It was late when the two of them arrived back at Shishido's apartment from the theatre, Shishido was practically vibrating joy. Ohtori couldn't keep the wide grin off his face. He'd forgotten how much Shishido had loved theatre. He'd have to procure more tickets for future dates since it pleased Shishido so much.

Shishido pounced Ohtori the moment they were inside and kissed him deeply, throwing his arms around Ohtori's neck and standing a bit on tiptoe. "Thank you," he murmured against Ohtori's lips, kissing him again and again.

Ohtori chuckled and rested his hands on Shishido's hips, ducking a bit to make it easier for them to kiss. "Your very welcome," he grinned, kissing back. "Sorry I kept you out so late."

"Like I have something to do tomorrow?" Shishido grinned, kissing Ohtori again. "No more photos until I come back from my break."

"Ah, that's right," Ohtori grinned.

Shishido paused for a second, licking his lips before attacking Ohtori's again. "Do you have somewhere to be tomorrow?"

"Not especially," Ohtori said, holding Shishido tightly. "Why?"

"Stay," Shishido purred into his ear.

"What?" Ohtori asked, pulling away slightly.

"Stay. Tonight," Shishido said, stepping back and looking Ohtori in the eye, "stay with me. Here. Together."

Ohtori frowned, watching Shishido blush slightly before he understood exactly what Shishido was asking. "You want me to stay tonight, eh?" he asked, teasingly. "Where do you want me to sleep? The couch?"

"No!" Shishido snapped, looking away and blushing furiously. "I meant with me. Sleep with me, in my bed."

"Just to sleep?" Ohtori asked teasingly, stepping closer to Shishido to brush hair out of Shishido's blue eyes.

"You know exactly what I'm asking," Shishido sulked.

"Yes, but I want to hear you say it."

Shishido sighed and blushed hotly, "I want you to sleep with me."

Ohtori grinned widely and opened his mouth.

"Fine!" Shishido cried, putting his hands on his hips. "I want you to fuck me. Happy?"

"Same old Ryou," Ohtori teased, kissing the top of Shishido's head. "So demanding and so crass."

"I said sleep with me but you… you… YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!" Shishido yelped, eyes wide.

Ohtori laughed wickedly and pulled a scowling Shishido into his arms and showered kisses on the top of his head. "Sorry, love, but I couldn't help it. You make it too easy to tease you some times."

Shishido huffed and looked away.

"But yes," Ohtori whispered into Shishido's ear, causing the shorter man to shiver, "I'll gladly sleep with you."

Shishido looked up at Ohtori and kissed his chin. "Bedroom. Now."

"Pushy," Ohtori chuckled.

"No, just tired of waiting," Shishido corrected, pulling Ohtori with him into the bedroom.

Ohtori smiled and followed, grabbing Shishido around the waist and pulling him against him. Shishido grinned and pulled Ohtori down to kiss him, running his hands through Ohtori's hair. Sliding his hands up under Shishido's shirt, they pulled away from each other enough to get the shirt off. Ohtori wasn't surprised when Shishido began tugging to get his shirt off as well.

Slowly, Shishido backed up, leading them to the bed as they continued to shed clothes. Ohtori couldn't help watching, still awed by the perfect beauty of Shishido's body. The old scars from tennis had faded to be nearly unnoticeable, but as they lay down on the bed, Ohtori found himself searching Shishido's skin for the old marks that he knew so well.

Shishido chuckled a little as Ohtori delivered soft kisses to each faded mark. "Sentimental," he said fondly, ruffling Ohtori's hair.

"Maybe," Ohtori admitted, kissing one of the scars on Shishido's knee. "But that doesn't mean anything."

Shishido rolled his eyes and pouted at Ohtori, "Come back up here."

"Give me a reason to," Ohtori laughed.

"Choutarou," Shishido growled.

"Ryou," Ohtori teased.

Shishido glared for a few second before Ohtori chuckled and leaned up and kissed Shishido sweetly. Sweet kisses slowly became heated kisses with both Shishido and Ohtori touching each other frantically. They broke away slowly, panting and staring at each other with glazed eyes.

"Choutarou," Shishido began.

"Where?"

