Oh! And another thing. If my spelling is crappy please don't flame me because I don't have spell check and I can't download the thing on FanFiction. Thanks!
Honda's Love Crysis
Chapter 2
Confessions Part: 2
Honda sighed and raised his fist to knock on Otogi's door for what seemed like the hundreth time that night and then lowered it. He groaned. 'I can't do this! What if he's not the angel I expected? What if he really does hate me? What if he's already got a boyfriend and I make a fool out of myself!' He swallowed, hard.
'Then again, what if he is an angel? What if he's had a crush on me the whole time? What if he wants to be my boyfriend!' His heart skipped and he was about to knock when the door opened. He blinked and looked into Ryuuji's bright emerald eyes.
Otogi had his hair down. Like Ryou's it had grown conciderably, about to his waist, but now he always kept it down. He had stopped wearing his eye liner, revieling a small scar under his left eye. He had refused to explain how he got it, insisting it was no big deal.
"Damn, I thought you'd never knock! I was sitting at the window for, like, ten minutes!" He exclaimed, rolling his eyes. Then he smiled. "I'm not done getting ready, though. If you want to come in and wait, that would be just fine." Honda nodded and followed Otogi into the house. He had been in Otogi's house before, mainly for homework help or when he wanted to learn to play DDM. A/N
Otogi lead him to the living room. "You can wait here. I'll be right back." He gave Honda a wink and left the room. Honda sat down on the couch, hesitantly. The last time he had sat on a chair in Otogi's house it had colapse under him. Otogi had laughed for almost twenty minutes strait. And it didn't help that Jonouchi, Yami, and Yugi had been with him. It had always been painfully obvious that their relationship wasn't very strong. And it was also obvious that Otogi didn't like him much.
'But that's all going to change.' Honda thought. '... I hope...'
About five minutes later, Otogi came back into the room. Honda's jaw dropped. Otogi still had his hair down and was wearing all black. He was wearing tight black jeans and a short, sleeveless shirt. His shirt was decorated with belts. Otogi blinked. "Is there something wrong?" Honda blinked also then shook his head. "Is it alright? Do you think it's a bit much?" Otogi asked, worriedly.
"No! No, no, no, no, no!" Honda assured him. He jumped up and grabbed Otogi's hand. "Let's get going, shall we?" Otogi blushed and nodded.
The two teens hurried out the door, Otogi closing and locking the door behind them. Honda approched his motercycle and waited for Otogi. Otogi bit his lip. "We're going to ride this?" He asked. Honda nodded and got on. He turned around slightly and patted the seat behind him. Otogi bit his lip harder. "Are you sure this is safe?"
Hiroto shrugged. "I don't know." He smirked as Otogi turned slightly pale. "But I do know I'm a good driver. Trust me, will you? I've been driving this thing since before I met you." Otogi still seemed timmid but nodded and mounted the bike anyways. "You might want to hold on to me, love." Honda suggested and blinked as he felt Otogi wrap his arms around his waist. He laughed. "Not too tight. I won't be able to feel my legs and then we might crash!" Otogi squeeked and Honda laughed again as he started the bike and drove off.
"Where to first?" Otogi asked.'Honda was going a lot slower than he would have gone had Ryou been in the back seat so Otogi didn't have to shout. He didn't want to scare Otogi too much.
"No where special."
Otogi rolled his eyes. How many times had he heard that before? Of all the guys who took him out, Honda was (so far) no different than the rest. The only difference was the motercycle. Otogi sighed. 'So much for veriaty...' He thought, sadly.
"Something wrong?" Honda asked. He had noticed Otogi's sigh.
Ryuuji shook his head. "Nothing. Nothing at all." He assured Honda. He felt the bike come to a stop. 'Here we go again. Fancy food, a crappy chick-flick...' He opened his eyes and squeeled in delight. They had pulled up in front of a Japanese McDonalds.
Hiroto grinned. "Thought you might be tired of all those fancy resterants." He said, with a shrug.
"You must be able to read my mind then!" Otogi laughed. Honda smiled as he helped the smaller man down.
"I wish..."
A few minutes later they were both sitting and eating their dinner.
"Are you kidding me!" Otogi laughed and shook his head. Honda was staring at him in disbelief. "I never knew you lived in France for five years!" A/N2
Ryuuji nodded. "It's hard to believe, no? But it's true. My mother and I moved there when I was about five so I spent the first five years of my school life in France. Though, I think my French is getting rusty."
"I wouldn't know." Honda shrugged. "I don't speak French. I can barely speak English." It was true. Honda had always had a hard time in foreign languages. It had taken both Otogi and Ryou to teach him how to pronounce, 'Thank you' in English properly.
"Oh... Toi non parler dans français?" Otogi giggled. A/N3
Hiroto blinked. "Uhhh... Hai?"
Otogi nodded. "That's right."
"Okay... What was the question?"
Otogi meerly laughed more.
Honda smiled. He was glad Otogi was having a good time. "French is a very beautiful language, is it not?" He knew that it was the language of love but that was about it. Other then that little tidbit he knew nothing about the French culture.
Ryuuji nodded in agreement. "It is very beautiful, yes." He swirled one of his fries in the ketchup and then put it in his mouth, sucking the red gooey substance off. Honda watched, his mouth watering slightly. Otogi looked at him and smiled, pulling the fry out of his mouth. He smirked and held it out to the brunet. "Did you want some?" He asked.
Hiroto blushed but took it anyways. He stuck it in his mouth and sucked on it. Otogi giggled. They didn't notice a certain blond and his raven-haired boyfriend watching them from another table.
"Awww..." Mokuba cooed, watching them over Jou's shoulder. "They make such a cute couple! It's like they were made for eachother!" He giggled. "Like you and I." He added, puting a hand over Jou's and fluttering his eyelashes. Jou grinned and kissed his boyfriend lightly so as not to catch the attention of any other customers in the resterant.
"They sure are. I just can't believe it took Honda this long to admit it to Otogi." He whispered. Mokuba nodded and the continued to watch as Honda and Otogi were now taking turns feeding eachother fries.
"I wish Ryou were here to see this. He would have thought it was just the cutest thing ever!" Mokuba giggled. Ryou and Mokuba had also become close over the years since Ryou had begun working for Seto. Mokuba seemed to prefer hanging around with Ryou, Jou, Honda, and Seto. Occasionally Yugi or Yami as well but not as much.
"So, what will we be doing next?" Otogi asked, holding out another fry for Honda to take. Honda bit into this and seemed to ponder his question.
"I was thinking a movie?" Honda suggested.
'Excellent.' Otogi though. 'Another chick-flick.'
"I was thinking along the likes of 'White Noise'?" Honda offered. Otogi blinked then became pleased.
"Of course! I haven't seen that one yet, eather!"
Honda grinned and grabbed the tray with their garbage on it. "Great! Then let's go!"
A/N: DDD, in case you didn't notice, stands for Dungeon Dice Monsters. I'm not too sure why they call it DDM
A/N2: This isn't true. I just like the idea of Otogi knowing French so much I added it in. I just don't want to get you guys thinking it's true.
A/N3: Okay, so translated literally it doesn't sound the greatest. 'You no speak in French' isn't the best way of wording it. So for those of you who speak French, please cut me some slack. I'm only in French one. And I'm using a crappy online dictionary to help me out. Okay, I'm done.
Oni: Once again, if I have any spelling mistakes please don't flame me for it. I lost my spell-check file and I can't download the FanFiction version. R&R, please!
