Author : Fumi Ayakoganei.

E-Mail : [email protected]

Disclaimer : I wanna grow up to become a strawberry pocky factory owner! Nope, I'm not the artist of Sotsugyo M cause if I was, my name would be Sugisaki Yukiru, which is not...Remember, visit my factory! @^v^@

Note : I've known Sotsugyo M for about a year ago. Just so happens that I wanna contribute this fanfic as a token on how much I appreciate the manga. It's an all-around-centered Shimura-kun ficcie dedicated to the one and only Mikimaro Shimura website. My first Sotsugyo M ficcie, be gentle! Probably slightly OOC in my opinion, but what can I say? It's a start. A warning to all you non-yaoi fans! Don't read it if you despise yaoi because this ficcie contains lemon! Don't say I didn't warn you for I won't bother with any flames.

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"Sorry, but I'm either sleeping or not in at the moment. If you're Kato, go find someone else to bother. If you're Takagi, get a life. If you're Nakamoto, go figure; you'd be too busy updating Sakano-sensei's[1] homework to call me at this hour. If you're Mikimaro, well...Just leave a message...PPPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIII--"

Mikimaro Shimura stared at the phone receiver in his hands, dumbfounded; a blank expression on his face. His delicate fingers suddenly lost its strength to grip onto the slim communication gadget which landed onto the cold bare floor with a loud 'Clonk!'. Shimura's young mind raced. Although he had known Togo Arai for quite some time now, but he had never ever experienced something weird like this before; Arai-kun actually activated an answering machine. He peered at the clock beside his table lamp; 11:00pm. Usually, he'd call Arai at this time to have a late chat and the violet eyed boy would be more than gladly to imply. Besides, the hostel guard would never allow students outside at this hour and come to think of it, Arai would be in his room too. He's rarely seen beaming around the school grounds except if that person was Yusuke Kato; hyperactive and loud 24/7. Even though Shimura seemed all cute, adorable and spunky on the outside, but judging by his inner personality, it's totally vice versa. The brunette had always craved for attention, friendship and most importantly; love.

"Arai-kun...", he didn't expect the situation to fall so seriously. Carefully, the brunette scanned through his memory on what happened that morning and it slowly effected him in a way.

"Arai-kun...I love you!"

"Hahaha! Very funny, Mikimaro! What's next? 'Arai-kun, I wanna hump you!'?!"

"I'm serious! I...I love you!"

"Mikimaro..."

"Baka baka baka! How could you be so stupid, Shimura! Blurting out like that; surely you've got nothing else to do?!", crystal clear tears started to form in the corner of his eyes. His vision turned blur and unfocused and he felt his body go limp causing him to flop to the floor with his back against the wall, hands covering his face in attempt to stop his reluctant cries.

"Now, Arai-kun...Arai-kun...He..."

Crying and sobbing for almost half an hour, the brunette finally lost his strength and drifted off into a deep sleep with tears of regret flowing down his cheeks.

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"Mikimaro Shimura!", their substitute teacher, Sakano called through out the whole classroom as he started to mark his pupil's attendance. No one answered except for the sound of the black haired man clearing his throat to ask again.

"Mikimaro--"

"Sakano-sensei, Shimura-san's absent.", a male student interrupted. Sakano looked at him with a perplexed look on his face as he corrected his glasses and peered around the classroom to get a confirmation on that fact. Indeed, his eyes didn't catch sight of the little brunette at all.

"So you say...Does anyone know the reason behind his disappearance? Yusuke Kato?", he turned to the tall basketball player and asked in a matter-of-factly tone. Kato remained silent and at the same time, he shot a death glare at a certain violet eyed boy. Suddenly, another male student shot his hand up in the air.

"Togo-san, sir! He was with Mikimaro-chan yesterday!", the boy suggested.

"Togo Arai?", the teacher turned towards Arai who had his eyes closed and both arms crossed in front of his chest in an uninterested manner. All eyes were on him at the moment, waiting for a response from the violet eyed boy. It took quite a while before Arai simply opened his mouth to reply casually.

"He's not my responsibility."

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"Arai! I want a word with you!", Kato's loud voice echoed through the hallway as he jogged to catch up with Arai, who had left the class earlier before the bell rang which indicates that their day was over later that evening. Arai shrugged, both hands dug deep in his pockets and he had no other choice, but to pause in his footsteps before a pissed off Kato, followed by Shimon Takagi and Syo Nakamoto. The look on all their faces seemed as if they were demanding a positive answer from Arai, almost like a threat.

