Title: Sunny & Gloomy
Author: DarlaLa mosca Tete
Category: AU(Alterne Universe), Romance, Shounen Ai.
Summary: Takuya works in a library, "boring" says Kouji... but Takuya will change his perception of many things...
Notes: I want to make something clear, this fic is already complete and I don't intend to change anything of the original version (the only thing I'm doing is translating) If you're interested in reading it in its original version, then you can do so looking for it in my author page by the name of Sunny & Gloomy.

And thank you!!! So very much, to everyone who used a little of their time to send me a review!!! They're very appreciated and mostly the reason why I'm working double to do it as fast as I can. While doing this fic, it was never my intention to get as much, but I'm glad. And to prove it I will include 2 chapters per update. Hehe, but that's going to apply for the next update, because here you'll have 3 more!! XD

PART 5: FIRE, WIND AND ICE

TAKUYA

I admit it, I was afraid at the beginning.

But just a little. It was more for instincts that ran away from him, not fear. All because of his great similarity to the one who made my life miserable for a while, besides it didn't help much with that glare of his that talked to me saying "don't come near me or I will kill you". His eyes always found a way to fix into mine and that way he neutralized all my attempts to talk to him.

That's what this is all about. I didn't dare to speak to him.

But it was all his fault, as I have already explained, whenever I tried anything, his accusing glance made me lose all courage and my resolve was replaced with a tremendous desire to look for refuge so I could disappear from his sight.

Coward? A little, I suppose.

But you cannot blame me for that. I can perceive danger when is too close to me, and being near him cause that sirens start screeching in my mind.

Anyway, that day I had gathered all my reserves of courage (not so much) to tell him that we had to work together. And it wasn't so hard, although he did asked some stupid questions before falling asleep, he hadn't used the same offensive tone I was used to with... the other one. Not at all. His attitude was that of a lazy retarded, but he could surprise people by getting the job done... if he wanted.

'Spoiled.' I thought 'He had to had at least something in common with his twin.'

Speaking of twins. I wonder if they're related or at least they could be distant cousins. It's just that they look the same to me. Kouji Minamoto and Ken Ichijouji. I think I should talk about him already, seeing that at this moment I can't avoid remembering the sour moment he caused me...

Ken Ichijouji, is what many call a genius, I call him 'idiot whom likes to rub it in my face that he's superior than me'. At the beginning I felt attracted to him physically, but of course that changed very quickly...

Of course, that boy went to the library every day. And he always asked me to aid him looking for his books (that was just an excuse because he knew every section in that library better than I did and always walked assured to know where were the books he was looking for), he just wanted me by his side to carry them. But that was not what bothered me. Although it was not part of my job, I would have done it gladly... if only he had kept his mouth shut! It was because of his words and the tone in which he spoke to me... as if I was little less than trash, which made me hate the bastard.

My temperament isn't as sweet as perhaps you may have perceived at the beginning. The way I write affects lyrically the real me that arise from a heated mind and drives me to act without thinking about the consequences. And I want to keep it that way. So, in the nicest words in which I can express myself, lets say that I didn't put up with the genius Ichijouji's attitude for a long time and I let him know my displeasure, getting him to connect with my fists, a wall and the pavement. But you'll be disappointed if you expected that he just stood and let me beat him, he was very kind to launch his knee at my ribs and my abdomen.

Fortunately or unfortunately neither of us ended up getting seriously hurt. As expected, someone - my uncle – stopped us and took us a hospital... What? we didn't got hurt, really! Just because there was so much blood outside and I had this disgusting cut... I think you get the point.

The worst consequence of this fight was that I got fired, no doubt about it. Which just served me to increase my resentment toward that idiot whose worst complication was that his glorious blue eye had now a dark purple ring around it, or so that's what I thought...

The day after I talked to Kouji, I found out that he had been banned from that library (we were stupid enough to think that we could get away with fighting inside the building). How did I found out about that? Because the cynic had the brilliant idea to come and visit my new work place. As if it wasn't enough to have to see him in Kouji's face, so similar to his, the demon himself decided to show up. At least I didn't had another dumb reaction like the one I had the first day I saw Kouji, and that was because this time I thought it was him. But no, the instant his serious and shaken voice - because he did not have problems to remember me- started yelling, asking me if I was becoming a stalker, I knew who he was and answered as nicely and calm as I could. No violence involved just... "I don't think you need my help for anything, but don't call for me if you do, I'm busy."

