Incase you go, 'Who the fuck is this bastard, NEW THINGS MAKE ME CONFUSED AND AFRAID!' (I know most wouldn't actually think that… its just funny.) Sonoha is Souichi's inner voice, it just became annoying to type it.

Sono from other (which is Sonotan) and ha from half (which is actually habun… but that's kinda weird… sounds like your saying 'Hi bun! How was your day?')

So this chapter is kinda… long. But that's good right? No? Well to bad.

Chapter 4

'Shit...' Souichi thought, sitting up, he looked over at the man who was lying with him on the two person bed.

'...Two rounds after, so that means three, right? He's definitely had his once a week... for the next few weeks.'

Starting to get up, Souichi carefully slid off the bed, attempting to not wake Morinaga.

'Why do i keep doing this? I'm starting to contradict myself...'

'The second you touched him… or he touched you for the first time you contradicted yourself.' The voice entered the conversation.

'Again, not my fault.' Opening the door, he tip toed out of the room.

'Uh, whatever... Man, even I'm starting to give up on ya. Baka.' Sonoha scoffed, ashamed of his other half.

'Che, wha'd ya mean 'baka'? Your the baka.' Walking into his own room, Souichi started to dress.

'Psh, yah right! You cant tell the man you love...that you love him, you wont realize you were jealous of Hiroto, and you wouldn't begin think you had sex with Morinaga because you wanted to make sure he was yours. I know all of this,, so i am smart. You shut it all away, thus you live in ignorance, which makes you a baka.' Knowing he was smart, Sonoha teased Souichi into thinking he was stupid… mind games were always fun.

'No... no... Well maybe you right... N-NO! That's my answer!' He thought, starting to sway between sides.

'If you keep going on like this-' the voice said fading away, '…Your gonna lose him to someone else.'

'Like hell I'm gonna lose him... I mean... so what if I lose him, doesn't matter either way.' He thought, fully dressed he stood out on the balcony, smoking a cigarette.

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'Did that really just happen? Of course it did... but why, could he really be in love with me?' Morinaga was getting dressed, walked out of his room and into the kitchen. 'I need to figure this out. This whole situation, no, everything about this is stressing me out.' His hand slightly shook as an indication of this.

The door bell echoed through the house, 'Hu... wonder who that is...' Souichi thought in response.

"Sempai! Can you get that?"

"Yah hold on." Putting out his cigarette, the blond walked over to the door. 'When'd he get up... man I'm really to relaxed, need to get my guard up.'

Another ring shimmered across the walls, "What?" was the only greeting the guest received as Souichi opened the door.

A semi- familiar face was there. The man was about Souichi's height, had chestnut hair, a narrow face, wearing a t-shirt, short jacket, and green jeans.

'Hmm, so this is the sempai I've herd sooo much about... he's cute.' Hiroto thought, shifting his weight to one side as he checked out the other man.

'What's this bastard dong here?' Souichi thought angrily, and showed it three times over with his expression.

"Yo, is Morinaga here?" He asked with a smile.

"Um... yah... hold on..." Souichi turned and started to close the door.

Stopping this action, Hiroto caught the door, "Well aren't you gonna invite me in?" He asked annoyingly as possible, just to see the reaction.

"You little-!" Right before Souichi started to destroy Hiroto's face, Morinaga jumped in.

"Oi Oi Oi sempai, calm down. Hey, what's up?" He asked, leading his friend inside the apartment.

"Oh-!" Directing the question to Souichi, "can you go pick this stuff up from the store? I forgot to get it when I was out yesterday... "

Morinaga grabbed a piece of paper, wrote a few things down, and handed it to his 'lover' with a pleading look.

Not able to say no to 'that' face, the one he lost his pride to many times, Souichi grunted, grabbed the sheet, and angrily walked out the door.

"Sorry about him, he doesn't really... react well to my friends... mostly because their all-" Coughing, Morinaga started imitating Souichi's voice, "'Disgusting faggots'." He explained, bringing coffee to the bartender sitting on the couch.

"I see... Okay, you wanna know why I'm here?" He asked with a cheerful voice.

"Yes, that would be nice." Morinaga chuckled and sipped some of the warm liquid.

"After listening to you for the past few years, I just... think you should be clear with him, put everything on the line!" He raised his fist with excitement.

