It was just a casual pass-by or at least he had thought that's all it was going to be. He turned his quickly, getting a good at the stern face of the taller man who passed him. A suit seemed to make him a little out of place on the street. He raised his brow, studying him. Was he lost? "Haruhiko-san, there you are. You shouldn't have just left." the voice of another man yelled out, running passed him. Haruhiko-san? The name rang through his ears like a bell. He slowly kept walking, not wanting to overhear what was being said.
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He snapped out of his train of thought at the feeling of someone's hand on his shoulder. "Huh? What is it?"
"Saito-kun, don't you think you should be paying a little more attention to what's going on around you?" his friend inquired.
He sighed heavily, running his hand through his black hair with red high lights. "I'm tired of you calling me that...we're friends, right? At least call me Riichi."
The other man shrugged his shoulders, "Whatever. But I mean seriously, what kind of surgeon stares off into space?"
"I'm on break and I would have heard. It's not like I'm deaf. Can't I eat my lunch in peace?" Riichi looked over at him.
He shook his head, "Not in the least. So what were you thinking about?" he asked, putting his elbow on the table and rested his chin in the palm of his hand.
A blush crossed the dark haired male's cheeks. Why did he have to ask such a thing? "That's none of your business. It was just something that happened several years ago."
A smirk crossed his friend's lips, "Oh? A fateful encounter? A beautiful young lady perhaps?"
Riichi stared silently at him for a moment. There was no way he was going to tell him he was talking about a guy. Even if every encounter he had with him was a simple passing by. A couple years after his encounter, his older sister had told him all about (or what she knew about) Haruhiko Usami. It was the weirdest conversation he had ever had with her.
"Look, don't worry about it. It's none of your business on what I was thinking about. Just don't ask about it again, Akira-kun." he replied.
Akira put his hands up in defense, laughing nervously. "Just calm down there a bit. You're acting like a high school girl with a secret crush."
Riichi groaned, wanting to pull his hair out. "Shut up! You're really starting to piss me off. Can't you stay out of my personal life?"
He shook his head, "Nope. We've been friends since high school. I know pretty much everything about you. This is no time to start acting like that."
"I can act however I want. You're not my mother or father. So stop acting like you need to know what's going in my head." He snapped.
Akira blinked, staring at him in surprise. "I didn't think it would be that big of a deal. If you have a secret crush, I have the right to know."
Riichi shook his head, "You don't. So just shut up about it already." he sighed, trying to finish the lunch he had started.
He reached his hand out and wrapped his arm around his neck. He nudged the other male's head. "So you do have a secret crush? Isn't that cute of Riichi to like someone? Here I thought, you weren't interested in dating anyone. But you aren't getting any younger."
Riichi sighed heavily, furrowing his brows. He moved his hands, grabbing a hold of his friend's arms and moved them. "Let go! I don't see why you have to make a big deal out the simplest things."
Akira raised his brow, "It's not simple. It's a big deal. Your parents would be happy if you got married and gave them grandchildren."
'It's not that simple, dumbass.' He laughed nervously, moving away from him. "My sister already gave them grandchildren; I don't have to give them any."
The other male gasped, putting his hands behind his head. "Oh! So you play for that team?"
Riichi blushed, his eyes widened at the statement. "What the hell's wrong with you? Saying stupid shit like that so calmly."
"It doesn't bother me if you are. I just want to know if that was the case. It would explain a lot." Akira replied with a calm smile on his face.
He rubbed his temples, groaning. "How would it explain a lot? You're being dumb and being a little too observant."
He blinked, tilting his head to the side. "Thanks for hinting to me that it's true. But who do you have your eye on?"
Riichi quickly stood up, turning to look at Akira. "I'm tired of hearing you! Shut up!" he yelled, backing up a bit before bumping into someone. "Watch where you're going!"
"Don't you think I should be saying that?" the male voice came from behind him.
Quickly, he turned to look at him. "Ha-Usami-san? What are you doing here?" he inquired, his cheeks turning a deep red.
Haruhiko stared at him for a moment with his usual stern expression. "Acting formal now? Your sister said that you were acting strange the last time she talked to you and she wanted me to talk to you."
"M-my sister? I wasn't acting strange! Her mind is elsewhere from being a new mother." Riichi replied, looking down.
He crossed his arms, "From what I've heard, they're more in tune with others feelings."
He shook his head, "She's just being an older sister. Nothing to concern yourself with it."
Haruhiko raised his brow before pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He nodded his head, reaching his hand out and patting the smaller male's head. "If you say so Riichi." he said before walking off.
Riichi took a deep breath, putting his hand on his chest. His heart was pounding against his chest. Why did his sister have to send him?
"I get it now. You've got a crush on Usami Haruhiko. Liking your sister's friend is a little weird isn't it?" Akira stated simply.
He looked at him for a moment, biting his lip. "No! It's just like her to send him, she should have just kept out of my personal thing. Blackmail, I'm telling you."