"Go bugger someone else. I'm not in the mood.", the violet eyed boy scowled with anger. He was just as pissed as the others were, but still they won't let him pass.

"What did you say to Shimura?! He's sulking so badly since last night! He won't even let me in!", the black haired boy snapped back in rage. His fists clenched ever so tightly that he would dare to give Arai a black eye if the violet eyed boy tried to test his patience. Takagi looked ready to hold Kato back the minute he decided to do some damage. Honestly, fighting isn't going to solve anything here.

"Who are you to care?", Arai glared at his friend, but Kato fought his gaze.

"I'm his friend! I'm your friend!", Kato replied, his body shaking slightly in anger and regret. Usually, he wouldn't bother to pick a fight with his own friend, but considering on what had happened to Shimura, his own roommate or more appropriately, like a little brother to him, Kato seemed like he was about to explode and tear everything apart.

"Friends care for each other, Arai...Or have you forgotten that?", Takagi tried to soothe out the situation, but it only made Arai snort silently. Nakamoto remained silent for the time being as he observed the rebellious teenager at some point of view.

"I don't need people to tell me what to do.", this time, Arai had gone way too far. Kato was about to launch towards him when Takagi managed to grab a hold of his friend from the back.

"Why you--"

"Do you even notice how much Shimura has done for you?! He loves you! For god's sake, don't you even care?!", Kato yelled at the top of his voice as he struggled out from Takagi's strong grip. Soft chuckles came out from the violet eyed boy.

"Tell me something new.", a fake smirk escaped his lips. Kato stopped struggling and stared at Arai with an unbelievable expression. He didn't know Arai could be this heartless.

"Maybe I was wrong. Togo Arai isn't the person he used to be. He's not dense to even notice that his friend is attempting to commit suicide just because he was rejected.", the sound in Kato's voice seemed really disappointed. Of all this while he trusted Arai, it never came so futile to this point. Takagi slowly let go of his friend.

"Well, congratulations. You've just passed the coherent phrase of stupidity.", Arai replied casually.

"Arai, you cold bastard! I don't know what the fuck does Shimura sees in you! The real you!", the black haired boy was shaking uncontrollably and tears were threatening to spill down his cheeks at any time now, but he forcefully rubbed them away using the back of his hand. He took off in a speed of light, not looking back. Takagi and Nakamoto stared after Kato as Arai walked past them. Nakamoto's stern voice could be heard over his shoulder.

"Arai-kun...I don't usually ask for favors, but I'm pleading just this once...Open up your heart.", with that, they both left in the direction after Kato. Arai froze in his footsteps as his mind started to think about what he had done and at the same time confused on his own actions. Arai isn't the type who easily expresses his feelings in public since he kept it all to himself. He hadn't much attention since he was a little kid, not that he cared, but that's what made him grew up rebellious. He glanced over the horizon, the sun nearly set. Letting out a low sigh, he whispered to himself with a pure smile.

"There's a difference between friendship and love...Why can't they see it the way I do?"

Arai inhaled deeply as second thoughts crossed his mind. Feeling the slightest guilt within himself coaxed him into shifting his direction towards Shimura's room.

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"Oi, you okay?", a familiar voice startled Shimura from his daydream. It seems like the only thing he could think of doing ever since his depression overwhelmed him. He whirled around to catch a glimpse of his friend, Arai standing at his door, an almost worried expression on his face.

"A--ARAI-KUN?!", Shimura jumped in surprise, almost knocking over the chair beside him.

"Boy, you're shocked. The door wasn't locked by the way.", Arai explained as he closed the door behind him, locking it silently in the process, so that Shimura didn't notice it.

"I...I...", the brunette was speechless. Waves of emotions rushed within him; anger, grieve and sober. Many questions came up in his mind. What is Arai-kun doing here? Was he here to tell him off? Yell at him? Break their friendship?

"Look at what you've done to yourself. You didn't even touch the food Nakamoto sent you.", the violet eyed boy exclaimed as he scanned through the room to find a pack of decent rice already cooked with chicken soup on the table which remained untouched.

"I'm not hungry...", Shimura murmured between soft sniffles. He turned his gaze away from his friend, not wanting to meet eye contact. It was bad enough he felt depressed; he didn't want to resort to teenage suicide.

"That sure isn't the typical Mikimaro Shimura catch phrase I knew.", Arai's voice sounded so stern; so serious. Shimura bit his lower lip to prevent the tears from flowing down.

"Why are you here anyway? I didn't invite you.", Shimura asked slowly. Arai shrugged.

