Disclaimer: Gohou Drug isn't mine.

Nemuitteru kimi. (Sleeping you.)
By miyamoto yui


Part 2 – Near and far.


During lunch time…

As Kazahaya sneezed once more, he gave a pout to Rikuou as they sat on the front steps of some university's library. He bitterly thought about the time they were leaving Kakei's office…

They both nodded and turned around to leave, but before they did so, Kazahaya impatiently asked, "Why did I have to be the one to wear this type of outfit?"

With not an answer of why or how, Kakei had just answered with a smile. "Don't worry, Rikuou will be wearing his own outfit as well."


"Sure…" Kazahaya mumbled bitterly to himself as he looked at Rikuou's profile. Then, he looked at the black, short-sleeved turtleneck and jeans that seemed almost formfitting on his figure showing the shape of his waist. He was also holding a sweater in his hands.
But he noticed that despite them being the same age, because of what they were wearing, he looked younger than he should be while Rikuou appeared to be a little older.

"If Rikuou weren't such a jerk, he'd actually be cute, wouldn't he?" Kazahaya thought and then was embarrassed for even thinking that very thought.

Rikuou's eyes looked over at Kazahaya without turning his head. He smirked as he said, "If you're so cold, you should just wear this sweater."

"But it's yours," Kazahaya answered with his childish lip still sticking out a bit.
Hmph! With that, he looked at the opposite direction.

Rikuou just shook his head and unfolded the sweater and squatted in front Kazahaya to put it over his shoulders. "You're such a baby. You should just tell me, 'Oh Rikuou! Please give me the sweater!'"
The black-haired man chuckled again and sat in his former place as Kazahaya eyed him and then the sweater. "Th-thanks….Rikuou."

Lifting his chin, Rikuou then took out his cel phone again. "Okay, so we're going to go in at exactly 12:37 when that scarf girl appears and we go get that book."

"Kokoro," Kazahaya sighed as he looked at his own cel phone. "Five minutes to go."

"Whomever or whatever, they seem to like Soseki Natsume, don't they?" Rikuou leaned back while looking at the blue sky before them.

"It's just a book," Kazahaya had tried to convince himself more than explain to Rikuou as a cold wind blew at that moment.

"That book…" Kazahaya thought as he looked from side to side. "That book reminds me of something."

"Look at it from this perspective. Clear blue skies. University students everywhere." Rikuou then folded his hands uneasily as if he were also disturbed. "And then…we're not even a part of this group of-"

"It's almost time," Kazahaya interrupted as he looked at Rikuou with a calm face, almost trying to hide his anxiety.
He just didn't want to hear the last part of what Rikuou had to say.

As they followed a girl with a maroon scarf, they entered the library and looked up the book they needed from the library catalog. Then, they searched the shelves until they had found the sets of books.
"Which one are we supposed to get?" Kazahaya whispered to Rikuou.
Rikuou answered something inaudible while he was looking at the books before him with much concentration.
Kazahaya's lips were a few centimeters away from Rikuou as he asked again, "Which one are we supposed to get?"
Rikuou turned his head and answered back just as closely, "Give me your hand."

Kazahaya, blushing beyond belief already, sighed as he gave his right hand over to Rikuou. Rikuou closed his eyes as he placed his warm hand over Kazahaya's. Then, with a circling motion, he concentrated on which one they had to take.
"The red or the blue one?" Kazahaya asked, who was seeing the aura emanating from the books.
"Purple." Rikuou opened his eyes and took both of the books as he let go of Kazahaya.

With the id card they had been given, Kazahaya took it out as a means of checking out the books. He smiled as the woman gave him a look unable to distinguish what gender Kazahaya was.

As they were leaving, he looked at the id carefully. "A girl…"

Whom he had just realized…
…was wearing the same outfit he was assigned to wear that day, but had similar facial features as he had.
He turned to Rikuou, who was peering at the picture over his shoulder with his cheek almost touching Kazahaya's.

The wind blew once more and they resumed walking down the steps of the library. Kazahaya put the id back into his pocket

That very moment, as he looked at Rikuou, he felt the urge to go and grab his free hand, but suddenly stopped himself.

Rikuou, still holding the books, also felt this way. He glanced at Kazahaya with a distant smile.
The same as whenever he thought of Tsukiko…

Kazahaya's heart felt heavy for some reason that he couldn't understand…


Tsuzuku
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Author's note: Since when do Kazahaya and Rikuou begin to become so informal with their names? Hmm? * smiles* I'll tease ya later…
Oh, and what I meant by short was that I would try not to make this as long as Aching Desire. (38 chapters, and the longest fanfic I've ever written within a span of five months and five days. Yes, my lucky number is 5.) ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;