Fourteen

Otori woke up finding himself squirming as he opened his eyes to reveal unfamiliar surroundings. It was dark out but Otori could still make out the outlines of certain objects in the room well enough to turn on a bedside lamp. Then he remembered where he was at and blushed at the events that occurred. He was at Shishido's apartment, in his bed…and Shishido was gone.

He found a note on the other side of the small bed.

'I didn't want to wake you but I've headed off to work. Relax and feel free to use anything of mine. Please don't leave my place yet until I return. Snack on some goodies in the cabinet until then and I'll bring back some food. –Shishido'

Otori sighed and sunk down into the bed again wrapping the covers around himself. He couldn't believe it. He told him about his brother but it ended up being more than just that little bit that shocked him. Shishido loved him. Otori blushed again. Why would someone as beautiful and outgoing as Shishido wanted to be with some as quite and shy as Otori?

He didn't understand why but Otori felt joy in knowing someone wanted him and loved him.

--

The doors burst opened as the beautiful looking male entered the rather large ballroom looking furious. He still had on his street clothes but they looked ruffled as if he had slept in them and his hair was halfway up where once he had a pony tail in back was now just to where the fronts were pulled back messily. Despite Shishido Ryou's disheveled-ness he looked dangerous as he glared at Atobe.

"My, we're quite…messy this evening," said Atobe.

"Enough with my appearance you need to worry about you and Otori!" hissed Shishido.

"Now why would I have to worry about myself when everything has already been taken care of for me?" asked Atobe.

Shishido looked even angrier.

"Then worry about him!" he screamed.

"About who?"

"Otori Choutarou you twisted fuck!"

"And who might this Otori Choutarou be?" asked Atobe leaning back into his arm chair.

"Your brother! And if you don't settle things I'll settle your life on end," answered Shishido.

Atobe blinked.

"That person? Now how do you know it's true Ryou? Has he had any proof, had he had anything to show you to prove that he's my brother?" he asked.

"Enough with your damn questions in that tone! Yes, I've heard enough to believe it. He has copies of birth certificates and he's been here in the US for a year trying to see you. He came all the way from Hokkaido and yet you're pushing him away without giving him a chance!" exclaimed Shishido who started to pace around the room frantically throw his arms up in frustration. He often did this when he was mad and sometimes when he was really mad he'd jumble up Japanese with English. That part actually was quite an amusing thing to witness in Atobe's opinion.

"I'm guessing you're friends with him," said Atobe dully.

Shishido's eyes glittered.

"More than friends," he corrected.

Atobe shot up out his chair and looked at Shishido awestruck.

"W-what?"

"Otori and I are lovers," answered Shishido.

"So this is why you're doing this!" exclaimed Atobe.

"Yeah no shit Sherlock, and you better settle his with Otori or I'll never forgive you. You should realize right now that he has nobody. His mom died last year and told him the truth about him before she died. That's why he left to come here. You're the only living relative he has," said Shishido.

Atobe sighed.

"Bring him here tomorrow then. I'll be expecting him and you. We'll have discussion over tea. Now if you don't mind I have some business to take care of," he said.

"Did your father ever tell you about him?" asked Shishido as he walked to the door.

"Yes, that's why I refused to see that boy. I guess I have no choice now," called out Atobe walking up the spiral stairs leading to the second floor on his mansion.

--

Gakuto's phone beeped informing him that he had a text message during dinner. Jiroh coughed a little and continued to eat with a smile on his face. Gakuto flipped open his phone and glanced at Jiroh.

"You're okay?" he asked.

"Yeah just peachy," Jiroh replied with thumbs up.

Gakuto went back to his phone and gasped.

"What the hell? This person has my cell phone number too! And he's blocking his!" he exclaimed.

Jiroh burst out laughing, "What your secret admirer?"

"Yes!"

Gakuto looked back at the message again.

'I'm taking it that you got my message?'

Gakuto hit the reply button on his phone and texted back.

'Yes I did. Who exactly are you?'-G

Gakuto waited for the reply to come and within minutes it did.

'I wouldn't be a Secret Admirer now if I told you… I'm glad you actually realize that it's me. –SA'

Gakuto rolled his eyes and almost groaned in frustration. He guessed that was the point of not giving a name but Gakuto still wanted to know who was so infatuated with him or to know whether this was some stupid joke done by someone…

'How did you get my number?'-G

The text came back just as quickly.

'I looked it up… I looked everywhere to find the information I needed to get a hold of you so we'd be able to talk.-SA'

Gakuto paled. Did he have a stalker? The idea of that actually sounded scary. He texted back again.

'If you really like me so much why don't you see me in person or tell me who you are?'-G

Jiroh chuckled placing the dishes in their sink in the dull backroom.

"Quite determined now aren't you? I thought you had feelings for Oshitari-sama?" he teased.

Gakuto turned pink, "I'm hoping it's him."

Jiroh looked shocked and then grinned.

"Oh really now? What if it isn't? What if you're leading on someone who isn't him?" he asked.

"Then I'll apologize and say I was hoping that it was someone else and that I have feelings for a different someone and that I'm flattered that they feel that way for me but it won't work out," answered Gakuto.

Jiroh smiled softly at Gakuto.

"You're just planning this all since you got that letter hm?" he asked.

"Sort of. I don't know how to really plunge into this sort of thing but I'm just inwardly hoping that-"another beep interrupted Gakuto from what he was saying.

'I guess you could say Gakuto that I'm quite shy and I'm so scared of admitting my feelings to you in person. I promise you'll eventually get to see me in person and know that I have feelings for you. You've already have seen me quite a couple times actually if that gives you any comfort. Please just be patient with me.-SA'

Gakuto was comforted that he had seen the person before; he once again could secretly hope it was who he wanted it to be but he knew that his hopes would probably be shot down in flames. Gakuto continued to text until his secret admirer said he needed to go to bed and that it was late and that Gakuto would have to wake up early in the morning if he was going to work. Gakuto went to sleep as soon as he texted a goodnight to the other line once again having high hopes.