"Like I said. The door wasn't locked.", said Arai in a matter-of-factly tone. They both were in silence for a moment. Shimura couldn't take it much longer. He wanted to get this over with once and for all. He silently took a deep breath, count up to 10 mentally and shifted his gaze back to Arai.

"Arai-kun...I'm--"

"I'm sorry.", Arai cut him off. Shimura noticed a slight change of tone in his voice. Was it regret he sensed?

"E?", Shimura stared at him with huge round eyes. Did he just hear the rebellious Togo Arai apologize? Was it a dream? He silently pinched himself and his mind gave a yelp. Guess it wasn't a dream; he couldn't believe it! They just stood there in silence again for a moment before Arai continued.

"I'm sorry about how I treated you yesterday. I shouldn't have said such a thing.", the violet eyed boy stepped up closer towards the brunette.

"Arai-kun…I don’t mind how you treat me…All I ask in return is for you to trust me; to love me…Is that so hard to ask? Is it too much for you?", Shimura muffled out as he started to sniff and sob softly. A single tear trickled down his cheek and Arai wiped it away using his thumb.

"That’s why I’m here.", the violet eyed boy replied.

"Demo--", Arai's actions were much faster before Shimura could complete his sentence. His words were cut off as the violet eyed boy gracefully leaned in and claimed the brunette's soft lips in a passionate kiss, wrapping his slender arms around the younger boy's slim waist. Shimura let out a slight gasp on the outcome and Arai took the opportunity to slide his tongue in and explore every inch of the brunette, but not too fast in order to ease the semi-shocked boy in his arms, making him feel relaxed instead of tensed up. He didn't blame Shimura for being the innocent one, furthermore, a complete virgin; it was probably his first kissing experience and Arai had better plans in making it special. After what seemed like eternity, Shimura finally mustered up the courage to kiss back. Their tongues dueled with each other. Arai slowly and carefully guided Shimura onto the bed, resting his full weight onto the smaller one, still embracing the lustful kiss. Soon, the violet eyed boy broke the kiss and ran his tongue across Shimura's left earlobe, twirling along the delicate sides and advanced down the brunette's neck, gracefully, yet passionately trailing soft butterfly kisses along it.

"A--Arai-kun--", Shimura's face was flushing deep scarlet by now. His eyes showed many signs of emotions; fear, lust, passion and desire. All mixed up in a bowl of confusion, but Arai was determined to not let Shimura's nervousness spoil the outcome.

"Ssshhh, it's okay...", Arai placed a hand on the brunette's cheek and caressed the smooth baby-like skin gently. Shimura felt his heart skip a beat. He enjoyed the way Arai's heaven-like touch as his fingers trace along his flawless skin, almost inevitable as he started to unbutton Shimura's shirt. He enjoyed Arai's tender kisses, letting him drown within the warm embrace. He enjoyed the way Arai's wet tongue tease his hard nipples. More accurately, he wanted more. He couldn't stop the plead of desire growing from within him. Shimura was slowly feeling aroused as he obediently allow the elder boy explore and savour every skin of his beyond reach.

Arai proceeded by taking off his shirt and tossed it onto the spotless floor beneath them. He unzipped Shimura's beige Bermuda pants and with one light tug, sent it sprawled onto the floor along with his shirt. Arai did the same for his blue denim jeans and settled himself between Shimura's slightly parted legs with a soft expression on his face. Shimura looked so adorable; so irresistible. All Arai wanted now was to make the brunette his, shielding him from the world full of pain and suffer. He would give up anything just to have Shimura smile for him. Soon he began to realize what love really meant. If he'd have one wish in the world, he'd take back every word that hurt Shimura deep inside. Arai wanted to start over from the very beginning. He swore never to hurt the brunette; neither physically nor mentally. Little did he notice that he was starting to change. Was this love?

"Arai-kun...", Shimura noticed the slight difference in the elder boy and was about to ask him if something is wrong, but Arai deliberately silenced the brunette once more with a sweet kiss. His tongue pleading for entrance and Shimura gladly gave him access. Savouring each and every corner, the both of them drowned themselves in deep passion and embrace. The kiss was slowly and pleasurable which threatened to turn bold by the second. He didn't know Shimura was a fast learner!

Shimura was panting slightly after they broke the kiss. His body moist with sweat. Arai leaned closer, proceeding to lick and suck the tenderness of the brunette's soft skin which also caused their groins to brush against each other. Shimura arched his head back and let out a choked groan of desire. He could feel the heat rising within him at the very instant.

