Somehow this chapter has mention of atoji... lol... sorry it's so short! Read and review please! ^_^

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Chapter Ten

Kazuki was confused. He had done nothing, said nothing, and yet Takuya had acted like he had said something—or done something—completely wrong and wouldn't explain to him what it was.

Things had been going well for the most part. He and Takuya had been doing well, and—despite really just wanting to grab Takuya and kiss him when he saw what he was wearing—he had been able to control himself around the younger man.

Which was good.

So then why did Takuya seem like Kazuki being able to control himself was bad?

Seeing the teenager in that shirt—that was big enough to be Kazuki's—had nearly sent his mind flying away, and for his blood to only travel south, because it was going to his head, the only thing was that it was going to the head that didn't need all that blood.

Kazuki shifted on his bed, trying to change his thought process. Imaging Takuya in what he was wearing earlier was not something he really needed at the moment.

But still, he wanted to know what he had done wrong. The look that was on Takuya's face was one of a kicked puppy and he absolutely hated it. There was no need for the seventeen year old to look like that, especially because of something Kazuki had probably done.

So what was it? No matter how much he went over those few minutes in his head, he couldn't figure it out. It had to be something earlier, but… what?

His eyes widened. That couldn't be it… of course it couldn't.

"Kato-san!" he heard a voice call and he looked over to see Aoyagi and Takuya sitting across from each other on the floor, Takuya staring at his friend in horror as he walked over to them.

"Takuya," Aoyagi pointed over at the boy, smirking. "Wants to have sex with you."

Kazuki choked and coughed, glancing over at Takuya as his face turned red, and then spun on his heel and hurried away, hearing Takuya exclaim, "Ruito! I've got a photo shoot with him tomorrow!"

What Aoyagi had said… that couldn't be the reason Takuya had been acting so weird. Of course Takuya didn't want to have sex with him…

Right? But what if he did?

Kazuki turned a light shade of pink but otherwise ignored his blushing state as his hear skipped a beat and a smile twitched at his lips. If he were completely honest with himself, Kazuki would have to say that he felt the same as Takuya.

"Ruito," Takuya started as he sat down next to the dark haired boy. "Tell me, am I not attractive?"

The teenager stared. "Huh? Isn't this the sort of thing you should be asking Kato-san?" Ruito asked, removing one of the earphones plugged into his ear.

"Which is the reason I'm asking you." Takuya stated as if it were obvious.

Ruito merely blinked. "Explain the question."

Takuya gave a heavy sigh. "What's there to explain? Do you think I'm attractive or not?"

Tilting his head in thought, Ruito gave a small twitch. "You aren't my type." He answered simply and Takuya rolled his eyes at the answer.

"Yes, I know I'm not, Saito-san is and good for you, but I mean as far as attractive goes, I'm not exactly ugly, am I?" he pursed his lips and looked down at himself.

Ruito glanced him up and down. "No, not ugly. As you said—as far as attractive goes you're rather attractive." He smiled. "Still not my type though, go ask Kato-san, I'm sure he'd give you a good answer." He snickered and looked down at his iPod. "Or more like blush and stutter out one, but that's an affirmative, correct?"

Biting at his bottom lip, Takuya stared across the room at the opposite wall. "I can't ask Kazuki… not after yesterday. He's completely blind! That or just oblivious. Or maybe he really doesn't feel any sexual attraction to me, after all."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Ruito started. "But saying Kato-san doesn't feel anything sexual towards you would be like saying plants take in oxygen and we breathe in carbon dioxide. It's just false."

Takuya stared at him curiously. "Why are you comparing us to photosynthesis?"

"Because I was just studying it," he replied simply. "So I had nothing better to use in my head, but it works, right?"

"I guess," he agreed slowly.

"Anyways," Ruito continued. "What happened yesterday?"

Takuya gave a small groan. "I'm not sure what I was thinking. We got to pick our outfits and mine was… it less than covered me…"

Ruito's eyes widened slightly. "I see, what were you wearing?"

"A black silk shirt big enough to be a little loose on Kazuki." Takuya averted his eyes, watching as someone walked by instead of looking over at Ruito to see the teen's reaction.

"And nothing else?"

"Oh, no, I wore underwear," he gave a small nod as if agreeing with himself. "Small underwear but still… underwear."

"Geeze, Takuya, what were you trying to do? Make him take you right then and there?" he stated incredulously, letting small laughs escape.

Takuya blushed. "Not… right then and there,"

Ruito grinned. "But you were trying to make him take you. I get it. What I said got to you, didn't it, Takuya?" he shook his head. "What happened after you came out?"

"Well," he began again. "We started the shoot, I picked most of the poses and some of them were a little more… you know, and after we were finished, I proposed we celebrate and all he did was back up and turn red. Does that mean he doesn't like me sexually and just doesn't want to hurt me or… what?"

The fifteen year old stared up at the ceiling. "I don't think it's that he doesn't like you. I mean, anyone with eyes and ears can see he does, I think it's more that he didn't understand what you were trying to tell him. He's just oblivious."

