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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Dangan_Ronpa, Super_Dangan_Ronpa_2
  Relationship:
      Kuwata_Leon/Tanaka_Gundam
  Character:
      Kuwata_Leon, Tanaka_Gundam
  Additional Tags:
      Public_Sex, High_School
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-06-15 Completed: 2016-10-12 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 5679
****** Devil's Home Run ******
by NemuiNigen
Summary
     After losing a bet with Junko, Gundam is required to kiss Leon. What
     he got was more than he could imagine.
***** Loser *****
A kiss. That’s all it was suppose to be.

After losing a bet with Junko, Gundam had to kiss someone in the school of her
choosing. The breeder eyed her target from across the detention hall. He was
reading a nameless manga with ear phones in, music blasting loud enough for the
other to hear. The boy was only a year younger than him from the looks of it.
This one refused to wear their school uniform so it was hard to tell, save for
his youthful face that gave his age away. They were alone, thus this being the
perfect timing.

Gundam hesitated for a moment and the stood, catching the other’s attention as
he walked over to him. The other removed his ear buds and looked up at him,
expecting a question of some sort. “Can I kiss you?” he asked, holding a
straight face while avoiding eye contact. The breeder remained focused on his
detention mate’s fiery red hair, styled high and layered, reminding him of a
lion’s main. He gulped, anxiously waiting to hear the Leon’s response.

The question only caused the all-star to blush and stand up out of shock. “Wh-
what?” he asked, confused. He felt his body suffer a wave of heat wash over
him, uncertain what to say at the very moment. Still, he wasn’t opposed to the
idea of being kissed by Gundam. He was attractive in Leon’s opinion, yet his
“dark lord” act did creep him out enough to want to decline and tell him to get
away, quickly. He gulped, thinking that his answer would determine what would
happen for the next several days and shuddered at the thought of anything bad
this could lead to. Yet at last the baseball star, still blushing, spoke
lightly, “I-I…Yes. Yes, you can.”

Gundam actually hadn’t expected an answer from Kuwata at all. He was almost
certain his request would have been answered with a cold shoulder or maybe a
strange look and him acting like he didn’t understand what Gundam had said. He
blushed slightly as he took a step closer. This was it. He’d have to go through
with it, just like he had agreed to.
He could feel and hear his heart beginning to pound in his chest, pressing
slightly against his rib cage now. Was Kuwata really o.k. with this happening?
Gundam had to shake any doubt he had now otherwise he knew he’d just back away,
and so he did. He took one last deep breath for himself to try and calm down
and then very slowly inched his face closer to Kuwata’s until their lips
pressed together.

What surprised Leon the most was that Gundam was actually doing this. The ace
had gotten rather flustered across his face from the breeder’s actions, unsure
exactly where to go from here. His was…intoxicating. He wanted more of it but
he wasn’t going to push the breeder out of his comfort zone by doing so.
Instead, he leaned in to press his own lips back upon the breeder’s, returning
it and moaned softly through it all.

Gundam’s mind jolted slightly when he felt Kuwata press in, accepting all this.
It was a bit nerve wrecking but he couldn’t back away just yet The breeder
paused in his actions to mentally prepare himself and allow his body to relax.
He wanted to act more natural now, and felt his body inch closer to the other.
A hand hovered around Kuwata’s waist, hesitating to embrace him, and the other
slowly finding his way to the back of Kuwata’s neck. He touched him in a gentle
fashion that surprised the other; Leon thinking that Gundam would be rough with
him instead.

It seemed like Leon’s natural accepting personality was drawing the breeder in.
When Leon decided not to be loud and rude the breeder was more comfortable. He
noticed the other was wrapping his arm around his waist and stepped closer to
other’s body, pressing into him as he brought his own arms up around Gundam’s
shoulders. The ace shuddered lightly yet welcomed the sensation of the other’s
touch. Let it be, he decided. Gundam seemed okay with this and wanted more.

