Meet me in Tokyo
Time just seemed to fly bye. Otoya could have sworn that it was only yesterday that his girls were begging him to invite Tokiya over for a New Year's party, seeing as his family lived so far away. Tokiya had tried to deny that he didn't have any plans, but eventually both adults broke down to the sweet gazes of the twins.
But now it was almost summer. In another month his girls would be on summer vacation. And Otoya could totally see his girls whining and complaining that they wanted to see the blue haired male everyday.
Since that first day that Tokiya had come home for dinner the girls had fallen in love with him. They said that he was adorable and they want him to live with them forever. Haruka and Tomochika were both determined to make him their bride. When Otoya explained that he wouldn't be the bride they both gave him a grin.
"Oh please, I could dominant him in a minute." Tomo said tossing a volleyball in the air.
"He would be the perfect bride. I would teach him to cook and clean. Then I could work and support him like a loving husband."
"Girls." Otoya pinched the bridge of his nose after the thirtieth time trying to explain it. "He's a man, you are girls. You would be the brides."
They both looked up at him. "But he's so fragile."
Otoya sighed in frustration. "So?"
"Well." Haruka said looking up from one of her many books sprawled out in front of her. "Don't you want to protect him?"
"That's not the point." The father flushed.
His girls smirked at him. They nodded to one another, as if they were devising their own secret plans that only sister could be able to know. Or was it a girl thing? Otoya couldn't tell.
He clenched his hands and inhaled deeply. He knew that would be planning something. The question was what. He didn't want to get mad at them for being love struck teens, but he also didn't want them to do anything stupid. So letting his anger go, he sighed. "Let's change the conversation."
After changing their talk to something less interesting, time seemed to fly by. Before he even knew it, Otoya was in bede thinking about his life. Thinking about Tokiya and his girls. Mostly the blue haired male.
"Otoya." Tokiya said. The red head could see his thin fram leaning into the doorway. But his face, cloths, even the natural paleness of his face was still hard to make out. "If you want me why haven't you tried yet. I'm waiting."
"Tokiya?" Otoya's eyes blurred from sleep. He rolled out of his bed, feet hitting the floor with a small thud. His red gaze fell away from the other for only a second, but when he looked back Tokiya was gone.
"Catch me." The blue haired one said with a giggle.
"Tokiya you'll wake the girls." Otoya protested. His body moved towards the sound of movement without him even realizing it.
"What are you talking about? You know it's just the two of us."
Otoya managed to reach the door. Slowly popping his head out his eyes caught a glimpse of Tokiya as he raced around another corner. "Hey, come back!"
"Hurry up. You have to catch me." Another bout of laughter came from just beyond his sight. "I might get lost in the maze of house you have. Hurry."
"Tokiya, really, slow down." He fumbled around for the light switch. His flesh grazed over the sharp corner of the picture frame. As he pulled back, he knocked the frame from the wall. The glass shattered upon hitting the floor.
"Slow poke, you'll never catch me if you stay in the past." Tokiya's voice was getting further away.
Otoya couldn't help but to look down at it. His wedding picture. Reaching out with a shaken hand he went to pick it up. He could fix the frame later. Haruka could probably run to the store for him and buy a new one or Tomo if she wasn't too busy studying. He could...
"I'll leave you behind." The voice faint.
Otoya straightened. That's right, he had to find Tokiya. The last thing he wanted was for the man to wake up the twins and all three of them start playing this hide and seek or tag or whatever.
"Tokiya come back!" He left the shattered memory on the floor. His feet carried him down the hallway. When did his house get so big? It really was like a labyrinth.
Eyes adjusting to the darkness, he could see pictures of his family, everything he cherished, and things he wished he could forget. Some were more faded and harder to see that the others, others burned or decaying
"This place is interesting. But you should think of cleaning it." Tokiya taunted from just out of sight.
"I can't." He answered shakily. "Everything here is important."
Tokiya stepped out. A smiled on his face and a hand outstretched to Otoya. "Come on. It's more fun up here."
Without a second thought he took the hand and allowed himself to be pulled forward. Tokiya's hand was cold, and white like snow. He was dressed in white. Only the dark blue of his hair and eyes made him look less like a ghost. He was a blanketed field of snow under the cold blue winter sky.
