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Chapter four: Mixed messages.
"Shuichi…," Yuki whispered. Music came on in the background and numerous couples got up. Yuki knew Shuichi was struggling between what he thought was best and his true feelings. Yuki stood up and walked over to Shuichi, who hadn't noticed him move. Yuki held out his hand to Shuichi, under his nose so that he could see it. Shuichi looked up at Yuki with wide, teary eyes. Yuki looked away with a slight-very slight-blush upon his cheeks. Shuichi almost screamed, but he just took his hand with an excited gasp. Yuki led him onto the dance floor and put his arms around Shuichi. Shuichi put his arms around Yuki, suddenly nervous. He had never ever imagined this sort of thing happening. He knew Yuki wasn't the romantic, dancing type of person. Shuichi wondered to himself. Could Yuki really…? Shuichi shook his head. He realised Yuki could be doing this to get him not to break up with him, just so he can keep having sex…But Shuichi shook this out of his head. He didn't care. All that mattered was that he was having this glorious moment with Yuki. Hiro would call him weak, for falling for his tricks.
Shuichi sighed and rested his head against Yuki's chest. His eyes opened as a thought passed his brain. He looked around and saw the other couples were staring-but still dancing-at them. Shuichi got a little nervous. He knew Yuki hated the limelight; in particular with their relationship. It made him wonder…he didn't normally go to great lengths to attract attention to himself and their relationship. So why is he dancing with me? Shuichi closed his eyes again, willing the song to never end, so that he could dance with Yuki forever.
Yuki held Shuichi, noticing all the stares he was getting. He caught a few people's eyes and glared at them, making them quickly turn their faces. He sighed. He wasn't used to showing affection, if he could call it that, publicly. In fact, he didn't normally show affection anywhere. He wondered what drove him to offer Shuichi a dance. He berated himself, as he was allowing his confused emotions to take over him. But he could not deny that deep down, dancing with Shuichi was somewhat soothing. Sure, his thoughts were in turmoil, with his new found confusion and mixed up emotions, but it nevertheless relaxed him somehow. Soon the song ended and he slowly pulled away from Shuichi, who slowly opened his eyes and looked up at him, with calm and admiring eyes. He was not going all hyper and he was not crying anymore. Yuki stared down into his eyes with an expressionless face for some time. Moments later, he gestured his hand towards the table.
"Shall we sit down and have something to eat?" Yuki asked, surprisingly calm and nice. Shuichi nodded and they sat back down. A waiter handed them two menus and bowed, walking to another table. Shuichi opened the menu and gazed at all of the options. Yuki glanced at the menu and moments later put it down, staring at Shuichi, who was looking through it still.
Five minutes later the waiter came back and asked them their choices, to which both Yuki and Shuichi provided their choice of starter and main. The waiter bowed and left to give their order to the chef. Shuichi looked at Yuki; he felt rather relaxed now, despite the argument he had with Hiro. He felt at peace, unable to worry over whether or not Yuki actually cared for him or not.
"Eh…Y-Yuki? I-er-I-," Shuichi started.
"Shocked, huh? So am I. I can't believe I'm here with you having a meal rather than being at home, having a nice peaceful day," Yuki said. Shuichi frowned.
"Hey! That's mean. Yuuuuukiiiiii," Shuichi pouted. Yuki regained his cynical smile.
"But I am here, you should be happy," Yuki said. Shuichi stopped and nodded, getting all bashful again.
"Y-yeah. T-thanks, Yuki," Shuichi said.
"Whatever. But I'll be getting my reward tonight," Yuki said, the cynical smile still on his face. Shuichi got a little outraged.
"Can't you take me out WITHOUT a reward for yourself? Meanie, don't you care? Don't you enjoy our moments together?" Shuichi cried.
"If enjoy means getting a kick out of hanging out with a whiny brat and getting their eardrums bashed out, then yes, I do enjoy being with you," Yuki said. Shuichi stared with wide eyes, horrified. He looked ready to cry.
"MEANIE!" Shuichi cried, dropping his head into folded arms. The waiter came by with two plates, both covered with a metal dome. He placed one in front of Yuki and one in front of Shuichi, keeping his hand onto the lid.