"... What do you mean?" Morinaga questionably asked.

"You need to know how he really feels, he always says 'I don't know' right? If you don't make your relationship clear, you'll be going after him for the rest of you life, and I don't want to see your love be wasted on a man who doesn't appreciate it."

"I know, I know... It's… just hard."

"Of course it's hard, its love after all." Hiroto comfortingly placed his hand on Morinaga's shoulder.

"Yah... I just don't know... how to."

"Tonight… just ask him… something like, 'Do you love me? Be honest, because this is the last time I'm gonna ask.' That'll drive him into a corner. But… you should really just say what you think feels right."

"A-alright…" Morinaga was slightly shaking, and Hiroto caught this action.

"Hey, don't be afraid. If he doesn't love you, you might as well not waist your time right? It's already been 6ish years right? If he rejects you again, find a new lover and get on with your life. It's time to stop going down the same road every day."

"Your right… I just don't know what I'll do after."

"You'll think of something, hey, you could even stay at my place."

"Thanks Hiroto, for all your help."

The two smiled, and started with another conversation.

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'Go get groceries Souichi.' The angered man thought in a mocking voice.

'Shit. Why did I have to leave? We don't really even need this crap. It was his friend, if they wanted to talk alone, THEY should have left… Why'd he come over anyway.. I don't think Morinaga would have kicked me out if it wasn't important… Shit, why does this bug me so much?'

'Wad' ya think dipshit? You just met the other girlfriend… boyfriend I mean.'

'Nah… he's not Morinaga's type.'

'Then who's his type?'

Silence

Sonoha thought to himself, 'Fucken… doesn't answer me when I ask him shit… TRYING to help him here…'

'YOU'RE his type….idiot. So who's your type?' He said, allowing Souichi to hear.

With more than a 10 second pause, Souichi answered, 'Women.'

The 'wrong answer' buzzer on game shows when off in Souichi's head 'That took toooo long. Correct answer, Morinaga.'

'Whatever, we've gotten off topic anyway…'

'Oh, okay, then we'll talk about that. Yes, they made you leave because it was important, why? I don't know. He either came over to just talk about his day, or have se-' Sonoha was cut off by Souichi's 'Oi!' but he continued none the less. 'And again, It bugs you because you love him, and when your amor* gets hit on… you become jealous. So can you PLEASE just tell the idiot? If you don't things are seriously gonna go south.'

'Why would I tell him that?' He thought to himself. Heart pumping, he walked down a familiar street with a slight blush.

'Because you do, and it you don't he's gonna leave you eventually. How many times have I told you this?'

'That idiot? No way, he's to attached to leave me… right?' Worried, he stopped for a second and sat down on a nearby bench.

'He's already left once, and there was also that failed attempt. You really want that to happen again?'

Remembering the loneliness those few weeks brought, Souichi clutched his pants, 'N-no. I don't.'

'Good. Then next time he asks. Cuz I know you wont just say it, tell 'im.'

'N… no promises.'

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'W.. what the hell is up with this atmosphere?' The two were sitting on the familiar couch, eating teriyaki tuna, miso soup, and rice with a side of steamed vegetables, the normal every day thing. But… today something just wasn't right.

The TV was on, but the room felt… tense, it was too quiet. Normally Morinaga would be talking about… something, but he was quiet. Normally, this didn't happen, and when it did you could tell Morinaga was happy because he smiled. Usually Souichi appreciated the silence, hell, if he could he would have it like this every day. But now… Morinaga was just quiet… no smile no nothing, which made all the vibrant, comfortable colors in the room turn to grey's in Souichi's view.

'Its so… uncomfortable in here, what's wrong with him? He's usually so happy.' Finishing up the last bit of his meal, Souichi quietly said 'Gochisosama.*' and started to get up.

"Wait!" Stopped mid-way by a tug, Souichi listened to the command and sat back down. And waited to hear what his kohai had to say.

Morinaga shook a bit, and looking strait into Souichi's eye's, he asked, "Sempai… I have to ask you something… and you have to be completely honest, okay?"

Unable to turn down the younger man, Souichi cooperated, "… Okay?"

"And I mean it! No lying!"

"I get it! Just ask the damn question!"

Pausing, he asked, "… Do you love me?" Morinaga knew he had asked this question many times, but somehow today, it felt like it was the first time he asked.