Gundam was taken by surprise when he felt Kuwata suddenly put his arms around
his shoulders, but took this as enough of a sign that he had no reason to be
nervous or hold back anymore. Gundam finally tightened his arms around Kuwata’s
waist and pulled him closer with his other hand on the back of the all-star’s
neck. He groaned as he broke their kiss or just a moment to breath and then
pressed their lips together again. There was a slight hesitation before Gundam
licked Kuwata’s lips, asking permission to enter his mouth. It was received
instantly.

Kuwata snaked his own out and took passage between Gundam’s lips. The heat of
another always felt foreign no matter what and there was a sense of excitement
to it all. Their tongues intertwined and wrestled playfully. His body began to
act on its own and so he felt a hand come back around to Gundam’s front and
explore across the other male’s body until finding an opening that allowed him
to reach under his shirt. Gundam’s skin was smooth, inviting, and was home of a
divine texture that felt Kuwata starving for the rest of him.

Gundam could feel his body growing heavy and demanding, yearning for other.
Kuwata’s touch made his body shudder in passion as energy flooded across his
body. He could feel himself falling madly in lust with the other and he could
feel his body begging for more. The breeder grew aggressive and impatient. He
reached both hands around to the other’s shoulders and tugged Kuwata’s jacket
off and then under his shirt and pulled it off. His savage actions didn’t halt
for a moment, and Kuwata was more than happy to accept it all.

The all-star charged back to Gundam and began tugging at his belt. He undid it
swiftly and allowed Gundam’s pants to fall to the floor and he step out of
them. Kuwata had not expected Gundam to be a man to not wear underwear,
however. Gundam’s erection stood tall, ready for action, and was twitching,
happy to be released from its prison. Kuwata started at it, nervous but
energized and excited. He stepped forward, just slightly, only to be met by
Gundam closing the distance quickly and grab his shoulder.
He couldn’t wait any longer now. Gundam tugged Kuwata through the class room to
the front and pushed him against the teacher’s desk. There was no time for a
breather, despite Kuwata’s frustrated and hurried grunts. “G-Gundam, slow
down!” he begged. The breeder didn’t listen. He shoved to other onto his back
and pulled at the other’s pants and underwear. A few more seconds of undressing
and they were both naked at last.
 
===============================================================================
 
Gundam was silent the whole time, save for an occasional grunt or a moan that
escaped his lips. He kept his eyes open, passion and fire ablaze within as if
trying peer through Kuwata’s body and into his spirit. He didn’t move too fast,
but was beyond forceful, hammering into Leon as hard as his pelvis was capable
of each time.

The athlete’s insides were tight and rough, almost scratching against him with
each thrust and sent sparks of pleasure and greed through Gundam’s body. All he
could think about was feeling this sensation until his death. Not just the
feeling, but the sight of Leon that was too much to take in all at once. His
blushing face, his incredible physique, and the sound his voice was driving
Gundam wild. He held the other up gently in both arms; one around his hips and
the other along his back. Sweat dripped from the side of Gundam’s face onto
Kuwata’s chest as he leaned back down over the all-star and sharply bit along
his collar bone and neck, leaving painfully recognizable marks.

A cry emitted from the all-star while the breeder had him on the desk with legs
spread and thrusting roughly into him. Leon knew they would get detention for
this if Ishimaru found them in such a position but did he care? No. He cried
out again when the other had found his prostate, causing the baseball ace to
tremble under him while the breeder were leaving marks upon his neck as if
claiming the wild cat. “G-G-GUNDAM!” He was rather tight, his inner walls were
clutching down Gundam; as if his insides were begging him to never leave.

