Miscommunications: Epilogue

Authors Note: And the end has finally arrived! I debated about doing all of these parts; I was originally just going to do the last one. But I decided, what the heck? Might as well. Maybe it's not as realistic, but it was fun to write. Thanks to those of you who reviewed; I've loved reading them!


The next few weeks were great for Shinji and Yutaka. The transition from best friends to boyfriends was one they made easily, with little affect to their normal lives. They were happy together, and despite the laws in their country they were managing to be very relaxed about their relationship. They were keeping it a secret, although some may argue how well they were keeping it.

People like Shuya, Hiroki, and Yoshitoki definitely would.

All five boys were at the arcade, but while Shinji and Yutaka were playing air hockey, the other boys were standing farther away in a corner by a racing game.

It was a slow day at the arcade and the only other people there were a group of elementary school girls playing a dancing game.

"Do you think they realize how obvious they are?" Nobu asked as he watched Shinji score a winning shot against Yutaka, who immediately demanded a rematch.

"Maybe it's just around us?" Hiroki guessed. They weren't quite as affectionate at school.

"I'm pretty sure they're betting sexual favors over the games," Shuya mentioned as they continued to watch the other two boys'. "I think I heard Shinji say something about Yutaka being on his knees for a few hours."

Hiroki's face turned red at the thought as he began tapping his nose, while Nobu laughed almost uncomfortably. Shuya didn't seem to think much of what he'd said. They stood in silence for a few seconds before Shuya spoke again.

"Do you think they're just gonna come out and tell us they're together, or do you think they just expect us to know?" Shuya asked.

"I don't think we're supposed to know at all." Hiroki pointed out.

"I don't know; I feel like they'd hide it better if they didn't want us to know. Or at least Shinji would." Nobu speculated.

"Maybe he's blinded by love." Shuya suggested in an amused voice as he watched Yutaka take the winning shot that Shinji obviously allowed him to have.

"Would explain why he's letting him win." Yoshitoki said in the same amused voice.

"I never thought we'd see the day." Hiroki admitted with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's almost kind of cute," Shuya said as they watched Yutaka brag about winning to Shinji, who only laughed before he threw an arm around Yutaka's shoulder and playfully messed up his hair with his other hand. "I think them being together could be a good thing."

"Yeah, as long as no one in the government finds out." Nobu agreed.

"Well, we'll just have to make sure no one does then," Shuya said in a determined voice. "Right?"

"I guess so." Yoshitoki said with a light smile.

The two boys then looked toward Hiroki, who nodded in agreement. The three boys then shared a meaningful look before Shinji and Yutaka walked up to them.

"You guys done already?" Shinji asked with a raised brow.

"No, just taking a break." Shuya explained with a smile.

"Why? You been losing, Shu?" Shinji asked in a teasing voice.

"No, but I see that you did. Too bad, Mim." Shuya teased knowingly.

"What can I say? He cheats." Shinji said with a shrug and amused eyes.

"I didn't have to cheat; I have skill." Yutaka said as he cracked his fingers, making the boys laugh.

Shinji then looked to Shuya and the boys stared at each other for an intense second while the rest of their group remained unaware. Shuya then shrugged at Shinji, signaling that he didn't care what was going on between Shinji and Yutaka.

"I wanna play Warrior of Death. Who's up for it?" Yutaka asked.

"I'll play." Shinji volunteered, pushing Yutaka toward the machine.

He then looked at a smiling Shuya and shrugged in response before he followed Yutaka to the machine. Shuya noticed that Shinji couldn't help the slight smile that appeared on his face as he followed Yutaka.

They didn't need to say more than that. It was understood.


Ikumi wasn't an idiot.

She was a smart girl, both for her age and just in general. She'd always been a lot like her brother, precautious and clever.

That being the case it was easy for her to deduce that something was going on with her brother and his best friend.

Shinji had been off for awhile. Ikumi figured other people didn't notice, but she knew her brother like the back of her hand, and she was positive that something was up.

It started around a month earlier. Shinji's mood had been in a funk.

One minute he seemed extra happy and the next he wouldn't leave the basketball hoop in their driveway. Ikumi knew the difference between Shinji practicing and Shinji using basketball as a distraction, and he had definitely been trying to distract himself.

Of course that phase ended the night he had left the house to go to Yutaka's while she had gone to her friend Minako's. Ikumi had known when he'd left that he was worried about something, but she'd decided to wait to talk to him about it.

Of course when he'd come home the next day he'd been in excellent mood and he'd had Yutaka in tow. She also noticed that Yutaka had been in an exceptional mood. The two boys had been smiling and laughing from the moment they'd come in the door, which wasn't really unusual for them, but something about them had been different.

Maybe it was their body language; they were a little too close. Maybe it was the way they'd hurried up the stairs to Shinji's room and stayed locked there for the rest of the night.

