The Odd Couple

Chapter Nine

The sun peeked through the break in the curtains, painting a thin strip of light across the floor of the bedroom and climbing up the bed to settle across one eye of the sleeping teen who called the room his domain. He squirmed to get away from the annoying little slit of light that was trying to drag him to the realm of wakefulness. He was warm, comfy, and more peaceful than he had been in a very long time. Beside him, someone else shifted. That movement was enough to draw the teen further out of his bonds of sleep. He wasn't used to waking up next to someone. It was new and oddly more pleasant than he would have thought. He slowly cracked his eyes open, turning his head to avoid the sunlight trying to assault his eyes, and let them settle on the blond head lying on the pillow next to him. Unbidden, a smile crept across his face.

Nakatsu looked like a sexy mess. That was the only way Zak could think to describe him. His hair was a lovely wreck (falling into his eyes and sticking up in weird places), hickies covered several spots on his neck and shoulder, and he was curled up on his right side with the sheet slipping off his naked waist. The sight of the blond lying like beside him was enough to send a surge of intense lust coursing straight to the previous sleeping organ between his legs. This was what he had been longing for when he imagined the blond staying over all week. It was amazing to finally have something he'd fantasized so thoroughly come true almost exactly. He was gonna make the most of this week together. He wasn't going to let himself think about the after. At the moment, he just wanted to enjoy this. It was only fair, right?

Nakatsu stirred when Zak's hand trailed down his side to settle heavy on his hip. The blond may have gotten to have his way yesterday, but Zak was determined to get his this morning. After all he was the one who taught Nakatsu everything about sex. He still had the rights to play top more no matter what the soccer player thought. He pushed the blond over on to his stomach with a wicked smile. Nakatsu made an annoyed sleepy sound at being disturbed. Zak ignored it and caressed his fingers down the blond's spin. He stopped just at the cleft of the blond's ass crack. He rubbed his palm over both ass cheeks, but keeping his fingers tickling over the crack. Nakatsu squirmed and huffed out a half interested breath.

"You awake yet?" Zak murmured into the blond's ear, making the boy's shoulders twitch.

Nakatsu sighed softly. "Getting there. That fucking tickles."

"Good," Zak muttered before leaning down to nip one of Nakatsu's ass cheeks.

The blond's head snapped up with an undignified yelp. "I hate it when you do that!"

"Yes, but you're awake now." The high jumper smirked, reaching to grab the bottle of lube off the nightstand.

Nakatsu started to roll over to bitch at him more, but Zak firmly pressed him back down. "Stay. I want your ass. I'm gonna have it."

The blond squirmed again. A sign that told Zak just those words had started to wake up Nakatsu's sleeping dick. "I haven't brushed my teeth or showered after yesterday."

"Why do you think you're face down?" The high jumper smacked the blond's ass as a reprimand. Nakatsu glared at him. "And showers are over rated. You don't have to be clean every time you fuck. Think about it…you hardly ever are."

Nakatsu went still and he did think about it. Most of the time they fucked after he finished practice; he was usually hot and sweaty—dirty. Holy crap, Zak was right. They showered after but never before. What a silly clique, he thought. It was kinda dumb to shower before you had sex when you were gonna get all hot and sweaty again. While he was contemplating this he failed to notice Zak sliding down the bed. So the sudden shock of a warm, wet appendage sweeping over his anus made him jump nearly out of his skin. He growled under his breath when Zak laughed at him. Oddly, Nakatsu could feel the vibration of the boy's laugh and the curve of the smile on his lips against the back side of his thigh. It sent warm tingles pooling in his gut. There was something incredibly gratifying about making Zak laugh. It was more of a turn on then anything else to him.

Zak smiled wider when he felt the blond relax. He spread Nakatsu's cheeks again before delving back down for more. Nakatsu would never admit it aloud, but Zak knew that he secretly loved this. It was there in the flex of the blond's hips, the arch of his spin, and the clenched fists in the sheets. Nakatsu enjoyed this kind of attention. Fingers soon followed the tongue, opening the blond and bringing his burgeoning erection to full salute. Zak found Nakatsu's sweet spot then rubbed over it with a firm press of fingers. He earned a deep throaty groan of want for his effort. His cock twitched at the sound. He didn't want to wait any longer. He wasn't in the mood to tease either. He wanted inside Nakatsu.

