Playing By The Rules
by the diggler
Warnings: This ficlet is YAOI [has explicit boyxboy homosexual content] and is FOR ADULTS ONLY.
A/N: This fic refers to episode 28 in the anime when there's a big fight in the gym after which Mitsui rejoins the team. I thought of this fic idea a looooong time ago when I first starting watching Slam Dunk, but it just never came together until recently, and that's due in large part to inspiration from Rage's great Youhei fics (at Underskirt). So this is for you Rage, cliché as the story may be.
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and related characters are the property of Inoue Takehiko et al.
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With all the gangs running around the Kanagawa area, you'd think the place would be in a state of utter chaos 24/7. But for the most part, it wasn't. Why? Because even gangs fell under laws of order and justice, albeit of their own making. Every gang had their own systems and traditions, their own initiation rights, their own forms of punishment... but the basics were the same. You beat someone, you move up in the ranks, you get certain rights. You lose, you get punished, you owe. Basically.
Now Youhei had heard of some wierd gang-rituals in his time, like having to dress in women's clothes, or no clothes at all, having to stand on train tracks in front of oncoming trains, or having to boost cars, and so on and so forth. But at least he was saved from such strangeness. In the Sakuragi Gundan, Sakuragi was king, and had all rights… and food… and money… Dammit. But it was simple enough. And he never had to worry about all those strange tales he'd heard, until now...
There he was, having a quiet cigarette in the secluded alleyway behind the gym, when...
"Oi Youhei."
"Yo Mitsui."
The older boy looked around to check if the coast was clear before pulling out his own pack of cigarettes and lighting one up.
"Shouldn't you be quitting now that you're back on the team?" Youhei remarked.
"I'm slowing down." Mitsui replied, shrugging his shoulder nonchanlantly. Leaning back on the wall next to Youhei they stood in companionable silence, the faint sounds of a gym class taking place on the other side of the wall filtering through the occasional inhaling sound as Mitsui smoked.
"Listen Youhei," Mitsui finally spoke, "I have a debt to settle with you."
"Hm?" Youhei asked, becoming cautious.
"...I owe you one."
"Owe me what?" Youhei replied, confused.
"Look, in my gang, when you get beat up by someone... they own you, in a way." Mitsui explained.
"Own you? You're losing me here. What are you talking about exactly?"
"...blow jobs mostly, sometimes more, it depends..."
Youhei choked.
"Are you kidding me?" he asked disbelievingly.
"Nope." Mitsui replied.
And then suddenly Youhei was pressed up against the wall, Mitsui's hand on his crotch rubbing him awake with surprising assuredness.
"Oh shit." Youhei gasped, feeling his cock respond startingly fast.
Then Mitsui's hand was in his pants, handling him expertly, and he felt like he had stepped into a parallel universe.
"Would you like me to suck your cock?" Mitsui asked.
"...Wh-What?!" Youhei gasped.
"You heard me."
"Shit... I ..."
"You'll enjoy it." Mitsui coaxed in his ear.
And Youhei thought he actually heard his brain powering off and shutting down.
"Look you actually gotta say it for me to do anything, that's how this works."
"O-okay."
"Say it." Mitsui prodded, encouraging him with an interesting twist of his hand as well. Youhei moaned.
"Suck it." he commanded hoarsely.
And then Mitsui was sucking him like he'd been on his knees his whole life.
And Youhei moaned like he'd never had a blow job in his life.
And somewhere in the background the faint sounds of a gym class taking place on the other side of the wall filtered through the occasional inhaling sound as Youhei clenched his teeth against screaming.
And the next thing he knew Mitsui was hawking his come out onto the grass and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Told ya you'd enjoy it." Mitsui said, smirking at him.
Youhei narrowed his eyes at the older boy as he zipped up his fly.
"You must've gotten beat up a lot huh?" Youhei remarked.
Mitsui glared at him.
Youhei smirked.
With a shrug of his shoulder Mitsui turned to leave.
"Maybe I let them beat me up." he said. "Maybe I like it that way."
"And what about that whole thing with Miyagi?" Youhei asked. Mitsui stopped.
"Heh. Someday I’ll have him just how I want him. I guess I just have to go about it differently now." Mitsui replied. "Ja." the older boy said, waving his hand over his shoulder and walking off.
"Hey wait!" Youhei called after him. "Doesn't that mean you have to be Akagi's bitch too?"
Mitsui tripped in midstep and choked.
~ owari
Jan 6 '09