"Drawer," Shishido whispered as Ohtori kissed his forehead and leaned over to rummage around in the drawer for lube and condoms. Finding them, Ohtori grinned and kissed Shishido again, reducing the other man to moaning and clutching at him desperately.

"Ryou," Ohtori whispered brushing Shishido's hair out of his eyes, "I love you. You know that, right?"

Shishido smiled and kissed Ohtori quickly, sweetly on the lips. "I love you too," he murmured. "Never stopped."

Ohtori began to reply, but was cut off sharply by the shrill rings of two cell phones. Shishido and Ohtori stared at each other before both of them dived for their pants, grabbing their cell phones answering them at almost the same time.

"Hello?" Ohtori asked, wanting to hit his head against something.

"Ohtori-kun? It's Hideki. Yukari just went into labor."

"Shit," Ohtori whispered. "What hospital?"

"Tokyo Women's Clinic," Hideki said promptly.

"I'll see you in a few minutes," Ohtori said with a sighed, rubbing his eyes.

"Thank you," Hideki said gratefully and hung up.

Sometimes Ohtori hated being the younger sibling. Looking over to Shishido, Ohtori frowned as he saw Shishido clutching his head and whispering furiously into the phone in English.

"Neil, no!" Shishido hissed. "I want…I don't care! Yes, I understand…no, you don't understand! I'm taking a break! …so? No, I seriously don't… Neil! That is none of your business!"

Ohtori frowned and pulled Shishido into his arms, letting the other man leaned back into him. Fate, apparently was against them for tonight.

"Neil, I am going to happily break your skinny little neck when I see you next!" Shishido snapped out angrily. Ohtori kissed Shishido's shoulder in sympathy.

"Neil—" The other phone went off. Shishido turned and stared at it. "I do not fucking believe this."

Ohtori kissed Shishido's cheek. "Want me to get it?"

"Please," Shishido said tiredly, turning back to his conversation with Neil as Ohtori got up to get the other phone.

"Hello?" Ohtori asked.

"Ryou?" a man asked, a note of question in his voice.

"No, this is Ohtori Choutarou. Ryou's on the phone with Neil."

"Tell him to get off with Neil. Neil can have his meltdown by himself. This is important."

"May I ask who this is?"

"Jesse Brooks, his agent."

"Ah, hold on a moment, please," Ohtori said with a sigh. Great, this night just kept getting better and better.

"Neil! It can't be as bad…okay, that is pretty bad, but…NO! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Shishido snapped.

"Ryou?" Ohtori said, holding the phone out. "Jesse Brooks?"

"Oh fuck!" Shishido groaned. "Neil, I'll call you later. Jesse's on the other line. And no, you perv, I will not give you details!" He flipped his phone shut angrily and grabbed the other phone from Ohtori. "What is it, Jesse? …you're shitting me. You said I could…No, I do not…Jesse, please…No, I don't care that it's in the fucking Caribbean!"

Ohtori listened with a sinking heart. This didn't sound good.

"Fine!" Shishido snapped. "Fine, this one, and then I am getting my goddamn break! I want…Yes, I realize I'm under contract. Yes…I know…Right…Three hours, plane ticket will be there…I hope you realize I'm going to bitch and moan and generally make your life a living hell the entire time…Whatever." Shishido hung up and pulled at his hair a bit.

"Yukari is giving birth," Ohtori murmured quietly, kissing Shishido on the temple.

"Emergency with one of my accounts," Shishido said wearily. "The model they were going to use just broke his ankle."

Ohtori winced, "How long?"

"If it's just this shoot, three months."

"If?"

"They generally cram as many shoots as they can before we drop."

"So…?"

"I don't know," Shishido sighed, running a hand through his hair. "The only good thing is that in a year my contract is up and then it's my choice whether or not I want to resign."

Ohtori hugged Shishido tightly. "It's okay, Ryou."

"No, it's not," Shishido grumbled into Ohtori's chest, practically clinging to the other man. "I want to stay here!"

"I want you to, too, but you can't," Ohtori sighed. "Call me when you get there? To let me know you're okay?"

Shishido nodded against Ohtori's chest, still hiding his face, which caused Ohtori to smile.

"It'll be okay."

The End

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