Now.

He pulled out his fingers, lubed up his cock, and scooted forward to position himself. There was a moment of anticipation as Nakatsu waited to be penetrated while Zak stared down at the hole he was about to plunder. Then he was pushing forward, past the first initial resistance then—ah, sinking. Nakatsu moaned, heavy and long in response to the slow dive of Zak's cock pressing inside of him. Zak closed his eyes so he could just feel. It was so warm, tight, and moist. It felt so damn good. So perfect. It was always perfect.

He opened his eyes when he felt his balls brush the blond's ass. He was all in. yet it wasn't enough. He needed more. He draped himself over Nakatsu's back, bracing his hands on either side of the blond's head before beginning to thrust. Both moaned at the intensity of the movement. The angle was just right for the both of them. Everything after that was movement, the slap of skin on skin, grunt and moans, curses, and pure pleasure. Nakatsu writhed in frantic arousal. Zak's cock was pressed firmly against his sweet spot on every thrust. It was overwhelming and not nearly enough. The thrusts were slow and deliberate so that he felt constantly stimulated, but just not quite enough to come. It was so agonizingly frustrating. It was intoxicating. He was suspended over pre-orgasm intensity and he wanted to come so bad. He began to whimper, unwittingly, with every thrust. Zak smirked. He loved the needy, pleading tone in Nakatsu's voice. He knew what he was doing perfectly. When Nakatsu was finally allowed to come he'd scream from the sheer intensity.

Zak didn't increase his pace until his own hips and thighs were jittering with impending orgasm. Then he began to slam forward. He fucked Nakatsu down into the mattress with the force and speed of each snap of his hips. Beneath him, Nakatsu's knuckles were white from the clench of his fists in the sheets as he practically sobbed for air. The sharp jabs of Zak's cock on his sweet spot were overloading his senses.

"Ah! Close!" He gasped as his orgasm teetered on the edge.

"Almost," Zak whispered. He was so close he could almost taste it.

They waivered there for a moment on the brink of total release. Then one more harsh, quick thrust and they both came hard. Nakatsu shuttered, crying out loudly as he soaked the sheets beneath him. Zak couldn't hold back the long, deep breathy moan as his orgasm bombarded his body. He kept thrusting his hips as he came, prolonging both their orgasms until it was so good it nearly hurt. Zak collapsed after a moment, body shaking and panting for breath onto Nakatsu's back. The blond grunted his disapproval of being squished. Zak rolled himself off the side and sprawled out.

"That was good," he murmured.

"Yes." Nakatsu agreed. It had been really fucking good.

They laid there for about half an hour. Not talking or touching. Just being. It was nice.

"I'm hungry," the blond finally broke the silence.

Zak huffed out a laugh. "Ok. I'll make omelet rice. After we shower."

"Definitely need a shower."

The high jumper glanced over. "I dunno. I think you look pretty sexy with cum dripping out of your ass. You could just stay like that all day."

Nakatsu flushed. "You say the most embarrassing shit."

"Yep," he replied arrogantly before rolling to his feet. "Come on. Shower then food."

"Fine."

/

Zak didn't think he'd ever had that much sex in so many consecutive days. Contrary to what Nakatsu had said previously about homework he only left to go back to his dorm 4 of the 7 days. Of the 7 days he stayed over all but 2 nights. They fucked over every piece of furniture that Zak had the urge to and in almost every room in the house. The family bedrooms had been off limits. However, the couch, the dining room table, the kitchen counter, his desk with the window open in front of them (it was cute that Nakatsu had tried to be quiet, but Zak enjoyed making him yell), and all the floors with rugs on them hadn't been spared their sexcapades. They even did it once outside behind his house in the grass on a blanket. They almost got discovered by the mail man. Zak hadn't stopped even when they heard the mail man's boots on the gravel when he peered around the house. Nakatsu had been so embarrassed, but Zak swore that was when the blond came the hardest. They did it 3 times in one day (the whole 24 hour period). By the end of the week they were both sore and walking a little funny. It was worth it though. Every second of it had been so fucking awesome.

