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This is an alternate story. what would've happened if Morinaga didn't notice his Senpai standing right there, catching him in his lie?

I gotta tell ya, writing this one was hard, because Im currently working on two stories that involve Masaki, and im not as familiar with him as i am with the others, so have to sorta make up my own Masaki and try to make him correspond with the original as much as possible, right? So i basically have my own ideas of what Masaki would and would not do. and he would NEVER kiss Morinaga. Ever.

well...maybe...but it would be highly unlikely!

But anyway. this sorta came out of my desperate need to placate myself while waiting for the next chapter to come out. but it comes out soon, right? i hope so, because she left us with one hell of a cliffhanger and im not sure how much more i can take o_O

its a oneshot. enjoy~

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Morinaga was standing only a few feet away from him, completely unaware of his closeness.

He tried to say his name but it died in his throat. He was just too shocked. The man currently attached to his hip wasn't "a friend [he didn't] know". It was that bastard from the other night, Masaki. Fury, irritation, and some emotion he didn't have a name for roiled in his chest. The moron! He lied! That was twice today he had found that Morinaga had lied to him. What else has he lied about? Souichi felt all his trust in Morinaga swim down the drain.

But suddenly, that didn't matter. Because the blond turned to Morinaga, tilted his head up, and pressed a kiss to his lips.

Souichi was more than stunned. He was astonished. Suddenly he had a name for the emotion. He didn't want to admit it, but how could he not? It stuck to his throat like cotton, making him unable to breathe. It gathered in his stomach, causing it to hurt. It wrapped around his heart, sealing itself, taking residence. Yes, Souichi was jealous.

He didn't want to see anymore. Man, was Morinaga going to get it when he got home. Damn, he was furious. But once again, he had said nothing. He had just turned around and left. He didn't see Morinaga's shocked reaction and flushed face, didn't see him push Masaki off like he had the Plague, didn't see the conflicting emotions flash across his face.

Didn't see him say no.

It took everything Souichi had not to go home and dump the contents of Morinaga's room out the window. He was already planning to make him sleep outside and ignore him at school. How could he kiss him? No, how dare he? After everything Morinaga did in order to convince him that he was the only person he loved, after saying it so many times—and here he was, sneaking around behind his back, kissing his ex-boyfriend. It was…it was…intolerable. The man was a liar. He lied about the job, he lied about Masaki, and now Souichi was beginning to think that he was lying about loving him this whole time. He just wanted to get in his pants.

The funny thing was that the job and Masaki didn't hurt as much anymore. But the possibility that Morinaga never loved him?

That hurt the most.