A/N: We could only wish that we owned these characters... sadly we do not though. -sigh- Anyhow here's chapter three!! Yay!! Uploaded two new chapters in one day. You should all be excited now. I'll make a note that chapter two has been fnished for a couple weeks now, I've just been too lazy to get my butt on here to upload. But I finally did, and after doing so felt inspired to upload some other stories I wrote, and then worked non-stop [except for a teeny tiny little break to get on miniaim on chapter three. Enjoy :D
--Nana
Chapter 3
A loud sigh escaped from the short brunette as he turned the key to the apartment door. "I'm home." He called out, even though the tiny apartment he shared with his lover was completely dark, the only other noise that could be heard other than his own breathing was the faint whirring of the refrigerator. Shinichirou's absence was starting to become predictable now, although Nanami wished that one night he would come home from work to find the raven haired man sitting on the couch, reading a book or grading homework. Nanami let out another wistful sigh as he turned on the lights and toed off his shoes. "I wonder what time you'll be coming home tonight." He said to himself entering as he walked over to the telephone stand to set down the mail they had received that day. The flashing red light on the answering machine caught his attention, and he reached out one slender finger to hit the play button.
"Nanami, it's me. I won't be home until late again tonight. Don't wait up." Came Shinichirou's deep voice. It was the same message the man had been leaving for the past couple days. Tears stung his eyes as they began to fall, and he had all but turned away when he heard Shinichirou's voice again. "..And Nanami... I love you..." He had said after a long pause. There was a click and the answering machine finally announced that that was the end of the message and there were no other messages left.
"LIAR!" The brunette cried out, turning and grabbing the answer machine, pulling it so hard that it ripped the cord from the back and knocked the phone off the table. He dropped the now ruined machine to the floor and proceeded to the kitchen to get a drink, and calm himself down. "Are you cheating on me... is that why you're always coming home so late? Why you're avoiding me?" He asked, looking at a picture of the two of them that hung on the fridge. Nanami placed the glass in the sink once he had finished his drink and walked off to the cold and empty bedroom.
...MEANWHILE...
Sunao had left Matsuri's room in a heated furry that had dissolved the moment he stepped outside of the blonde's door. He had half turned around to go back in when he heard his friend call out his name, but decided it would be better to get his temper under control before he returned. "Matsuri-chan's right... I should just confront Hashiba and ask him why he's been avoiding me...That idiot would tell me that it wasn't my business like he did the last time though." The pink haired boy growled, making a fist and swung his arm aroun, punching the air... or what he thought was the air. "Itai..." He whimpered as his fist came in contact with yet another chest. 'Why do I keep running into people?' He grumbled to himself, then lifted his light pink eyes up to see who it was this time. Sunao's gaze was met with a cold stare.
"Did I do something to upset you?" Shinichirou asked, his voice low and laced with annoyance.
"No.. I didn't see you there. What are you doing out in the park Nii-chan?" Sunao asked, staring up at the older man. "Are you on your way home?"
Shinichirou shook his head and stepped around the small boy. "No, I'm on my way to meet up with an old friend from school." He replied and started walking off. "Have a good..."
"Nii-san! Wait... Are you avoiding Nanami-chan on purpose? He's been really upset lately, and I'm worried." Fujimori blurted out, cutting Shinichirou off. The older man stopped and turned to look back at the boy.
"Don't worry yourself about what's going on between Nanami and myself." He answered, "Now I really must be going. You should get back to the dorms and get some sleep now. It's almost curfew." And with that, Shinichirou walked off, leaving Sunao standing there staring after him.
The young boy let out a heavy sigh and started back off towards the dorms. "I'll go visit with Nanami-chan tomorrow morning... Tell him that I spoke with Nii-san... and ask him for some advice on how to ignore Hashiba with out loosing my cool like I did earlier." He mumbled to himself.
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