Breakdown | A MakoHaru AU

Chapter One

A/N - There is going to be a bit of a lime-like part in this chapter. I apologize if it's really bad, but I've never written anything like this. This story will be taking place in an area where the usual American school style will be used (as in, four years of high school and such). The school will still be called Iwatobi High School (or Boarding School, whatever tickles your fancy) but Makoto and Nagisa will not be on the swim team, for story purposes only. The characters will definitely seem out of character at most points, but once again, it is for story purposes only.

I do not own Free! Iwatobi Swim Club, only the plotline. Free! respectfully belongs to Masahiro Yokotani.

-BREAKDOWN-

My breathing quickened as the unknown male pinned me against the bedroom door. Our breaths were simultaneously choppy and ragged, soon being just only me as the male quietly murmured something that I couldn't make out.

Before I knew it, a fairly large, calloused hand had grasped mine and was leading me towards unspeakable places. The male in front of me leaned forward, yet his face could not be seen.

"Touch me," he whispered seductively into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. He led my hand towards the large bulge in his pants, groaning huskily as he did. I let out what seemed to be a cross between a sigh and a moan and a sigh before silently obliging with the mysterious male's request.

"Makoto." He moaned my name over and over again, making me wonder how much pleasure this really was for him.

"MAKOTO!"

A loud banging on my door jolted me out of the rather lewd dream I was having. A few labored breaths escaped my lips as I wiped the sweat of my burning face. I threw the covers off of me, letting my eyes glance down for a mere second. Nothing. Good.

"Makoto Tachibana, get your ass out of bed!" The loud voice of Nagisa echoed through my dorm, forcing me to rush out of bed to open the door for the impatient teen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the door, it flew open, smacking me in the face. I stumbled backwards a bit before tripping over my backpack and falling straight to the ground below me. I let out a distressed groan of pain, covering my now possibly broken nose with my hand.

"The hell, Nagisa!?" I strained, watching as the blonde teen sauntered his way into my room.

Little to my knowledge, standing right next to Nagisa was a dark haired - and might I add, sexy - male whom I had never seen before. An uninterested look was etched upon his face as he stared me down. The tiniest of blushes spread across his cheeks, making me raise an eyebrow in confusion. I looked down at myself and realized that all I was wearing was a pair of gym shorts.

I quickly jumped up and ran across the room towards my closet. I found an old band t-shirt and threw it on, turning to Nagisa.

"What do you want?" I questioned him. He gestured towards the male he had brought with him, a knowing smile crossing his face.

"This, my dear Mako, is your new roommate, Haruka Nanase."

I flinched a bit at the word "roommate." Throughout my time at this school, I hadn't had a great experience with roommates. They just couldn't stand all of the nervous breakdowns I had and always requested to move dorms. It's not like I blame them, though. If I had to share a room with a guy who was found curled up and crying in a closet more that he was sleeping - which I did a lot of - I'd ask to change, too.

Without myself realizing it, Nagisa began waving his hand in front of my face while Haruka unpacked. Something between a squeak and a grunt escaped my lips as the blonde began to shake me.

"Mako!" Nagisa drawled out, giving me somewhat of a glare. "You're doing that thing where you stare off into nothingness again!"

"O-oh," I muttered, "sorry."

I hadn't known who the apology was directed at, Haruka or Nagisa.

Haruka paid no mind to my statement as he began to put his things inside his drawers. I checked the clock that sad on my bedside table, noticing that I had around thirty minutes before my classes began.

"Crap!" I shouted, scrambling towards the bathroom. I quickly took a shower and put on my underclothes, realizing that I forgot to bring my uniform into the bathroom.

I rushed out of the bathroom in just my boxers. I didn't know what my new roommate would thing, but I didn't give a shit. I quickly grabbed my button up shirt, tie, and pants as I grabbed a toothbrush. I held it in my mouth, attempting to brush my teeth without the use of and limbs as I struggled to get on my pants with my shoes already on. I began nearly jumping around the room, grabbing my backpack and heading out of the room.

"I imagine you don't have classes," I called to Haruka. He turned towards me, a blank look on his face. "You can get settled in. I apologize for the mess, I wasn't expecting you!"

I ran out into the hallway, sprinted down the stairs and found my classroom.

"Look who it is!" a voice sneered at me as I entered the classroom. My hands froze up as I felt a muscular arm wrap around my waist, nearly causing discomfort. I immediately knew who it was.

"R-rin, st-stop!" I stuttered out, struggling to remove the arm from my boy. I might've been one of the tallest students at this school, and it might've seemed as if I had a good build, but I was nowhere near strong.

"Aw, is the little bitch gonna go and cry in his closet again?" Rin laughed, earning a few nervous laughs from students around the class.

A shaky breath escaped my lips as I noticed that not one person in this room was going to help me.