Title: Caught in the Storm

Author: Andy-chan (antimiya88)

Pairings: Sakuraiba / Matsumiya (only mentioned)

Genre: AU, Romance

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Sakurai Sho has just taken his father's position in the company. He always did what his father wanted not daring to speak of his true wishes. He knows that it is planned to get married to a woman he despises. One night, as he was on the way to go and have dinner at her family, he realized that he took the wrong route lost as he was by his thoughts. On top of that, his car broke in the middle of nowhere and the storm caused his phone to have no signal. By chance, he saw a motorcyclist coming the same way and asked for his help. The mysterious driver turned out to be different than Sho had initially thought. Could it be that this was the chance he always sought for and actually live his life the way he wanted or, on the contrary, this would make him realize that some risks should not be taken at all?

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the boys, unfortunately.

“Do you intend to stay here till you finish everything up?” Sho’s secretary and personal friend asked with concern.

He knew well the burden that lied upon the other’s shoulders having taken the place of Sakurai & Co.; one of the most influential and powerful corporations in Japan with subsidiary companies in America and Europe.

Sho, who was hidden behind a pile of documents, sighed. “I don’t have a choice, Jun…”

Jun made a few steps ahead. “I can help you if you want…”

Sho looked up smiling. “No… I don’t want to be the reason Nino-kun will be waiting… I know it’s your 3rd anniversary today. Go and enjoy yourselves. I’m sure Matsumoto Jun has planned everything perfectly!”

Jun patted his friend’s shoulder. “Thank you… but I’m sure if you take things slower no big harm will happen… I’m going then…”

Sho tried to smile in a more convincing way than before till the door closed. He turned around looking at the darkened cloudy sky and sighed deeply. You have no idea how big it will be…

***

Three hours had passed since the conversation with Jun when Sho could finally call it a day. He laughed bitterly. More correctly… night… The clock across the room indicated that it was already ten. He had just stood up and taken his coat in his hand when he heard a thunderous sound outside. He shook his head. A storm?! That’s all I needed for today… How great…

He got in his black Mercedes and drove fast. Tonight he was going to Shinada Ryuhei, one of the most important investors in the company, whose house was located in the outskirts of Tokyo. His father had made it sure to remind him earlier that day that he had to go and have dinner at his house and Sho knew well that that phone call was implying an order that he had to follow, as Sakurai Shun’s heir.

The rain was so heavy that even the windscreen wipers in full speed couldn’t ease his drive at all. “Damn my luck!” He knew well that his fathers had special plans for him – getting married with Shinada’s daughter, Mikako. He had always made his father proud… following each and every wish… he could tell that revealing his preference for men would lead to a war and he wasn’t prepared for such a battle. His father was strict and stuck in his ideas and way of thinking… like a horse wearing blinders. But even if I liked women, I would never come to like this one… so fake… so pretentious… so annoying… he chuckled annoyed.

Lost in his thoughts, Sho didn’t realize that he had chosen the wrong exit of the highway until it was already too late to find a way to go back. Around him there were only trees and no rich mansions. “DAMN!” he cursed out loud when he saw the green label hanging above the street informing him that he was heading towards Chiba.

“Great and there’s no way to come back till I reach there… Why should have ended up like that? Why?” he pressed on the pedal with even more force, hoping that he would be able to make it up on a proper time... His knew his father would have already analyzed to the others how proud he was to have such a hard-working son, taking care of the business so well, being so responsible but from being late for about half an hour to showing up after two hours, there was certainly an important difference.

Despite Sho’s prayers, the weather didn’t seem to want to be cooperative with him… The storm didn’t seem to stop any time soon; on the contrary… minute after minute it was getting stronger. I guess it resembles the way I feel inside… Sho laughed bitterly at his own thought. How pitiful am I…?! Really… Pathetic and coward… that’s all I truly am… Suddenly he heard a sound like a small crack but he paid no attention, focused as he was on the road but after several minutes, the crack sound was heard again and this time even louder.

