Here Is Greenwood Fan Fiction ❯ Asking Suka-chan ❯ Asking Suka-chan ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Asking Suka-chan

 

Main pairing: Misuru/Suka-chan, Fujikake/Watanabe

 

MY Inspiration: Here's is Greenwood (Manga, vol. 2, Fujikake/Watanabe, are in Room 210 telling their story to Suka-chan looking for advice on “How to be together”)

 

Disclaimer: This is my standard disclaimer; I don't own anything in regards to the sources of MY Inspiration. All publically recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

 

All the characters, worlds, base concepts or general ideas are just a bit food for the writing bug. This story is pure fiction and is in no way meant to copy or reflect real life, events or people, should this happen then obviously it is pure coincidence.

 

Warning: Yaoi, Shounen-ai, etc… If you're reading this and it's not you're thing then you've obviously searched for the wrong thing. Hit the back button and leave, no comments/reviews or flames needed regarding this story, unless you honestly like it and have valid criticism. Chat language not accepted and will be ignored.

 

Author's Note: I first fell in love with this type of story by accident in 2004 and have felt that it is more fun to read and write slashy-type stories rather than boy-girl type because I read too much of that kind when I was in High-School (blame Daniel Steele or Harlequin Romances for the negativity).

 

Author's Note (story related): After re-reading this manga series, I could no longer ignore that strange relationship that Hasukawa and Mitsuru have. Mitsuru is always teasing him and Hasukawa is always affected by it. It looks a lot like playground love/crush to me, with the added angst of good looks versus torment.

 

Summary: Is Hasukawa really that naïve? Is he really that seemingly young with an older brother that torments him just as much as possible. How can he not know about physical relations? So here's an alternative ending for Vol. 2 “Boy Meets Boy”. Suka ooc /Mitsu ooc

 

Speech Legend:

“Normal”

`Thoughts'

 

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Asking Suka-chan (one-shot for fun)

 

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Room 210

 

Hasukawa Kazuya knew why they were there. He wasn't stupid, mindless or thick about this situation. He knew that one day the students of Greenwood might seek him out if they ever found out that his brother was the school's nurse. Asking the adults around here personal questions could sometimes be embarrassing…

 

`But is better than the adult volunteering this information,' he thought fuming with barely controlled rage. `Volunteering in great detail with books, video and paraphernalia is even worse.'

 

He never forgot the time that he asked his brother about relationships and how he received the most graphic information possible. `Talk about the nose-bleed to end all nose-bleeds,' Suka-chan thought. `There's no way that I can tell them about it, but…'

 

He turned to look at Fujikake's earnest and embarrassed face. He looked at Watanabe's frank and open curiosity about it. `Do fake a lack of knowledge or not?'

 

He looked at both of them, going over their story in his mind. “Love is love,” he said softly, repeating what his brother has told him from time to time. “All right, I'll tell you, but first you must go get a few things,” he said. “Give me a moment.”

 

He stood up and went to his desk. He wrote down a few items that they needed to get in order to prepare for their next step, but he didn't make it too complicated. He wasn't the ass known as Mitsuru, torturing people with their weaknesses and not respecting certain boundaries.

He made two lists and handed one to each of them. He then told said, “You each need to get purchase these items from your lists. Do not show your list to your partner and don't go to the same stores. Come back when you're done and I'll tell you what I can once you get back, understood?”

 

The two boys nodded and headed back to their room.

 

“Why'd they ask you about this stuff?” Shun asked popping out from the other side of the window. He had been outside taking in the sun when he had overheard the story. “It's not like you can explain this to them… By the way what was on their lists?”

 

Hasukawa smirked and told the long haired boy, “What makes you think that I don't know and those lists are just for them. I don't want you to tell Shinobu or Mitsuru about them or about this, so I'm not going to tell you.”

 

Shun was a well-known gossiper. This was probably because he was used to acting like a girl and most girls that Hasukawa knew were natural gossipers. This did include his sister-in-law.

