AN: I dunno bout u but I HAAAAAAATED the end of last chapter! I apologize for my lateness, I been busy… had a big test in Japanese class today, I been working on a book (WRITING, not reading,) and (since the last chapter left me depressed) I started a RP on Tinier Me in the Vocaloid Lovers group with the same title… it took on a much much more entertaining fluffy funny road than this comedy gone angsty drama. (Its super fun, if u hav an acc there, check it out! We need a Taito and actually just more players period. I'll add roles if needed!)

Disclaimer: Space cookies. O_O

Warning: This goes M later on, be prepared.

Friday... What do you mean what day? Do the math yourself, dammit! I'm still upset about the last scene- QUIT BITCHIN' AND LET ME TELL THE STORY DAMN YOU! Otherwise I SWEAR that picture of you at prom is going on EVERY FUCKING PHOTO SHARING SITE THERE IS. Yes, that's right. THAT picture.

Now then. I actually had a pretty deep night's sleep. After the thing at the field, I comPLETELY shut down. It was like I fell into this big abyss of sadness and pain. God, I sound emo, don't I? So I see Kaito being RAPED. Then the next day, waking up in Dell's room, what do I find? I wake up to Kaito cuddling me. Ok, really, mirror, please. Nope, not a stuffed animal. After that the night before, this was the last thing I needed.

"Let's dance... the vanilla mamba..." he mumbled happily in his sleep, drooling. His eyes tightened and he frowned, holding on tightly. "No, Akaito, wait... I didn't... Don't go..." he said, tears streaming down his face. Y'know? I ended up crying, myself. I put my arms around him, quietly crying, trying not to wake him. We just kind of lay there for a bit after that. I wiped my eyes, then gently wiped his. He stirred, and slowly opened his eyes. He saw me, holding him, watching him, and gasped, eyes widening.

"A-A-A-Akan!" he exclaimed, jumping back a bit. I grabbed his arm; he was going to fall, and that floor was pretty damn hard. I tried pulling him back up, and what happens? I end up falling down along with him; landed face first on his crotch. Perfect. At least he was properly clothed! For a bit, we just looked at each other; frozen still, perfectly quiet. Then...

"U-Uhhm... Akan..."

"... Mmf?"

"Uhm... Can we go to the field together tonight? It's a full moon..." he asks. Thank you, THANK you, FINALLY a normal question. I got off of him, red-faced, and helped him up. He was also red-faced. Wee.

But still. The field. Normally, I'd be thrilled. But after that... "How about we go bathe, and then go to town? I got some errands to run, and we still haven't hit that ice cream parlor, have we?" I asked, smiling. Kaito's eyes sparkled. Kaito is to ice cream as Yuri Chinen is to Arashi. You probably didn't get that reference, but if you did, I salute you. Until all this is sorted out, that's all I can do.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Let's do that! Ofuro, hairo~~!" he cried out, punching the air above his head. I laughed. He stopped and put his hands on his lap, blushing furiously. I raised an eyebrow.

"What's with that all of a sudden?" I asked, frowning. I could've sworn that was... STEAM coming off his skin? "You feelin' alright, KaiKai?" I asked, concerned. He nodded and mumbled incoherently. I tilted my head. "Come again?" His head lowered a bit.

"...Um... Can we... Take a bath together?" he asked into his shirt. I smiled.

"Sure. I trust you. Kaito is Kaito." I said, grinning. If you didn't catch on to that, I was using "Kaito" as an adjective. Literature is the only time I do the math. Kaito looked at me with a bashful little smile. Next thing I know, I'm on the ground. Now then. This is when I voice my true feelings. Feelings that had been kept silent far, far too long.

"Ora, ora! What am I, some teddy bear? Why do people keep hugging me out of the blue?" Yep, that about sums it up. Kaito looked at me, devastated.

"B-But... We always hugged each other… D-Do you hate me now? Please don't hate me!" he cried, teary-eyed. There's this phrase I heard online somewhere that described him perfectly... What was it... Right. "Moe." Yes, that described him perfectly.