Sho frowned when he caught with the corner of his eye a red light on his dashboard.  “Don’t tell me it’s coming from the car?!” he mumbled as his knuckles turned white holding the steering wheel tightly as he was. “This certainly cannot be happening!” he mumbled a lot angrier this time as he noticed the light indicator keep flashing persistently and the car start having trouble to move like before. Cursing, he pulled in the side. He tried to call his roadside assistance or his father’s driver but he his phone was out of signal coverage. It’s as if luck has conspired against me… Now I can’t even send a mail to him…

He looked out of his window that was struck by the large raindrops before turning his gaze at the expensive suit he was wearing. There’s not much of a choice… Unless if I want to remain here the whole night… It will be probably nothing… I’m a man after all… I won’t be beaten by a car… With one deep breath, he pressed the small button located down on his left to open the hood. Then, opened the door and tried to see if there was any water missing. The deposit is full… then it’s the engine?! He was bent for a couple of minutes and had already acknowledge that getting his suit wet had gone in vain when he suddenly heard a sound. Could it be a motorcycle…? And it’s coming closer?! He looked up and a sigh of relief escaped from his mouth when he eyes met a motorcycle indeed.

Without giving it a second thought, Sho stepped closer at the road so that he would be visible by the motorcycle’s light and made a signal to the other hoping that he could stop and help him. At least he won’t be accusing me of getting him wet… he thought when he realized the other wore no waterproof on top of his clothes.

The other pulled over in front of Sho’s car. “What’s the matter? You need help?” the driver’s husky voice reached Sho’s ears the moment he got closer. He was wearing a black V-neck shirt along with a black parka on top, its hood covering his hair and dark blue jeans stuck in a pair of quite old black boots that reached halfway his calves.

Sho looked at him frowning a bit but under those circumstances, he knew well that he couldn’t come to be critical over such matters. “I would be grateful if you could help me… please… I really need to be somewhere…”

“Got it!” the other said in a cheerful, rather excitedly, contradicting the image Sho had made based on his choice of clothes. “Girlfriends can be really tough to handle once they’re furious, right? Let’s see if we can help you sleep in your own bed tonight… I’m sure you wish not to spend the night on the sofa… especially if we’re talking about someone like you…” the stranger added fast in a lower voice.

Sho raised his eyebrow. Who does he think he is?! He was ready to defend himself and ask the other not to jump fast in conclusions but he knew he shouldn’t speak when he was in the need of that particular person under these circumstances. “I guess you might be right…” he replied without showing any emotion. “So?! Do you think you can do it?”

The other one muffled a laugh before turning to the engine. Sho had started feeling the cold, hitting his insides being under the rain for so much tie already but kept silent as he let his eyes wander on the other. He was taller than him, having a slim but, from what it seemed, strong body and his facial characteristics could definitely be described as pretty... in fact as too pretty for a man. Sho shook his head at the realization of his own thoughts. What am I even thinking?! Judging only from his clothes and his motorcycle you can tell what kind of person he is… even if he is handsome…

“Hey! Mister!” a voice was heard but Sho showed no trace of ‘waking up’ from his thoughts. “Mister!” the words were repeated making Sho blink a couple of times. The man came closer and the young businessman could distinguish a trace of smirk on his lips. “Am I this interesting to you?” he asked Sho in a mischievous way, gaining a deep blush from the young businessman.

“As if…” Sho snapped at him in a firm way, not wanting to betray his nervousness. “So? Is my car ok?”

“That’s why you were scanning me from head to toe…” the other said chuckling, obviously enjoying the uneasiness he caused to Sho. “I’m sorry but your precious baby over here cannot be fixed like that… From what it seems it’s spoiled and requires special cares…” he added fast without letting Sho protest or say a single word.

“Damn!” Sho cursed loudly while kicking the front right tire with all his might. “And my signal is zero… I will never make it in time… and I can’t even call to let them know…” he whispered, lowering his head, his hand rubbing nervously his forehead.

He was taking deep breaths when, out of the blue, he saw a helmet being given to him. “Put it on!” the man said as he tried to muffle a laugh when he saw Sho’s indecisiveness. “Unless you want to remain wet like that for the rest of the night of course!” he added fast and winked playfully at him.