Gundam found himself almost being swallowed by Kuwata. The younger man’s
neediness was difficult to satisfy but not one he wouldn’t gladly work to
achieve. He summoned every ounce of strength he had with him to hoist Kuwata
higher into his arms and pulled close, grunting all the while. The breeder
continued to thrust in and out of Leon, slowly groaning louder and louder.
There was hesitation, despite intimacy. The breeder was holding himself back,
trying not to lose control in his desire. Gundam leaned forward and glanced
into Leon’s eyes, curious. There was another pause before going slower and
softer so he could lean in and kiss the other. “Kuwata-kun…" he moaned softly,
tenderly. The words floated off his lips with his voice rough and low.

As the breeder hoisted the baseball ace higher into his arms and pulled his
body close, the redhead cried out again as he Gundam’s cock sink even deeper
inside him though the tip was already brushing against his prostate. He gasped
when the other male was angled to hit him with each thrust. Jolts of pleasure
and excitement shot up through his body like fireworks.

Leon returned the kiss, hesitantly. Hearing his name slip out of the breeder’s
mouth caused the ace to grow much more flustered. Leon let out whimpers of the
breeder’s name in return when the other was going slower and softer, almost as
if he was teasing him. As time dragged on, the baseball star grew more timid;
the whole experience of intimacy too great for him to take in at once.

Gundam was surprised at how different Kuwata was now, almost like a different
person. To see him acting so timid and nervous around was practically foreign.
Was it his fault or was the all-star always like this during intimacy. It only
made Gundam slightly more self-conscience of his actions as he slowed his pace
and power with each thrust to give Kuwata more attention.

The breeder repositioned his arms and held onto the other tightly with one
around his hips and the other arm around Kuwata’s shoulders so that he could
finally run his fingers up through Kuwata’s hair, coated his sweat. “There’s no
need to be nervous," he whispered. "I’m just as scared as you are.” Before the
other could respond he pulled the Kuwata’s face closer, deepening the kiss and
licked his lips before slipping his tongue into Leon’s mouth, slowly.

Kuwata moaned softly and deepened the kiss until Gundam parted it to speak. His
words brought comfort and peace to his mind. He moved his hands down Gundam’s
sides in a soft, teasing manner as if he was trying to feel the breeder’s
muscles and arouse him further. H whispered back when he finally got an opening
for air, “I-it feels so good…I j-just don’t want it to end…”

He didn’t know what else to say after all this. The breeder groaned to Kuwata’s
touch and was more than willing to give what the other wanted. Gundam slammed
his hips up into the other until he couldn’t be any deeper. “Ku-Kuwata-kun…” he
cooed out while repeating his actions. The breeder held the other closer,
hugging him tightly. “I…I’m getting close…”

A loud cry of pleasure emitted from the ace as the breeder thrust into him
harder. Leon gasped in pleasure and trembled in excitement and lust while he
threw his head back. “I-I’m close too! J-just keep goin’, Gundam! P-p-please!”
With each continuous attack on him, Kuwata moaned and cried out the breeder’s
name. Within seconds, he screamed out, finally be pushed beyond climax and
spilled his speed across his chest.

