Coffee Break
"Youji!" I rolled over lazily,
groaning as the roaring in my head continued mercilessly. Of course, Ken's
assault on the door wasn't helping my head either. I grimace as he began
another round of banging. I scowled pulling my unwilling body out of my nice
warm sheets, with thoughts of killing him. Must stop the pounding was my only
motivation, as I swiftly pulled on my robe. "Youji!
Are you getting up?!" He shouted, continuing his attack on the weary door.
"Youji!" I swung open the door as he was
bringing his hand up to beat on the door again. "You're up?!" he
exclaimed, in a surprised tone, his face was marked with a disbelieving look.
He smiled, lighting up his face.
"Yeah, I am. Thanks to you, Ken Ken." I replied sarcastically, glaring at my
intruder. His grin widened.
"I'm glad you appreciated it, Youji." He shot back just,
if not more sarcastically. Poor Ken Ken didn't like
to lose, did he? I smirked at him, leaning against the doorframe. Some how I forgot that I was mad at him. It was funny how he
could do that to me. His brows creased, looking at me. "Youji, are you
okay?" He asked me concern dotting his soft features. "You look a
little pale." I grinned. Ken, he was the
mothering type. Sometimes it got annoying. However it was always fun to watch
him make a fuss over us. I guess we all have our little quirks.
"Ah.. Ken Ken
your concern is touching." I place a hand of my heart, mocking him with my
actions. He just rolled his eyes, turning his head in the way only he could do.
My grinned widened on its own.
"Aya wanted me to remind you that in about ten minutes,
you'll be late."
"Yes, of course Aya. " I rolled
my eyes with a knowing grin, emphasizing Aya's name.
I could see Ken blush, slightly. He was so easy to get to. One little comment
and he was blushing like a schoolgirl. I love the way
he did that. Everyday I was swarmed with blushing girls and even women, but
only Ken's blushing had any effect on me. I admired the redness in his cheeks
and how it emphasized them in such a way that can be only described as Ken. I
found my mind wandering off, only to be snapped back by Ken again.
"Youji." He warned, eyeing me dangerously, as his blush lightened. I laughed.
I knew how Ken felt about Aya. Just because I promised not to say anything,
didn't mean I couldn't tease him about it. I grinned at him again. I never
missed my chance to do that. I loved teasing him. His reactions were always
varying, but I quickly found that I could almost predict what he'd say. Then he'd
throw me a curve ball. That's probably the reason I continue to tease him. I
want to see what he does next.
"Well you can go back to your Aya now. Tell him that I'll be
down after I shower." I told him, letting the your
slip out in suggestive tone. I winked at his stunned expression as it darkened
in a rich blush, closing the door. I walked to my bathroom, grabbing some
clothes on the way. I found myself, remembering the time Ken had told me about
his feelings. Well, actually he hadn't really told me. I dragged it out of him.
It was one of those days where Omi had cram school and Aya had disappeared,
leaving Ken and I the wonderful job of cleaning up. He had been acting
strangely all day and I had finally had enough of it. My curiosity got the best
of me and it just wasn't like Ken to be so quiet and so distant.
"So what's up Ken Ken?" I
asked, pushing my glasses up my nose, lounging over one of the counters. His
head jerked with a guilty expression plastered on his face. If I had any doubts
that maybe nothing was wrong, all those doubts disappeared. There was something
up and now I really wanted to know about it, especially if it had this kind of
effect on him. I smirked, looking at him. "There is something up." I
walked over to him. I had a mission now. I wanted to know whatever it was that
had gotten to him. He was blushing. I didn't think any body could blush that
much. "So are you gonna tell me?" I asked
bringing my glasses down, so that my eyes meet his. He blinked. By then I had
cleared all the distance between us. He sighed. I still remember how he had
been trying to blow his bangs off of his forehead, sending a puff of air in
that direction. He frowned, pushing the unruly chocolate locks from his
forehead instead. He was avoiding my eyes, trying to avoid my questions. I
grinned to myself, so Ken's gonna make this
difficult. I slung an arm over his shoulder, pulling him closer. "Oh Ken,
don't tell me you've gone out and gotten yourself a girlfriend." He
blushed. I could tell he was getting nervous. I was getting closer to my
answer.
"I really don't know how to say it, I mean…" His voice
trailed off. He was staring at the floor now. I sighed, tilting his chin up,
bringing his eyes up to meet mine again.
"Come on Ken Ken, you can tell me.
Who else can you trust besides the great Yo-tan?" I encouraged playfully,
flashing a Youji original grin. He smiled a little nervous smile. The type of
smile he used when he'd been caught. I'd caught him. At that point I knew that
I had won.
