Chapter 15 Could it be any harder
Jade green eyes opened as Hijiri woke up to an unfamiliar surroundings. The sun was just rising and he struggled to get up, but his whole body protested as it ached. He fell back down onto the soft bed, his head lying on the fluffy pillows, breathing hard. And the boy realized that he had no energy anymore to lift even his arms.
"Tsuzuki?" he called out. He rested for a while on the bed, before struggling to push himself up, sitting up right. The blanket sliding down his body, stopping at his waist. "Tsuzuki, where are you?" Hijiri called again.
Then he heard a click, and the door to his room opened, revealing his sensei, smiling at him. "Where's Tsuzuki?" the boy rubbed his temple before asking. The doctor smirked, "Tsuzuki? He's at home," Hijiri stared at the doctor, confusion visible on his face. 'Aren't I with Tsuzuki the day before this? Yes, I was with him, we… we made love…' he thought, and a little red tainted his cheeks.
"But… but… then… what am I doing here then?" he asked again, grabbing hold of the blanket, bringing it up to his neck, trying to cover his bare flesh. Hijiri's innocent reaction made the doctor lick his lips, and he strode swiftly towards the boy. "Don't you remember, boy?" he took a seat on the bed, beside Hijiri's shivering form. "You came here, you had a fight with your friends, so I gave you comfort the best I can," he spoke again; lifting a hand to Hijiri's flushed cheek.
"I comforted you the way that I want…" the hand trailed to the side of his neck before going down to his shoulder. "I was the one who took you, Hijiri…" Muraki used both of his hands to pry open the blanket from the boy's body. A single tear slipped down Hijiri's cheek, remembering the day before, how he got here and how it all started. "Yes… I was the one who took your virginity… your innocence…" Muraki bent down to lick at the boy's neck and he came up again, landing a fierce kiss on Hijiri's lips.
"Iyaa!! Let go!" Hijiri broke the kiss and tried to get away but the doctor had both hands pinning his body on the bed. Again, the doctor's lips descended on his, bruising it, but Hijiri wasn't strong enough to push him away.
*Beep* *Beep*
Muraki was startled, and he fished his pager out of his coat pocket, reading for a while before frowning. Hijiri cowered backward, using the blanket as a shield. Muraki saw the movements, and shook his head.
"My poor doll, no matter what you try to do, you know you'll fall into my hands anytime I want you to…" he spoke, placing his hand behind Hijiri's neck before pulling him into a kiss. Hijiri suddenly lost all thoughts and laced his arms around the doctor, kissing him back, returning the passion. Hijiri threw his head back, neck arching as Muraki's lips went to kiss and suck the boy's neck.
Hijiri was soon automatically thrusting his hips against the doctor as the lips found a hardened nipple and began lapping, kissing, sucking and finally biting on it. The doctor licked all over his man breast, going down as Hijiri spread his legs, tossing the blankets aside. Muraki reached the boy's hard member and he licked the head first before using his hands to pump him. Hijiri began moaning and thrusting as pleasure set in, his body was flushed.
Suddenly the doctor pulled away, and he stood up, straightening his clothes. Hijiri stared at him with wide green orbs, "Sensei…" he whispered. Muraki smirked down at him. "Where are you going?" Hijiri innocently asked. "I don't think I should tie you down on the bed, because I know you won't run far away from me," he whispered in Hijiri's ear, his hand stroking the boy for a second before walking out the door, with Hijiri staring at the entrance where the doctor had just exited.
The boy slowly closed his legs, erection quickly disappearing and brought the blanket up. Wrapping his arms around his knees and burying his face in it, Hijiri sobbed painfully. "Baka!! Baka Hijiri!!" Tears of pain and anger spilled onto the white sheets. "BAKA!! Look what Tsuzuki think of you now!"
