The reason that this chapter is so humorous is because the rest of the story will probably not have all that much humor, there will be some, because this is going to be more angsty then the first story was and it's going to be throughout the entire story. Again, there will be smut, but probably not until later on in the story once again. Oh, and this is the sequel to Making Cranes, so please, read that first. And this is under Atobe/Jirou just so it's easier for people to find. Remember, this is Kazuki/Takuya which is technically not allowed on fanfiction. –sweat drop- I think that's all for now, enjoy!

Disclaimer: This is for the whole story. I do not own Kazuki, Takuya, Shirota, Saito, nor Ruito, but I do own everything else including, but not limited to, Hiro Akira, Notani Yuuma, Sugimori Shou, Hoshino Arata, the Making Cranes plot, ect. I am not making any money from this story.

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Chapter One

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Takuya glanced over at the ringing phone, eyebrows narrowing slightly, wondering who would be calling at 8 o'clock in the morning. Quickly muting the television, he reached over and picked up the phone and greeted, "Moshi moshi,"

The female on the other end of the line explained to him the reason of the call, and Takuya's eyes slowly widened. He hadn't expected this at all. Those few months shooting had been amazing, and he had met the love of his life, but did he really want to film another one?

He bit his lip and pondered on it. He wasn't sure, though a part of him told him he had to. Takuya smiled. Yes, there was no way he'd be able to say no, if it wasn't for One Thousand Paper Cranes he would not have ever met Kazuki, and he'd still just be a normal teenager in college with no important person in his life. Plus, he had made some wonderful friends, and he had some fantastic, unforgettable memories from those three months.

There was no way that he could answer "no".

"Of course we'll think about it… yes, I'll tell him… no, thank you for taking the time to call. Bye," as he hung up the phone, the sound of someone entering the living room alerted him and he glanced over to the entrance, blushing pink when he saw his boyfriend in only a towel, hair still wet from the shower.

"Who was that?" Kazuki asked curiously, coming over and planting a kiss on the teenager's lips.

"Huh?" it took a moment for Takuya to work out what Kazuki was talking about, mind a little dazed from the simple kiss. "Oh, it was, um…" he tapped his fingers against the couch arm, not sure what his boyfriend was going to say. "They want us to do a sequel."

Kazuki blinked. "Sequel? As in… to the movie?" he questioned, sitting on the arm of the couch.

Takuya laughed lightly at the obvious question. "What else would I mean by a sequel, Kazuki?" he asked, laying a hand on Kazuki's knee.

"Smartass," Kazuki laughed, nudging the younger man who pouted and sat up on his knees. "I thought you liked my ass," he stated innocently, a small pout forming on his lips.

The singer glanced over Takuya's shoulder and down. "Yup, I definitely like your ass." He poked it. "It's so cute." Takuya blushed and turned his head away, only to feel a kiss quickly be placed on his cheek. He turned his head and when Kazuki went in for a second peck, their lips met.

Takuya fell backwards onto the couch, pulling Kazuki on top of him, arms wrapping around the older man's neck. A tongue darted past his lips and danced around his own. The teenager smiled into the kiss, moaning and arching into his boyfriend's touch.

Kazuki pulled away from the kiss and tenderly ran his lips across Takuya's neck, pausing to suck at Takuya's Adam 's apple. Takuya tugged lightly on Kazuki's hair at the nape of his neck, sighing contently into the man's ear.

"What do you think?" Takuya breathed and Kazuki paused for a moment before murmuring, "I need to think about it," he glanced up into Takuya's face when his boyfriend nodded understandingly. Kazuki's singing career was beginning to pick up, and it might not be a good idea for him to do another movie until said career was established.

"I just want to let you know that either way, I'm going to be returning to my role as Notani." He smiled slightly and Kazuki perched himself above his boyfriend, towel beginning to slip free from around his waist, not that either of them minded at all.

"I expected that and I won't stop you, even if I don't like the thought of you doing even pretend anything with someone else." They both knew what he was trying to say. If this movie got the green light, whoever played the part of Notani Yuuma would no doubt have to "have sex" with another actor for the movie, it was just about certain as Notani was a known… sex-a-holic.

