A/N: In case anyone was wondering, I didn't die in a ditch somewhere. Sorry for the delay but something called life plus an unhealthy dose of procrastination caught up with me.

Standard disclaimer applies [the usual I-do-not-own-UtaPuri stuff], and I'm sorry if this sucked (I might have overdone it). Please read and take 30 seconds to review, let me know if it really sucked.

Constructive criticism is very welcomed!

Ichinose Tokiya x Ittoki Otoya

Ichinose Tokiya simply does not cry anywhere that is not a movie set. That was a fact that has been long established and yet here he is, unable to stop the tears from flowing down his cheek.

Cursing himself silently, he wiped the tears with the back of his hand before turning back to his task at hand. It was rather ironic that he wouldn't cry at the carefully arranged sad scenes of any sappy movie and yet he was reduced to tears by a simple task of chopping onions in the kitchen. Curse that stupid vegetable!

His hands moved skillfully as he chopped the onions and put the whole lot of it into the bowl he kept next to the chopping board before wiping the last traces of tears from his face. Everything in his kitchen was arranged to perfection, almost like a photo from a home decorating magazine but Tokiya knew it only stayed that way because the number of times someone actually used the kitchen for something other than making toast and coffee could probably be counted with one hand.

No, it wasn't because he didn't know how to cook but it was more to the fact that he wouldn't have time to spare to actually do any cooking in his apartment given his constantly busy schedule. Sure, he wasn't a master in the art of cooking like Ren and Masato (how those two bochamas managed to become so skilled in cooking when they both grew up with a household of servants remains a mystery to him), but he had lived on his own for quite some time after he first debuted as HAYATO and whether he liked it or not, he had know some of the simpler stuff.

But ever since STARISH debuted, his schedule was constantly over-booked and eating take out became a norm for him and the rest. And by the time he reached home every night, he would be so exhausted that he'd barely had enough energy to do anything more than crawling into bed and would've gladly slept like the dead for the next two weeks (which he obviously can't by the way).

But since it is Valentine's Day, eating out or even ordering take-out food wasn't an option when everything everywhere was way overpriced. He wasn't stupid to pay almost twice the amount of money for dinner all because of one stupid celebration where everyone makes a big fuss out of things and decided empty the contents of their purse to lavish their probably-neglected significant other.

Why should you let the rest of the world to dictate when you should shower your significant other with extra attention? Who said that you could only buy things like flowers, jewelry and other gifts for your lover on Valentine's Day alone? If you truly loved that person, you should treat him or her like it's Valentine's Day every single day.

Truthfully, he had nothing against the date or what other people did on that day because frankly, it was none of his business anyway and he had his own erhm, significant other to attend to. He only disliked the date because of the fact that the female population would persistently feel the need to bombard him with chocolates and love letters on this day and he didn't like this one bit. Although it irked him, he would always try to turn them down nicely by telling them that he was already seeing someone else in order not to hurt their feelings any more than he already did, and yet they'd still do the same thing the following year to the point that he wasn't sure whether to be awed or annoyed by their persistence. Otoya on the other hand, instead of feeling jealous like any other normal lover, found the entire ordeal amusing which irked Tokiya off even more.

This year, he had somehow miraculously managed to finish his recording session earlier than what he expected and was free to go home and escape from the hoard of girls who were waiting to hand him their expensive and possibly-homemade honmei chocolates. He was already a couple of kilometers away from his apartment when he realized that the fridge in his kitchen was bare except for ice water, milk, butter and jam. What the heck was he supposed to do about dinner with that?!

Gritting his teeth over that thought, he went in the opposite direction to the nearest supermarket for groceries and he made a mental note to stock up on some instant ramen for him and Otoya in case something like this happens again. The entire shopping trip took him less than half an hour and thankfully, he had gone out in his glasses and beanie today or else he seriously doubted he would be able to get home in anything less than two hours.

Curry had never been one of his favourites, but his boyfriend seemed to have an obsession with it and it is one of the easiest dishes to make since all he had to do is sauté the ingredients in oil before tossing them into a pot with a block of curry mix and just leave it on the stove to simmer.

While he was putting away the rest of the groceries into the fridge, Tokiya came across a box of dark chocolate which he swore wasn't there yesterday. He never had much of a sweet tooth, so there was no way it belonged to him. Chocolate was something that was said to deepen the flavour of curry and Tokiya was sure that the red head wouldn't mind if he added some to his dinner.

-x-

The smell of curry was thick in the air the moment Otoya unlocked the door to his apartment and it could only mean one thing – Tokiya was cooking tonight!

