Title: Lie To Me.
Author: Sailor Mercury.
Date: February 19, 2007.
Genre: Songfic, yaoi, a little angst (I wouldn't be me if my fics weren't angsty, would I?)
Song: Miénteme of La Sociedad.
Couples: MitKo / SenKosh
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and his characters belong to Takehiko Inoue, and the song belongs to La Sociedad. Translation and fic idea are mine.
Author's note: Did I put everything? I don't remember what else I had to put here. I seriously doubt that anyone will read all this rambling anyway. Oh! And the fic is like two ficlets in one... the idea was to make some kind of contrast... oh! And c&c are very much welcomed... blah!
Warning: My english is way off practice, so it may be like crap by now... -.-

Lie To Me
by Sailor Mercury

When silence says more than words…

Basketball practice was usually the same. Sakuragi liked to make a fool of himself, and Akagi had to lose precious time in scolding him. Rukawa concentrated selfishly in his game, and Miyagi lose time drooling over Ayako. But two boys were always concentrated in practice. One, always ready to prove his skills to whoever would doubt that he had them. The other, always ready to put away the little 'fires' that the crashing of different personalities would cause once and again.

Yes, Mitsui and Kogure were always focused in practice… except when their gazes met and their hearts accelerated. Just for a second, desire could be cut with a knife between them. Just for a second…

Tomorrow doesn't exist, just today… and desire…

After practice, it was a different story. They always had a reason to be left behind. They always 'forgot something in the gym'. They always had the perfect excuse to come back. And there, in the solitude of the empty gym, they would forget about everything. Clothes would leave their skins to be replaced with passionate kisses. Hands would caress every inch of body they could find. Heat would rise, sweat would fall, and moans would be heard from their throats.

Don't fall in love, because this is not forever…

Later, they would say goodbye to one another and walk home in solitude. They didn't need each one's companion, as they both knew that there was no love between them. It was desire, and once the desire had been shut down, they could go on normally with their lives.

But, during sex they needed to hear love words. And sometimes Kogure, sometimes Mitsui, would stop in his tracks and think 'why?'… Why would someone need love words from someone he didn't love?

My love! Lie to me, my love!
If you really want to be my lover…

Principles usually condemn passions…

Koshino was not a person who liked to show his affections in public. Especially when he felt that those affections were wrong. He was raised as a man who had to fall in love with a woman, but that wasn't the case. He knew that he could never see his teammate Sendoh as a friend, because he felt something much more deeply than friendship for him.

Only in a hotel could your emotions be worthy…

It was only in that dark room of the hotel they used to visit that Koshino could feel free. Free to touch his lover, free to love him passionately. He knew that he was just an affaire for Sendoh, but he didn't care. In the darkness of that room he would only care about the other's kisses, his caresses, and his fake words of love… they seemed so real during sex.

The kiss is kiss until the end, and the fire until it doesn't burn anymore…

Later, Koshino would walk back home alone. His body satisfied, but his heart… hurt. More and more hurt after every meeting. He could feel it bleeding inside, and as tears bathed his cheeks, he wondered if Sendoh could ever love him.

But he knew he could never accept a man's love. Not outside that dark room.

My love! Lie to me, my love!
If you really want to be my lover…