“You mean will take me to my destination?” Sho asked, his eyes looking at the other full of hope.

“You people always manage to surprise me! Listen… mister rich… I’m neither your damn driver nor your servant… What I offer is a small inn that’s located a few kilometers from here on the road towards Chiba… Whether that or here…Your choice…”

“But how can I be sure that you will take me to that inn?” Sho asked as if his mind decided to remind him only at that very moment that he would be accepting to hop on a complete stranger’s motorcycle in the middle of the night.

“If I was a thief… you would have already left with no money… and if I was a murderer you wouldn’t even be talking to me at the moment… Isn’t that enough for you to be convinced?” the taller man asked in a rather amusing tone. “You’re funny, you know that…?!” he said chuckling as he sat back on his motor turning the engine on. “So?”

Sho gave it a thought for a few seconds and finally took the helmet and put it on his head. He has a point and no matter what I really can’t afford of getting ill… especially when the meeting with the Americans is so close…

“I knew you weren’t only dressed smart… mister rich…” the motorcycle driver said and sat in the front. “C’mon, hop on…” Sho immediately did as he was told. “Make sure you hold on me tightly… I don’t want to see you fall anywhere in the middle of the route!” the other added as he revved up a bit.

“For your information, I have been on a motorcycle again…” Sho mumbled irritated under his breath, not wanting to be heard by the other.

“Not mine though…” the other replied chuckling.

Sho was ready to reply when the abrupt sound of the motorcycle made him fall silent. He could feel the wind hitting on his wet clothes making him feel even colder. The other did have a point when he said that he hadn’t been on his motorcycle. It took Sho only a few minutes to realize that the other was driving… at least crazily fast.

His hands, instinctively, tightened around the other’s slim waist in an attempt to protect himself from the coldness. He didn’t know why but the more he could feel the hotness of the other’s body the more he felt his heart beating fast. There was something strangely relaxing about the other… something that Sho didn’t even want to analyze. Tonight everything feels surreal…

After a twenty-minute ride they finally reached the inn the other had talked about. It was small, certainly for cases in need like he was at the moment. The young driver seemed to take notice of the criticizing way Sho was looking at the building. “I know it’s nothing like Hilton but I guarantee there’s food, a bath and a bed…” Without saying anything else he opened the door, causing the small bell that was placed upon it inside to jingle.

“Mum, I’m home!”

Sho’s eyes bulged. This belonged to his family?! So he offered his help just to get paid?! He was frowning when he saw a tall, beautiful woman coming towards them.

“Masaki! Look how you are! Don’t ask me to cook you chicken soup if you get sick, am I clear?”

“Yes mum! I promise I won’t!” the other one replied rolling his eyes backwards.

“Who might that be?!” the woman asked, having her eyes set on Sho.

“Ah! This richie’s car broke down in the middle off the highway… since he had no signal on his phone and looked that miserable in his expensive yet ruined suit, I thought to bring him here for the night…”

The woman smiled as he approached Sho. “Good evening, Sir. I’m Aiba Yuriko. I hope my son over here didn’t drive you crazy… I know how he can be… especially when someone meets him for the first time… Let me bring you some towels. You need to take a hot bath”

Sho bowed. “Thank you, Madam”

“You too, young man!” Masaki’s mother said looking at her son who had just sneezed. Sho saw the other nodding with his head lowered and found himself smiling. He certainly looks cute like that…

***

“Here you are…” Sho looked at the hot soup served in front of him. He was seated close to a window, dressed in a yukata offered by the inn. “I hope you are warm… I can bring you a blanket if you want…”

Sho smiled shaking slowly his head. “No! I’m fine! The bath was what I needed! Thank you for everything! But I won’t be able to pay you till tomorrow. I don’t have any cash on me…”

“Who spoke of money?! Please enjoy your meal” the woman replied smiling fondly.

Sho looked at her confused. It was the first time he was offering money and the other didn’t want any.

