Hitsuzen: a tribute for Jirou's birthday last May 5 ^_^v hehehehe this lethargic prince is so cute that everytime he's awake I can't resist of wanting to glomp him~ wish Akaya could be that squishy cute... hope you enjoy~


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Jirou's POV

It seems you forgot about me.

Well I am not irritated because I am annoyed.

But I am just too hesitant to say anything about it. Really.

Why won't you try asking Ohtori! He knows how restless I was and not usually asleep like I always do.

Or yet try asking Atobe! He was so dangerously mad at me because according to him, if I am not damn sleeping, I am damn distracted!

What are you up to that you happen to forget me?

You even forgot that I don't bring my bento because you said you'll always do that for me.

Thankful enough, Atobe's kind of thoughtfulness always brings us food excessively enough for the team to chew.

You're always in a hurry, like you are doing something that I shouldn't know.

It makes me feel like that you are keeping a secret from me.

Just little, tiny secrets remember?

"Maybe she's doing something important Jirou-sempai."

Ootori said with concern when he saw me getting too fueled up with worry instead of being asleep like I always do.

And the rest of the guys finds it amusing to see me this flustered.

Even though they would not tell, I could guess what's inside their heads, because they hadn't thought that I am capable of other habits aside from being so lethargic.

"Do you think she's tired of me already?"

I asked in a whisper, knowing I might be fretting over nothing. But why do I have this unsettling feeling?

Is it just my imagination?

But it wasn't likely you to ignore me like what you had done these past few days.

"Na Jirou, why won't you ask her what she's up to so you'll not worry too much?"

Oshitari, the ever straight to the point genius who wears that damn glasses even though he has 20/20 eyesight suggested.

As if it's that easy.

But knowing him, it's always a smart way to clam your lips closed instead or you'll get more than you bargained for.

Then they finally got tired and left me alone, with a mission of momentarily giving up until they can find a way to formulate another scheme to make fun of me and amuse theirselves.

I suddenly remembered how you always come late at classes every time I close my eyes. A small smile and an apologetic gomen ne was all I received from you. Then those afternoons that you'll suddenly disappear right after class and would just pop in the tennis court just to say you'll go ahead because you need to do something important.

I am not complaining. You know how I cannot bring myself to do that.

When I told you daisuki, I meant it.

I am aware that I am not your top priority, but am I of a little importance to you?


Akutagawa Jirou (Hyotei Gakuen)

[Jealousy]


Your POV

"Are you sure it's okay that I kidnap you every day like this? Or maybe it's better to say that you do the cute-napping instead."

Marui Bunta asked me for like four times already and if it wasn't of his cuteness, I already rolled my eyes.

"Yes Marui-kun, don't worry."

I smiled my best with his violet eyes blinked, once, twice before popping his favorite apple scented gum... flash of disbelief etched across his face.

"Besides, I already told you my reasons right?"

And with an eventual defeated look, he gave me an accused look.

Which leads me back to thinking; I know that hurt look on Jirou's face.

Even though as much as I wanted to say something, I can't. Not just yet.

I worked hard for this; I don't want any crashing out of details.

Besides, a surprise is a surprise right?

And I know how mad Keigo is too.

Oh well, I can deal with his anger quite easily.

But Jirou... just hang in there ne?


Jirou's POV

Sigh, tomorrow's a special day and I am a hundred percent sure that she'll going to forget everything about it.

Since she's going to be so busy with whatever she's doing that she even had Marui-san tagging along with her.

Wait...is there a possibility that they're dating behind my back?

"Why don't we follow her then?"

Oshitari once again infiltrated my thoughts, reading my mind out loud for everyone to hear, as he slings his tennis bag on his shoulder. And as I look at Mukahi Gakuto, I could clearly see the very same expression.

How they can do that mind reading, I don't have a clue. I don't want to know.

I just wish that they'll stop doing that when I'm not in the mood to ride with their jesting.

"Maybe Oshitari-sempai is right Jirou-sempai. We are not suggesting that you do it because she's well...you know..."

Ohtori stutters, his chestnut-brown eyes darting away from my direction.

"...cheating on you. Geez Choutarou, can't you be straight about it? He has every right to know."

Shishido Ryou interrupted; voicing out the words what his doubles partner so hesitant to say.

A possible scene swims inside my head.

While taking considerations about what they just said.

"What they are saying is that you follow her so that you'll know what she's up to and cease yourself from worrying over nothing."

Atobe regally commented from the door, his blue eyes darted to my direction.

Great, here's another mind reader.

"How irresponsible of you Jirou. And yes, Ore-sama's a great mind reader."

I heard him say before he turned around and left the rest of us.

"Okay, I am going to follow her."

I don't know where I got the idea of giving in to that genius' suggestion.

But it would not really hurt me if I do follow her, right?


Your POV

"It's time to go home."

I told Marui after successfully not burning the shop's kitchen.

"He noticed I guess."

