A/N: Happy Valentine's Day people!

So, instead of giving you guys chocolates like any other normal person, I'll just give you guys a story instead. Though this is only the first part, please enjoy it as much as you can and I'll try my best to finish up the other two parts and put them up as well. But it definitely won't be today, sorry :'(

Standard disclaimer applies [the usual I-do-not-own-UtaPuri stuff], and I'm sorry if this sucked (I might have overdone it). Please read and take 30 seconds to review, let me know if it really sucked.

Constructive criticism is very welcomed!

Shinomiya Natsuki x Kurusu Syo

Syo was frankly relieved when he knew that Natsuki was working on Valentine's Day. He had been praying for the last year that he wouldn't be subjected to the torture he had to endure known as Natsuki's poison cooking.

Natsuki had cooked up a batch of blacked, mud-like concoction which he called gateau au chocolat and force-fed him with it. He damned nearly had to get his stomach pumped after eating that ghastly stuff. After that incident, he swore that he would never ever let Natsuki into the kitchen, no matter what his reasons are.

This year, he miraculously had the day off on Valentine's Day while Natsuki had work from morning until the evening. He had an entire day off, without worrying about being poisoned or dying. He had woken up later than what he was usually accustomed to. He had taken his time with his breakfast and he had actually finished reading the daily paper for once instead of just skimming through the pages. He had enjoyed a long phone conversation with his twin before Kaoru hung up on him

But after a while, the apartment felt a little too quiet for his liking.

He expected to see Natsuki bursting through the door with bags full of ingredients. He was expecting a disaster to happen in the kitchen, and maybe a trip downstairs to get help from either Tokiya or Ren. But there was none of that this year.

Any other day, he would be over the moon for a day off and he could stay alone in the apartment just fine without Natsuki. Maybe it was just his mind acting up, given that Valentine's Day have meant chocolates, poison cooking and Natsuki to him for years.

With a sigh, he opened his laptop to find some kind of distraction from his thoughts. The moment his internet connection got through, he was greeted with pages in reds and pinks advertising the date, flowers or whatever they we're trying to sell to the people. Gritting his teeth in annoyance, he closed all those pop-up ads and went to check his email instead.

He saw the usual random emails from Natsuki which both annoyed and made him a little happy at the same time. He didn't even bother replying, because that would just bring a surge of useless emails from him again. But as he thought of it more, the older boy did seem a little sad that he was unable to make something special for him this year and it made Syo feel a little bad (although he still mostly felt relieved about it). Although his cooking wasn't edible and Natsuki knew very well that he wasn't a fan of sweet things, but his intentions were good and it's the thought that counts anyway.

The next thing he knew, he was already looking up patissieries that offer a wide range of cakes over the internet.

-x-

By the time Natsuki got back to the apartment, it was already 10 PM. The stores were long closed and there was no way he could get any ingredients to make anything at all. It wasn't like he planned to get home late but sometimes it just couldn't be helped. It was one of the things every idol must experience while being in the business after all.

He was disappointed, although Syo seemed pretty happy about it. He never did understand why his friends ran away or made awkward excuses whenever he offered them some of his healthy homemade cooking.

When he opened the door, he didn't expect to see Syo sitting on the sofa and randomly flicking through the channels on the television.

"Ahh, Syo-chan. I'm home." Natsuki called as soon as he stepped out of his shoes at the genkan.

"Welcome back." Syo replied awkwardly. He still wasn't used to the couple-y things Natsuki pestered him into doing the moment they moved into the same apartment.

"Sorry, I got held up at work and I didn't get to buy anything special for you."

"S'okay, you didn't have to do anything!"

"But it's Valentine's Day…" Natsuki whined. "Every couple has to do something special together on this day."

"Shut up Natsuki! I said it's fine didn't I?"

"But…" Natsuki started to protest before Syo cut him off

"No buts. Now, go shower and come to the kitchen. You haven't had dinner yet right?"

"Well no."

"Well, then what are you waiting for, an invitation? Get going!"

"Yes, yes…"

20 minutes later, Natsuki walked out of his bedroom, his hair still damp from the shower. He walked to the kitchen where Syo was waiting for him. To his surprise, he found a dinner of spaghetti Bolognese waiting for him, along with a chocolate cake right in the center to the table.

"H-happy Valentine's Day." Syo managed to stutter.

Natsuki's face widened into a bright smile and he flung himself at the younger boy, forcing him into a vice tight hug.

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too, Syo-chan."

They stayed like that for a minute until Syo started getting uncomfortable.

"Get off me you big oaf. Do you want dinner or not?"

"Sorry, sorry… So what kind of a cake is that?"

"Ahh, the salesgirl told me it's called an Opera Gateau, though I have no idea what that means. It has coffee and chocolate in it though…"

Natsuki picked up a fork and dug into the chocolate cake on the table.

"Hmm, it's so yummy…"

"Wait, that was supposed to be for dessert!" Syo exclaimed.

"We're gonna eat it anyway, it won't make a difference when."

Syo sighed, knowing that there was no way he could reason with the older boy. "I can't believe that I'm stuck with an idiot like you."

"Don't be so mean Syo-chan…" Natsuki muttered before catching Syo lips in a kiss that definitely tasted like rich chocolate.

-end of part 1-

A/N: Well, you guys know me and I'm a really lame and cheesy person so I hope this isn't too much. Please look forward to the other 2 parts as well, and sorry for my usage of French names for the cakes (I got influenced by Yumeiro Patissiere)

Again, constructive criticism is sincerely welcomed :D