I'm so sorry this took so long but I was massively putting it off, I didn't know how to end it and do it justice. I've never finished a story before so I didn't want to disappoint everyone!

I've probably left it so long that you've all lost interest anyway but here it is, my final chapter for He Is The Air

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Haruka lazily lifted his hand out of his now tepid bath, watching as the water dripped off his fingers into the water below. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he felt his eyes flicker shut.

It had been two months since it had begun, two months since Haruka had recklessly ran to Makoto's side in the pouring rain, two months since they'd finally voiced what had been holding them back. Two months since Haruka had finally got what he'd been dreaming about.

The sound of his backdoor opening broke him out his thoughts, smiling to himself as he imagined Makoto sighing when he didn't find Haruka in the kitchen.

But he knew the sigh would be laced with affection, with love.

The bathroom door swung open and Haruka turned towards the movement. Makoto stood in the doorway, a frown on his face as he took note of his boyfriend still in the bath.

"Why am I not surprised?" Makoto asked, attempting to sound scolding but not quite managing to pull it off. Makoto's reprimands always fell short, and Haruka couldn't help but find it unbelievably endearing.

"I was waiting for you." He replied cheekily.

"So spoilt, Haru-chan." He sighed, walking closer to the tub and dropping down onto his knees.

"Drop the chan." Haruka muttered against another pair of lips.

"Never." Makoto whispered, closing the gap between them.

Haruka suckled on Makoto's bottom lip as they kissed, basking in how perfectly their lips fit together, almost as if they were two pieces of a puzzle destined to find each other.

But just because kissing Makoto was heaven did not mean he'd forgotten his earlier comment. As punishment Haruka wrapped his arms around the others neck, water dripping from his skin onto the other's collar.

"Haru!" Makoto whined, pulling away and removing Haruka's arms from his now soggy clothes.

In response, Haruka pressed another quick peck to his lips, offering no apology.

With a sigh, Makoto stood up, holding his hand out for his boyfriend like he always did.

And, as always, Haruka tightly gripped his hand, lingering in his hold for a moment before he was pulled to his feet, not letting go until both his feet were firmly pressed on the floor.

"Have you eaten breakfast yet?" Makoto asked.

"Not yet." Haruka admitted, taking a step closer to the other boy, rising up onto his toes so they were eye to eye.

"We'll be late." Makoto said, but Haruka silenced his worries with a kiss.

He knew Makoto had changed their morning routine, turning up ten minutes earlier than he used to for times like these. Times when Haruka was feeling particularly affectionate or times when Makoto had an overwhelming desire to be close to the one he loved.

So that was why Makoto trailed his tongue over his lower lip, deepening the kiss as Haruka pressed his body against his. Haruka felt an involuntary gasp escape him as he felt Makoto's calloused fingers caressing his bare hips. No matter how often this happened Makoto's touch always burned, his kiss always left him breathless and begging for more.

Makoto pressed into the kiss, forcing Haruka to take a step back, desperately searching for some sort of purchase. Almost as if he'd forgotten the limitations of being in the bathroom, instead of finding a wall his knees met with the edge of the tub, sending the pair tumbling back into the still full bath.

"Haru." Makoto mumbled as Haruka peppered his now wet face with kisses.

"What?" He asked, moving his legs apart so Makoto could slide into the newly created space, their hips pressing together.

"My uniform is getting wet." He complained, though he made no attempts at climbing off the other boy.

"It's not like you don't have spares here." Haruka shrugged.

Since the start of their relationship Makoto spent more week nights at his house, which involved a quick trip home at six in the morning to get ready just to come back and drag Haruka out the bath. After a few weeks of this spectacle Makoto's mother had intervened and gave Haruka one of Makoto's spare uniforms. She confided that Makoto was too embarrassed to leave his possessions around his house but she knew he wouldn't mind.

And he certainly didn't, it meant an extra half an hour in bed, drifting in and out of consciousness, wrapped up in Makoto's arms. On good days he managed to convince the boy to bathe with him as well.

"One of these days I'm going to have to learn how to say no to you." Makoto said as he felt Haruka's wet hands slip under his shirt.

"Is today that day?" He asked, looking up at his boyfriend with wide, lusty eyes.

"Definitely not." He growled, diving back in for another kiss.

Haruka wasted no time in plunging his tongue into the other's mouth, caressing his lips as a deep, needy moan slipped from Makoto's throat. His clothes were getting heavy as the water seeped into every piece of the material but he found he didn't care. He'd be out of them soon enough.

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Half an hour later the pair were both dressed in clean, dry clothes and heading to school. Haruka was grumpily eating a slice of toast after having run out for time to cook, a point that he had fully blamed Makoto for.

