A/N: Just a story that I did to spread SeiXGen love.

Disclaimer: PoT and its characters do not belong to me.

Warning: Yaoi/ boyXboy love with Seiichi/Genichirou pairing (unusual in this order, I know) because I love them this way. Don't like, don't read.

MAGNET

CHAPTER 1: NORTH

The doorbell of the café released its chime and Sanada turned to find himself face to face with the most beautiful being he ever had the fortune of meeting. The guy standing inside the door was exquisite; wavy, navy blue tresses framing his soft face and deep sapphire orbs with its long lashes shining with intelligence.

The guy was definitely not an ordinary one. Despite the fact that he was wearing a simple get up of plain blue shirt and jeans, Sanada had a feeling that those ordinary-looking clothes would cost more than his whole wage for the past year put together. Not to mention the way he held himself. Not with arrogance, but rather the opposite, an easy grace that could only come from ingrained habit.

He was fascinating.

Snapping out of his reverie, Sanada realised that the man he had been ogling just seconds ago might very well want to order instead of being stared at. Putting on his best professional face, he stilled himself.

Forget about him, Genichirou, he's way out of your league, he told himself sternly.

Deciding to stop his daydreaming, he faced the most attractive customer he'd ever met.

The face that he faced a second later was only centimeters away. He found himself flushing in response.

This confused him. Not only did he feel attracted to the guy at first sight, something which had never happened before, he was blushing! He never blushed, not even when his friends teased him with the most embarrassing tales.

God, how could one man, despite his attractiveness, evoke these reactions from him? He had been flirted by good-looking boys and girls before, but he had never even felt anything aside from the acknowledgement of their looks.

"How can I be of service today?"

An enigmatic smile crossed the beautiful feature. He was momentarily puzzled. He was so sure he saw-

Nah, it can't be. Someone that gorgeous wouldn't feel anything remotely resembling interest towards someone so ordinary like him.

Keep on dreaming, Genichirou.

The voice that spoke was soft but clear, perfectly fitting the person.

"Could I have a medium cup of mocha and banana bread, please?"

"Ah, yes, of course! Coming right up!"

Feeling slightly flustered and out of his element, Sanada nearly found himself tripping over in his haste to escape into the kitchen.

He decided to make the mocha ordered at the back, not trusting himself to be able to do his job properly under that sharp gaze. This was safer. There would be no risk of him spilling the drink everywhere.

Finished with the order a mere three minutes later, the tall waiter carefully carried the tray filled with the order back outside.

He found the other male sitting at the corner booth of the café. Sanada noted that it was the exact spot in which he himself liked to sit in whenever he came to the café in his free times. The booth was more private than any others, managing to somehow filter the sounds from the café and kept it relatively quiet.

It was also a popular place for couples.

Sighing mentally, Sanada braced himself to face the handsome stranger once more. He also prepared himself for the possible appearance of someone for this gorgeous young man. He never had luck for romance, it seems. The first time he found someone who caught his interest this strongly; the person had to be unattainable.

Carefully placing the glass cup and plate on the table in front of his customer, he found those orbs meeting his once more when its owner lifted his head at his presence.

"I hope you enjoy your meal, please tell me if there's anything else you require," said Sanada in his polite tone.

The other smiled before replying,

"Thank you-" a pause to read his nametag, "-Sanada-san. I will."

Feeling the tell-tale signs of a blush creeping up his neck, Sanada decided to nod once before walking back towards his spot behind the counter.

It was approximately fifteen minutes later when the doorbell chimed once again.

Lifting his head from the receipts that he had been sorting through, Sanada found himself looking at a tall, raven-haired male walking into the still-quiet café. Sanada then realised how the young man was looking around the place, before his eyes paused at the sight of the navy-haired male.

"Seiichi."

The other male (so his name is Seiichi...) lifted up his head and smiled at seeing the approaching figure.

"Renji, you're late," the soft-spoken male scolded with a teasing tone.

"Ah, gomen. I was having a meeting with Inui and when I hurried here from Seigaku, my train was delayed," the newcomer replied, sitting in front of the other male.

Sanada gained from this interaction that the two was definitely close friends, the comfortable way in which they treated each other was telling enough. He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at hearing their conversation clearly. It couldn't be helped, seeing as the café was still empty, but he felt like he was unintentionally eavesdropping in their conversation.

He decided to ask for the raven-haired's order, as what would be seen as polite. Walking with his usual soft footsteps, he arrived in front of their table quicker than he'd liked.

"Excuse me. I was just wondering if there would be anything you require?"

The two of them turned at looked up at his voice. Sanada found himself growing increasingly uncomfortable at their gazes.

"Hmmm...A regular cappuccino, please," the male replied. Sanada absent-mindedly noted the way his eyes were almost completely closed for some unknown reason.

He had a gut feeling that he was being assessed somehow. Nodding at the order, he quickly walked to prepare the order, but not before asking the other male, Seiichi, if there was anything else that he required. He smiled at him and replied that he was fine at the moment.