'I let him use me, I let him use me, I let him use me, I let him toy with me, how stupid can I get?!' he thought angrily in his heart, which was breaking in two inside. Hijiri rose tear streaked face, and he got up, looking for his clothes but finding none. Hijiri almost pulled his hair out of his head, but managed to stay rational, but for how long? He opened one of the doctor's closets and found it wasn't locked. Grabbing only a large white polo shirt and a pair of short pants, he put them on. The shirt went down his thighs, almost hiding the pants.
He rushed out of the door, ignoring the cries of the maids. He ran as fast as he could to the streets, avoiding some cars that swerved trying not to hit him. And the next thing he knew, he was panting in front of a cherry blossom park, his chest tightening as he fought for air. His breath coming out weezed. Not knowing where else to go, he sat on a bench, in front of a huge sakura tree. The pink petals showering down softly around him and he let on land on the palm of his hand.
'Sakura, pink and soft, always cheerful, just like Tsuzuki,' he thought. He tried to hold back his tears that were threatening him with knives to fall. 'Tsuzuki, just like a sakura petal, you're fragile, when you're hurt, you broke down but not for long,' he thought again. He blew the petal away, and it flew, spinning in the air before gravity brought it down on the ground. 'I've lost you, Tsuzuki, I lost you because I was stupid, I gave in to Muraki Sensei and I got tricked,' Flashbacks of the time when he met the doctor inside the cafeteria showed up, filling his mind and making him dizzy.
'I love you, Tsuzuki,'
*****
"I love you," Tsuzuki whispered suddenly, Hisoka still curled up in his arms. Tsuzuki kissed the top of his head, making Hisoka's blush a bit darker. It was already dark but Tsuzuki could still see the blush, and he smiled. Hisoka always looked cute, whenever a colour of red tinges his cheeks. But the boy had always tried to hide it, sometimes changing the topics, sometimes turning his face away, or even at times, he would change his facial expressions, into an angry one. But at times when Hisoka never did anything, Tsuzuki had cherished the moment, and framed it into his heart.
And this time, Hisoka just snuggled deeper, burying his flushed face in Tsuzuki's chest, a small, tiny smile forming on his lips. After a few minutes of silence, Tsuzuki was slightly disappointed when Hisoka didn't reply to his confession. But, that's okay, he knew Hisoka would have a hard time forming the three words, and Tsuzuki would give the boy all the time in the world. Even if it meant he had to wait forever, he would. He never cared whether Hisoka said it or not, words aren't everything.
Tsuzuki's lips came again to the top of his head, and he trailed it slowly down to his forehead, going down again to his cheeks, before brushing his lips against Hisoka's, softly, feathery touch. Hisoka's eyes fluttered closed as he leaned up, pressing his lips back to Tsuzuki's.
The kiss became hotter and hotter, as passion began building in their bodies. Tsuzuki's body was already on top of Hisoka's as his hands trailed up and down the boy's sides. Hisoka broke the kiss, looking deep into Tsuzuki's amethyst eyes before shutting his own tightly as Tsuzuki's mouth trailed down to his neck. Something inside Hisoka was trying to push Tsuzuki away as flashbacks of the times just a few days ago with the doctor came.
Tsuzuki's hands were already busy unbuttoning his shirt, spreading it, exposing his thin body. Hisoka whimpered as a flash of silver shone brightly in his eyes. 'NO! Tsuzuki needs this, I have to give him,' he thought. He felt kissed slowly going down his chest, and he clenched his fist on the sheets. 'It's a prove that I love him, I can't even say it aloud but at least I can give him my body,' he thought again. But no matter how much Hisoka tried to just avoid ugly visions, he couldn't.
'You slept with me, you offered your body to me, and you even have the face to give it to Tsuzuki, that stained body, sinned,' Hisoka screamed suddenly, the impact of the voice startled Tsuzuki and he pulled away, only to be shocked again as his sight was greeted with red. Red writings glowed all over Hisoka's body, and Tsuzuki could see them from Hisoka's exposed chest.
