It was raining outside when Jyou exited his apartment building for the street. He opened his umbrella and started toward the park. It hadn't been raining when he'd walked home a couple hours before, but it was making up for that now. The raindrops were quarter-sized and the gutters along the roadside were already flooding.
He walked quickly, his long legs making the trip to the park in good time. He avoided the mud puddles and wet grass by keeping to the sidewalks. The park was empty and the noodle-cart by the bench that normally served lunch was empty. As was the bench.
Blue eyes scanned the surrounding area, but there was no one else around. He looked at his watch, noting that he had five minutes left before Koushiro was supposed to meet him.
Without thinking about it, he sat down on the bench and then jumped back to his feet. The seat of the bench was wet, and so was his backside now. He grimaced, pulling the wet material away from his butt with the hand that wasn't holding the umbrella.
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Koushiro sighed and pulled his arms tighter against his chest. The wind was as cold as the rain and he was only wearing a light T-shirt. The material was already wet and clinging coldly to his skin, making him shiver. He was waiting for the rain to stop under the awning of a restaurant, but the weather showed no sign of clearing in the near future. Leaving his house without a jacket or umbrella was not one of the smartest things he had ever done in his life.
His carelessness could only be attributed to the excitement he felt when he thought of being in Jyou's company once again. He hadn't expected his friend to leave while he was gone that morning, but given the situation he wasn't overly surprised. Jyou wasn't an outgoing or overly talkative person so it was logical that he would feel uncomfortable broaching the subject of what had happened.
It wasn't every day that you woke up next to your best friend and then kissed him. It was even conceivable that time and space should be given in light of such a situation. However, Koushiro was curious. He wanted to know what Jyou was thinking and why Jyou had reacted like that. After he received the answers to those questions, he'd ask if it was possible that it could happen again.
Of course, that would lead to the admittance of his feelings and would probably result in a long talk between the two of them. Situations such as the one they were in couldn't be handled without a certain degree of delicacy and tact, neither of which were Jyou's greatest talents. Koushiro could handle directing most of the conversation. He even had a general idea of what he wanted to say. Rash words and rushed speeches could backfire.
Now all he had to do was wait for the rain to stop so that he could find Jyou and begin their conversation.
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The blue-haired teen sighed, glancing down at his watch again. Koushiro was fifteen minutes late, a fact that he hadn't expected to happen even with the rain. There weren't many instances when Koushiro failed to be on time, and fewer yet when he wouldn't show up when he said he would.
Despite that fact, Jyou wasn't overly worried. He was just worried enough that he had chewed his nails down to nothing and he was pacing in front of the bench they had agreed to meet at.
His pacing continued until the redhead was twenty minutes late, and then Jyou turned to face the direction from which Koushiro would come and started walking that way. If Koushiro couldn't or wouldn't come to him, he'd just have to go to Koushiro.
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Watching Jyou walk out of the park towards him was one of the most welcome sights that Koushiro had ever seen. The older boy was holding an umbrella and walking awkwardly. Koushiro frowned, watching the stilted way that his friend was approaching. Jyou crossed the road and smiled at him from the curb, a few inches from the protection of the awning.
"I was wondering where you were," Jyou said, smiling down at Koushiro. The redhead smiled back, tilting his head back as he took a few steps closer to his friend.
"I've been waiting for the rain to stop, but it hasn't yet." He winced when he realized that he had needlessly stated the obvious. Jyou kept smiling at him, and Koushiro decided that it didn't matter if he sounded like an idiot. "When I asked you to meet me, I didn't realize that it was raining."
"It started right before I got home. You probably just missed it when you got back this morning."
"Yeah." Koushiro agreed. He smiled self-consciously at the lack of intelligence behind his reply. "Thanks for coming, Jyou."
Blue eyes glanced down kindly. Jyou smiled. "It's not a problem." They stared at each other for a moment, the silence threading between them. With an uncertain look and a quick cough to clear his throat, Jyou reached up with his right hand and tenderly tucked a wet tendril of hair behind Koushiro's ear, his fingertips brushing gently against pale skin.
Koushiro tilted his head into the touch, his eyes sliding half-shut, his lips parting on a quietly indrawn breath. The hand on the side of his face moved to trace a path on the side of his face, stopping when Jyou's thumb touched the corner of his mouth.