And if Kazuki didn't return to his role of Sugimori Shou, that meant that somebody else would have to do that with Takuya, and neither of them liked the thought of anyone else touching Takuya except for Kazuki.

Takuya tightened his grip around Kazuki's neck. "I don't like it either," he murmured, tapping his nails against Kazuki's skin. "But if it weren't for that movie, I would probably never have met you." he frowned. The thought of a life without Kazuki was just… depressing.

Kazuki sighed and bent down, pecking Takuya's lips. "I'm sure we would have met eventually. I believe that you were meant for me, Takuya, so we would have had to meet some time."

As the teen beamed, his dark eyes smiled happily with him. "I like that thought," he pulled Kazuki down to lay next to him and snuggled into his bare chest. "Me and you meant to be together." He ran his lips against Kazuki's chest, tongue flicking out to lick at his clean skin. "Sounds nice, and probably true." He laughed and gazed up beneath his lashes. "I understand if you end up not doing it, but if you don't, we have to try and find away to see each other at least every weekend, and call each other every day. I don't think I could handle going without you for too long now that you're so constant in my life."

He stared at him for a second before poking him. "You're being cheesy, Takuya."

"Oh no," Takuya joked, laughing lightly. "I'm getting Saito syndrome." Kazuki let out a loud laugh and pulled Takuya closer to him, soundlessly kissing him on the lips.

"We need to find a cure," Kazuki playfully teased back. "I don't want you becoming like Saito, I might just have to give you to Ruito."

Takuya groaned dramatically. "No! Not Ruito! I'll be tortured into insanity by the two of them!"

Kazuki smiled. "Then I'll just have to save you." he hugged him close.

The teenager got a fake, bedazzled look on his face. "Oh, my handsome knight in shining armor." They both leaned forward, lips meeting again.

Kazuki sighed and turned the other way, trying to slyly creep away only to hear a loud, "Chotta matte!" the man groaned and slowly turned around to see a man running towards him, puffs of warm air escaping past his lips to freeze as it hit the outside oxygen.

Shirota threw an arm around his friend and grinned. "I've not seen you in so long! What were you trying to do just now? You weren't trying to escape, were you?" Shirota's grin widened into a smirk and Kazuki barely had enough time to say "of course not," before he was pulled along with the other man, arm still around his shoulders.

"Good, because it would not have worked." Shirota laughed and Kazuki did not doubt that statement and so stayed silent as Shirota continued to talk. "How are you and Konma-kun? Still hot and heavy?" he nudged his blushing friend whom inwardly cursed his choice in a best friend. "I'll take that as a yes," Shirota stated, eyeing the red blush on Kazuki's cheeks.

Kazuki couldn't help a small laugh of his own. "I wouldn't think you would take it as anything else, Shirota."

"Ah," Shirota pointed at him, pulling him down the street. "See, now that's my confirmation dear Kato-san. Oh how my heart beats rapidly in my chest, my dear beloved!" Kazuki decided to just ignore his friend's nonsensical rambling. He was used to it already.

"We feast!" Shirota stated loudly, earning a few startled looks before Kazuki was thrust into a ramen shop against his own will.

"I'm not that hungry actually," Kazuki told him, little hope that it would allow him to get away from his insane friend.

Shirota pointed at him again as they sat down. "Then you shall sit and I shall feast on the heavenly noodles and you shall listen to me talk your ear off."

Kazuki cleared his throat, lips twitching. "Sounds like a plan then." Shirota shot him a grin and he knew he had said the correct answer when Shirota ordered before turning to him and exclaiming, "Ah! You have not told me how your dear maiden is doing."

The singer raised an eyebrow. "Maiden?"

"Um," Shirota thought for a second before offering, "Lover?"

"Better," Kazuki sighed. "And he's fine. In fact, yesterday we got a call and they want us for a sequel. Takuya has already told them yes."

