Okie Dokie folks, it's Chapter 2! PSA: For anyone who remembers the bar Seven from the first Volume of Hidoku Shinaide, I will tell you that I've changed it a bit and made it sort of a gay bar for my story. If you don't remember it, then ignore this!

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The two lovers walked hand in hand down the street, looking around at the different buildings to decide where they were going to head next.

Akira admittedly thought it was a bit embarrassing for two grown men to be walking around hand in hand- at night when it was dark and there weren't very many people out it might be fine, but it was a different story when in broad daylight with plenty of passersby.

He tried to verbalized this to Naoya, but the reply that he received was one of disinterest in the concerns of other people's stares. So although the silvernette remained conscious of people casting glances in their direction, he tried to ignore the uneasy feeling that it gave him and instead focused on trying to have a good time with his lover.

After walking for a bit longer, Naoya finally stopped and gazed up at the sign for a small café.

"You hungry?" He asked with a grin, not waiting for an answer from his lover before pulling him towards the entrance. Akira rolled his eyes at his lover's assuming attitude, but smiled none the less. He's kinda cute when he acts like a kid.

The two walked into the café and Naoya ushered his lover into a corner booth, setting their bag of coats down beside him before walking over to the counter to order for them. Akira rested his chin in his hand with a slight sigh and stared out the window as he waited- the sky still full of gray clouds and looking like they would drop rain at any minute.

The silvernette soon grew tired of staring at the dreary weather, and instead turned to glance down at the sleek silver watch delicately adorning his wrist- his present from Naoya for his most recent birthday. He fingered it thoughtfully as he glanced at the time it read.

6:15. That still gives us a while to roam around town. No doubt Naoya-san will want to go to a bar later...I wonder what he has planned for the rest of the day though...hopefully nothing embarrassing, I swear if he does have anything weird planned-

His internal monologuing was cut short by the arrival of a lidded coffee cup being set down in front of him with a soft tap. Akira glanced up to see Naoya unload his arms and set a variety of sandwiches and a few small tea cakes on the table before sliding into the booth with his own cup of coffee to sit hip to hip with the silvernette.

Akira glanced around uncomfortably at the all too obvious lack of distance between the two of them, but Naoya seemed to not notice- busy rummaging through the spread of food he had bought before deciding upon a sandwich. Akira eventually decided to give up on saying anything- Naoya had already made it clear earlier that he didn't care what other people thought, plus it seemed the café was quite hushed today. A quick glance around confirmed that there seemed to be only one other person sitting across the room from them, aside from the employees behind the counter.

With a final glance around the shop, the silvernette finally settled his eyes back to their own table and reached forward to grab the coffee cup that was placed in front of him; opening the lid and inspecting the contents.

"It's an Americano." Naoya supplied helpfully, in between bites of sandwich- watching as his lover sniffed the liquid before replacing the lid to the cup. Akira nodded his head in response and took a sip of the hot beverage, noting pleasantly that it wasn't bitter- rather, it carried a bit of a sweet note.

"Cream and two sugars. You like your coffee a little sweet, right?" Naoya commented idly, noticing Akira's pleased expression when he tasted the coffee.

"Mmhmm." The silvernette hummed in appreciation as he took another sip of the sweetened beverage, flashing Naoya an appreciative smile as he set the cup down.

Back when he had first started drinking coffee, Akira would only take his coffee black, not caring for any additives in the caffeinated beverage. However, as excess stress with tests and classes at the University started to plague him with stomach pain, he had switched to sweetening his coffee with a bit of cream and sugar to spare his stomach some discomfort.

Akira remembered idly mentioning his preference in coffee to his lover, but seeing as he was the one that always made coffee for the two of them, he wasn't really expecting Naoya to remember. The knowledge that his lover had actually remembered something that he had mentioned pertaining to his likes and dislikes, caused an unexpected smile to tug at his lips.

