"You really think he's crushing on Aphrodi?" Midorikawa asked, a bit skeptical about Hiroto's quick assumption. It's not like he wanted to doubt the other, but it's not like Fubuki had ever shown signs of being infatuated with the other boy.

"I do. He does spend time with him after the games, doesn't he?" Hiroto stated. "And he occasionally talks about him. Not too often though. I could imagine he doesn't want to end up going on and on about him."

Midorikawa let out a sigh, letting himself fall from resting against Hiroto's shoulder down to having his head on his lap. The green haired male looking up to him, while the other was already running a hand through his long green locks.

"But are you certain? I don't want to end up just...assuming he likes someone." Midorikawa was worried that jumping to this conclusion was not the best sort of action.

"Well...we can always ask. Depending on his reaction, we might find out if he does or not." A cheeky smile formed from his lips.

"You can't just ask someone who they like, Hiroto!" Midorikawa huffed. He knew if he was the one being asked, he would dread the very question. Giving an answer to said question was simply something he would be unable to to do. And he hadn't managed to do it before, going to red in the face and becoming completely flustered.

"I asked you though..."

"After we got together."

"I did once before. You were such a cute and blushing mess. You couldn't even look me straight in the eye."

Midorikawa's face easily flushed to that, pulling his hands up to hide his reddening face. "You don't have to mention that..."

"What? Your cute face?" Hiroto chuckled softly. He enjoyed teasing his boyfriend if it meant seeing such adorable reactions. And getting the other boy to blush was something he enjoyed being the cause of.

A little whine escaped from Midorikawa. Hiroto gently removed a hand that was covering his face, lifting it up to his mouth so he could place a light kiss upon it. "I won't make you go too red. And I really should go and ask Fubuki about it..."

"Alright, just don't make him feel uncomfortable..." Midorikawa said, slowly recovering from his flustered reaction.

"I won't. And have you heard back from Suzuno?"

"They managed to confirm that Aphrodi likes Fubuki." Part of him really wished he had told them how they managed to confirm that information. He figured it wasn't in a good way, knowing those two. "So, if you can get Fubuki to admit the same or something along those lines, then we can help them out."

"I do hope I'm not wrong..." Hiroto mumbled. After putting things together from seeing the way Fubuki had been looking at Aphrodi, he just had to be right. If he wasn't...than he really wouldn't know what to do. Aphrodi would be the one with a one sided crush.

"If you are wrong, than I can hold it over you. I won't be calling you a matchmaker."

"I'm not out to be one...I just want to help our friends."

"I know," Midorikawa said, slowly lifting himself up from Hiroto's lap, sitting down beside him now. "You have good intentions, just make sure you don't push it too far."

"You can trust me that I won't."

"Hiroto..." Midorikawa gives him a warning look before quickly giving him a kiss to his cheek. "Good luck. And don't force it out of him, okay?"

~...~

Fubuki had gone straight to his room once the team had returned to their dorm after dinner. Normally he would have conversed with some of the others on the team, but he had been excited to hear back from Aphrodi. Or he was hoping that the blonde would keep to his word and send him a text.

A frown had formed as he checked his cell's inbox. Empty. The forward could only assume that he was busy or that the rest of the team wanted his attention. He kept his hopes up, thinking maybe he'd get one later in the night! And if not, then he'd be sure to send Aphrodi a good night text.

It's okay to send him one, isn't it? I have done it before but usually we're talking before hand. Maybe sending one just randomly might be a little...weird. It can't be that weird, can it? I could add something like 'talk to you tomorrow' or 'hope you managed to rest up after the game'. That could work...

Fubuki sighed to his thoughts. He had told himself before not to worry so much over this, but he really did not want to come off as...too strong? Flirty? It's not like he tried to flirt with him, honestly he didn't know how (granted he had been told he was charismatic with girls he was never sure if it was the same with boys). The most he could do is give sincere compliments, but that was all.

