A/N: Here's RenMasa, as promised...Enjoy!

Jinguji Ren x Hijirikawa Masato

One of the first things Masato learnt about Ren was that he hated chocolate, which was ironic given that he was born on Valentine's Day. But despite his obvious dislike for the said confection, it definitely didn't stop him from receiving countless chocolates from his admirers on Valentine's Day and it certainly pisses Masato off to no end.

Their day started off pretty decently.

Masato made breakfast as usual and Ren was extra clingy that morning, using his birthday as an excuse to demand more kisses than usual which the blunette obliged, saying it's the only birthday present he'll be getting from him this year and causing the other to pout like a child being denied his favourite candy. That was normal enough, for them at least…

But the moment they walked into the TV station where both of them had a series of interviews to attend throughout the entire day, things started going downhill fast. The lobby was filled with girls, all dressed to perfection and every single one of them were carrying colourful packages containing what Masato guessed to be chocolates, and the moment the girls saw them walking in, it was madness. If it weren't for the extra security around, they would never have made it to the first interview in one piece.

It made them both feel bad that the girls went through all that trouble to come all the way here and all they could do was wave and smile at them from afar but it was something that can't be helped. Things could potentially get out of hand anytime and so their agency had to make sure that certain measures were taken, in case something like that happened.

But deep inside, Masato was secretly glad that he didn't have to deal with the girls, or else he wouldn't know how to turn down any of them. All his life, with the exception of kindergarten and that one year he spent at Saotome Academy, he had been studying in an all-boys environment and that meant that he had very limited interactions with the opposite sex. While he could talk and interact with girls just fine, he had no clue how to turn them down without hurting their feelings and to make matters worse, it's Valentine's Day and that makes the rejection twice as hard to make. If the situation allowed it, he would simply tell the girl that he was already seeing someone else but saying that meant revealing the fact that he was in a relationship with someone and that spells trouble on so many different levels, starting with his father.

Although the girls in the lobby didn't manage to hand him any of their chocolates but some of the staff within the station did! Various boxes and packages were thrust in his way by countless girls - some of them were blushing and stammering while others were smiling confidently at him. He felt the guilt eating away at him as he knew that he had to disappoint them and reject every single one of them but it had to be done, and so he turned them down as gently as possible citing that his career is more of a priority than relationships. The entire process made him feel awful as he saw the girls' smiles falling and start blinking back the tears in their eyes.

While he had a hard time rejecting all those girls, the very person whom he was rejecting them for was seemingly enjoying the extra attention he received from the ladies. His own boyfriend was giving the girls one of his adoring smiles and was flirting right back. He could barely carry the packages that he's been handed and someone had to pass him a box to put everything in it, and Masato had a feeling it the amount would only increase as the day went by. And he was right…

With every passing hour, the pile only increased and Ren was still happily flirting away with every giggling or blushing girl who came up to him. He wasn't sure what kind of facial expression he had on but it sure as hell served him well in warding off everyone who tried to talk to him. When Ren tried to catch his eye, he looked away and whenever they needed to talk, he spoke to him in cold, civil tones only. Other people wouldn't be able to tell the difference but Ren could, and that was exactly Masato's intention.

He hated this side of him – this ugly, jealous side which he never knew existed within him until he started going out with Ren. He always disapproved of how he was constantly flirting with anything that wore a skirt but when they started dating, he found himself hating every moment of it. No matter how many times Ren insisted it was all part of the act to keep their, on so many levels, forbidden relationship, he still hated it and he hated himself even more for losing his composure.

And when all the exhausting interviews with the same repetitive questions were done, he was about to walk out of the building when one of the staff came up to him, juggling two huge boxes in his arms.

"Hijirikawa-san, thank goodness I caught you before you left. Eh… you see, your ehm, fans… left these for you. We know you're busy and you wouldn't have time to see them personally, so we took the liberty of taking these for you."

The blunette stared at the poor guy struggling not to fall over from the sheer weight from the boxes. For some reason, he even looked slightly fidgety when he was talking to him. He can't look that intimidating… right?

With a sigh, Masato turned to the man with a small smile. "I'm sorry for your trouble," he paused to glance at the other man's name tag, "Maeno-san, is it? Thanks for your hard work."

The man handed him the boxes and went back to his work. The driver who was supposed to pick both him and Ren up arrived and there was still no sign of the latter anywhere. Gritting his teeth, he balanced the boxes with one hand before opening the door. Once he was in the car, he slammed the door with a loud 'thud'.

"Excuse me Saeki-san, you can leave now." The blunette called to the driver.

The driver was confused. "Eh? But what about Jinguji-sama…?"

"He's busy at the moment, and I think he can manage himself just fine without us." Masato answered curtly.

