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It was common knowledge that Fukuzawa Yukichi was the heart throb of the school. He was athletic, incredibly handsome, and His quietness complemented his mysterious aura. Not to mention he was notoriously known for having a soft spot for cats. He’s was very popular amongst the girls at school and the boys hated him for it.
It didn’t help that the guy students usually mistook his silence for him being stuck up, the only person he ever seemed to talk to was his childhood friend Fukuchi. none of the boys would ever confront him about his behavior of course, because they’re to intermediated to. Despite him being admired by the girls, he's never dated anyone before. Any girl that asked him out would be softly let down. His excuse would always be that he just wasn’t interested in dating. But the girls usually thought that it added to his lone wolf persona.
Even though he never dated, it didn’t stop girls from fawning over him. even going so far as to go to the school pool, to watch him swim during PE. One day however he wasn’t in the line up to swim and the handful of girls there to watch him were left sulking.
“it’s really hot out here...where is?” A blonde student whined. “Oh I see him, he’s over there with the coach!” Another girl said as she gestured to where the two were talking. They watched on as Fukuzawa says something that puts a annoyed look on the teachers face. The coach motions to the back of the changing room building, and the start their walking behind it to have their conversation elsewhere.
“Okay now I’m curious...” one of the girls says as she gets up to follow them. “Amaya where are you going?” The blonde girl asked. “You’re gonna get in trouble...” a monotone voiced girl commented. “Calm down, if they see me I’ll just say I have a question for the coach.” Amaya says as she walks off towards the building. Once there She peeks around the corner and sees the two talking.
“I already told you I’ll swim but I don’t want to take my shirt off...” Fukuzawa said, looking like he to was starting to get impatient. “and why exactly is that, it’s never Ben a problem before.” The coach barked. Nakamura sensei is notoriously known for being a hard ass. so when male students don’t want to take they’re shirts off during swimming, he usually tells them to get over it.
Fukuzawa sighs and settles the man with a leveling look. “If I show you why, will you please not say anything ?”
The coach, unaffected by the look, thought over the request for a second. before scoffing and grumbling out a “fine.”
Fukuzawa hesitates for a moment. But Then takes off his shirt, and turns around. From where She was standing Amaya could see angry red scratch marks all round his back. The teacher and The girl both had matching incredulous looks on they’re faces. There was a beat of silence that seemed to go on for a while as the teacher and girl processed the implications the marks had.
Fukuzawa starting to put his shirt back on seemed to snap the two out of it, and Amayas first thought was to clumsily pull out her. Panicking, she hurriedly took a picture and fled the scene.
“So can I keep on, please?” Fukuzawa asked with a slight attitude. He wasn’t the type to get annoyed quickly but he didn’t really want to deal with this.
The teacher looked at him for a minute before mumbling “fine you can leave your shirt on.” Fukuzawa hums and starts walking back to the pool, when nakamura stops him.
“listen kid you’ve got a good head on your shoulders, and to be frank I’d hate to see you mess up your life by knocking someone up.” The teacher says sternly as he folds his arms. Fukuzawa looks like he wants to die.
“Coach I Promise, you don’t have to worry about anything, there’s no possible way I’m going to get anyone pregnant.” Fukuzawa says with a sigh, really not wanting to have this conversation. “Mm that’s what a lot of students say, look just be careful alright.” Fukuzawa nods and they both make their way back.
‘I think this has Been one of the most interesting weeks in the school year.’ The black haired man thinks with a wide amused smile. Walking through the halls to the nurses office, he could feel the heavy atmosphere around him. The most interesting rumor has Ben spreading throughout the school about a certain silver haired student, and the other students are in a absolute tizzy about it. Even now he could see girls whispering and giving each other suspicious glares. The tensions so thick you could cut it with scalpel. It’s a known fact in physiology that people desire what they can’t have, so it’s no wonder the girls are upset that someone finally got with the man that turned every girl down
Each one of them had the same question on their minds ‘who is it??? Whose the lucky girl that got to sleep with the schools infamous silver fox?’ The guys of the school sit back terrified as the girls throw around nasty insults and accusations, fueled by jealousy. Yesterday Two girls got into a honest to god cat fight, and to put it simply it’s all fucking hilarious.
