Makoto stared into his cup of hot chocolate, he had invited Kisumi out to a nearby café on their lunch break to talk to him. But now they were here he had no idea how to go about bringing the subject. Makoto sighed having a sip of his drink, he hated confrontations but he had no everything that had happened.
"The barista is very cute" Kisumi said sitting down with his coffee still eyeing the boy behind the coffee machine "So what is the occasion for inviting me out for lunch?"
Makoto sat his coffee down "I wanted to talk about my birthday"
"Now that was a fun night!" He sad raising his cup to his lips then muttered so Makoto wouldn't hear him "Although it could have been better"
"Yeah it was fun, what I remember anyway" he looked up straight into Kisumi's eyes "I need to ask you I-if you gave me this?"
Makoto had pulled his shirt down revealing the mark on his neck Kisimu smiled "Yeah that was me"
Makoto was taken aback by how proud Kisumi sounded "B-but why?"
Kisumi shrugged and smiled sweetly "I had a little too much to drink?! Besides you sounded like you enjoyed at the time"
Makoto looked back down at his drink "I-I don't remember any of it" he said softly shame edging his voice.
Kisumi's smile faulted slightly unnoticed by Makoto "Well next time I'll make sure you remember" he said with a wink.
Makoto sighed he wondered if he should tell Kisumi about Rin's theory about his drink being spiked, he didn't think that would be something Kisumi would do, so he decided not mention it. He let the whole conversation change to a different topic, something about the hot Barista, Makoto wasn't really paying attention caught up in his own thoughts.
Later that night Makoto was attempting to cook curry when there was a sudden knock at his door, causing him to burn his finger on the pot. Cursing he sucked his finger and made his way to the door, opening it to find Haru standing holding a container.
"H-Haru! What are you doing here?" Makoto asked taking his finger out of his mouth
Haru noticed his finger "Are you trying to cook?"
Makoto's face went red "I-I thought I'd give it a go"
Haru walked past Makoto inside "You know bad things happen when you cook"
Makoto's shoulders slumped down in defeat "I know"
Haru went straight to kitchen to inspect what Makoto had been trying to cook. He began busying himself fixing everything Makoto had done wrong. Makoto stood in the kitchen watching Haru silently as he cooked, He had always loved watching Haru doing what he loved, whether it was cooking or swimming.
Makoto shook his head "What are you doing here?"
Haru paused over the pot for a second "I brought you some food you can heat up for a few days"
Makoto cocked his head to the side "You didn't have to do that Haru, I have been looking after myself for a while now" Makoto chuckled then stop noticing Haru had stopped "Everything ok Haru?"
Haru turned to face Makoto "I'm really sorry I left"
Makoto sighed "Haru, you should know I could never stay angry at you no matter what you did"
Haru looked down "I should of at least told you"
Makoto thought back to when Haru had left, he had gone through so much pain and grief. But looking at Haru right now looking so sad and ashamed he couldn't stay angry, how could he when he loved Haru so much. He grabbed Haru by the shoulders, causing Haru to look up at him "I forgive you Haru"
Haru's face softened ever so slightly and Makoto swore he saw some redness in his cheeks "I need to finish fixing this" he said turning back to the stove.
Makoto sat down at the table Haru's warmth burnt into his hands, he was getting to close again. He was weak to everything to do with Haru. Although there was no evidence to say that Haru would leave again he couldn't bring himself to trust that he wouldn't.
Haru placed the food on the table and sat opposite Makoto, they ate in an uncomfortable silence. It occurred to Makoto that things would never be the same between them and that in itself hurt. "How's the shops reconstruction going?"
Haru swallowed what was in his mouth "it should be ready to re-open in a couple days"
"That's great! I bet your itching to get back to work"
"mmhmm" Haru grunted "Makoto we need to talk about something"
"Oh if it's about my birthday I talked to Kisumi and he said he was pretty drunk to" Makoto smiled "So I don't think he spiked my drink, it must have just been an accident"
Haru glared at his food "I don't believe that, but that's not what I wanted to talk about"
Makoto tilted his head confused "then what?"
"The reason why you never heard from me" Haru said without looking up from his food "It was Rin that stopped it all"
"Rin?"
"he deleted your number and email without me knowning, then ripped up every letter I had written" Haru said idly playing with his food
"Why?"
Haru sighed "He can get very jealous, he thought I'd come running back to you at anytime"
Makoto stared at Haru, Rin being jealous was believeable but for him to delete everything and stop the contact in every way was abit over the top. "why would he be so jealous? We've always been just friends; it was him that you loved"
Haru just shrugged and got up to clear the table "I just wanted you to know that I did try to get in contact with you"
Haru took the plates to the kitchen leaving Makoto to sit and take everything in. Rin would get to jealous unless there was a reason, although he was known for being over reactive. Haru had always only loved Rin, which is what hurt the most when he left. Although Makoto was happy his friend was in love, there was always that part of him that had hoped Haru would love him. Makoto looked over to Haru who was washing the dishes, he didn't want to admit it to himself but he had never stopped loving Haru and doubted he ever would. The question was should he risk their friendship again and tell him how he feels?
A/N
OMG! i am so so so soooooooo sorry this took so long
life just keeps throwing obsticals at me and its frustrating but here is the chapter :)
For being slack ill have the next chapter up ASAP i promise!
please enjoy