He tilted his head to the side, "Blackmail? You know, I really thought she had a crush on him."
Riichi nodded his head, "Yeah, always threatening to say she'll tell him. Huh? She did, it's not like her changing her mind had anything to do with me. She just moved on after she made her confession."
"He rejected her love? Strange." Akira replied, rubbing his chin. "Maybe he's dating someone?"
"Y-you're wrong! He's not dating anyone. We would have known!" Riichi yelled out.
He shrugged his shoulders, "You never really know. He could have kept it a secret and doesn't plan on saying anything until he's engaged."
He crossed his arms, mumbling a bit. "You're acting stupid, Akira-kun. I doubt this is the case."
"Telling yourself that to make it more possible that you'd have a chance with him. I doubt you will." Akira replied.
Riichi groaned, "Why are you even saying that?"
He smirked at his friend, "Because, we're nobodies compared to him and he'd never want someone like you."
His eyes widened at that moment, looking away. What kind of friend was he being, telling him something like that? He couldn't believe that his so-called friend was going to lie like that. "How would you know? You ass!" he groaned before running out of the lunch area.
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After a long and grueling day of work, Riichi groaned. His eyes felt heavy and his legs were beginning to feel like jelly. All he wanted to do was go home and go to bed. Though, all of the things that Akira said to him were running through his mind. It pissed him off, he just wanted to forget about it and yet, he couldn't.
What was wrong with him? It wasn't like Haruhiko had taken notice to him before even though they had known each other for a while. What else was he to expect? He was his sister's friend and not his; he should have figured he wouldn't pay attention to him.
Riichi put his hands on his head, rubbing his head. He slumped over, sighing heavily. 'I probably looked like an idiot in front of him. Yet, I can't really help it...I always act like around him.'
He looked up, his brown eyes widened. He wasn't expecting to him again. Without hesitation, he started to run towards him. "Haru-" he stopped in his tracks, swallowing hard. Who was that kid?
Riichi stood there in silence, watching them. His heart sank a little at the sight. No one wonder he didn't seem all that interested in him. He bit his lip, watching as Haruhiko got into his car and drove away.
After a moment, he started walking again. "Hey, you! What is your relationship with Haruhiko-san?"
The slightly shorter, brunette turned to look at him with a shocked look on his face. He laughed nervously, "Huh? I only know Usagi-ani by a random meeting at the train station."
Riichi raised his brow, studying him for a moment. 'Usagi? Does he know Akihiko-san too?' He looked away from him for a moment. "Oh? But Haruhiko-san seems to be friendly with you...whoever you are."
"I'm Takahashi Misaki. I'm staying at Usagi-san's house while going to M University. And you? You seem familiar with him." he replied.
"I...uh...I'm Saito Riichi. My sister is friends with Haruhiko-san and uh..." he said, his face heating up. Why did that always happen?
Misaki tilted his head to the side. 'Does he like Usagi-ani?' he reached out and grabbed his hands. "You like Usagi-ani, don't you? Why not tell him?"
Riichi's eyes widened as his face brightened. How did he figure that out? "You're crazy, aren't you? I can't just tell my sister's friend that I'm in lo-uh..."
The almost sudden confession made him laugh. He didn't think that someone would tell him who they were in love with. "He'll never know that you are unless you tell him. I don't think you want to go through your life wishing you had."
"Huh? Yeah well I'm not the best at saying things like that. Besides, it looks like he's interested in you." he replied, sighing.
Misaki blinked before quickly patting him on the shoulder. "He only is because of how close I am to Usagi-san. I keep telling him I'm not interested but he's not listening."
Riichi stared at him for a moment. He backed up a bit, "Because you're with his brother? I'm kinda jealous that he likes you and doesn't seem to notice me."
'W-what? He's jealous of me? He's crazy.' He laughed nervously, patting his shoulder harder. "It's all in your head Saito-san! You're just acting crazy!"
He furrowed his brow, grabbing his hand and forced him to stop. "You don't have to hit me. You don't know anything about my relationship with Haruhiko-san. You're the one acting crazy."
"Misaki, there you are. I waited for you. Who is this?" the tall man barked.
Misaki looked at taller man, laughing. "Usagi-san, I just got distracted by talking to Saito-san."
Akihiko looked at him with narrow eyes. "Saito? As in Saito Riichi, the younger brother of Saito Kairi?"
Riichi nodded his head, "Yeah, that's me. No one too special."
"I've seen you before and I've seen the way you look at that man. It's pretty obvious." he replied, grabbing a hold of Misaki. "Now if you'll excuse us."
He blinked, watching as they left. They were certainly an interesting couple. 'That was interesting. Maybe Takahashi-kun is right and I should just tell Haruhiko-san.'
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At home, Riichi stared silently at his cell phone. He reached his trembling hand out towards it before quickly pulling his hand back. He pulled his knees up to chest, his eyes growing sad. He was being pathetic and he knew he was.
The sound of knocking echoed through the silence which caused him to jump. Quickly, he pulled himself up off the floor and ran towards the door. "I'm coming!" he shouted before flinging the door open.
