Ooh. I'm glad you like this story =D I've never tried humor before.
Tomoki: I'm funny too! Why aren't I in the story?
There, there. Don't cry. I was wondering, is 'sweatdropping' an actual verb? XD
Alone with a freak
Part 4
" Takuya, I'm Kouji. You know? Kouji. Not Kouichi. Remember?"
The sick boy blinked. He was totally oblivious to Kouji's words. He was sure that was Kouichi in front of him. Well, it was better than being Takuya's mother or uncle or grandma...
" And why are you in my house again, Kouichi?" Takuya asked while still laying in his bed.
" You're sick, remember?"
" You're taking care of me? That's nice of you. But all by yourself? I'd thought you would have brought Kouji."
Kouji saw another great opportunity of getting the info he wanted to hear out of Takuya while the sick boy thought he was someone else. " Why would you want me to bring Kouji along, Takuya?"
Takuya turned his back to his friend. " Err... In case I'm too much trouble for you?"
" Really? Is that the only reason?"
" Well... hey I don't like the way this conversation is going!"
Kouji was disappointed. " Oh well. That's just too bad... Cause I, I mean... Kouji told me something really interesting about you..."
Takuya was diying with curiosity, but wouldn't show it. " Yeah? So what."
" You sure you don't want to know what Kouji told me about you??" He made that sound very intriguing.
"……no..."
" Are you really, really sure?
" Yes! I mean no... I mean tell me!"
Kouji grinned. " I changed my mind. I don't want to tell you anymore."
Takuya grabbed Kouji's shirt. " Come on, tell me! What did he say?"
" I can't tell you unless you tell me how you feel about Kouji."
" Wait a minute! You're just trying to know the truth cause you wanna keep Kouji all to yourself!"
" What are you talking about? I just... aw nevermind." Trying to know Takuya's feelings with a cheap trick like this was shameful anyways.
Takuya pouted for a minute. Then smiled greatly as he watched the door of his room.
" Hey, Kouji! What's up?" The brunette waved at the door.
Instinctively, Kouji turned around to look at the doorway and obviously no one was there at all.
" Who are you waving at, Takuya? I'm right here." Kouji sweatdropped.
Takuya totally ignored the real Kouji, and started a conversation with the non-existant one.
" What are you doing here? Yes. No, I'm fine. Really. You're wrong. I'm telling you I don't need you. You always have to show off, uh? What? Is that so? Well you're just...
Kouji just stared as Takuya argued with no one. Boy, when would Takuya's mom come home??
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Meanwhile, back in school
Kouichi was finally out of detention. He took back his cell phone, grabbed his stuff and ran out the school. As soon as he was in the street, he got his phone out of his pocket.
" Ok! Now I can finally talk to Kouji."
He would finally be able to see if Kouji was in trouble or something. He dialed his brother's number and waited… He heard no tone.
" What the??"
A little logo appeared in the corner. Dead battery.
" NOOOOOOO!!!"
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Back at Takuya's house.
Exhausted from that demanding babysitting, Kouji had unwillingly fallen asleep. Knees on the floor, his face rested in his arms on the bed. Takuya had now stopped his conversation with "Kouji" and had totally forgotten what happened already. He noticed the sleeping boy beside him. Smiling, he touched his friend's hair and stroked it faintly... before yanking on his ponytail really hard.
" Gaaaaah! Wha? What did you do that for, stupid!!" The now awake boy took back his ponytail from the crazy guy and held the back of his head in pain. " You're a moron Takuya! I don't know why I even put up with you!"
" Did Ta-chan do something wrong, mommy?" The now childhish Takuya said, tears filling his eyes.
" It's not gonna work this time, Takuya! I'm sick of you!" The angry kid turned his back to Takuya.
The sad brunette crawled down the bed to look at Kouji's face, but the latter turned away again. More tears falling down, Takuya crawled on Kouji's lap, clinched his shirt and cried in his friend's chest like a four year old would.
" I'm sorry! I won't do it again, mommy! I'm sorry for pulling Shinya's hair! I'm sorry! Please don't hate me!"
Suddenly, Kouji couldn't help but feel really bad. Sure, Takuya was crying because of something that never happened and it was just because of his fever. Still, it was his fault that Takuya was crying like that. Kouji thought it was heartbreaking to watch a child cry like that. Even if in Takuya's case he was just a child in his head right now.
" There, there! It's okay. Mommy doesn't hate you. But don't hurt your brother anymore. Ok?" Kouji held the crying boy closer and stroked his back. " You're a big boy now. So don't cry anymore, ok?"
This would have looked like a sweet mother and child moment, except the child was as big as the mother, and the mother was male...Oh well.
Takuya wiped his eyes. " Ok! I won't cry anymore, mommy! I love you mommy!" He cuddled against Kouji some more and then kissed his cheek.
Kouji blushed. So what if this was just a result of Takuya's fever? It was still great... " I love you too, Takuya."
The two held each other a little longer until...
" Mommy!!! The pervert is in my room again!!!!!HELP!!"
Kouji had to restrain himself from killing Takuya. Why can't these sweet moments last??WHY??