'Shit.' Stunned, Souichi froze. That was the exact question he didn't want to hear today.

'Tell 'em!'

'I… I don't want to.' Stubbornly, Souichi rejected the command.

'No. Your going to say it… I mean… its only one word. YES! That's all you have to say!'

'…No…. I don't want to…. And I don't event think I love him… I don't know.'

'No… don't you do it. You mother fucking white ass piece-!'

"Sempai?" Souichi was brought back to the real world by the sound of Morinaga's voice.

"..o…" He whispered.

"What?" Morinaga couldn't hear the response.

"I don't… know…"

Morinaga slammed his fist onto the coffee table.

Souichi jumped, as he looked toward the sound, he saw an angry but slightly shaking Morinaga.

"Are you sure-?" Morinaga quickly shifted. Facing Souichi, Morinaga's right arm flew across the left side of the blond's body and landed on the couch, trapping the man underneath.

"Are you sure sempai? Give me a clear answer, yes or no." Morinaga's voice made not only Souichi's body shudder, but his soul as well. The man was terrifying, the only other time Souichi saw Morinaga go this out of control was the morning after they had sex, when they had fought. This was five times worse.

"Sempai! I need you to tell me! Please!" Eyes clamped shut, voice booming, Morinaga's self control started to slip.

"I told you! I don't kn-!" At the last word Morinaga slightly growled.

'S-shit…. Wh-what the hell is wrong with him?'

'God damn it! Tell him!' Sonoha yelled out of frustration.

'N-Never!'

Souichi launched forward, "No! I don't okay? Are you happy now?" exclaiming his answer, then stopped, and prepared for a rebuttal. There was only silence.

After what seemed like hours, Moinaga slowly said, "Alright. Thank you for finally telling me the truth. Know… I can finally move on-." At that moment, Souichi saw something he never wanted to see. Morinaga had the saddest look on his face, but he still smiled, trying to pull off a calm disposition. He was the worst damn liar Souichi had ever known.

"Thank you… Hey, I'm tierd… I'll turn in early today-" Souichi was still in shock over what he just saw as Morinaga walked away. As he neared his bedroom door, Morinaga slowly turned around, smiled and said, "Night… Souichi."

As Morinaga closed the door, Souichi finally relaxed enough to think again.

'S-Souichi! What the fuck man? Who ever said you could call me that…' His heart started to hurt as he remembered his kohai's hurt expression. Looking down at his palm , he slowly moved his finger, watching them dance.

'… what was with that face? He was so serious this time… It'll all blow over by the morning, just like it always does… right?'

There wasn't the usual, annoying response, that Souichi had recently become use to.

'Hey… that's weird… Sonoha usually chimes in right about know… Maybe I finally got rid of him… COOL!'

Being the usual air head he always was, Souichi forgot about what he was just thinking, and happily ran off to his room.

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The next morning, Souichi woke up to something unusual, the house didn't… smell like morning, or simply, it didn't smell like food.

'Lazy ass, we're gonna be late if he doesn't get started soon…' Remembering last night's event, he continued with the thought, 'When we eat… I'll treat him like I usually do… cuz that always works.'

After taking a shower, drying/brushing his hair, and getting dressed, Souichi realized something was really wrong, it had been 40 minutes, and Morinaga hadn't interrupted him once with his lovey-dovey crap.

Worried, Souichi walking into the kitchen to check on his roommate… but he wasn't there.

'Okay, he's never this late with breakfast… maybe he's sick or something, better go check his room.' Doing just that, Souichi walked over to the bedroom next to his and pounded on the door.

"Hey! Wake up and make me food!"

There was no response.

Less aggressive, actually, it was more like he sweetly asked "Hey, Morinaga… did ya hear me?" Opening the door, Souichi stepped inside and froze. It was empty. All of Morinaga's things were gone.

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HOLY SHIT! MORINAGA LEFT!

What will happen to our beloved pair know?

*Amor: Lover in Spanish.

*Gochisosama: What you say after a meal, in English, its basically, 'thanks for the grub yo it was the nom nom nomiest!' (oh internet humor, I love you.)

And for the last announcement, I think this is gonna be rapped up in the next few chapter's, but if people want me to, I can also make a sequel. So if that's what ya want, speak up! ...bitch …. (jk)