SUNNY & GLOOMY

PART 1: LIKE DAY AND NIGHT

KOUJI

He is like a fragment of sun, hot and luminous.

Takuya...

Takuya lives in a different district from mine and, for some reason, he comes to work at the library of my district. I think he does it because he hasn't realized that there is also one in that place... he is so dumb that chances are very high that my theory is right.

The first time I saw him at the library, I don't know why he called my attention, I don't even remember how I got there in the first place. I am not very fond of books, in my opinion they were the most boring thing. Of course Takuya would change that later.

Now I remember, I was forced to enter to the library since I was fleeing from my "friends", those jerks that make fun of me only because... err, I am not yet ready to talk about it. Perhaps later.

Anyway, the important thing is I ended up in the library. And so, there I was. Strolling through the walkways among the shelves of the two floors library, doing a good imitation of a "nice boy" (yeah right) when I saw him trying to keep balance with a pile of books in his arms.

"Aaahhh!!" he cried, and then he was still standing there with the most depressing look on his face looking at his feet... where had fallen all the books he was carrying.

"Idiot." I murmured not caring if he could listen to me or not and I gave a turn.

Of 360 degrees to go back being in front of him again and got on my knees to help him to collect those books (what else could I do? I felt sorry for him.)

TAKUYA

He is like a beam of the moon, beautiful and full of mysteries.

Kou... What the? KOUJI! His name is Kouji!

Kouji lives in the district where I go to work. Why do I work in a library? Well, because it is a non-stressing job and I love books. They always have something interesting to tell you and they keep knowledge that has being accumulated for centuries... I must confess I am truly a romantic fool.

Why I don't work at the local library? err... well, let's just say it's someone's fault... I won't talk about it just yet.

Anyway this story is to speak about Kouji not me.

Although that annoying someone had to be introduced since he is physically very similar to Kouji.

In fact, that was why when I saw him he surprised me so much that I lost my balance and all the books spilled from my hands. No, the truth is that I'm very clumsy. In my head I called myself 'Idiot' and that was how he called me as well, with barely audible and smooth voice. But thanks to that I realized that he wasn't the one who I believed him to be at first.

And immediately I felt ashamed. I had made a fool of myself in front of a lookalike of that who detested me for some reason.

I bent down to collect the books that had scattered on the floor, my head bent down to hide the most pathetic face of my life. And when I couldn't see anymore books on the floor I stood again and proceed to put them in their respective places on the shelves...

I was just going to get the first one, when the same voice said, now with a tone of impatience.

"Hey! Where are you going? What do you expect ME to do these things?"

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PART 2: NOBODY IS PERFECT

KOUJI

There are moments in your life when you feel like you're about to make an important decision, like taking a job, choosing your career, going to live in another city...

Well, I took one of those decisions one week after my encounter with the divine with brown eyes.

First you want to know what happened with me and Takuya in the library? Alright, I'll tell you.

I dumped the books in his arms not caring if he could support them or not, then I just turned around and left the library.

What can I say to my defense? That he has glorious eyes, but I could not stay staring at them for too long or I could end up in troubles of the same kind that caused the loss of my few friends... simplified, is just complicated. I'm not ready to talk about it yet ok? Good.

Now lets talk about my decision.

Long story short, what happened is that I got two job offers at the same time:

Option #1 was to work in the school as a tutor for students of lower grades (you thought I was a retarded? Just because I don't like books, when in fact I've been blessed with such good memory that I'm able to remember all of what is said in classes, that is, if I am paying attention to the teacher, somehow that's enough to have good grades at school) and option #2 was...

Working half time in the computer lab in my father's business (one of those big companies that require million of workers and usually exploits them.

Choosing one of them was very hard because neither seemed less boring than the other. The first one was too simple and not to well paid, but money is not something I worry about, not like Takuya... (err, I am changing subjects again) besides there's the inconvenient that I have to use my social abilities which are... zero. The second job, would be obviously a good money income but more boring than a flute concert by Tommy's choir, and that's saying a lot (sorry Tommy).

