Roses are Red


Rating: Teen.
Pairing: TadasexIkuto
Warnings: Yes, this is Yaoi. Yes, this is TADASE AND IKUTO. No, there is no amuto or tadamu just TAKUTO. If you don't like that, then simply don't read.

Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara

He sniffled and wiped his red eyes. He pulled his fluffy plaid flannel blanket over his body. He settled down on the heated sofa that had a body massager. He yanked a tissue from the box, blowing his nose into it and then tossing it aside. He ripped open the brand new package of Oreos his mom bought for him, not hesitating to pluck one out, break the cookie in half, eat the cream and then eat the cookie parts.

He sniffled again and turned on the TV. The boy flipped to one of his favorite channels and snuggled down into the comfy, scented pillow his mom had brought him. He felt the tears threaten to fall once again as he watched the opening to his favorite soap opera.

Tadase whimpered and grabbed another Oreo. Life just wasn't fair! He sighed and turned to stare up at the ceiling. Damn show was a rerun. He didn't need a rerun; he wanted to know if Reiji and Shoji would finally make up! He rubbed his eyes and whimpered once more. Life just wasn't fair. He rolled back over, relaxing as he felt the couch vibrate beneath him. He stared at the Oreos for a moment before sighing and grabbing the pint of ice cream. If chocolate caramel cookie dough couldn't fix the world, he didn't know what could.

Tadase's shoulders finally relaxed as he shoved a spoonful of the cold substance into his mouth. He took a deep breath with his eyes closed, letting the ice cream perform the magical healing processes. He reopened his eyes, feeling much better. Ah, calories and their wonders. A small smile worked its way onto his lips as he took another bite. See? It wasn't so bad. He could convince himself it wasn't that bad. Just a little more ice cream, a few more cookies, a few romance books, maybe a long hot bath with candles and then that aroma face pillow his mom liked to use. And then maybe a few more cookies.

He paused when his spoon hit the empty bottom of his pint of healing goodness. Distressed, Tadase grabbed another Oreo and put the pint aside. He never went through sweet foods so quickly. He wasn't one to mope. He didn't usually come straight home from dates and wallow in self pity.

But today was different. He just HAD to open his mouth, didn't he? He wasn't even sure where they went wrong. Everything had always been so right. They'd always gotten along on some level. Tolerance. They had always tolerated each other, maybe with random bouts of anger especially if the word 'onii-tan' popped up in their conversation, but other than that Tadase just couldn't see where he'd gone wrong. He frowned as he realized all this thinking was leading to more tears.

Maybe that was his problem. Maybe he just didn't think enough. Well, his neko was older than him and smarter too. Tadase couldn't help it if sometimes he said something stupid or didn't make sense. But he tried. He tried so hard.

Tadase held back a sob and cranked up the heat control on the couch. He cuddled into his blanket and pillow and allowed a few tears to fall from his eyes. He tried so hard. Why didn't Ikuto understand? Couldn't Ikuto see? He didn't mean to be a bother, I mean, he wasn't even sure what he did to offend the cat.

All he knew was that right now sitting home on his couch crying his eyes out was the best possible solutions for all his problems.

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Kiseki listened to his partners weeping with a sigh and a pout. He was attached to the boy, regardless of how much he said he wasn't, and he did care about Tadase's well being. Kiseki sighed, getting up to do something. He didn't really care about what he was doing, he just wanted to get up and distract himself because if he didn't his thoughts might end up wandering to that cat shugo...

He frowned and paced back and forth. He didn't want to think about that damn neko, that stupid damn neko who had completely been far too forward and disrespectful a few hours ago asking him to... to... do such a thing! Kiseki stopped for a moment to shake back his shoulders and straighten his cape. He was a king! Kings were not subject to filthy cats. It was just not so.

He continued his huffing and his pacing, rolling his shoulders back to ease some nerves. But wait, why was he nervous? Kiseki bit his mouth and muttered curses.

That stupid feline was getting to him. That stupid feline always got to him. He never could quite grasp why. He figured it was simply Tadase's affection for the older boy leaking through his heart to him. Naturally Kiseki would care about his partner's lover's shugo. It was the natural order for things. But too care so much? Kiseki paused for a moment, realizing his thoughts. His brows narrowed. He didn't care for that neko. What was he thinking? Had he gone mad? Love is useless. He turned on the ball of his foot and began marching around Tadase's bedroom, repeating the words like a mantra.

Love is useless. Love is useless.

The small king eventually tired and sat down upon his throne to gaze over his kingdom. With a small frown, he reflected sadly.

If love truly was useless, what would explain this feeling inside him? When Yoru had instigated that... that thing he wouldn't speak of, he realized that deep inside himself, even though he had at first been appalled, he had actually been- what was that phrase Tadase told him about? Oh yes. Kiseki, the little king, had been turned on. And he was undeniably embarrassed and frustrated about it. Embarrassed because he knew he made a fool out of himself by scrambling away from the shugo so quickly. Frustrated because now he had no idea what he wanted to do or what he felt.

And it wasn't like Yor- the damn neko had any affection for him. The guardian probably just realized the little king was just about all he was going to get, as Ikuto was so attached.

Kiseki bit his lip. But Ikuto hadn't been so attached. After all, they... they broke up today. He sighed, letting himself listen to the blonde's whimpers from the other room.

The king still wasn't sure what had caused that spark inside Ikuto, but the boy had been livid. Tadase hadn't done anything wrong. The date had been planned for awhile; it was their traditional Friday movie night. And Ikuto had broken it off with Tadase so coldly. He hadn't given the blonde an answer why. He wouldn't even help dry Tadase's crying eyes. It was like something had possessed Ikuto, forcing him to break it off.

The kind scoffed. If the damn neko knew this was going to happen, he shouldn't have even tried. The king blushed, readjusting himself so his cape covered his thighs.

Love was most definitely useless. Especially with perverted cats.

A/N: Yes, yes. So Tadase sounds like a girl. That's what i was going for, so enjoy this lovely OOC emo Tadase. He'll be less ooc next chapter.

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