My Roommate Oga Tatsumi

Chapter 10

"Ugh! I'm so sore!"

Oga smirked in triumph. The smirk was short lived though because as a result of their coupling Furuichi couldn't do much of anything the next day leaving Oga with all the chores. When Furuichi finally picked up his phone it turned out that he'd missed 13 calls from his mother. She claimed that she hadn't heard from him frequently enough and that she was coming over with the family that weekend.

Oga didn't like to think that he was scared of meeting Furuichi's family. What was there to be freaked out about? Furuichi was his roommate, became an unlikely best friend and now he was currently screwing said best friend's brains out. How in the hell was he supposed to introduce himself? "Hello, my name is Oga Tatsumi. I fuck your son, my roommate. Pleasure to meet you?"

Even a blockhead like him knew that wasn't going to fly. Besides, why was he so nervous? He'd never been nervous to meet parents before. Not even the last time he was forced to and that had been a scarier time altogether.

"So, it looks like they'll be here early tomorrow morning."

Furuichi sighed and kneaded the small of his back with a grimace. "Shit, how am I going to explain this?" Oga merely shrugged and went back to sweeping the floor. If he said anything, it would be a waste of breath. No one ever listened to Oga when he tried to help in the rarest of times he felt like it.

Furuichi went back to his room to gather his soiled bed sheets. Just seeing the evidence of their messing around deflated any and all of Furuichi's hope that it had been a really weird wet dream and his back was only sore because he slept terribly wrong. The silvernette took a moment to look about his room, posters of half- naked women in provocative poses that did nothing for him. They never had if Furuichi was being honest to himself.

Before meeting Oga Tatsumi, Furuichi got by pretending to be into these types of women. Pretending to be aroused by the bouncy breasts and supple skin, but then he realized that the posters he mostly masturbated to were the posters with male and female models. He could no longer lie to himself and ignore the hard truth that he always orgasmed while staring at the male models' bodies. Furuichi felt his eyes fill with tears and hung his head in shame. He was gay and he had been for his entire life.

How in the world was he going to tell the people he loved most without losing them too?

...

Oga did his best to ignore Furuichi the entire time his family came to visit. Furuichi was really grateful. Furuichi's mother and father danced around claiming their distaste of Oga until he proved that he was a good brute now. Only fought when provoked. It also helped when Oga praised Furuichi for being a great roommate, tutor and an even greater friend. It won them over instantly, but Honoka was harder to befriend. The younger sister gave Oga a once over that the brute knew too well because he always secretly did the same when his older sister brought home her boyfriends.

Oga tugged at the neck of his shirt while trapped under the brat's gaze the whole duration of dinner. Furuichi noticed it too. When they began washing dishes while the rest of the family sat in front of the small television in the living area, they were finally given some peace. Even Honoka let up on her death stare because her favorite gag show was on. Their mental conversation ensued.

"Why was Honoka staring at you like that?"

"The fuck if I know! I didn't do anything."

"She knows, doesn't she? How?"

"Do I look like a mind reader to you?"

As the family decided it was time to leave, Honoka managed to corner the brute. Parents and Furuichi busy arguing over why the silvernette hadn't called more often, Oga was stuck with a 4 foot nothing brat.

"My brother likes you."

Oga's mouth went dry. What kind of conversation starter was that?

"And you like him too."

The sweat gathered on Oga's brows as he tried to think of a way to either deny or escape. However, judging by the looks of this baby Pitbull, she wasn't going to let go until she was good and ready.

"Don't you hurt him. His ego is way more delicate than it seems."

"Honoka, darling, are you ready to go?"

"Yes, mama, I'm ready."

Oga nodded slowly and solemnly when Honoka turned back to him for his answer.

She seemed satisfied with that.

Later, Furuichi asked what they had talked about before he had gone to bed. Oga merely answered that she told him she hated the way his hair looked.

...

"Wake up! We're going to be late!"

Oga grumbled, but forced himself out of bed. Searching for a set of clothes to wear, he thought, not for the first time, that he hated this side of Furuichi. Oga hated being woken up, but to be woken up and rushed? He absolutely hated it. He said so while brushing his teeth.

"It's not my fault you sleep through your alarms!"

"What about you idiot? Take some responsibility!"

"You broke my last clock!"

Oga hmphed. The brute satisfied his need to punish the smaller man by giving him a sharp slap on his ass as he rushed out of the bathroom to gather his things. The undignified yelp and cute scowl made Oga's morning rush worth it.

The two men made their way through campus trying to find the lecture hall their mandatory seminar was taking place. Although they didn't have any classes together, their professors made this seminar worth one-hundred points to attend. It was a no-brainer to go together. Panting, they sat in the back. "Made it," Furuichi gave a winded smile to his brute seated right next to him. Oga gave Furuichi a high-five and they waited for the pamphlets to be handed their way.

"Thank you for waiting everyone. We're going to begin the presentation now."

Oga suddenly felt uneasy as the neon pink pamphlet made its way toward them.

"Today's seminar is about something that commonly doesn't happen in Japan, but something that still needs to be addressed."

"Finally. Everyone took their sweet ass time. Here." Furuichi held a pamphlet out for Oga to take which he did with clammy hands.

"Today's topic is on teenage pregnancy."