Gundam on the other hand, wasn’t finished just yet. He kept smashing his hips
into Kuwata’s backside. He moaned and panted, crying out in pleasure as he
tossed his own head back. Sweat poured from his forehead as he thrust as hard
as his weakening body could. “L-LEON-KUN!” he screamed before piercing through
the man in his arms and releasing himself into the other. Yet still he didn’t
stop, at least not immediately. He continued his actions, and slowed himself
until finally he collapsed with the other back onto the desk.
The two students lay there, piled together on the desk, panting heavily in each
other’s arms. Kuwata gave Gundam a small peck on the cheek, earning nothing but
the breeders annoyed grunts. The moment didn’t last. A few seconds passed and
before Kuwata could even call out to him, Gundam had dressed himself and left
the other alone.
That was that. The bet was settled. Now…Gundam had a new problem on his hands….
***** Fight *****
Nearly a week had passed since their encounter in the detention room, and the
feeling was heavy between them both. Gundam hadn’t expected it to go as far as
it had. A kiss turned into a full session and once that detail got back to
Junko it wasn’t long before everyone got the full pictures. Kuwata was avoiding
most of his friends now, too embarrassed about being used like that. Gundam,
however, continued on like normal; cursing anyone who dared to even look at
him, and spouting about his plans of world domination as though nothing had
happened. He’d never show it, but the breeder was embarrassed just from
thinking it over. Rumors were whispered through the grape vine and he heard all
of them from one person or another. Now…he was taken shelter in solitude,
especially on the weekends.
So there he was, sitting in the school’s lounge on the couch, pretending to
read his book for literature class, and his hamster’s playing about at the
other end. It was surprising that no one else was there that day, he thought.
Even on Sundays there was at least 2 other students present as well. He sighed
in calming relief. Gundam didn’t mind this change; in fact he loved it. With no
one present he wouldn’t have to worry about his hamster’s being in danger or
complain about him taking up the entire couch. Yes…a kingdom all to himself was
exactly what he wanted. Though, peace wouldn’t last forever.
Just outside the common room there was a pair of watchful eyes, glaring at him.
He had been standing there for several minutes, hand shaking every time he
tried to open the door. With dry throat full of words he was choking on, and
anger burning as red as his hair, Kuwata had been aching to confront the other.
It didn’t hurt him so much that Gundam didn’t like him, but more so that he
didn’t care about how humiliating it had been for the other. Leon couldn’t go
to class without other staring at him, the faculty had called him in, demanding
to know about what everyone gossiping about, and it had even gotten back to his
parents. Kuwata had been suspended from school and yet Gundam had gotten off
without so much as a slap on the wrist, and it was only because everyone knew
he’d ignore any punishment they tried to give him! Just thinking about it made
the all-star’s blood boil. Still, he had to know, and he couldn’t wait any
longer. This was the only time he’d probably get a chance to be alone with the
other like this. After one final deep breath, Kuwata stepped inside the lounge.
Being disturbed was something Gundam had expected to happen sooner or later as
the day carried on, but to have Kuwata enter the room, was the very last thing
he had hoped for. Just a quick glance of him was enough to hammer in the
drowning feeling of regret he had. It was true, Gundam hadignored every
punishment the school had tried to dish out, and his mother in the end, never
found out about the incident, but that didn’t meant Gundam didn’t get a few odd
looks. Even for him, eventually it became a nuisance and weighed on his self-
conscience. The tension in the room spiked to that of a war zone, now as he
continued to pretend to read, and focus more on his hamsters’ location to make
sure they weren’t running off anywhere he wouldn’t be able to reach.
At the same time, Kuwata quickly realized it took all his courage just to enter
the room, and so he couldn’t bring himself to speak. He gulped as he began
walking about the room, trying to make himself look like he came there for
something else. A book shelf was on the opposite wall with a few new magazines
on display, and so he attached himself to it, browsing the covers, thou not
touching any of them. With a small huff, Leon pinched his brows together and
massaged his temples. This was becoming ridiculous, and he knew it. The longer
he went without saying anything, the more he’d just make a fool of himself.
“….is was it true, Gundam?” he finally spat out with significantly more anger