 

The long-haired youth stuck his tongue out and said, “How about I tell them anyway?”

 

“You do that and you may destroy something of the closeness that those two are developing,” Suka-chan said. “You'll find out later anyway because they have to come back for their answers. I just don't want Mitsuru to know about this.”

 

“Know about what?” Mitsuru said walking into room 210. “Keeping something from me will only endanger your health Suka-chan.”

 

“It'll only ruin your own today, if you choose to interfere,” Hasukawa said. “It's none of your business, so stay out of it.”

 

“Pay me,” Mitsuru said.

 

“I will with a fist sandwich,” Suka said showing two huge fists and preparing to swing. Shun wanted to find out if Suka-chan really knew anything about what Fujikake and Watanabe wanted to know. He snuck out of their room and snuck into room 211 to get Shinobu's help.

 

“Shin-chan,” he said. “Please stop those two. I wanna know if Suka-chan knows the answer to Fujikake and Watanabe's questions. I promise to tell you about it later.” He was on his knees with his hands together in the prayer/pleading/begging motions. “Don't make me pull out the big guns,” Shun said opening his eyes wide and getting ready to shed big tears.

 

Shinobu just looked at the first year. He sighed, stood up and went into the neighbouring room. “Mitsuru,” he said in a tone that caused the other second year to look at him.

 

They exchanged some kind of signaling looks which caused the blond youth to stand and stomp out of the room. Hasukawa sighed; a breath of relief, but that was short lived as he realized that Shun wasn't in the room and was probably the reason that Shinobu even came to retrieve his roommate.

 

Suka-chan stood up and left his room in order to go pick up a few things for the next part of the conversation. That is providing that the other two boys even show up or brought the stuff on their lists. `Maybe with the lists they'll figure something out and I won't have to explain,' he thought… `Nah, I'm not that lucky.'

 

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It was true he wasn't that lucky. His luck was never what it should have been. Studying too hard and he had all sorts of freaky weird stuff trying to stop his entrance into Ryokuto Academy. His first love became his sister-in-law, which caused him huge amounts of pain in the form of stomach ulcers and head-aching nose-bleeds.

 

Sumire never knew and never understood his young love for her. He sometimes looked at her and wished that he could tell her how painful the whole thing was for him, but she was too sweet and too nice. She sometimes tried too hard and that was part of the pain that he felt.

 

`Love is different for everyone,' he thought. `Well I might as well get this over with.'

 

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Room 210

 

 

It was getting close to sunset when the two boys returned from one of the most embarrassing errands that they had ever done they went to their room instead of 210, where Hasukawa was waiting.

 

“Do you think that he needs to see that we did it?” Yoshiki asked. “It was embarrassing, but I just thought…”

 

“He did say that he would explain it to us,” Tatusô said. “I guess we have to show him some proof of it. I'm with you, so don't worry.”

 

“Okay,” Yoshiki said. They took their respective bags, made their way to room 210 and knocked on the door.

 

Hasukawa rose from the Kotatsu table and opened the door. He looked down at the bags that the boys were carrying, nodded and opened the door wider to let them in. He posted a note on the door and then locked it.

 

The note said, STAY OUT SHUN, WILL BE DONE BY CURFEW. Then in small writing it said, Interrupt and you'll pay the consequences, no matter who you are. Obviously this was directed at the meddlers in room 211, but Hasukawa wondered if they would respect his request.

 

He turned and looked at the two whose heads were facing the table with their bags in front of them. “All right, let's see it,” Suka-chan said.

 

The boys pulled out their stuff and immediately the volatile red-head snatched two of the large tubes of lube, one from each of their purchase and flung it up onto his bunk. They looked at him wondering why and all he said was, “Payment for the explanation.”

 

Hasukawa sat down across from them and began to ask very specific questions regarding their physical relationship, while sucking on some ice chips. “You told me how you met and how you fell in love,” he clarified. “You want to know about the next step; however you still have to tell me how far you've gone in your physical relationship.”

