Meito stepped out his expensive German car and on to the street with a confident air about him. The sun hit him at just the right angle illuminating his face and throwing his shadow far behind him. It was a sunny day with clear skies up ahead. The slight wind hair tousled his silky brown hair. He probably looked like the handsomest man anyone had seen.

He smiled a little flirtatiously at the various women in the street who turned to stare, giggle and blush at him.

He was intelligent, wealthy, and good-looking. Absolutely the perfect man.

Yet somehow he was still single.

Honestly, for someone like him, it shouldn't be so hard to get a girlfriend.

It's not that he didn't have suitors. Of that he had plenty.

But once you cut out all those only after his money, those after his face, and those after his body, you were only left with so many.

Meito had tried going out with a plethora of women, and even a few men. In the end it was him who always dumped the other.

He never felt a spark. He couldn't fall in love with any of them.

Meito walked up to his butler café and opened the door.

He smiled for all the customers and walked slowly inside.

He gave his usual spiel to the customers and went into the back room.

"Senpai!" exclaimed the voiced of his youngest employee.

Meito opened the door to see young Len tangled up in the arms of the older Yuuma.

"L-let go! Meito's come in," Len said blushing deeply.

Yuuma smiled teasingly and continued to attack Len.

To be young again. Meito thought as he said, "Quit playing and get back to work," not all too harshly.

As the two teens left the back room, Meito noticed out of his peripheral vision a crying bluenette in the other corner of the room. He was about go ask Kaito what was wrong when Ted came out of the kitchen carrying a band aid and disinfectant.

"It'll sting a little," Ted told the younger man gently, "But if I don't do this your cut might get infected."

Kaito pouted but nodded anyways.

He winced as Ted sprayed the disinfectant on his left index finger.

Ted put the band aid on it and once he was done he kissed Kaito's finger gently, smiled and said, "All better."

Kaito blushed and beamed right back at Ted.

Meito ignored the duo. Kaito meant well but he was quite the airhead. He'd never met another grown man who cried over a cut. At least Ted took care of him. It seemed the customers liked him too.

Meito walked to the kitchen to see Gakupo pushed up against a wall and being kissed furiously by Big Al. Although, Meito noted, he didn't seem to look like he minded too much.

Meito didn't say anything, but the two noticed and broke apart. Gakupo rushed out the kitchen, blushing. Big Al followed hot on his heels.

Meito looked at the chef. The young woman was in the corner stuffing her nose with tissues.

Without saying another word, Meito turned around and marched up the stairs in the back room that led to the office room where he handled the store's finances.

There were couples around him everywhere.

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The sun was already setting when Meito got into his car and started driving himself home to his penthouse apartment. The scenery rolled by him as he drove way above the speed limit.

Meito parked his car in the underground garage and hurried up to his apartment. It had been quite the taxing day. He'd had a harder time than usual keeping up appearances. He couldn't wait to get in his large bath tub with a bottle of sake.

Once inside his apartment he headed straight for his liquor cabinet.

Getting out a large bottle of sake, Meito expertly popped off the cork in seconds. He tipped the bottle and took a big swig.

He turned around and went to his living room couch. He took another swig and put the bottle down on the cocktail table. He turned his head as something shiny caught his eye.

It was a picture of his family. His mother, his father, his two sisters and him. Being the oldest, he would have to inherit the vast Sakine commercial empire one day.

He sure as hell did not want the responsibility.

He looked away from the photo, took another swig and turned on the TV.

There was some couples' movie on so he switched the channel to a game show. Unfortunately it was a Lovers' Special. Increasingly pissed off, Meito switched to the news. They were talking about some celebrity and his new girlfriend.

Giving up, Meito shut the damn contraption off and took a deep drink from his sake bottle.

His mind was getting a bit fuzzy as Meito felt the warm sensation of alcohol take over.

Why was he so damn cursed? Meito took another drink from his bottle.

Why was it that wherever he went, there were couples getting all lovey-dovey with each other? Meito tipped the bottle and downed a good portion of it.

Why couldn't he find love?

Meito finished the bottle in one fell swoop and put it down on the table. He got up and got another from his liquor cabinet.

Time for another night of drinking 'till the early hours of the morning. All alone of course.

A/N: This one was a bit short….Oh well! xD I know that this is supposed to be a MikuoxMeito chapter and, well Mikuo didn't show up. Don't worry though, he will eventually I promise.