I scowled and ruffled his hair. "No way, Kaito! You're probably the last person I'd ever hate. Don't worry 'bout it, right?" He looked at me, the epitome of happiness.

"Thank you Akaaaan!" he cried out, tackling me to the ground, again, and landed a kiss on my lips. He didn't just smell like vanilla. He tasted like it, too. His lips felt velvety smooth. For a moment, I just took it in. It was soft, warm, but not at all threatening. The kind of thing girls expect their first kiss to be like, probably. Genuine. I was tempted to pull him closer when he broke off. He had a look of horror on his face. He stood up and dashed out of the room, red to the ears. I decided, for Kaito's sake, to go comfort him. It took me a full hour to find that man! I found him on the roof.

I tiptoed towards him until I was right behind him. I leaned in, and when I was right next to his ear…

"Hey KaiKai, did you forget me?"

He jumped at the sound of my voice. He looked at me, eyes a bit red, and opened his mouth to say something, though no sound came out. I sighed.

"We gonna take a bath or not? Whoever gets there first chooses the bubble soap..." His eyes shot open and he grinned.

"You're on." And so we started racing through the halls. Cinnamon scent versus vanilla. It ended up being a tie, so we decided to use both. Actually a pretty good combination. As we took our clothes off, I noticed for some reason, I couldn't help but watch Kaito out of the corner of my eye. He acted like such a child, but at that time, there was absolutely no denying that he was a fully-matured, healthy young man. His peach skin was tanned, but only just a bit. Despite his amazing appetite for ice cream, he was well built, toned muscles; obviously in great shape. His hair his shoulders, like curtains of royal blue colored silk. He could easily be described as "tall, dark and handsome." I finished taking my clothes off before him and stepped into the tub. I realized maybe that wasn't the best of ideas. As Kaito stepped in, though only for a moment, his member was directly in front of his face. It was... err... Big. Let's... Let's just leave it at that, 'kay?

... No, I am not going red. You're hallucinating! You should really avoid Miku and Rin's cooking next time. Anyway, ANYWAY! Quit interrupting!

We sat down in the bath, played with the bubbles. Kaito had a mustache and chef hat, and I had fashioned a bubble horse. I named it George. George is an awesome-sauce name. Though Kaito said it looked like a bicycle. What does he know? He was wearing a bubble hat!

No, this is not a pout. It's a rare skin condition. Quit talking when it's MY turn!

We talked, cracked jokes. Just hung out with each other until the water was freezing. It was kind of nice, being able to act like before. After we got out, dried, dressed, I went to get the list of errands. First up was the post office. I got stuff out of my mailbox, and Kaito put his letter to Kaiko in. Oh, right. Kaiko is his little sister. She's 17, like me. She was in London with Luka and Leon, two other residents of our little boarding house. Then we had the grocery store. I was getting oranges for Rin when Kaito came running up to me holding literally 4 tons of ice cream.

"No." I said, not giving him a chance to ask. He pouted. "Don't give me that look. All we have left is the world market and the pharmacy, and then we're going to the ice cream parlor. By the time we get home, that'll have melted." I pointed out. He frowned and sadly went to put it back.

The next two stops were fairly simple. Got some new calligraphy supplies for Taito at the world market, Pocky for Kaito, and got some medicine for Nigaito. Poor guy caught another cold. I decided to get him some little microwaveable apple pies, too, back at the grocery store, to cheer him up a bit.

Finally, we headed downtown to that ice cream parlor. It hadn't changed much since our last visit, except they had repainted the exterior, and they had a strawberry ice cream shortcake on the menu. Guess who their best customer is? Another thing, about that ice cream parlor. It's right by the docks, so if we wanted we could go eat by the water. Pretty nice view.

As we left the shop and headed to the car, guess who I spotted? There was Len, walking on the other side of the road, hands in pockets, eyes red, shoulders slumped. He saw us and flinched, and started running the other way. I looked at Kaito and faked a smile.

