Eleven

Yuuta was feeling very high. High with giddy-ness which did not happen often. It was a wonderful feeling; it was like nothing could screw up his day. Nothing could. Yuuta finished his homework early, there was no tennis practice today, and he had gotten top marks on his History test! Which meant….more kisses. Yuuta still had to get through the last half of school with lunch and then an hour of math which was one of his better subjects. Everything just felt some damn good!

A whisper light touch on his shoulder made him jump in surprise not suspecting anyone to be near him so soon. They were outside in the courtyard where nobody could really see them, so it really didn't matter when Mizuki placed his arms around Yuuta's middle and whispered his name softly into his neck.

"I forgot you have the same lunch period as me," Yuuta murmured.

Mizuki chuckled cuddling into Yuuta's neck.

"You're always so forgetful Yuuta-kun. The reason I'm here is to ask you to join me for lunch," he offered. It sounded more like an order than an offer. Either way Yuuta was going to say yes to it.

"Sure. But we need to get some food," pointed out Yuuta.

Mizuki held up two nicely wrapped up bentos, "I made lunch."

They walked over to a shady area which seemed like a nice place to eat and it was unoccupied. What a good thing.

"Are you sure the food isn't poisoned? I'm not sure if I should trust you or not," teased Yuuta.

Mizuki made an annoyed little noise and behind gritted teeth said, "Just because a princess comes from royalty and is served most of the time doesn't mean she can't live on her own and cook a decent meal."

Yuuta about died from laughter and tried not to laugh. Mizuki was finally referring himself to his nickname. Good lord did the day just keep on getting better and better.

"I thought you didn't like being called Princess," Yuuta pointed out.

"It was a quote from a book I've currently been reading Yuuta-kun. You dare call me that you can just forget lunch and everything else I was going to reward you with at the matter," snapped Mizuki as they sat down under the shady tree. Mizuki shoved one of the boxes in Yuuta's hands and began to unwrap his own meal. Yuuta hated to admit it but in a way…Mizuki looked cute being pissed like that.

Yuuta slowly unwrapped his own bento to find rice and a couple other goodies. Which were things like little pieces of chicken, and takoyaki. And then there were the deserts like strawberry cheesecake, goody oh joy would that be fun to eat!

"Wow Mizuki you really worked hard on this didn't you?" he asked.

Mizuki's eyes were on his own lunch but there was a tiny little nod that came from him.

"Itadakimasu! I hope it's as good as it looks!" said Yuuta grabbing the chopsticks and ate a little bit of everything.

"I'm surprised-"said Yuuta- "It's a good as it looks! My Princess can cook!"

"What did I tell you about-"hissed Mizuki but a finger was placed to his lips.

"Gomen. But thank you. Mizuki, you really really have made my day even better than it already was. Ano…you didn't have to but you did and the food is really great. I won't call you that again by the way. But you are….as pretty as one," said Yuuta blushing madly at what he just said. Okay somebody was WAY too happy to be calling Mizuki Hajime pretty. Not that he wasn't but still Yuuta wouldn't say such things. Because I mean this is Yuuta! Pretty was out of his vocabulary when he was….sheesh ten years old probably.

Mizuki blinked. As pretty as one? Should he be flattered or insulted? The raven haired boy smirked and crawled over to where he was in front of Yuuta.

"What? Do you have something to confess to me Yuuta-kun?" he asked, crawling over to where he was closer to Yuuta, practically on his lap.

"No; nothing to confess," Yuuta answered. Half of it was a lie; there were so many confessions he could actually make, it was none of Mizuki's business. Just because, he needed to figure out on his own. Mizuki's lips were just centimeters away from Yuuta's own; his eyes fluttered shut as he whispered, "I see."

They kissed. Mizuki moved on him hesitantly, so soft that Yuuta could barely feel it. Mizuki's feelings were placed into that kiss; and Yuuta could feel them all. Something was worrying him. Something was making the usually confident manager upset and depressed. It broke Yuuta's heart and made him want to do something about it. So he did; he made the kiss deeper, he kissed him as if he actually loved him and wanted him. So Mizuki would feel wanted. Mizuki's arms encircled around Yuuta's neck and let him do whatever.

Mizuki would've fallen laid on the ground if it wasn't for him holding onto Yuuta's neck and Yuuta himself holding onto him tightly just to make sure he didn't fall and ht the ground. Their tongues touched and Mizuki moaned at such a contact. Never had he done this to Yuuta. Or had Yuuta do this to him. It felt nice. Really nice. Mizuki had such a kiss before; but that was back then and this was now. Yukito was dead. Yuuta wasn't. It didn't matter right now. All that mattered was this kiss and Yuuta possibly loving him. Maybe. Mizuki wished he could read minds then he'd know whether his precious kouhai loved him or not.

The kiss broke, but then both held onto eachother; as if never wanting to let go. There was a silence between them and only the rustling of leaves from the trees shaded over them gave any noise if any.

"Mizuki-san," whispered Yuuta.

"Hm?"

"You are okay right? Nothing is bothering you? You've really sort of been out of it lately."

Mizuki's eyes widened at the tone of Yuuta's voice, at the way he was asking if he himself was alright.

"No. Nothing at all is bothering me. I'm okay. I'll never be hurt Yuuta-kun, ever," he reassured with a small smile.

That was a lie. Both of them knew that. Mizuki would always some how get hurt by someone or something. Same went for Yuuta.

"Ano…I forgot to tell you. My aniki wants me to be at his graduation ceremony at Seishun; I know Saint Rudolph traditionally has a huge party that night on campus. But I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. That is if you…wanted me there with you," said Yuuta trying to break the little silent guilt trip.

"Ah I see. Then go see your brother that day Yuuta-kun. It's only right of you to see him off. I suppose we could meet during the summer so it wouldn't be goodbye forever or anything like that," replied Mizuki.

Yuuta nodded and looked down at the ground finishing up what was left of his food. The bell rang and both stood up and their eyes met.

"Thank you, Mizuki-san," said Yuuta.

"You're welcome. I'll see you at practice Yuuta," Mizuki replied walking off. Once again he did it as if nothing had happened; as if they didn't kiss or…hold eachother…or talk about what they had talked about. Yuuta sighed and thought for awhile. About his feelings. About how he felt; and all of it was jumbled up and twisty leaving a odd feeling in his stomach.

He felt light headed; almost dizzy as he walked to his next class but shook off the feeling.

(A/N: I'm soooo sorry! My laptop computer broke but thankfully it held up just long enough to let me place all of this story onto a floppy disk. Don't worry updates will be alot faster from now on! I'm about finished with the whole story. Two chapters before I'm finshed so the story should be 26 or 27 chapters long. I hope you'll be surprised when those chapters come along because I have alot of errie things planned! Until next chapter!)