In the Mode for love

He took her hand in his and brought her out on the floor as the slightly cheesy powerballad reached its peak and the hearts of youngsters devoured by huuuge problems that in fact were miiinor problems beat a little bit faster, a little bit stronger, because they knew that they were about to get the slow dance of their lives. She smiled at him, and his heart skipped a beat in response, thought not because he found her attractive or felt yet another step closer to finally losing his virginity to the prettiest girl in Tokyo, but because she looked so utterly innocent, so honest, so happy. It broke his heart, knowing that she was living her teenage dream, dancing with the boy she loved, while the boy she loved was in fact, deep within his heart, wishing that he'd been dancing with her brother instead.

Nothing in life was ever simple; it would have been disappointing if it were. But nonetheless Suguru wished that he could have been given a get-out-of-jail-free card. It would have been so much better if he'd had the guts to tell her the truth and face the music. Then he would have at least been able to contact Shuichi with a clean conscience. But as things were now... with her smiling that broadly and happily at him... he just could not tell her.

I'm a jerk, he thought, disgusted with himself. I care nothing about her best interest, do I? If I had, I sure as hell never would have gotten myself involved with her brother in the first place. And besides - where does it leave me? I'm in love with a guy, for fuck's sake! How does that add up!? Or, wait... maybe it isn't so weird, by the way. My own cousin pines for a man, after all... Maybe it's hereditary?

Four days. Four days of agony. Of Longing. Of confusion. Every waking minute of every hour of every day he had waited for his mobile to ring, and every time it did he had achingly longed for the voice at the other end of the line to be Shuichi's. And every time he had been mortally disappointed. His cousin had noticed the change in him, and many times asked him if he was okay. "Yes," was Suguru's eternal answer - to everything. He hardly even registered the questions anymore. And every day when he sat at his keyboard he found it extremely hard to find the right notes. It was as if meeting Shuichi had put a stopper in his creativity, and he suspected that it would not come out as long as he denied himself what he longed for the most.

At night he dreamt about Shuichi's body, the way he imagined it beneath those colorful T-shirts and shorts of his. He dreamt about making love to him, because there was no other word that could adequately describe what they did in his dreams. In the morning, when he woke up, he always grabbed his mobile and half dialed the number before realizing what he was actually doing. After that, he just sat there on the edge of his bed, staring at the small phone. Was he or was he not?

"Hey," Maiko said, and stroked his jawline with one tender finger. "You seem rather distant - is everything okay?"

Suguru blushed. He'd done it again! "Um, yeah. Of course, everything is all right. Sorry."

She laughed and traced his lips with her fingertips. "That's okay, my little daydreamer. I think I know what's occupying you..."

No, you don't.

"... and I know it's only natural for a guy to think about that, but I think it's a little too soon for that, so I guess you'll just have to be patient and wait just a little while longer," she finished smugly.

He blinked. "What?" Then he gave a start. She was talking about sex! She thought he was being distant because he was daydreaming about sleeping with her! That realization actually made Suguru a bit queasy. For some reason it disgusted him to even think about having sex with her, something that surprised him since he'd been dating her for more than two months now and it was merely natural to think about sex at that stage. Well, he was thinking about sex, just not with her ...

She leaned in closer and put her head on his shoulder. He moved automatically, like a robot, to the slow music and firmed his grip on her back. "I love being with you, Suguru," she murmured against his shirt. "You're so laid back and upfront. There's no surprises with you. I like that."

Those words made his heart sink, and he felt like a total asshole. Yeah, I'm all honesty - no ugly surprises here...

Ri-ri-ri! Suguru jumped high into the air. The mobile! It was finally ringing! He fumbled with his pants pocket and flipped the phone open. Shuichi Calling. He gave a shriek. "Oh my God, it's him!" he exclaimed in a sort of happy panic.

Maiko furled her brows. "Who? Su-kun? Are you okay? Has something happened?"

He looked up at her, his urgency shining through. "I'm sorry Maiko, but I really need to take this call, excuse me!" He turned on his heel and ran into the adjacent room and shut the door with a Bang! behind himself. There, he took a deep breath and pressed the Yes button. "Moshi moshi?" he said nervously, his entire body shaking with anticipation.

"Suguru, hey... Sorry for breaking the silence, but I just couldn't wait any longer, I had to hear your voice..."