Sanada couldn't help but think that he saw the same flash of something passed through those blue orbs. Shaking it off as his own hopeful thoughts, he walked through the kitchen door being fully oblivious with the two pairs of eyes following his move.

"Seiichi, I didn't know that he was your type."

Yukimura was startled out of his reverie at hearing his best friend's words. He glared at the other male, cursing his sharpness. Renji could be quite annoying when he wants to be.

"None of your business," he replied in a sharper tone than intended. His friend didn't look offended though, merely amused, having no doubt being used to Yukimura by now. They had been friends since junior high after all.

"I was just saying. After all, that was definitely interest in your eyes when you looked at him. I've never seen you look at anyone in that way before. This is definitely a really rare data for me," the other male replied with a smile.

Yukimura sighed in defeat. It seems like he wouldn't be able to hide this from his best friend. He couldn't deny the fact that he was very much attracted to the tall waiter who'd served them. Yukimura had never met anyone how caught his attention completely like the other male was able to unconsciously do.

He saw the other male a week ago by coincidence. He had been sitting in his car that had stopped in front of a traffic light and, out of boredom, he was looking outside when his gaze caught an unusual sight.

There was a young man talking to an old lady, aiding her by carrying her shopping bags for her and helping her cross the road. Yukimura had been strangely intrigued by this male; it was rare to see people with that sort of kindness anywhere nowadays. Not to mention the fact that it was a young man who looked to be the same age as he himself.

People, as they grow older, became more immersed into themselves and cared less for their surroundings. It wasn't really rare to see students helping older people, but it was pretty unusual for someone like him to be helping an old lady.

Yukimura's attention was riveted to the male and old lady walking together until they disappeared from his sight. It was unusual for him to feel this kind of attraction towards a person and Yukimura was left pondering at his own reaction.

It didn't hurt that the male was extremely attractive and definitely his type.

An hour later, Yukimura was walking around the shops where he was going to have a meeting with his acquaintance later on the day, feeling somewhat regretful over the fact that he didn't choose to sta- follow the other male.

Suddenly, his sharp ears caught voices. Feeling his curiosity caught for the second time that day, he started to walk towards the direction of the sound. He was surprised when he saw the same young man from before standing before a frowning older male in front of a café's side door. It seemed like the raven-haired was an employee of that café.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise the time and when I did, I had missed my train and had to wait for awhile. I promise that this won't ever happen again."

"It better not be. I won't tolerate anymore lateness from you. You always said the same thing each time. Don't you watch the time? I'll let you off this time, but this better not happen ever again, do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand," replied the scolded male.

"Well, get to work quickly!" With that, the older male walked back into the café.

Yukimura could see how the raven-haired male sighed in exhaustion with drooped shoulders as soon as his boss left. He remained that way for a few seconds before straightening himself and stepped into the side door and entered the café.

Yukimura was, simply said, impressed at the other male. Not only did he manage to hide his kind act (something that Yukimura had a feeling the young man did often), showing his sincere and humble nature, but he had received the somewhat unjust scolding with acceptance. Yukimura didn't know that someone like him still exist in this growingly selfish world.

It was at that moment that Yukimura decided to get to know the other man. Fate seemed to have brought him into Yukimura's attention, after all.

This was why a week later, he found himself walking into the café where the handsome male worked. He had contemplated visiting the place and, after a week, finally gathered enough courage to step through the door; giving himself a reason by meeting Renji there. He had tried to dress as casually as possible, not wanting to look out of place inside the comfortable café.

He was lucky when he found himself greeted and served by the one he was looking for. He found the flush that crept up those cheeks to be endearing and when that deep and smooth voice had asked him how he could be of service; Yukimura's mind couldn't help but come up with its own suggestions as to the other ways that the other male could service him. He quickly shrugged out of his somewhat dirty thoughts and ordered.

Yukimura couldn't help but admired the way the tall male moved with a comfortable, natural grace around the café towards his table. His simple waiter uniform hugged his form perfectly without being tight and the black apron tied around his waist somehow highlighted his lithe waist to Yukimura's attention.

Yukimura cursed his inability to stop such thoughts to enter his mind. Finding out the other male's name had been rather satisfying; he felt like his goal for the day had somehow been accomplished.

He discreetly watched Sanada did his work, handling some sort of paperwork behind the counter; handsome face filled with concentration. Yukimura found it almost impossible to drag his gaze away from the attractive sight.

He was somewhat grateful for Renji's appearance, giving him a reason to concentrate on something else.

Sanada returned a while later, carrying the small tray with the ordered cappuccino standing on top of it. He carefully set it down in front of the male that was called Renji and uttered a small 'you're welcome' to his thanks before walking back towards the kitchen.

He was thankful when another customer walked in soon after, diverting his attention from the two people at the back booth. It was nearing lunchtime and soon the café was packed and he didn't have time to concentrate on anything else aside from finishing as many orders as possible.