Hisoka quickly grabbed the sheets, covering his body with it, cowering backwards, staring at Tsuzuki with eyes that the brunette couldn't describe. It wasn't fear, nor was it regret. Then what was it? His gaze then shifted from Hisoka's eyes to his body, which were glowing red and the writings were slightly throbbing.
"Hi… Hisoka, where did these come from?" he asked suddenly, it wasn't the right time but he had to. And Hisoka simply turned away, not daring to meet Tsuzuki's eyes. Tsuzuki moved closer, trying to pull Hisoka into his arms, but the boy placed his hands on Tsuzuki's chest, halting his movements. "Don't… please…" Hisoka was shivering and he needed Tsuzuki's warmth, but he couldn't risk the brunette touching his stained body.
Hisoka removed his hands from Tsuzuki's body to button up his shirt, but he was shaking so bad that he couldn't fit the button into the hole. Seeing his troubles, Tsuzuki offered and helped him with his shirt. After the job was done, Hisoka made to get up from the bed, but a pair of arms then wrapped around him from behind, startling him. "Tsuzuki?"
"You're not the one to walk out of this room, 'Soka," Tsuzuki started. "I'm the one who made the mistakes, I should be the one to get out, I'm sorry, Hisoka," Tsuzuki released Hisoka from his hold and got up, walking straight to the door. Turning back, he saw tears in Hisoka's eyes, "Just remember, I love you," he whispered before exiting from the room.
Tears fell freely, and he gripped the sheets tighter, cursing himself to be so weak. "Tsuzuki, I'm sorry, I love you, but I can't say it, I don't know why," he spoke aloud, and buried his face in the covers, sobbing.
*****
Tsuzuki strolled around the park, it was already dark and there were less people around. He kicked a pebble repeatedly until it fell into a pond, bouncing on the water a couple of times before sinking. His thoughts went back to Hijiri. He had asked Hijiri to go and now, he wouldn't know where the boy is, and it made him worried. He had lived together with Hijiri far longer than Hisoka and he missed him.
He had asked Hijiri to go, cruelly. And he didn't even think about forgiveness at that time. He really couldn't think back then. And at second thought, he wondered why Hijiri acted the way he did. Hijiri had said the words that he wanted Hisoka to say so much! 'I love you.' Three simple words. And Hijiri said it to him, asked him to love him. To make love to him.
He never ever has seen Hijiri so needy before. The day before, Hijiri was completely fine, but then, nothing could be perfect.
*****
'I have nowhere to go and nowhere to run to,' Hijiri thought. Tsuzuki had gotten rid of the odd one out, that is, himself. To him, it wasn't Tsuzuki's fault. It was rather his own for acting foolishly, and stupidly. He would rather be named any negative one than being hated. He will take any harsh words from Tsuzuki but he wouldn't want the brunette to hate him. Harsh words and hate are the same that he couldn't separate their meanings.
He felt like Tsuzuki did the right thing. He knew already that Sensei did something to him, maybe drugged him to make him act the way he did, which is a whore. His heart hurts so much that he felt his chest tightening and he could die any moment. No, heartbreak couldn't kill, could it? 'Tsuzuki hates me, and now probably Hisoka hates me too, what's left in my life?' he thought bitterly.
Yes, heartbreak could kill. It could kill anyone alone, because loneliness won't rest unless it finds a victim. And unfortunately, the victim is he, Hijiri, and loneliness is already setting a poison in him to kill. The boy felt like his heart could explode any moment, literally.
'I know what to do,' he thought and got up from the bench, his legs a little sore but he ignored it and began running. Running as fast as he could. His aim is a building, a tall one, maybe a 30 story high. And his mission is to jump from the top of the building. So, before loneliness could kill him, he'd rather be killed by insanity.
In the midst of running, with his vision a little blurry, Hijiri bumped into something, or rather someone. And he fell, bottom first on the ground. His hand immediately went to his head, rubbing the sore place. "Ittai…" he moaned a little. Damn it, damn it all. He opened his eyes slowly and gasped softly.