Suguru became so relieved that he laughed. "Oh, I am so glad you called! I've been waiting like crazy ever since I saw you at the park. I mean, I know we agreed to let things be for a while, but... I couldn't stop thinking about you."

It was silent for a moment. "I couldn't stop thinking about you either. I have to see you. Can you meet me somewhere?"

Suguru fidgeted. He wanted to yell Yes! Yes! Yes! and run over to the rendezvous point at once, but Maiko was still in the other room, he was supposed to be hanging out with her today, and even though he wasn't particularly enjoying himself they were kind of having a good time, so...

There was a soft knock on the door. "Suguru?"

He jerked. Uh-oh. "Ehhh, ehrm... yes?" he called, sweat running down his face now.

"Who's there?" Shuichi wondered at the other end of the line, suspicion in his voice. "Are you with Maiko?"

"Um... ah... hai," Suguru confessed, scared half to death that Shuichi would get mad at him and never want to speak with him again.

"Suguru, I'm sorry but I have to go!" Maiko was calling through the door. "Mom just called, she needs a hand with dinner because her sister and her family are coming to visit, and things are rather stressful over there, so... Sorry!"

Suguru had never felt happier in his life. "Oh! Okay!" he called back. "No worries! You go and help your Okaasan, and I'll call you later, okay?" She replied with an Okay, and then she was gone. Suguru was grinning sheepishly when he was alone again. "Shuichi... I just got an opening in my schedule," he informed the other boy happily, and he could immediately sense the smile on Shuichi's face. "Is that so? Lovely. Then maybe I can come to your place...?"

Suguru's heart instantly began to pound a techno-rhythm doki-doki-doki that created an eerie susurration in his ears. "Yes, please come to my place," he found himself saying with his mind full of dream recollections, "I'll give you the address."


He had arranged the candles all around the room and killed all the lights; he wanted the mood to be perfect. It had already gone dark outside, so the living room was now really cosy. He had even made a trail of live candles that led up the stairs to Suguru's room, because he had a feeling that they were about to realize his innermost dreams this very night. Feeling a bit mischievous, he took out one of his cousin's bottles of Merlot and two wine glasses and put them on the living room table. He also put together a tray of snacks for them; high quality cheeses, green and red grapes, dark chocolate, crackers. His cousin was a gourmet, and Suguru had inherited his like in quality foods.

When he felt finished with his creation he put his hands together and quickly rubbed them against one another, nervous and wondering if there was something that needed perfection before the guest arrived. It was important that everything was perfect the first time Shuichi came to visit. Good thing his cousin was staying late at the office that night. Feeling slightly panicked, knowing that Shuichi was getting closer by the minute, Suguru ran back and forth in the room, checking so that everything looked okay, then he ran up the stairs to check his bedroom. Yes, the bed was neatly made and no, there were no embarrassing pictures of him or anything else that could make him out as a fool in Shuichi's eyes. Although he doubted that Shuichi would ever be able to think of him, or anyone else, as a fool...

The doorbell rang.

Oh, shit! He's here already!

Suguru ran down the stairs and over to the front door, where he stopped to breathe. He needed to wait for his breathing to slow somewhat before he could open the door, which resulted in Shuichi ringing the bell three times more before he opened to greet him. When the door finally swung open, Shuichi looked up with a quizzical look on his face and met Suguru's excited gaze. He looked so incredibly handsome in his regular blue jeans, green jumper and black vest, and his hair looked styled for the occasion. So dark black it seemed to be made of the night behind and above him... and his eyes were the stars...

"Hi Suguru," he said with a happy smile, and his eyes glistened in the candle light.

"Hi," Suguru replied and stepped back. "Please come in and make yourself at home."

"Ojamashimasu." (Thank you for having me.)

Shuichi crossed the threshold and kicked his shoes off. Then he neatly put them on the shoe shelf and stuck his feet in a pair of indoor sandals that Suguru had prepared. They went into the living room, and Shuichi studied it with curiosity. "Your cousin has a very neat home," he pointed out, and it felt like something he was saying for lack of something better to say. Suguru was so nervous that he only said "Uh-huh" in response, and he silently wondered if Shuichi was nervous too, because the other boy didn't seem the least bit unnerved; he looked totally calm, cool.

Suguru went over to the stereo to put on some music.

When the first song started to play, Shuichi gave a start. "You like Depeche Mode, too, Suguru?" he asked, pleasantly surprised as the tones of Enjoy the Silence filled the room.

