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The day was hot and humid and Ishimaru was sweating, his white tank top stuck to his chest as he climbed to the top of the hill Owada lived on. He arrived at the old house, it was fairly large but the brown paint was chipping. The house was on the outskirts of town so it had many trees growing in the yard and behind the house was a forest. Taka went straight to the wooden gate and swung it open, given that no dogs came to greet him he assumed they must be indoors. However, that wasn't what he was here for. He headed to the back yard to a small clearing of sand inset in the yard a punching bag hung off the house and there he stood. The man, the myth, the legend, Mondo fuckin Owada. He was boxing, punching the bag, his back was dripping with sweat and was turned to Taka. Taka could hear the pounding of Owada's rapped fists hitting the bag. Kiyotaka took a few more steps forward before calling out.
"Owada?"
The thumping stopped and Mondo caught the bag stabilizing it's swinging before turning to look and Ishimaru, bringing his hand up to block out the sun. He was only wearing knee length sport shorts, leaving his muscular chest and arms exposed. When he realized it was Taka he brought up his other hand to wave.
"Hey bro! Glad you could make it!" He called cheerily. Taka winced at his enthusiasm but moved forward and placed his school bag down against the house. Mondo came up and extended his hand which ishimaru excepted and Mondo pulled him into a heavy hug. Ishimaru could feel Mondos sweat on his collar bone and feel the warmth of his chest and his heart beat. oh god I can't breathe ah~
After a few seconds Mondo pulled away, and air rushed back into the space between them
"hah,, sorry..." Things grew a little awkward after the hung and silence fell with not but birds chirping and wind rustling through leaves.
"anyway, are you ready to train?" Mondo said giving him a shallow smile.
"um... yeah! I suppose." Taka's reply was uncharacteristically slow.
This was the deal. On days where nether or them had plans, after school Mondo would help Taka train physically and Taka would help Mondo do his homework and stay on track with school. It was a nice arrangement and gave them both plenty an opportunity to spend time with each other. It worked. It may have meant that Owada basically never left Taka's head, but that was alright... Maybe he thought of Owada every night even after they parted ways, maybe when he was getting ready to sleep he would wonder if Owada had slept yet or not, and maybe late at night while lying in bed he would touch himself and call out Mondo's name... and maybe in the morning while making lunch he'd make extra because he new Owada never packed enough for himself... Maybe it was okay that is infatuation with the other man was slowly destroying him from the inside out as he realized that he would do almost anything just to feel Mondo's hands hold his face...
"I thought today we could do something a little different from normal!" Owada exclaimed
"What do you have in mind?"
Mondo looked up at him and gave a interesting smile.
"sparing" Kiyotaka lookes at him very skeptically but Owada quickly explained the rules and they began. Mondo took his raps off and they began. Mondo set a 5 minute alarm and it was a simple who ever knocked the other person out of the sand circle or restrain them before the timer ran out won. If neither did before the timer ran out it was a draw.
A few rounds past and taka slowly got the hang of the matches he lost most of them because owada's coordination and strength was still greater than his, but he was quicky gaining ground. Soon it was just there bodies working against one another and there was a certain peace to it. He was definitly building up a few bruises but nothing that wouldn't heal in a few days. Finally they decided to take a break and went and ate the left overs they had from lunch.
An apple, half a pb and j, and a twix. Taka took the Apple and Mondo at the PB and J and they talked about homework and complained about an annoying teacher that just transferred to their school.
"Hey do you want the twix?" Mondo asked.
"Yes, but you can have it if you want." Taka responded.
"How about we spar again and whoever wins gets it?" suggested Owada.
Ishimaru agreed and they both got up and stretched before returning to their positions in the sand.
"ready to get your ass beat Taka-kun?" Mondo said, pacing slowly around the circle arms up by his sides.
"Hm. We'll see about that. I'll beat you sooner or later." Taka rolled his eyes, Mondo only called him Taka-kun when he was trying to mess with him.
They went back and forth for a bit, occasionally throwing a punch here and there dodging back and forth. Owada lunged at Taka and he narrowly avoided the attack, stepping to the side just in time. This meant Mondo was left flying to the ground. and Taka quickly lunged on top of Owada just as he was turning over to get up.
Taka landed on Mondo and he let out a yelp, Ishimaru moved to hold Owada hands above his head and straddled his torso.
"Ha! I got you!!" Taka shouted. Mondo looked up at him wide eyed, and looked properly impressed.
"You wish." Mondo was alas, still much stronger than Taka and easily pushed him over and straddled him holding his hands down with his own hands. Owada leaned forward only inches away from ishimarus face.
"looks like I won after all" Taka glared up at him and tried to push him off but instead he just slammed his forehead into Owada's this made Owada sit back and unintentionally grind down onto Ishimaru. Taka groaned and reflexively ruted his hips up into Mondo arching his back off the ground.
"a-aHH! Owada!" Taka called out, eyes flashing open. Mondo looked panicked thinking he must have hurt Kiyotaka he jumped off him and scrambled to his feet. Taka lay there on the ground back and elbows digging into the sand below his tank top dirtied and slightly askew.
"are you alright?!" Mondo exclaimed looking panicked. Taka nodded slowly and started to get up carefully. Mondo stepped toward him to inspect if he was injured holding his face and checking for cuts and bruises. Than glancing around the rest of his body, til his noticed that Kiyotaka Ishimaru The Ultimate Moral Compus was infact, half hard. Mondo's hand was still on Taka's face and he looked up to see Taka blushing and looking away, unable to meet his eyes.
"i-I... I can e-explain!!" Taka stammered, still furiously blushing.
"It's okay Taka-kun," Mondo slid his hand from his cheek to be tangled in his hair, and rested his other hand on takas other shoulder. He stepped closer to him so their bodies almost pressed together and than leaned in to press a kiss to the soft skin of Takas cheek.