"… Tsuzuki…" came the soft whisper from his lips. Remembering the things he did, hastily looked away, refusing to show the shame in his eyes to the one he love. 'Tsuzuki could kick me any time now,' he whispered, but it didn't happen, instead a hand was extended towards him. He slowly looked up; directing confused jade eyes to cheery amethyst ones.
"Here…" Hijiri hesitated for a while before accepting the hand, getting up with Tsuzuki's help and let his hands linger on the brunette's for a while. "Are you alright?" Tsuzuki asked, acting as if nothing ever happened between them. Hijiri bowed his head, refusing to look at the purple eyes, which saw his sins.
Tsuzuki tilted Hijiri's chin with his hand, making him look into his eyes. And at that moment, Hijiri broke down, "Tsuzuki… gomen nasai!!! Hontou ni gomen nasai!! I didn't mean to do it, Tsuzuki, I'm sorry," and he fell on his knees, clutching Tsuzuki's legs. The brunette's eyes soften, and he pulled Hijiri back to his feet, hugging him close to his chest.
"I'll forgive you, Hijiri," he whispered softly, "I can't stay mad at you forever anyway," Hijiri responses were tightening his hold on Tsuzuki's body, afraid that he was only dreaming.
"Let's go, Hijiri-kun, you're cold and shivering, and I bet you haven't eaten yet," came Tsuzuki's cheerful words again, and the boy couldn't help smiling as he released the older man.
"You… you'd still let me stay?" Hijiri asked, unsure and uncertain. "Hai… and I'll cook you dinner for tonight, I really don't want to see the three of us break apart," he softly added as Tsuzuki put his arms around Hijiri's shoulders and together they walked back to their home.
End of chapter 15
(A/N: Minna, again it's been a long time since I wrote, but I've got an explanation... actually I'm very busy with school works, our lecturer actually works us day and night, so I used the rest of my free times writing this, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it's a little boring at the end of this, but still more to come!!! It's not ended yet... so, read and review please!!!! I really need someone to review this!!! Really really neeeeeeedd it!!!!!!)
Jade green eyes opened as Hijiri woke up to an unfamiliar surroundings. The sun was just rising and he struggled to get up, but his whole body protested as it ached. He fell back down onto the soft bed, his head lying on the fluffy pillows, breathing hard. And the boy realized that he had no energy anymore to lift even his arms.
"Tsuzuki?" he called out. He rested for a while on the bed, before struggling to push himself up, sitting up right. The blanket sliding down his body, stopping at his waist. "Tsuzuki, where are you?" Hijiri called again.
Then he heard a click, and the door to his room opened, revealing his sensei, smiling at him. "Where's Tsuzuki?" the boy rubbed his temple before asking. The doctor smirked, "Tsuzuki? He's at home," Hijiri stared at the doctor, confusion visible on his face. 'Aren't I with Tsuzuki the day before this? Yes, I was with him, we… we made love…' he thought, and a little red tainted his cheeks.
"But… but… then… what am I doing here then?" he asked again, grabbing hold of the blanket, bringing it up to his neck, trying to cover his bare flesh. Hijiri's innocent reaction made the doctor lick his lips, and he strode swiftly towards the boy. "Don't you remember, boy?" he took a seat on the bed, beside Hijiri's shivering form. "You came here, you had a fight with your friends, so I gave you comfort the best I can," he spoke again; lifting a hand to Hijiri's flushed cheek.
"I comforted you the way that I want…" the hand trailed to the side of his neck before going down to his shoulder. "I was the one who took you, Hijiri…" Muraki used both of his hands to pry open the blanket from the boy's body. A single tear slipped down Hijiri's cheek, remembering the day before, how he got here and how it all started. "Yes… I was the one who took your virginity… your innocence…" Muraki bent down to lick at the boy's neck and he came up again, landing a fierce kiss on Hijiri's lips.
"Iyaa!! Let go!" Hijiri broke the kiss and tried to get away but the doctor had both hands pinning his body on the bed. Again, the doctor's lips descended on his, bruising it, but Hijiri wasn't strong enough to push him away.