"Yes," Suguru answered, and was amused at Shuichi's way of pronouncing the name as "deppechi moodo". "I was introduced to them as a very little boy. I didn't think you'd know of them, though..."

Shuichi came up to him, slyly and very suggestively. "There are lots of things we have in common, you and I," he said in a soft, meaning voice. Suguru realized that he was about to embrace him and kiss him, and his nervousness became twice as bad. He did not know what to do, how to react, if he even should react at all! Maybe he should just let Shuichi do whatever he wanted to him? Maybe that was the best way of going about this making love business? Let Shuichi have his way with him?

The other boy looked him deep into the eyes, seemed to ask him if it was okay for him to go on. Suguru did not know exactly what his eyes were signalling at that moment, and that too made him increasingly more nervous. So he effectively cleared his throat and said, "Maybe we should have a seat. Would you like some wine?"

Shuichi looked disappointed, and Suguru hated himself for doing that to him, but he was just so nervous! All he could think about was that he most probably was going to have his sexual debut that very night, and Shuichi seemed so experienced in everything that it sort of scared Suguru. He poured them wine in silence, and after a while Shuichi sat down next to him on the sofa. He took the glass that Suguru was handing over to him. "Will your cousin be okay with us taking this wine?" he asked, staring at the glass.

"Don't worry," Suguru said, "we usually drink together, so he won't be mad or anything. He can easily buy more, haha." Ah, it was better to just shut up and drink and hope that the alcohol would make him interesting, or at least a bit silly so Shuichi could get something to laugh at.

Shuichi shrugged and tasted the wine. "Mmmm, this is really good!" he then said, a wide smile suddenly on his lips. "Aaaahh, it feels so good to be sitting here drinking with you, Suguru! Don't you think so?"

Suguru laughed. If he hadn't known that Shuichi had only taken one sip at the wine he would have thought that he was a bit drunk already... "Yes, it is," he agreed, and a certain warmth spread within him. Yes, it did feel awfully good sitting there together with him, and there was nowhere else he would rather be. Everything felt so... right... with Shuichi. And he guessed that he was feeling so nervous because it did feel right; it scared him. This was completely different from when he was falling in love with Maiko; this was much stronger, much more real. Watching Shuichi's genuine enthusiasm over the snacks and his obvious delight when he liked the taste of something made him laugh. "Right now you remind me of someone my cousin knows..." he commented.

Shuichi stopped dead with his mouth full of cheese and crackers. "Oh, weally?" he wondered, slightly muffled by all the food that was stuck in his mouth.

"Yeah, you do."

After a few glasses of wine all nervousness had lifted, and they were having a great time, talking and laughing loudly. Suguru felt so calm together with Shuichi; he felt like he could be himself with him without ever having to fear being judged or mocked for it. It felt so good.

Shuichi put down his glass on the table, then took the glass out of Suguru's hand and put that down to. "You look so damned cute tonight, Suguru," he said with a kinky smile and moved closer to the younger boy.

Suguru only laughed. "You don't look so bad yourself," he said. Thanks to the wine he felt ready for whatever Shuichi could have in mind - Hell, he even wanted Shuichi to suggest that they go to bed together! He was getting a bit horny...

Shuichi leaned in and pressed his lips to Suguru's, and at the same time he put his hand on Suguru's arm. Suguru immediately moved in closer and opened his mouth to welcome Shuichi's tongue if it felt like giving him a visit. And it did! Tipsy from the alcohol, Suguru leaned in too much, and his weight made Shuichi lose his balance. They fell down, Suguru on top of Shuichi, their lips still pressed against one another's. Suguru crawled up into Shuichi's arms, and Shuichi immediately embraced him, let his hands travel up Suguru's back inside his shirt. There was something very stiff and pulsating in his jeans...

"Mmmmmm," Suguru murmured and buried his hand in Shuichi's jet black hair.

"Nnnnng, take this off," Shuichi said, pulling at Suguru's shirt.

He shook his head. "No, let's go upstairs first," he said.

Shuichi nodded agreement, and they got up from the sofa. When they were on their feet again, Suguru could see the place where Shuichi's jeans curved and the sight made him want him even more. He took the other boy's hand and hurried over to the stairs. They were laughing as they ascended to the second floor and went over to Suguru's bedroom. The candles were still burning in there. Shuichi pushed him down onto the bed; there was no time to pull away the covers. As they were quite drunk, both of them, and quite inexperienced at that, there was a lot of fumbling going on. Shuichi struggled with Suguru's shirt, which did not seem to want to get pulled over his head, and this made the boys laugh hysterically. When Suguru's head finally emerged beyond the fabric his hair was standing on end and sparkling with electricity. "Naisu hee-a katto (nice hair cut)," Shuichi complimented him teasingly and kissed him.