"Say, Kaito. I saw this new café over in that direction. I need to get something from the car, can you go get us a table and wait for me?" I asked. He grinned. This was one of those rare ""seme scenes,"" as Rin called them. He's usually an "uke" according to her "Big Book of Fangurl." I'd set you up with a copy but she left the only copy on the stove... Anyway. Getting off topic.

"Sure thing. Don't take long, 'kay?" he said to me. I nodded with a surprised look on my reddened face. He looked cool, okay?

...Stop looking at me like that... What's with that knowing grin? You can't prove anything!

… Er... Ahem.

I started running in the direction Len went. He had stopped running pretty early on; I found him sitting on the ground next to a little pub down the road. He looked horrible. If not for his outfit, he could have easily been mistaken for a homeless person. He looked up at me and tried to fake a smile.

"Hey, Akan. What's up?" he asked, trying to sound as he always did. I glowered at him darkly.

"Hey, Lenny... Say, what the hell was it? That with Kaito yesterday at the field?" I asked him coldly. He flinched.

"... You saw that, then?" he asked weakly. I lost control in that moment; I punched him in the face, sending him flying back a foot or two. He stared at me for a second, holding a hand to his face, before closing his eyes in acceptance and sitting up against the wall.

"Yeah, I saw it! Why would you DO something like that? Why would you do that to Kaito?" I asked furiously. He groaned and put his head in his hands, curling up into a sort of ball.

"Fuck. Fuck! Damn it, I don't KNOW why! I've spent every waking moment trying to figure out why! I don't know what the fuck I'm even doing anymore! I only managed to come up with one thing, and it's fucking impossible!" he yelled, mostly at himself. I continued glaring.

"Oh? And what is this "theory," exactly?" He shook his head a bit, then took a moment before sighing.

"You know... how you and Kaito actually look a lot alike?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. What of it?" He shook his head, groaning.

"The "theory" is... either I like Kaito because I like you... or I like you because I like Kaito." I looked at him, surprised, and a bit confused.

"So... wait... You think you might have a crush on Kaito?" I asked him in shock. He nodded and groaned again, tensing up. "... Damn..."

He looked at me, his usually strong, overly-confident eyes now brimming with devastation and desperation. I wasn't sure whether to pity him or continue being pissed at him. For some reason I couldn't figure out, the very idea of him and Kaito as a couple made my blood boil. "You know what? You crossed the line this time. You're on your own." I finally said; my tone cold as ice, and just as painful. A few days prior, I probably would've given in and helped him. We were like brothers, after all. But in that moment, he was no brother of mine. I felt betrayed. I might talk to him again, at some point, I thought. But there was no way to forgive the unforgivable. And I doubt I could forget. Of all people... Why Kaito? Why my preciou—

Wait... What? Where did that thought come from? That wasn't what I thought at the time... Insert confusion here... Back to the story.

I headed to the restaurant I sent Kaito to, quietly seething with rage, not daring to turn back. If I saw Len again before cooling down, I was afraid I would... Whatever it was, it was something that would at the very least catch the eye of the police. How would I explain that to everyone? I would be no better than Len had been. Breaking everyone's hearts, letting them down... Betraying them. I shook my head and composed myself as best I could before entering the restaurant. I looked around and eventually saw Kaito, grinning and flailing his left arm around in a successful attempt to flag me down. I smiled and walked over, trying to forget all of those problems, at least for a while. I didn't want to tell Kaito. How could I? It might break his heart. It had already broken mine. Yes, I had to think of Kaito.

"Did I keep Prince KaiKai waiting?" I asked jokingly. The name brought back some pretty fond memories from when we were kids. Mind if I share one? I think we both need some cheering up after all that.

"Here yee, here yee! Prince Kaito and Prince Akaito will now fight for the hand of Princess Taito!" 5 year old Len said loudly, pointing to Taito, who sat quietly in the corner, wearing a pink princess costume and glaring at all three. Kaito and I, ages 7 and 11, wearing yellow paper crowns and wielding empty paper towel roll swords, nodded and faced each other.

