Hi everyone (: I apologize for the long wait, but I had some problems and I couldn't write anything for Love is Screwed, so I decided to do a long chap hehe ^^

This chap is beta'ed by Scarlotte O'Hara (:'3)

Well, this is everything for now... Enjoy ;3

Chapter XIV

The blond had been helping Hijirikawa for one week now. Masato's skills on piano were much better, at least with "Moonlight Sonata" by Beethoven, since this was the only song he couldn't play. Ren knew how good Masato could play, he didn't need any proof or anyone to say that. Nevertheless, on that song the blue haired teen couldn't show how skilled he was. When Masato reached the second movement of the song things quickly started to become complicated for two simple reasons. First, the sudden change from a slow pace to a somehow quick one screwed up everything; second, the irregular high and low notes didn't help the transition to the new rapid pace. It was confusing.

Ren did everything he could to help Hijirikawa with that movement. The blond made him listen the song over and over again, and playing it mentally. Masato did so, however it wasn't enough. So, Ren told him to play it while listening to the song. One more time the blue haired teen did so, but it wasn't enough. Then, Ren made him listen the song again and take some notes about the parts he couldn't play. Again the blue haired teen did so, and once Ren took the notes he also listened the song and took some notes that were what he thought Masato needed to work on the most. And now, after all that hard work, their efforts were being rewarded.

Honestly, Ren couldn't understand why he cared so much about all this. He never ever had been so worried about someone else like he was now. It was just a piano contest. Perhaps he was just pitying the other boy because his father was so rude. Nevertheless, would he do so much for Hijirikawa only with that reason in mind? He didn't think so. He always thought about that and never could find a proper explanation. However, something inside him had awakened. He had done everything he could for Hijirikawa because he knew that this was something very important to him. Piano was everything he had inside of that enormous house. He knew that if the blue haired teen had the piano in his life, then he didn't need anything else. Piano could make him the most happy person in all world. Whenever he saw Masato playing those white and black keys, he could feel his strong passion through all the musical notes. It was always so pleasant, so calm. That definitely wasn't the type of music that Ren liked, however he had started to enjoy it. Sometimes he even asked Hijirikawa to repeat a certain part just to be able to hear and feel that incredible strong notes vibrating inside of him. Of course he had never told Hijirikawa that it was only to hear the song again and let himself be consumed by all those wonderful feelings. Instead, he always said that something was wrong and he wanted to be sure what exactly it was. Masato also couldn't understand why Ren was doing all that for him. It was strange. The blond always said how he hated him and now was helping him with all his might. The blue haired teen wasn't complaining about his strange situation, he quite enjoyed it. With all the time he had lived with Ren, he learned something new about him. He learned that the blond was someone who was gentle and shy. Jinguji had difficulties with showing his true feelings, maybe it was because of this that he acted so full of himself. Masato couldn't help but think that was something amusing. If everyone knew about Jinguji's true personality, he would like to see what people would think.

Jinguji, lately he had started to call him by his last name. The blond did the same. It felt… good. Calling the blond like that was the proof that they were now closer. It was comfortable and pleasant. Hijirikawa liked that sensation. His heart always had a soft warmth. It was like a candle with a small flame, that whenever he called Jinguji, the flame would grow more intense than before. It was unique. Special. He was starting to think that a new bond between them had been born. Could that be true? Did Jinguji feel the same as he did? The blue haired teen was afraid with his new discovery, yet he wanted to risk and think about Ren as his new friend. Then, maybe… Just maybe, they could share a new stage for their friendship later.

"No, no, no dammit! Why can't you see that third movement has three different stages? First you have the seven high quick notes with two strong ones at the end. Second you have a slow pace that lasts twenty seconds. Only then, you have the third stage, where you have to increase and decrease the intensity of your notes. Shit! Why do you have to complicate what's easy?" Ren explained harshly, while Masato heard everything and tried to stop his will to cry. Just when he was starting to think about Jinguji as his new friend, the blond had to go and be rude. Insensitive. The blue haired teen bit his lower lip and clenched his fists to control himself. His blue eyes remained staring at the piano keys. His heart hurt with Ren's words. The blond was right. Maybe he should quit. Seeing him in such a state, Ren sighed.

"Look, I'm sorry. Let's try again." Ren said, this time his voice was soft. Gentle. Warm. Masato's eyes quickly looked at Ren, widened with surprise. With such simple and vulgar words, the blond had taken all his doubts away. He was hopeful again. How was that possible?