"I think….. I think I'm in love…. with Aya." My smile widened, more to cover up my surprise. I hadn't expected
something like that. I mean I know Ken cared for all of us, but I didn't noticed any special affection towards Aya. I told myself
then that it was because I had been too busy girl hunting. Now I know that it
wasn't totally true. Of course I'm not true with myself often and I now find
myself believing my own falsities.
"Oh so that's what this is about," I grinned,
turning away from him. "You know, I'm kinda
disappointed in you, Ken Ken." A look of
puzzlement appeared on his face. "I mean it's been so obvious for awhile
now," I stated nonchalantly, beginning to sweep the floor. It was a lie. I
really had had no clue, but he didn't need to know that. Besides what would he
think of a dumb stricken Youji Kudou, which was what I would have looked like.
"Whatever Youji." He returned,
his blush subsiding. I turned to face him again as some random object flew past
my face. Ken was always hotheaded.
"You nearly hit me. You could have scarred my beautiful
face." I yelled at him.
"It would have been an improvement," he shot back. His
eyes were daring me to say something. I grinned again. This was Ken that I
liked. The Ken that I wanted. His face changed again.
Worry etched itself there. "Youji," he paused, looking towards the
floor. "Don't say anything to anyone," he begged. His eyes were
pleading. He looked hopeless. I sighed at him. He seemed so timid and shy in
that moment. It was like he was so unsure of himself. I flashed him another
smile, folding my arms around him. I only meant the gesture to be reassuring. I
know that's how he understood it to be, but I still find myself remembering how
he had felt in my arms, even for those few seconds. I promised him not to say
anything. How could I have refused him anything? I wouldn't have even if he
hadn't of asked me to. I don't think I could betray him in that way. Well maybe
I thought I could have, but thinking and doing are two very different things.
I returned to myself, letting the water run down my body one
last time before I turned it off. I drew back the curtain, grabbing the closest
towel, quickly drying my self off. I found my mind wandering off again. It had
seemed to be revolving around a certain brunette. I don't remember when I
started to think about him so much. I think the change was more a gradually
one. I started noticing little things about him, little things that I never
even saw before. Like the way he'll chew on his lip when he's concentrating on
a flower arrangement. The determined look on his face
whenever he's trying to cook. Or when he
subconsciously pushes hair away from his eyes, safely tucking it behind his
ear. His eyes always seem to carry an extra glow with them, which increases
even more so when he's playing soccer, with the children he teaches it to. He
has an aura of something that's is only his, unique to
him alone. I run a brush through my hair giving it one final check over in the
mirror. The shower seemed to help my headache some, but after getting out it
had returned with a vengeance. I grabbed a bottle of painkillers, dropping two
into my mouth. I swallowed them dry, moving towards the kitchen. Omi's sitting
at the table, shoveling food into his mouth. He looked up as I enter.
"Morning, Youji-kun!" His eyes
twinkled in his usually happy way. He was shoveling some kind of sweetened
cereal into his mouth. I turned away pulling a coffee cup out of the cupboard.
Sugary sweetness was not my idea of a good way to start the day, unless it
involved certain brunette. I shook my head trying to get the thoughts of him
out of my head. I was just thinking about him ten minutes ago, I can't think
about him again so soon or my day will seem to take forever. Isn't it funny? When
I'm with Ken, hours seem like seconds. But when I'm stuck with thoughts of him,
those minutes of conversation or whatever with him seem like hours. I think Omi
called that relativity or something. Oh well... I'll leave the intelligent
stuff to Omi, he likes that stuff anyway. I poured myself some coffee.
"Morning Kiddo," I answered him, turning with my cup
filled. He pouted, his bottom lip sitting out farther then the top. He hated
when I called him "kiddo". It didn't stop me from doing it though. I smirked
at him, sipping at my coffee, the warm liquid slid down my throat.
"Aya's been waiting for you, you
know. You're already a hour late." He lectured.
Thank God it wasn't Aya, no wait, scratch that. Aya doesn't lecture. He just
glares. Each glare has a special purpose, like reading someone's mind. You get
the basic idea after being around him enough, learning the intensity of each
glare to its extent. Trust me, I know. I took a sip from my cup before voicing
my reason.
"Well, you can't expect me to go down there all frazzled!
Imagine what those lovely girls would say! People do talk!" I grinned as
he looked at me cynically. I shrugged, putting my now empty mug into the sink.
As I walked past him I ruffled his hair. He only frowned, looking back to his
cereal. I laughed as I shut the door behind me.
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I can't decided if I want to leave it at this or write more. Well for now this is it.