Ikumi couldn't say for sure. All she knew was that something had changed and that she'd like to be informed as to what it was.

Not that she didn't have a guess already. Really it would seem obvious to her if it didn't seem so innately crazy.

But crazy or not, she was about ninety percent sure that her brother was dating Yutaka.

She was sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of apple juice when Shinji and Yutaka walked into the house. They'd been at the arcade with some of their friends for most of the day and were just getting back.

"We had a deal, Midget, and I won." Shinji said in an amused voice as they walked toward the kitchen.

"There's no way that I'm-" Yutaka started as they entered the kitchen, only to be interrupted by Shinji when he noticed Ikumi.

"Hey, sis," Shinji greeted. "Thought you were at Kiku's?"

"I was, but we finished our project early," she explained. "So what did you win?"

Yutaka's face turned red while Shinji smirked.

"I just bet Yutaka that I'd win more games at the arcade than him. And I did. By six." Shinji bragged, the number six apparently having a more significant meaning than what Ikumi knew.

"You totally cheated me!" Yutaka argued, still with a red face.

"It's not my fault that you can't lose without demanding a rematch," Shinji retorted with amused eyes. "But man, if you could, you might be as happy as I am right now."

Yutaka sighed as he looked at the floor, only causing Shinji to laugh.

"Did you get the mail today?" Ikumi asked seemingly out of nowhere.

"No," Shinji answered with a raised brow. "Are you expecting something?"

"Not really. I just wondered." Ikumi replied nonchalantly.

"Do you want me to go get it?" Shinji asked, not really sure why Ikumi cared. Usually they let their dad handle it unless they were expecting something.

"It doesn't really matter," Ikumi replied with a shrug before she got up to fill her glass. "Do either of you want any juice?"

"Sure." Yutaka nodded as he took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Yeah, pour me some while I go get the mail." Shinji said as he walked back toward the door, but not before he gently squeezed the back of Yutaka's neck.

Ikumi poured the juice while Shinji made his way to the door, but the second she heard the door shut she turned toward Yutaka.

"So-" Yutaka tried to start a conversation only to be interrupted by the younger Mimura.

"Are you having sex with my brother?" Ikumi asked point blank.

"I-What-How… Not, um-" Yutaka sputtered as he attempted to answer the question.

"I'm just going to take the fact that you didn't scream 'no' as confirmation," Ikumi told him with a light smile as she brought he and Shinji's glasses over to the table. "Here's your juice."

"We aren't having sex!" Yutaka yelled as Ikumi walked back to the counter to get her own glass and put the juice back in the fridge.

"Just heading that direction?" Ikumi asked with a light smile as she watched Yutaka become more frustrated.

Yutaka didn't have a chance to answer before Shinji walked back into the house with a small stack of mail.

"Nothing for you," Shinji told her as he threw the mail in the middle of the table. He then looked at Yutaka's blushing face before he looked back at Ikumi. "What happened?"

"I like him a lot more than your past girlfriends." Ikumi answered with a smirk before she took her juice and left the room.

Shinji then turned his eyes back to Yutaka.

"You know, we're shit at this whole secret keeping thing." Shinji told him before he picked up his glass and took a drink.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to tell her." Yutaka said sounding guilty.

"Don't worry about it. I'm pretty sure the guys already know too." Shinji admitted before he put his glass in the sink.

"What?!" Yutaka exclaimed in surprise, his eyes going wide.

"Yep," Shinji told him before walking over to pull Yutaka out of his chair. "Now, put your glass in the sink so you can come give me my prize." Shinji whispered huskily in Yutaka's ear.

Yutaka glared at the taller boy, but to his credit he was quick to put his glass away before hurrying up the stairs to Shinji's bedroom.


A week later things weren't going as well for Yutaka.

"Yutaka, we warned you. You're grounded." Yutaka's mom told him as she held up his failed math test.

"Mom, it's the first one I've failed in, like, a month! I've been doing better." Yutaka argued before looking at his father, hoping for some back up.

Of course Yutaka's dad simply shook his head, signaling that he wasn't getting involved.

"You call this better? Yutaka, you have so much potential and until you start living up to it, you're grounded. Now give me your phone and go to your room," she demanded as she stuck her hand out in anticipation.

"Mom, come on, I'm supposed to see a movie with Shinji tonight!" Yutaka groaned.

"Well, now you aren't. Now give me your phone and go to your room." Yutaka's mom demanded.

Yutaka sighed as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and handed it to her. The phone had no sooner left Yutaka's hand than it started to vibrate, the screen lighting up with a message from 'Sex Machine'.

Yutaka's eyes went wide as he watched his mother's face become horrified.

"Who is 'Sex Machine'?" Yutaka's mother asked, her voice going up an octave.

