Warning: Unbeta'd, horrible grammar, miss-spell, run-on and etc. AND Aki is a super potty mouth in this one compared to all my other Aki's.

Chapter 2: Rummy Cat Chase

Half a semester of class has passed. He's been doing fine and pretty well since he passed all his midterms. He is especially happy that he got many positive critiques about his photos. And then there's this one guy who had to ruin it, turning that day sour by saying something immature. Stupid Mitai (?) something guy. Fuck him and his shitty attitude and bitch ass jealousy (Akihito doesn't remember his name LOL). What has he ever done to get on the wrong foot with that jerk face, they're not even that acquainted with each other, other than being classmates and shit. And not mentioned ever since the start of class the fuck face as been eyeing him weirdly, especially after their first major assignment he's been getting nastier looks.

More than that Mitai something guy what's been a really pissing him off this whole day -no whole fucking month and a half is the fact that bastard is here-again-.

Yes. That bastard of a neighbor he supposedly walk in on while showering one morning has been coming to the café he work on. As for why when Aki confront him is that, he's a regular customer and that's it.

Bullshit! Who will ever believe that sorry case of a lie. Even a 7 year old can do better (unless he's really not lying)!

Everytime he walks in for his shift, not after an hour or so that bastard would walk in and order his 'usual' which is also their signature (secret) drink "Double Black" which contains half and half of brandy and expresso. Yuck no?

At the beginning it wasn't that bad that he fact his neighbors' a frequent customer/patron (despite everyone treating him like royalty in the café, except him of course), what really ticked him off was that the bastard of a neighbor of his made it so that everytime he comes, Akihito was designated to be one to take and bring the orders. Talk about being treated as royalty. He felt like a lesser human when that bastard walks in with that condescending smirk. And when taking orders, that man always or somehow finds a way to physically make skin contact with him. Let it a small brush to the hand when handing drinks, or accepting payment, no matter what it ! #$% just ughh!

Back to present time. Photography just ended and he was let out early today because today was only for critique, no lecture and his next class isn't until 1pm so he has extra 30 minuets. Walking out the arts building he went and unlock his bicycle from the bike mount*, it was only 8 minutes from Rummy Cat, And it has always been a habitual thing for him to do after Photography class to hang out and snack at Rummy Cat before his next class.

Opening the wooden mini gate to an open garden, a short pathway can be seen reaching up to a small antique looking café. The frequent customers recognized the hazel eyed platinum hair boy right away as some waved their hands in greeting, while he plastered on a wide smile waving back to them.

Once he walked in Satou-san or aka Suran the owner and manager greeted him with her piece (V) sign. Without saying a word the bubble gum pink hair manager walked in the kitchen, once he sat down on his usual solitude space, Suran placed his usual Ceylon iced tea and cake of the day, which happened to be lemon tart.

And then here the bastard appears again, not even 10 minutes pass he sat eating and enjoying his snack. It was right when he was taking a big sip of ice tea, his neighbor walked, all in glory of his magnificent chest and obvious long hours of those tight yet lean muscled abs.

"PPttt!" there goes his tea, splattered almost exaggeratedly from across the room. The misty left of the splatters seem to somehow reached his neighbor because the man was wiping away a sheen of moisture from his torso.

"Like what you're seeing?"

It took a moment before the man's words go through his head, "N-No! I DO NOT!" shouting so loudly Suran ran out to see the problem.

"Asami-sama, is there something wrong?" she asked automatically to the man in formality. There it goes again, Suran the manager treating him like a million buck diamond, Akihito thought.

Suran looked at her employee in question when the man didn't say anything, but she knew better than that, for she has witness some banter between the two when Akihito was not working. It was intense or or least one-sided it was, with Akihito hissing everywhere the man makes his appearance while Asami-sama was still like the calm sea. (Not that she really minds, more like she didn't expect him to act or behave respectful during before or after hour.) She eyed him for a moment but soon retracted her eyes to Asami.

"Nothing." Asami dismissed and soon Suran excused herself after bringing their signature drink to the eerily quiet man.

Akihito was glad Suran left, and has seemed to question any further. He could feel the heat on his face pacifying back to normal and hoped that Asami and Suran didn't notice it. But of course that didn't go unnoticed by his bastard of a neighbor when he finally spoke after the far stretch of silence.

"You really like how look naked or topless." The man mused, but Akihito noticeded it was a statement, not a question.

"I didn't say shit" Akihito simply countered, trying to sound as flat as possible ",more like you need to wear clothes in public that only obvious." Totally avoiding what the man stated by diverting the current conversation into another subject.

Asami only smirked a little to his response, "well your reaction says otherwise."

*ding ding*

Asami: 1 Akihito: 0

And there goes again, his face turned in pink as he feels his face heat up once again. Not saying another words or even eye Asami another look, Akihito turned his head and left Rummy Cat in haste.

To be continued.

Note:

*Bike mount- IDK what it call for those places you put and lock bicycles. I'm sorry if this offends anyone. This is most likely the wrong terminology for it but feel free to correct me.

*ding ding*- sound of bell. In case this didn't make sense. Its suppose to be the sound of the bell in start or end of a sport match for ex: wrestling. Yup. (Just to let you know I don't watch wrestling.)

Thank you for reading this chapter, see you next chapter. Sorry for the late update. Thank you for the patience.

Now working on Level Up!

Furikakechan~~