The driver dared not question the other man any further and drove away from the station without another word.

"Say, Saeki-san, you're married aren't you…? Do you have children?" Masato questioned out of the blue.

Saeki was puzzled at the blunette's sudden question. "Yes, I have 2 - a son and a daughter…"

"By any chance, are they fond of sweets?"

"… Yes, very much so. But why are you asking, sir?"

"Then you can take all of these home," Masato gestured towards the boxes laden with chocolates, "for your kids. I'm sure they'll enjoy them."

"But sir, those are…" Saeki started to protest before the blunette cut him off.

"Let's just say I am not in a position to receive chocolates from anyone at all."

"… If you insist, Hijirikawa-sama."

-x-

Ren could literally feel himself losing his temper by the minute.

It was one thing to be bombarded with girls literally from the moment he stepping into the building, but to be stranded outside without his ride or boyfriend in sight with several extremely heavy boxes at his feet and a bunch of girls who looked suspiciously like they were trying to offer him a ride and frankly, he was a little worried about what would happen to his (non-existent) innocence if he accepted their invitation.

To be honest, the orange haired man never enjoyed his birthdays. For starters, no one was ever around for them ever since his mother passed on and none of them ever seemed to remember except for his family butler and several older servants in his household. When he got older, it became customary for him to receive Valentine's chocolates as birthday presents from the girls in his school. Although he personally hated chocolate (bad childhood experience, not worthy of mentioning), he would always accept them with a smile and flirt back a little with the girl in question and it was a pattern that repeated itself year after year.

But this year was different, it should have been different.

He really expected things to be different this year, especially since he was in an actual steady relationship with someone for the first time in his life, and with Hijirikawa Masato to boot. It had taken him months and months of effort to court and convince the blunette that he was actually serious about pursuing a relationship with him.

Hijirikawa Masato was generally not an approachable man. He took everything that's thrown in his way seriously (maybe even a little too seriously) and he constantly had that stoic look on his face on his face that probably scared people away the moment they saw him. He made sure he kept his emotions in check and his true feelings hidden away from everyone else, thus building an impregnable wall around himself and leaving few who actually dare to even attempt to scale those walls. In Ren's opinion, he had never worked so hard in his life for something he wanted and it was definitely worth every bit of effort he put into breaking those walls the blunette built around himself, and the rewards were much more than what he expected in countless ways.

Everything was fine this morning when they were at home.

Masato had woken up at the crack of dawn but instead of leaving the room right away like he usually did, he woke him up with a soft kiss on his lips and whispered 'happy birthday' in his ear. The blunette had responded to his playful banter for more kisses, and he managed to steal a couple more from him just before they left their apartment. But when they entered the TV station, he never expected to be swarmed with his fans who were waiting to hand him their chocolates. Although he managed to avoid those who were waiting in the lobby, he couldn't escape those who were working at the station already.

Keeping with his image as the ladies man of the group, he accepted chocolates from every girl who came up to him with a smile and maybe a little flirting here and there too. There were several of them who were bold enough to slip him their number and whispered 'invitations' for him to meet them somewhere later that night, and even one girl who slipped him a hotel keycard with the room number written on a piece of paper stuck to it. Even Ren widened his eyes over that one before he hastily declined with a smile saying that he already had a date with someone tonight (technically not a lie, since he never specified who).

While he seemed to be the center of attention of most of the ladies in the building, he couldn't seem to catch the attention of the one who mattered most to him. No matter what he did to catch Masato's attention, the blunette seemed to turn his attention to anything but him and he knew the other well enough to no miss the ice in Masato's voice, meaning he was extremely pissed off at him.

Ren was planning to catch Masato before he had a chance to walk out of the studio to ask what was wrong, but before he could do that, he got cornered by yet another group of girls who were eager to hand him their chocolates and his boyfriend managed to slip away. By the time he actually got to the lobby with one of the station's staff carrying cardboard boxes that are filled to the brim with chocolates (in addition to the two he was carrying himself), there was no Masato in sight or the car that was supposed to pick them both up.

Turning around, he walked right up to the front desk and dumped the boxes on the floor with a not-so-gentle 'thud', startling the receptionist at the desk and causing her to look up from her work, only to see an almost-scowling Jinguji Ren staring down at her.

"Excuse me, but have you seen Hijirikawa anywhere?" Ren asked.

"Y-you mean Hijirikawa-sama? H-he left in a black car, j-just minutes before you came out." The frazzled girl answered.

The look on Ren's face darkened for a moment before he muttered a 'thank you' to the poor receptionist. Pulling out his phone from the pocket of his pants, he unlocked it and proceeded to dial a number that he had long since memorized ever since he was a child.

