Akira looked down at his lap, “you don’t understand… I have to. In a way, as an apology. That’s why I’m here in the first place.” He sighed, “because I owe him more than anything for what I did to him.”
“And what the hell was that? You rape him or something?”
“No! Oh god, no.” Akira said, “I just…I rejected him. I all but called him scum. Some low down rocker that had no business knowing me.” He stated, waiting for the other to get up and leave.
Yuji blinked and moved a little bit away from Akira, “ouch. That kind of hurt even me,” he stated, sighing a little bit “but, that being said, I don’t think that it’s required of you to let him have his way with you. It was like what… three or five years ago?” he asked.
Akira nodded, “five years ago…”
Yuji rolled his eyes, “honestly, I don’t see why you are here in the first place, you are both acting like kids and are being ridiculous.” He said, “but hey, on the plus side, you can hopefully have a good lay,” he said and chuckled.
Akira looked over and gave a small smile, “I suppose,” he said, “I suppose that maybe I kind of want to do all of this though. I mean, I did sign a contract. It’s not like I’m totally unwilling,” he stated and leaned up against Yuji’s shoulder. “I just want this to be happening because of love… not a contract. And even if we have settled that I have feelings for the man, it doesn’t mean that he does for me.”
“Then just ask. God, you make love so complicated. So does he I’m sure.”
“Oh, and you make it easy?”
“Yeah.”
“How?”
Yuji laughed, “simple, I like you. You are a beautiful man. I want to have sex with you to show this. Do I want to date you, hmm, I suppose not? But I like you enough that I would like to have some fun with you. Will you have sex with me?” he asked, looking at Akira dead serious.
Akira laughed at Yuji, “That doesn’t work, does it?”
“What’s your answer?” Yuji retorted back.
Akira blinked, his face falling from a smile to disbelief, “wait… what? Are you serious?” he asked.
Yuji nodded.
Akira fidgeted, “I um, I didn’t know that-“
“No, don’t think about whether I’m gay or not, that doesn’t matter. I want to have sex with you. I think you are cute and funny and sweet. Will you have sex with me?” he asked again.
Akira bit his lip, nibbling on it for a bit, “I well, yeah, okay.”
Yuji smirked, “See, I told you it worked. And yes, I’m still serious.”
Akira sighed and shook his head, “Well, we’ll have to hurry if you want it now.”
Yuji shook his head, “Hell no. I want it when we both have some time to really enjoy it. Say…a day or two after we land? Come to my room and I’ll show you a good time, okay?” he asked.
Akira looked over to Aeron, before looking back to Yuji, “I can cancel if I change my mind?”
Yuji nodded again, “of course, I want this to be mutual, if you don’t want to have sex, just say no. I’ll tease you like crazy, but I won’t force you or pressure you in any way. If my teasing gets like that just tell me, okay?” he asked.
Akira bit his lip again, “Yeah, okay.” He said and gave a small smile.
“Hey! Lovebirds! Time to get on the plane.” Dexter said, looking directly at Yuji and Akira.
Akira looked confused until he realized how close he and Yuji had been for the past hour. He instantly got up and was about to head quickly over to Dexter until he felt his wrist be caught by Yuji and tugged on, forcing his balance off and him to turn around, his lips colliding with Yuji’s. His eyes were wide but Yuji’s were looking right at him, smirking with his eyes. Akira pulled back and blushed “Y-Yuji!” he exclaimed.
Yuji only got up and with a trained swagger he headed towards Dexter, “Coming!” he called, brushing past Akira, nodding over to a man with a camera, “I guess I win the first choice at this insanity,” Yuji laughed.
Akira looked over to the man with a camera and groaned, “Do not tell me-“ he started as Dexter hurried Akira onto the plane.
“Paparazzi.” He tsked, “Damn, they must have gotten word of what you did yesterday,” he frowned, “now we get to have fun with that. I thought we were going to manage this time,” he growled and continued to usher the crew onto the plane.
“Manage what?” Akira asked, looking for his seat, finding that he was going to be sitting right next to Aeron. He sat down as his brain did an internal sigh.
“We try hard not to have the paparazzi surprise us. We like them at times, but when we can control them. We’ll have a fun time getting rid of this lovely little rumor that is about to crop up.” Dexter said and headed over to his seat, to think about how they were going to either stop the rumor or run with it. He figured that they would need to run with it, it would be very hard to deny what Yuji had done. He begged though that they didn’t catch a picture of Aeron’s face when Yuji pulled that stupid stunt. If they had, they were going to be doomed. Aeron looked pissed, saddened, annoyed, and downright lost forever at the kiss. Dexter looked over to Yuji and frowned, yes for sure he had now a lovely little love triangle on his hands.
Dexter shook his head and sighed, “the life of a manager,” he mumbled, “I guess I’m supposed to sit back and enjoy the show,” he mumbled under his breath and eyed the three people he was hoping would figure this all out quickly, but as soon as they were up in the air and he saw Aeron motion to Akira to head to the bathroom he sighed. “Great,” he said and motioned to a flight attendant slipping a hundred-dollar bill into her pocket with a ‘I’ll screw you like no tomorrow if you promise not to tell anyone what is about to happen’ look. The attendant nodded and headed over to warn the other flight attendants that were on the plane.
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