A/N: I really have no clue how I started shipping this… don't punch me please xD

It was another normal Friday in the life of Sata Kyoya. He'd been at school, walked home with Erika and promised they'd meet at the café tomorrow. Now he stood in front of his apartment and sighed deeply. Another Saturday wasted with a date. He'd rather stayed home and ate dinner together or something…

He unlocked the door and was about to go in when he heard a familiar voice calling his name.

"Kyoyaaaaaaa!"

Kyoya turned to see his best friend running up the way to his apartment. Oh great, he thought to himself, Takeru. Exactly what he didn't need right now. And hold it, why was he carrying such a large bag…?

"You want me to… what?" Kyoya asked with a stoic expression on his face.

"Please, Kyoya! It'll just be for a few days until I find somewhere else to go!" Takeru begged.

"Why should I let you stay here?"

"'Cause I'm your best friend?" Kyoya returned his pleading look expressionlessly. "Aw, come on, man! I don't have anywhere else I can go!"

Kyoya sighed and stood up to get his cell phone. "I'll have to tell Erika I can't come tomorrow then."

"Oh, that's fine, I'll be okay by myself!" Takeru reassured.

"You don't seriously think I'll leave you alone in my apartment, right?"

"Th-then I'll go somewhere while you're gone. Anyways, there's no need to cancel your date, really!"

Kyoya sighed and sat back down. "So, not that I care, but are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

Takeru laughed and waved his hand. "It's not big enough a deal for you to be interested, trust me."

"But still a big enough deal for you to run away from home."

"Ugh-!" Takeru looked away, sweat-dropping. "It- it's not like I'm running away. I just need a little distance. Only for a few days, like I said."

"You should message your parents, at least. They're gonna worry."

"…can't."

Kyoya sighed. "Then I'm going to-"

"No!" Takeru interrupted him and Kyoya gave him a surprised look. "Eh- I mean- that's not necessary. They won't worry."

"How do you know?"

"…I just do, okay?" Takeru mumbled.

Kyoya stood with a huff and walked by Takeru to his kitchen, patting his friend's head softly. "Just don't get into trouble, will you? If I let you stay it'll be troublesome for me too if you do."

Takeru smiled brightly. "Whatever you say, Kyoya!"

"...annoying…" Kyoya muttered while pulling the door to the kitchen closed behind him, making Takeru chuckle at his friend's usual behavior.

"Ah… Takeru…-kun…?"

Takeru scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Yo, Erika-chan! Don't worry, I won't interfere in your date. He just kinda dragged me out with him… heh…"

"I told you I wasn't going to let you stay at my place alone," Kyoya muttered.

"Yeah, yeah… anyways, I'm off then. Have fun you two!" Takeru turned around and ran head on into someone.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" The boy apologized, bowing before Takeru.

"Ah, no, it was my fault! My bad."

Erika peeked around Takeru. "Oh- Kusakabe-kun?"

The boy looked up. "Shinohara-san…!"

"Eh?" Takeru took a closer look at the smaller boy. "Wait, don't I know you from somewhere…?"

"Kusakabe-kun, this is Hibiya Takeru, a friend from Kyoya-kun," Erika said. "Takeru-kun, this is Kusakabe Yuu, a classmate from school."

"She went out with him for a while," Kyoya added a little sourly and Erika laughed nervously.

"Ah!" Takeru called out, startling everyone. "That's where I know you from! You were the one I warned Kyo-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence as Kyoya covered his mouth with his hand. "You wanted to go, didn't you?"

Takeru pried his hand away. "Right, right... ah!" His eyes seemed to sparkle when he turned to Kusakabe. "Hey, know what? I'll treat you to an ice as an apology for running into you!"

"Eh? Th-that's really not neces-" Kusakabe tried to protest but was cut off when Takeru grabbed his hand and pulled him with him.

"Let's go!"

Erika looked after the two until they vanished behind a corner. "Takeru-kun is as energetic as usual, huh...?"

Kyoya shrugged. "He's annoying as usual for sure."

Erika chuckled. "Well, let's head to the café!" As they started walking, Erika suddenly noticed something. "Ne, Kyoya-kun... you said something about not letting Takeru-kun stay at yours alone before, right?"

Kyoya nodded. "He's staying at my place for a few days. He said he's got nowhere else to go."

"Eh? You mean he ran away from home?"

"Probably."

"Oh no! Why?!"

"Don't know. He said it wasn't a big deal." They arrived at the café and settled down on a table.

"He must have had an argument with his parents..." Erika suggested.

"Probably."

"Aren't you worried about him?!" Erika asked, angered by her boyfriends careless attitude.

"Not really. He's an idiot but he usually knows what's right and what's wrong in a situation."

The waiter came and wrote down their orders before vanishing again. Erika sighed and rested her head in her arms on the table. "I hope he'll be okay..."

"He probably will, as I know him," Kyoya said, "so stop worrying about him already. You didn't drag me here to talk about Takeru, right?"

"So? Which one do you want?"

"A-ah, this is really not necessary, Hibiya-san-"

"Call me Takeru. I don't like all those formalities," Takeru winked. "Also, it was my idea, right? So just chose whichever you want!"

"W-well..." Kusakabe looked to the ground. "If you insist... then I- I'll take this one," he decided and pointed on the strawberry flavoured ice.

Takeru grinned and turned to the seller. "One strawberry and one chocolate ice cream, please!"

After he paid and they both held their ice cream in their hands, Takeru decided to sit down at the fountain.

"S-sorry for the effort," Kusakabe muttered.

"It was my idea, right? No need to apologize," Takeru grinned, then cocked his head. "Oh, I was wondering... why do you hide your face like that? Got a scar or something?"

"Ah- eh, n-no." Kusakabe looked down. "M-my face just used to creep people out so I decided to hide it best as I coul- eh?!" Kusakabe's eyes went wide when Takeru turned his head in his direction and brushed his hair out of the way. When he caught up to what was happening, he quickly turned his face away and pulled the strands back over the side of it. "P-please don't do that..."

Takeru cocked his head to the side. "Why not? I like your face. You shouldn't cover it up."

Kusakabe blushed a little. "Th-thank you, but I think I'll leave it like this." By now, they'd finished their ice cream and Kusakabe stood. "Th-thank you for the ice but I have to go now."

"Oh, really? Well, see you then!" Takeru smiled.

"Y-yes... goodbye," Kusakabe replied and turned to run off.

"You're late," Kyoya greeted Takeru when he opened the door.

Takeru scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, I kinda fell asleep at the fountain..." Takeru explained when he entered the apartment. "How was your da-"

"I called your parents today." Takeru froze. "They wouldn't even let me finish talking and just hung up." Kyoya stood in front of his friend. "Takeru. What happened?"