It was while he was walking to deliver the order of the couple sitting on the booth next to the gorgeous male and his companion that he happened to hear a small snippet of their conversation.

"Seiichi, you can't blame me for that. Akaya was practically begging for it."

The shorter male had chuckled before replying,

"You're such a sadist I don't even know why I love you in the first place."

"Well, you can't find someone like me anywhere else, that's why."

Sanada had promptly froze and, before he realised what was happening, dropped his tray onto the floor. As soon as he realised what he had done, he quickly apologised to the couple who ordered before promptly collecting the broken glass from the cups. He felt his face burning in embarrassment from all the stares he was getting from all around the café.

In his hurry, he wasn't being careful enough to watch out for the sharpness of the broken pieces and quietly gasped when he found his finger cut. He was just going to ignore it for the sake of cleaning up the mess quickly when a handkerchief was almost literally shoved in front of his face.

Sanada lifted his head only to come face to face with the very object of his stares for the past two hours. He felt himself flushing in response, feeling decidedly embarrassed at how clumsy and stupid he must've looked to the elegant male.

"Thank you for your offer, but I-"

"Use it. It's just a handkerchief. Your finger is more important than dirtying this piece of cloth," the other replied in a somewhat stern tone.

"Ah, but-"

Sanada stopped his words in his shock at finding this particular customer quite literally tugging his hand to himself and wrapping the handkerchief around his finger. He almost gasped out loud at the feel of soft hands and fingers circling his wrist and holding his hand.

"I-I-um, thank you," stammered the surprised waiter.

"You're welcome," the other replied with a smile.

When Sanada saw him moving to reach for the tray filled with broken glass, no doubt to help him, he snapped out of his shock and quickly took the tray before he could touch it. He didn't want to bother this good-looking customer that, as he had just found out, was extremely kind.

"Um, thank you once again. I'm sorry to bother you," Sanada promptly bowed to him and quickly walked back to the kitchen to continue in cleaning up the mess he had created.

He walked back out with the mop ready in his hands and quickly cleaned up the spill on the floor. He didn't dare to look towards his kind customer's direction in fear of doing something idiotic once again.

Finished with his clean-up, he continued with his work, attention once again fully taken by the piling customers. He couldn't shake off the knowledge that he had found out about the pair of young man at the back booth though, not after overhearing those words being uttered.

He felt quite shaken at knowing that they were a couple. Sanada felt shock and somewhat hollow at the knowledge. He scolded himself for feeling that way; he had no right to be jealous of the boyfriend! He didn't even know of the other male's existence until this very day! That didn't mean that he felt any less disappointed though.

He was glad when the hectic lunch time was over. This meant he could finally have a break before the afternoon crowd that usually consists of school students. He sighed in relief while wiping the tables clean. It was while he was doing this that he caught the watching sapphire gaze.

That soft face smiled at him upon finding their gazes locked and he tentatively smiled back in response.

To say Yukimura was surprised was an understatement when he saw how the boy he had obtained a huge crush on smiled at him. He couldn't believe the saying that a smile can transform someone's face until that very moment. He had initially thought that the other male couldn't get anymore good-looking, but he was clearly proven wrong.

It was when he looked at the wall clock in the shop that he realised just how long he'd spent his time in the café. He was sad to realise that he had to go, or else they would look too suspicious staying for so long.

Three hours...had the time gone by that quickly?

Sighing in regret, Yukimura informed his best friend -who was engrossed with whatever book it was he had brought along- that they should leave. Renji had looked back up at him and simply packed up his things and did as told.

The two of them walked up to the counter to pay for their food and had to wait for a few minutes before the waiter come out from the kitchen door. He walked towards them quickly as soon as he realised that they were waiting.

After promptly apologising for making them wait (something that the two of them waved off easily), he had told them the amount due and Yukimura quickly paid for both of them. He had been the one to invite his friend here, after all.

They were just starting to walk towards the door when the waiter's voice stopped them,

"Ah! Wait! Um...your...handkerchief..."

Yukimura smiled at the confused-looking young man, no doubt feeling worried about how he was supposed to return it to him.

"Don't worry about it. Just keep it," Yukimura replied easily before stepping out of the café with Renji.

"But, your..."

Sanada stopped his words as soon as he realised that the pair had left. He breathed out a great sigh of disappointment right after. It wasn't that he believed himself to have any chance whatsoever with the unattainable male, but he was somehow hoping that he'd get to at least discreetly stare at him a little longer.

Knowing that there was nothing to be done about it, he continued his work and went on as usual; this time with a heavier heart than he began with. He was frustrated with these new feelings that were threatening to overwhelm him. Not one to ever feel any of these strange feelings evoked from him, as well as the reactions brought forward; Sanada was feeling completely lost.

All he knew at the moment was that, deep down; he hoped that the young man who was able to evoke these emotions from him would come back to the café once again.

And his hope was answered a week later.

TBC

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