Computer Blues

A/N: I can't explain it, but I have no inspiration whatsoever for the past years, which explains my slowness because I can't seem to write the way I want to so I don't at all. I'm sorry, everyone, and thank you for your patience...

Chapter 7

Koushiro sat down after (finally) being able to usher their "visitor" POLITELY (and you do not know how much Koushiro needs to stress the importance of this word and how much it took for him to do it this way) out the door and out of their apartment, a bit exhausted with Mimi's visit.

And it didn't escape his notice that he used the pronoun "their", meaning his and Jyou's, when talking about the apartment, although he didn't really want to think much about it.

"I swear, she just gets more energy as the years pass by." Koushiro complained, trying to get his mind off of what it just made him notice.

"Surely you're kidding me. It's possible for Mimi to become more energetic AND will do so in the not-quite-far future?" Jyou said, incredulously.

--well, fat chance of him forgetting that little "their" fact if the other half of the pronoun actually replied to (and, therefore, reminded him of it) his supposed distraction.

Or maybe he's just lousy at thinking up distraction methods.

Damn Mimi for making the assumption that they were boyfriends! Now he couldn't get it out of his mind. How could anyone possibly assume that? He wasn't gay, and Jyou wasn't gay. Heck, Jyou wasn't even supposed to be human, if you take the fact that he was Koushiro's LAPTOP into account.

"Maybe you're just turning older and getting more senile, Koushiro."

Or yeah, maybe I'm just becoming se--WHA-!!

"What?!" Koushiro turned his head sharply that the room went blurry for a few seconds and he felt his neck complain about the strain.

Jyou laughed. "I was just kidding, Koushiro."

Koushiro glared at Jyou. "Jyou, you--!"

And he jumped him. (Not in that way, mind you.)

"HahaaHHAaaha-Kou! Sh-hhhaahaa-Shiro, stop!" Jyou tried to slap Koushiro's hands away from his body and breathe from all the laughter but found that Koushiro won't budge.

"Ha! Take that! Who're you to call me senile?" Koushiro said smugly, all the while still tickling Jyou, not because he wanted revenge anymore, but rather because he liked hearing Jyou's laugh.

"KOU! Kouuuu!! Haaha... Stop... can't... haha... breathe..." Jyou was already turning red around the face and Koushiro finally snapped to his senses--Right, breathe. Basic human function.--and stopped.

"Sorry, Jyou, I-"

And suddenly, Koushiro became aware of what their position (ohmygodimontopofhim) on the floor was and why he shouldn't be tickling someone right after someone else placed wrong ideas in his mind about this certain someone but he couldn't move. Koushiro's body liked the feeling of being on top of Jyou and his mind was too disoriented to force it to move away and to STOP LOOKING AT JYOU'S TONGUE WHICH WAS WETTING HIS LIPS.

Jyou finally got his breath back and finished moistening his lips which were dry from all his gasping for air when he noticed Koushiro's unmoving stare. He doesn't know whether or not the tickle-r lying on top of the tickle-e and staring at them was human custom but he was starting to get uncomfortable mostly from being close to the dust on the floor and a bit because of having Koushiro's gaze directed fully at him and he imagined that it wasn't comfortable for Koushiro either 'cause his eyes should've been dry now from not blinking so he went and told Koushiro.

"Hey, Koushiro, you can move now."

Koushiro blinked blankly at him for 1, 2, 3 seconds then--

"GAH! I'm sorry!"

"Don't worry, it was nothing. The dust was just getting to me so I had to ask you to move or sneeze you off me." Jyou smiled. "Anyways, do you want anything to eat for dinner? I can't imagine the cake was filling enough, not to mention it isn't what you'd usually call dinner, maybe a dessert, but not dinner."

"Not unless you're Mimi, it isn't." Koushiro retorted, then laughed a bit. "But it's okay, Jyou. I think I'll just skip dinner tonight and sleep early, since I have class early tomorrow." Not to mention, if Koushiro did eat dinner, he'll be plagued still with this whole boyfriend thing and it may cause irreparable changes in his thought pattern. No, sleep was good. Shut up, stomach.

"Anyways, good night."

"Good night, Koushiro."

And Koushiro bounded off to his bed, untucked his blanket, and slept immediately, too tired to change his clothes, or even reach for his blanket which fell off when he yanked at it. Jyou padded over to Koushiro after cleaning off the plates, placed Koushiro's blanket on him, and sat in his futon, reading a book to spend the night.