*Beep* *Beep*
Muraki was startled, and he fished his pager out of his coat pocket, reading for a while before frowning. Hijiri cowered backward, using the blanket as a shield. Muraki saw the movements, and shook his head.
"My poor doll, no matter what you try to do, you know you'll fall into my hands anytime I want you to…" he spoke, placing his hand behind Hijiri's neck before pulling him into a kiss. Hijiri suddenly lost all thoughts and laced his arms around the doctor, kissing him back, returning the passion. Hijiri threw his head back, neck arching as Muraki's lips went to kiss and suck the boy's neck.
Hijiri was soon automatically thrusting his hips against the doctor as the lips found a hardened nipple and began lapping, kissing, sucking and finally biting on it. The doctor licked all over his man breast, going down as Hijiri spread his legs, tossing the blankets aside. Muraki reached the boy's hard member and he licked the head first before using his hands to pump him. Hijiri began moaning and thrusting as pleasure set in, his body was flushed.
Suddenly the doctor pulled away, and he stood up, straightening his clothes. Hijiri stared at him with wide green orbs, "Sensei…" he whispered. Muraki smirked down at him. "Where are you going?" Hijiri innocently asked. "I don't think I should tie you down on the bed, because I know you won't run far away from me," he whispered in Hijiri's ear, his hand stroking the boy for a second before walking out the door, with Hijiri staring at the entrance where the doctor had just exited.
The boy slowly closed his legs, erection quickly disappearing and brought the blanket up. Wrapping his arms around his knees and burying his face in it, Hijiri sobbed painfully. "Baka!! Baka Hijiri!!" Tears of pain and anger spilled onto the white sheets. "BAKA!! Look what Tsuzuki think of you now!"
'I let him use me, I let him use me, I let him use me, I let him toy with me, how stupid can I get?!' he thought angrily in his heart, which was breaking in two inside. Hijiri rose tear streaked face, and he got up, looking for his clothes but finding none. Hijiri almost pulled his hair out of his head, but managed to stay rational, but for how long? He opened one of the doctor's closets and found it wasn't locked. Grabbing only a large white polo shirt and a pair of short pants, he put them on. The shirt went down his thighs, almost hiding the pants.
He rushed out of the door, ignoring the cries of the maids. He ran as fast as he could to the streets, avoiding some cars that swerved trying not to hit him. And the next thing he knew, he was panting in front of a cherry blossom park, his chest tightening as he fought for air. His breath coming out weezed. Not knowing where else to go, he sat on a bench, in front of a huge sakura tree. The pink petals showering down softly around him and he let on land on the palm of his hand.
'Sakura, pink and soft, always cheerful, just like Tsuzuki,' he thought. He tried to hold back his tears that were threatening him with knives to fall. 'Tsuzuki, just like a sakura petal, you're fragile, when you're hurt, you broke down but not for long,' he thought again. He blew the petal away, and it flew, spinning in the air before gravity brought it down on the ground. 'I've lost you, Tsuzuki, I lost you because I was stupid, I gave in to Muraki Sensei and I got tricked,' Flashbacks of the time when he met the doctor inside the cafeteria showed up, filling his mind and making him dizzy.
'I love you, Tsuzuki,'
*****
"I love you," Tsuzuki whispered suddenly, Hisoka still curled up in his arms. Tsuzuki kissed the top of his head, making Hisoka's blush a bit darker. It was already dark but Tsuzuki could still see the blush, and he smiled. Hisoka always looked cute, whenever a colour of red tinges his cheeks. But the boy had always tried to hide it, sometimes changing the topics, sometimes turning his face away, or even at times, he would change his facial expressions, into an angry one. But at times when Hisoka never did anything, Tsuzuki had cherished the moment, and framed it into his heart.