Shirota nodded and thanked the lady who set down his ramen and turned to him saying, "And why are you so…" he looked at the palm of his hand. "—gravitas?" Kazuki stared at him questioningly and Shirota stated, "It's the word of the day," as if it were the obvious answer.

"Ah," he nodded, deciding to humor his friend and answered, "Because I don't know if I want to do it."

The other man choked, coughing on his ramen. "Eh?" he stared incredulously at his friend. "But this movie! It brought the two of you together and I don't think anybody can play Sugimori as well as you did. You need to repay it by being in the sequel! Duh,"

Kazuki sighed. "I've got more to think about then that, Shirota. I've got an actual singing career now, which is what I have wanted."

Shirota stared at him before shrugging. "Okay, if you say so. It is only a movie after all. It's not like anybody is going to try to do anything to Takuya because you aren't there."

Kazuki stared at him. Damn you Shirota, he thought. Damn you.

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"Konma-kun!" a loud voice exclaimed before arms wrapped tightly around him and he glanced over his shoulder when he saw his friend Hiro Akira grinning down at him. "What're you doing here? Not come to see me, have you by any chance?"

Takuya chuckled and stepped away from his friend's arms, saying, "No, I'm just wandering. What've you been up to, Hiro?"

"I'm studying psychology now," Hiro grinned. "I was trying to make someone realize something and they asked if I was a therapist and it put thoughts in my head so here I am." He gestured around the university campus, still smiling brightly despite the October chill.

"Psychology? That's… actually not that surprising. My brother is studying it too, what a coincidence." Takuya told him as they began to walk across the grounds.

"I know," Hiro nodded. "He's in one of my classes I believe." He scratched the back of his head. "Noon on Wednesdays. There we go."

"How's Amaya?" Takuya grinned when he saw a blush paint across his friend's face. Hiro smiled slightly, placing his hands in his pockets.

"Ryuunosuke is fine. He's very good in fact. Looking after the first years even if he's only a second year and they all look up to him." Takuya could hear a proud lit to his friend's voice and turned away to hide his smile. Hiro really liked that kid.

"Ryuunosuke now, is it?" he smirked slightly when Hiro blushed even darker and give a short nod, brown hair jerking with his head.

"Hai, actually we will be going out on our third," he held up three fingers. "Date this weekend." Takuya made and "Oooh" sound and tilted his head slightly. "Things are going very well for the two of us so far, and I hope they continue on like that. I actually broke up with a girlfriend two weeks ago. I—" he hung his head, trying to hide the embarrassment on his face. "I accidently called her Amaya when she kissed me."

Takuya coughed. "Whoa, bad mistake to make there, Hiro." He couldn't help but give a small snicker, and Hiro shot a glare at him before shrugging.

"Eh, I didn't really like her anyways, more for… appearances. You've met my family." He gave him a quick glance. "They're a little bit on the… traditional side when it comes to the way family works."

Takuya nodded, remembering the one time he had met them a few months before, it hadn't been a pleasant experience.

"So, Konma-kun," his mother had started with a small smile as they sat at dinner—Takuya had decided to spend the night since Kazuki had been away that weekend. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Hiro had glanced over at him before quickly turning away and putting some more rice into his mouth. Takuya looked down at his plate while Hiro's parents and younger brother looked at him curiously.

"No, actually, I don't." He gave them a small smile and picked something up with his chopsticks, swallowing it down a dry throat. Hiro had told him about his family, and he didn't think it'd be a good idea to bring this topic up.

"Do you like anyone? How about that nice girl, what was her name? Keiko-chan?" she stated, still smiling. "Though I've always thought she and Akira would look cute together." Hiro choked and Takuya patted him on the back without looking up as everyone else looked at him oddly.

Hideaki—Hiro's younger brother—glanced up, smirking slightly. "Well, I've heard a few rumors and OW!" he exclaimed, glaring at his brother across from their mother, and Takuya couldn't help but think that Hiro had nice blind aim.

"Akira," their father said firmly before looking over at his youngest. "What was it you were saying Hideaki?"

The younger boy shot his brother another glare for good measure before continuing on. "I was saying that I've heard a few rumors around school about certain…" he looked at Takuya. "People."

