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Title<\/b>: Duet [Yabu\/Hikaru]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: PG-13, but it’s mostly for Yuto and Yamada.
\nSummary<\/b>: Yabu isn’t Leader, Hikaru hasn’t noticed, and Yamada doesn’t get a solo.
\nAN<\/b>: For Yabu’s birthday, but a few days early, since I’ll be out of town over the weekend. \u00e3\u0081\u0160\u00e8\u00aa\u2022\u00e7\u201d\u0178\u00e6\u2014\u00a5\u00e3\u0081\u0160\u00e3\u201a\u0081\u00e3\u0081\u00a7\u00e3\u0081\u00a8\u00e3\u0081\u2020\u00e3\u20ac\u0081\u00e3\u201a\u201e\u00e3\u0081\u00b6\u00e3\u0081\u00a3\u00e3\u0081\u00a1\u00ef\u00bc\u0081<\/p>\n
Duet<\/b><\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yabuuu!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Chinen was whining before Yabu had even taken his jacket off. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tell Ryutarou to stop being weird!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You tell him,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu replied, setting down his bag on the practice room floor. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I did, but he won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stop!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Chinen protested, pointing. Yabu looked over to see Ryutarou looking in their direction, doing very little at all except for watching. Although he didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seem to be blinking much. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153See?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Chinen demanded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You tell him, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re Leader!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not Leader. Hey Say doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have a leader.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu ruffled Chinen\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair and went to go find Hikaru. On the way he broke up another argument between Keito and Inoo over who had stolen Inoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s sunglasses (answer: they were on Inoo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s head but buried in his perm), and also reminded Yuto and Yamada that there were young bandmates about and anybody could see them behind that folding chair. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a prude, Leader,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yamada grumbled as he let Yuto shove him off and start fixing his shirt. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t scar them any more than they are already.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not Leader,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu called over his shoulder as he moved on, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153and they won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be scarred, they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll just take a lot of pictures with their phones and send them to the senpai!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hikaru was standing in a corner of the room away from everyone else, his jacket still on and his bag still on his shoulder, staring at a piece of paper. As Yabu approached, Hikaru barely even seemed to notice. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu tried for his attention, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153whatcha got there that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s so interesting?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re doing the winter concert,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru said, voice flat. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No kidding?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu teased. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153A concert? Really?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, you jerk,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru rolled his eyes, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153WE,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he waved his hands in a wide circle encompassing both himself and Yabu, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153are DOING the winter concert!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and then did a little flailing dance that ended in him doing jazz hands with the papers rustling in his grip. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6the\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s eyes went wide. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You mean\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Producing the whole thing,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru nodded, shoving the papers into Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hands. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Set list, choreography, everything.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s great!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu grinned, looking at the papers, but unable to concentrate, and after a second he looked back up to grin wildly at Hikaru. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You and me? The whole thing? But,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s eyes suddenly went wide, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153the winter concerts are only a few months away!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You got it, partner.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru slung an arm around Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulders, and Yabu manfully pretended he couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t feel Hikaru shaking a little. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Good thing you didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sign up for university after all, huh? Ah, but look at the bright side, we get to tell everybody what to do and they have to do it, ne, Leader?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not Leader,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu replied on autopilot. As he thought of all the things that had to be done, the beginnings of panic started to claw at his chest, especially when he glanced over at the rest of his unit and saw that Yamada and Inoo were having a girly slapfight contest with Ryutarou as the referee while the others stood in a ring and cheered them on. <\/p>\n
But when he looked back at Hikaru, the panic eased. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d all work out somehow, so long as Hikaru was with him.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Something on my face?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru asked, raising an eyebrow. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yup,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu answered, reaching up and flicking Hikaru between the eyes. <\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stay up too late, you two,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mother said when she came up to collect their glasses and plates from their snack. She ruffled Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair as she leaned over to see the notepad they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d been scribbling set list ideas on. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t, Yaotome-san,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu answered, giving a little whine when Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mother ruffled his hair as well. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll make sure Hikka-chan gets up in time for school.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sure you will.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mother beamed at them, oblivious to the dirty look Hikaru was shooting Yabu. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You know, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m very proud of both of you. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s such a big responsibility to plan a whole concert; the staff must trust you very much. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sure you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll do a wonderful job.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d She gave both of them a little pat on the shoulder before leaving them to it.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Traitor,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru grumbled to Yabu as soon as his mother had shut the door. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tell Taiyou hello for me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu hummed, smirking, and Hikaru kicked him under the desk. <\/p>\n
It wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t much longer before Hikaru dropped his pencil with a scowl, cracking his neck.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153This looks too much like our last set list,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he complained, curling his lip at the notebook. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you expect? It isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like we have an album or anything.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu reached over to pick up the notebook and look at what they had. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not that bad. Should we move \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcMayonaka no SHADOW BOY\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 earlier? It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll raise the tension.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, then we won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have anything good at the end,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru argued. <\/p>\n