And this time, Hisoka just snuggled deeper, burying his flushed face in Tsuzuki's chest, a small, tiny smile forming on his lips. After a few minutes of silence, Tsuzuki was slightly disappointed when Hisoka didn't reply to his confession. But, that's okay, he knew Hisoka would have a hard time forming the three words, and Tsuzuki would give the boy all the time in the world. Even if it meant he had to wait forever, he would. He never cared whether Hisoka said it or not, words aren't everything.
Tsuzuki's lips came again to the top of his head, and he trailed it slowly down to his forehead, going down again to his cheeks, before brushing his lips against Hisoka's, softly, feathery touch. Hisoka's eyes fluttered closed as he leaned up, pressing his lips back to Tsuzuki's.
The kiss became hotter and hotter, as passion began building in their bodies. Tsuzuki's body was already on top of Hisoka's as his hands trailed up and down the boy's sides. Hisoka broke the kiss, looking deep into Tsuzuki's amethyst eyes before shutting his own tightly as Tsuzuki's mouth trailed down to his neck. Something inside Hisoka was trying to push Tsuzuki away as flashbacks of the times just a few days ago with the doctor came.
Tsuzuki's hands were already busy unbuttoning his shirt, spreading it, exposing his thin body. Hisoka whimpered as a flash of silver shone brightly in his eyes. 'NO! Tsuzuki needs this, I have to give him,' he thought. He felt kissed slowly going down his chest, and he clenched his fist on the sheets. 'It's a prove that I love him, I can't even say it aloud but at least I can give him my body,' he thought again. But no matter how much Hisoka tried to just avoid ugly visions, he couldn't.
'You slept with me, you offered your body to me, and you even have the face to give it to Tsuzuki, that stained body, sinned,' Hisoka screamed suddenly, the impact of the voice startled Tsuzuki and he pulled away, only to be shocked again as his sight was greeted with red. Red writings glowed all over Hisoka's body, and Tsuzuki could see them from Hisoka's exposed chest.
Hisoka quickly grabbed the sheets, covering his body with it, cowering backwards, staring at Tsuzuki with eyes that the brunette couldn't describe. It wasn't fear, nor was it regret. Then what was it? His gaze then shifted from Hisoka's eyes to his body, which were glowing red and the writings were slightly throbbing.
"Hi… Hisoka, where did these come from?" he asked suddenly, it wasn't the right time but he had to. And Hisoka simply turned away, not daring to meet Tsuzuki's eyes. Tsuzuki moved closer, trying to pull Hisoka into his arms, but the boy placed his hands on Tsuzuki's chest, halting his movements. "Don't… please…" Hisoka was shivering and he needed Tsuzuki's warmth, but he couldn't risk the brunette touching his stained body.
Hisoka removed his hands from Tsuzuki's body to button up his shirt, but he was shaking so bad that he couldn't fit the button into the hole. Seeing his troubles, Tsuzuki offered and helped him with his shirt. After the job was done, Hisoka made to get up from the bed, but a pair of arms then wrapped around him from behind, startling him. "Tsuzuki?"
"You're not the one to walk out of this room, 'Soka," Tsuzuki started. "I'm the one who made the mistakes, I should be the one to get out, I'm sorry, Hisoka," Tsuzuki released Hisoka from his hold and got up, walking straight to the door. Turning back, he saw tears in Hisoka's eyes, "Just remember, I love you," he whispered before exiting from the room.
Tears fell freely, and he gripped the sheets tighter, cursing himself to be so weak. "Tsuzuki, I'm sorry, I love you, but I can't say it, I don't know why," he spoke aloud, and buried his face in the covers, sobbing.
*****
Tsuzuki strolled around the park, it was already dark and there were less people around. He kicked a pebble repeatedly until it fell into a pond, bouncing on the water a couple of times before sinking. His thoughts went back to Hijiri. He had asked Hijiri to go and now, he wouldn't know where the boy is, and it made him worried. He had lived together with Hijiri far longer than Hisoka and he missed him.