"Come on! I said I was sorry." Makoto laughed as the stubborn boy still refused to talk to him.

He slowly bit into his dry toast, making a big show for sympathy as the crumbs stuck to his lips.

"It's not really my fault." Makoto said.

Haruka shot him a look, disagreeing with the statement.

"You're really not going to say anything to me? I've already apologised." Makoto whined as Haruka turned his head in the opposite direction, continuing his childish silent treatment.

"Fine." Makoto shrugged, pretending he was unfazed.

Slowly Makoto brought Haruka's hand, which he was tightly holding, up to his lips – just because he was currently sulking didn't mean he would forego their routine of holding hands wherever they went.

Haruka berated the pink dusting on his cheeks when Makoto pressed a wet kiss to every one of his knuckles, humming in pleasure. But Makoto wasn't satisfied with just a blush, he was going to crack Haruka.

Makoto let his tongue slip between his lips, gently lapping at the spaces between Haruka's fingers, probing the tight gap. He trailed his tongue down the digit before taking the tip inside his mouth, teeth gently biting down on the soft pad. Haruka moaned as Makoto moved his jaw, rolling the fleshy skin between his teeth.

He separated his teeth and sucked the finger inside, Haruka freezing as he watched his middle finger disappearing into the warmth of Makoto's mouth, his feet no longer able to function. Makoto pulled back and swirled his tongue around the tip before swallowing him down again.

Haruka knew exactly what he was doing and god it was working, his whole body trembling as he watched the other boy sensually sucking on his finger.

"Makoto." He moaned as the aforementioned boy pulled off with a lewd, wet pop.

"I knew I'd get you to talk." He whispered, breath cooling the moisture on his finger

"Idiot." He rolled his eyes.

"Worked didn't it?" He asked, kissing the tip of his finger.

"If you keep this up I'll end up dragging you back home." He deadpanned.

"Not today Haru." Makoto laughed, dropping their hands back to waist height and continuing their journey. "We have joint practice, remember?"

"Yes." He lied.

"Good." Makoto smiled, seeing through the other boy easily. "Now finish your toast."

Frustrated, Haruka tore the corner of his toast using his teeth, that was not only dry it had gone cold now as well.

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Haruka stood in the changing rooms, listening to the sounds of various different swimmers seeping through. It was summer now so that meant all of Samezuka came to their humble pool. It was unusual for this many people to be using such a small space.

It had only been the four of them for so long, and only recently had they gone back up to five – it turned out the team weren't so great without a manager. But Gou had needed her space and nobody was going to push her to return if she didn't want to. She was ready now, she was not fully over her pain, not fully happy with where they'd ended up but she had accepted it and was trying to move on.

Joint practice also meant that Rin would be there, who had been far less tolerant of the relationship. His loyalty lay with his sister. But the more he saw Gou's happiness peeping through the more he saw how in love his best friends truly were. He actually considered himself a fool for not noticing it before.

The last few members of Samezuka slipped out the changing room while Makoto frantically searched for his goggles. Haruka smirked triumphantly as he held them securely behind his back, he'd spent the whole day half hard and desperate for his boyfriend and now was his time to pounce.

"They were here a minute ago." Makoto complained as Haruka sauntered over, unnoticed.

"You mean these?" He asked, dangling the goggles in front of his face.

"Yeah." Makoto smiled. "Where did you find them?"

"I hid them." Haruka stated.

"Why?" He frowned in confusion.

"To get you on your own." He grinned, pressing his body against Makoto's, their hearts beating in time through their skin.

"You have terrible timing." Makoto mumbled, wrapping his arms around Haruka's waist nonetheless.

"You don't usually complain." He shrugged, allowing his boyfriend to pull him up onto his toes, knowing exactly what was coming next.

Gently Makoto pressed their lips together, a long but chaste kiss – anyone could walk in after all – though neither felt the need to deepen it. Just being together, the purist of gestures communicated their love as easily as their more passionate times alone.

"I didn't come all this way just to watch you two swap spit." Rin's voice called out, breaking the moment.

"Then leave." Haruka quipped, leaning back into Makoto only for the other boy to lean away from him with a slight shake of his head – he'd never been big on public displays of affection.

"We should probably head out to the pool." Makoto smiled diplomatically.

"Fine." Haruka sighed, lowing his heels back onto the ground.

"When someone wants to get in the water more than you Haru, you know your brain's all scrambled." Rin stated, throwing a towel and successfully covering the black haired boy's face with it. "I guess love can do that to a person."

Shaking his head slightly, Rin headed out the changing room with a soft smile present on his lips – ever the romantic.

