AI AI! I'm so sorry for not updating, guys! I've been really busy and blah blah (out come more excuses). So yeah, here's the next chapter. I tried to make Kouichi different than how everyone else pictures him, which is usually as the matchmaker who's always happy-go-lucky, tooth-achingly sweet, and hyper beyond all belief.
I also probably messed up Kouji's personality. Yay!
And I'm sorry it's so short! _
AND I think FF.net hates me. *smacks formatting* WORK YOU DEVIL
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*briiiing*
Shut up…*brriiing briiing*
I don't want to pick up the stupid phone. Lemmie sleep.
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"Kooouji!!"
"Whaug?"
Kouji sat up quickly, glancing from side to side. Had he fallen asleep? He glanced down at the book he had been reading and groaned, "Gross… Now Harry Potter's covered in drool." He sighed deeply, then yelled back to his step-mother.
"What?"
"Phone for you!"
Sighing again, he stood up slowly and stretched, glancing at the clock. It was kind of late, around 10 or so. Who would want to call him at this hour? He walked down the hall and took the phone his step-mother held out to him as she went back to the couch to read her own book. Mumbling a thanks, he held it up to his ear.
"Moshi moshi…" he said, rather un-enthusiastically.
"Hello Kouji," a deep voice answered.
"Hello nii-san. How are you?" Kouji said, a smile coming to his face.
"I'm fine," Kouichi said, then quickly changed the subject. "Hey Kouji, have you seen Takuya today?"
Kouji tried to hide his blush though no one was around. Immedietly he put up a few defensive walls. "Yes, what's it to you?"
"Oh nothing, I just saw him running by me this afternoon, crying his eyes out."
Kouji breathed in sharply. "Crying? Do you know why?"
"Nope," Kouichi answered truthfully, "though I think it has something to do with you. He's tough. It's not like he'd just start crying over nothing."
Kouji didn't comment.
His twin sighed. "Kouji, what did you do to him?"
"Are you accusing me?!" he yelled into the phone. It couldn't have been his fault!
"Yes. Whatever you did to Takuya hurt him bad. And I'm betting you don't even know what you did wrong."
Kouji stared at his feet, keeping silent.
"I'm right, aren't I?"
"Kouichi…"
"Kouji, you gotta do something about it. I know you like him, and I also get the feeling that he likes you back."
"Wha?"
"Kouji, don't act like an idiot."
"I'm not!"
Kouichi sighed. "Come on Kouji. You gotta do something. At least try to tell him how you feel. Please?"
"Two words. No. Way."
"Aww, come on! The worst he could do is reject you!"
"Kouichi!" Kouji yelled, "It's a LOT worse than that! He could hate me, or be all homophobic or something! Then he'd never talk to me again!"
"I don't think he'd do that."
"Give me a good reason why he wouldn't!"
"Because he loves you."
Kouji put his hand on his head.
"Kouichi…"
Kouji heard a sound like someone punching the wall. "God dammit, Kouji! Why are you always so pessimistic?!"
"Because I don't want to hurt him."
Silence.
"I don't want anyone to get hurt, especially him."
"Kouji…"
"Goodbye, Kouichi."
"Kouji! You won't hurt him! You're hurting him by not tell-"
Kouji hung up. He turned around and walked to his room, softly shutting his door behind him. He turned off the lights and fell onto his bed. It was obvious what Kouichi was gonna say on the phone, but it wasn't true. Takuya was the kind of guy who would fall in love with some random beautiful girl he saved from drowning or something stupid, and then get married and live happily ever after.
"Takuya…"
He sighed.
"I still want to tell you."
Just some random girl…
"But it's impossible."
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Yeah. I know. It was too short. _ *sighs* I'm sorry guys, but I've been getting writer's block lately (artist's block too, but we won't get into that) and I just haven't been inspired to write this story. But this weekend, I wrote this, and now I'm working on the next chapter (Izumi's getting the fuka! Yay! ^_^) That's all… bai.
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