“Don’t look so troubled! Not everyone is thirst for money!” suddenly the other man’s voice was heard from behind.  Sho turned around and saw him wearing a pair of sweatpants along with a grey lightly loose T-shirt while holding a can of beer in his right hand.

“Aiba-san…” he tried to speak when he heard the other bursting into laughs.

“Aiba-san?! Wow! You’re the first that calls me Aiba-san!”

“Well, how am I supposed to call you? We haven’t known each other for more than a few…” he checked the clock on the wall across the room “…hours…”

“At least Aiba-kun?!” the other insisted. “You know -san really makes me feel old… and I don’t want to feel like that yet… I’m only 26 years old!”

“Politeness has nothing to do with age…”

Masaki sat at the other side of the table, his eyes locked on Sho’s, as he leaned closer. “Politeness has nothing to do with words, too! Don’t think that I didn’t catch the way you were looking down at the inn before… criticizing and everything…”

Sho bit his tongue. The other had managed to silence him.

“It’s ok… Richie… don’t look like that… I’ve forgiven you…” Masaki said sipping some of his beer. “Ah! That’s the best!” he exclaimed happily when Sho snapped at him.

“Sakurai Sho”

“What?!” the other asked frowning.

“My name… is Sakurai Sho… not Richie… and I’m honestly sorry for being impolite towards you before…”

The other looked at him without saying anything for a couple of seconds, letting the storm that continued being heavy outside be the only sound hearable. “You mean it?” Masaki asked after a while, his face suddenly changing, making Sho feel even guiltier.

“I do…” Sho replied seriously.

“Then… nice to meet you, Sakurai-kun, I am Aiba Masaki” the other said smiling, raising his beer.

Sho smiled. “Nice to meet you too, Aiba-kun”

“You should hurry up and eat mum’s soup now that’s still hot…” the other said, trying to sound natural, as he managed to cut first the staring contest in which they had both fell for several seconds.

Sho only nodded and started eating the soup. It was the simplest thing he had ever tasted in his life but somehow he could swear that it was also the tastiest one. He looked at the man across him before turning his eyes out of the window, enjoying for the first time the sound of the water droplets fall on the glass. Perhaps this night wasn’t that bad as I firstly thought…

***

Sho opened his eyes and found himself in a room that he didn’t recognize as his own. It took him several minutes to recall all the happenings of last night and frowned when he realized that he felt more relaxed and refreshed than in a long time. He stretched his hands up in the air and walked towards the window to open the curtains and let the sun invade.

The weather was nothing like last night. There was only a gentle breeze. He realized that from where he was he could see not more than a few hundred meters away something that looked like a small port where several boats were in a row. Perhaps it’s a repair station?! Curiously, he opened the window and stepped onto the small balcony.

“I don’t see any big harm… It’s just a bit scratched at the prow over here… I will need around a week because there are two more boats awaiting for me… I’ll try to hurry up though! Is that ok?”

Sho recognized the voice. It was Aiba Masaki. Soon, he saw two silhouettes, him and an old man around his early sixties coming from behind a small boat. 

“It’s ok, Masaki-kun. Thankfully, I had a good catch the last time and I can survive one week! I know you’ll do your best!”

Masaki smiled widely, patting slightly the older man’s shoulder. “I’ll try to finish it as soon as possible! Don’t worry, Yamakuro-san!”

Sho saw the old man leaving and Masaki walking to a red painted boat at his left, looking at it closely. He was wearing a pair of weird, dark blue, buggy pair of trousers, stuck in tall, black galoshes and a grey tank top. Sho couldn’t count how many minutes had passed by, but all he could do was to stare at the other man working. Last night he had thought of him as someone who could fit in the description of a hoodlum, a delinquent… he had everything… the attitude… the style… the bike… yet this morning he could see the intense gaze with which he was working… already sweating under the sun. He sighed. I always tend to judge people so fast… Sometimes I can’t help but think whether I can call myself clever or not…

“As much as I feel flattered having you staring at me like that all the time, I think you should hurry and have breakfast! Mum won’t wait for you forever you know! You’re neither tired nor wet at the moment!” Suddenly a voice took him out of his thoughts.