Staring down at him where two stern brown eyes. He pushed up his glasses before pushing passed him. "You lied earlier."
He shut the door before turning to look at him. His cheeks got hotter the harder his heart pounded against his chest. "W-what are you talking about, Haruhiko-san?"
Haruhiko sat down on the old hand-me down teal velvet couch, crossing his arms. "Kairi gave me a call again. First she went on about how her husband is never home and then she was going to say something about you before hanging up."
Riichi's eyes widened at that moment. His sister was about to tell him how he felt. Slowly he made his way over to the couch and sat down. "She must be stressed. But that didn't mean you had to come all the way over here for that."
"I still don't think you were telling me the truth earlier at the hospital. You seemed uneasy." he replied, looking over at him.
He looked at him with his eyes, biting his lip. Why did he feel like one of those hopeless school girls? "Uh...just the conversation I had with Akira-kun. He was being an idiot."
Haruhiko turned to face him a little more. "Do you like him?"
'What kind of question is that? Are you that oblivious? I don't like Akira-kun. The one that I like...no love is you, Haruhiko-san.' Riichi shook his, moving a bit closer to him. He reached his hands up, placing them on the side of his face. Without putting much thought into what he was doing, he closed his eyes. He pressed his lips passionately against the taller man's.
His eyes widened at the sudden kiss. He reached his hands out, pushing the smaller male away from him. Without saying anything, he stood up. "Riichi, I'm sorry."
He covered his mouth, looking down. Why did he even do that? He already knew that he had a thing for Misaki but he thought he could break that. "Haruhiko-san...I know that you like Takahashi-kun. I should be the one apologizing."
Haruhiko looked down at him, silently. He was a little in shock by what he had said. He leaned down, putting his on either side of his head and grabbed the back of the couch. "You're being an idiot, Riichi."
Riichi blinked in confusion. He was being an idiot? He started to laugh nervously. "I...uh...I'm not an idiot! You're the one who's an idiot! Being oblivious to things that are...eh...whatever."
"Kairi, she had always wanted to tell me something concerning you for a while. Every time she was about to say something she stopped as if it wasn't important." he replied. He had been trying to convince himself for years that it wasn't in love with him.
Riichi averted his eyes at that moment. Why would she even do that? She was stupid. "Why'd you even dwell on what she was saying to you?"
"I wasn't as oblivious as you thought I was. I knew liked me, Riichi and it was only confirmed after the many times Kairi brought you up in our conversations." he replied, leaning closer to his face.
He swallowed hard, looking back at him. His face was completely flushed, eyes wide. "What? Y-you knew? You bastard!" he reached his hands up, hitting the older man's chest.
Haruhiko moved one of his hands, grabbing a hold of his. He pushed them up over his head, kissing him passionately.
Riichi struggled a bit before he gave in and returned the kiss. He was confused by the older man's actions, not that it bothered him. He gasped feeling his tongue enter his mouth.
He pulled back from the kiss, leaving a trail of kisses down his jaw line to his neck. He let go of his hands, slowly starting to unbutton his shirt. Pushing the shirt to the side, his fingers danced across his skin. He gently rubbed his finger against his rosy nub.
"A-ah! W-wait, Haruhiko!" he managed to get out through his erratic breathing. Reaching his hands out, he grabbed a hold of his shirt.
Haruhiko pulled back, looking at him. He raised his brow, "What's wrong? I thought you wanted this."
Riichi stared at him for a moment, looking down at himself. "I do. It's just, I'm embarrassed." he replied.
"By what? Your body?" he inquired, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
He shook his head, "No...not that. This is my first time, that's why I'm embarrassed."
Haruhiko didn't say a word; he leaned forward capturing his lips in a heated kiss and forced his tongue into his mouth.
Riichi let out a noise into the kiss, grabbing tightly onto the tall man's shirt. He could feel his entire body becoming hot with his growing arousal.
He moved his other hand down his side to his pants where his fingers stopped. He ran them along the male's waist band, undoing his pants. He pulled down his pants before wrapping his hand around his manhood. Slowly, he started to move his hand.
He pulled back from the kiss, moaning softly. "H-Haruhiko-san! A-ah!" he pulled himself closer to him, trying to muffle his sounds of pleasure. His eyes widened at the sound of ringing coming from the older man's pocket.
Haruhiko stopped what he was doing, reaching into his pocket. He brought the phone up to his ear, hanging up once the conversation. "I'm sorry, Riichi but I have to go now."
Riichi stared at him, releasing his shirt. He nodded his head, "Uh...right." he was embarrassed with how he looked. Quickly, he moved his hands over himself.
He gave him a quick kiss on the lips before he made his way to the door. "Goodnight,.Riichi." he said simply before leaving.
Quickly he stood up, running to the bathroom. 'Will I be able to look at him the same way after this? We didn't even do anything...well kinda.' He took a deep breath, looking at himself in the mirror.