The trip

Haruki stirred and winced slightly. He turned and his face met the bruised but still annoyingly firm alluring chest of the sleeping handsome devil.

His eyes glinted with mischief as he started trailing his hands ever so lightly at the sleeping face.

Takahara smiled and caught his hand, eyes still closed.

" Good morning babe" he said drawing Haruki to his chest. They lay down there for a while and Haruki thought it was high time they had breakfast.

" I need to go prepare something and check on Hinata, Hara," he said looking at him lovingly.

Takahara whined and mumbled something Haruki place his hand on. Haruki chuckled, and added, " let go big guy, we both need food and you know that."

Takahara reluctantly let go of his lover's hand after a peck on the forehead, " I'll come meet you downstairs after freshening up." He said and Haruki hummed.

Haruki hurried down after freshing up andade his way to the kitchen.

He made a breakfast of toast with eggs and hotdogs enough for three servings.

" Hinata, come down for breakfast," he called and after a few seconds, Hinata came down eager to eat his brother's cooking.

Hinata looked at Haruki suspiciously and a slight spark of anger was evident in those drowning eyes. Haruki knew why his brother was angry. He should've told him about this first. ' What am I gonna do if he loses it?' he wondered worriedly.

While he was setting the table, Takahara came down to the dining room. He stopped a bit as he saw Hinata staring daggers at him before he continued, cautiously this time around.

The food was set and they had all began eating. Haruki poured juice for himself and Hara, and gave Hinata milk.

" A little bit of restraint and composure might have been helpful you know," Hinata said suddenly, breaking the silence and Haruki choked. Takahara tended to him swiftly and his face was all flushed once more.

" Don't you have anything to say?" Hinata said trying to keep his rage intact.

" You bring your fucking boyfriend to the house without letting me know and you guys couldn't maintain your lust?" He flared and Haruki twitched. This didn't escape Takahara's eyes.

He knew they had gone too far, they shouldn't have done that at home, at least not with Hinata around but that doesn't give him the fucking right to talk to Haruki like that.

" Hinata... I'm sorry, I know I should've told you first, it....." Haruki's said but Hinata interrupted him

" It's not my life anyway, why do I even give a fuck? It's your damn life, live it any fucking way you dim fit." He said poking his brother fiercely but softly on the chest.

" You need to calm down Hinata," Takahara tried to chip in, he couldn't stand seeing Haruki in this state.

" Don't you fucking mention my name," Hinata snapped and walked out.

Haruki finally broke into tears. The tears rushed down like a waterfall as he clutched onto Takahara who was holding him like a flower that could crush under the slightest pressure.

" Shh, it's okay baby, it's okay. He's just worried, he didn't mean any of the word he said," Takahara said trying to sooth his little cub.

His heart sank as Haruki rinsed his eyes to meet his. " You think so?" He asked tears still falling.

" I know so" Hara replied stroking his back endlessly.

Hinata made his way to the rage room. He needed to do something to cool himself down if not he might end up getting blood in his arms.

He was quite popular in the rage rooms back in America, but this was his first time in Japan.

He spent close to two hours smashing and breaking things.

'Why wouldn't Haruki never learn. Does he want to be heartbroken again. I don't want to see the look of dejection in his eyes again. Hasn't he suffered again, and now he has brought yet another scumbag to the house. I don't want my brother to be sad' different thpughts ran through Hinata's throughout his stay in the rage room.

He went outside with a towel around his neck, got into the car and drove to school. He wasn't completely calm and he needed to be in the water as soon as possible.

"I found something amazing" Masayoshi said coming from one of the abandoned swim club stores.

" Hiryu High Swim Club Summer Training Camp from Hell on a Deserted Island," Takahara read wondering what Masayoshi was up to this time around.

The rest of the team shared glances and wondered what was going on.

" Hell?" Kōji asked looking not so convinced

" Deserted?" Fuji added.

" Sounds fun," Riku said his eyes beaming with joy.

" This took place several decades ago, when Hiryu still had a club!" Masayoshi said excitedly.

" What's your point?" Takahara asked still not sure where Masayoshi was going with the conversation.

" We should steal their training regimen and hold a er training camp on a deserted island!" Masayoshi replied. " To prepare for prefecturals*" he continued.