Once the black haired student got to the nurses office, he opens the door and finds his friend waiting there for him. He walks Into the office, that might as well be his own, and shuts the door behind him.
“I figured you were Eating lunch here again, mori.” The ginger says as she looks up from the book she was reading.
Mori notices a cup of tea next to her and a empty food container in the trash, concluding that she must’ve eaten her lunch in here.
“The lunch rooms are way too loud for my liking, you can hardly hear yourself think in there.” He says sitting his own lunch on the counter, and Opens it.
“You know, you’re probably in this office more than the actual nurse is.” Ozaki commented. Mori sits down and starts stirring up his noodles.
“Well it’s not exactly a secret that she hardly does her job, that’s why I’m her ‘‘assistant’’ after all.” Mori said putting air quotes around assistant. He then reaches over and turns on the radio, turning down the volume slightly.
She scoffs “please everyone here thinks of you more as the school nurse, than they do her.”
“True.” He says with a mouth full of ramen. Ozaki looked at him displeasingly. but doesn’t say anything, trying to heed his request for her not to “nag him” so much.
They sit In comfortable silence for a while. ozaki reading her book, and mori eating his food. The only sound coming from the radio, before mori says something again. “So is there any particular reason your here? you usually spend lunch with your friends, and only come in here to scold me for something.” Mori asks conversationally, but he says the last part with pout.
ozaki looks at him the same way a mother would with a misbehaving child “I wouldn’t have to lecture you, if you didn’t get yourself in trouble so often.” moris pout becomes more prominent.
“I mainly came in here because, I could choke on the tension in the lunch room....” Koyo continues with a disapproving voice.
He hums. “Yea the air between the girls is kind of......intense at the moment .” Mori says with a smirk.
“ I can’t believe the girls at this school are about to tear each other apart over something so stupid.” She says hopelessly. Mori perked his head up.
“What, don’t you want to know who the girl that finally pegged Fukuzawa Is?” mori asks. as his smirk widens. Ozaki looks at him with a unamused face.
“Just kidding I know you only have eyes for that boyfriend of yours.” Mori commented while carelessly waving his fork around.
“I honestly think it’s entertaining that the girls are getting so hung over something so little.” He says smiling. “it’s not like he’d date any of them anyway...I really don’t get it.” mori continues with a sigh.
Ozaki looked at him and smirked “my is that a hint of jealousy I hear?” She says as she lifts the cup she’s Been drinking from, and takes a sip.
Mori pauses “and why exactly would I be jealous?” He asks with a raised eyebrow.
“Just because he’s popular, doesn’t mean you have to be jealous.” She states, putting down the cup and covers her mouth with her sleeve. trying to Hide her amused smirk. It was moris turn to give Her a unimpressed look.
“Well it’s true, it seems like every time something good happens to him you get bitter about it.” She lectures, lowering her sleeve.
“Thats because he’s a bastard that doesn’t deserve anything nice.” Mori says simply, like he's stating the obvious. Koyo sighs.
“I’ll never understand why you two hate each other so much, hell the only time anyones heard Fukuzawa so much as raise his voice is when he’s fighting with you....” She trails off when she sees mori smirking pridefully.
“Well I don’t understand why all the guys are so scared of him, he’s nothing more than a short tempered child.”
“Mori he Gave you a black eye first year.” Ozaki interrupted.
“see! short tempered child!” Mori exclaims.
She pinches the bridge of her nose. “Well at least you two have calmed down over the years, I can’t remember the last time you both got into a fist fight...” Mori hums in agreement before the bell rings.
Ozaki suddenly feels less relaxed. Even though mori was tough to deal with at times he was her friend and she enjoys his company. she was glad she had somewhere to go when things around the school got rough. “looks like it’s back to the fray...” Ozaki says regretfully. “Good luck.” Mori says with a smile as She collects her things And goes to her next class.
tackling someone into the bathroom isn’t the most normal way to tell a friend you need to talk to them, but nevertheless that’s the way Fukuchi decided to do it.