Masato took a deep breath and prepared himself to be able to start playing again. Finally he started. The end of the second movement. Better, he was much better after all the hard work he and Ren had gone through. Almost perfect, still a few parts to improve though. A few more notes and his nightmare would start. One last high and soft note and… it was over.

"Third movement… Seven high and quick notes, then I have to add two strong notes to finish and start with the new stage. Slow pace… Slow? I don't think it is slow. It's more like… I don't know. I have to be fast with my fingers, so it isn't slow. Somehow… Somehow I… It's not enough! It's hard. I can't. It's impossible." Masato was insecure. His doubts had returned.

"Fuck Hijirikawa… Faster!" Ren shouted as Masato played fiercely. His blue eyes staring attentively and intensely at each one of the keys beneath his thin fingers. His forehead was already covered with a few drops of sweat.

"More!" Ren shouted again and Masato was starting to feel uncomfortable. "Not enough dammit! Increase your fingers' movements." The blue haired teen increased the movements of his fingers, and in doing that his arms and hands began to hurt.

"No… This is wrong… It shouldn't be like this. When I play the piano I shouldn't be in pain, I should be enjoying every single musical note. I should be happy. I should be in my own world. I… can't anymore." Masato thought with a sharp pain in his heart. This time he knew what he really should do.

Beethoven's irregular song stopped being heard in the large room. The blue haired teen rose from the small black bench, looking into Ren's light blue eyes and said "I will stop. I'm not going to enter on that contest, Jinguji." His voice was trembling and his blue eyes held a sad glow. Right now, Masato was doing his best to not start crying. He didn't want to show his weakness in front of Jinguji.

Ren didn't respond, so Masato began to walk, ready to leave the room. Nevertheless, when he was side by side with the blond he felt Ren grab his arm and say "Don't do it… please." The tone of his voice was gentle and peaceful. Why did he have to do this whenever Hijirikawa had already decided something? It made the blue haired teen feel frustrated.

"Why?" Masato asked without looking at him. Ren was also looking away "I-I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention yelling at you, I just…" Suddenly, the blond realized something and asked "Hijirikawa, can you please play again that song by Viva-something?"

"It's Vivaldi." Masato fixed, looking at him with curiosity. "Why?" He asked.

"Just do it, please." Ren said, this time facing him.

"O-Okay." Masato agreed dazzled by his intense gaze.

The blue haired teen returned to the piano and sitting began to play Vivaldi's song. "Four seasons, summer", a song about one of the most enjoyable seasons in everyone's life. Just like "Moonlight Sonata" this song also had irregular notes. Masato could be playing at a very slow pace, when suddenly he needed to increase the rhythm of the song. Quicker. Stronger. Powerful. All the different ways could create an amazing harmony. What a contrast. The opposite notes attracted to one another like a magnet. So, it was true… Opposites attract at everything, even in music. Something new that Masato had discovered. His feeling of happiness while playing had returned. He was again in his own world, a world where he and nobody else could create perfection.

"I knew it! This idiot… Why can't he play that fucking song? Damn it!" Ren thought as he listened and lost himself in Masato's strong passionate playing.

After a few more notes, the song came to an end and Ren asked, whispering in Masato's ear "Why are you so afraid? It's your father? Or, maybe it's your self confidence?" Masato startled. He hadn't noticed Ren's approach.

"W-What are you talking about?" The blue haired teen asked.

"You're an idiot, you know? This song is just like the other. I think it's worse than the other. You have more irregular notes here than in "Moonlight Sonata". Tell me the truth Hijirikawa, you are afraid to lose the contest right? Inside your head you only have one thought. I have to win, right? Fuck! I thought you were different. Right now I saw… No, I felt a passion that burned intensely inside of my heart. Then, why can't I feel the same while you're playing Beethoven's song? Because you're thinking with your head! Think with your heart. Enjoy the song. Create the perfect harmony. Make me feel that intense passion again, Hijirikawa." Ren said with a deep voice, taking Masato's breath away. The blue haired teen felt a shiver up his spine. The blond had the ability to make him believe with all his soul in every single word uttered by his mouth.

"Why… Why are you doing so much for me? Why do you want me to enter the contest so much?" Masato asked.

"Who knows. Maybe because I don't have anything else to do." Ren answered smiling. His mouth still near to Masato's ear.

"T-That's not a valid answer." The blue haired teen said turning his head around. They were now facing each other and he added "If-If you want something to do, then go fuck with some girls. That was what you always did."

Ren's light blue eyes widened in amazement. He wasn't expecting these sudden words. His smile disappeared and his eyes were now half open. He cornered Masato with his arms, placing them on each side of his body. Then, he leaned his face into Masato's placing his nose on the other's. For some reason Masato had hurt him.