 

“What do you mean?” Fujikake asked.

 

“Have you kissed, touched, and explored each other's body with your hands, mouths, tongues, rubbed off on each other?” Hasukawa was very blunt with his questions. “Have you lain together or even brought each other off by hand jobs?”

 

The two boys blinked and wondered where the bluntness came from. “Uh,” Watanabe started. “We've done some of that, but… but…”

 

“That's good,” the red-haired boy said. “If you couldn't then it would matter if you were in love or not. Being lovers is not the same as being in love because you can love someone without thinking about all of that. My brother told me that having sex is just a way to deepen your love to the one that you fell for. He also taught me that it wasn't something to cheapen with lack of commitment. I can see that the two of you are determined so I'll begin.”

 

Hasukawa pulled out his bag of fruit and a box of smaller tubes of lube in multiple flavours. “Do you guys know how to put on condoms?” He asked. “That's probably the easiest portion of this.”

 

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Room 211

 

Shinobu and Shun were on the bed with glasses press to the wall and their ears were focused on the sounds coming from the other room. Shun was turning red and he whispered in a surprised tone, “He… knows…?”

 

The silver haired school president nodding. His own face had the expression of shock. “Mitsuru's not going to like missing this,” he said. “He thought that Suka-chan would need more teasing about stuff like this.”

 

“Where is he?” Shun asked.

 

“Taking a bath,” Shinobu said. “He came back late from his date, so he's gone to take a bath while there's still time. He's not going to like missing this.”

 

“Shh,” Shun said with big eyes. “It's getting interesting now.”

 

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Room 210

 

“Men's bodies are different from women's, but the most notable difference is the prostate gland,” Suka was telling the two stunned boys. He had demonstrated the putting on of the condoms with the bananas. But he had three largish oranges on the table now. He pulled the top off of one, with the inner string. “These will do for now.”

 

There was something naughty about the image of an orange with its full skin and yet it appeared to have a small opening, which Hasukawa displayed. “Think of this as the opening in a man,” he said. “Women have it too, but they are likely to get less pleasure out of it because they do not have a prostate which is a bundle of nerves found in there. Doesn't mean that women don't like to get penetrated anally, it just means that they have to be stimulated in a different area.”

 

He was pointed to the hole and in the eyes of everyone listening it was easy to see what he was talking about. “Cleanliness is important,” he said. “That's why you have these,” he pointed to the douches. “Sometimes people don't use these depending on their mood if they just don't care at that moment in time. However it's important to be aware that if you don't then there's more that may come out of the one who's on the bottom.”

 

“B..bb…bb.. bottom,” Fujikake repeated with a stutter.

 

“In any relationship there are those who are tops and those who are bottoms, basically seme or uke,” Hasukawa explained. “It doesn't mean that some can't switch roles and this isn't only in sex, but the terms are mainly used for sexual dominance. However, the most basic definition of bottom is the one who takes it anally…”

 

He held up the orange and showed them that small wrinkled opening. He lifted a banana and nudged the opening to demonstrate the difference. Fujikake and Watanabe's eyes were wide as saucers when the meaning of just what they were planning to do hit them.

 

“Humans need a little help to allow this to happen naturally,” Hasukawa explained. He put the banana down and then took a small tube of flavoured lube. “This can be done by several methods, the most common is with well lubed fingers, sometimes…”

 

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Room 211

 

Shinobu and Shun were listening to the explanation and getting aroused at the images and thoughts in their minds. Of course they were thinking about women, but somehow that didn't matter either because they knew some good looking men too. Therefore the genders in their minds kept shifting.

 

They were getting hot and aroused by the whole thing. There was something perverted and fascinating about Hasukawa giving an in depth explanation into the human male anatomy and male/male coupling.

 

Mitsuru walked into his room to find the others leaning up against the wall, listening to the conversation on the other side. Shinobu held up a glass and motioned his roommate to go listen on his own bunk.