Yabu was going to argue back, maybe even tease Hikaru that even though they were supposed to be doing this together they always ended up using Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ideas, but just then Hikaru stretched, T-shirt riding up to bare a pale stripe of skin along his stomach, and Yabu completely lost his train of thought. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru wanted to know, and Yabu shook his head, snapping himself out of it. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nothing.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu dropped the notebook and looked away. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We should go to bed, maybe we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll have better ideas in the morning if we sleep on it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hikaru agreed and they both stood up, shaking out stiff limbs, Yabu stumbling over his half-asleep foot. Neither of them bothered to leave the room to change, stripping off their clothes as easily as they did in the Jimusho changing rooms. They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d done it a thousand times in each other\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s presence without comment. <\/p>\n
But this time, when Yabu turned around to ask Hikaru to throw him a clean T-shirt, his breath caught in his throat at the sleek line of Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bare back and the stretch of his legs under his frog-print boxers. Question forgotten, Yabu whirled quickly back to his bag, face burning, pretending to still be hunting through it. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Here,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru said anyway, dropping a T-shirt on Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s head so that it fell over his face. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to brush my teeth.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hikaru sauntered out casually, and Yabu pulled the shirt off his head with a sigh and wondered what the hell was wrong with him lately as he tried to cool his cheeks with the backs of his hands. <\/p>\n
They were far too lazy to set up the extra futon, and Hikaru just flopped onto his bed and slid over against the wall without comment. After a moment, Yabu crawled in beside him, just like he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d done a thousand times.<\/p>\n
But when the lights were out, Yabu found himself staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. After a little while, he rolled onto his side to face Hikaru. Hikaru was already on his side facing Yabu, eyes closed and breath steady.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hikaru?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he asked softly, not sure whether Hikaru was already asleep. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yeah?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru answered, eyes fluttering open just enough so that Yabu could see their dark glimmer in the dim light from Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s window.<\/p>\n
Yabu watched the steady rise and fall of Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breath for a moment, not sure what he wanted to say. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nothing,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he finally said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m glad I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m doing the concert with you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Of course you are,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru answered, eyes slipping shut again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re partners. Who else would you do it with?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nobody,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu whispered, but Hikaru was already asleep. <\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
It took a little while longer for Yabu to understand the extent of his problem. Curiously, it wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sharing a bed with Hikaru or seeing him undressed that did it, or even watching him twist and hiproll his way effortlessly through a complicated choreography. It wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t the way Hikaru handed Yabu things before he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d asked for them, or the way he smiled so only Yabu could see it sometimes.<\/p>\n
It was actually during their next photoshoot, Hikaru fully dressed, across the room, sitting perfectly still. He was facing the other direction, and when Yabu came onto the set, he almost asked Ryutarou who the random guy was before Hikaru turned, and Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breath caught in his throat. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153How long has Hikaru looked like that?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu asked, eyes still glued to the way the silk shirt clung to the lines of Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s body, the sharp cut of his cheekbones, the way his eyes were low-lidded in invitation to the camera. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Always?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ryutarou answered, rolling his eyes. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Some Leader you are.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not Leader.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu stared some more. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153He hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t always looked like that. He didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t used to look like that. I should know, shouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t I?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Ryutarou snorted, and Yabu jumped a little when an arm landed heavily on his shoulders. He looked to find Inoo smirking at him. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Been a while since you looked properly?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Inoo asked. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Honestly, you two. How can you spend so much time together and not notice? Shoonie was right about us having to keep an eye on you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Jerk,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu grumbled as he shoved Inoo off, but his push was half-hearted, his attention still captured by Hikaru, and when Hikaru stood up from his shot and flashed Yabu his usual dorky smile from across the stage, that was when Yabu realized that now that he was looking, he couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t look away. <\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
Yabu hoped that his sudden awareness of Hikaru would fade after a few days, but instead of ceasing to see the beautiful stranger from across the photography studio, Yabu saw him more clearly every day, overlaid with everything that was familiar about Hikaru. <\/p>\n
Of course Hikaru noticed right away that something was odd about Yabu, but Yabu held him off at first with excused about exhaustion and nerves about planning the concert. Hikaru knew him better than to believe him, but he didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t push the matter either. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll tell me when you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re ready,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru said, clapping Yabu on the shoulder. Yabu flushed and felt heat spread out across his skin from under Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153And also, your idea about us dressing up as astronauts is retarded.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Johnny\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll send us to the moon sooner or later, you wait,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu shot back, sticking his tongue out. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you think he keeps making us fly for? It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s all practice, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m telling you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
And it was okay, like that. Even though Yabu was confused and worried, Hikaru was still his best friend. The difference was that now when Hikaru made him snort his tea laughing, Yabu wanted to lean over and kiss the smirk off his face. When they slept in the same bed, Yabu would inch backwards until Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s back was pressed against his in a warm line, and wonder what Hikaru would do if he rolled over and woke him up. <\/p>\n
