Disclaimer: *sigh*
Nowaki: Chey-chan, that is not a disclaimer
Me: Oh leave me alone already
Nowaki: No, say it!
Me: Nnnno
Hiroki: Will you just freaking say it already
Me: Humph, not a chance
Hiroki: *throws a book*
Me: *ducks and grins evilly* Missed me missed me!
Hiroki: Grrr…*throws another book*
Me: Owowowowowow Hiro-meanie!
Hiroki: Say it
Me: Humph, I do not own Junjou Romantica…there, happy?
Nowaki: Yes
Hiroki: What he said
Me: Fine, let's move on
Chapter 9
Hiroki glowered at the door behind which his mother waited. There was no way he could do this. He couldn't tell his parents that he had a boyfriend who not only was ten times better looking than he was but also was a pediatrician who would be far more successful than he would be as a teacher.
Nowaki watched Hiroki stewing in his mental trauma. Nowaki knew that his Hiro-san was having trouble bringing himself to admit to his parents that he was gay. Nowaki hadn't had a problem only because he barely knew his mother. Hiro-san though…how would his parents take it? Nowaki reached out and wrapped his arms around his lover. "We don't have to do this, you know. If it's too hard—"
"No," Hiroki interrupted. "I said I was going to introduce you and that is what I'm gonna do." With that gung ho mood set in place, he slipped out of Nowaki's grasp and pressed down on the door bell.
The door burst open five seconds later, revealing a woman clutching a large bouquet of white tiger lilies. "Hiro-chan, you're here and who is your—" She stopped talking abruptly when she saw the taller of the two men on her front porch. "You?" she asked suddenly.
Nowaki stared at the woman who had come into the flower shop just hours before. "He-hello again."
The Kaori started to snicker. "You actually picked out your own flowers."
Nowaki grinned, suddenly. "It seems I did."
Hiroki looked back and forth between his mother and his lover with semi-shocked horror. "Y-you two know each other?"
"I went to a flower shop over by your university and he sold me these flowers!" She grinned broadly. "Oh, I'm Kamijou Kaori, how do you do?"
"I'm Kusama Nowaki, it's nice to meet you." Nowaki held out a hand to shake Kaori's while Hiroki just shook his head in disgust.
"Well, quit standing on the porch and come inside!" She immediately dragged the two men inside. "So how did you two meet?"
"I saw Hiro-san in the park and asked him if he could tutor me. He said yes—"
"I highly doubt that."
Hiroki bit back a snort. Nowaki twitched and said, "Okay, so he said no…over and over again."
Kaori took the boys' jackets and said, "How did you make him cave?"
Nowaki grinned, evilly. "I saved him from a book avalanche."
Hiroki grimaced, recalling the incident. Kaori burst out laughing and said, "So you two are best friends?"
Hiroki and Nowaki both twitched. "Er, no, Mother. Nowaki and I are together."
"Together as in..?"
"As in dating." Hiroki stood, stock still, waiting for his mother's reaction.
She stood, frozen, for a moment before she finally let out a small giggle.
Nowaki raised an eyebrow as another giggle spilled from her lips. Hiroki covered his face with a hand, shaking it. Finally, Kaori managed to gasp, "I-I need to go check on the food, please excuse me.
Nowaki leaned over to his lover and whispered, "Was she giggling or crying?"
"Giggling," he muttered, darkly. "See, I was not worried she wouldn't accept us…I was worried she would morph into a fan girl."
"Well, she could have been mad."
"Yes, she could." Hiroki kicked off his shoes. He sighed, "And Dad will be."
"Oh." Nowaki looked slightly crestfallen as sat down to pull off his own shoes and set them neatly beside Hiroki's flopped about ones.
Hiroki looked over at the younger man's face. "It will be alright, so quit worrying…brat."
Nowaki grinned and pushed himself to his feet. He wrapped his arms around Hiroki and kissed him, warmly. "I love you, Hiro-san."
"Yeah yeah, same here, now come on."
Together, they walked into the dining room.
TBC
Me: See, Hiroki was in it this time.
Nowaki: Aren't you happy now, Hiro-san?
Hiroki: Not really
Nowaki: Well, I AM happy
Me: Good for you
Nowaki: Don't be patronizing
Hiroki: Oh jeez, here we go
Me: I'm not patronizing
Hiroki: Enough you too
Me: Yeah yeah, whatever, please review, guys, and sorry it's sooo short, but I've got stress induced brain block. So I wanted to get something out so here it is.
Thanks for reading :)
~CheyanneChika