"Don't think you can defeat the mighty Red!" I had said proudly. "Prepare yourself, KaiKai!"

"Akan wa akan desu kedo ne~!" he replied in a mocking voice, grinning. In the end we both ended up tickling each other and forgetting all about "Princess Taito." Len won "her" hand by default, since we couldn't hear them over our own laughter, and they had been hungry. This was before the Hatsune siblings had moved in, otherwise Mikuo surely would have been the "princess" of the day. Why did we have to grow up? Things were so much simpler. Anyway. Back to the restaurant...

"Not really, Mighty Red." he replied jokingly. He was acting... really cool...

Hey, I thought I told you! I'm not blushing, dammit!

... Err... Right.

I laughed. "So, see anything good on the menu?" I asked. He smiled like an idiot and opened a page that read "DESSERTS." I sighed. "Dude? We're done with ice cream for a few hours." I told him, earning myself a pair of puppy eyes. "Not happening. Choose something else." He pouted and started scanning through the menu. He stopped on a page and his eyes lit up.

"This looks perfect for Akaito!" he said, pointing to my menu.

""Habanero Jalapeño Pizza?"" I read questioningly, my mouth watering. A girl with short green hair walked up to us, smiling.

"Hello! My name's Gumi, I'll be your server today. Whatcha havin'?" she asked cheerily. I went first.

"I'll have the Habanero Jalapeño Pizza with a Coke, please."

"I'll have some Macaroni and Cheese with milk, please!" Kaito added, practically SPARKLING.

Gumi giggled. "Comin' right up! Hope you don't mind me askin' this, but are you two a couple?"

THAT one was unexpected. Me and Kaito kind of just stared at her for a moment before replying in unison "...Uhh..."

She giggled again. "Well, couple or not, ya'll look pretty nice together." She nodded and headed off. Me and Kaito looked at each other, faces going red.

"So..."

"... So..."

Insert awkward silence.

"... Akan..."

"Yeah?"

Kaito squirmed a bit, looked down, then looked back up at me. "D-Do you think... we look like a couple?" he asked, face six shades of red. It was my turn to go red. More than usual.

"I, uh, guess we might, a bit..." More awkward silence. Yay.

"Here ya go! I like you two, so it's on the house!" Gumi said, returning with our food. She walked off, and I looked over at Kaito, who was watching the milk intently, as if in the belief he could turn it into ice cream with his stare.

"... What're you doing?" I asked him.

"Wondering." he replied, not prying his eyes from the glass. I raised an eyebrow.

"About what?" He looked up at me before looking out the window, with a sort of sad look on his face.

"If we'd ever... be a couple..." I looked at him, deep in thought. He had brought up a good question. Would we ever be a couple? How were we supposed to act if we were a couple? If it went wrong, would we still be able to be friends? If I DID decide to accept Kaito that way, that much, things would never be the same, would they? The one question I had that continues to plague me is this; did I want to? My answer is... I don't know. Not yet, anyway. I shook my head lightly and snapped my fingers. He spun back to face me, and I smiled.

"Pardon my changing the topic, but... Am I going to have to eat that for you?" I asked. He frowned a little, then gave a smile and started eating. He was making a real mess of it, too.

"Dude, you got CHEESE behind your EAR. How is that even POSSIBLE?" I asked in awe once we were back in the car.

He laughed nervously. "Not a clue."

I noticed some on his cheek. I... had wanted to try some of the macaroni... and he wouldn't really mind… Without thinking, I leaned over and licked it right off his face. Kaito FROZE. And I found I... couldn't stop. I kept licking him... and I had no idea why. Kaito's was red as a cherry, and whimpering a bit. I didn't even notice what was happening anymore. I forgot we were in a public garage. I kept licking him, eventually becoming kisses as I worked down his neck. Kaito was really whimpering now, though more because he was trying to hold himself back. I... ran my hand up his shirt... and started toying with his nipples.