“What are you-“
Fukuzawa asked but was interrupted by a particularly hard shove.
“SHH!” Fukuchi hissed out as he all but dragged Fukuzawa into the bathroom.
Once there Fukuchi looked around to see if anyone else was in the bathroom.
“Fukuchi what the hell are you-?”
“Why didn’t you tell me!?” He turned around and exclaimed in his usual dramatic way.
“Tell you wha-?”
“I’ve known you since we were kids, how could you not tell me!?”
“TELL YOU WHAT!?” Fukuzawa wasn’t a fan of yelling, but it’s usually the only way to get him to listen when he’s like this.
“YOU HAD YOUR FIRST TIME AND DIDN'T TELL ME!” Fukuchi all but sobbed.
“W-wait what??” Fukuzawa stammered, completely lost.
“Don’t act all innocent, everyone in school’s talking about it!” He makes a over the top hand jester.
“Okay calm down and start from the beginning.” Fukuzawas calm way of speaking usually serves well at relaxing his friends over the top personality and nows no different, though he does still look upset.
“A girl took a picture of your back and it had scratches all over it.” Fukuchi said accusingly.
Fukuchi notices fukuzawas eyes widened.
“Yea exactly that’s what I thought, nothing to say!”
There was a long moment of silence, and staring before Fukuchi eventually sighed.
“Man I know you like to keep to yourself but you’re like my best friend, it kinda sucks that you wouldn’t tell me about something like this.” He complained. Like usual His personality can go from overreacting, to reasonable within a second.
“...So whose the girl?” Fukuchi asks with a smug smile.
Fukuzawa doesn’t say anything and continues to stare for a minute.
“ARE YOU NOT GOING TO TELL ME-???!!” Fukuchi sobs out. He looks like he's about to rant more but Fukuzawa cuts him off.
“Fukuchi listen there’s no girl.” He says calmly.
“WHA-??” Fukuzawa outright puts a hand over His mouth.
“I’ll explain, but you have to promise you’ll be quite and listen.”
There was a pause.
“...........mmmmphh.” He hums and Fukuzawa assumed that was a ‘okay’. He lowers his hand from fukuchis mouth and starts explaining.
“Okay so you know that alley way behind the school that I always walk through?”
“The one that I always say you’re gonna get kidnaped in?”
“Yes that one.” Fukuzawa says with a eye roll
“Well Monday, on my way to school, I saw a baby kitten...” he continues
“..Oh my god..”
“Let me finish, naturally I picked it up and started petting it. then I heard hissing Behind me..”
There was another pause
“And?”
“It was the mother cat. She attacked me from behind, and scratched my back up...” Fukuzawa says with a mumble, looking away.
“.......”
“..........”
“Y....you’re kidding right?”
“No that’s what happen-.”
“DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH THE GIRLS WANT TO KILL EACH OTHER OVER THIS WHOLE THING???!!”
“Oh come on it can’t be that bad-.”
“Dude every girl in the school has Been on a hunt to find out which Chick got to sleep with you!”
“......” Fukuzawa thought on this.
“..I did think the schools Ben a bit tense lately...”
“YEA!” Fukuchi yelled, then lets out a long exasperated sigh “I swear your hopeless..”
fukuzawa scowls. “Well I didn’t think that it would’ve Been over something so dumb, forgive me for having faith in the students here.” He grumbles, crossing his arms and closes his eyes.
Fukuchi looks at him then sighs again, this time a lot less dramatically.
“I think it’s just that you underestimate how much the girls here want to get with you..” Fukuchi mumbled under his breath.
“What?” Fukuzawa asked opening his eyes.
“Nothing.....so do you think the other students will believe you, I mean everyone knows about your obsession with cats-.”
“Hey.”
“But still some people might not believe it.” He says with a little concern.
“Well those people can go and talk to mori. I went straight to his office after it happened, I was even late to class because of it.” Fukuzawa said sounding like he didn’t really care about what the other students thought.
“Wait you went to *mori* to patch you up?” Fukuchi asks incredulously.