"Otoya?" He asked. A ghost of a smile on his face.
"Yes?" He answered, red eyes drifting to the framed photos on the walls. They were all new, and special. His time at work, his time with Tokiya.
"You love me, right?"
"Huh?"
"I mean I already know you do." He purred. His free hand making it's way around the redhead's neck in a half hearted hug. He was so close. Otoya could feel the warmth of his breath on his ear. "But I'd like to be able to hear you say it. At least once."
" I lo-"
He was stopped with a kiss. Mind melting, heart racing. Tokiya's moist lips on his. He hadn't been kissed like this in year. When the other male pulled away all he could do was whimper for more.
"Not now." He smiled. "Tell me later."
"When?"
"Anytime but now." Toki let his hand fall out of Otoya's so he could reach up and clutch his tangled short locks. "Just find me and tell me. Until then, let me show you my love."
Otoya jolted awake. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, climbed out of bed, and headed for a shower.
xxx
Otoya yawned for the fifth time since he'd arrived at work, about twenty minutes ago. He had a large stack of papers on his desk, a bunch of calls that needed to be made, and a lot on his mind.
How was he supposed to tell Tokiya, a man, his coworker, that he loved him. That was just too weird. They had only known each other about six months. He barely knew the guy, how could he call that love?
There were so many thoughts running around his mind. He wanted to rationalize it. Somehow find some flaw so he could pick it apart and make himself feel better. He was a father, he had two daughters. He couldn't possibly be in love with a man. It didn't make any sense.
"Otoya?" Tokiya's forced him out of his thoughts. He smiled brightly at the redhead. "I said hello four times."
"Oh." He yawned again. "Hello."
"Have you seen Eiichi anywhere?"
"Not yet."
Ichinose pouted. "Ugh! I told him I had something to talk to him about today."
Otoya shifted in his seat, forcing his eyes away from the other male, who was leaning over his desk. He shifted through his papers to find the one he needed Tokiya to look over for him. He held them out. "He should be here soon, so look over these for me while you wait."
"Sure!" Enthusiasm oozed from him. His hand grabbed the folder, the tip of his finger brushing against Otoya's skin.
The father's face turned as red as his hair. "Thanks."
Half an hour passed in silence before Eiichi arrived at work, his hand carrying a coffee cup. He walked in with half his suit off and shirt barely buttoned.
"Late night?" One of the other employees teased.
"Shut it!" He snapped.
Otoya's eyes drifted over to the blue haired male next to him. He watched him gulp before grabbing a few papers, while knocking half of what he was doing down. He blushed, picking up the file before rushing to their annoyed boss.
"Eiichi!" He called.
Soon they were to far for Otoya to hear, but he watched them over the top of his computer. He didn't see much. Just Tokiya forcing a paper into Eiichi s hand. The brunette gave him a scowled and looked as if he were about to shout a string of curse words. But he didn't. Their boss sighed, crumpling the paper as he shoved it into his pocket, and placed a hand on Tokiya's shoulder.
Otoya looked away as they continued to talk, and walk off to Eiichi's office. He didn't want to let his imagination run wild, but it did. He knew that Eiichi had know Tokiya for a while. And that touch seemed so intimate. What was their relationship? Did Otoya not even have a chance to tell Tokiya how he felt. Probably the worst thing he could do was try to take his boss' lover away.
Unknowingly, he let himself get caught up on the little things, and before he knew it Tokiya was walking back. He didn't even notice all of the things that he was carrying.
"Otoya." He smiled dropping the folders on his desk. "I leave these in your hands."
"Huh?" He blinked.
"I'll be leaving a bit early today. So please help me out, just this once."
Otoya groaned. He should have known. "Fine, whatever."
"You sound like a teenage when you talk like that." Tokiya's laugh sounded like a wind chime, soft and gentle.
"Really? I hadn't noticed." He lied. He knew what he sounded like. He sounded like his girls, after all that's where he picked it up from. They always said things like this. He had just thought it sounded lame when he talked like them. Like when his father tried to use his slang when he was a teen.