It wasn't like all they did was fuck either. Far from it. They'd watched a lot of movies with popcorn, sodas, and junk food galore. They'd left the house a few times. Once so Zak could give Nakatsu a proper tour of the temple and the grounds. He counted it as getting out of the house. They went to the mall. They wandered the city. Nakatsu took Zak back to his favorite place to eat. Zak took Nakatsu to his favorite place to eat. So what if it was a soba noodle shop. He was a simple kinda guy. They'd talked a lot during all that time together. They'd shared childhood memories, family stories, talked about their ambitions, school, and so much more.

All the while Zak had refused to think about the end of the week. He'd had a decision to make. He'd known it at the beginning of the week. He'd made his choice. He set that aside until the week was over though, because no matter what happened he wanted them to remember this as being one of the best weeks of their lives. Maybe he was a coward for not just coming out and saying it. He didn't care. He'd gotten his perfect week and he was happy. It was a little bittersweet though.

Because now it all had to end…

/

They sat on the bleachers of the Osaka High athletic field in their favorite seats. It was Sunday evening. They were watching the sun set. Zak could feel the weight of the decision he needed to speak about bearing down on him. It seemed to squeeze his throat muscles so tight that he could barely breathe. What he needed to say could hurt for the both of them. Probably more so on Nakatsu's part though. Impulsively, he leaned over to press a kiss against the blond's lips. They lingered like that for a time, exchanging kisses and little touches. It was like Nakatsu could sense something was about to happen and was stalling to prevent it. Hell, Zak was stalling to prevent it. Every time, Zak was about to pull back Nakatsu kept him pulled in close. Finally, he forced himself away.

"Listen," Zak cleared his throat. "I think we…" Dammit, not how he wanted to start this. "You know whatever this was between us," he gesture between their bodies, "it wasn't permanent. It was just…"

"Lust," Nakatsu's face had gone pale. "I know." He glanced away, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Look, I didn't want to make this anything more."

Nakatsu glared over at him. "Neither did I! But I'm not stupid either."

"I'm not stupid." Zak growled.

"There's something more than lust now. You have to have realized that. I'm trying to figure it out." Nakatsu said earnestly.

"Well, stop! All I ever wanted was sex."

"Why? Are you scared of it turning into more?"

"No!" Zak bit out. He waved his hands between them. "You and me—it'd never work. We're all wrong for each other."

"How?"

"We're both hot tempered, we fight a lot, and we're to similar."

"Yeah, we're both also stubborn and passionate. It doesn't seem to have affected things yet." Nakatsu pointed out.

The high jumped sighed and shook his head. "I'm done talking about it." He got up to turn away.

"You're such a coward."

Zak spun back around. "What'd you just call me?"

"You heard me."

"I'm not a coward. I'm a high jump champion!"

"Jumping hurdles doesn't mean you have the balls to face me!" Nakatsu got to his feet, fists clenched at his sides.

"Tell me something, Nakatsu, why is this so fucking important?" Zak asked after he took a deep breath and refused to let himself be goaded.

"If this has a chance of going somewhere wouldn't you wanna know?" Nakatsu asked seriously.

Kagurazaka looked away from his earnest gaze. "It doesn't have a chance."

"Why?"

"Because I can't!"

Nakatsu stared at him in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Look, I like having sex with you. It's rough, it's fast, and not meant to be anything more than a fuck for pleasure. But I have expectations I have to live up to. Being exposed as a fag would ruin it all. Think about it," the high jumper explained tersely.

"You're saying it'd ruin your athletic goals?" Nakatsu asked in order to make sure he was right.

"Yes, and yours too. That's not the only thing."

