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AN: Gomenasai, gomenasai. gomenasai!!!! I know I have not updated this fic for...er... nearly two months? Oh my God! But please understand, I just have my final test two weeks ago. So I don't have the appropriate time for finishing this fic. What makes the things worse; I'll receive my study report from school the day after tomorrow and I don't think I'll have a good score....TT Anyway, please enjoy this chapter. Oh, and thanks to my wonderful reviews, I'm sorry I've disappointing you for not updating this fic earlier, guys. Really, I'm sorry. I wish you could understand how much I hate school... I'm sorry I can't mention and payback your review like I always do, because it's already 3 AM and I just have two and a half hour to sleep. Once again, I'm sorry.
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The brunette and redhead kissed in Ran's Porsche for a moment. When they broke up, they stared at each other, and finally Ken muttered 'Thanks' before got out from that luxurious car. He ran to his bedroom, avoiding glances and whispers from the maids. When he got into his bedroom, he founded his Dad was there. Standing right in the middle, and did nothing. He looks like an idiot... was the first thing came into Ken's mind.
"Hey, you're home kiddo!" greeted Mr. Hidaka cheerfully.
"Yeah, what are you doing here anyway? Aren't you supposed to working by now?" Ken asked as he sat on the nearby sofa.
"Well, that's true. But I want to get some times alone with my precious son. It's quite boring working in the office all day, after all."
"So?"
"What do you mean by 'so'? Aren't you happy with the fact that you're going to spend your useless time with your beloved Dad?" Mr. Hidaka pouted.
"Hai, hai. Now, what do you want to do?"
"No, what do YOU want to do?" The older guy replied.
"I wanna sleep."
"Don't you have anything you want except sleeping all day? Oh c'mon, Ken! If you're sleeping all day, you'll become a pig! No, and no soccer today." Mr. Hidaka added when he saw Ken's mouth opened.
"Hmh! Well then, let's go to Sports Mall! I want to buy soccer things."
"Sighed All right, you'll have them."
"Yay!" With that, Ken stormed out from his room while his Father followed him from behind. He nearly bumped Shin if his reflexes didn't stop him.
"Whoa, slow down, Young Master! Where are you going?" asked the butler.
"Sports Mall, Shin!" Ken grinned sheepishly. Shin looked up above Ken's head and saw his Master walked slowly, who smiled at him. He smiled back and bowed politely.
"Ken, get in the car first. I need to speak with you mother. Don't worry, it won't take long," Mr. Hidaka assured his son by kissed him on the forehead. The Young Master stormed out and when he saw his mother, 'Hi Mom!' was heard. Mr. Hidaka approached his wife, who shook her head seeing Ken's action.
"So, you succeeds?" asked the woman.
"Yeah. I hope it works this time. Crawford's prediction was right. Ken will choose Sports Mall to go."
"That boy always too easy to read. He's so naïve and innocent."
"Well, if I were you, I'll think about the word innocent twice. I really don't think he's too innocent. He got that damn mouth after all....See you tonight, dear." Mr. Hidaka kissed his wife's cheek before went to his car. Mrs. Hidaka smiled and shook her head once again before picked her phone. She dialed Crawford's number.
"Ah, Crawford. Ken went to Sports Mall with his father, just like what you thought before. And what's your next plan after this..."
On the other hand, Fujimiya Ran was having difficult times. After he kissed Ken in, he drove straight to his house. He left his car on the security's hand before walked calmly to his room. On his way there, he heard his father called him from the living room. Being politely as always, he came in and greeted his father.
"Good afternoon, Father. Is there anything you wanted to tell me?" His father nodded in response.
"Yes, there is. You see, my golf sticks are getting rotten, so I decided to buy a new one," said Mr. Fujimiya. Ran twitched at hearing this. His father's golf sticks are brand-new! He just bought them three days ago and how could they are getting rotten? Whoa, his father really need a special lesson on how to lies to his children. But, being quiet as always, Ran chose to remain silent.
"And I want you to come with me into the Sport Mall."
"What?" Wait a minute. Something's going wrong here. His father asked him to go to Sport Mall?! Hell no! He HATE crowds, and Malls were the last things Ran wanted to go.
"I want you to accompany me to the Sport Mall," repeated Mr. Fujimiya calmly.