"George…" He half-snapped into the phone the moment his butler picked up, "I need a ride home. I've been abandoned by Hijirikawa…"

-x-

When Ren got back to their apartment, he found Masato already in front of the television set, watching the evening news and already dressed in his usual kinagashi style. He didn't turn when he heard him close the door and neither did he respond with his usual 'welcome back'.

As Ren walked into the living room, he noticed that the blunette was in fact, eating chocolates which was funny because he was never one for sweet things. But considering the fact that these chocolates were green in colour, which he guessed to be matcha-flavoured chocolates, these would be considerably less sweet compared to regular chocolates.

"Well, Hijirikawa… May I just congratulate you on your fine day's work of leaving me at the TV station while you went home ahead to enjoy someone else's chocolates." Ren drawled sarcastically as he sat down on the sofa across Masato.

When Masato kept on ignoring him, he switched tactics and moved to sit next to the blunette.

"Hey… what's wrong with you today?" He tried coaxing gently in a voice that had worked on the other man, occasionally that is. But apparently not this time, and that irritated Ren a little.

"Come on, honestly… What's wrong? I can't read minds, so I don't know what is going on right now and if you don't tell me what it is, how the hell are we supposed to settle it?"

The blue haired man said nothing at all and just leaned forward and picked up another piece of chocolate. Reaching the end of his patience, Ren swooped in and took a bite out of the chocolate Masato was holding, effectively catching the attention of the latter.

"W-what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Finally caught your attention huh? Now, spill…"

"I have nothing to say."

"Oh really? Then can you explain to me why you gave me the cold shoulder this entire afternoon, and tell me what drove you to abandon me at the station without warning?"

Masato, who had been holding back his irritation this whole time, reached for the remote control and muted the television before glaring at his lover with those violet eyes of his.

"I left you at the station because I assume you already have someone else to spend the night with, and judging by the amount of chocolates and 'invitations' you received today, accepting any one of them wouldn't be a problem. So I went home ahead, knowing you wouldn't be needing a ride home anyway."

It irked Masato that he was unable to keep the bitter tone out of his voice. He was basically showing his feelings to him blatantly while he should have been able to keep a cool head about this. But of course, how many times had he been able to keep a cool head when it came to him?

Ren was surprised at his lover's outburst, who basically just admitted he was jealous. Getting Hijirikawa Masato to admit his own feelings was almost as hard as winning the lottery and here he was, openly (albeit accidentally) admitting that he was jealous. A small part of Ren's brain wondered if he should try his luck by buying a lottery ticket tomorrow, just to see how far his luck could go, but he quickly pushed that thought aside.

"My my, did you just admit that you are jealous? I never took you for the jealous lover type. So the whole fiasco today was because the great Hijirikawa Masato was jealous that I was receiving chocolates today?" Ren teased.

"If you plan to mock me further Jinguji, then leave me alone."

"Oh come on, it's not a big deal. It wasn't like I accepted their confessions or anything, it's just chocolate and you know I won't be returning the favour on White Day. Plus, I saw you receiving your fair share of chocolates too."

"I turned down those who were handed to me personally because unlike a certain someone, I am actually aware that I am not in a position to be receiving chocolates from anyone else, but I couldn't do anything about the ones that were given to me without my knowledge. So I gave them away to Saeki-san for his children."

"Saeki-san, the driver?"

"Yes."

Ren let Masato's words sink in before turning to face the latter. Without warning, he flicked his lover's forehead with considerable force that left a red mark against the other's pale skin.

"What the hell are you doing?" Masato half-shouted at the orange haired man as he rubbed the spot where he had been flicked.

"Silly Masayan…" Ren said with an endearing smile, "How many times have we gone through this? This is all for show, an act. No matter how many times you see me flirting with someone else, it means nothing and it serves us well in hiding our relationship. Just imagine, if I stop being the flirty playboy of the group all of a sudden, people are going to start asking questions and when they do, something is bound to slip out sooner or later. Although personally I would love to shout the fact that we're dating from the top of Tokyo Tower, I always have you to think about. My world revolves around you, and only you. So please don't ever forget that, alright? Although I won't deny that I do enjoy the attention from the ladies sometimes, I would much prefer to bask under your attentions." To prove his point, Ren pressed a kiss on the back of Masato's hand.

"Flattery won't work on me, Jinguji. I am not one of your 'little lambs'." Masato scoffed, even though he could feel his cheeks getting warmer and his anger towards the other man draining away bit by bit.

"Ahh, but you are my lovely little darling, mi amore…"

"Save it. I'm not in the mood for your games right now."

"Does that mean you're in the mood for something else?" Ren teased while sending a suggestive wink in his lover's direction.

"Do the world a favour and drop dead."

"But you'll miss me if I do that…"

"Not likely."