He had asked Hijiri to go, cruelly. And he didn't even think about forgiveness at that time. He really couldn't think back then. And at second thought, he wondered why Hijiri acted the way he did. Hijiri had said the words that he wanted Hisoka to say so much! 'I love you.' Three simple words. And Hijiri said it to him, asked him to love him. To make love to him.
He never ever has seen Hijiri so needy before. The day before, Hijiri was completely fine, but then, nothing could be perfect.
*****
'I have nowhere to go and nowhere to run to,' Hijiri thought. Tsuzuki had gotten rid of the odd one out, that is, himself. To him, it wasn't Tsuzuki's fault. It was rather his own for acting foolishly, and stupidly. He would rather be named any negative one than being hated. He will take any harsh words from Tsuzuki but he wouldn't want the brunette to hate him. Harsh words and hate are the same that he couldn't separate their meanings.
He felt like Tsuzuki did the right thing. He knew already that Sensei did something to him, maybe drugged him to make him act the way he did, which is a whore. His heart hurts so much that he felt his chest tightening and he could die any moment. No, heartbreak couldn't kill, could it? 'Tsuzuki hates me, and now probably Hisoka hates me too, what's left in my life?' he thought bitterly.
Yes, heartbreak could kill. It could kill anyone alone, because loneliness won't rest unless it finds a victim. And unfortunately, the victim is he, Hijiri, and loneliness is already setting a poison in him to kill. The boy felt like his heart could explode any moment, literally.
'I know what to do,' he thought and got up from the bench, his legs a little sore but he ignored it and began running. Running as fast as he could. His aim is a building, a tall one, maybe a 30 story high. And his mission is to jump from the top of the building. So, before loneliness could kill him, he'd rather be killed by insanity.
In the midst of running, with his vision a little blurry, Hijiri bumped into something, or rather someone. And he fell, bottom first on the ground. His hand immediately went to his head, rubbing the sore place. "Ittai…" he moaned a little. Damn it, damn it all. He opened his eyes slowly and gasped softly.
"… Tsuzuki…" came the soft whisper from his lips. Remembering the things he did, hastily looked away, refusing to show the shame in his eyes to the one he love. 'Tsuzuki could kick me any time now,' he whispered, but it didn't happen, instead a hand was extended towards him. He slowly looked up; directing confused jade eyes to cheery amethyst ones.
"Here…" Hijiri hesitated for a while before accepting the hand, getting up with Tsuzuki's help and let his hands linger on the brunette's for a while. "Are you alright?" Tsuzuki asked, acting as if nothing ever happened between them. Hijiri bowed his head, refusing to look at the purple eyes, which saw his sins.
Tsuzuki tilted Hijiri's chin with his hand, making him look into his eyes. And at that moment, Hijiri broke down, "Tsuzuki… gomen nasai!!! Hontou ni gomen nasai!! I didn't mean to do it, Tsuzuki, I'm sorry," and he fell on his knees, clutching Tsuzuki's legs. The brunette's eyes soften, and he pulled Hijiri back to his feet, hugging him close to his chest.
"I'll forgive you, Hijiri," he whispered softly, "I can't stay mad at you forever anyway," Hijiri responses were tightening his hold on Tsuzuki's body, afraid that he was only dreaming.
"Let's go, Hijiri-kun, you're cold and shivering, and I bet you haven't eaten yet," came Tsuzuki's cheerful words again, and the boy couldn't help smiling as he released the older man.
"You… you'd still let me stay?" Hijiri asked, unsure and uncertain. "Hai… and I'll cook you dinner for tonight, I really don't want to see the three of us break apart," he softly added as Tsuzuki put his arms around Hijiri's shoulders and together they walked back to their home.
End of chapter 15
(A/N: Minna, again it's been a long time since I wrote, but I've got an explanation... actually I'm very busy with school works, our lecturer actually works us day and night, so I used the rest of my free times writing this, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it's a little boring at the end of this, but still more to come!!! It's not ended yet... so, read and review please!!!! I really need someone to review this!!! Really really neeeeeeedd it!!!!!!)