Naoya paused mid-bite with his sandwich in the air, and watched as an adorable smile spread across Akira's pretty lips.

His lover never smiled like that around him.

Ever.

Akira had reached forward for a sandwich but stopped mid-grab when he felt his lover staring at him.

"...What."

"You're smiling."

"...So? S'that a problem?" Akira mumbled embarrassedly, feeling his face heat up as he selected a sandwich and unwrapped it from its package.

Naoya kept staring at his lover, watching amusedly as Akira tried to hide his face by turning away and looking out the window.

"Oh come on, you never smile for me!" Naoya pouted with a laugh, pulling on Akira's arm while simultaneously trying to crane his neck around to try and see his lover's cute face again.

Akira said nothing, continuing to eat his sandwich in silence while facing away from the darker haired male. Naoya soon gave up on trying to get him to turn around again, and the two continued to enjoy their coffee and food in each other's silence. After Naoya had finished with his food, he smirked and stretched his arms out, allowing his arm closest to Akira to casually drape up on top of the backrest of the booth, and let his hand fall down to settle on the silvernette's shoulder. Akira scowled at the sudden invasion of privacy, and tried shaking his shoulder to remove the offending limb from on top of him.

Naoya smirked as Akira turned and shot him a childish glare- prompting him to finally remove the arm from on top of the booth as he turned to stand up. He gathered up the now-empty coffee cups along with the other wrappers that had accumulated on top of the table, and threw them away before returning to the table- offering his partner a hand to stand up.

Akira stared at the hand warily before finally accepting it- placing his own on top of it to be pulled up and out of the booth.

The couple bid their farewells to the shop owner and were soon back walking along the dampened street again- this time Akira's hand holding onto Naoya's arm as they walked along.

"So, where to now?" Akira asked expectingly, knowing that his lover probably already had an idea of where he wanted to go.

The dark haired male considered the question with a tilt of his head before answering.

"Was thinking that we could go to the bookstore."

Akira accepted the answer with a slight rise of his eyebrows.

"Really?" He asked genuinely, not unhappy at all about the destination, but questioning he heard right just the same.

"Mmhmm." Naoya hummed with a nod of his head. "I know that there are a few books that you've been wanting to get, so now's the perfect opportunity. And I know that you'd never turn down an opportunity to go to go look at books."

Akira tilted his head up to look at Naoya. He really didn't want to give his lover an inch because he knew that the dark haired male would take a mile, but he couldn't help but soften his features at the considerate suggestion offered by him.

"It's your birthday, so we should do whatever you want to do. You don't have to worry about finding something that I want to do."

Naoya smirked internally at Akira's concern. Oh don't you worry Akira, I'll hold you to that tonight.

"I'm fine with going to the bookstore." He declared, trying his hardest not to let his internal scheming show on his face.

"Besides- I told you that today was going to be a date, so we're going to do and go places that we both enjoy..." Naoya paused and dipped his head down to whisper in Akira's ear. "Though as long as you're enjoying yourself, then so am I."

He finished his declaration with a light kiss on his lover's ear, pulling away to see Akira's face turn red.

Akira looked down embarrassedly as the blush continued to pepper his cheeks. He didn't have a comeback for such a bold declaration, so chose to remain silent in response to his lover's brazen teasing.

Naoya smirked slightly at Akira's nonplused response, knowing that his lover was easily embarrassed by any sort of love declarations.

After a few more moments of silence on Akira's part though, Naoya internally cringed- remembering all of Akira's chastising throughout the day about him being too relaxed about his public displays of affection. He did hope that the silvernette wouldn't get upset and cold shoulder him again.

When he finally decided that he should try and break Akira's silence, he suddenly felt a light weight settle against his side.

Moving slowly as if afraid of scaring a cat, Naoya carefully turned his head and his eyes to the side to see Akira resting his head softly on Naoya's shoulder- the rest of his upper torso leaning over onto the corresponding arm that he was holding onto.