:o:

There was a knock on the door, waking up Jyou, which was strange, considering that Koushiro's not due back for a few more hours.

"Who is it?"

"Jyou, open up! It's Mimi!"

"Okay, wait just a second."

Jyou stood and went to answer the door.

It's a good thing that the apartment door swung outwards 'cause Mimi impatiently opened the door the second it was unlocked, not even waiting for Jyou to open it himself.

"JYOU! Do you know what day this coming Sunday is?"

"Uhhh..."

"MEN!" Mimi sighed loudly and exasperatedly. "It's Koushiro's birthday, Jyou! Do you plan on getting him something?"

Jyou was confused. What was this birthday? Is it related to giving birth? Was gift-giving required during these events? Can Koushiro even give birth?!

"Um, no?"

Mimi sighed. "I was kinda expecting that when it seemed that you didn't know it was Koushiro's birthday. But don't worry, I'm here. I'll help you pick something out for--"

"Pick out something for who? For what?"

Mimi jumped a little from the shock and looked at the source of the voice behind her.

It was Taichi.

"Whew!" Mimi sagged against the door in relief. "Why don't you announce yourself first before butting in a private conversation and shocking poor Jyou into a heart attack?!"

Jyou had thought that it was Mimi who looked like there's something wrong with her, but who's he to know what was what, right?

"Sorry!" Taichi apologized, sincerely. "So, what's this about picking something out? Are we getting Jyou a girlfriend or something?"

"No, it's about Koushiro's birthday this Sunday and who said something about 'we'? I don't even know who you are!"

"Hey, I'm a friend of Koushiro's! Jyou, tell her!"

"Maa, it's okay, Mimi. Taichi's our neighbor. He already met Koushiro. In fact, he and his boyfriend Yamato helped us out when I first came here." Jyou patted Mimi on the shoulder.

"Oh, alright." Mimi agreed.

"So what's this about picking out something? Is it a party for Koushiro?" Taichi asked, excited.

"OH! What a good idea!" Mimi exclaimed delightedly and suddenly, as if the hostility that was there before didn't even exist and both Taichi and Mimi, with hooked arms, acting like they're the best of friends, barged into the apartment. "I can get Lumiere's to cater and we can invite all of Koushiro's classmates from school!"

"Whoa," Taichi whistled. "Lumiere's? Are you rich or something?"

"Something like that. And Koushiro's a childhood friend so my parents would totally agree with any expenses."

"Well, leave the entertainment to me! I can get the Teen-Age Wolves to perform..."

"Oh, that'll be brilliant! Totally the bash of the year..."

Jyou tried his best to keep up with the discussion but found out that he can't. They were bouncing off statements too fast for him to comprehend so he just let them be and make it look like he was listening, although from what little he did manage to gather from their discussion, this would be a party that Koushiro won't be too excited about.

"...so what do you think, Jyou?"

"Erm," Jyou stammered a bit then regained his composure. "I think we should make it more subdued. You know, like a small gathering? I can handle the food, Taichi can get Yamato to come and perform a few songs for us if he wants to, and, Mimi, you can do the decorations and cake. See? As for a guest list, I think it would be better to just invite a few of his close friends, not his whole school. Maybe, amounting to around 15 to 20 people, including us. So, what do you think?"

Jyou bit his lip nervously 'cause what did he know about birthing celebrations, right?

"Jyou," Taichi said, eyes sparkling. "THAT IDEA IS FUCKING BRILLIANT! Right, Mimi?"

"Oh, yes! I can totally see Koushiro enjoying that kind of party more. You're good at this, Jyou!" Mimi clapped her hands and had a huge grin on her face. "OH! But, what about your gift, Jyou? What are you giving Koushiro?"

Jyou was at an absolute loss and maybe this showed because Mimi suddenly grabbed his arm and hauled him up.

"Oh, Jyou..." Mimi Don't worry! I happen to know that there's this new computer game that Koushiro's so addicted to called Digital Monsters..."

"Yeah, Jyou!" Taichi chimed in, grabbing his other arm and together, they began dragging Jyou out of the apartment. "I remember, he was looking at this weird, insect-like creature with pink-purplish shell thing..."

And so, that's why Jyou found himself a few minutes later, sitting down on the passenger seat of Mimi's pink convertible, with Taichi and Mimi singing along to the song on the radio, on the way to the mall.

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To be continued...

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Oh, and a happy, happy 18th birthday to my sister today!