Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Free! or any of the characters mentioned.

Also, rated T for now, but may change in the following chapters.

The room was dark and warm. Rin was hot and he could feel his cheeks warming up even more because of the blush that spread furiously across his face. Looking in front of him, or rather looking up, he could see a certain silver haired boy sitting on his lap. Seeing the boy and the glazed look he had on his eyes, Rin stiffened, his breath caught in his throat. He didn't understand what kind of situation this was, and even less what was this tightening feeling in his chest, but he wasn't going to start questioning it right now.

He opened his mouth to get the attention of the boy straddling him, but nothing came out. This must have sparked the other male's attention and triggered something within him since he slowly got closer to the redhead, staring at his gaping mouth.

Looking at the pleading and yet innocent look in Nitori's eyes as he placed his forehead on his, Rin started to feel the increasingly alarming rhythm of his heart. It seemed as if his heart wanted to fly out of his mouth, led by the thousand butterflies that raced in his stomach.

He didn't know what to do. He wanted to ask Nitori what was the meaning of this, but as he saw his face only inches away from his own, he unconsciously let his eyes close shut, expecting the crouching boy to finally put him out of this misery and kiss him.

Instead, Rin could feel the light touch of delicate fingers across is bare chest, going to his sides and to his collarbone where they finally rested. The redhead could feel the electricity of the touch course through his entire body, sending shivers through his spine and pants to his lips. He stared in awe at the beauty that emanated out of the young boy, the innocence in his face never leaving him, even as the moment got far away from just innocent touching.

Rin felt his head fuzzy from all the sensations Nitori was sending by his mere presence on his lap. One would have thought that with Rin's personality, he wouldn't have been the one to be subdued by such situation, but everything had taken him by surprise to such a degree that all he could do was to accept everything that came to him.

Matsuoka's mind was racing with troubled thoughts, wondering how all this would affect them in the end, but right now he needed to shove down everything that wasn't his will to finally kiss Nitori. He didn't even knew he wanted it so bad until it was literally placed on his lap in front of him, but it's better late than never right?

A small plea came out, soft as a whisper, but still powerful enough to make his kouhai shiver.

Aiichirou lowered himself, tangling his lean fingers with Rin's and taking their hands over Rin's head. His raced breath grazed Rin's face in small puffs of hot air that felt absolutely intoxicating. He was so close but yet so far. Rin parted his lips, having enough of this excruciating torture led by his devilish roommate.

Nitori finally gave up and closed his eyes, getting even closer to his senpai's face, bodies mingling as if wanting to become one.

Just as Rin finally felt a tingling sensation over his lips, a loud sound started blaring right next to his ear.

Startled, he looked for the noise as he cursed it for interrupting a very crucial moment in his life. When he finally found the source of the dreadful sound, he opened his eyes and looked around. Confused, Rin stared at his dimly lit bedroom, cellphone in hand. He sat up, looking intently at his lap that lacked the presence of a certain someone.

It took Rin a whole minute to fully comprehend that it had all been nothing but a dream (a very strange and sexy dream if he had to admit). He looked up at the bunk right above him while he pressed his fingers to his lips, still feeling the lingering sensation on them.

"What the hell was that?"

A.N: I hope this wasn't so bad. It has been on my head for a while. Anyway, thank you for reading and hopefully I won't disappoint you in the future chapters.