I nodded and let out a rueful sigh, said out my thanks and went inside the limo.

Keigo called a while ago saying he wanted me home on the dot. How very helpful of him to send his own service to the cake shop.

I don't know how he found out but I am fully educated that there is nothing impossible for Atobe Keigo.

Well he said he wanted to talk to me about something serious.

And it makes me nervous.

Keigo and serious are two words that fits together to describe him right now.

I pat the box on my lap as a smile slowly creeps on my lips.

He isn't a sweet tooth but, I know he can't resist something made from hard work.

Because he is such a hard worker and he'll definitely love this.

"Glad you made it on the dot dear cousin."

Screw me, his not just angry but in control furious.

"Before you scold me thoroughly, I brought you something I made myself."

"I hope it won't poison me."

What a classic jerk. Sometimes I wonder, does being cousins make any meaning to him?

He regally opened the box and forked a piece of the content inside.

"Not bad for someone who knows nothing about cooking."

Wow, is that a compliment or an insult?

"Well is there any necessity for me to command someone to fill my ears with the details of your whereabouts since Monday?"

I shook my head. He knows when and how to interfere. Now it made me glad he's kindred.

"Well, I ask Bun-chan to teach me how to bake."

"From Rikkai? How in the world you end up asking him when we have our own to teach you how? Why bother asking someone else?

Now I am pouting. Does he need to ask why?

And I could see he's hiding his smile with a smirk.

"I know but something simple will make someone a lot happier...besides, learning from him is a lot easier."

I don't know how but, Keigo only shook his head and ruffled my hair.

"You had a lot of explaining to do."


Jirou's POV

She has a lot of explaining to do.

I mean a lot.

I saw how happy she was with Marui. I felt something painful in my chest.

I guess it's what they called jealousy.

"Why don't you face that bubblegum Rikkai redhead?"

Four set of eyes darted on my spot, as if waiting for me to burst out in the open and do something crazy.

Hell no, I am not that desperate. Just jealous. That's two different things.

But why am I making my way to the shop?

"Hey Jirou-san, what makes you come here?"

Marui greeted me as if he is doing nothing behind my back.

"Oh my bad, come in. What do you want to eat? We have a special here. Want to have a bite of it?"

How come he is calm and collected while I am in turmoil between jealousy and ripping him apart?

"Uhm Marui-san, what is my girlfriend doing here? Are you dating her?"

And as if what I said was funny, Marui bowled over in fits of helpless laughter.

Okay, now I'm pissed.

"Chotto matte, demo you got it all wrong Jirou-san."

He said in half laughter and half seriousness after composing his self from laughing so hard.

Then he explained what was really going on.

And you just cannot guess how red I was after hearing everything of it.

How ashamed I was of acting like this.

And they are snickering in amusement seeing me this embarrassed.


May 5, Jirou's Birthday

He stirred gently from the heavy dose of sleepiness, reaching out a hand on the soft bump beside him.

A familiar scent wafted his nostril, curving his lips into a satisfied smile.

He lazily cracked an eye open, blurry image of bluish grey eyes smiles back at him.

As soft caresses moves on his unruly orange locks.

Why is the sensation so familiar?

Something ticklish rubs his nose suddenly. Rubbing and still rubbing, making him somewhat uncomfortable.

"Jirou, wake up~"

A sing-song voice whispered then on his ear, the breath of air now tickling his ear in turn.

"If you don't wake up, I am going to kiss you then."

He jerked up in surprise; all hazy trace of sleepiness immediately disappeared as his brown irises focused in alert at the figure in front of him.

Her face an inch away, her lips parted as if ready to kiss him.

Making him blush furiously, his body suddenly in heat.

"Omedetou o-tanjoubi, Jirou."

Her sweet low voice made a smile creep on his lips, his eyes dilated with the wish to embrace her.

Totally suffusing the embarrassed feeling of having her in his room.

Especially the feeling of irritation, annoyance and jealousy.

Since she didn't forgot about him all along.

Hence, he worried for nothing.

"You made me worried and a lot jealous, didn't you know that?"

He childishly scrapes the fact, tugging her head, inclining his lips for a kiss.

But, he stopped midway, eyeing the delicious thing in her hand.

"Because I made you this. You know how knowledgeable I am when it comes on homely chores such as cooking. Besides, I want something special for your birthday this year."

A cake of snowy white chocolate, accented with all the kinds of sweet he likes so much.

"I know, Marui-san told me everything."

"Then say you forgive me."

She said in amusement, putting the cake on the side table as she tackled Jirou down back on the bed.

Her eyes sparkle with delight, her hand tracing the contour of his collarbone.

"Kiss me then I'll forgive you."

Tease.

Is what they both are thinking.

But as you know, every time Jirou closes his beautiful, always sleepy brown irises, sleep rapidly follows in a split second.

Much to her chagrin.


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Jealousy is something that can prove two things; it's because you love them or you just can't trust them.