"Why don't you ask Aya? She would love to go with you." He congratulated himself because founding undeniable fact. Aya LOVED crowds.
"Well, I asked her before but she said she needs to finish some papers."
"What about mother?"
"She will visit your going-to-be-mother-in-law's house."
"Why?" He couldn't help but curious because he had a bad, very bad feeling about this.
"How am I supposed to know? Are you going to accompany me or not?"
"Sighed All right, all right. I'll go with you."
"Great! Now get in the car, I need to speak with your mother," said Mr. Fujimiya. Ran nodded and headed to his father's car. When he saw his mother, he gave her a small kiss on cheek and muttered, 'Why Kami-sama? Why me?' thousand times. Mrs. Fujimiya smiled and told her husband.
"Rei told me Ken and Youzen are going to Sports Mall five minutes ago."
"Perfect. Now see you at dinner. Ran is going to be more furious if I make him waiting any longer."
And here they were, Ken Hidaka and his father, shopping at the Sports Mall. Well actually it was more liked Mr. Hidaka was dragged here and there by Ken. They bought T-Shirts, balls, shoes, posters, and many other soccer things. Every store in that mall was eager to make those two shopped in their store. They knew the brunette was a soccer-mania and named Japanese who didn't know who Mr. Hidaka and how rich he was.
"Dad! I want to buy this T-Shirt! It's cool, nee?"
"Ken, you bought eleven T-Shirts already!" said Mr. Hidaka desperately.
"But none of them is as cool as this! Besides, I don't have any Germany T-Shirt!" reasoned Ken. His father looked at him doubtingly.
"Oh c'mon, Dad! Pleaseeee...." pleaded Ken with his wide puppy-eyes.
"Sighed All right, all right! Get them!" Well, they hadn't met The Fujimiyas right? So they had to at that damn mall longer...
"Yay! Love you Dad!" Ken gave that T-shirt to the nearby shopkeeper. After paying all the bills –with the shopkeepers was grinning maniacally- they walked out from the store, gave those purchased items to their bodyguards, and walked to another shops.
"Ara? Isn't that Youzen?" Suddenly new voice joined them. They spun and saw who greeted them: Mr. Fujimiya and his son. Ken was obviously surprised to see Ran. And he was blushing furiously when their gazes met. How cute...thought Ran when he saw Ken blushing.
"Makoto! What a coincidence! Fancy meeting you here!" said Mr. Hidaka warmly.
"I'm glad to see you, Youzen. Well, do you want to discuss the problems in our group lately? This joining group has some troubles about the teamwork. I tried to contact you few hours ago but Rei told me you are not at home."
"Yes, I need to accompany my dearest son. He said he wants to buy some soccer things."
"Perfect. I need to buy some golf sticks too, but Ran can buy them for me."
"All right, then. Ken, why don't you buy your other soccer things with Ran?" asked Mr. Hidaka with an innocent smile. Ken really wanted to smack that smile from his father's face. How could his father do this?!
Okay, so Ken and Ran went shopping together, with Nagi and Schuldig behind them, spying. The matchmakers' job was to make those two betrothed talking. But that mission was quite unsuccessful, for nobody had spoken anything.
After some boring walking, Ran spotted a familiar figure. Guess who was that? Yep, Kudou Youji, the lanky-blonde. Ran eyed his best friend carefully, trying to figure out who was the unlucky girl this time. Perhaps the previous girl from Pisa's café?
When they got near to the playboy, Ran realized that it was not girl this time, but a guy. An extremely bishounen-looking guy. Ran's infamous smirk appeared on his face. Well, well, well. He didn't know Youji was THAT kind of guy.
The same goes with Ken. The brunette recognized a bishounen figure, known as Tsukiyono Omi. Besides him, there was an extremely playboy-look guy. Ken frowned at this sight. His best friend was going to be deceived by an unknown playboy guy! Unfair!
The two betrothed approached the other couple. Ran was the one who spoke first.
"Yo, Youji. I see you bring your BOYfriend."
"Ran? What are you doing here? I didn't expect to meet you here, don't you hate crowds?" asked Youji with a surprise tone.
"Ken-kun? Wow, this is a pleasant surprise! I thought you still need to finish some papers for the next script, I didn't know you'll shop here."