"Come on Haru-chan." Makoto smiled, pulling the towel off his boyfriend's head.

Haruka said nothing in return, instead opting for taking Makoto's hand and walking out into the sun together.

When they stepped out nobody gave them a second glance, everyone clearly used to the couple by now. Rin continued talking to Ai about his improved times, Nagisa carried on chasing Rei around with sun cream – promising he wouldn't miss any patches of skin – and Samezuka remained stretching.

The only person who acknowledged them was Gou, briefly looking away from Seijuro who was chatting animatedly. She gave the couple a quick smile and a nod before turning back to the redhead. It wasn't much but they understood the deeper meaning behind her simple gesture.

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Haruka lay in the middle of the pool, listening to the voices becoming more and more distant as the sun lowered in the sky. He was on his own, his younger team mates having gone home and Makoto waving Samezuka off like the perfect host.

"Time to go." Makoto called, always giving Haruka extra alone time in the water.

Haruka pushed himself into a standing position, noticing that Makoto was still dressed in only his jammers. He gestured with his hand to get Makoto into the water with him but he was only met with a shake of the head.

"Out you get." Makoto insisted, holding his hand out for him.

In protest, Haruka pushed back and lowered himself so that only his eyes were out of the water. Eyebrow raised in challenge.

"Not this time, I'm not coming in there." Makoto crossed his arms, holding his ground.

At his display of stubbornness, Haruka dropped further, disappearing fully under the water.

Makoto watched from the side-lines, glaring at bubbles raising up to the surface, his mother was expecting him home tonight to babysit. There were only so many times she would buy the 'practice overrun excuse' when Haruka got a little frisky in the locker room.

Slowly the bubbles stopped coming, Makoto waiting for the other boy to appear in a gasp of air but he never did. He knew Haruka was stubborn but surely he wouldn't risk passing out just to prove a point.

Not wanting to test the theory, Makoto dived into the water, kicking his strong legs until he reached Haruka's lifeless body at the bottom.

Once he was close enough, Haruka sprang to life, wrapping his arms and legs around his boyfriend like a vice. Makoto almost gasped and swallowed the pool water at the action, but his lips were quickly sealed by another pair.

Moaning slightly, Makoto allowed the kiss, deciding it just wasn't worth the fight. Sensing his defeat Haruka sucked Makoto's bottom lip into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue and nibbling slightly.

This time Makoto did gasp, allowing water and Haruka to slip inside. The contrast of the cold water and warm tongue filled his senses, calming him while also setting is nerves on fire. Makoto teased back, tongue stroking Haruka's as the pair floated back to the surface.

They pulled apart, breathlessly panting against the others wet skin, chests rising and falling rapidly.

"We need to go home." Makoto protested, resting his back against the nearest pool wall he could find.

"We will soon." Haruka whispered, kissing Makoto's neck as his head lolled back against the side.

"Haru." He whined, as the other boy detached his legs from around his waist.

With a quick grin, Haruka disappeared under the water again. Makoto sighed slightly, he was in no mood to be playing this game.

"Haruka, home now." He scolded, despite knowing the other boy wouldn't hear him.

He froze slightly as he felt fingers tugging on the band of his jammers.

"Haru! What are you doing?" He asked to the seemingly empty pool as his swimsuit was rolled down to his knees.

Haruka floated underwater, mouth practically watering at the sight of his half-dressed lover. He used his arms to tread water to keep him from floating up, meaning his hands were completely out of commission. But he still had one more weapon at his disposal.

"This is getting ri… Oh god." Makoto sagged against the side as he felt himself being engulfed into a warm heat, contrasting the cool water nipping at his skin.

Haruka loved the feel of Makoto in his mouth, limp but steadily getting harder as he sucked on the head. Using the other boy's thighs as his anchor he pulsed his head back and forth, groaning around the length that was getting deeper and deeper with each move.

He pulled back and licked the salty residue that had gathered at the tip before coming up for a breather. Haruka burst through the water to see Makoto red faced and eyes heavy with desire.

Barely able to get his breath back his was pulled against Makoto's chest, lips smashing together in a desperate needy kiss. Their tongues sloppily danced as they gave themselves over to the pleasure.

Haruka pulled away and stared into Makoto's lust laden eyes, silently questioning, silently wanting, silently needing.

"Okay." Makoto agreed, they were going to be late home now anyway, might as well make it worthwhile.

Haruka spun the taller boy around, his arms creating a cage around him as his hands gripped the pools edge.

"What about you?" Makoto asked, arching his back to press against the others crotch, only to gasp when he felt the bulge between his cheeks.

