The airport was filled with a buzz of excitement as females and males alike were staring at the large handsome man who leaned against a wall. His eyes were on a terminal and it appeared that he could wait there all day and not be bothered.
The women giggled as they past him, pausing only a moment before rushing off in excitement to declare they had seen one of the Y&S models at an airport.
The males tried to strut as if they had nothing to worry about but internally they were in termoil knowing that they would never match up to the masculine looks of the model.
And through it all the man just stared at the terminal, unaware of the buzz because he had been around it for most of his life even before the modeling job.
On the outside he appeared at ease but inside he felt a stabbing impatience.
Where is my shorty? He thought with annoyance. Its been a year since I last saw him and held him in my arms.
Their friends would always marvel about how cute a couple they were. A statement that annoyed Takara but didn't faze Kiyomine. Why would anyone be attracted to such a scrawny person, he thought. Sure Takara had the looks of a beautiful female but the boy was practically a beast when it came to his temper. Almost like a cat, Kiyomine mused. So soft and cuddly but deadly claws and fangs if it's fur was rubbed the wrong way.
The sound of a women's voice over the PA broke him of his thoughts with the announcement of flight 7B's arrival.
This is shorty's plane, Kiyomine thought as he forced himself to remain against the wall unmoving.
The doors opened and a burst of people came through but none of them mattered.
It wasn't until the end of people, when he caught sight of Fujishima Kou , Takara's father. But where is shorty? He thought impatiently. And then, off stepped a tall, muscular man with pale hair and a face that seemed to rival Kiyomine's in looks.
Kiyomine stood against the wall, no longer capable of moving.
How did shorty manage to mature so much in a year?
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Takara walked up to the man he had once considered a giant.
During his time in Australia he had hit a growth spurt, putting him just under Kiyomine's height.
Stopping just before the handsome man he set his suitcase down and opened his mouth to speak but instead was silenced by the slender arms of a woman. "Takara, it's so good to see you!" Akari gushed as she squeezed the young man. She pulled back, running her hands down his arms to feel the strong muscles that now showed his strength.
"Wow! When did you get these?" She asked in amazement.
Takara shrugged before refocusing his attention on Kiyomine. He hasn't changed at all, Takara thought.
Kiyomine pushed off the wall and stopped in front of Takara, effectively moving the short woman out of the way by his mere presence.
"I'm back." Takara says, his voice deeper then before he left. So many changes had happened while he was away and part of him wondered if Kiyomine would resent them.
Kiyomine didn't answer for a long time. His eyes traveled over his friend as if mapping out all the changes. He then grabbed the suitcase that sat beside Takara and walked away.
"That is so like him." Akari stated with a hint of exasperation. "Don't worry Takara, he cares in his own way."
"I guess so." Takara mumbled unable to take his eyes off Kiyomine's retreating form.