“I may hate him but he’s good at what he does, he said the marks should be gone Soon.” Fukuzawa explained, unfolding his arms.
“I don’t really like that asshole being your alibi, he’ll probably lie to get more shit started.” Fukuchi says as he checks his watch. He makes a face and starts walking to the door.
“Class is about to start, You coming?” He asked
Fukuzawa nods and follows him.
“Well if he does try and start anything, I’ll deal with him.” Fukuzawa says seriously.
“You’ve two haven’t Ben fighting a lot recently, at least not physically fighting. I’d be a shame if he fucked it up by running his mouth...” Fukuchi says smugly, and Fukuzawa hums agreeing.
“I told my last teacher I had to go to the nurse, and was on the way to see mori before you ambushed me.” Fukuzawa said giving his friend a look.
”hehe sorry about that.” Fukuchi chucked nervously, while rubbing his neck.
Fukuzawa sighed “it’s fine just try not to do it again, my back’s still kind of sore.”
“Yea I’ll try not to.” He said with a smile, kind of feeling bad.
“Welp I’ll let you go see doctor dougebag to get your back fixed up.” Fukuchi says chuckling a little at his childish nickname for mori.
“Alright, I’ll see you later.” Fukuzawa says as he waves slightly.
“LATER!” Fukuchi exclaims.
Now that fukuzawa knows about the rumors he suddenly becomes aware of people looking at him and whispering. Usually he blocks out his fellow students, that’s probably why he hadn’t noticed before, but now he can’t help but pay attention to them. Fukuzawa closes his eyes and sighs heavily “I’m going to kill mori for this...” He mutters under his breath, as he walks down the halls.
“Well if it isn’t the man of the hour.” Mori says when he sees the man walk through the door.
The only response Fukuzawa gives is a glare as he walks into the office.
“My someone’s in a bad mood, I wonder why?” He says smirking, as he starts looking through the cabinets to gather the things he needs.
“I wonder, it couldn’t be because of all the people breathing down my neck.” Fukuzawa says, sitting down on the patient table and starts taking his shirt off.
“Hm~? but there’s no such thing as bad attention y’know?” Mori comments in his usual cheery tone, but Fukuzawa can still see the mischievous look in his eyes.
Fukuzawa scoffs and closes his eyes “Easy for you to say, Just shut up and doctor my wounds already.”
“*sigh* you’re no fun...as usual.” Mori says, pouting as he walks behind fukuzawa With a bottle alcohol, a cotton ball, and some cream. He sits the items next to him, and was prepared to start.
Mori looks at his back and pauses, noticing how the red marks make a lovely contrast with fukuzawas Tan skin. He couldn’t help but remember making them a few days ago. Recalling how The overwhelming sensation took over him, and with it a powerful desire to dig his nails into something. Mori licks his lips, then smiles slightly. After a moment he raises his hand to slowly trace over a particularly red mark.
“What are you doing?” Fukuzawa Asked.
“Just....admiring..” he responds wistfully.
“admiring your handy work you mean?” Fukuzawa asks, Feeling annoyed.
“Yep.” mori whispers smugly as he brings his face closer and kisses one of the marks close to fukuzawas shoulder blades.
Fukuzawa however was having none of that.
“Knock it off, I’m still Pissed off at you.” He snaps
mori pulls away with a frown. “Oh my god, are you really gonna be mad about this?” Mori asked, sounding like fukuzawa was being ridiculous.
“Yes.mori. the girls are about to kill each other over this, and I told you not to leave any fucking marks.” Fukuzawa says with a tone that would’ve made anyone else back down by now.
Mori just rolls his eyes. “oh please, It’s not my fault half of the girls here are shallower than a puddle. And when does me telling you not to leave any marks, ever stop you from giving me hickies? I look like I’ve Ben beaten sometimes!” Mori exclaims.
‘Why do I have to get involved with the dramatic ones?’ Fukuzawa think irritatingly.
He then takes a breath, and lets it out. “One you hardly ever ask me not to leave marks on you, two You can easily cover up those with make up. you can’t really cover these mori.” Fukuzawa says raising his voice a little, really getting annoyed that he has to explain this.
