Well, I pulled this chapter thanks to Ai Ling pointing out a very annoying mistake...that was actually 's fault. It decided to just cut out a whole sentence for whatever reason. I apologize for the inconvenience, but I decided to fix it due to the annoyance of reading and being stalled up by such a severe mistake.

(I spent almost half an hour trying to fix the mistake, so  if it's screwed up again I give just does not want my writing to be legible right now aparently.)

Oookay...this one took way to long and I offer a million apologies for being a slacker. Well, at least a slacker story wise, because I have had an amazingly screwed up test schedule for the past couple of weeks. So many sorrys for the lateness and hopefully I'll be getting the next chapter of Paper Lanterns up soon. I do love that fic,

Enough of my inane rambling.

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Momoshiro rolled over, waking himself up with his own snoring. He blinked a few times and stretched, feeling refreshed and turned to look at his clock. Thinking he must have woken up before his alarm, he reached to turn it off and paused, finding the space it once occupied empty. Frowning he looked around, stood up and scratched the back of his head in confusion, promptly stepping on the remains of his alarm clock. He stared at it stupidly wondering what it was, then when he leaned over and picked up the casing it hit him.

"Shit!!" he practically screeched, running over to his roommate's side of the room and looking at the clock. He had missed every one of his classes except the one that had started ten minutes ago.

He slipped on his flip-flops, grabbed his book bag, locked the door and went tearing out of the room and down the hallway.

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Eiji was bounding up the staircase and just barely managed to get out of the way of a boy who jumped over the railing and right into his way.

"Nyaaa!" he pressed himself up against the wall, jamming the handle of the railing into his back as the boy thumped onto the steps and ran the rest of the way down.

"Sorry!" the rumpled looking guy yelled, bursting out of the side doors. The sound of running feet continued until the doors swung shut, sealing off the noise. Eiji rubbed his lower back, sticking his tongue out before trudging the rest of the way up, muttering about the rudeness of some people.

Pushing through the third floor doors, he sighed at the empty hall, then grinned, looking at Inui's door. The little clock that he had fashioned to let people know where he'd be was pointing at the 'at class' section. That meant there was a whole, clear hallway for him to do whatever he wanted in.

He rubbed his hands together and stepped all the way back before sprinting and going into a series of complicated back-flips. He landed perfectly with a brief 'Nya' of triumph before giggling and turning to run off to his own hallway. Pirouetting on his heels and not even taking three jogging steps down the hall, he promptly rammed into the hall coordinator Tezuka, spraying papers all over the place.

He jumped to his feet, springing up like a jack in the box, "Not again!!"

"Kikumaru..." Tezuka sat up; reaching to grab his glasses that had went clattering to the ground.

"Hoi!" he took off down the hallway and into the men's restroom, diving into one of the stalls and standing on the toilet. He listened to the shower running, waiting for Tezuka to come after him, but after perching there for fifteen minutes he established he was safe. 'Score' he thought mentally before jumping down and bouncing for a moment, shoving the door open and tiptoeing towards the shower.

He looked around the corner, surveying the shower area and noticed that Oishi's robe was there, hanging on the only occupied shower. Eiji smiled, wiggling his fingers and creeped towards the shower, his nimble feet carrying him over the tiles in silence. He reached over and snatched the robe and towel; it slipped off the metal towel rack with the softest of hisses. He padded off happily with his booty, leaving the men's room grinning with victory.

"Hmm...wonder when Oishi got new towels...?" he said to himself absently, then shrugged and turned down his hallway, heading towards his boyfriend's room to sit inside and wait. He grinned just thinking about it, finishing his trek down the hallway and going straight into Oishi's room. The door was always unlocked when the RA was around.

"..." was the only thing that Eiji could express when he walked right in on Tezuka and Oishi discussing the previous hallway situation. In Tezuka's hand was the pink paper of doom, or so Eiji referred to it as, called a write up sheet. Oishi looked exasperated and sighed, shaking his head.

"Looks like you have your third write-up Eiji," Oishi said, taking the clipboard and signing the bottom. Kikumaru huffed but didn't argue with it, the last time he argued with Tezuka he was forced to run laps around the building. He thought it was strange, but effective, he had never done that particular thing again.

"Oishi...if you are here....then whose is this?" Eiji held the robe up and frowned.

"Where did you get that..." the black haired teen frowned, handing the clipboard back to Tezuka who waited patiently for the answer.