Naoya's eyes widened at the completely unexpected and uncharacteristic attitude that his lover was displaying, but wisely chose not to comment on it.

The two continued to walk in a now comfortable silence- Akira contentedly leaning on Naoya, and Naoya trying his hardest not to do so much as breathe, lest he scare away his capricious younger lover.

After a moment, Naoya felt a gentle tug on his arm as the silvernette next to him suddenly stopped.

"Akira?" The dark haired male questioned. "Is something wro- "

"Want to skip the library and go to our bar?"

Naoya froze at the suggestion and turned to face his lover full-on, making sure that he hadn't misunderstood what he heard. Akira stared back with a light blush on his cheeks, glancing down at the pavement.

Over their silence in the last 5 or 10 minutes, Akira had finally decided that he wanted to think of something that he knew Naoya would like. Although his attitude had been a bit up and down throughout the day, Akira finally realized that his lover had been acting on his behalf the entire day- ensuring that Akira was having a good time above all, and not hardly even thinking about himself. Akira knew that he had been selfish, but he wanted to ensure that the rest of Naoya's birthday would be spent doing things that he wanted to do. So the first thing that he could thing to do was to suggest going to their favorite bar together.

"Is that...no good?"

Naoya couldn't hide the surprised expression that came to his face, but he quickly sucked in a breath and shook his head.

"Of course it's good.." He murmured, pulling out his phone and punching a few buttons before slipping it back into his coat pocket. Akira gave him a questioning look, but the older merely grabbed his hand to pull him towards the curb of the road.

Naoya couldn't comprehend what in the world was going through Akira's head.

Normally whenever Naoya suggested that the two of them go out on a date, he would suggest going out to a bar to have a drink. Akira however, would always put up resistance- preferring to stay home, or at least go somewhere quieter.

That's why today when Naoya had proclaimed that the two of them were going to go on a date all day long, he had tried to pick things that he knew his lover would be fine with doing- such as suggesting that they go to a library, figuring that if they went places that Akira was more inclined to want to spend time at first, then he wouldn't be as reluctant to go to a bar afterwards.

For Akira himself to suggest going to a bar... Naoya shook his head.

He knew very well the reason why Akira didn't like going to bars anymore, and it was exactly the same reason why Naoya himself wanted to bring Akira out with him to more bars.

To put it bluntly, it was all Naoya's fault.

It all started when they went out drinking on New Years Eve. Because they were celebrating the new year to come, Naoya had pushed Akira to drink more than he usually did...

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"Oh come on." Naoya prodded, sliding another cocktail towards Akira. "We're here to celebrate! You've hardly even had two drinks!"

The couple were leaning against the counter at one of the bars that they frequented on their nights together, sipping on their alcohol as loud music played through the dimly lit lounge.

The silvernette looked warily at his lover, who was currently indulging himself in his 4th beer.

"I've already had 3, Naoya-san."

Akira knew that he really shouldn't have more alcohol- he felt a bit tipsy on his feet and could already feel his head starting to get fuzzy. He spared a glance around the room and lightly drummed his fingers on the counter as he took in the ambience.

The older male tugged on his lover's sleeve to turn his attention back to themselves, and pushed the cocktail glass into Akira's hand.

"Naoya-san, I really don't think I should have anymore to drink….."

Naoya shot a doubtful look in response to his lover's second refusal of the drink.

"C'mon, you can afford to let yourself go for tonight! What's the harm?"

Naoya's face told him that he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

The silvernette sighed, but shrugged his shoulders. Naoya-san was right. Why couldn't he let himself go for once?

Akira begrudgingly picked up the cocktail that was pushed towards him and swirled it around in the glass before taking a sip- letting the fruity concoction slide over his tongue and fill his mouth before swallowing.

He placed the glass down and smiled faintly at the pleasant taste. Naoya had ordered the cocktail for him so he had no idea what it actually was, but it tasted delicious.