"Rakki, rakki, rakki man desu!! (I'm Lucky, lucky, lucky man!!)" Suguru replied, and a new fit of laughter made them convulse for a few seconds.

"Yes, you certainly are!" Shuichi agreed. "Because right now I'm gonna do this!" He ripped Suguru's pants off in one draw. When the younger boy's boxers were revealed he whistled approvingly. "Whoa, Suguru-kun... you've got a tower going there!"

Although they had had a great time up until then, laughing together and making out and being as close as two people could be without melting into one single being, Suguru suddenly started to hesitate when Shuichi put his hands on his slender hips, about to grab the elastic of his tight boxers and pull them off as well. His heart unexpectedly began to pound with emotions completely different from the ones he had just experienced. Fear was rising from deep within him, like vomit of the soul. Not a very beautiful analogy, admittedly, but that's how it felt. And he did not understand why. Why did he feel like that all of a sudden? Why was he afraid? This was Shuichi! The person that he loved, no matter how absurd that was, the person that he felt certain that he wanted to spend his life with, for crying out loud! So why was he suddenly afraid of making love to him?

To his great chagrin, he could feel his body starting to tremble slightly, and he quietly wished that Shuichi would not notice. He would be mortified if Shuichi thought he was scared of him.

Then, to his utter surprise, Shuichi's hands stopped dead and trembled for a short while. He looked down at the slightly older boy, blinking in bafflement. Why had he stopped? He did not want him to stop. Despite his current hesitation he still wanted Shuichi to continue, no matter what. He studied the other boy. The expression on Shuichi's face was hard to read. His brows were slightly furrowed, but he was smiling, although his eyes were not quite smiling with his lips. Such a strange expression... Was something wrong?

"Daijoubu?" (Are you all right?) he asked, worried.

Shuichi met his eyes. There was a thin film of sweat on his beautiful face. "Yeah," he said after a short pause. "I'm okay. I just..."

Suguru frowned at him. His heart was racing now, but the reason for this was that he was afraid that Shuichi would say that he couldn't do this, that he could not be with Suguru because he was actually disgusted by the very thought of being any kind of intimate with another boy and that everything that they had shared up until then had in fact been a temporary lapse of judgment. His heart sinking into depths he had never thought even existed, he looked into Shuichi's warm brown eyes and felt that he had to ask him - ask him what he was to him, if he really cared about him, if he really loved him. But no words came out of his half-open mouth: He was too afraid of the answer to even ask the question.

"Maybe we should think this throught before doing it," Shuichi finally said, and made Suguru's heart stop for a short while that felt like an eternity, because to Suguru it was as if Shuichi had just confirmed all his irrational suspicions. He looked Suguru deep in the eyes, as if searching for something. Then he bit his lower lip. "I mean, we don't have to do this right now, if one of us is feeling a bit uncertain... I mean, we have all the time in the world, right? We don't have to go all the way on our first date, right? Maybe... maybe we are rushing things. What do you think?"

Suguru blinked sheepishly, utterly confused by the things Shuichi had just said, because they did not at all match the suspicions that had just plagued his heart so mercilessly. So... he wasn't disgusted by him then? He really liked him and wanted to be with him? He was just hesitating about sleeping together on the very first date? But then... that meant that he was actually quite the gentleman... Suguru immediately felt embarrassed about his prior thoughts.

A smile of relief broke through. "Oh..." he said, laughing a little. "Yeah, I see your point... and you're right, we don't have to do this unless we both really want to... we can wait. Right?"

Shuichi laughed a little too, nervously. "It's good that you understand. Actually... I'm a bit scared about doing this. You know... sex." He turned his face away from Suguru when he said the last word, blushing crimson, as if he was embarrassed about even saying it. That surprised Suguru.

"You're scared?" he asked, disbelievingly, but sounding merely puzzled.

Shuichi chuckled bitterly. "You're surprised?"