and energy than he planned. “Is what Junko told or more so bragged about true?”
 As he spoke, Kuwata refused to turn around, and kept his back to the other.
His fists were balled up by his side and his teeth clenched. The veins in his
forehead were even pulsing as he opened his mouth to finish his accusation.
“You lost a bet, and you had to kiss me?!”
Gundam knew this was going to occur the minute Kuwata stepped into the lounge
and yet he still had no idea how to react. A small touch of guilt swelled
within him. He could hear the frustration and anger in Kuwata’s voice and
though he hardly cared how this conversation ended, even he could admit Leon
was by far braver than himself in doing this. Leon faced his problems while
Gundam dusted them off and isolated himself.
“…I didn’t mean for it to go that far,” he muttered as he finally closed his
book and looked over at the other. Gundam knew he shouldn’t have done it, that
he should have just backed out of Junko’s request. There was nothing stopping
him, and yet….Yet he hadn’t, and now it was time to eat his own crime work.
Though Gundam had walked away without punishment, Kuwata would be the one
walking away with all the sympathy from his classmates, and Gundam would
be…alone. When he realized this Kuwata spun around and their eyes met. The
breeder kept his eyes moving until he became fixated on floor or his hamsters,
as if to try and find a distraction and make the situation easier to handle.
“It was just suppose to be a kiss and it…I got carried away when I should have
known better.”
 “…”
So that it, then. Gundam was only going to give a half-assed excuse for an
apology, and not even give the respect of looking at his face when saying it.
The silence between them dragged on to the point where it was just grading.
Even with Gundam’s slight change of attitude, tears started to build up in
Leon’s eyes. His face was heated, unsure how to get his frustration out until
he finally choked, “…I let ya kiss me in first place because I thought you were
genuinely interested in me; because I liked you!” There was a pause. He really
had just said that; admitted that for a while he had been crushing on Gundam
from afar. Still, he shook his head. It didn’t matter now; he came here for a
reason and wasn’t going to leave without what he wanted! “I…I just want an
apology, Gundam! Spare me that ‘I should have known better’ crap, and I’ll
leave you alone!”
Gundam was silent again, pretending to not noticed Kuwata’s tears as the other
began to ramble. He couldn’t stand this, having his mistakes shoved down his
own throat when he was already aware of them. It disgusted him to his very
core. It sounded to him that Kuwata was just trying to milk more sympathy from
the animal breeder at this point. Finally Gundam stood up, stomping his boots
into the tile floor. “Enough!" he barked as his eyes flared with furry. His
gaze was sharp, as if trying to shoot daggers through Kuwata’s body.
"Do you really think I’m going to believe this for a moment?” he bellowed as he
made his way closer to the other. “Me? Have interest in you? Don’t make laugh!
Gods and devils have no need for creatures as pathetic as you. You’re a toy,
nothing more!” Gundam was sweating, working himself into a huff as he pressed
Kuwata into the book shelf and slammed a hand beside his head. Their faces were
only inches away from touching now. He could feel Kuwata’s breath on his lips
and the heat from his body. “Do you really want an apology?” he
whispered. “Fine! I’m sorry! I’m sorry you’re the scum_of_the_Earth! I could
never want anything to do with you, Kuwata! The truth is I ha-” he cut himself
off, swallowing the last half of his final word.
Another pause followed by another moment of silence as he stared as his broken
classmate. Gundam furrowed his brow in annoyance and growled. He hated this;
this whole situation completely driving him crazy. It didn’t matter how it
ended just as long as it was over and done with after today. But…he couldn’t
bring himself to say that final word: hate. It wasn’t true. Gundam could never
hate Kuwata in his heart. “…get out,” he finally ordered as he turned back to
the couch to collect his book and his pets.
When he heard those words coming from Gundam, he wanted nothing more than get
away from the other male as he was shaking where he stood, trying not to cry
even more but he couldn’t even say a word in return as he choked out two last
words. “I’m sorry…..”
Gundam didn’t turn around to see Kuwata leave, but the sound of the other
crying echoed into the room from the hallway. That was it; it was finally over.
He’d never have to deal with Leon or his issues every again. So…why was he
still angry about it? Gundam kept thinking it over and over in his head. The
issues was resolved as far he cared. Before long he found his thoughts circling
in his head, confused until finally he let out a roar and tossed his book as