 

The blond one just shrugged, but did as suggested. It wasn't like he didn't see the sign, but for once he decided to respect his cute little Kohai's request. He leaned against the wall with the glass and listened in. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He pressed his ear against the glass catching the words that made his blood pressure rise.

 

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Room 210

 

“When in doubt use more lube and then it's just a matter of getting used to giving and receiving,” Hasukawa said, showing how to lube and penetrate.

 

Watanabe was blushing so fiercely and Fujikake wanted to pass out right there.

 

“You should always begin by stimulating the muscles, but always pay attention to the tension,” Hasukawa said. “The one that receives should trust their partner enough to relax and soon,” he pushed in one of his fingers to show it. “If your partner tenses at this point, pause and wait them out. The muscles will eventually relax and then you can begin. If you need more lube, then add more. Your turn,” he said pointing to the other oranges on the table.

 

He didn't prepare them like he did with the one he was using as a demonstrator. It would be their choice. The other two didn't know whether to do it or not. “You don't have to,” he said. “Just know that coming together in this fashion is not really a natural occurrence. However if you're determined then it's only a matter of paying attention to your partner. Check his reactions. He'll show by sight and sound what he likes and doesn't like.”

 

The others sighed, looked at each other and knew that they would be taking their time with the next phase of their relationship. “You don't have to go all out your first time either,” Hasukawa said. “Learn by touch. You have enough lube to practice and learn. The other stuff is for when you're ready for your next step.”

 

The other two boys stood up and bowed Hasukawa. Then the orange haired boy pulled out a box in brown wrapper and placed it in Fujikake's bag. “To help you practice,” he said. “Do you guys want any fruit to go?”

 

Watanabe picked up an orange, whereas Fujikake shook his head. “Could I ask about the small tubes of lube?” Yoshiki Watanabe asked.

 

“Oh, I was going to give a couple to you so that you guys could develop a taste for it,” Hasukawa said handing them the ones that he never really liked. “You can be clean and have fun like this without going further…”

 

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Room 211

 

Mitsuru's face was burning red and he could hear some heavy breathing from the bunk below. `This makes no sense,' he thought. `He's a naïve punk… he can't know what he's talking about.'

 

“What are you two up to down there?” He asked.

 

“Putting to practice some the of the things that Suka-chan said,” Shinobu said. “You free to leave.” His tone was commanding and that meant he expected his roommate to leave them alone.

 

“Some of us are not looking for long term, but for now its fine,” Shun said. “You go to my room and sleep. Oh… yes… right there Shin…” He breathed out in a moaning whimper.

 

Mitsuru hopped down from his bunk and noticed that his roommate had the curtain shut on his bed. This was a first, but there was nothing that he could about it. He was easy going enough about it.

 

`Feh, it's their business,' he thought.

 

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He quickly left his room and saw Fujikake and Watanabe run out of his neighbour's room. He saw that they were each carrying a pharmacy bag and wondered just what they had in there.

 

`This is pissing me off,' he thought. He was thinking about Hasukawa and all of the things that he could torture the guy with, but now, `How can I make fun of Suka-chan about these things, if he already knows?'

 

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Room 210

 

He stormed into the room and saw something that aroused him even further from the explanations that he had been listening to. Hasukawa was leaning back on one hand and in his other he had an orange. His tongue was out and he was licking what looked like an opening in the skin.

 

Mitsuru was stunned because it looked like his favourite toy to tease was tonguing the fruit. The boy's tongue was licking and thrusting into it.

 

`This is… hot…'

 

His thoughts were interrupted by Hasukawa turning burning eyes onto him and standing up. He walked casually over to the open door, pulled his sign down and closed the door. There was a loud click from the lock sliding into place.

 

Hasukawa was backing away slowly letting his eyes take in the one that had tormented him from his first day here. He knew that it wouldn't stop no matter what happened, so he figured some torture of his own was in return was only fair.

 

He sat back down, casually and picked up the orange again. He took the small tube of lube and squirted some on his index finger. He rubbed it against his other fingers and then inserted it in the orange that he had been using as a demonstration.

