5
We collected his stuff as he turned to his group.
"you guys sure you'll be fine with clean up?" They all nodded. "Id stay, but i gotta get my little brother home."
He took my hand and waved at everyone as he turned quick on his heels towards the exit.
"Matt are you sure you can hold my hand like this."
"your my little brother, you think somebody will actually question why i hold your hand?" He smiled at me.
"well...no."
He opened the door as a rush of cold air chilled his body.
"damn its cold out here." He gripped on to my hand tighter.
I looked down at his hoodie i held tightly in my hand.
"here." I handed it to him.
"its okay I'll be fine T.K."
"No take it please, i already have a big long sleeve shirt on."
He took it from me and handed me his guitar from off his back. He slid it over his head. I played a few notes on a song we wrote together. He looked at me as I smiled. but that smile soon faded as he didnt smile back, it was just a faint stare.
"Whats wrong yamato?"
"nothing." He took the guiter form me and swung it back around his back, he continued to stare.
"Yama? please...whats wrong?"
"You've been practicing?"
"Yeah." i looked at him confused.
His face slowly turned to a sad look as his eyes his eyes filled up with tears.
"oh takeru, youve been practicing." He threw his arms around me.
"is it really that surprising Yama."
"I dont know how to explain it Takeru, but im really touched that you actually play our..song."
"Matt? was that song you sung tonight, your ballad...was it for me?"
"yeah, it was."
Tears slid down my cheeks onto matts shoulders as he held me close. He took me by the hand again as we walked towards his car. He opened my door for me again as I climbed in. I started up the car and took out my Gackt CD.
"Why'd you take it out?" Matt asked me.
"I just wanted to put something else in, is that okay?"
Matt caresed my cheek with his hand as I smiled warmly at him.
"its fine, put what ever you want in, k bro."
I smiled as I dug into my book-bag some more, I finally found what i was looking for. I slid it in and turned it down a little form where i had gackt. The song Bois soothed both of us as my head leaned against the cold glass. I felt so content at that moment, matt shifted gears as I slid my hands across the seat to lay it down on his hand on the shift. I turned his hand over and laced my fingers through his and held his hand tightly. He smiled as i rested my head on the seat between us, he felt his fingers run through my hair as he let my hand go, I closed my eyes.
"I love you Takeru." I closed my eyes, those words, how? How could three words make me feel so full of happiness, im never happy, not really. But when Im with matt, everything is differant, i dont have to pretend about anything, at all. He always made me feel comfortable, that i could always be myself around him when ever i wanted to. I never hasd to hide anything from him, he knew me thats why. Thats why i loved him so much, becuz he would always understand everything that im going through, or about to go through, that he would always be there, to hold me, to kiss me, to watch my cartoons with me that i know he hates, yet watches anyways, becuz hes with me. No matter what im doing as long as he can be next to me hes happy, like me. I felt his soft hands run through my hair somemore as I sighed in content. I slid my hand towards his leg, i clenched onto his lose fitting black pants and pulled my head closer to his lap.
"i love you to...onisan."
We collected his stuff as he turned to his group.
"you guys sure you'll be fine with clean up?" They all nodded. "Id stay, but i gotta get my little brother home."
He took my hand and waved at everyone as he turned quick on his heels towards the exit.
"Matt are you sure you can hold my hand like this."
"your my little brother, you think somebody will actually question why i hold your hand?" He smiled at me.
"well...no."
He opened the door as a rush of cold air chilled his body.
"damn its cold out here." He gripped on to my hand tighter.
I looked down at his hoodie i held tightly in my hand.
"here." I handed it to him.
"its okay I'll be fine T.K."
"No take it please, i already have a big long sleeve shirt on."
He took it from me and handed me his guitar from off his back. He slid it over his head. I played a few notes on a song we wrote together. He looked at me as I smiled. but that smile soon faded as he didnt smile back, it was just a faint stare.
"Whats wrong yamato?"
"nothing." He took the guiter form me and swung it back around his back, he continued to stare.
"Yama? please...whats wrong?"
"You've been practicing?"
"Yeah." i looked at him confused.
His face slowly turned to a sad look as his eyes his eyes filled up with tears.
"oh takeru, youve been practicing." He threw his arms around me.
"is it really that surprising Yama."
"I dont know how to explain it Takeru, but im really touched that you actually play our..song."
"Matt? was that song you sung tonight, your ballad...was it for me?"
"yeah, it was."
Tears slid down my cheeks onto matts shoulders as he held me close. He took me by the hand again as we walked towards his car. He opened my door for me again as I climbed in. I started up the car and took out my Gackt CD.
"Why'd you take it out?" Matt asked me.
"I just wanted to put something else in, is that okay?"
Matt caresed my cheek with his hand as I smiled warmly at him.
"its fine, put what ever you want in, k bro."
I smiled as I dug into my book-bag some more, I finally found what i was looking for. I slid it in and turned it down a little form where i had gackt. The song Bois soothed both of us as my head leaned against the cold glass. I felt so content at that moment, matt shifted gears as I slid my hands across the seat to lay it down on his hand on the shift. I turned his hand over and laced my fingers through his and held his hand tightly. He smiled as i rested my head on the seat between us, he felt his fingers run through my hair as he let my hand go, I closed my eyes.
"I love you Takeru." I closed my eyes, those words, how? How could three words make me feel so full of happiness, im never happy, not really. But when Im with matt, everything is differant, i dont have to pretend about anything, at all. He always made me feel comfortable, that i could always be myself around him when ever i wanted to. I never hasd to hide anything from him, he knew me thats why. Thats why i loved him so much, becuz he would always understand everything that im going through, or about to go through, that he would always be there, to hold me, to kiss me, to watch my cartoons with me that i know he hates, yet watches anyways, becuz hes with me. No matter what im doing as long as he can be next to me hes happy, like me. I felt his soft hands run through my hair somemore as I sighed in content. I slid my hand towards his leg, i clenched onto his lose fitting black pants and pulled my head closer to his lap.
"i love you to...onisan."