“Well maybe you should’ve Been more careful, and watched who was around when you took your shirt off.” He says with a air of finality, acting like he’s won the argument. He then Picks up the cotton ball and starts dousing it with alcohol.
Fukuzawa opens his mouth to fucking prove him wrong, but infuriatingly enough he couldn’t think of a good comeback. so he simply closes it after growling out a “fuck you...”
Fukuzawa meant that as a way of saying “we’re done talking” but mori being the annoying bastard he is doesn’t stop. he also abruptly starts applying the alcohol, and fukuzawa knows it’s meant as a spiteful ‘fuck you too’.
“...Besides can you really blame me for getting a little carried away last time..?” Mori continued
‘Oh god.....’ fukuzawa thought.
“After all, we hadn’t done anything in a while, so last time was particularly......good for a lack of a better word.” Mori says coyly.
“That hardly gives you a excuse to claw up my back” fukuzawa argued.
“Doesn’t it though? I mean when you’re fucking me as thoroughly as you were, I couldn’t really help myself.” Moris voice took on a teasing drawl That fukuzawa immediately recognizes.
‘It’s The same tone he uses when he’s trying to get what he wants, and he has a pretty good idea what that is.’ He thinks, narrowing his eyes.
“Don’t act like your sorry about it, the very fact that your so hard up right now is because you like the idea of people knowing about your marks on me.” Fukuzawa deflected, trying to keep the upper hand here.
“Wha- excuse me, I have no idea what your talking about!” Mori said sounding offended. but fukuzawa knew better. He just didn’t know how to respond to his seduction not working, let alone being called out on it.
“And don’t think I haven’t noticed you walking around the school like you know something everyone else doesn’t.” Fukuzawa accused.
“I’ve Been wondering what the hell you’ve Been up too; I should’ve known that it had something to do with the scratches.” He continued, covering his eyes because he was starting to get a headache.
“To be fair, I usually know things that the students here don’t.” Mori states smugly.
“And you can’t get mad at me for thinking it’s funny as hell that girls are ready to kill each other. but little do they know the person that’s actually responsible is walking down the halls watching it all go down, without a care in the world. it’s hilarious!” He continues with a self serving grin.
‘This bastard really does love causing problems for everyone...’ fukuzawa thinks unbelievably.
“So your saying you get a kick out of being the cause of all this shit...?”
“Pretty much.” Mori says like there’s nothing wrong with that.
“......I hate you.” Fukuzawa says hopelessly.
Mori simply hummed in acknowledgement.
“Speaking of the other students, what did you tell Sargent loud mouth about the scratches?” Mori asked with a smirk, thinking his kickname for Fukuchi was amusing.
Fukuzawa let out a heavy sigh “I told you to stop calling him that, and how did you know I talked to him anyway?” he said, and mori has the nerve to fucking pout.
“You don’t scold him when he calls me names, and don’t say he doesn’t because you know he does.” Mori complained, sounding like a brat.
“And I simply guessed that you talked to him.” He continued, voice going back to normal.
‘Unfortunately this brat happens to be the most observant person I know....and that can be a REAL pain in the ass sometimes.’ Fukuzawa thinks regretfully.
...A beat of silence...
“I told him a cat scratched me up on my way to school on Monday, and that I came to see you afterwards...” fukuzawa says finally.
“Pfff!”
Mori starts laughing. “.......And he believed you?” He asks, chuckling.
“Yes he did.” Fukuzawa says glaring over his shoulder, as mori continues to chuckle.
They stay like that for a minute before mori speaks again. “Hehehe.....*sigh*....y’know that is pretty believable, considering your obsession with cats-“
“It’s not a obsession.” Fukuzawa interrupts, but was Ignored.
“I just find the image of you getting attacked by one funny.” He says chuckling a little more.
Mori was finished with the alcohol, and sets the cotton ball down. He decides to give it a minute before applying the cream.
“now that I think about it, that was a pretty good lie to come up with on the spot like that. I can actually see the students buying it.” Mori comments, walking in front of fukuzawa and crosses his arms. “And you were in here that day....” He continues, in a suggestive tone.