Thinking about flirting had made him wonder if the other had ever done so with him. He was very charming and never held back on his praise. Aphrodi had a way with his words. Was it ever intentional or not? Fubuki wanted to believe that the blonde was definitely sincere, especially towards him. That angel just had to think he was a great player and an amazing person, right? If he didn't then...what would he do?

"Why can't I just ignore my feelings...?" Fubuki mumbled as he plopped down onto his bed, lying on his stomach and pulling the pillow against his head. He dug his face into it for a moment before resting on top of it, letting out another sigh.

Again, he contemplated on his little texting situation, trying to decide on what would be the best way to text him. Something friendly and sweet, but would not be read as flirtatious. The forward moved an arm that was wrapped around his pillow, digging it into the pocket of his shorts to pull out his cell. Instead of going to the contacts, he had gone to his photo gallery, instantly pulling up a selfie of the two.

It had been Aphrodi's idea to take this picture. He had suggested taking one so Fubuki could always see him, even if he was in a different country. The very idea of getting so close to the other and taking a picture had really made his heart race, but he couldn't deny that he did want it. In the end, he had managed to smile for the picture, his head bumping against Aphrodi's, who was also smiling brightly while looking to the camera.

That was the only picture he had of them together. Fubuki had tried asking for another one, but the question always seemed to get stuck in his throat. It was such a simple question, one that would definitely be answered with a yes (as he had learned the other boy loved the attention from taking a picture).

"Fubuki?" A voice accompanied by gentle tapping against the wooden door had startled the boy out of his thoughts. Quickly, he had closed the photos app on his phone, sitting up on his bed and acting as if he had been doing nothing (he really hadn't except thinking far too much over one person).

"The door's open," the boy replied, waiting for his visitor to come in.

Hiroto slowly opened the door, smiling once he saw the other boy and stepped inside. "Sorry if I interrupted anything. I just wanted to speak with you for a moment, if thats alright with you."

"I wasn't doing anything," Fubuki answered. "Don't worry, but what is it you want to speak to me about?" The silver haired male had a curious look in his eye. He figured it must have been important for Hiroto if he came to see him at this time. The worried events from earlier in the day had already left his mind.

"I just have a question for you and I really hope you don't mind me asking..." He didn't want to hear it from Midorikawa if he accidentally pushed to far with his question on him. Though, he couldn't think of a slow and steady way to bring up the question.

"You can ask whatever is on your mind. I just hope I can have an answer to it."

"Alright then." Hiroto did hate having to beat around the bush. So, without any further waiting, he decided he might as well be straightforward and ask. "Are you in love with Aphrodi?"

"Huh?" Fubuki's gaze was fixated on Hiroto, eyes going wide for a moment. He blinked once, twice. Did he just hear him correctly? Did Hiroto really just ask him-

"Are you in love with Aphrodi?" Again. He repeated the question, probably due to Fubuki's lacking response. And honestly, he didn't know how to respond. His cheeks began to heat up though, turning red while he began to look elsewhere besides Hiroto.

"I-I...why would you ask something like th-that?" Fubuki countered. He mentally cursed at his stuttering. Why couldn't he speak normally? Why was he beginning to freak out over this? All he felt like doing now was pulling the covers over himself to hide from this sudden question.

"Just curious," Hiroto replied so casually. "I wasn't sure if you did have a thing for him or not and I just wanted to make sure."

"Oh..." Fubuki really did not understand his logic or reason for this question. He didn't even process anything after he had said curious. That alone was enough to just shake him up. "Well...um...he is a good friend..." But that's not what he's asking and he was well aware of it.

"So...you do like him?" Hiroto asked, again.

"I..."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." That was a lie, but he managed to sound convincing enough.

"Please don't," Fubuki begged as he looked down. "I do...maybe, really like him...a lot." That was basically saying he loved him, right? Just without using the word 'love'. It was just so hard for him to say, at least to another person. It would be far more difficult to say that one word in front of Aphrodi.