"Are you sure you want to do this?", Arai paused, gazing deeply into the brunette's perfect chestnut eyes. He received a small nod from the younger boy beneath him in return. As much as he loved Shimura, the brunette seemed so gentle; so fragile. Hurting him would mean hurting their trust and more importantly, their blossoming relationship. Shimura slowly wrapped his arms around the violet eyed boy and flashed a reassuring smile.

"Only with you, Arai-kun...No one else...", the brunette murmured as he nuzzled Arai's neck, purring sexily. Arai couldn't help himself, but force out a grin. Shimura was indirectly turning the situation on, whether he noticed it or not. Arai grabbed Shimura by his brown hair and forcefully, yet gently, pulled his head back, so that he could look into the younger boy's soulful innocent eyes. Why hadn't he noticed how damn cute he was all this while?

"God, you're damn sexy...", grinning to himself once more, Arai bend forward and continued to run his tongue along Shimura's exposed neck, alternating it with light bites and soft suckles. The brunette moaned softly as Arai slowly approached his collarbone, savouring every line and hollow he could taste. Shimura tensed up a little the minute Arai's wondering hand dramatically loosened the waist band of his boxers and slid it down the younger boy's legs, exposing his manhood. A blush of deep scarlet crept across the brunette's child-like face as he stared at the elder boy nervously, wondering what might come next.

"S'okay...Trust me...", receiving a small nod once again from the brunette, Arai straddled his hips and ran his hand up Shimura's inner-thigh causing the other to shudder slightly. He pushed down the brunette's hips firmly, but not too hard, leaned over and lightly licked the slit of Shimura's member, twirling his tongue over the base of the head in a teasing way. With a grunt of frustration, the younger boy bucked his hips up, trying to get some friction desperately. Arai slowly took Shimura's head into the warm wetness of his mouth and started sucking on him lovingly. The brunette moaned and whimpered as Arai went lower on his shaft, inch by inch. Finally, Shimura let out a shuttering gasp and released in the violet eyed boy's mouth, heaving his breaths out in short gasps. Arai gulped the bitter-sweet semen down and captured Shimura's lips, sharing his own taste in the dark. They broke the kiss in heavy pants and the elder boy kissed the tip of Shimura's cute nose as he gazed into those pure chestnut eyes.

Arai reached down and rummaged a hand through his hidden shirt pocket and took out a tube of lubricant[2]. Brown chestnut eyes stared at it curiously. Arai noticed it and let out a soft chuckle. He flicked Shimura's forehead and grinned playfully.

"You're staring at it like it's some sorta killing machine.", the violet eyed boy sneered as he positioned himself in between Shimura's legs, the tube still in his hands.

"How should I know?", Shimura raised an eyebrow at Arai's joke.

"Well, kid. Let the master show you.", Arai took of his boxers and squeezed an equal amount into his hand, then placed the tube aside. He smeared some onto Shimura's entrance and slowly slipped a finger in. Shimura started to tense up again. Arai drew up and looked at the brunette's face. Shimura's face was filled with concentration and the smile he had earlier had faded. He had his eyes closed.

"Open your eyes...Relax...", the elder boy said softly and Shimura obediently did as he was told. He slowly started to ease his muscles and Arai was able to work his finger deeper into him. He was deep enough now and he hit Shimura's sweet spot. The brunette made a sound against his lips and bucked closer to Arai, his erection brushing against Arai's stomach. He drew his finger out and applied more lubricant. Shimura lifted his hips willingly now and Arai inserted two fingers in. The brunette bit his lower lip, but eventually relaxed into the new feeling. After lubricating himself, Arai pulled his fingers out, reached down, caught one of Shimura's legs and lifted it, so that he had access. Shimura guessed his intent and looked nervous again.

This time, the violet eyed boy let the nervousness build within the brunette. He looked down into Shimura's vulnerable chestnut eyes and reached down to position himself. Shimura's eyes fluttered shut as soon as he felt the tip of him.

"Don't do that.", Arai pleaded, almost in a whisper. He could feel Shimura's slim body shook a little in response. He reached up and caressed the younger boy's cheek gently with a soft expression.

"You have beautiful eyes...Look at me...", Shimura took a deep breath and opened his eyes, meeting Arai's gaze. Without hesitation, Arai started to push himself in, sliding in as slowly as possible. The brunette tilted back his head, his neck open for kisses and his cheeks had an adorable flush to them.