"Yes!" Suguru said, maybe a little too forcefully, and blushed. "I mean... it's natural that I'm scared since I'm a vi-- it's my first time," he corrected, suddenly afraid to use the word "virgin" in case Shuichi would laugh at him. "But I didn't think you could be scared, because you seemed so calm and confident all the time when we made out, and you seemed so experienced..."

"Experienced?!" Shuichi laughed. "Me?! No, no, no! I'm as new at this as you are, Suguru. I've never dated before... so how could I have had sex before?"

That only made Suguru more confused. "You've never... ?"

A simple shake of the head.

They were silent for a while. Then Suguru began to laugh with relief. "Oh, that really takes the pressure off," he said, smiling up at Shuichi, who was sitting half on top of him. "I'm glad we don't have to rush into this, that we can both agree to wait until we're ready."

"Yeah," Shuichi agreed, smiling with his entire face, a smile so beautiful and lively and glowing that Suguru just wanted to pinch it and kiss it and caress it, until time stopped. He took a firm grip on Shuichi's shoulders and pulled him down towards him. He joined their lips in a tender, soft kiss.

Shuichi moved closer, snuggling up against Suguru's body, and invited the younger boy's tongue to a hot tango. His hands slid over Suguru's body, making him moan and whimper encouragingly, wordlessly telling him to go on, please go on. Suddenly all their fears seemed to have been blown away; their confessing to each other that they were scared had made them certain about each other, and it had soothed them and made it easier for them to accept that they wanted each other, that they desired to make love to each other. And that made it okay. Thanks to that, they could finally relax and let their hearts guide them through the strong currents of love that were currently washing them away from the calm shore.

Suguru was completely lost in his lover's touch, his kiss, and his smell. The sensation of skin against skin, a wet tongue on his chest, trembling fingertips out to find his sensitive spots and give him more pleasure. He let out a small shout of approval when Shuichi finally pulled off his boxer and exposed his erection. For a second he wondered what Shuichi would do now. Would he do anything with it? Or would they simply join at once? Which one would be on top? How were they gonna do it? He wondered if Shuichi was wondering about the same things as he was when he got his answer. Shuichi took the initiative and gently raised Suguru's lower body slightly, then he carefully began to push inside him. A cry escaped him.

"Does it hurt?" Shuichi asked worriedly.

Suguru swiftly shook his head. "Don't mind that, it will go away, it's just because it's the first time, right? Right?"

"Yeah, I guess it ought to hurt a little the first time... But tell me if it hurts and you want me to stop, okay? 'Cause I'll stop, I don't want to hurt you." He kissed Suguru's knees. "I never wanna hurt you." He pushed a little further inside, and Suguru gasped. "I want to take care of you, make you happy, give your life meaning - for as long as I live. I wanna share everything with you, Suguru. Everything." He slowly, carefully began to move inside Suguru, and the first few thrusts hurt a bit and made Suguru stiffen involuntarily, but then the pain began to go away and was replaced by pleasure instead. Up until then, he had never thought about sex, never fantasized about it, not even when he entered puberty, because he had always regarded sex as something superfluous, something that was profoundly overestimated and promoted as something vital, something that people needed to live, but he had never bought it. He had thought that it was just something people did out of necessity, to have children and make sure that the family name was secured for the next generation as well. But now... now he realized how wrong he had been in thinking that. Having sex with someone you loved... making love to the person you cared the most about... it was wonderful. Indescribable. And he knew that this was the beginning of many, many more sessions of love-making: They had opened a door that could never again be closed, because the feelings that surged through him with Shuichi inside him were highly addictive - nature's own super drug.

"Oh, Suguru..." Shuichi murmured close to his ear. "You're lovely... absolutely lovely..."

He moved his hand to Suguru's manhood and closed his fingers around it. That move alone finished Suguru. He came with an explosion of confusing feelings that made him scream out loud and throw his head back. Because he had never even masturbated he couldn't last more than a couple minutes, that was understandable, yet he was mortified at coming so soon, worried that Shuichi would think he was lame or annoying.

But to his surprise Shuichi said, "Chikusho (Damn)", and let out a few weird exhalations followed by a pathetic whimper, and then Suguru felt something hot inside of him. Blinking sheepishly, he looked up into Shuichi's face, which was flushed and sweaty, his eyes squeazed shut and his mouth open in a silent cry. What had just happened to him?