Without giving himself time to think about his actions, Koushiro turned his head just enough that he could press a kiss against the pad of Jyou's thumb. His black eyes looked up to meet Jyou's and he smiled at the look of wonder that he saw.
He raised his left hand and covered the hand that was still touching his face.
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"What the-" Kari stopped in midstride, her mouth dropping open. Iori looked at her, stopping also. He was careful to keep the umbrella over them both, as the rain was still pouring without any intention of stopping.
"Kari? What's wrong?" His green eyes searched her face worriedly, and then followed her gaze. His mouth dropped open also, and his arm dropped to the side, leaving them open to the rain.
That seemed to snap Kari back to reality, and she grabbed his arm and held it up, putting the umbrella back over their heads. "I wasn't sure...I didn't know if it would work."
He nodded in agreement, and pulled her to the side. They looked at Jyou and Koushiro for several more moments, as the older two seemed to lose themselves in the other's gaze.
Jyou said something and Koushiro nodded, and they turned in the opposite direction and started walking. Kari turned her gaze to his, a smile blossoming on her face. She hugged him impulsively. "I can't wait until the others find out. This is wonderful."
He hugged her back, his head turned so that he could watch as Jyou and Koushiro walked away. "It looks like Daisuke was right. For once."
"I'm glad. That means that all of our friends have found happiness."
He tightened his grip on her and turned his face into her hair, kissing the side of her head as he did so. "I love you."
"I love you," She said in return. The rain slowed to a drizzle and stopped a few minutes later.
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He he he...do you really think it's over? Don't count on it. I hope that everyone enjoyed that part, OOCness and all. I'd tell ya'all to suffer, but if you've read this far, you've probably done enough of that already.
My goal for this is to reach as many reviews, if not more, than I received for Rain on Saturday (20). However, I would absolutely love it if this surpassed Weekend Rain (48) so any and all reviews are welcomed and appreciated.
I can't answer all reviews personally, but I would like to thank each and every person who has read this far. Your loyalty in reading this is welcome, and I hope to see you all in the next chapter.
He walked quickly, his long legs making the trip to the park in good time. He avoided the mud puddles and wet grass by keeping to the sidewalks. The park was empty and the noodle-cart by the bench that normally served lunch was empty. As was the bench.
Blue eyes scanned the surrounding area, but there was no one else around. He looked at his watch, noting that he had five minutes left before Koushiro was supposed to meet him.
Without thinking about it, he sat down on the bench and then jumped back to his feet. The seat of the bench was wet, and so was his backside now. He grimaced, pulling the wet material away from his butt with the hand that wasn't holding the umbrella.
~~~~~_____~~~~~
Koushiro sighed and pulled his arms tighter against his chest. The wind was as cold as the rain and he was only wearing a light T-shirt. The material was already wet and clinging coldly to his skin, making him shiver. He was waiting for the rain to stop under the awning of a restaurant, but the weather showed no sign of clearing in the near future. Leaving his house without a jacket or umbrella was not one of the smartest things he had ever done in his life.
His carelessness could only be attributed to the excitement he felt when he thought of being in Jyou's company once again. He hadn't expected his friend to leave while he was gone that morning, but given the situation he wasn't overly surprised. Jyou wasn't an outgoing or overly talkative person so it was logical that he would feel uncomfortable broaching the subject of what had happened.
It wasn't every day that you woke up next to your best friend and then kissed him. It was even conceivable that time and space should be given in light of such a situation. However, Koushiro was curious. He wanted to know what Jyou was thinking and why Jyou had reacted like that. After he received the answers to those questions, he'd ask if it was possible that it could happen again.
Of course, that would lead to the admittance of his feelings and would probably result in a long talk between the two of them. Situations such as the one they were in couldn't be handled without a certain degree of delicacy and tact, neither of which were Jyou's greatest talents. Koushiro could handle directing most of the conversation. He even had a general idea of what he wanted to say. Rash words and rushed speeches could backfire.
Now all he had to do was wait for the rain to stop so that he could find Jyou and begin their conversation.