Yutaka's father then moved so he could see Yutaka's phone screen over his wife's shoulder.

"It's not what you think-" Yutaka tried to explain as his mother opened the text, much to his dismay.

"'Hey babe, do you want me to come over so we can walk to the movie together? And your parents are cool with me staying tonight, right? Can't wait to see you baby :)'" Yutaka's mom read aloud, sounding half hysterical.

"Is this from Shinji?" Yutaka's dad asked in a calm, but stern voice.

"Well, yeah, but-" Yutaka tried to explain, but he was once again cut off.

"What?!" Yutaka's mom screeched.

"Let me explain-" Yutaka tried again.

"Explain what? That you lied to us? That you really are in a relationship with him? That you two are- are- Having sexual relations!" Yutaka's mother hissed.

"We aren't having sex," Yutaka hissed, his face turning red. "And I didn't lie! You guys are the ones who put the idea in our heads!"

"Oh, so it's our fault that you're dating Sex Machine!" Yutaka's mother cried, getting more emotional by the moment.

"That name is just a joke," Yutaka explained, his face flushing red once again. "Shinji likes to take my phone and change his name in it. Last week he was Cuddle Buns; it doesn't mean anything!"

Yutaka's dad, Ryota, watched as his wife and son began to argue back and forth. Usually he tried not to get involved. Ryota was typically passive and was perfectly happy to let Asako handle things like this. Of course Ryota was aware that his wife sometimes allowed her emotions to override her good judgment. It was in those types of situations that he had to step in to maintain order.

"Alright, that's enough!" Ryota yelled over his wife and son.

Both Yutaka and Asako immediately became silent.

"Now, we are going to have another family meeting." Ryota announced as he took Yutaka's phone from Asako.

"Ryota-" Asako began to argue before her husband interrupted her.

"We agreed we would support him no matter what," Ryota reminded his wife. "Now I'm going to call Mimura so we can hurry this along."

"Dad, don't-" Yutaka tried to argue only to get silenced for what felt like the hundredth time that night.

"Go wait at the kitchen table." Ryota told Yutaka. He then looked at his wife, silently asking her to go with her son.

Both Yutaka and Asako seemed to take his word as final as they walked into the kitchen.

As soon as they were gone Ryota used Yutaka's phone to call Shinji.

"Hey, 'Taka," Shinji answered, his tone sounding happy and light. "Couldn't wait to talk to me?"

"I think we've waited long enough to talk." Ryota replied.

"…Mr. Seto?" Shinji asked, sounding more confused than worried.

"That's right." Ryota told him.

"Oh, uh, how have you been?" Shinji asked, still not sounding worried.

"I've been fine. I can't say the same for my wife though. She's not pleased that Yutaka has been getting texts from Sex Machine." Mr. Seto said knowingly.

"I can see why that would be bothersome. In my defense though, I almost went with 'Dreamboat'. I didn't last minute because I didn't think it was as original. Yutaka has been on me about that." Shinji explained, his tone light and a little amused.

"Shinji, his mother is not happy." Ryota told him, ignoring his joking tone.

Shinji sighed over the phone before he responded.

"Yeah, I know," Shinji said sounding dejected. "I know I'm not exactly the ideal boyfriend for Yutaka to have. Not that any guy is ideal, but you know what I mean. My reputation with the ladies isn't great, at least not from a parent's point of view."

Ryota paid close attention to Shinji's tone, trying to judge the boys sincerity. He thought Mimura sounded like he was actually concerned about what Asako thought. For a guy like Shinji Mimura that seemed like a big step. Ryota kept that in mind before he answered.

"I like to think you wouldn't treat someone who's been your friend so long with so little respect." Mr. Seto informed Shinji.

"No way. I'm even trying to take things slow. Never done that before, but I'm doing my best. I told him I'm following his lead, so that's been interesting," Shinji laughed as he told Ryota. "But you probably don't want to hear about that." Shinji realized, laughing a little at himself.

"No, I know enough about how teenage boys work to never want to know," Ryota admitted. "But I think it'd be a good idea if you came over here so we can have a discussion about this. If you two are serious about each other we all need to be on the same page."

"I'll be over in a few minutes." Shinji replied easily.

"Oh, and one more thing Mimura," Ryota said.

"What?" Shinji asked.

"If you want Asako's approval you could start by making sure Yutaka gets a decent math grade. What he's getting right now isn't going to cut it." Ryota said, not joking in the slightest.

"Well, I'll do my best Mr. Seto, but no promises. Even at his pace he can't keep his hands off of me." Shinji joked lewdly.

Ryota sighed before he replied, "Just get here."

Ryota shook his head as he ended the call. His son was dating a total pervert, and he was the one who put the idea in his head. And the worst thing?

He completely approved.