hard as he could against the lounge wall, earning a loud slam and his hamsters
flee to the other side of the room to hide under the juke box.
It was over, and nothing else mattered….
***** Apology *****
Two days had gone by and now Gundam had found himself second guessing his
decision over the issue with Kuwata. He hadn’t even slept the previous night
and now had passed out in the middle of his chemistry class to be woken up by
his teacher smacking him on the head with a yard stick and demanded to be seen
after class. Their talk was long, at first asking if everything was okay at
home, other classes, his pets, etc. Answers came swiftly and short from his
lips, stern and with a temper sharper than his usual speech. This earned a
single raised eyebrow from his teach who then finally asked Gundam about his
relationship with his classmates. He froze, trapped in thought as Kuwata
instantly popped into his head and the guilty look on his face gave it away.
The breeder explained the situation vaguely, saying he had upset someone over a
bet he had lost and how he had thought it didn’t matter anymore. Yet he still
felt guilty and ashamed of it all, worried that the other was okay. His teacher
just shook his head. "Have you thought that maybe you feel guilty because you
actually like this person?” He paused, waiting for Gundam to respond until it
was clear the breed would remain silent. “I’ve noticed you always seem to be
off on your own. Maybe whoever you upset actually was trying to be your friend
and you feel bad because you missed an opportunity you’ve always wanted….”
Gundam once again chose to be silent for an extended moment to take his
teacher’s word to heart. A cowl was all that left made its way out of his
throat at first. The more he thought about, Kuwata had mentioned thinking
Gundam was a “god of interest” for him. No one had actually acted that way
towards him before. The whole idea of a human serving him did sound...nice to
an extent. Maybe what this man was saying was right. “And if you’re correct?
What do I have to do to fix this?”
“There is no promise that it can be fixed, but…you can always started with "I’m
sorry.”“
                                     ……….
During the two days that had passed, Leon had been avoiding most of Gundam’s
class as well as Junko and couldn’t be seen without either Hagakure or Naegi
nearby. It wasn’t often the young all-star was ever insecure, but it helped him
to keep a friend close by in the event anything else would come to upset him at
this point. Now it was just their break period for the day and Leon was walking
along one of the upper-floor corridors with Kyouko. His voice rang with his
usual cheerfulness with a sting of annoyance as he rambled about their homework
load and the recent game he gotten into.
Luck for the breeder, Leon spoke loud enough that he was easy to find if he
chose to walk the entire way down from the chemistry lab instead of take the
elevator. Gundam had decided not to approach Kuwata right away, but instead
wait until Kyoko had gone her separate way. His heart was racing in his chest
even before he turned around the corner to meet Kuwata. he kept his head down
and eyes on the floor until he was just a few feet away and then halted, making
sure Leon couldn’t just walk right passed him. He could feel the other’s hatred
already seeping from his presence. "K-Kuwata-kun,” he croaked, “…might I speak
with you for a moment?”
“Why should this “scum of the earth” give you a moment of its unworthy time for
such a god like yourself?” His tongue was sharp and his stare filled with
disgust and fury. His tone was clear. Leon was still hurt by the other’s
actions, but he was just tired of the arguing to take much more of it. All
Kuwata wanted at this point was to make it to his next class. Yet his attitude
didn’t earn so much as a flinch from the breeder.
Gundam knew the other was still upset, and it showed. This was the hardest
thing Gundam felt he was about to do. For the first time in a very long while,
there was no act, no dark lord character to hide behind. It was just…him; him
and Kuwata. Instead of becoming loud and arrogant, he took a step back took a
deep breath. Then, finally looking Kuwata in the eyes, Gundam knelt on his
hands and knees and bowed. He was showing humility and atonement, or at least
the only form of a proper apology he had ever learned from his mother. “I’m
sorry,” he said loud and firm enough for the other to hear clearly. He paused
again before standing back up, but he wasn’t done just yet.
He gulped. Gundam wasn’t finished just yet. As he stood up his hands were
already trembling. Gundam hadn’t seen it done often, but perhaps this was an
appropriate enough time and place for it, given that they were alone. He
reached out to the all-star, grabbed him by his arm and pulled him in,
embracing him in a sudden of gentle hug. His body was already setting off a