"Nnh...Arai-kun...", Shimura's moan was growing louder the minute Arai had inserted his full shaft into him, his hands searching for something to grip. Arai waited for him to get used to it. He leaned forward and nuzzled him lightly. The brunette shivered and writhe, felt his body heat rising overtook by pleasure and lust. When Shimura had gotten the hang of it, Arai started to rock his hips. The tightness was almost too much to bear; too painful that he almost wanted to pull out, but it was good pain. It was a good tightness.

Shimura was just goddamn perfect.

"Arai-kun...Aaahhh! Don't stop...Please...", Shimura's child-like voice broke the silence surrounding them as he moaned, pant and whimpered, desperate for more. Arai complied and he began to thrust in and out, increasing the tempo by the minute. Every push, every thrust shoved a wave of need and desire inside Shimura. He gripped the bed sheet as tight as he could, panting heavier and heavier, arching his hips higher together with the following rhythm they have created under the dim moonlight.

Arai kissed him gently on the lips. He realized something. They were making love. They weren't having sex which is implied more to the biological sense. They weren't fucking where violence attends it. They were making love. Heart rate erratic, skin tingling, sweating and loving each other; one another. This wasn't simply physical satiation. This was heartfelt satiation. He didn't want to break Shimura's vulnerable look; his vulnerable trust. He wanted to care for it. He wanted to be worthy of it.

He was rocking slowly now; a sexual lullaby. It was relaxing, reassuring and passionate; all at once. Shimura was moving beautifully under him. Shimura was beauty itself. He was Shimura and Shimura was he. They were one.

One last thrust and Shimura came first. His entire body tightened around Arai suddenly, arching upwards and let out a sharp cry, his hips moving involuntarily. Arai came next as he climaxed inside of him. He pulled out and slumped onto the soft bed, exhaustedly next to Shimura. Both panting heavily, skin slicked with sweat, eyes unfocused, but no sign of regret. Shimura smiled as he slowly reached for the blanket and covered it over their naked bodies. He snuggled up next to Arai and rested his head on the violet eyed boy's chest.

"Arigato, Arai-kun...", the brunette was relieved that he could finally close his eyes. Relieved that he would finally sleep in his crush's protective arms. Relieved that he was finally excepted with love.

"For what? The wonderful boost of sex knowledge?", Arai snickered, a little too weakly. Shimura pouted.

"Pervert."

"Horny little slut."

"You're the one to blame. You didn't take me seriously when I confessed that I love you.", the brunette traced a finger over Arai's chest, moving along the delicate curves. Arai grinned as he flicked a few strands away from Shimura's eyes, revealing the beauty of nature.

"How should I know you had such a complicated mind? Imagine, trying to hump me--"

"That was your idea.", Shimura corrected his 'lover', waving a finger in front of him. Arai pretended to roll his eyes.

"Go figure.", Arai let out a small yawn. Shimura giggled.

"You trust me~ You love me~ I lllooovvveee you, Arai-kun~ LuvyaLuvyaLuvyaLuvyaLuvya--", Shimura beamed, throwing his arms desperately around Arai, nuzzling closer to him in a cat-like manner. Arai smiled; a pure smile as he gently tilted Shimura's chin upwards, so that he could gaze into those wonderful eyes. Those eyes that will shine for him from now on. Full of trust; full of love. He lowered himself with grace and kissed Shimura's forehead lovingly.

"So do I..."

It looks like Kato has to sleep in the hallway again[3] (Kato: Achoo!).

~Owari~

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Personal Notice : Waaaiii~ My first lemon ficcie~ *swoons* Hoooeee~ I dun really think it was juicy enough, but I tried my best. *blushes* Although I'm not that familiar with the characters. I only have book no.3, but I left it at my friend's house for almost a year already! *panics* I NEED POCKY! *chews on one* Feedback wanted! *sniffles* I wanna know how bad I implied myself... *bows politely* Thank you!

[1] Sakano-sensei--A character I created as their substitute teacher. Let's just say he's a relief teacher for the time being. I'm really not good in portraying female characters (and I'm a girl, how pathetic). O___o

[2] Arai-kun kept the lubricant tube in his pocket cause he was thinking of playing a prank earlier that day, but cancelled it due to his change of mood. Don't ask me what prank. It's bad enough I'm already hentai. >.<

[3] Don't worry, Kato-kun. ^___^ After all, Arai's bed is always available. *coughwithNakamotocough*

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The original characters in this story example Togo Arai, Yusuke Kato, Shimon Takagi, Syo Nakamoto, Mikimaro Shimura, etc etc... are entirely copyrights of their honorable creators. For the record, I do NOT own Sotsugyo M. All rights reserved. Thank you.

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