Fandom: Slam Dunk

Summary: Sendoh’s got a misconception and Rukawa is annoyed—VERY! Not big enough perhaps? -

Title: BUSTed

Author: maple freya

Genre: Yaoi / Humor

Pairing: RuSen

Warning: An OOC Sendoh—too touchy, I guess… And a little-too-talkative-than-usual type of Rukawa who swears a lot and calls his koi names P poor little bunny…

è This is what became of me after just barely surviving a GRAVITATION overdose and actually LISTENING to my professor talk about silicon bras! .

Disclaimer: They belong to each other—and rightfully so!

Kaede Rukawa blinked a pair of faintly horrified eyes.

It was the least he could do to keep them from bouncing off his head.

The moron just smiled.

And looked at him expectantly. “Like it?”

“Do’ahou,” he grumbled.

“Eh? Not big enough for you?” his dumb lover whined, suddenly teary-eyed.

“Dammit ‘ahou! Take it off!” he snapped, brows creasing in a frown of impatience.

The older guy tried to reason still, “But… But I was so sure you’d like it!”

“Well I don’t! So get rid of it or I’ll get rid of you!” It was a harsh thing to say, but he never was known to be a man of tact, anyway. And he ain’t placing special consideration on his boyfriend, either.

Especially one who’s as moronic as this.

“Kae-chan,” the poor little bunny sobbed. All he had wanted to do was to please, and not half-expecting to get supreme ass-kicking for it instead, he was awfully stumped.

And broken.

Shattered.

And BUSTED!

Unconsciously, he stole a glance at his chest. No pun intended, of course.

“Whatever gave you the idea that I’d like to see you in those?!” Rukawa was up to his seething head with disgust and irritation, looking at his boyfriend as though the guy had grown horns…

Well, hadn’t he?!

“Anou… you went out with Ayako-san for quite a while before you hooked up with me… ne? So… so I thought it’ll give you… er, more pleasure seeing me with these… ne?”

“Do’ahou,” the younger guy half-snarled, half-grunted, turning a cold back on his sputtering lover whilst fighting off the fuzzy blush about to scorch his cheeks. “I told you to take it off already. How many times do I have to repeat myself?”

“B-But, Kae-chan!” Sendoh, needless to say was downtrodden. He did spend a fortune on his lovely pair of… bumpers, and all he got for it was another mean bump on his morale.

“For one, I never dated Ayako for her… chest size,” he spat out huffily. “And for the other, I didn’t hook up with you just so you could turn yourself into a poor substitute for my ex!”

“Poor… substitute?” And tears went cascading, yet again, down crimson-tinted cheeks. “Kae-chan, are you mocking me?”

“You asked for it, ‘ahou,” Rukawa growled. “Now take those fake breasts off or you’re hitting the couch for tonight.” He gave his sniffling lover another look over and just had to grimace openly before trodding into their room, mumbling something about losing the mood for their nightly tryst.

The meddling older ace, being the obedient little puppy that he always was and had always been, sloughed off the silicon brassiere and was hot on his lover’s heels in an instant. “Ne, Kae-chan, why did you date Ayako-san then, huh?”

“Urusai!” Rukawa hissed in response.

“Tell me, Kae-chan!”

“Yaro!” The kitsune’s teeth were grinding so hard they almost sparked fire.

“Tell me, or I’ll put the silicons on again.” Wherever he got the guts to blackmail his lover this time, Sendoh didn’t have a clue. All he really was concerned about at that moment was finding out the best way to satisfy his lover to the fullest.

Of course, being Akira Sendoh, the crunch-time genius, he could never settle for anything less.

“All right, you moron,” Rukawa gave in, sounding worn-out, yet still pretty much annoyed. “I went out with Ayako-san for a while because…”

“Yes?” the other guy prodded, eyes sheening with anticipation.

The younger ace, on the other hand, suddenly felt all cramped up and hot despite being in such a spacious room. “…I thought…”

“You thought… what?”

Rukawa knew his face was ready to blow off with embarrassment right then and there, though he knew, too, that there was no other way around this unforeseen confrontation but to go the whole hog.

His pesky lover wanted the truth, and he would give him nothing but the truth.

“I thought… she’s got a wonderful butt.” He didn’t really like the sudden glimmer in the other guy’s eyes.

And he should’ve known better than to give the truth out so freely, for come the next evening…

Kaede Rukawa, yet again, blinked a pair of faintly horrified eyes.

It was the least he could do to keep them from bouncing off his head.

OWARI

Sentiments: So what’s the big deal about having big breasts? It really annoys me whenever I get told about how flat my chest looks. Well, so what? Is it really sexually satisfying to have them swell out like bowling balls? GIVE ME A BREAK! Gay men get satisfied without having them THAT big, so why place this much fuss on them?

Honestly, I really don’t get it. And pardon me if I’m beginning to sound stupid. Doesn’t it just work you up the wrong way having someone mock you for what you lack instead of appreciating you for what you do have in abundance?

Anyways, thanks for reading, minna-san!!!! V