"Fuck some girls, right… Then, what if I fuck with you Hijirikawa?" Ren said bitterly. His eyes were intensely staring into Hijirikawa's causing a shiver throughout his body.

"W-What are you… saying?" Masato asked lowering the tone of his voice. His cheeks had turned a soft red.

Ren's eyes widened again and a smirk appeared on his lips.

"Oh… You're blushing Hijirikawa. But do you know, I'm not interested in you? At least like that. I admit that you're cuter than I thought. I even can affirm that you're not as ugly as I always said, however I'm not interested in men." Ren said smirking.

"S-Shut up! I-I didn't say that! Tsk" Masato said pushing Ren away.

"Really? Then fine. What time is it? Today I have rehearsals at 4 pm." The blond asked.

"Then you should go. Right now its 3:30 pm." Masato said avoiding Ren's glance.

The blond smirked one more time due to Masato's reaction, and said "Then see you tomorrow, Hijirikawa." He grabbed his bag and left Masato's room.

"Idiot." Masato muttered as he heard the sound of the door closing.

"Hijirikawa-kun, can I talk with you?" Honda-sensei asked.

"Of course sensei." Masato answered smiling gently.

The blue haired teen headed to the teacher's desk and sat in one of the chairs next it.

"So Hijirikawa-kun, how is your geometry?" Honda asked.

Masato startled with the sudden question and looking away said "It-It's okay sensei. Thanks to… Thanks to Jinguji I can solve almost all the exercises. Of course there are some I can't do, but he always makes an extra effort to explain it to me in a simpler way." At this point the blue haired teen was smiling softly, so softly that when he noticed his sensei was looking at him astonished, he deeply blushed. Honda chuckled and said "I see. It seems that both of you are really close friends now. I'm glad. I was worried in the beginning, so I was forced to spy on the two of you after that incident when you punched each other. Well, in one way or another I knew you two could get along."

Masato's face was redder than before. He tried to deny Honda's words, however he couldn't because it was the truth.

"Please sensei, don't overreact. We are not best friends, we are…"

"What are we?" Masato thought, his blue eyes were widened with confusion and amazement.

"We are just friends." The blue haired teen said feeling disappointed. He shouldn't feel disappointed. Why did he feel in such a way?

"I admit that you're cuter than I thought. I even can affirm that you're not as ugly as I always said…"

Masato remembered Ren's words and his heart quickened. Those words made him happy, in all his eighteen years of life nobody else besides Keita had told him that he was cute. Well, also despite Natsuki, Syo and Otoya. However, it wasn't the words exactly. What made Masato really happy was the fact of such words being Jinguji's words. Somehow, inside Masato's heart and head, Jinguji Ren was starting to be special. Even if he hadn't realize it.

"Of course. Do you know Hijirikawa-kun, friendship is the most important bond in people's lives? Because friendship is the only bond that lasts forever. That's why you two must savor it." Honda said smiling gently.

Masato looked away and said hesitantly "S-Sure."

"Then I'm glad, because even if your time is coming to an end, you two will be together as good friends right?" The teacher asked, his gentle smile remained on his face.

Masato on the other hand, was astonished and asked "W-What do you mean, Honda-sensei?"

"Huh? Well, 7th May is the last day of your punishment. Can't you remember? I said that-" Honda was stopped by his student.

"Yes… Yes I remember, it's just… I… I have to go sensei." Saying that, the teen rose from the chair and exited the classroom. He ran as fast as he could. So fast that his breath was already deep and heavy, and his heart was racing. When he reached the large garden of school, Masato walked toward a bench and sat himself down. For long minutes, he remained quiet trying to recover from the previous shocking words. Once he recovered, he heard over and over again Honda's words inside of his head. If what Honda-sensei said was in fact true, then after May seventh everything they did together would disappear as if never had existed. Masato didn't want that. He had begun to enjoy Ren's presence. Ren's personality. Ren's smiles. Ren's gentle voice. What should he do? He wanted to remain beside the blond. Why did he have those strong feelings? He couldn't understand. It was true that lately they had deepened their relationship. They were closer than before, however Masato felt that wasn't enough. He wanted more, but how much more? Suddenly he felt his body shaking and had an enormous urge to cry. Definitely May seventh would be a nightmare.

Poor Masa-chan T^T. Well, I'm going to tell you the truth... 7th May is my birthday so... What do you think it will happen? *hohoho ^O^* hi~mi~tsu x3

Hope you enjoyed even with mistakes

See you next week ;3

Chuu*