Naw, foreal, give it up to Maki Murakami. I have never wanted to hug someone so badly ever. Well, maybe...

Yeah, I have finally got my hands on the first volume of the manga, thanks to my freaking awesome friend. So this is coming from that. Plus, I think that it would just be really hot if Shuichi and Hiro started randomly making out one day.

Too much yaoi for Rachel.

Bad yaoi.

What am I saying?!

-slap-

I needed that.

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"C'mon, man, just shut up and pucker up."

"Aww, Hiro... I'd rather be kissing Yuki."

"Well, that's why your one and only best dude is helping you out here. Don't you wanna get it on with Yuki?"

"Hiro!"

"Just sayin, man... I'm your practice doll here, and don't forget my offer. If you're feelin a little rich, then you're up for some tongue action too."

Shuichi rolled his eyes to hide his blush. He couldn't believe he'd agreed to kiss Hiro anyway. But if it meant a chance to be better for his Yuki, he was willing to try anything once.

"Ok, uh... how should we do this?"

"Just close your eyes."

So Shuichi closed his eyes, but couldn't block the heavy apprehension in the air. He peeked, and found Hiro doing just the same.

"Aww, man, what're we gonna do?"

Hiro grabbed Shuichi and planted a short, quick kiss on Shuichi's lips, then drew back. A fresh wave of crimson flooded the brunette's cheeks.

"Hiro! What was that for!"

"We don't have all day."

"Damn you! That was my first kiss!"

"Oops."

"Is that all you have to say?"

Enraged, Shuichi grabbed Hiro, their lips meeting, and he kept it that way. It was rather pointless. They sat glaring at each other, their faces mashed together. With a sigh, Shuichi slumped down.

"This is getting nowhere..."

"Here," Hiro said, lifting Shuichi's chin. "Pretend I'm Yuki."

"I can't do that!"

"Why not?"

"Well, I..." he blushed again.

Staring deep into Shuichi's eyes, he kissed him. It was soft, meaningful, more than he could ever expect from Yuki. He wanted more than anything for that kiss to go on, and he rooted in his pocket for some yen. He shoved a considerable amount into Hiro's hand, and waited. He felt his friend shift, and then he hit the floor.

Hiro's tongue made contact with Shuichi's, and it was bliss. Going on nothing, he gave it right back, and their feeble attempts at passion sent them in a rocking/rolling fit across the floor. Hiro's roaming hands scouted Shuichi's shoulders, but Shuichi could take no more. His delicate hands gently pushed Hiro's face away, and sat halfway up, gasping and hacking for breath. His eyes apprehensively searched for Hiro, who he found counting the bills in his hand, as if nothing had just happened.

"20,000 yen. Nice."

Shuichi had not been aware of the exact amount he had given Hiro, but now he did not care.

"I think I love you, Hiro."

"Don't go all gay on me, bro," Hiro said, still counting the money. "Yuki's the man for that."

"Seriously..."

Shuichi proceeded to crawl, on his hands and knees, to his new found lover, and aimed directly for his lips...

"Shuichi! Hiro! You perverts! Quit that!"

Maiko stood in the slammed-open doorway, staring in disgust at the ridiculously close pair, Shuichi with his eyes closed and lips extended, and Hiro hugging his new money. She made a disgusted noise and stalked away. Shuichi sank down in a heap.

"Back on Yuki, then?"

"Yeah..."

And so ended that wonderful moment of Shuichi and Hiro yaoi goodness.

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Ah, sorry... I really like writing oneshots. It's a way for me to take those little fragment ideas of mine and make them into a fic without creating a whole darn novel.

Review now.