 

His voice dropped a touch and rumbled, “Always make sure that your partner is ready, before going on to the next step.” In and out his finger played. He looked up, pulled it out and began to tongue the fruit juices from his finger, sucking it into his mouth.

 

“Each person has their own preferences and it is best to discuss it with your chosen one before engaging in any kind of sexual activity. Isn't that right?” He tongued the fruit before he puckered his lips around the orange's hole and sucked. He pulled the fruit away and licked his lips.

 

Mitsuru was stunned, shocked, mesmerized and very much aroused. He took a step forward, hoping to get a reaction from Hasukawa. All he got was a darkening of the eyes and a tongue licking glistening lips. He took another step forward, another and another, until he was looking down at his Kohai.

 

“Suka-chan,” he said in a heated whispered.

 

Hasukawa only looked up and said, “Sit down on the bed Mitsuru.”

 

Mitsuru went and sat down on Shun's bed. He didn't question it there was just something arousing about the boy ordering him to sit. He was slightly flushed, but luckily they hadn't turned on the lights and the sun was already down.

 

Hasukawa sent a mental apology to his roommate. “Take off your top,” he said. Again his Sempai obeyed him. He was getting aroused from the power and yet he knew that the other boy wouldn't obey unless he really wanted to.

 

He grinned and then crawled on all fours to reach his Sempai. He placed his hands on Mitsuru's knees and rubbed the corded thighs under the thin layer of clothing. He inched forward, pushing the knees further apart.

 

He looked up into the dark violet eyes and knew that he wasn't going to turn back from this course of action. It was his choice, now he just had to be sure about his Sempai. He ran his hands up the chest, brushing the nipples that had perked up in the air.

 

Mitsuru gasped, knowing that something was going on. Something was changing, but there was nothing that he could do about it right now because his body wanted more of this touch. “More,” he whispered.

 

Suka-chan rubbed and petted then him. He sought out the different spots that he knew would be sensitive to touch. He leaned forward and kissed Mitsuru. Granted this was his first kiss and almost his first everything with another person, but he wanted this and wanted it with this person.

 

They exchanged experienced kisses and inexperienced ones. The whole mix was hot to Mitsuru. There was something about the whole deal that he felt he needed to just let it be. His eyes were opened by a touch to his erection. The touch was light, but he felt it.

 

Suka's eyes were burning and he needed to touch the body some more. He knew that the other was just letting him do this, but there were soft sighs and gasping yips to everything that he was doing.

 

He pushed his Sempai down and used his hands stroking harder. He tugged at the sleep bottoms and removed them when the hips shifted to allow it. His gaze turns to hunger for everything in front of him.

 

Hasukawa moved away for a moment, but in that moment Mitsuru developed a tiny doubt that the other boy wanted him. It was soon replaced by a huge conviction as his erection was engulfed in a hot, sucking mouth.

 

“A… ahh,” he moaned. He felt a responding hum, which buzzed his senses. Hands played with his balls and another was probing his entrance with slick. He liked it. “More,” he gasped.

 

Hasukawa was sure that he was ready to give the more needed. `We don't need to speak of this ever again, but I will have him now,' he thought. He dove and continued to suck him to completion.

 

Mitsuru knew that this was different he wanted more. He was a greedy bugger and he wanted more. Then he felt his body stretching around the probing digits and thanked his god that he had just finished taking a bath. It did look like he was going to need another one later, but for now he didn't care.

 

The fingers found what they were looking for, brushing that infamous bundle of nerves. “Ah, ah,” a voice echoed in the room. Hasukawa replaced his mouth with his other hand and pumped the organ tightly. He leaned forward to kiss Mitsuru hard in order to silence as the blond came spurting his seed in the hot hands.