red-flag alert, hating the feeling of another human being engaged in physical
contact with his own body, but he swallowed his pride and discomfort. This was
about Leon, not him. “I’m sorry,” he repeated. “I…I did something really bad
and I should have been honest with you. Leon…can you please forgiveme?”
Gods did not need to be forgiven.
Leon couldn’t help but become enraged as he watched the other male get onto his
hands and knees to apologize him. It felt so half-assed to him that it was near
insulting. However, to suddenly be hugged was a completely different story. He
knew the other hated physical contact, and that it must have taken a lot of
guts for Gundam to be doing this. Leon wanted to curse, tell the other to let
go, yet he just couldn’t summon anymore rudeness again as he just stood there,
stunned like a cat as if it was being held it by the scruff of its neck. The
warmth emitted from the other male’s body made served to only clarify that
Gundam’s actions were genuine. He could feel the other shaking, even as he held
the redhead tightly against his body, tighter now. Leon gritted his teeth for a
moment before starting to grumble a bit into the breeder’s shoulder before
finally returning the hug, letting the other know he was forgiven this time.
They were both blushing when they finally let go.
So…was this enough, Gundam thought. He wasn’t really sure given this was the
first time he really felt the need to apologize to anyone at all. When they
finally separated from each other the breeder just looked at Kuwata, noting how
red his face was, and then reached up to feel his own cheek bones. They were
hot. No doubt he was just as embarrassed as Leon. “I um…I,” he began although
not sure exactly what he was trying to say. Speaking normally was still
something that escaped him.
Leon remained silent, as well. He wasn’t sure exactly what the correct course
of action was at this point now that Gundam had made his point known…as best he
could. Hesitation was still present in the back of the all-star’s head, second
guessing any idea that they were capable of moving past this and acting normal.
“…Thanks,” he finally muttered while avoiding eye contact. His stare remained
more focused, following the lining of Gundam’s jacket or taking a quick peak at
the hamsters poking their head out of the other’s scarf. “So does that mean the
things you said the other day…you was just pissed off, right? Ya didn’t mean
it?”
Gundam bit down on his lip for a moment. His first thought was to deny it
again, and resume is usual act and tell Kuwata he was still only a worm to him
but he’d be lying. The breeder had cornered himself in his own thoughts,
fighting between the truth and his made-up character. He swallowed. “No,” he
groaned as he shuffled back away slightly. “I…was just angry and couldn’t admit
my mistakes was all." There, he had said it. He had apologized as best he knew
how, and already he could feel the guilt slowly fading away. There was no need
for this to carry on, right? 
The breeder didn’t waste another moment on further sentimental drabble and
leaped back to strike a heroic pose, arm stretched out in front of his face and
minions perched on his shoulders. He was resuming character. "Do not think this
as a token of my affection, you curr! It’s only to set my own heart at rest! I
care not if I’ve obtain forgiveness and given you peace!” That’s right, Gundam
had an act to keep up…which was rather hard to do with a face still heated red
with blush to give away his lie. “Now if all is over with, I must return to my
layer,” he barked as he charged forward to step beside the all-star.
Leon wasn’t fooled. A smirk quickly formed across his face as he watched Gundam
fall back into his old habits, but the message had finally been accepted. He
rolled his eyes a bit before letting the other male to step besides him, but
decided to tease him just a bit himself. Swiftly, Kuwata grabbed Gundam by his
arm and leaned forward to peck his cheek quickly before the dark lord knew what
was happening. “Whatever, dude. I’m sure you know where to find you want to
spend time together. I’ve survived your “deadly poison” before so you got no
reason ta be shy, now.”
He’d leave it at that. There was nothing else to say right now and so Leon
began to head off down the opposite direction Gundam had been heading. He was
late for baseball practice, now, but at least he’d be there with a renewed
spirit.
The breed however, just stood there, frozen and watching Leon head off. The
events of the past few days began to replay in his head over, and over, until
he became lost in his own thoughts again, forgetting that he was now standing
alone in the middle of the school hallway. Perhaps it was time to stop acting
like some superior being around others…or at least those who showed they wanted
to be close to him.
For now, though, Gundam only desired rest.
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