"Then what else is there?"

"Nevermind. Just take no for an answer," Zak growled.

Nakatsu bit his lip and backed off. "Fine."

"I gotta go," Zak said, starting down the steps.

"When are you coming by again?"

"I'm not. I think we should stop. I can't let this go any further, Nakatsu. If you're developing 'feelings' and it's not just about sex than I can't do it. It's been fun, but that's it." Zak looked back and spoke sincerely. Fuck, it did hurt to say it. It hurt to stand there and look at him, knowing there wouldn't be a next time.

"Alright. If that's what you really want," Nakatsu scowled at him. He didn't know what else to say to change the high jumper's mind. Zak seemed pretty set on breaking up with him. Breaking up…ha, they'd never really been together!

For a moment, Kagurazaka hesitated. There was a chance here. He knew it. Nakatsu knew it. Zak couldn't do it though. It would only hurt worse for them both in the end. Better to sever this bond before it had gotten to strong. Nakatsu watched him with a blank expression. It didn't hide from Zak that he was hurting too. "Yeah. We're done."

"Ok." Nakatsu turned and walked away down the other set of stairs.

Zak stood on the steps, watching him walk around the outside of the bleachers and then off towards his dorm. He'd done the right thing. He knew it had, but it sucked. He hadn't expected it to be that damn hard. He hadn't expected the strong desire that welled up in him to go track down the blond and fix it. He squashed down the urge. He'd done it for both their sakes. No changing it now.

/

Umeda gazed at Nakatsu with total sympathy. The kid looked like a downtrodden puppy. He hated to see any of the kids in pain of any sort, especially heartbreak. Not that the little pukes needed to know that. He felt especially sorry for Nakatsu's though. This kid's love life just seemed to suck. First, the fiasco with Mizuki and now being rejected by a guy he'd been fucking for months. Umeda knew all to well what it was like not to be with the person you wanted. It sucked royally. It had to be worse for Nakatsu though, because he'd had something good. It could have been something fucking great. In the end, though, Umeda was glad Kagurazaka had done what he did. If he wasn't going to get serious about Nakatsu then things needed to end. It was better for Nakatsu that way.

"Look, I hate to be the one tell you to move on. Life ain't fair and the one you want won't always want you back," Umeda sighed, taking off his glasses and setting them on his desk. He really wanted a cigarette.

"Easy for you to say." Nakatsu grumbled, staring down at his hands.

"Ha, yeah," Umeda said sarcastically.

Nakatsu looked up. He must have read something in the doctor's eyes and understood. "Well, you do have a terrible personality." He offered with a wan smile.

"Thanks, asshat," Umeda rolled his eyes.

They sat in silence for another long moment.

"Did you at least get to ask the guy you like if there was a chance?" Nakatsu asked curiously.

"No, so you one upped me there, kid. At least, you tried," Umeda replied.

"Do you think there's a chance he'll change his mind?"

Umeda sighed. "It sounds like there's a minor one, but I wouldn't stake to much hope on it. Take it for what it was. You learned from it. It was good, but it's done. Find someone else to focus on. If there's a chance then having moved on will drive him nuts."

Nakatsu blinked then smiled. "You've got a point."

"I thought so."

Nakatsu dropped his head into his hands. "It was so good though. The past week was the best. It really felt like we were something more. I kinda hoped that maybe he'd finally give in. I didn't expect such a great week to end like that."

"Who would? At least, the sex was great." Umeda smiled.

"Yeah, the sex was great," Nakatsu agreed. He set down his mug of coffee and stood up. He lingered there for a moment awkwardly. "You know, I…well thanks. For listening and giving me your support. You're a better person than you pretend to be."

Umeda blinked. "Thanks, and you're welcome. If you get a chance, maybe you should talk to him again. Just to help clear the air between you."

"Yeah, it'd be nice to still be friends." Nakatsu replied. "See yah later, Umeda-sensei."

"Good luck, Nakatsu."

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Yes, I am evil. I know this. Sorry the chapter is so short.