a/n For disclaimer, read previous chapter.

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"So, where are your parents?" Tatsuha pondered aloud. It had been a good fifteen minute walk
from NG Studios to Suguru's house. For a city house, it was fairly big.

"They went to visit relatives for the weekend," Suguru replied, walking deep into the house,
returning with towels. "Take off your shoes, come into the kitchen, grab a seat." The green
haired one tried to make the black haired one more comfortable, proceeding to open a cupboard.
"Damn, too high..." Suguru went to grab a chair, but Tatsuha got up first.

"Allow me, shorty," he joked, "What are you looking for?"

"The kettle, thank you very much," Suguru dryly replied, still glaring from the shorty comment.
"I thought we could use some tea." While Tatsuha easily fetched the kettle, and looked for the
sink to fill it, Suguru opened the pantry cupboard and came out with a box. "Just plug it in, and
grab a seat."

"Yes, yes." Tatsuha set down the kettle, letting it heat up, and followed the other boy's
suggestion. "So, you know why I was there so late, what were you doing at work so late?"

"Oh, well I just had to finish up an arrangement. Well, first I had to ask Nakano-san to translate
Shindou-san's scribblings." This comment met with a short giggle from Tatsuha. Blushing
slightly, Suguru continued, "So that took a bit. Shindou-san left early again, something about
spending time with Eiri. Ugh, he spends so much time with the guy, you'd think that the writing
skills and punctuality would rub off on him. Or at least some of the maturity, but I suppose I am
asking a bit much of Shindou-san."

"Yeah, but there's always hope," Tatsuha added. "Heh, you know, those two are crazy. I
dropped by once, someone let me in the front door, so I just made my way to their apartment,
they left the door open a bit, so of course, I just go in. And there in the middle of the floor are
Eiri and Shuichi bare..." He was interrupted by the loud, piercing whistle of the kettle.

Blushing profusely, Suguru got up, "As much as I'd like to hear about their, um, private life, the
water is ready." He opened another cupboard, and got a pair of tea cups. Placing a bag from the
box in each, he gently poured the liquid in the glasses. "Milk or sugar?"

"Nah, I like it nice and strong, like my me... Mika, yeah, that's like, like she used to make it for
me," Tatsuha recovered, growing red.

"That colour suits you," Suguru complimented, sitting down and placing the cups. "So where
was I, oh yes, so Nakano-san promised he'd stay late with me... To work on the song, of course, but he
remembered he had a date with Ayaka at the last minute," he finished, scowling a bit at the
mention of Hiro's girlfriend.

"Don't care much for Ayaka either, do you?" Tatsuha picked up. "She just seemed too needy and
possessive around Eiri when they were dating. So glad he found Shuichi."

"Yeah, it's just Hiro deserves so much better, I think." Suguru added. "Someone like..."

"You?" Tatsuha interrupted, smiling evilly.

"Me? What? I mean..." Suguru regained his blush from before, "We're co-workers, we can't
be... I mean... No." The keyboardist was at a loss for words.

"You know, that colour suits you," Tatsuha threw back Suguru's words from earlier. This only
resulted in Suguru growing even redder. Drawing himself closer, he whispered, "You know, I'm
glad you don't have a thing for Hiro then. Because, as my brother seems to enjoy telling his pink
fluffball, you're acting really cute right now." He bent over and placed his lips gently on the
other boy's. All Suguru could do was close his eyes, and enjoy the moment.