"Oblivious," Takuya repeated to himself quietly.

"But to be sure, you've got to ask him." He added. "It can't really hurt anything. If he likes you like that then you get what you've been hoping for and, if not…" his voice trailed off for a second. "You'll get over him eventually. But I don't think that's something you need to be worried about." Ruito assured as he saw the sad look on his friend's face. "I'm 110% sure that he likes you in all ways."

Takuya sighed. "I hope so…"

"Konma, Kato, I'd like to ask your opinions on the photo that was picked." The producer told them as if he really didn't want to… which he probably didn't.

He gave them the picture and the two men looked it over. Takuya smiled at the picture; it was the one where he was nearly straddling Kazuki's shoulder and Kazuki's hand's where placed on different parts of his leg as he glanced up at him.

When they were both done looking at it, they handed it back to the producer.

"That one's my favorite," Takuya stated and Kazuki agreed, nodding his head.

The producer gave a small smile. "Good, I was afraid the two of you wouldn't think so, but this is—by far—the best. Usually two people would rather go with ones that… showed less, but this photograph states exactly what this movie is about. You two did a very good job with this pose, if I say so myself." He walked off before either of the actors could add anything else to the conversation.

Suddenly noticing just how close they were standing by the small brush of arm that moved against his, Takuya turned a light red but stayed where he stood, smiling up at his co-star.

"I'm not exactly sure what to say." Takuya admitted quietly.

Kazuki chuckled. "At least you aren't going on about the weather, then, ne?"

They were silent for a second before Takuya started, "About yesterday—"

"What about it?" Kazuki interrupted, giving his co-star a small smile. "And might I say that… you looked very good, Takuya." He turned a light pink and averted his eyes. "It's kind of embarressing to say, actually, but I—" he was interrupted by a pair of soft lips softly brushing against his cheek and two dark brown eyes staring up at him, smiling.

Takuya stepped away, also blushing. "No need to say it. And thank you. You also looked uh… very, very good, trust me on that." he nodded, enunciating the statement. After a second, he continued. "Tomorrow… I'm not looking forward to it." He admitted.

"Why?"

The shorter teen gave a small, sad smile. "It's the last day of shooting. I didn't think I'd actually love being in this movie as much as I do but… it's sad thinking about how we won't be doing this anymore… together."

"We'll still see each other." Kazuki answered quickly and Takuya blinked up at him. "We have interviews and there will be the premire and everything. Plus, I've come to think of you as a really good friend, Takuya, and friends hang out, ne?"

Takuya bit his lip and brushed a strand of hair away from his face, nodding. "Hai, friends do. I'm glad that we're… friends." The word came out a little forced, but neither of them said anything, opting to keep what they thought of each other still a secret.

"I'm also glad we're friends, Takuya." Kazuki admitted quietly, blushing when Takuya glanced shyly up at him.

"So, after the movie, are you going to go on to try and become a singer?" Takuya asked curiously as they walked away from prying eyes, trying to ignore the camera now following them.

"I hope to," he answered. "It's what I want to do; I want to sing. And you?"

Takuya gave a small shrug. "I like musicals, I love acting, I also like to dance, singing is cool too. Musicals are a perfect match."

"What musical would you like to be in?"

Thinking for a second, the seventeen year old grinned. "Musical Tennis no Oji-sama!"

Kazuki chuckled. "The Prince of Tennis Musicals? They don't have Prince of Tennis Musicals though."

"But if they did I would totally play Jirou! And then you could audition and you could be Atobe!" Takuya gave a dramatic yawn and let his eyes droop. "Ne, Kei-chan, I'm tired. Let me sleep."

Kazuki gave him an amused look but cleared his throat and said, "Jirou, ore-sama commands you to wake up this instant. You're hogging the bed."

Takuya choked, laughing loudly. "That's great! You're a wonderful Atobe!" His eyes widened in excitement. "I know! We can cosplay Atobe and Jirou! That would be a lot of fun!"

Kazuki looked a little bemused. "But what would the skit be?"

"Hmm," he hummed in thought. "Well, there are a lot of fangirls who enjoy the Adorable Pair—AKA the Atobe/Jirou pairing."

Turning slightly red, Kazuki looked away. "That would be a little… awkward, I think."

Takuya stared up at him. "Awkward how? It couldn't be any worse then what we have to do in front of cameras. Besides, I think it would be fun. I'm not saying we'll do it, it's just a thought." He smiled. "You look a little flushed, Kazuki, is something wrong?" he questioned innocently.

Kazuki shook his head, trying to fight the blush down. "No, nothing is wrong. It's just a little warm is all."

"Saa… okay!" Takuya stated cheerfully, cluthing onto Kazuki's arm. "Let's go get Pocky!"

"Pocky?" he repeated, confused.

Takuya nodded. "Hai, I'm still in Jirou's character so now I'm in the mood for Pocky. Come on, Kei-chan!" he grinned, tugging Kazuki out of the building.