Mori chuckles again, but it was lower this time. “.....I’m starting to think I’m a bad influence on you.” He says, not sounding the least bit sorry for it.
Moro was slightly looking down at fukuzawa from where he was standing, and he looked more smug because of it. This of course got on fukuzawas nerves, and he suddenly got a strong urge to knock mori down a peg.
“Yea well, it’ll be even more believable once you back it up as my alibi.” Fukuzawa says with a low voice, looking mori in the eyes.
“Oh will I?” Mori asked coyly, starting sound bratty again.
He figured mori would be difficult about this. Over all the years they’ve known each other moris never passed up a opportunity to make fukuzawas life harder, and nows no different. But he’s had the walk from the bathroom to here, to come up with a way to “convince” mori to cooperate. fukuzawa can’t deny that some of moris conniving nature has rubbed off on him; at least a little bit.
“Yes you will.” fukuzawa says simply, as he grabs moris hips and swiftly pulls him down.
Despite the noise of protest, mori still allows himself to be positioned in fukuzawas lap. His hands rests on moris hips, and youngest raises his eyebrow.
“Hm~? i thought you were pissed off at me?” Mori asked with a smile resembling a devious cats.
“Can’t I show some gratitude for you being such a helpful doctor?” He questioned innocently. Mori met fukuzawas calm silver-blue eyes with a amused sneer.
“Cute, you just want me to cover your ass. all I would have to do is deny that you came to my office, and you’d be looking awfully suspicious. after all you were late to class on Monday~.” Mori says haughtily. Fukuzawas eyes narrow, and he decides to put a end to this game.
He takes one of his hands off moris side and grabs the back of his jet black hair, pulling him close.
“Considering you’re the reason I’m in this mess, I figured you’d be more than happy to help.” Fukuzawas growls in his ear. his hand on moris hip tightens slightly, almost possessively. “..besides, I can think of better things we can be doing other than arguing..” Fukuzawa continues, seeming to know exactly what to do. Mori put up a convincing unaffected act, but fukuzawa could feel the slight Shiver that ran through his body from having fukuzawas breath on his still sensitive neck.
He knew mori could feel him smirking against his ear, and the smaller man made A irritated noise because of it. Fukuzawa however took this as a sign that the plan was working. mori may know what he’s up too, but it doesn’t really matter if it’s still effective.
If fukuzawa made the outcome of mori giving in to what he wants, more rewarding than the satisfaction mori would get from being difficult; then he would logically pick the former.
Under normal circumstances this would be reversed, with mori using this way of thinking to seduce fukuzawa into doing something. He had to admit it was nice being on this side of things for a change. Fukuzawa feels a sudden wave of confidence, causing his smirk to widen.
He looked up at mori from where he was sitting, and saw that mori was giving him a half hearted glare. “You’re not playing fair you know that...?” Mori complained, pouting again.
‘he’s kind of cute when he’s like this...’ he thinks almost fondly. Fukuzawa knows he’s won.
“When have you ever in your life played fair..?” After responding fukuzawa thinks he’s had enough talking, And Pulls moris head forward to kiss him. Mori, being the stubborn brat he was, doesn’t reject the kiss but tightly closes his mouth to deny him access.
Fukuzawa then moves his hand from moris hair to his neck. pressing his fingers into the places where he knows are hidden bite marks and purple bruises. Mori lets out a gasp and fukuzawa takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in.
‘This was easier than I thought it’d be...’ he thinks as he tries to kiss mori senseless.
Fukuzawa knows mori doesn’t like it when girls ask him out and fawn over him, no matter how much he denies it.
‘he must be really be worked up over everyone knowing about the marks on me.....possessive bastard’
After a few moments of kissing, and he’s sure mori’s breathless, fukuzawa pulls away.
“Oh and mori?” He asks with a gravelly voice.
“Hm?” Mori hums while looking at fukuzawa with a slightly unfocused stare.
“No marks.” Fukuzawa says seriously before leaning in again.
“at least until my back heals.” He murmurs against moris lips before kissing him again.