He blushed when he realized that the other had come to stand right under his balcony while wiping the smudges from his hands. Sho could swear that there was a smirk written all over the other’s face.

“I didn’t mean to…”

Masaki muffled a laugh. “I know… I know! So why don’t you go and eat your breakfast like a good kid and then come here? I’ll let you watch since you found it that fascinating!”

Sho was ready to oppose but to his relief and disappointment in the same time, he saw the other going back to the boat. “I guess I can go afterwards… I mean… he invited me…” he mumbled to himself in order to justify the excitement he felt inside.

***

“You are fast!” Masaki said loudly without turning around as he heard footsteps coming from behind.

“I guess I was hungry…” Sho muttered in the best neutral tone, he could pull off at the moment.

“…Or eager to see me…” Masaki mumbled and burst into laughs when he saw the expression on Sho’s face.  “I’m just kidding, Sakurai-kun! By the way, you look good in my clothes! I hope they are not too tight… I mean I’m slimmer than you…” he added fast to change subject. Sho was wearing a pair of buggy light blue jeans and a parka over a T-shirt.

“No! They’re fine! Your mum was kind enough to give them to me…”

“Of course she would! You couldn’t go around wearing a yukata!” Masaki replied casually as he took the hummer in his hand and started working on the boat.

“So, you repair boats?!” Sho asked, feeling stupid since he asked the obvious but he couldn’t help himself. The other was making him feel strangely nervous.

“I’m sure you got disappointed, right? I’m sorry to have crashed down the image of being some lazy motorcyclist who doesn’t do anything else but wasting his life without purpose completely!”

“I never thought of that…”

“You did… but I don’t judge… It’s how people usually think of me anyway…” Masaki said and sighed. “Those rules of society, made by society itself really suck…” Sho said nothing and just lowered his head. “You didn’t hurt my feelings! Honestly!” Masaki continued. “I just happen to enjoy life! I won’t deny it! I love riding my bike fast, I love going clubbing, having drinks, meeting people…” Sho could swear that he felt a small pinch at his heart at the hearing of the last phrase but tried to ignore the feeling. “But that doesn’t necessarily make me some kind of loser… I earn my own money!”

Sho could hear some bitterness in the other’s voice and saw him lean closer to the boat. Not desiring to say anything else. He did the same and limited himself to just watching.
---

“Masaki is a very proud person! Once he finished high school he announced that he would continue his father’s work… he denied going to college saying that he wasn’t clever enough to go to one but I know it well… he felt that he had to pay me back… That boy… He wanted to take the responsibility of the two of us since he was the ‘man’ in our family…” Masaki’s mother sighed as she refilled Sho’s cup with coffee. “Despite going out and sometimes not returning back home till morning, I have no complaint… he’s a really good son…”

“I’m sure he is…” Sho mumbled and sipped some of his coffee.
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“Do you have any time before going back to your golden palace?” Masaki asked yet no answer came from the other who was obviously lost in his own thoughts. Sighing, he came closer and leaned so that their faces were only a few inches apart. “Sakurai-kun! I’m talking to you! Do you have spare time at all? I finished for now…” he repeated his question, this time slower.

Sho looked deeply in Masaki’s eyes and blushed when he realized how close they were. “I guess…”

“Great!” the taller man said excitedly. “Wait for me by the fireplace! I’ll just take a quick shower and I’ll be back in a minute!”

***

Sho cursed when he felt his phone ringing for the nth time that morning. He had put in mute yet he could see the number of his father’s missed calls. What the hell do you want now?! He picked it up knowing that it was the only way to get rid of him.

“Yes, father…”

“Yes, father! That’s what you have to tell me?! Not only did you miss such an important dinner last night you decide to continue your adventure till today! Could you tell me why the hell you are still there, enjoying your little vacation?”

“It’s not like there’s work! I finished everything last night!” Sho replied in a louder tone than he initially intended to.

