Chapter 2

Takuya sat at the diner down the street from the salon. It had been 2 days since. His ordered lunch sat before him as he stared into nothing. Someone sat in front of him but he didn't notice.

'Kouji's hair is long.. I bet it feels like silk after a shower... or anytime... it looks so soft..' his thoughts may scare him later but let's indulge.

"You should really eat this food before it gets cold." Kouichi informed him. Takuya woke from his thoughts to see almost the spitting image of his daydream sitting before him, eating his lunch.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Takuya grabbed his lunch away. "Why are you here anyway?"

"Kouji asked me to ask you if you were in love with him."

"WHAT?"

"Kidding. Kidding." Kouichi laughed. "I saw you in the window and decided to come chat. Kouji wanted to go for a walk in the park so I had nothin to do." Takuya groaned.

"Why don't you go chop down a tree or paint a fence. Eat a hundred hotdogs. Or maybe go to a theme park? How bout you watch a movie?" he suggested.

"Ya. Why not? Come on Takuya. We'll go home and watch a movie." he grabbed Takuya's hand, put money down, and dragging said boy from the restaurant.

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"I'm back!" Kouichi called through the house. He took Takuya to the living room.

"Finally. Why'd you suddenly run off when we planned to watch a movie?" Kouji appeared before them as they entered the living area of Kouichi's house. Both Takuya and Kouji paused as they saw each other.

Finally, Kouji found his voice. "Takuya?"

"Kouji? I thought you said he went out for a walk, Kouichi." Takuya looked at said boy as he grabbed the video in Kouji's hands and headed for the tv, leaving Kouji and Takuya to stare at each other.

"So, he invited you to come over?" Kouji asked. Takuya shrugged.

"Kinda. He ate my lunch first and then dragged me from the restaurant. But, hey.. I'm a forgiving kinda guy." his eyes were closed and he wore a proud look on his face.

Lips pressed against his but when he opened his eyes a split second later, no one was near enough to kiss him. He looked around before looking back at Kouji standing before him.

"Forgiving guy, eh?" he scoffed, shook his head, and joined Kouichi on the couch.

"I saw that." Kouichi whispered as Kouji sat down. This earned him a smack on the head just before Takuya sat down.

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2 hours and 1 minute later, Takuya, Kouji, and Kouichi were staring at the black screen, not moving. The credits had just ended.

"That was..." Takuya started. He then broke from the daze. "Was that supposed to be scary?"

"Well, it is rated R..." Kouichi checked the box.

"And what's with the ending? They didn't even kiss!" Takuya complained.

As Takuya went off about bad parts of the movie, Kouichi leaned in next to Kouji's ear, who was watching Takuya pace the room.

"I do these things because I can. And I can...'cause I'm Kouichi, Kouichi Kimura...Mor-ron." he imitated the movie.

"That was a corny impression of John Constantine, Kouichi." Kouji whispered back. Kouichi shrugged.

"Hey Takuya! How about I treat you to a late lunch, right here in my house, as a sorry for eating your meal earlier?" Kouichi suggested. Takuya stopped and nodded a yes. "Kouji, you'll stay too, right?" Kouichi gave him hopeful, yet sooo scheming look.

"Do I have choice?" Kouji shrugged. Kouichi smiled.

"Great. I'll go get started." Kouichi bounded off into the kitchen. Takuya and Kouji just sat, or stood, there for a moment.

"Ya know, your brother's imitation wasn't all that bad, Kouji." Takuya smirked. Kouji blinked.

"You heard that?"

"I have excellent ears." he pointed to them. "And I can do this too!" his ears wiggled. Kouji smirked.

"Great. We'll just send you off to Ripley's Believe It Or Not now...What's his number again?" Kouji joked calmly and reached for the phone as he turned to face the tv again.

"Oh ha ha Kouji, real funny. Cut it out." Takuya snatched the phone away and laid it back on the table, then plopped down next to Kouji on the couch, taking Kouichi's spot.

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"You said lunch.. Not dinner.." Kouji looked at the clock. It was 6:30. Kouichi sat a plate in front of him.

"Ya.. I know..." Kouichi put one in front of Takuya and then sat down. Takuya almost jumped at the spaghetti in front of him. He was already stuffing it in his mouth when Kouichi sat down. "There's more in the kitchen, Takuya." said boy nodded.

"So. Want to explain yourself?" Kouji asked.

"Nah. Not now." Kouji glared. "Alright. Um. Well, I went out to find him on purpose. Took longer than expected. But I found him and he told me to go watch a movie. I think I interrupted a nice daydream or somethin.." Kouji was halfway done when Takuya left to get more.

Kouichi continued. "Anyway, I've got an idea to his strange behavior."

"Hm?" Kouji asked as he swallowed.

"Well... I think.. He likes you." Kouichi suddenly went back to his slightly nervous attitude.

"Well ya. We're like best friends." Kouji put the last fork-ful into his mouth.

"No. I mean.. Really likes you.." Kouji choked. Takuya, who was just reentering, panicked, and rushed over to help him. Kouichi tried to help too, but only one person can do a Heimlich maneuver.

When Kouji was able to breathe again, he sat on the floor and took several deep breaths before speaking.

"What!" he looked up at his brother. Kouichi quickly glanced at Takuya before looking back at Kouji.

"Are you okay?" Takuya asked, kneeling down next to Kouji. Pure worry was all over his face. He resisted the urge to hold him tightly and instead put a hand on Kouji's shoulder. Said boy reassured him with a wave and a nod.

Kouji looked up and his eyes locked with Takuya's briefly. Takuya felt himself get swallowed alive by the deep navy eyes in that split second. His breath hitched and he couldn't breathe. But as soon as it had begun, he had resurfaced and began breathing again as Kouji turned his gaze down and away.

Kouji looked up at Kouichi, avoiding all contact with Takuya's eyes. The look he gave his brother said 'we'll talk later' and Kouichi nodded.

'Kouji.. I..' Takuya's mind didn't finish the sentence as he was helped up by Kouji, who just smiled down at him.

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Takuya lay on his bed that night, staring at the ceiling. At his respective house, Kouji stared out the window into the dark night lit only by the city's lights.

Takuya rolled over and buried his face in his pillow as he sighed. "Kouji.."

Kouji looked down at his hand at the goggles Takuya had left at his house that day. "Takuya.."

"I think I..."

i think i had a misunderstanding.. I have 3 chapters. I meant it might need a 4th.