It was exceedingly rare for his blue haired boyfriend to personally cook but Otoya knew it probably had something to do with the fact that it was Valentine's Day and his intentions weren't romantic at all.

Ichinose Tokiya wasn't someone who wears his heart on his sleeve, or even a man of many words, and Otoya knew it the moment they started dating. But the former compensates for his lack-of-romance through the simple things that others usually take for granted, like making breakfast for him even though it meant waking up at the crack of dawn to do it even though it's only buttered toast and coffee most of the time. He loved that about Tokiya and he wouldn't trade that for anything in the world.

He saw his boyfriend sitting at their dining table, working on something on his laptop. With a grin, Otoya moved behind him silently and pressed a kiss onto his boyfriend's cheek, catching the other completely by surprise.

"God… I told you not to do that ever again!"

Otoya only grinned at the other's reaction. "Sorry, you're irresistible."

Tokiya sighed before closing his laptop gently. "I made your favourite."

"I know. I could smell it the moment I walked in… Man, today really is my lucky day. I came home to three of my favourite things in the world: curry, Tokiya and Tokiya's cooking."

The blunette raised his eyebrow over his boyfriend's words. "So, you like curry better than you like me huh?"

Otoya tried faking a thoughtful look but he spoiled it with a giggle. "Hmm, it's a close one but yeah…"

Tokiya rolled his eyes at the other's obvious joke as he began ladling the curry onto plates of freshly steamed rice. Otoya was already seated at the dining table, eyeing the food like he hadn't eaten since yesterday and the blunette knew that no force on earth would propel the other to at least bathe before eating (he had already learnt that lesson the hard way years ago).

The look of bliss on Otoya's face when he took the first bite was unmistakable and deep down, Tokiya felt a tiny burst of pride and an overwhelming urge to pat himself on the back for it.

"Tokiya… This is hands down the best curry I've ever tasted!"

"If you like it, eat more. I made a lot, so it'll probably last us several days."

"Forget several days, I could eat this all day and not get bored of it… Oh, which reminds me…" Otoya rummaged through the bag he left on the chair earlier and brought out a package of chocolate and placed them on the table. "These chocolates are from Nanami, they're giri chocolates of course. She said she couldn't find you this afternoon, so she asked me to pass them to you."

"Well, if they're from Nanami, I guess it's fine if I accept them." Tokiya muttered uncertainly.

Otoya chuckled a little at his boyfriend's expression. "Had trouble from your admirers?"

"Just a couple of them when I showed up for work this morning. Then, when I finished, I escaped through the back door before anyone noticed…"

"It's not like you to resort to such sneaky methods." Otoya laughed.

"It's either that or getting all that unnecessary attention."

All of a sudden, Otoya stood up from his seat before heading towards the refrigerator and he starting rummaging through it. "Huh, that's strange…"

"What?"

Otoya came back to the dining table carrying that half-used box of chocolate. "I bought this the other day and I left it here in the fridge. But now, half of it is gone… Did you eat it, Tokiya?"

Tokiya felt guilt spreading within him. "I just used some for the curry without asking. I'm sorry…"

"Actually, it's fine…"

"… Hah?"

"The chocolate was meant for you anyway. Since it's Valentine's Day and I'm not that much of cook, I thought that I'd at least surprise you some store bought chocolates to mark the occasion. So much for giving you a surprise huh?"

Tokiya was silent for a moment before he placed his hand gently on top of Otoya's. "Every day is Valentine's Day with you. We don't need to 'mark the occasion' or anything like that, just being with you every day is enough."

Otoya's face erupted into flames at those words and he immediately buried his face in his hands out of embarrassment. "Mou, Tokiya… For someone who said he wasn't a hearts-and-flowers kind of guy, you sure can say some pretty embarrassing stuff."

Tokiya chuckled at his lover's reaction and pried his hands from his face, forcing the other to look right into his eyes. "Come on, you don't have to hide in front of me. We've done far more embarrassing things together. Don't tell me you're caving in so easily when we haven't even finished the entrée yet…"

Without warning, he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on the red head's nose bridge.

"S-stupid Tokiya…" Otoya muttered, knowing that there was no way he'd be able to resist the other's temptations - not now, and hopefully not ever.

-end of part 2-

**Notes: Honmei chocolates are chocolates given with romantic intentions while giri chocolates are just obligatory chocolates.

A/N: Again, sorry for the cheesy plot, lameness and out-of-characterness. Part 3 is on the way, hopefully by next week.

Constructive criticism is welcomed!