Confessions

Halfway down the street, Reiji figured out an important fact.

He had no idea where Kazama lived.

He stood in the middle of the sidewalk for a few moments, thinking. To go back to the bar would be awful, but…

Perhaps necessary?

He finally settled on heading to his own home.

The comfort of Tamakoma branch always appealed to him, even more so when he was filled with alcohol and had Kazama in his arms.

Walking inside, he realized with a start that there were still people. "Reiji-san?"

Osamu stood up from the couch. Gaping at who Reiji had with him, Osamu stared awkwardly. As if it were completely normal, Reiji carefully placed Kazama on the couch that Osamu had just vacated before tugging a pillow under his head and spreading out a blanket.

Still disbelieving of what was happening, Osamu left to find Usami.

A few minutes after Reiji sat down across from Kazama to read, Kazama stirred slightly, squinting and batting at the air from the bright light. It was rather catlike.

Reiji found it rather endearing.

Kazama looked around, eyes settling on Reiji. "Kizaki?"

"Kazama. You were drunk."

A displeased expression crossed Kazama's face. "Kako kept spiking my drinks."

Reiji moved to sit on the couch next to Kazama. Kazama was still tangled in the thick blanket, hair sticking out messily. It was a good look, Reiji decided. Different from his usual stiff posture.

Kazama started as he realized exactly how close Reiji was. So close, in fact, that should Kazama lean the slightest bit back, he would knock into his side.

He sat bolt upright in response. Reiji swallowed his doubts, steeled himself, and pulled Kazama gently closer, until they sat flush against each other.

Kazama was very warm.

His face flushed almost instantly. "Kizaki?!"

"Kazama."

Kazama awkwardly turned his head so he could see Reiji.

"I… er… " Reiji stumbled over his words, finally spitting them all out in one breath. "Ilikeyoupleasegooutwithme."

Kazama flushed to the tips of his ears. "… ok." Reiji promptly enveloped Kazama in a warm embrace, partly from relief and partly from the fact that he was fire engine red.

A sharp squeal rang out from the doorway. Both males looked up to see Usami at the entrance, holding a flash camera. "These will sell for so much at your fan bases!"

"USAMI!"