It was raining... Just like that day.
Hoshitani was wandering around Ayanagi, lost in thought. He eventually ended up on the edge of the outdoor stage. He sees someone there, so he walks foward to get a closer look.
It was Otori-senpai...dancing. Hoshitani's eyes widened in awe. 'Otori-senpai's dancing... It seems so familiar... Could he be...' Hoshitani continued to watch his senpai dance, seeing feathers flying and Otori's hair glowing in the rain and coming sun. 'So beautiful...'
Otori stops his performance as he notices him, and looks directly at him, Hoshitani staring back. They stare at each other for awhile. Hoshitani tries to say something, anything, but his mouth goes dry, so he offers a bow before running off.
As he's running, his mind is racing. 'Is Otori-senpai really him? Is he the one I've been looking for this whole time? Why didn't he tell me?!'
He ends up in the practice room, and pants heavily. 'Why did I think he was beautiful though?' He thinks for a second, catching his breath. Then, his eyes widened in shock. 'No way. I can't like him like that!' He shakes his head, still wet. 'I can't have a crush on him...'
Then, Otori enters the room, panting and wet. "Hoshitani..." Hoshitani looks at him, surprised. Otori catches his breath and smiles. "You're soaking wet," his hand tries to touch his head, but Hoshitani flinches away. Otori's eyes widened, then moved his hand away, sighing. "I guess you know now, huh?"
Hoshitani nods, "Why didn't you tell me?" Otori smiles sadly, "I didn't want to crush your dream." Hoshitani glares at him, "You wouldn't have crushed my dream. My dream is to meet you and to be like you. It's only half finished." Otori blinks, "You're not mad?"
"Only a bit since you never bothered to tell me. You're lucky you're beautiful," realizing what he just said, he covers his mouth. "Uhh... Forget that last part," he says, his voice unusually small.
Otori raises an eyebrow, "You think I'm beautiful?" Hoshitani looks away from him, silent and a bit flushed. Otori smiles, "You do!" Hoshitani tries to run away, but gets caught by the wrist and pulled into a hug from behind.
"Oh no! You're not running away from me again," Otori says, arms wrapped around Hoshitani, preventing his escape. Hoshitani tries to struggle, but eventually gives up, sighing.
Otori asks, "Why did you run away from me, anyway?" Hoshitani answers, "What was I supposed to do? I...couldn't say anything." "Did I take your breath away?" Otori asks, smirking. Hoshitani blushes, "Maybe..."
"You embarrassed?" Otori teases. "What do you think?" Hoshitani glares. Smiling, Otori turns Hoshitani around, and kisses his lips.
Hoshitani's eyes widened in shock, Otori staying in that position for a minute before pulling away.
"Sorry. Your pouting was just so cute, I couldn't help myself," Otori smiles, seeming to not regret a thing. Hoshitani blushes as he glares at him, then decides to get back at him by briefly kissing his lips back.
"Do you want to go on a date sometime?"
Otori is surprised, then smiles, "As long as you don't run away from me again." Hoshitani smiles, "It goes both ways, senpai. You'd better not run away from me either." Otori nods, and they kiss again.
Satisfied, they hug once more. "If I get sick, I'm blaming you," Hoshitani says, his arms around Otori's waist. Otori smiles, his arms around Hoshitani's back, "Hai Hai. If that happens, I'll take care of you." Hoshitani hugs tighter, "You'd better."
By next week, they both end up sick, but still text each other, Hoshitani blaming Otori for getting him sick in the first place and Otori sending him kisses, hugs, and apologies.