"Eh..heh heh...." The redhead frowned, "the bathroom..."

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Kaidoh turned off the shower and shook his head, the excess water in his hair flinging against the tiles. He slid the shower curtain open and tossed his shampoo back in his basket before reaching for his towel. It took him a good five minutes to determine his towel and robe were gone.

"You must be kidding me," he said to no one in particular, leaning out of the shower and looking around to see if anyone suspicious was loitering in the bathroom.

"Fshhhhhhh...," hissing, he leaned further out to make sure the bathroom was empty, looking around to see if there was anything available for coverage. Glancing at his washrag he resisted the urge to slap himself at the idea of walking down the hall with that over his crotch and sighed in frustration.

Shivering, he decided that standing here and waiting for someone was futile. He glanced around one more time before ripping the shower curtain off the holder and wrapping it around himself. He couldn't help but blush and grabbed his shower basket, vowing to kill the person who stole his stuff when he found them. The flimsy yellow plastic stuck to his wet body and did very little to actually hide the fact that he was wet, naked and pissed off. Luckily it was that special time of day when most people were either at class or still asleep.

He pushed the door open and saw no one in the hallway, sighing mentally in relief he slipped out of the bathroom. His foot falls fell quickly as he all but ran down the hallway and to his door, grabbing the knob and....

Locked.

If Kaidoh had less tact he might have screamed, instead he just stared at the door in utter disbelief. He kicked the door with his heel a few times, hoping that his roommate was still inside but knowing that even if he was Momoshiro slept like the dead and wouldn't budge for anything less then a volcanic eruption.

Options...what were his options. Stand here staring at the door like a moron, leave a note on the door for Momo and go sit in the shower stall until he got back to bring him a towel, sit outside the room and wait for someone else or try Inui's room. All options seemed stupid but the last one so he trudged down to the RA's door and knocked, the blush creeping up his cheeks, getting redder and redder by the minute.

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Inui resisted the urge to bang his head off the keyboard, he predicted it was probably someone with a complaint, or maybe the hall coordinator come to reprimand him for coming back to his room late. At least a ninety eight percent chance it was one of those options. He stood and adjusted his glasses going over to the door and opening it.

Then of course there was that other two percent he hadn't considered...

His brain decided that it didn't want to respond to the fact that his boyfriend of two years who he hadn't even seen naked yet was standing outside his door, soaking wet in a practically see-through yellow shower curtain. Reacting without his brain, which had went on hiatus for the moment, he moved out of the way to let the other boy in.

Kaidoh shuffled into the room and stood there awkwardly. Thinking that he probably should have just sat in the shower stall and waited for his idiot roommate, that he planned on killing the second he came home, to find him.

Inui turned, his brain gurgled at him briefly, and stared at the other boy for a good couple of minutes before he came back to earth. "Here, let me get you something to wear...."

The frazzled RA rummaged around in his drawers, trying to get a hold of himself and act like a normal person who didn't want to ogle the boy in his room. 'Ogling bad, must concentrate on not Ogling..' his brain repeated as he grabbed a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt, handing it to the half naked boy in the middle of his room.

His brain activated long enough to tell him to turn around so Kaidoh could get dressed. Spinning around on his heels, he went back to his computer and sat down, closing the windows. He just had to hear the story behind this predicament. He listened to the cloth rustle and plastic crinkle as Kaidoh got dressed, hastily pulling the clothes on his half dry body. Folding the shower curtain, he left it beside the door so it wouldn't get anything important wet.

"Sooo...." Inui started, turning in the chair, again his brain shut down. Very cute. Very very cute. 'God, why...' he lamented mentally and proceeded to immediately try and stomp out any impure thoughts that were forming in his head. Between the stress of being an RA and a physics major, trying to keep his hormones in check was next to impossible. He should have some sort of award for self restraint.

Kaidoh stood there, just as awkwardly as when he was wet, the clothes painfully over sized for his skinny little body. He might be built like a rock but he was definitely not big in stature. Inui on the other hand stood a good six foot one inch and his koi only stood at about five foot eight inches. Sighing, Kaidoh found one of his bandanas draped over a chair and put it on, restraining his unbrushed hair and feeling a bit better.

"Sorry to intrude.." he started, holding the pants up with one hand, the shirt down past his knees.

"You're not intruding, how many times do I have to tell you that..." Inui sighed, standing up and sitting on the bed. "Come sit down and tell me what happened. Though I can sort of figure it out on my own..."