Akira picked the glass back up and tipped it back, swallowing the remains of the cocktail before licking his lips off.

Naoya watched his lover, mesmerized by his actions.

Akira turned and scooted closer to his lover, stopping when they merely inches apart, chest to chest. Naoya raised his eyebrows in surprise at Akira's forward actions. He knew that Akira hated when they flirted in public, but he decided to try his luck. He reached an arm forward and pulled Akira to him, feeling the slender body contact his own.

Akira hooked his arms around Naoya's waist and snuggled his body up to his lover's larger one- resting his chin on the older male's solid chest as he gazed up at him through hooded eyes.

Naoya groaned and lolled his head back at the feeling of his lover's body against his own. Needless to say, he was turned on.

Akira slowly released one of his arms from behind Naoya's back before raising it up to hook behind his lover's neck, gently pulling to get him to lower his head.

Naoya felt the soft tug on his neck, and bent forward to his lover's height when he was beckoned forward. Akira smirked and leaned forward, gently brushing a few stands of silky black hair behind the older male's ear before turning to whisper into it.

"I feel so hot...and my mouth feels so lonely right now...you need to do something about it." Akira murmured huskily, moving away slightly to rake his teeth across the top of Naoya's ear before nipping at it.

That was all Naoya could take.

He caught Akira's hand, pulling him away from the bar counter and over to a dark corner of the wall. The lounge was crowded with people and noise, so the two of them were unnoticed as they began to kiss- Naoya pushing Akira into the wall as he tasted the silvernette's mouth.

The night went on and the two of them soon found themselves back at Naoya's apartment, where they remained tangled with each other until late the next morning.

Needless to say, Akira woke up the following New Years morning with a pounding headache- and upon regathering his memories of the previous night, vowed that he would never let Naoya get him drunk again...

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Naoya shook his head to return his thoughts to the present, and glanced down at his lover, who still seemed to be awaiting an answer from him.

"I called a taxi." Naoya elaborated. "He should be here any- "

As if on cue, a yellow and black checkered taxi pulled up to the curb and stopped in front of them. The front door opened, and the driver hopped out to greet his passengers.

"Naoya-kun, Akira-chan! How's it going?"

A man in his mid-twenties with spiky dyed-blonde hair and green eyes stepped forwards extending his hand towards Naoya to shake. The man was dressed in ripped jeans and a black leather jacket, with several piercings adorning both his ears. If seen on the street, one would probably assume him to be in a gang- though quite the opposite was true.

"Shinji-kun." Naoya greeted with a grin, shaking the man's hand. "We're doing well, how are you?"

"Doing well, doing well! Haven't heard from either of you in so long though!" Shinji pouted before turning towards Akira with a wry grin. "Though I thought you'd have dumped this loser and hooked up with someone nicer like me by now Aki-chan."

Naoya's eyes narrowed annoyedly at Shinji's use of a pet name for Akira, whom merely sighed in retaliation and held a hand to Naoya's chest to keep him from doing anything to the taxi driver.

"Shinji-kun, it's nice to see you again. But could you please refrain from causing excess trouble?" Akira responded politely, still keeping a hand on Naoya, who had now wrapped his own arm around Akira's waist.

Shinji laughed amusedly, looking back and forth between the two.

"Oh come on, Naoya-kun! You know I was just pullin' your leg! Anybody with eyes can see that you two are all over each other!"

Akira blushed and hurriedly removed his hand from the dark haired male's chest as Shinji wriggled his eyebrows and opened the door to the backseat of the taxi.

Naoya shook his head with a slight sigh and pulled Akira into the backseat of the taxi with him, shooting Shinji a pointed look before he closed the door.

He had forgotten this annoying side that Shinji had.

The three of them had met some years ago when he and Akira were having a drink at their favorite frequent bar Seven.