I ignored him. That was the advice my uncle gave me. 'If somebody bothers you, do not pay attention to them, to ignore them is to not give them importance, and if you don't consider them important then they can't bother you' – quite large but wise piece of advice.

But it's easier said than done. So although Ichijouji had left, I was still bothered. Interesting thing about it is that Kouji noticed that I was upset. And for a moment he seemed worried and about to ask me something, so I waited and waited looking at him for a minute, but when I realized that he hadn't even blinked for a while I decided to leave him alone.

'Scary, he seem to have fallen asleep with his eyes open.'

One day I got to this conclusion that attractive boys with gorgeous blue eyes and dark hair were all weird and they all had me surrounded just to make me crazy. 'Yeah, right. The problem with them is that one can only spit poison and the other one doesn't spit anything.' but I could change that, right? I mean, it's not like Kouji can't speak, it's just that I have to take the lead and start making easy questions that anyone - even him - can answer, right?

And with that idea running in my mind, I went to make conversation with the adorable Kouji. Adorable? Ha! Adorable is so not the word that I would use, better call him...

End of chapter 5

PART 6: WHAT THE HELL?

KOUJI

'This must be a conspiracy. The real Takuya had been abducted. He has gone insane...' were the choices that my tired brain gave me to justify the change in Takuya's behavior. He was exasperating me because it was so obvious that he was up to something since the first time he approached me and I felt like all his words had been rehearsed.

The first week, the only thing he did was say to me "Hi Kouji!" and I answered him with a "Hey..." after that he just smiled and went away to accommodate the books that had piled on the table (because he was sitting there in the cubicle just waiting for me, at first I couldn't understand why he did that, but soon I realized that it was only to say his greeting) and when I left the library, there was the same voice saying "Bye Kouji" and I just waved my hand. It was weird. And it just became weirder.

The next week was the same, but now whenever I happened to be near him, Takuya approached me and asked me for something or just made silly questions about the service or about whoever he caught talking to me or some book (I mean anything, the subject wasn't important the important was saying my name). Easy questions that should have been easy answering to... but because I knew they had come from his mouth, with that sweet voice made it impossible for me to answer so I began to stutter 'Damn.' Since I didn't want to embarrass myself anymore I decided that I just wouldn't answer to him. The only thing that decision provoked was that his questions and attentions toward me increased. 'Double Damn!'

Why it was so difficult for me to talk to him? You ask...

And the answer is simple, it just didn't make sense. I mean. He ignored me for a month, avoided me like I had something contagious. And now all of sudden he wanted to befriend me? I don't think so, besides...

Besides it was just too good to be true. By that time he appeared in my dreams regularly. What were those dreams about? him smiling, just standing by my side, telling me about his dreams and fears, telling me how special I was to him... I had a crush on the boy toward whom at first I felt jealousy, then admiration and later I felt jealous of anyone who could be close to him.

Anyway, by the end of the week I had gotten used to his voice asking me constantly, and him to me answering with the most universals movements of neck (you know: up-down = Yes, right - left = No.)

This improvement only lasted for two weeks. I could listen to Takuya's voice that now had his rounds in the library with me, he helped me with the books while talking, and it was great (although I still can't understand why nobody told him to shut up because he talked loud and a lot)... while it lasted.

On Monday of the fourth week, when I stepped into the cubicle I looking forward to see Takuya again after the weekend (wich felt too long without being able to see him).

He wasn't there.

"Hey!" this time I said it in demanding tone 'Where's my kiss? I mean- my Takuya, err... where's that idiot?' For a moment I thought that he might be hiding, doing this on purpose, one of his jokes, what do I know...

I left my things on the floor and went out looking for him around the library, but I couldn't find him. Disappointed by his absence, I went back to the cubicle picked up my things and turned to leave. Suddenly I no longer felt the wish to stay in that place... if he wasn't there. But that's not what I told my boss, I said that I didn't feel very well and that I'd come back tomorrow.