"Sorry for asking that, but I can leave you alone with him the next time you two are talking. I won't take up any of your precious time with him."

Fubuki wasn't sure if that was supposed to be comforting or not. Though, to make himself feel slightly better, he would.

"I hope that didn't make you feel uncomfortable, but...your secret is safe with me." Hiroto was expecting some response from Fubuki, but he didn't receive any. The boy simply had a slightly blushing and worried look. Maybe being blunt was how he should have gone about this, but he did get his answer. "Sorry again. I'll...be going now."

Fubuki watched as the other left his room and when the door had closed behind him, the boy had to take a moment to actually confirm what happened. Hiroto had asked about his crush and he had admitted to liking Aphrodi. Most of the times he could just deny it, consider it just admiration, but now he had actually, verbally confessed this.

Now what was he supposed to do for the rest of the night? His mind was simply replaying him admitting his crush. The thought of sending Aphrodi any sort of text had disappeared from his mind completely now.

~...~

"So, you confirmed that the little snowflake does like mister pretty boy, right?" Nagumo asks, wanting to hear the information repeated to him face to face instead of text.

"I did. You should have seen his reaction, he really does have a thing for Aphrodi," Hiroto hummed, though received an elbow to his side and an annoyed look from Midorikawa.

"I told you not to press for the information," he sighs. "You really were straightforward with him, weren't you?"

Hiroto lets out a nervous chuckle, but before he can speak up, Suzuno does instead. "Okay, okay, you two have your little lover's spat later. We're here to...help them out right?"

"Correct," Hiroto replied. After he had confirmed about Fubuki's crush and had come in contact with Nagumo and Suzuno, they had met up in a small cafe the following day to discuss their plan to help get the two together. Hiroto and Midorikawa sat together on one side of the booth while Nagumo and Suzuno were sitting opposite of them.

"So, any bright ideas?" Nagumo asked while resting an elbow on the table, his head placed into the palm of his hand. "You do know Fire Dragon leaves in a few days, right? How are you going to get them to confess and see that its successful or whatever when they're going to be countries apart?"

"I was wondering that to..." Midorikawa frowned to that fact. "You guys do come back from time to time, but its not like its every weekend..."

"I figured they keep in touch. I don't know if they'd both like a long distance relationship, or how that'll work, but my plan is just to get them to confess," Hiroto explained. "Normally I wouldn't want to be involved in this, but if they do both have feelings for each other and haven't confessed yet...well, I think we should push them in the right direction."

"Push? More like force..." Nagumo grumbled.

"Anyway..." Suzuno rolled his eyes to Nagumo's comment. "What are we going to do? Make them go on a date without telling them that?"

"That's what I was thinking." Hiroto smiled. "We invite them out somewhere, claiming to go along, but last minute important stuff pops up and they're left alone together."

"That sounds like a stupid cliche," Nagumo huffs. "It doesn't even sound like it'll work!"

"You won't know until you try," Midorikawa quotes, gaining him a glare from Nagumo..

"I do agree with Nagumo though...sort of. You don't think they'll pick up on it? Or at least have some idea that we did that on purpose..." Suzuno comments.

"Along the way, I'm sure they'll eventually pick up on it. They're both pretty smart individuals after all. But, I don't think they'll mind too much if they're forced to spend time with each other," Hiroto answers. "Besides, I have an idea of where we can send them. It won't be to suspicious...at first anyway."

"I'm worried to what you have in mind..." Midorikawa says, truly hoping it wouldn't be anything to embarrass the two.

"It's not like an amusement park or a zoo. It won't scream date, trust me."

"Okay than, where are they going, oh mister I have everything planned out?" Nagumo asked, growing impatient to Hiroto's answer.

Without verbally giving an answer, Hiroto puts a hand into his pocket, pulling out two tickets. Which are for a free stay, one night at an onsen.