Shinji had tried hitting on Akira, who had bluntly turned him down. Continuing to pester Akira, he had then been sent off by Naoya. This trend continued almost every visit they had to the bar, until finally Shinji suggested that they at least befriend each other. At first Naoya was adamantly against the idea (for obvious reasons), but soon came around and they became drinking friends.

It had been a while since he and Akira had gotten a chance to go drinking again with Shinji, but he remembered the blonde telling them that he had started a taxi cab business- claiming that it was a good way to meet people and find a potential partner.

Shinji was now buzzing the taxi down the road, talking a mile a minute as he filled Akira in on the details of his latest date- glancing up to meet Akira's face in the rear view mirror every so often to make exaggerated motions to convey his story.

Naoya simply sat disinterestedly and tried to tune out the conversation, glancing out the window to watch the cars go by in the quickly dimming light of the setting sun. Growing bored of that as well, Naoya turned to look at his lover- throwing an arm over the backseat behind Akira's shoulders as he watched the silvernette listen patiently to Shinji's stories- nodding or smiling every so often to show that he was still listening.

Naoya pouted at the lack of attention that he was receiving from Akira, so he began stroking and twisting a piece of his lover's silvery hair between his thumb and forefinger, trying to gain some sort of response from him.

Shinji glanced at Naoya through the rear view mirror and laughed- Akira not yet taking notice of his lover's administrations and causing the dark haired male to pout even more.

"It looks like your lover is getting jealous that I'm stealing all of your attention Aki-chan." Shinji laughed amusedly, turning his eyes back to the road with a wide grin across his face.

Naoya scowled at the back of Shinji's seat, but made no comment- instead continuing to gently tug and play with Akira's hair. Akira relaxed into Naoya's arm and rested his head against the older's shoulder- enjoying the feeling of having his hair played with.

Naoya's eyes widened- once again surprised by Akira's behavior, but not at all unhappy. A few more moments of their contented silence stretched on- Naoya happily stroking his lover's silver hair, and Akira snuggling up to his lover's chest.

"Hey, I don't mind if you two make out back there!" Shinji suddenly called loudly, glancing up to look at the couple through the rear view mirror.

Akira- who's eyes had slipped shut part way through his lover's administrations, quickly opened his eyes and sat up, scowling through the rear view mirror at an all too-happy Shinji, who stuck his tongue out and started waggling it back at him. Naoya sent his own deathly glare up to the taxi driver, who simply snickered in return.

"Just kidding~ " He teased with a laugh, suddenly pulling the car over to the curb. "Well, we're here!"

The couple waited until the taxi had come to a stop, then exited the backseat and stood on the curb, waiting as Shinji got out of the taxi and walked towards them so that they could say their goodbye's.

The blonde stopped in front of Naoya first, once again extending his hand.

"It was great to see you again, Naoya-kun! Invite me out the next time you go drinking, why don't ya?"

Naoya rolled his eyes, but extended his hand to clasp the other's, a small grin on his face. "We'll see..."

"Oh boo, you're no fun!" Shinji turned to Akira. "And as always, it's just lovely to see you again Aki-chan!" He stepped forwards to embrace Akira, grinning widely at Naoya as he did so. Naoya frowned back, a look of annoyance on his face.

As Akira sensed that Naoya was starting to reach his limit on jealousy, he went to gently push Shinji away so that they could part ways. However, as Shinji made no apparent move to immediately move away from Akira, the silvernette shoved Shinji away from him, and before Naoya could move beyond glaring a hole into him, Shinji quickly saluted the two before jumping back into his taxi.

"It's been lovely seeing you two! You know where to find me!" He stuck his arm out the window and waved behind him as he pulled away from the curb.

With that, the yellow and black taxi sped away back into the bustling traffic- leaving the two on the sidewalk with the soft glow of a neon sign above them.

Naoya growled lowly in the back of his throat and clicked his tongue annoyedly at the taxi, but quickly turned and pulled Akira to his side as he walked towards the entrance to the bar Seven.