"Muro-chan," Murasakibara whined. "Give me my snacks already."

   "No," I️ teased. "You can get them after the basketball match we have."

   "But I'm hungry!" Murasakibara whinned some more. I️ groaned, holding the bag of snacks out towards him.

   "Finish them before we get off the train," I️ said. Muraskibara and I️ we're currently on our way to Rakuzan High School for a practice match. Of course, we had to leave earlier because Murasakibara wanted to get snacks. I️ was dragged out of my apartment because of that.

I️ was have a perfectly good dream about me and Taiga together as well. Why did he choose that Kuroko Testuya over me? Was I️ not good enough? Does he have something I️ don't? And why does my head pound so loudly whenever I'm with Murasakibara? I️'m in love with Taiga, right?

We got off the train and Murasakibara wasn't done with the snacks, so I️ reluctantly let him bring them along. After making it to the school and meeting up with the others, all of us changed and got ready for the match.

----------After the Match---------

"I️ want snacks, Muro-chan," Murasakibara said.

"Go get some," I️ said, picking my bag up. Murasakibara grabbed his own and we'd both headed out. Murasakibara lead me to a convenience store near the train station. There was about 5 minutes before the train arrived, so Murasakibara stocked up on snacks. I️ just grabbed a water and a pack of caramels.

"Let's go, Muro-chan," he said, walking out of the store. I️ sighed, but then slightly smiled because of his childish actions.

"I'm coming," I️ said, walking out behind him. We waited for the train and got on when it arrived. I️ wanted to make sure Murasakibara made it home safely before going home myself. But, like usual, I never had enough energy to go home after games. I️ usually collapsed at Murasakibara's place for the night. He didn't mind.

"Shower first, Muro-chan," Murasakibara said when I collapsed on the couch. I️ really didn't want to stand up again. Suddenly Murasakibara picked me up and brought me to his bathroom. He set me down on my feet in his bathroom and kissed the back of my neck before leaving. Wait.... what? Why did Murasakibara just kiss my neck!?

   I️ shook my head and took my clothes off to get in the shower. The warm water on my skin felt reliving especially after a hardworking game. The sweat washed off, making me feel fresh and clean.

Stepping out of the shower, I️ put my spare clothes on and walked out of the bathroom. Walking into Murasakibara's room, I️ saw him sleeping on his bed. Slowly sitting next to him, I️ brushed his purple hair aside from his face. I️ really want to kiss him now, I️ thought. My face flushed at the thought. Just then Murasakibara stirred, looking at my red face.

"Are you alright, Muro-chan?" he asked, sitting up and reaching out to me. I️ stood abruptly and turned away.

"I'm fine," I️ said. "How about I️ go make some food?"

"We can go out if you want," Murasakibara said. "I️ know you've been cooking a lot."

   "I️ don't mind," I️ said, leaving his room. Closing the door, I️ covered my face, trying to make the redness go away.

   I️ decided to make chicken soup with noddles and rice. Murasakibara came down at one point and continued to watch me. Of course, I️ almost spilled a lot of the dinner because of it.

"Are you alright, Muro-chan?" Murasakibara asked when I️ fell. He picked me up, holding me up in the air. My face probably turned really red. "Muro-chan. Your face is turning red."

"Just put me down!" I️ muttered, looking away. Murasakibara put me down, but then put his arms around me. "A-Atsushi!? Wha-what are you doing!?"

"You smell nice, Muro-chan," Murasakibara muttered, sniffing the my hair.

"S-s-stop!" I️ exclaimed, pushing myself away from him. I️ tried covering my face with my arm, but it was so red, I️ doubt that did anything. Murasakibara stared at me as I️ got up and ran to his bedroom. Wait, I️ thought, closing and locking his door. Why did I️ come in here!? It smells like Murasakibara in here! Crap!

   I️ slowly sat down on his bed and sighed. Burying my face in my hands, I️ plopped backwards and looked up at Murasakibara's bedroom ceiling.

   "What am I️ doing?" I️ muttered to myself. "It's only Murasakibara. Why am I️ getting turned on? Taiga..." I️ thought of Taiga, but my mind was clouded with Murasakibara's face. His scent. Oh, right... why am I lying on his bed again? I put my head on his pillow and took a deep breath, inhaling as much of his scent as possible. Oh great. How am I️ supposed to deal with this now? I️ groaned inward as I️ felt the lower half of my body.

I️ unzipped my pants and started massaging myself, trying not to make a sound. I️ made sure the door was locked... right?

I stopped and slowly looked at the doorframe. Murasakibara stood there, watching me intensely. My face must've been bright red. Murasakibara slowly walked towards me, but I️ pulled my legs up against my chest. I️ want to die.

"Hey, Muro-chan," Murasakibara asked, but I️ didn't look up. "Do you always think of me when you play with yourself?" I️ felt my ears turn pink and he must've noticed. "Look at me, Himuro." The bed creaked as Murasakibara pushed me down. He restrained my arms so I️ couldn't hide my face.

"L-let go!" I️ exclaimed. Murasakibara smirked.

"But look here, Himuro," he said, unzipping my pants. "You already got hard again."

"S-stop," I️ muttered. Murasakibara was too strong for me, so I️ just stoped trying to resist.

After all, he was who I️ truly loved.

Murasakibara started caressing his fingers on my member and my breath hitched. He started moving his hand.

"Mmfff!" I️ had gotten one arm free and covered my mouth just before a embarrassing sound came out.

"Let me hear you, Himuro," Murasakibara said, restraining my arm again. His hand quickened.

"Ngh~!" I️ tried to hold my voice in, but it was hopeless. "Ahh~! Ahhhhngh~! Atsushi.. I️... love you!" I️ shouted the last words, coming into his hand and clothes. I️ was catching my breath when I️ noticed our clothes. "Crap," I️ muttered, crawling out from under Murasakibara. I️ put my wrist against my face, but let my eyes fall upon Murasakibara. "Our clothes are dirty."

"I️ can just put them in a wash now," Murasakibara said, taking his shirt off. He started taking mine off, and I tried to resist.

"I️ can-"

"I️ love you, too, Tatsuya," Murasakibara whispered, successfully taking my shirt off. He pushed me down, and I️ was caught off guard.

"H-hey!" I️ exclaimed. "Atsushi! S-stop! Are you listening!?"