Sarumi (Yata x Fushimi)

Chapter 2

***Misaki's POV***

"I don't need your saving! Get the fuck out."

Fushimi cocks his head to the side.

"Aww. Do you really want me to leave so soon? Misaki?" He bats his eyelashes.

Suddenly I get a surge of some sort of feeling- I hope it's anger.

"MONKEY!! DON'T CALL ME THAT!!"

"Call you what? Misaki?" He grins and brings his fingers to his lips.

That's it.

"SARUHIKO!!!" I jump and crash my bat down in his direction, but he just steps aside, dodging it.

I release a pissed off "Grr." And lunge at him again, this time landing on top of him and we both hit the floor.

"Misaki! You're rather touchy today, aren't you?"

I lifted my face from his chest, now sitting on top of him and noticed the slight tint of pink sprinkled across his face.

Blush? No it can't be...

He's obviously just tired from fighting me.

I snapped back into reality.

"MONKEY!! I AM NOT BEING T-" I was interrupted by Saruhiko laughing his face off.

***Your POV***

"Then what's with the colour on your face?" Fushimi grinned.

Of course, Yata turned red. Fushimi grabbed his own collar and pulled it down to scratch at the burned Homra insignia.

At first Yata's thoughts were clouded by how attractive Fushimi's exposed neck was and how much that burn must hurt, but he quickly returned to normal.

"THERE'S NO COLOUR BUT MY SKIN, YOU TRAITOR!!"

Misaki tried to bash Fushimi on the head, but some feeling in his gut stopped him. Fushimi grabbed his leg at the knee and flipped their positions, Misaki's arms now pinned above his head and at a very vulnerable spot.

The red head looked away from the other and actually did have some colour splashed on his cheeks. The taller one could only giggle as he knew something was nagging at the back of the other's mind.

"I think I like this position better, Mi~sa~ki!! So tell me then, what made you stop?" Fushimi accidentally brushed his thigh against Yata's own, and Yata felt a strange sensation go to his middle area, and his eyes widened as he tried to process what it might be...

"S-Stop wha- wait- I DON'T HAVE TO TELL YOU, YOU S-STUPID MONKEY!!"

Fushimi clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Maybe not, but I'd like to know anyhow." He leaned closer to the smaller boy, their faces almost touching. Yata was sweating now, he knew something was not normal in his brain at the moment.

The truth was, Yata always had a crush on Fushimi, but he would never admit it even to himself. However, Fushimi liked him too, but tried to stop ever since they joined Homra...

"I'm... Not going to tell you!! Get off me!!"

"Not until you tell me why." The taller boy was desperate to know the smaller's true feelings for him, or if there were any at all. Fushimi gave up trying to stop liking Misaki, and with Mikoto gone, there was a slight possibility of Yata being into him. After all, he was blushing. They both were.