A/N: This isn't bata-read so there are probably a lot of mistakes.
I wrote it for my friend Nadine who writes great KaiMei fanfics and I wanted to sort of return the favour.
A confession
I might have never said it - at least not to the others and especially not to Kaito. Maybe I'm what they use to call 'tsundere'. Playing tough but being sweet and lovely inside.
Not that I care about labels. I've never cared about them and I never will. But I do agree that people, who call me a tsundere do have a point. I'd rather get drunk, be aggressive and rude then talk about my feelings. Not the simple, everyday feelings. Those are the feelings I'm always ready to talk about. I can even make a drama out of the smallest shit.
No, what I mean are these deep feelings. These feelings, that make me ashamed. So ashamed that I prefer a rude attitude to honesty.
If you think that I'm talking about Kaito, that idiot, you guessed right.
Who else should this whole thing be about? Len? Gakupo? Luka? Bullshit. The first one is a kid and the others a couple and good friends of mine.
And Kaito? Well. Like I already said, I never said it out loud. I mean, what it is that I'm feeling for him. It's a bit difficult for me.
You know, he's so stupid sometimes! So stupid and clumsy I just can't but hit him. All he can think of is his damn ice cream. Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, peppermint, stracciatella, lemon (okay, no he's more obsessed with the sweet stuff). I can't see it anymore! I can't ask him to go and buy stuff for dinenr without him spending all the money on ice cream. Moreover, he's unreliable. Forgets things instantly. Doesn't help me with the household.
When I remember all this, I get angry and feel like hitting him. Maybe someday it'll help to make him smarted (even if I doubt it).
On the other side… No matter how unreliable that idiot is when it comes to housekeeping, he is always there when I need a shoulder to cry on or when I'm simply too drunk to get into my bed by myself. He would never leave my side - always caring in his sweet, innocent, clumsy way. He may be annoying but he's the one, I'm feeling comfortable with. Sometimes, when the others are out, we would just sit together in the living room and watch a movie. I never felt so comfortable and calm around someone else.
You think that's paradox? Well, maybe. No matter how angry I can get at him, I don't want to miss him in my life. He's still my best friend, my duet partner and… yes, I have to admit it I guess … the guy I love.