“You dare to talk back at me young man?! Mikako-san was upset last night!”

“I’m sure she was! She’s so desperate to become Mrs. Sakurai! She needs something to brag of to her friends!” Sho said in a mocking way.

“Listen to me, Sho! I don’t care what you think of Mikako-san… You’ll get married with her! Think of it as a contract!”

“Father do you even listen to yourself?! You’re calling my marriage a contract! We’re not living back in the nineteenth century where marriages were arranged to bring profit!”

“Business will always remain business! The driver will come and pick you up in two hours. You will change into the suit he’ll bring you and then you’ll have lunch with Mikako-san. I have made reservation at ‘Casa Primera’. End of discussion!”

Sho was left speechless when he heard the beeps in his ear. His father had hung up on him. “Now I’m obliged to have lunch with her?!” he asked himself, holding his phone tightly.

“I guess rich people have their issues as well, huh?!” Masaki’s voice was heard from behind.

“I…”

“Do you still have some time?” Masaki asked in a serious tone.

“Yes” Sho whispered and caught the helmet that was thrown to him.

“Good! Then come, I want to show you something!” Without waiting another minute, Masaki walked out of the main entrance of the inn and headed to his motorcycle. “Hop on!”

Sho did as he was told and found himself hugging the other tightly once again as they were heading south. He thought that last night the ride was fast but this one proved to be hell itself. Though he couldn’t deny that a part of him enjoyed it… that way he had the chance to feel the other’s hotness.

After almost twenty minutes, they reached a small beach. There was no one around. Only a few rocks at their right. The weather reminded him almost that of a summer and Sho inhaled deeply letting the saltiness of the air fill his nostrils.

“My dad used to bring me here. He said it was the only place where he could empty his mind… Back then, I couldn’t understand what he meant but as I grew older, I knew he was right… I thought to bring you here, since you got stuck in Chiba by chance! You did look like you needed it!” Masaki said as he walked on the sand.

Sho followed the other and sat next to him. “I can already feel its impact…” he murmured, his gaze following the horizon all the way, till the blue of the sea was mixed with that of the sea. Almost half an hour had passed by in a comfortable silence. Sho’s lips formed a soft smile. For the first time in his life, he felt peaceful… as if all the anxiety and problems had vanished.

“Thank you…” he mumbled suddenly, breaking the silence between the two.

Masaki smiled. “I did nothing…”

“You did” Sho replied seriously. “You helped me forget how fucked up my life is… It’s the first time I could close my eyes and enjoy the sound of the water splashing on the rocks… do something else than dealing with my father… I could actually remember that there’s life…”

“You spoke up to him on the phone before…” the taller man said without turning his head to Sho’s side.

Sho lowered his. “It was the first time and I honestly don’t know what got into me. I usually let him say whatever he wants and only agree. It causes less headaches.,,”

“So… you’re this type…” Masaki mumbled as he let his back fall on the sand. “But isn’t it tough?! To have to get married to some woman that, from what I got, you can’t stand? And what is more when you’re not into women in the first place?!”

“What?! I…” Sho tried to find the proper words to deny what Masaki had just said to him but nothing seemed proper enough.

“It’s not like I judge you… We’re on the same team… only that my mum never refused to see the real me…”

“You’re making a mistake here…”

“So you want to tell me that you weren’t checking on me last night and this morning?” Masaki sat up again this time leaning closer to Sho. “Because I’m not blind, Sakurai-kun… I know when someone likes me or not… and you were pretty obvious you know…”

Sho gulped feeling the other’s hot breath hitting his face from such a close distance. “Even if I prefer men as you said… how… can you be so sure that I was looking at you that way?” he spoke fast, wanting to avoid the knot that seemed to have been stuck in his throat. It was his first time being hit on like that and he felt both thrilled and scared.

He gasped when he felt Masaki’s fingers trace feather-like his left cheek. “I can because I was looking at you as well… you may be rich and way too different… but…” Sho thought he would get burnt by the intensity of Masaki’s eyes as he looked straight at him. “…you are handsome, Sakurai-kun… really handsome and sexy…”

“Please…” Sho muttered, his heart beating crazily in his chest.