Hiro choked again, this time turning a little blue and everyone glanced over at him in worry as he coughed out, "I'm fine, I'm fine. Just ignore me."

Hiro's mother sniffed. "Rumors are just for people who do not have lives. Like that rumor of those two actors who were in that movie being like their characters. It's disgusting."

At once, both Hiro and Takuya began to cough and choke on the food that they had just put into their mouths and Hideaki burst into laughter, almost falling off of his chair.

"What is the matter with you two?" Hiro's father burst out incredulously, eyeing his eldest and his eldest's friend.

"We're fine!" Hiro stated again, this time clapping Takuya on the back as he was still coughing. When Takuya got over his choking fit, his face was a bit red and clammy, breathing heavy as Hideaki wiped a few tears away from his eyes, small chuckles escaping from him every few seconds.

"Konma-kun," his mother continued. "What do you think of… that type of stuff?" he hard Hideaki snort and saw Hiro place his chopsticks down, scratching the back of his neck.

"Um…" Takuya thought for a moment before giving a tight smile. "I believe that—if a person is homosexual—it should be their business and their lover's business, no one else's."

Hideaki snickered. "I'm sure you've got more of a opinion then that."

Hiro cast him a stern look. "Hideaki, be quiet."

"Akira, don't talk to your brother like that." His father scolded again and Hideaki shrugged behind his back, smiling slightly.

"Actually, I do have a larger opinion then that, thank you Hideaki-kun." Hideaki grinned. "No problem,"

"Eh?" their mother made a sound of interest. "And what is this… opinion?"

Takuya gave a small, forced smile. "My opinion is that I am one of those people, but not only am I one of those people, I'm one of those actors from that movie and that rumor is completely true."

There was silence, and he could almost hear the nonexistent crickets in the background. Finally, "Hideaki, please go to your room, we need to talk to your brother and Konma-kun alone for a minute."

He gaped. "But I—"

"Go! Now!" his father said sternly and Hideaki pouted before stomping up the stairs and into his room, slamming the door shut childishly.

"You mean to tell me," he continued after a few more moments of silence. "That my son has invited… you over to our house without telling us what you are?"

Hiro rolled his eyes. "I didn't see how it was either of your business who Takuya is with. It's his life, he can do what he very well pleases!"

"Do not raise your voice to your father!" his mother exclaimed. "We raised you better then that Akira." Hiro huffed and crossed his arms, sitting back in his chair. Takuya cast him a small, thankful smile.

"I'm not going to do anything to your son if that is what the two of you are worried about." He grimaced at the thought of it. "Hi—Akira is nice and all but I do not think of him like that." The two of them shivered.

"Ugh," Hiro gave him a look of disgust. "Thank you for putting that image in my head, Konma-kun. You and me? I think Kato-san would kill me." The two of them chuckled at that.

"True," Takuya nodded before sighing. "See? You guys have nothing to worry about."

Hiro's parents looked at each other and agreed that Takuya could stay that night since they had already made plans, but that he was never to come to their house again, which Takuya was more than happy to do.

Takuya nodded as they walked inside of the main building and away from the cold October air. "Yeah, I definitely remember."

Hiro smiled slightly. "So what's been going on with you and Kato-san? Still hopelessly in love?"

The actor grinned. "Yes, we're still helplessly in love. And I do not think that will change any time soon either. At least I hope it won't."

"That's good. Why aren't you in classes? Don't you have any?" Hiro asked curiously, his friend was studying performing arts in University of Tokyo as well.

"No, actually, I don't. For some reason classes have been cancelled for the last two weeks and they aren't telling us a thing. But they're supposed to start back up next week. Oh! And I forgot to tell you, they want Kazuki and I to do a sequel for One Thousand Paper Cranes. I'm going to say yes, but Kazuki is thinking about it."

Hiro smiled. "Congratulations. Second big movie in two years, I'm sure it'll be awesome, of course, 'cause you're in it!" he patted Takuya on the head lightly. "I'm sure I'll be forced by Keiko to go see this one as well." He laughed.