"Well, actually, yes. Those damn papers haven't finished, but my Dad said he'll buy me some soccer things, so why not? It's just rare to spend your time with your usually busy Dad, isn't it?" answered Ken.
"Hey, Ran! Is this the guy you told me? The one you're betrothed to?" asked the playboy with a naughty smile. "Not bad, pretty cute actually," he continued.
"Shut up, Kudou," threatened Ran with his you'll be dead tone plus a death glare. Somehow, he didn't want anybody to go disrespect let alone flirt at Ken. Of course Kudou Youji was the first man categorized under Ran's new list: Dangerous guy for Ken.
Omi's genius brain suspected something. Why did this Ran guy defend Ken? Before he could think any further, the playboy had spoken again.
"Geez, you really don't have any sense of humor, do you Ran? It's just a joke, you know," muttered Kudou. Omi decided to interfere.
"Youji-kun, I think we better leave these two. They need some times alone," said Omi, trying to be as innocent as possible while at the same time Ken gave him some undeath-glares.
"Yeah, you're right, Omi. Let alone, we still have some business to take care of, right?" Youji winked and made our favorite bishounen blushing cutely.
"Okay, I think that one has succeeded. All we need now is finding that Crawford guy. But where can we find him?" said Omi while his eyes were searching for the certain American guy.
"Gosh, I don't know I'm such a talented actor, Omi." What the hell are you talking about? Aren't you always acting so professionally if you want to seduce women? Youji's inner personality corrected himself immediately.
"Who said that? Even a five years old boy could do it better than you, baka playboy!" New voice joined their conversation. The blondes turned around and saw the Pirate guy and the American. Farfarello was busy licking his precious blades, while Crawford glared at them. To be precise, the glasses man was glaring at Kudou Youji.
"What do you mean by that? Can't you see I was acting so professionally?" asked Youji with pissed tone.
"You're supposed to make those two speaking, not leaving them alone like that without any conversation at all," said Crawford with his cool tone.
"But that was not my fault! Omi was the one who came with the idea to leave them, and not me!"
"Whoever faults was that, I'm really really disappointed. I would never ask for your help again."
"Even if you kiss my shoe and begging me for helping you, I would not do that, thank you very much," said Youji with a little bit of sarcasm.
"You need to learn how to use your tongue, smart ass." Farfarello leaned closer to Youji and pressed the blonde's neck with one of his special knives.
"Okay, okay. We're sorry all right? Now, we have more business to take care of, so if you would, please excuse us." Omi quickly interfere. The bishounen was a member of Greenpeace after all, and he always avoided fights every time he could. Let alone after saw a knife was being pressed near his beloved's neck. The blondes left immediately, saving their lives from the two biggest dangers in the world: Farfarello's insanity and Crawford's anger.
Ken glanced nervously at the redhead besides him. Why does that Omi have to leave us in the first place anyway? Shit! What am I going to do with him? He is just an ice guy with nothing special except those drop dead gorgeous amethyst eyes and extremely sexy red hair, not mention his wonderful perfect body....What the hell I'm thinking?!! Oh Kami-sama, am I turning into gay? Hell no!! Ken's mind echoed strangely.
"Look..." Ran's voice broke the uncomfortable silence. Ken's eyes widened as large as saucer plate, obviously surprise by the red head's action. Well, actually the genius tried to make the air lighter, but somehow....he made it even worse.
You can do this, Ran. You can do this! You have to tell him! Thought Ran desperately.
"Look, I just want to make this clear. Just like you, I'm really surprised and angry when I know I was betrothed with a GUY I never met before. And for your information, I'm not and wouldn't be a gay. I don't know what about you, but I'm trying to make my parents understand that I shall not marry a guy like you. Okay, I think that's all. Thank you very much and I really hope we shall not meet again. See you in hell." With that, Ran left without another word, leaving the utterly surprised and confused Ken behind.
Ken's world was breaking around him as he watched the departing back of Ran's. What's this feeling? What's this pain in heart? Why am I feeling so sad? Isn't this what I've been trying to reach for? So that I won't marry him? But....I feel strange. Eh? Something wet is on my cheek. What's that? ...a...a tear?
AN: Too sleepy for babbling. Anyway, please review. Thank...you...for...reading... yawn Zzzzzzz....