Ushijima Kisses

Part 1: The Beginning of it All

I wasn't sure when it had started, from the first time my lips met someone else's, or perhaps before. I didn't know and I didn't care. All I knew was that it felt good, I was good at I and that at some point it had become nothing more than a hobby.

"Hey, hey" a voice called from my back right, so far there had been only a gathering of girls crowding around the person in the seat behind me. It started on day one of school a while ago and I'd since grown accustomed to ignoring the massive amount of presence behind me come lunchtime and break time, today though, today was quite different in the aspect of these people. Today I didn't get the chance to ignore them and block them out, I hadn't gotten any letters that requested my presence elsewhere either, so when they called as they all began to gather my curiosity gave me no choice but to turn and find out what they wanted.

Looking back I saw that the figure in the desk behind me, Atsuko Kougami, was staring at me with her intense green eyes. She looked stern and intense, like a relatively sweet child pretending to be hard, it was laughable. Her ugly pink painted lips began to move and her raspy voice came out and though it's tone was magical the way she spoke ruined all mysticism it might have had "Hey, I hear that you're the one who came from Sakurai Academy, is that right?" she asked this with half narrowed eyes as her long manicured fingernails tapped against the coat of her uniform impatiently as if she was just waiting for me to say yes, I simply shrugged and turned to get a more comfortable position to look at her.

"Maybe, maybe not, I guess that depends on what you're asking me for" as I said this her brows went up and she smirked a haughty smirk as if she'd found my answer amusing enough to let her start playing. "Well, I had a friend who went there last year and said that there was rumor about a girl who liked to kiss. Boys, girls, it didn't matter. Is that you?" I felt a bit of excitement rush to my stomach and I put on a smile, one that people said was comforting, luring, and seductive. I don't even intend to make it any of those things; it's just the way I smile at the prospect of indulging in my hobby.

I leaned back over my seat and tilted my head "If you want one all you have to do is ask me directly." Her eyes flickered to my lips as my tongue danced out from the inside of my mouth to smooth out the dry tops of its entrance and prepare them for a time well spent. The girl's pale cheeks flushed, along with many in the group as they looked away, koi little virgins always had the best reactions. Looking down and then clearing her throat Atsuko spoke again "No, it's not for me, I was just wondering if you were intending on kissing everyone in the school like you did at your old junior high." I let my smile fall and my eyes fall half lidded once more as I sat back, just a simple question and all that excitement wasted "I've no intentions of doing any such thing, nor did I have intentions in of that goal in Junior high. It was just something that happened and something that I enjoyed."

Atsuko scoffed snobbishly before leaning back in her seat and tilting her head in the same manner before declaring quite loudly "It figures you wouldn't try to make a goal you couldn't hope to accomplish. I mean, we all know Ushijima-sama likes taller girls." I paused and looked over to her with my right brow perked, Ushijima, Ushijima, who was he, wait, he was in our class wasn't he? "Ushijima" I questioned and she furrowed her brows and gave to me a disgusted look, appalled that I didn't know who 'Ushijima-sama' was.

"yes, Ushijima, the national Volleyball representative" One girl stated "The most handsome guy in school" a second joined in, and like a flock of gaggling geese and old ninnies these girls began to prattle on and on about their precious 'Ushijima-sama'. I flickered my eyes back to Atsuko and saw her prissy gaze set upon my quiet form before I heard the door open and all the girls went quiet. "It's Ushijima-sama" "Ushijima-sama he looks so cute today too" "Oh how handsome" they whispered and I felt a smirk roll over my lips as I heard a chair somewhere behind me in the room slide back and someone settle into it and begin a calm conversation with someone else.

I stood up, instantly silencing the twittering teenagers and with my eyes locked on a shocked, almost horrified looking Atsuko, I turned and approached the tall, olive haired male, the frantically speaking red haired male, and the quiet looking black haired male. As I stopped beside them the red head stopped talking and I pointed my finger at the trio and asked quiet simply "Excuse me, which one of you is Ushijima-san, I need a moment to speak with you."

The tallest of the three looked at me with harsh olive eyes and he spoke in quite a deep, rumbling voice "I am, what do you need from me?" Looking at him I stared for a moment, he was quite handsome, quite tall and intimidating, but so were a lot of the boys that attended this god forsaken, sports driven academic center. What made him any different than the basketball team?

"I was wondering if it'd be alright to give you something, it does involve touching but I assure you it's nothing harmful. I won't if you say no, that's fine by me" Ushijima stared for a long hard minute and the red head and raven haired individuals by his desk shot each other questioning glances and shrugs before looking astonished at Ushijima's response "Alright."

I let my lips curve up on each side and my eyes widened ever so slightly as I dove in over the legs of the dark haired boy and put my fingertips firmly on specific points of Ushijima's face, some under his ear and a thumb on his cheekbone, the other caressing his face entirely, I leaned in close as his eyes went wide and I muttered very softly "I'm digging in" before I finished our connection completely and placed my lips over his.

In shock I felt his body tense beneath my hold and his hands shift up but freeze as his lips parted and my tongue found its way in. He wasn't good with surprises it would seem and perhaps this was his first kiss. I really should have thought of that before trying to encourage Atsuko's sickened fantasies but as my muscle danced and explored his own moist cavern, my smooth lips against his dried, slightly chapped ones, I realized that it didn't matter because as Ushijima cut off a quick noise from his throat, I saw that his cheeks were flushed and his brows furrowed as his body began to relax.

Pulling back before he relaxed entirely and peering into olive orbs that were now somewhat closed and glazed over I licked away the trail of saliva that continued to connect us and I said, quite genuinely thankful for the opportunity "thanks for the meal." Before I pulled back, catching a glimpse of the dark haired male who stared at me with his mouth agape and his eyes bulging from his head as I did so, and began to walk to my desk and sit down, settling back into my wonderful habit of ignoring the existence of the nuisance behind me and watch the completely amusing reaction of Ushijima standing up from his desk and walking right out the door, his two lackeys sitting behind for a full two minutes before getting up to go look for him, the dark haired one shooting me a nasty look before he left.

He actually tasted pretty good.