Time seemed to be frozen inside Eiji's mind for a moment. There was only the vast green of Shuichirou's eyes in front of him. It took his brain a long time to realize what he had done and his heart skipped a beat. His whole face became deeply red and he stood up from the coach quickly, but since his legs were shaking he fell to the ground.

"Ouch!"

"Eiji-kun!" Oishi tried to help him out, but Kikumaru distanced himself quickly. "Are you okay?!"

"I'm… I'm so sorry, Oishi-san… I…I…" the words were scattered inside his head. "I didn't plan on it!"

"Eiji-kun…" Shuichirou also didn't know what to say or how to act in such situation.

"But you really shouldn't say such things about yourself, Oishi-san! You're amazing! If that Tezuka guy was able to cheat on you, he didn't deserve you in the first place!" he could feel his face burning in embarrassment but his words were absolutely truthful. "I know I'm just a stupid kid and I give you nothing but trouble, but… but…" the blue eyes finally looked straight at him. "I'm in love with you!"

Before Oishi could reunite his neurons to do or say anything, Eiji went to the door.

"I know it's a shock for you! It's a shock for me too, so I'll give you time!" he said while putting his shoes back in a hurry. "But… please, don't hate me!" Shuichirou noticed he was on the edge of tears. "Eat the sweets too! They're very good! Good night!"

Kikumaru slammed the door close and Shuichirou stayed there completely unable to react to such outburst of feelings and information.

On the other side of the door, Eiji put his hands over his mouth, trying to breathe normally.

"What the hell was that?!"

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"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" the sentenced repeated itself on Eiji's mind for all the way from Oishi's home while he walked quickly on the streets and continued when he entered his apartment. His whole body was still shaking and he rubbed his own hair desperately, trying to calm down while walking in circles on the living room. It was a good thing he was on his free night at Sakurai. He was in no shape to go to work.

"I ruined everything! Oishi-san is never going to look into my face again! Why did I have to kiss him?! Stupid body moving by itself!"

The memory of his soft and warm mouth against his own returned to Eiji's mind and he touched his own lips.

"I kissed Oishi-san." He said to himself before sitting down on the sofa, his legs finally failing on him.

Eiji could feel the tears pouring down his face and he sobbed. His heart started to hurt and he felt so lonely.

"I ruined everything. Oishi-san's probably hating me now." He whispered to himself, before holding putting his legs close to his body and hiding his face between his arms, while big tears continued to fall.

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Shuichirou turned around in bed and looked at the alarm clock again. It was almost 4 in the morning and he continued sleepless. His heart and mind were in a turmoil.

He picked up his cell phone near. There were a lot of missed calls from him to Eiji but he didn't pick up any one of them. He was so worried about him. Was he able to arrive home safely? Was he even at home? Who would he run to while being that upset? He knew his roommate was out of town and it broke his heart to imagine Eiji all alone in that big apartment trying to deal with so much. Oishi was a grown man and even so, he was struggling.

He went from a complete shattered heart to a shouted confession and a kiss in less than a couple of hours. How would anyone deal with that?!

Shuichirou wished he could react like a proper adult. He wished he was able to talk to Eiji, make him sit down and calm him down. Instead, he just watched while he left in a hurry, his dark blue eyes, always so sincere and kind towards him, filled with tears.

How could he ever hate him? He wanted to be able to give him that reassurance as well. There was no time needed for such a thing.

"I'll give you time." He repeated his words and Shuichirou couldn't stop thinking how selfless they were. Even on such stressful moment, he put his feelings first. Eiji walked away to give him space and Shuichirou was sure that was a really hard thing for him to do.

He took a deep breath and hugged his pillow tightly. He would, indeed, need a lot of time to process everything that had happened on that night.