One week later, you could see me having an interview with the lady in charge of the library, who was more than pleased to accept my services as social work (read: they won't pay me a cent).

After some thinking, I decided to decline both options and look for something more rewarding (not that the job at the library was, come on? Arreanging books anyone can do that!!). It was then when I found out that I had to cover a certain amount of hours of social service before I got out of school.

A huge red alarm turned on in my head. For obvious reasons: I've never done any social work, I didn't knew where I could do it and... 500 hours? What were they thinking?

After the little shock of this discovery, I started researching how to do this infamous "service" and it turned out that I could do it in the institution – but not as a tutor, and outside of the school – but not in a large company.

That made me kiss my two job options goodbye. I had been told that since the semester was already in course, it was a bit harder to find a vacant place (I almost pull my hair, is it possible that someone has too much "free-help"?) I couldn't explain this and decided best not try it.

Then the third option of what I could do with my free time appeared. "The library never has enough volunteers." said the girl who had informed me on the requirements of my forced-social-work.

'Of course,' I thought, 'who would want to spend all day in that boring place' it wasn't until several seconds of slow processing of information that I realized that that could be the solution to my dilemma.

The lady in charge of the library made sure to present me with my new boss, a old guy, 100% hentai who enjoyed to follow around the few girls who appeared sporadically in the library.

'Now I understand why this place is more alone than a desert, it's not only boring, this old men frightens all women in the area.'

Just let me remind you something, it had been a week since the first time I saw Takuya and honestly I had forgotten completely of his existence. But I knew immediately who he was the moment he was introduced to me by my boss:

"... Kouji, this is Takuya Kanbara."

End of chapter 2

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PART 3: WATER AND OIL

TAKUYA

There are moments in your life that cause great impact but you can never be ready for them. For example, when someone is about to become an important part in your life, better yet, their about to become the love of your life.

Did I mentioned that I am a crazy romantic?

That's exactly what happened to me. I am someone who believes fervently in destiny. If something is meant to happen, it will (whether is bad or good, specially if it's something bad) is going to happen and I like to think that the people who must be part of my life will show up eventually.

Although sometimes I doubt it, and I question myself thinking...

So what if I dedicated exclusively to school? I remember thinking about looking for a tutor to explain me some things that I do not understand... alright MANY things that I don't understand (I enjoy reading the bad thing is that most of the time I spend fantasying about what I read and the rest of the time I'm asleep or hyperactive and neither of those states is propitious to learn)

Also... what if it had gotten that job at the "M" enterprise? I would have a better payment but I wouldn't have the chance to continue studying in the mornings. I'm more than grateful to my uncle, the one in charge of the local library (the one of my district) for giving excellent recommendations about me so I could come to work in this district which is closer to my school. This job is perfect to me, I earn enough to cover all my expenses, I do only simple tasks and it's not at all stressing, (thanks to that, I only have to worry about school and my home.)

Want to know what's the problem at home? I live alone. I came to study in this "great city" but my parents could not pay for all of my expenses so I had to work to come ahead. I've been hardly living here 3 months, and I sound as if I've done this for years right?

But that's enough already of my depressing history. I believe that everything that happens is because it had to be this way and those are the valuable lessons that we came to learn in this life (Oh yeah! I also believe in reincarnation). Aside from meeting special people, disagreeable people, and your twin soul.

"... Takuya, this is Kouji Minamoto."

I was surprised again to see him this second time (of course I recognized him, after all, he really looks a lot like... umm, someone. Not yet!!) Then I felt embarrassed again when I remembered the circumstances of our first encounter. Still I pretended that I felt nothing, smiling like an idiot while I shook his hand as an act of greeting.

He just looked at me for a little while, then soon he turned to see our boss expecting to receive more instructions.

Yeah, my twin soul. Somebody should have warned me that I was about to climb into a roller coaster of feelings: cry and smile for no apparent reason, and specially should had talked about the probability of acting more crazy than usual in the name of love.

Not that had put attention to their warnings, but still...

End of chapter 3

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PART 4: SMILE, YOU'RE IN CANDID CAMERA

KOUJI

I admit it, it bothered me a lot at the beginning.