Some twenty seconds later, Shuichi opened his eyes and looked at Suguru. He smiled. Such a lovely smile... "Damn it, Suguru..." he said, panting, "I couldn't hold it in when you screamed like that... it was so fucking hot..." He laughed a little, then he fell down beside Suguru and snuggled up close to him, putting his head on Suguru's shoulder. A happy sigh escaped him. "I think we have to make this a regular occurence, because I don't think I'll be able to go a day without you this close to me. I have totally fallen in love with you, and I want to be with you all the time..."

When he said that, it was as if something broke inside Suguru - but not in a negative way. Suddenly he felt a weird, tinkling feeling rise up from the pit of his stomach and quickly spread through his body, and then his eyes began to water. Baffled, he realized that the walls he had set up around his heart so long ago had been attacked by Shuichi's words and finally crumpled to a pile of dust that his body quickly disposed of. Simply by being with him, showing him that it was in fact possible to be loved just the way he was, Shuichi had effectively broken down his defenses and enabled him to let love into his heart, unconditionally and competely.

With tears silently streaming down his face, he whispered, "Arigatou."

Shuichi looked confused and opened his mouth to say something, but before he could even utter one syllable there was a loud bang from downstairs: The front door had been slammed shut. Refelxively, they both turned their heads towards the door to Suguru's room, which they had left ajar.

"Tadaima!" (I'm home!) Suguru's cousin called in a tired and irritated voice, and a series of loud noises could be heard from downstairs as he made his way through the house after a long day at work.

Suguru sat up straight in bed, panicking. "But he wasn't supposed to be home until tomorrow!" he hissed in a low voice to make sure that it did not carry downstairs to his cousin's apt ears. He looked at Shuichi with plain, stark fear. "What are we gonna do?! He can't see you here, he thinks I'm in love with your sister!"

Shuichi sat up, too, and immediately slid across the mattress to the edge of the bed, where he double over and grabbed his clothes from the floor. As silently as he could, but quickly as hell, he dressed, and Suguru decided to follow his example. Once they were dressed came another problem: How would they get Shuichi out of there without his cousin noticing?

"Suguru?" came his cousin's voice from downstairs. "You home?"

And then he started walking up the stairs!

Panicking, Suguru felt as if he was going to faint. What should he do, what should he do?! They were going to be found out!

"I'll go out the window," Shuichi whispered and went over to the window, which had been partly open all day because it had been so hot. Suguru's obsessively neat desk was standing under the window, so it was very easy for him to climb up onto the window sill and go out the window. Meanwhile, Suguru tried his best to un-rumple the sheets in order to hide his late-evening pastime from his cousin's scrutinizing eyes. It was always difficult to hide anything from him because he was so perceptive. But this time it just had to work.

"I'll call you," Shuichi said before disappearing out the window. Suguru nodded, then he threw himself down on his back on the bed and grabbed whatever was closest - a music magazine - and pretended to be reading.

Seguchi Touma appeared in the doorway just a few seconds later. "Oh, so you were home," he stated.

Suguru looked up from his magazine and tried his best not to look nervous. "Oh, hi," he said, as if he had just noticed him. "I didn't hear you come in." Shit, maybe that was a stupid thing to say considering the amazing amount of noise his cousin had made upon his arrival home? He seldom made any noise at all, but that particular evening it had been quite difficult not to hear him come in...

Touma frowned. "You didn't hear me come in?" he repeated and did not sound convinced. "Was Maiko here this evening?"

Suguru started. "Yeah," he said, surprised by the question, "why?"

"I saw the wine glasses and the tray of snacks downstairs."

Dammit! He had totally forgotten about the wine!

He started to sweat.

Touma gazed over at the open window. "Did she just go out the window?"

"What?! No. Why do you ask that?"

Touma met his gaze anew, and this time he smiled knowingly. "You naughty boy," he said and shook his head. "Ah, well, I remember how it was to be a teenager. Just make sure you protect yourselves." He made to leave, but then, as an after-thought, he turned back and said, "By the way, your magazine's upside down..." Then he left, a smug smile on his face.

Suguru looked down at his Myojo and noticed that it actually was upside down.

Damn...


Hi guys! Back with a new chapter! Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I'm finding it hard to find time for my writing now that I'm working so much, so please be patient and wait for my updates, all right? Because they will come eventually. ;)

And I'd just like to make a comment on the phrase "Ojamashimasu"... It is what people in Japan say when they step inside someone else's home, and it means "I'm causing you trouble" / "I am causing you an inconvenience".

Until the next chapter... Have a great time!! :D
Love, Piper