A/N : Hi everyone, long time no see right? ;( Fanfiction's acting up, my documents section does not have the options it used to but I did have blank documents, which is why I can write this way, right now...

A really big thank you to TrueLove17, DarkAlchemistAssassin, Sekaifangirl, Allonsymew, A Chance to Fly and Nano Yaoi for the lovely comments and for correcting me ^_^

Also thank you to all you followers of this story, I really hope I won't let you down, in the present and the future xD

DISCLAIMER : I do not own Sekaiichi Hatsukoi, if I did, it wouldn't be as amazing an anime as the real thing! O_O

~ Chapter 2 ~

"R-Ricchan?! What're you doing here?!" Stammered an obviously flustered Kisa Shouta, he was shaking terribly and he clutched his bag even tighter than before.

"Kisa-san? Is he from highschool?" Questioned Yukina Kou, raising his eyebrows and glancing at Ritsu who had his eyes almost popping out of his face.

"N-No! I'm from Marukawa Publishing..." Mumbled Ritsu, forcing a smile as he held out his business card to exchange with him.

Yukina's eyes grew wide and a sparkly aura surrounded him, "Ah~ You work with him?" He questioned in an enthusiastic manner. "How is Kisa-san at work?"

"He showed me a bit of the ropes since I joined the company only recently, he seems to be a good worker!" Answered Ritsu, bowing his head in embarrassment, unable to meet Kisa's eyes.

"Y-Yeah, Ricchan is a really good worker too!" Exclaimed Kisa politely, awkwardly feeling the back of his head, having not really expected such a compliment.

"Well, we've got somethings to do... I'd appreciate if you kept our relationship a secret... Okay?" Winked Yukina, wrapping an arm around Kisa and leading him into the darkness of the lane ahead.

"Uwah! I can't believe Ricchan saw us! You damn idiot! I've told you to not kiss me in public!" Yelled Kisa, his face red with embarrassment.

"It's usually a deserted lane though..." Tutted Yukina as he tapped his chin with his index finger. "Well, he seems nice!"

Kisa knit his eyebrows in frustration, "Nice or not, that could've been on the news tonight if it were someone else!"

"You don't want me to kiss you?" Questioned Yukina, tilting Kisa's chin upwards so that they'd have eye-contact.

By looking into his eyes, Kisa saw sadness stirring up within and suddenly felt awful. "I-I didn't mean that... You c-can kiss me, just not in public. I r-really love your k-kisses..." He stammered softly, looking worriedly towards Yukina.

A soft chuckle...

"Eh?! You lied to me? You bastard!" He blushed as he began to throw whatever he saw at his lover, who was now smiling happily.

"Otherwise you never would've admitted it! I'm so happy that I'm in love with you Kisa-san!"

"You'd better be... Or else I'd freaking kill you... Idiot..."

"Chiaki?" Muttered Yoshiyuki Hatori as he rang the doorbell in frustration for about the 50th time. He sighed and decided to let himself in, partially worried about the state of the mangaka who had to rush through due to the deadline.

"T-Toooriiii..." Moaned the hungry and weary artist who was still on the floor of his apartment, dead from inking all 58 pages.

"Sometimes I wonder what he'd do without me. He'd end up in hospital and an asylum soon after since he places his drawings before himself..."

"When was the last time you had a meal?"

"Y-Yesterday..."

"Understood, I've already cooked a meal so it's fine..." He sighed laying his bag on the floor and bringing with him, his pre-cooked stew, rice and vegetables.

"Torii! You're amazing... Now I know why I really do love you!" Mumbled Chiaki as he tucked into the meal, feeling his extreme hunger slowly die down.

"Only because of this?" Sighed Hatori as he began to wash a few of the dirty dishes which were scattered about everywhere.

"Well, Tori's always been here for me no matter what! He's cooked for me, taken care of me, helped me and I love Tori anyhow..." Mumbled Chiaki, his mouth still full.

At those words Hatori let his eyes widen and a soft smile take over his face, "Chiaki... After this, you're coming with me to bed..."

"Ehhh?! That's not for you to decide! Wait, TORIII!"

"I ended up seeing Kisa with his lover, still unsure of what to do when I see Takano-san..."

"This sucks..." Cursed the brunette as he entered his apartment and took his shoes off, only to find another pair already there. "These aren't mine..."

"They're mine. I wanted to talk." Stated Takano, eyeing him with a steady glare.

"TAKANO-SAN?! WHY ARE YOU IN MY APARTMENT?!"

"Geez, pipe down. You're a man right? Submit to your fate." He cursed back as he sipped some coffee.

"LIKE HELL I WILL!" Huffed Ritsu meeting his eyes with a steady glare of his own. He pushed Takano away and stalked into the kitchen as he began to pour coffee himself. What he didn't realize was that it wasn't a heat-resistant glass.

"You really are an airhead..." Mumbled Takano as he entered the kitchen. On seeing the splinters, he immediately averted his attention to Ritsu, whose hand was cut and bleeding.

Ritsu was in too much of pain to remove the fragment himself and unconsciously let a few tears trickle down his face.

"You're so cute when you cry... Damn it!"

"Keep still!" Takano sighed as he pulled Ritsu to his lap. He held the tweezers gently and pulled out a bit of cotton and began to wipe the blood off. "Idiot... You don't know how cute you look..." He smiled gently, kissing his cheek as he continued.

Ritsu blushed a deep shade of violet and kept still, his hand numb from the medicine Yet all this time he couldn't help but feel the painful beat in his chest.

Badump... Badump...