“You just miss one thing, Sakurai-kun… You’re not honest…” Masaki whispered.

It wasn’t in his intentions to flirt so openly with the other but feeling him this close made him throw away all his barriers. He was more into living the moment and feeling the pain rather than letting it go to be safe and then regretting it.

This person sitting next to him wasn’t just a spoiled rich guy he thought at first… he was a lot more… he could see the sadness and the will to live… to actually live freely even if he was afraid to take the risk. He somehow reminded him of himself… when he had to decide what he was supposed to do with his life.

“But…” Sho tried to speak again but this time his voice was heard trembling. It was more than obvious that the other was nervous and Masaki couldn’t help but find it cute. You are making it even more difficult for me, Sakurai Sho…

“Just let yourself go for once, Sho… and do what you really wish to…” Masaki whispered again, his lips ghosting on Sho’s ones. “We both know what you really want, Sho…”

Sho knew that he shouldn’t. The other had told him that he liked to meet new people. He could tell that the other knew the game well yet… he could swear that there was something in Masaki’s eyes; something that told him that the other wasn’t simply playing with him. He tried to fight back his body but the more he stared at the other the more it felt as if it was above his powers. His tongue brushed his lower lip as his eyes locked on the Masaki’s half opened and so tempting mouth. Screw everything…

Before Masaki could understand what was happening he felt a hand grabbing his nape to bring him closer and a pair of lips claiming his forcefully. Immediately, he opened his lips welcoming Sho’s tongue in his mouth and let his hands wrap around the latter’s neck. He had been desiring to kiss the other since last night when he saw the blissful expression of his when he was tasting his mother’s soup. He moaned softly when he felt the other moving a bit so that he was slowly pushed on his back so that he lied on the sand. He knew that it might be wrong… that he might never meet him again… but he also knew that it had never felt more right. 

After several minutes, Sho broke the kiss, panting. “Would you laugh at my face if I told you that I like you and I want to see you again?”

Masaki tried to ease his fast breathing as well as he brushed his hands through Sho’s hair. “No… because I would say the very same thing…”

“But…” Sho mumbled, biting his lower lip. It was obvious that he felt confused.

“Why don’t you stop thinking? Not all things that happen in life should be rational…”

“I…”

“We might be nothing alike and under normal circumstances we would never meet… I’m neither blind nor stupid… but the thing is that we met and we like each other… I tried to convince myself for the opposite… but the more I had you by my side while working earlier this morning, the more I knew I enjoyed it… So, why don’t we let things flow on their own and see where they take us? I’m not afraid of risks…”

Sho stared at the other for a few seconds without saying anything. Would it be so bad for once to choose his life over his father’s expectations? And this man underneath him was so different… from another world… yet he didn’t want to let him go… his insides were screaming to live… to feel… to enjoy… But still… Was that the wisest thing?

Abruptly, Masaki turned them around so that he was on top of Sho. “I also forgot to say something” Sho looked at him frowning. “I don’t take no for an answer…” Masaki said mischievously and crushed their lips once again.

Sho smiled at the kiss and answered it in the same intensity. It might be wrong but he had made up his mind. He was willing for once to take the risk even if it meant loss and pain in the end.






TO BE CONTINUED…

A.N. Minna surprise!!! Here I am with another small fic! ^_^ Tbh, this started for being the present for Sho's bday, then continued as a Valentine Day's fic and ended up as nothing special since I am sooooo late! XP
Anyway... As you probably figured it out already, I do have a thing for Sho as a CEO but... he looks hot in suits! xD As for Aiba, I happened to see the photoshoot with him riding that motorcycle on Twitter again and couldn't hold back... I needed sexy Aiba! ;) I didn't make him a delinquent but they do come from different backrounds, ne?! Who knows... that might cause some problems...?! We'll see! :P The rating though will remain PG-13! :D

Next part will be up in a week! ^_^


I really hope you enjoyed it and as always your comments are <333!!!