 

The blond barely caught his breath before he was flipped and pulled off the lower bunk and to his knees. Hasukawa pulled him far enough away in order to spread his legs wide and get the blond to jut his ass out. He placed his thumbs on either side of the puckered opening and stretched it in order to get the view he wanted. He plunged in quickly to lick and tasted the lube that he had been using to stretch his Sempai.

 

He had wanted to taste this for the longest time. He was surprised at the musk scent that was mixed in, but he was when Mitsuru pushed back for more contact.

 

Hasukawa tongued the entrance with long wet swipes. He flicked his tongue quickly and pressed his face between the cheeks and let go. His hands made sure that he had a condom on and that it had more lube on it. He used some of the lube on his fingers to re-check the stretch and while he was doing that, he leaned forward and placed a harsh sucking bite on the right cheek.

 

Mitsuru's body was still under the pleasant shocks of having come and the tonguing that had him aroused once more. However he wasn't expecting a sucking bite nor was he expecting his reaction to it. He didn't move, couldn't move.

 

`Mark me,' he thought. `Only you can mark me like this, Suka-chan. I will still torment you, but… mark me anyway.'

 

Hasukawa sensed something and bit even harder. He knew that if he wasn't careful, he'd draw blood, but when Mitsuru didn't move, he couldn't help. He growled, sucking harder and biting just as hard. He thrust his fingers into the body and tormented the prostate.

 

Mitsuru was shaking from the bite. He felt the fingers pulling away and push back to keep them there. “No,” he moaned.

 

Suka smirked, but held the hips away. He moved closer to the body in front of him. He lined himself up to the opening letting his Sempai know that something was there. He had no more self control, but this last decision belonged to Mitsuru.

 

Mitsuru's eyes were wide when he realized just what was there. He grinned, closing his eyes and pushed back just a little. They opened again at the steady thrust. It a just a touch painful, but still…

 

“Push out,” Suka told him.

 

Mitsuru did that and then found that Suka was fully seated in him. He was taken. He was the uke at this moment in time and he wasn't the one in control.

 

`Well control is relative,' he thought. He pushed back and then he felt the strength of that youth pushing and thrusting into him.

 

“Harder,” he ordered.

 

“Faster,” he demanded.

 

Suka knew his limits and knew that this was mild. He began to speed up and after a couple of twists to his hips he nailed the prostate. “More…” he asked in a teasing tone. “Harder… here?”

 

“Yes,” Mitsuru moaned. “Right there… ah… ah …..aaaa….”

 

Hasukawa reached around and began to pump the throbbing erection in time with his thrusts. It just the right thing to do. He grunted with nearly every thrust, but his pumping hand pulled a second orgasm from his Sempai.

 

His own orgasm was pulled from him by pulsing anal walls. He milked the last drop, held onto the base of the condom and pulled out of the sweaty body. He took off the condom, tied a knot in the end of it and threw it in the trash by Shun's bed.

 

He found a facecloth and dipped it in the bowl that once contained the ice chips. The water was cold, but it did the job. He cleaned himself and then he clean up his Sempai, who was still face down and not moving.

 

Mitsuru was shaking from everything. He could mock everyone's lack of relationships. He could tease Hasukawa many times for different things and for his gullibility, but this was not something that he had expected. He felt the bed shift and a hand on his head, petting his hair.

 

“Suka-chan,” he said. He looked up and saw that the red-haired boy was looking back at him. “How do you know about this stuff?”

 

“They were right,” he answered. “My brother told me about this. I knew that he took sketchy jobs in order to support me or provide me with some extra financial support just in case something ever happened to him. I followed him a couple of times and saw a few things.”

 

Mitsuru moved and pushed at the other boy in order to cuddle in their aftermath of sex. Suka let him do it after he set the alarm for the morning. They curled around each other and slept. Both knew that tomorrow would hold another day of angst and learning.

 

Suka knew that it wasn't love. Those things take time, but this was okay for now.

 

Mitsuru didn't know what was going to happen, but he had that same hope about this boy ever since he was sock in the face for that trick about Shun's gender. He could wait and Shinobu supported him. It was enough for now.

 

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