The next day I got earlier to the library (usually I get there around the 4, but that day I was there at 3:20 don't look at me like that... I'm not crazy. Really.) and went straight to the cubicle and, like before, he wasn't there. And the same scenes were repeated: I left my things thrown on the floor and went to look for him by all the perimeter of the library... without success. 'And now what should I do?'

My boss came close to me looking a little worried. "You feel better today?"

"..."

'What I should have done yesterday, ask about him.'

"Kouji, kid-"

"Excuse me sir, do you know where is Takuya?"

"Oh!" my boss said and then he smiled "he took his vacations, but he'll be back next week..."

'vacations? That's it? but...'

"Why he didn't tell me about it?"

The face of the old men turned serious then and I started to panic, perhaps he had lied to me before just to make me happy "The truth is that he had an emergency, he called yesterday to tell me that he was with his uncle, he had just gotten out of the hospital."

"but he's fine, right?"

"I, don't know... I hope everyone is." that didn't make me feel better, but at least I knew where he was 'My poor Takuya... I hope he's alright and he can return soon.'

That week passed and I didn't had news from the divine... to say that I was distressed was little, and the nightmares I had about him didn't help. The next week seemed to be going the same, I believe that I would have felt better if I had only been able to see him through that time, or if I knew exactly what had happened with him. But no! the guy didn't have the dignity to show up until Thursday of that week, so calm... as if nothing had happened.

"Takuya..." he was seated inside the cubicle, waiting for me just as before.

"Hi Kouji!" the idiot just gave me his usual greeting (which although made me glad, that was not what I wanted to hear, what I wanted was an explanation) and after that he started to organize the books in his hands, then he stood up with all intentions to leave the small room. Then I reacted, I stood in front of the door blocking the only exit and looked directly at his eyes.

"Hey!" my voice had that demanding tone again, because that's what I was doing "What happened to you? Why did you miss so much?"

His answer was a smile wider than usual and his arms reached out to end up hung around my neck "I missed you too, Kouji!"

'What the-'

End of chapter 6

PART 7: OUCH! AND THEN MORE OUCH!

TAKUYA

Adorable? Ha! Adorable is so not the word that I would use, better call him tormentous, uncooperative, troublesome, inattentive, silent, ignorant (and I'm not talking about his intelligence).

I'm talking about how the fool ignored me!!

The first time that I say hi to him, I was inside the cubicle, feeling so nervous just to be waiting for him that when he finally got there I felt like I had a knot in my throat and my legs wobbled. But he hadn't even noticed my presence so I yelled his greeting at him, and because of my annoyance it was with enough energy so that he couldn't ignore me even if he tried. He looked at me surprised, opened and closed his mouth several times, stuttered some more and in the end he took deep breathings until he finally calmed down... but he didn't say anything.

'I think I surprised him' I smiled at that thought while I walked out of the cubicle.

That made me think, even more, made me have to reconsider my plans. He wasn't ready for the speeches and marathons of words that I had planed.

Oh but that was not a problem. If he needed time to get used to my voice, then he could have all of it. The library wasn't going anyway and me neither while I still needed to pay for my tuition, which surely will take a long, long time.

So I left him alone for the rest of the day but in the evening, before he could walk through the library's door, I almost shouted again "Goodbye Kouji!" his back stiffened instantly, but he didn't turn around. Seconds later he raised one arm and made a small movement with his hand to which I smiled, that was enough for me.

I did the same during all the week and for Friday he already was more relaxed and answered to my greeting although the only thing he said was: "Hey" I could tell the difference in his voice, every time it was more cheery. So, based on that advance, the next week I decided to start making simple questions with no deep meaning: "Kouji, have you seen 'something'?", "Kouji, the old guy didn't ask you to stay later?", "Kouji, come to see this!", "Kouji, what if we go to..." but I realized that he wasn't ready to articulate words yet when he repeated the scene of last Monday, he did that precise impression of a fish and then he started to stutter again. 'This is going to take more time...' and it really did. Two weeks and for Friday of the second week he was still on monosyllabic and signs with his head and hands. But so many expressions I could see! Although it wasn't what I wanted, at least it was pleasant to the sight.