"A-Akaito... Ah... W-What're you... Ah..." In a flash his shirt was off. I made the chairs lean back a lot... like a... bed...

Okay, FINE! I'm blushing! Happy now?

I started kissing along his shoulders, down his chest, shivering in delight with every gasp and moan he made. One of my hands started making its way down his pants, past the hem of his boxers, to rest just above his member. He gasped and shot up, looking at me; embarrassed, in shock. I leaned up to his face and caught him in a fierce kiss. He tried to resist, wondering the same things I had at the restaurant, but he soon melted into it, and cautiously put his arms around my neck. The kiss deepened, both of us forgetting ourselves. Still kissing, I furiously ripped off my shirt, the thing I found despicable at the time for getting in my way. Bodies pressed against each other, my hands found their way, once again, to Kaito's pants. This time, however, they began pulling his pants and boxers off. Kaito squeaked as the cool air hit his now exposed skin. My hands continued wandering; one cupped around his front, the other grabbing his backside and gently squeezing it. Kaito gasped, and I felt something warm and wet against my hand. I began trailing kisses down his stomach, working my way down. Kaito moaned loudly, clamping his legs together and gripping the seat.

"Akai... to... Ahh!" he cried, as my mouth surrounded him. I moved back and forth slowly, working into a rhythm. "Aka-Akaito... I'm gonna..." he said, gasping.

"Not... yet..." I managed to say, bringing my mouth down to his little entrance. I flicked my tongue inside and he gasped loudly. I slowly licked around it, teasing him a bit.

"Qu-Quit it... That's..." he pleaded, writhing below me. I raised my head and slowly put my fingers in his mouth. He understood and started sucking them, lapping his tongue around them, as I started licking his nipples and gently pumping him. He moaned again, the vibrations sending waves of excitement throughout my body. I took my fingers from his mouth and, gently as I could, began pressing them into him. He let out a loud noise, tears beginning to swell. I began moving my fingers like scissors, and watched his face, fascinated by all the pleasured expressions. I repositioned myself, so that mine was right above his face. He understood and began sucking on it, bobbing his head up and down. I gasped, in pure bliss. I reluctantly, took it from his mouth and repositioned him, so that he was sitting on my lap. I raised him, so that I was just below his entrance, and looked deeply into his eyes and kissed him. He dropped, screaming into the kiss at the feeling, tears falling down his face. We clung to each other tightly before he began moving up and down, moaning in pleasure. Faster and faster; the more we moved, the less aware we were of anything or anyone. Until finally, we reached our limits. Ribbons of white flew, and we collapsed on each other, panting. Our eyes were glazed, our bodies shimmering in the faint light. It could've been my imagination, but for a split second, I thought I saw a pair of sea-green eyes watching us from the shadows.

We eventually got home, and I was quick to lock myself in my room. I was terrified. I had sex with Kaito. I had sex with Kaito. He was never going to look at me the same again! He could end up hating me! These and thousands of other thoughts plagued me through the night.

I... With Kaito... Why?

Gyaaa! I was expecting something big, but... THAT big? Akaito's hands aren't the only ones that think for themselves. Nobody seems to care about that contest, so it's the ice cream parlor that was based off of a real place. A little, classic ice cream parlor down in Oregon; we used to go there once every time we visited. Also, the flashback when they were kids. They were making puns you may or may not have been able to understand.

"Akan wa akan desu kedo ne~" translates to "Akan isn't any good~", and "Mighty Red" refers to "Akai" in "Akaito" meaning "red." Also, while ice cream is his favorite, Kaito likes almost all dairy.
I hope I've atoned for the horrible ending on chappy 3! O_O

Also! Call it advertising if you want, but "Myself" by Myco… is it just me or do the lyrics from that ((BEAUTIFUL)) song TOTALLY match Akaito and Kaito's relationship?