"You're still mad at me, aren't you? Look, if it matters so much to you, I won't accept any chocolates from anyone else. I'll start paying less attention to the girls, and shower you with all of my affections. Happy now?"

Masato eyed the other man skeptically before giving up with a sigh. "I wonder why I put up with your nonsense every single time."

"That's because you love me more than you're willing to admit... Now that we've settled things, where are they?"

Masato was confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me Masayan. I mean my homemade honmei chocolates from you."

"Hah? What makes you think I'd give them to you? And you hate chocolate anyway."

"Just because I hate them doesn't mean I won't expect any from you on Valentine's Day. But just in case you don't have any this, there are always other ways to please me."

"In your dreams Jinguji… Here," Masato pushed the container of chocolates in the other's direction. "I made them myself for my own enjoyment but since you asked, you can have them."

Ren smirked at his lover's obvious lie before picking up a piece and popped it into his mouth, savouring the bitterness of the matcha that mingled with the sweetness of the chocolate. "You don't have to hide Masayan, I know you made these specially for me. Thank you, they taste absolutely wonderful."

Masato only responded with his usual 'hmph' and turned his attention back to the television. Just as he was about to press the 'Unmute' button, Ren fished the remote control out of his hands.

"Oh no, you don't… I want the second part of my birthday present now." Ren murmured huskily before he sealed the other's mouth in a hot searing kiss.

Usually, Masato would resist him a little and then protest about the suddenness of the kiss but today, the blunette couldn't find it in him to resist in any way. Part of him wondered what was wrong with him today while a larger and less noble part of his sanity screamed at him to surrender himself to Ren, and he did. One of his hands found it's way around to the nape of the other's neck, his fingers sinking into his hair and gripping the orange strands tightly as Ren slowly made his way down his neck, alternating between kisses and gentle nibbles that sent shivers down Masato's spine.

Just as Ren's hand trailed down and began untying the obi that held Masato's kimono close, an interesting thought struck him. He dragged his mouth away from the blunette's collar bone which was now sporting a bright red hickey, leaving a confused Masato with messy hair staring up at him.

"Say Masa… Wanna go to Paris?" Ren asked nonchalantly like it was the most normal question to ask in the middle of a make out session.

"W-what?"

"I said, do you want to go to Paris, with me?"

"What, now?"

Ren almost rolled his eyes at Masato's question. "No, next year… Yes, of course now!"

"What? No way! What the hell are we even going all the way to France for anyway? That's like 16 hours of flying…"

"For fun of course. We haven't had a proper break in months, we've never gone on a holiday before with just the two of us, you haven't given me a birthday present yet, and it's not like we both can't afford it. This is the perfect excuse to go isn't it?"

"No, it is not! This is on too short-noticed, and we can't just leave…" Masato began protesting but Ren put a finger to his lips to quiet him down.

"Your schedule in free for the next four days isn't it?"

"Yes, it is… But…"

"Your passport is in order, correct?" Ren pressed on.

"I just had it renewed it last month."

"Excellent. Now all we have to do is book the next flight to Paris. I'll call the airport now…" Ren grinned .

"Oi Jinguji, wait just a moment…"

"Masayan, sometimes we need to be a little spontaneous in life. What's better than to anjoy a romantic holiday with your loved one within the City of Love itself? Come on… just pretend that you're entertaining my whim of wanting to spend my birthday in Paris for a change."

Ren didn't even bother to hide the pleading tone in his voice. Knowing that the other man wouldn't give up until he said yes, there was no other choice.

Masato sighed. "I don't have to pretend, I'm already entertaining your whims every day."

"I knew you'd say yes," Ren grinned triumphantly as he dialed the number to purchase the tickets.

"Crazy over-the-top bastard…" Masato grumbled, "I should have pushed you into the lake when we first met and save myself a lot of trouble…"

"But you didn't… And you love me anyway, so deal with it."

And in approximately two and a half hours later, a very annoyed Tokiya (whose sexy time with a certain red head got interrupted) received a text from Ren informing him that both him and Masato are only their way to Paris right now and there was no need to contact for them within the next four days unless it was a matter of life or death.

"Stupid bastards..." Tokiya cursed. "One of these days, I'm definitely going to return the favour."

Otoya could only laughed at his lover's annoyance as he wrapped his arms around the latter and pulled him down for another kiss.

-owari-

A/N: Here's the 3rd and final part of Valentine Kiss. Sorry for the repeated delay and the obvious cheesiness of the stories. If you were here for the story, you have reached the end of it. I hope you enjoyed it but if you care to read a little more about my reason for being late, you can proceed to the special Author's Note after this, if not you can stop right here.

Happy (very, very belated!) Valentine's Day everyone, and thank you for reading this.