I was thinking that it was time already to take another step forward. Something like meeting him somewhere outside the library? Going over to its house, anything! But in the weekend I received a call from my family saying that my uncle was hospitalized and that I please should go and take care of him. So I forgot about Kouji for a moment and went away to take care of my uncle...

right. The old men hated me because all I did was watch him and never let him do anything. So, to get rid off me he sent me to the library (the same one which I had been kicked out) to do his job, which summarized is, make sure that the place's working like clock.

I'd love to say that that week and half was nice or at least bearable. But it wasn't. All things related to the library were easy and I didn't have problems with directing the place, I've spent a lot of my time watching my uncle's work after all (that is, before he fired me. Moi? resented? Nah!!)

But inevitable happened, my reencounter with the detestable genius.

I was so relaxed, talking with the boy who had replaced me (I hold no grudge against him, in fact I like him and I think his very nice) when that idiot appeared in front of the library. 'What is he doing here? How the hell did hi found out I was here?' as soon as I saw his image through the crystal door my blood started to boil and without thinking I went outside to "greet him", although you could imagine that I didn't go to say "Hi!", instead I said "why can't you leave me alone?" and he turned around to see me, looking surprised.

The idiot who's name I won't bother to say was looking at me, his eyes wide for a second and then he asked me "What the hell are your doing here?"

That took me by surprise, "B- you mean you didn't come here to annoy me?"

He was still confused and a little curious, but very soon his lips twisted. "I believe that your ego is going off the chart, I have better things to do than wasting my time fighting with you."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Err..., Takuya, um, he came here for me..., to pick me up." The voice of the new worker of the library... 'what was his name again?'

"Davis." 'Davis right!... hey!'

"Hello Ken!" the boy answered smiling.

"can we leave now?" Ken asked in a hurry to get away.

"Yeah, bye Takuya, see ya tomorrow." said the other gladly and went away walking right next to that, that... 'arghh! I don't get it!!!'

"Bye." I murmured and then I stood there just thinking '... what the hell?'

I'm sure you have noticed, Mr. Sympathy has a friend and is none other than my replacement in this library... and even if you didn't ask, I am going to tell you something. I don't think is fair! The genius doesn't need friends! Or at least he didn't need them when I was here. Then why is he so amiable with Davis? Why he couldn't be like that with me? What did I do? Or he just decided that I didn't like him period? And that's why I lost my job here?

I know it wasn't his fault only, I didn't have much patience for him either. Perhaps the new one is a more tolerant person... and surely he didn't meet him in the library.

'That's decided, this is the worse place to meet people.'

Eventually I got used to see Ken wandering about the entrance, shortly before the time of Davis' departure. The last day I worked there was when my uncle came back to the library. He offered me to stay and work there again, but I had to decline his offer for two reason, the other library was much closer to my school, besides I didn't want to be the reason that Davis had to look for a new job. I told my uncle just that and he said that he understood. Only too fast (ugh, I can see how much he – doesn't- miss me.)

After all that was over, I went back to my library and like by some spell, I forgot all that had happened when I saw Kouji. "Takuya..."

"Hi Kouji!" I said gladly and as usual I prepared to leave without receiving an answer from him. 'Feels good to be able to go back to my routine.'

"Hey" he stood in front of the door blocking the only way out 'ok, that's unusual' "What happened to you? Why did you miss so much?"

There are moments in your life that cause great impact but you can never be ready for them.

Ok, he talked to me, that may not be so impressive to some, but to me that meant a lot. It had cost me a lot of effort, after all.

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) happen and I like to think that the people who must be part of my life will show up eventually.

If Ken and I had never fought, I'd have never gotten out of that place, I'd still be there and maybe I'd never had met Kouji and I so did not like that idea. So, grateful as I felt, and since there was none else but Kouji to say thanks to, for being there, right then...

I didn't really listened to his words, but I said what I felt it was the right thing to say "I missed you too, Kouji!" and of an impulse I ended up hugging him and...

punching him.

"Ouch!" I heard him grumble and I pulled away from him so I could see his face. One of his hands was rubbing his nose lightly. 'What did I do know? I really am an...' "Idiot!"

End of chapter 7