"All from sucking your cock." He complimented in a whisper, smiling as he saw the red tinge to Makoto's ears.

Haruka pressed soft kisses against the other's neck as his fingers trailed down his spine to the curve of Makoto's ass. He slipped between the checks, gently dancing around the hole. Using the water as a natural lubricant he pushed his finger inside, Makoto throwing his head back at the intrusion.

After weeks together it didn't take much to relax, and the once tight muscle let itself be teased and moulded for the other's body.

Their lips joined again as another finger slipped inside Makoto, dancing, stretching. He whimpered against Haruka's lips as the tip brushed against that sweet spot. His body juddering as the fingers teased the spot over and over.

"Nng… I need you." Makoto begged, needing to be filled.

Haruka pulled his hand away, reaching down to slide down his overly tight swimsuit, his own cock springing out and hitting his stomach in the water.

"Are you ready?" Haruka asked, lining himself up with Makoto's entrance.

"Please." He pleaded.

Haruka pushed in, Makoto groaning at the feeling, at being filled up by his boyfriend. The pair froze for a minute, waiting for Makoto to adjust before they carried on. Haruka sucked on his skin, lapping at the water dripping from his hair as he left a row of marks on his shoulder.

"Ready." Makoto spoke up, angling his hips up for a better feeing.

Haruka began shallowly thrusting, head of his cock brushing against Makoto's nerves each time, the other boy screaming and squeezing at the sensation.

"You feel so good." Haruka whispered, tongue trailing around the shell of the others ear. "So tight, so warm."

Makoto flushed at the compliments. Despite how long they'd been together, when Haruka got vocal during their intimate moments he still got flustered.

Haruka snapped his hips back before pounding in quickly, Makoto crying out, eyes scrunching shut in pleasure.

"You like that? You like my cock inside you?" He asked, a hand coming around his chest and tweaking his nipple.

"Yes." Makoto moaned, head falling forward to rest on the wall.

"Yes?" He growled, hips never stilling, the water rippling around them with the movement. "Tell me what you like."

"Your cock." The boy stuttered, through pleasure and embarrassment. "I love you filling me up."

"What else?" Haruka prompting, dick twitching as lewd words fell from his boyfriend's mouth.

"I love it when you touch me, tug at me in time with your thrusts." He breathed, Haruka's hand dropping down to fulfil his wish. "I love when you kiss and bite my skin. I love… Ah."

Makoto lost his last sentence to a lusty moan, Haruka's thumb rubbing the slit of his cock and leaving him incapable to proper speech.

"Do you know what I love?" Haruka asked against the other boy's neck. "I love hearing you come undone."

"Haru." He moaned, cock shuddering in the other boy's hand, a sign he was close.

Haruka stroked up and down the length quickly, finger smearing the pre-come around the head.

"Come for me Makoto." He demanded.

Haruka bite down on the back of the other's neck as he began shuddering, knowing what the boy loved was a little bit of pain among all that pleasure. Makoto cried out as his hips flicked forward, his boyfriend milking his cock as he came hard into the water, semen floating and dissolving in the water surrounding their passion.

The walls around Haruka began to pulse, massaging the cock inside as he quickened his pace, his cock throbbing and desperate for release. Makoto looked over his shoulder, desperately seeking out Haruka's lips as they rocked in the water.

Their kisses were messy, quick brushings of lips between pants of breaths as Haruka bucked wildly, getting closer and closer to his relief. He soon began to lose control, body working without his mind instructing, fully driven by lust.

With one final thrust he came, coating Makoto's insides with his nectars, claiming the boy as his own once again.

Haruka licked at Makoto's neck as they both came down from their highs, cleaning away the blood he'd managed to draw. It was metallic tasting but he didn't care, it was Makoto's essence and he loved everything the boy had to give.

He pulled away as he felt the taller boy turn around in his arms, tired eyes smiling at him, love shining between them.

The stood in silence, breathing deeply as they pressed their foreheads against each other's.

They'd fought hard to get here, to be together. They had fought hard for what they had wanted and it had all been worth it. A world where they weren't together wasn't a world worth living in. They couldn't be without the other, couldn't survive without the other. Their entire world was one person, their everything.

"I love you Makoto." Haruka whispered, a soft and rarely seen smile on his lips.

"I love you too Haru." Makoto replied with an affectionate smile of his own, bringing his lover in for another kiss.

They were each other's air.

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So there it is, all done.

Thank you to everyone who read this story I did not expect it to be this popular! Thank you to everyone who supported me and left lovely reviews, you're all amazing! Thank you to Zaabeth for helping me as my wonderful beta!

Thank you :)