Do you have an idea how uncomfortable is when you can feel you've being watched? like a predator to its victim? I do. What bothered me the most was that whenever I turned around to catch them, there was none.

Scared? me too... that is until I found those things stuck to the ceiling called vigilance cameras.

The damn ceiling was plagued with them. It didn't make much sense to me, do they really think that someone wants to steal these old things? They were just books!! and as books they couldn't really cost that much... or at least that's what I thought.

So I kept staring at them with as much loathing as I could and, just for a minute, I wanted to rise one finger towards the lens. But I thought better and just turned around.

Those where the thoughts entertaining my mind in my first week of social work, charming right?

And speaking of charmers... where was the divine one of brown eyes?

The whole week he has been watching me the same way that those cameras did, if not more (not that it bothered me or something). What had me confused was the way he looked at me, with caution and timidity, always from a far distance.

He never uttered a word to me. And when it was helpless that we found each others face to face, he just smiled and lowered his head. 'Perhaps he is shy' I thought first, but after some time I realized that he was very open with the rest of the guys much more open , better yet, his tongue never stopped if it was about talking to the rest of the workers of the library and another guy that had started his service two days after me.

But I really didn't care about it. If he didn't want to talk to me, he might have his reasons. But that he watches over me like that...

'Does he thinks that I want to steal his precious books?'

"Kouji, uhmm..." said the divine (you know who) one day "They want us to go to the second floor to check the books"

"Check?"

"Those are new books and they need to be checked sheet by sheet to see that they're not missing one."

'Then this DO can be more boring'

It had to be that day, of any other day when I usually had my necessary 10 hours of sleep, some coincidence it was, that THAT DAY I didn't sleep well the previous night, and as expected, I ended up drooling over a 10 centimeters thick book that I used as a pillow. Luckily, Takuya was the only person beside me in that small room (apparently, he was so focused in his job that he did not realize that I had passed out for boredom) to my good luck, I never had to do that again.

Although there is a pleasant memory of all that. That was the first time that I dreamed about him (of course at that time it didn't pleased me but all the opposite, it was uncomfortable, since although I thought Takuya to be quite divine I did not expected to be really that attracted to him)

"Hey, Kouji... It's time for you to go home." Takuya said to me while shaking lightly at my shoulder.

"Umm... I do not want to... want to sleep..." I answered him still somnolent, once I start snoring it's hard to wake me up, but Takuya didn't let me have peace until I raised from my chair and went out of there dragging my feet lazily.

The next day when I went to "work" Takuya was the only person there, his face look so sad... or tired (I cannot yet decided which one of them). For an instant I thought that I should tell him some sort of greeting and ask him what was bothering him but when I finally decided to talk -15 minutes later- he had disappeared and instead of him Junpei, the other boy who was "working", was sitting there). Junpei greeted me with a smile, which I returned with one "Hey!" before concentrating in gathering books and accommodating them in the right place.

As the time, the labor of accommodating books was starting to become easier – to my horror- almost fun. But it still was bothersome having to tell to those people who asked for my help, that the book that they where looking for were right under their noses or they almost pricked their eyes.

At the same time, I watched how Takuya did the same job that I did, but still, he made it look like it was something completely different. Maybe because of his attitude towards the work, maybe because they actually paid him. The thing was that he worked with enthusiasm, whereas my attitude towards all related to the library was 'I must endure this or will never graduate", and Takuya made it look like a satisfactory task.

"It can't be that pleasant." I murmured while I watched the divine taking care of a blonde girl who went to the library almost every day and she always asked for his help to look for the same books...

I would never had admit it before, but I was jealous of how Takuya got along with her -with everyone else- but me, and felt envy by the compromise he showed in any work that he started.

I admired him.

And I still admire him. I don't know how to explain it. I admire his original and optimist perception of things. Even when scared half to death, he's brave until the last second.

At that time I looked at him distrustfully and, although once in a while I dreamed about him, I never me actually fantasized that things between us would change so much.

Of course, I also didn't know that he was going to start talking to me a week later.

End of chapter 4