~~~~~_____~~~~~
The blue-haired teen sighed, glancing down at his watch again. Koushiro was fifteen minutes late, a fact that he hadn't expected to happen even with the rain. There weren't many instances when Koushiro failed to be on time, and fewer yet when he wouldn't show up when he said he would.
Despite that fact, Jyou wasn't overly worried. He was just worried enough that he had chewed his nails down to nothing and he was pacing in front of the bench they had agreed to meet at.
His pacing continued until the redhead was twenty minutes late, and then Jyou turned to face the direction from which Koushiro would come and started walking that way. If Koushiro couldn't or wouldn't come to him, he'd just have to go to Koushiro.
~~~~~_____~~~~~~
Watching Jyou walk out of the park towards him was one of the most welcome sights that Koushiro had ever seen. The older boy was holding an umbrella and walking awkwardly. Koushiro frowned, watching the stilted way that his friend was approaching. Jyou crossed the road and smiled at him from the curb, a few inches from the protection of the awning.
"I was wondering where you were," Jyou said, smiling down at Koushiro. The redhead smiled back, tilting his head back as he took a few steps closer to his friend.
"I've been waiting for the rain to stop, but it hasn't yet." He winced when he realized that he had needlessly stated the obvious. Jyou kept smiling at him, and Koushiro decided that it didn't matter if he sounded like an idiot. "When I asked you to meet me, I didn't realize that it was raining."
"It started right before I got home. You probably just missed it when you got back this morning."
"Yeah." Koushiro agreed. He smiled self-consciously at the lack of intelligence behind his reply. "Thanks for coming, Jyou."
Blue eyes glanced down kindly. Jyou smiled. "It's not a problem." They stared at each other for a moment, the silence threading between them. With an uncertain look and a quick cough to clear his throat, Jyou reached up with his right hand and tenderly tucked a wet tendril of hair behind Koushiro's ear, his fingertips brushing gently against pale skin.
Koushiro tilted his head into the touch, his eyes sliding half-shut, his lips parting on a quietly indrawn breath. The hand on the side of his face moved to trace a path on the side of his face, stopping when Jyou's thumb touched the corner of his mouth.
Without giving himself time to think about his actions, Koushiro turned his head just enough that he could press a kiss against the pad of Jyou's thumb. His black eyes looked up to meet Jyou's and he smiled at the look of wonder that he saw.
He raised his left hand and covered the hand that was still touching his face.
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"What the-" Kari stopped in midstride, her mouth dropping open. Iori looked at her, stopping also. He was careful to keep the umbrella over them both, as the rain was still pouring without any intention of stopping.
"Kari? What's wrong?" His green eyes searched her face worriedly, and then followed her gaze. His mouth dropped open also, and his arm dropped to the side, leaving them open to the rain.
That seemed to snap Kari back to reality, and she grabbed his arm and held it up, putting the umbrella back over their heads. "I wasn't sure...I didn't know if it would work."
He nodded in agreement, and pulled her to the side. They looked at Jyou and Koushiro for several more moments, as the older two seemed to lose themselves in the other's gaze.
Jyou said something and Koushiro nodded, and they turned in the opposite direction and started walking. Kari turned her gaze to his, a smile blossoming on her face. She hugged him impulsively. "I can't wait until the others find out. This is wonderful."
He hugged her back, his head turned so that he could watch as Jyou and Koushiro walked away. "It looks like Daisuke was right. For once."
"I'm glad. That means that all of our friends have found happiness."
He tightened his grip on her and turned his face into her hair, kissing the side of her head as he did so. "I love you."
"I love you," She said in return. The rain slowed to a drizzle and stopped a few minutes later.
~~~~~_____~~~~~
He he he...do you really think it's over? Don't count on it. I hope that everyone enjoyed that part, OOCness and all. I'd tell ya'all to suffer, but if you've read this far, you've probably done enough of that already.
My goal for this is to reach as many reviews, if not more, than I received for Rain on Saturday (20). However, I would absolutely love it if this surpassed Weekend Rain (48) so any and all reviews are welcomed and appreciated.
I can't answer all reviews personally, but I would like to thank each and every person who has read this far. Your loyalty in reading this is welcome, and I hope to see you all in the next chapter.