"Or you can always take Amaya to go see it as a date." Takuya offered, grinning slightly.

The other teen nodded, smiling. "That's an idea."

Takuya sighed. "I should get going. I've got a bad feeling about something and I'm not sure what it is." Takuya frowned, what was this feeling?

But as he opened the door to his and Kazuki's place, his mouth dropped open and he heard singing coming from the living room and sighed, knowing exactly what the bad feeling had been. He stepped out of his shoes and traveled to his and Kazuki's living room, a small, resigned smile on his face. "Hello Shirota,"

The man stopped singing and looked behind him before jumping from the couch and throwing an arm around him. "Konma-kun! How are you? Come, you should be sitting next to your seme," Takuya blushed as Shirota pulled him further into the living room, pushing him onto the couch next to a bored looking Kazuki.

"Hi," the older man stated and he greeted him back, eyeing Shirota who had once again picked up his guitar and placed the belt around his shoulder.

"I've been telling Kato about this song I wrote," Shirota smiled. "It's about the two of you and it's called Two lovers who met in a boys love movie." Even as he said it, Takuya can see the grin pulling at his lips, and heard a few snorts escaping from Shirota. He hoped that he was joking…

At least his singing isn't bad, Takuya thought. If it was, this wouldn't be bearable at all…

No, it wasn't his singing that was bad, the lyrics on the other hand… and Takuya had a feeling that Shirota had done that on purpose.

There was once these two men who met at a screen test,

And for singing this song I better get a bulletproof vest,

Kazuki snorted.

They danced around each other in denial,

But we all knew that one day they'd be walking down the aisle,

The two of them blushed.

And I made a bet with one of them,

That if they couldn't make the other fall in love,

He'd have to announce,

That he was gay!

Yay!

Takuya felt like plugging his ears but instead sat there, staring at Shirota in horror.

But instead he found himself falling deeply,

And had to renounce said bet.

And now here they are,

Our two very own boy love stars.

"I guess that sort of rhymes…" Kazuki muttered under his breath, not being able to look away from Shirota who looked completely involved in the song.

"Is that the end?" But sadly, it was not.

And now they're going back once more,

With Kazuki as the studious boy,

And Takuya as the wh—

Takuya and Kazuki glared at him.

"Chore! Chore!" he changed it quickly, grinning slightly.

"That made no sense whatsoever!" Takuya exclaimed.

Shirota continued to strum his guitar. "Is it supposed to?" he laughed.

Takuya sighed.

I wonder what will happen next,

And I wonder if they ever text,

Shirota winked lewdly and Takuya hid his face, blushing deeply.

Kazuki stood and quickly began pushing Shirota from the house. "I think we've heard enough of your song, Shirota, but Takuya and I have some things to do, so you need to leave."

"Awww," Shirota pouted but put on his shoes and stepped out the door. "If you ever want to hear the rest of that song, you've got my number. Bye," he finger waved before the door was closed on him and Kazuki groaned, walking back over to the couch and collapsing on it.

There was absolute silence for a minute.

"That's the last time we ever invite Shirota over," Kazuki stated and Takuya nodded in agreement. "Yeah," the two of them looked at each other before laughing, large grins on his face. "That Shirota," Kazuki pulled Takuya to his chest and stared down at him smiling. "I don't think I'll ever be able to look at that movie again.

Takuya snickered. "Me neither." Kazuki placed a kiss quickly on his lips before murmuring, "I'll do it,"

"Eh?" Takuya blinked and sat up. "You mean…?" Kazuki nodded. "That makes me happy!" Takuya threw his arms around his boyfriend, grinning into his shoulder. "I don't think I would've been able to do it had you said yes."

Kazuki looked down at him. "Then why didn't you say that at first? I would've said yes right away."

Takuya smiled. "Because I wanted to make sure that you wanted to do it and not just because you felt like you had to out of obligation to your boyfriend." They stared at each other for another moment and then Kazuki kissed him one more time.

"Thank you," he muttered against the teen's smooth lips.

"No need to thank me," Takuya smiled. "We are two parts of a whole after all."