Kaidoh walked over and settled onto the bed, sighing he curled his legs into a lotus position. Inui scooted a little closer, letting his thigh lean against Kaidoh's knee.

"Someone stole my towel and robe and my roommate locked me out," Kaidoh muttered, leaning against Inui, his head resting on his boyfriend's shoulder. Inui slipped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer. "I'm so un..."

"LUCKY!" a voice boomed from outside the door, causing Kaidoh's head to jerk off of Inui's shoulder, looking towards the door.

'How appropriate." Inui's brain snarked at him, giggling secretly at his own foul luck.

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Sengoku picked up the dollar he had found in the hallway, shoving it in his pocket. "LUCKY!"

He continued on his merry way down the hall until he got to Akutsu's door and pounded on it. The ash haired boy would open it eventually and probably punch him in the arm, but to hell with that, he found a dollar!

Akutsu Jin rolled over, slitting one amber eye open to look at his alarm. 'Who the hell was bothering him now...' he sat up, glancing at the empty bed that was usually occupied by an excessively tall guy with a collection of awful white bandanas. 'What the hell was his name again...' Akutsu thought, grumbling as he grabbed his cigarettes off the desk and went over to the door, yanking it open.

"What." He stated, instead of asking.

"Bunta and Jackal invited us over to play poker tonight, you wanna go?" Sengoku bobbed his head to look in the room. The pale haired boy took up most of the doorway, leaning his lanky body against the frame.

"Whatever." Akutsu touched behind his ear reflexively, normally the dwelling place of a spare cigarette. He turned and walked back into the room, disregarding Sengoku, who would just invite himself in anyways. The redhead be bopped into the room and flopped into the roommate's computer chair, spinning around once before swiveling to look directly at the other boy. Akutsu sat on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through his hair, grumbling.

"You are so cuuuute in the morning," Sengoku baby-talked, teasing while the white haired boy was too groggy to beat him senseless.

Akutsu rummaged around in one of his drawers before grabbing a cigarette and shoving it between his lips. The lighter clicked dead twice before it was thrown across the room to be lost in his roommate's laundry basket.

"Fan-fucking-tastic," growling, Akutsu stood and stripped, caring less if the other boy was in there. He pulled on a pair of jeans and ragged t-shirt. He heard a click behind him and turned, seeing Sen with a lighter.

"Lucky you..huh?" the redhead grinned.

"Give." Akutsu grunted, holding out his hand after putting the cigarette to his lips. 'All the grace of a Neanderthal' Sengoku snickered mentally.

"Nope, come over here and I'll light it for you," grinning even more, he waved the black lighter around teasingly.

"Tch...." The white haired boy scowled, walking over and putting both hands on the back of the chair, pushing it until it tilted backwards. He towered over the other, white wine colored eyes and strong arms intimidating but the other just grinned. Leaning closer, the chair creaked beneath the weight, Sengoku could feel the other's breath against his cheek as the white-haired monster tilted his head towards his ear. Lips barely brushed the curve of the delicate shell, nerve endings shivering to life and a chill ran down his back. Just as his shoulders began to relax he felt the sharp pain race down his neck making his fingers twitch.

"Ow ow owow..." his hand snapped over the forming mark right over his jugular and he pouted. "You didn't have to bite...geez..."

"Light my damn cigarette." Akutsu stepped back, letting the chair rock forward and leaned close enough so Sengoku could reach out to light the end of the cancer stick. Letting go of his throat the redhead flicked the lighter to life and held it out so the other could take a deep drag. Akutsu sighed out the smoke, eyes closing and face relaxing.

"So you're going to come play right?" Sengoku spun in the chair again and stretched, putting the lighter back in his pocket for later.

"What time?" the other was standing near the window now, considering it was a non-smoking dorm and didn't feel like dealing with the geek RA again.

"After Jackal's night class....there might be some other people, if you feel like dragging anyone along feel free. More moola for us," he stood with a bounce and waved, leaving just as quickly as he appeared. Akutsu frowned leaning against the window sill and looking out over the lawn and towards the twin dorms. Dragging of his cigarette he watched as two boys walked off towards the Rikkaiku dorms, one stopped to snicker before the other promptly slapped him upside the head.

"Stupid college..." Akutsu grunted to himself, flicking the cigarette out the window.

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Thank you all for reading. I apologize again for the lateness. I really need to keep up with these stories.

hugs to all the reviewers.