Chapter 17

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"Kaede when are you coming back…?"

"Hana are you here…?"

Hanamichi, as if he had heard something, look up from the floor. "Kaede?"

Rukawa, as if he never felt such cosiness before, stopped opening doors. "Hana?"

The two of them met as they started to walk faster towards each other.

"Kaede!"

"Hana!"

Then it broke into a run for the both of them and they begin hugging each other.

"Kaede! You're back!"

"Hana! You're back!"

As Rukawa began to tighten their hug, Hanamichi pulled away and turned around nervously. "I'm sorry…" Tears began to form in his eyes as he ran away from his handsome love.

"Wait!" Rukawa stretched out his hand and ran after him along the corridor. "Wait! Don't run away. Please stop!"

Hanamichi ran as Rukawa chased behind him. "Stop!"

[I'm sorry Kaede… I know you hate me….] "I'm insane already so stop chasing a mad man like me!"

"Hana-baby wait!"

Hanamichi stopped in his tracks. [He called me…]

Rukawa stopped and gave him a fierce hug from behind. "I got you."

"Kaede…"

"I love you my Hana-baby. You still the love of my life. Please don't run."

Hanamichi, still in Rukawa's arms turned around and looked up at him. Suddenly, he started struggling. "Let me go! Stop hugging me! I'm an insane person now you won't like an insane person like me!"

"I. Love. You. Do you understand? I still love you."

"Then why are you chasing me?"

"Because… you ran away from me. I made you ran. Of course I'll have to get you back." [Still silly as before. Loving a person makes a lover chase.]

That made Hanamichi calmed down. "But Kaede… you hate me…"

"No I don't."

"I really am I didn't mean to make you angry… so furious… I'm sorry… it's my fault I-"

"No… it's my fault, it's all my fault Hana-kun. If only I had listen to you and control my nerves to resist touching your diary."

"But-"

"I love you and I'm sorry for reading your diary. It wasn't supposed to happen. If only I didn't trust what you had written in the past…"

"It doesn't matter. As long as you trust in me... now"

"I do. I love you too much as if you're…" He looked down onto his pants. "Part of me. And I miss you SO much. I wish I hadn't said all those words… I love you. I love you. I love you-" Hanamichi shut Rukawa up with a peck on the lips.

"Really? You love me? REALLY? Oh god Kaede! Do you know how much I miss you? Do you know how jealous I am everytime Sendoh makes a move on Youhei? I wish I was Youhei and Sendoh was you. I wish we were back to where we were; the loving couple that we are. The hentai that you are…"

"Am I really that hentai?" Rukawa asked as he looked down on the redhead snuggling in his comforting arms.

"..."

"Why gone so quiet?"

"I'm sacred… that you get angry if I said it."

"Say it then… and see if I really get angry."

"I…"

"Yes? Hana-baby?"

"Yes… you're a hentai sometimes…"

"Oh?" Rukawa raised an eyebrow.

Hanamichi looked up. "I mean um… no you're not. Yes you are. I mean being a hentai is not as bad as you think. There is always a hentai in a couple. Being hentai does has his own advantage."

Rukawa tightened his hug and continued to listen attentively. [Didn't know he was so into hentai research.] He put their foreheads together as Hanamichi goes on. [I'm sorry…]

"It could add more flavour into the relationship, you know to spice things up a little, and- and make each other happy doesn't he? If no hentai exist in a couple, then there would be no meaning in the relationship. If there were no meaning in the relationship, they could break up!"

Rukawa pulled away a little and kissed him on the lips. "That's why I followed your instructions. I bought a smaller bathtub."

"You did?"

"Yes I did. I thought that it'd make you happy, very happy. And that I wanted to show you that I would never fail you again as long as time goes on. And even if it does stop, my love for you would never."

Hanamichi blushed and pulled Rukawa into him. "Really? You love me? You won't get angry with me? You will not throw me out of the house again…? …Will you?"

"I love you. I promise I will never ever throw you out of OUR house again. But I can't promise I won't get angry at you…"

"Uh… Kaede…" Tears formed inside Hanamichi's eye.

"I will only get angry when you…"

Tears fell onto Hanamichi's cheeks and onto the sweaty shirt. "No… please… no… don't do this to me… not again… it hurts… "

"Are the seme."

"I'm sorry… I shouldn't have written on my diary… I should have kept it… you should be angry. You have the right to be angry…"

"Hana? I said-"

"I'm so sorry…" Hanamichi's knees started to buckle and slid down against Rukawa.

"Hana-baby… you've mistaken me…"

"Please forgive me… please…"

[I really shouldn't have said that.] "Hana, it's not what you think I've said. I said that you-"

"I know…"

"No… listen to me… Look at me." Rukawa pulled Hanamichi's face up to look at him. "Don't- say a thing. Just listen ok?"

"But… ok…"

"I said I would only get angry if you-"

"…"

"Are the seme. Did you hear me well? Hana-baby?"

Hanamichi blinked. "Nani!?"

"Hehehe… the seme's position will always be mine. I am so happy that you you're back… and I promise that I will never make a promise again… because how can I make a promise when all the promises in the world will be kept by me? NYAhahahahaha! Ne? Hana-baby?"

Hanamichi pinched his stomach and hugged him tightly. "Baka Kaede… you got me so scared…"

"Ow… Hehehe… It's my duty to make you happy… and don't be scared. Why are you so scared? You need not be scared of anything, because I love you. I really really do."

Hanamichi raised his innocent big brown eyes at Rukawa and blushed a little. "Really?"

"Yes."

"Wow… sounds like just the beginning of our relationship six months ago…"

"Yeah… it's a beginning… a new beginning. Come on, let's go to our room."

"Ok."

And as the lovers walked in the spoiled dim light of the corridor, they begin their love bickering game.

"Kaede I love you."

"Hana I love you too."

"Kaede I love you so much."

"Hana I love you so so much."

"Stop mimicking me!"

"Mmm… Hana-baby… I love you. Lalala I love you! lalala I love you…"

"Hn. Hentai. Baka."

And their voices fade away in the romantic spoiled dim light of… the corridor.