And when they changed together, or Yabu watched Hikaru dance, his face (sharp cheekbones, eyes heavy-lidded in invitation) a mask of concentration, Yabu wanted to do a lot more than kiss Hikaru, or to wonder what Hikaru would do. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You two,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Inoo just sighed when Yabu was being particularly unsubtle. Yabu pretended not to hear him in favor of keeping an eye on Takaki harassing Daiki and Chinen, even though he made no move to intervene other than yelling over that he wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t Leader. <\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just too many of us,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru finally said. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re going to have to do duets after all, I think.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Good,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu replied, hoping that Hikaru thought he looked pleased because they were using his idea and not because they were squashed together on the tiny couch in the meeting room they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d found for themselves. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Good he says,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru sighed melodramatically. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you care about me at all? Because Yamada\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s going to freak out when he finds out. There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be violence, with pointy objects, just you wait!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You can defend yourself,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu soothed. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m willing to risk it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Some partner!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru exclaimed, outraged, and shoved at Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder, not that the couch was big enough for Yabu to go anywhere. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll make it up to you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu laughed, and then without thinking leaned over and kissed Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cheek. <\/p>\n
They both froze at the same second, and when Hikaru turned his head slowly to meet Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s eyes, his eyes were wide and dark. They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d play-kissed more than a couple times in the half-decade they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d been together, and both of them knew that this wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t anything like that. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yabu?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru asked after a few beats, and Yabu swallowed and found his voice. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu wanted to look away, but he was too afraid of what Hikaru would do if he did, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153lately, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been thinking\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6about you. And us. And I think\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6I like you. I want to be with you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yabu,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru started. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I like<\/i> you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu repeated, more firmly, and his heart jumped into his throat when Hikaru threw down the notebook with a loud slap<\/i>. <\/p>\n
The next thing Yabu knew, Hikaru was pinning him to the arm of the couch, hands tight around his wrists. Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breath caught at the glitter of his eyes. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Are you sure?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru demanded. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yeah,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice shook and he swallowed again, unable to tear his gaze away. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I mean, yes.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You have to be sure, Yabu,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru repeated, but this time Yabu heard it: a tiny crack in Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice, a waver that nobody would have heard except the person who knew Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice inside and out. <\/p>\n
Yabu took a better look at Hikaru and saw it in his eyes as well, the fear and the hope. He also saw the way Hikaru was looking at him, the same intense look Hikaru had when he danced, focused so fiercely that it made the hair on the back of Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck rise. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sure,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu said, meeting Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s gaze, and then he laughed, because he remembered how Inoo had said it, \u00e2\u20ac\u02dchonestly, you two.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You too?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Me too,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru admitted, looking grumpy. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What are you laughing about?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Everybody knew but us.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu shook his head, laughing harder. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Shoon told Inoo we needed taking care of, Ryutarou said you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve always looked like this\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Looked like what?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru asked, tilting his head. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Grown up,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu answered, wishing Hikaru would let go of his wrists so that Yabu could touch him. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Good. You look really, really good.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You too,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru admitted, sounding a little shy. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You grew up too, but I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know when it happened.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You just weren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t looking,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu shrugged with a smile, and then he yanked one of his hands free to wrap in Hikaru\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair and pull him down for a long-overdue kiss. <\/p>\n
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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you mean I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have a solo?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yamada demanded, hands on his hips and eyes narrowed, Yuto lurking nervously at his shoulder. Behind them, Takaki and Arioka were shamelessly eavesdropping and snickering at Yamada not getting his way for once, while Ryutarou was just watching all of them silently. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re doing a duet with Yuto. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s already been decided, Yama-chan,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu said reasonably. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Then un-decide it!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yamada snapped. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re Leader!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153As I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve told you repeatedly,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Yabu rolled his eyes, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I am not<\/i> Leader, and thus do not have the power to appease your whims.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Just then, a weight landed heavily on Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulders, making his breath rush out in a whuff<\/i>. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re doing it all wrong, Yabucchi,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru said, voice close enough to Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ear to make Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s scowl shiver a little. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Leader says you don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have a solo, so suck it up, Yama-chan~.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Yamada eyed them both with derision and announced, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I liked it a lot better when I was the only person fucking somebody in this unit,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d before stomping off. <\/p>\n
Leaving Yabu and Hikaru regarding Yuto calmly, and Yuto turning a furious crimson.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153WHOA!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Takaki exclaimed, gaze swinging from Yamada to Yabu and back again, eyes wide. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Whoa whoa whoa, what?! WHAT?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You are so slow,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ryutarou informed him, while Arioka toppled over onto his side laughing. Inoo just beamed at them knowingly, then tugged out his cell phone and started furiously typing a mail. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Maybe we weren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t the only ones who didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know, Leader,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hikaru chuckled, and he kissed Yabu\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cheek when Yabu only replied that he wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t Leader<\/i>.<\/p>\n
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