Tokiya just laughed.
xxx
Three days had passed. Three workdays and something was missing. Otoya knew what it was. It was a certain blue haired man who made the sun seem dim compared to his overflowing brightness. After leaving early he hadn't come back. And today his desk was cleared, as if he never worked there.
"Eiichi." Otoya stopped his boss. "Where's Toki- Ichinose? He hasn't come to work in a few days, and now all of his things are gone. What's going on?"
The purple eyed man squirmed at the question. It was almost as if he were uncomfortable in his own skin. "Well... you see..."
"Did he get fired? His work was always perfect." He pushed. In the back of his mind he knew 'that' couldn't be the case. Tokiya was the perfect worker, he was friendly in general, no matter who he was talking to. He was the best at everything he did.
"Um."
"Um! Was he fired?"
"No!" He shouted, drawing the attention of other workers. His face lit up. "My office."
He didn't have a chance to walk, his boss was dragging him. Coworkers looked on with faces of goodbye to the poor man. He couldn't lame them, Eiichi looked pissed. And judging by how he slammed the door shut, he probably was.
"He resigned. I would never fire him. Someone who is that good at their job, he could have been anything but he wasted his time here."
"Wasted his time? You make it sound like it's the end."
Pure and raw anguish was clearly visible on the brunette's face. He pushed his glasses up, coving his eyes with his hand. He let out a sigh before speaking. "I'll give you his new address, go visit him. I'm sure he'd love it."
Otoya's eyes watched every letter as it was being written. His mouth dropped along with his heart. He had to read it five more times once the small scrape of paper was in his hands. "Is this recall true?"
"Yeah."
"I-I..'
"What are you waiting for? Go."
Otoya was shocked. "But I still have work."
"Get out of my face before I fire you!" Eiichi yelled loudly.
Both males heard what sounded like the scattering a half dozen feet rushing away. The brunette winked at him before sitting at his desk and starting his own work.
"Thank you." Otoya said softly.
"Hurry up."
xxx
Otoya didn't believe it. He couldn't believe it. It wasn't possible. It wasn't fair. Why was it every time he loved someone they left him? How long? Why didn't Tokiya say anything?
There were a million questions, but no answers.
Third floor, room twelve. The little name plate clearly read Ichinose Tokiya. So it wasn't a prank. This was real.
For a moment he couldn't move. His hand moved for the door knob, but didn't actually meet the cold metal. He couldn't help but to think to himself how much he didn't want this to be real.
Tokiya was the best person ever, and so talented. He couldn't be... dying.
Finally, grasping at all the courage he had, he opened the door. There he was, sitting in the white bed, staring out the window. It strangely reminded him of something that he couldn't place.
"Tokiya."
His head whipped around. Eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to visit you."
"Did Eiichi tell you?" He tisked, "I should have known he would."
"Yeah, I just..." Otoya scratched his head. "I guess I wanted to see you again. You didn't even say goodbye."
"Goodbyes are so sad." Tokiya looked away. "And I'm sick of saying goodbye to loved ones."
"Well." Otoya coughed lightly. "That just means I'll have to come visit you tomorrow and the day after and so on."
"You're an idiot." Tokiya chuckled.
"Naturally I'll have to eventually tell the girls. They'll want to visit you all the time, especially since summer is coming up."
"Hey don't tell them." He yelled. "I don't want them to be sad."
"They'll be sad if they never see you again." Otoya said softly. "I would be too."
"Hey. Come sit down. I'll feel weird if you just stand by the doorway the whole time." Tokiya motioned to the chair in the corner. "You'll have to ask for more when Tomochika and Haruka visit."
"Yeah." Otoya smiled.
"And you have to promise to come often." Tokiya joked. "This has my hopes up."
The redhead sat n the chair, after pulling it close to the bed. "What is it? How long?"
"Personal!" He said in a mocking tone. His face turned grim. "I'd rather keep that just to me, okay. But I promise, I'm not contagious. So you don't have to worry about that when you visit everyday."
"Okay."
Otoya, at that moment, made a promise to himself. He wouldn't be selfish and ask Tokiya to keep fighting. He wouldn't ask the hard questions. And he would wait, until the last moment to sat 'it'. So he wouldn't hurt his friend, he wouldn't tell him.
He grabbed Tokiya's hand. "I promise I'll come."
"Thank you." Tokiya beamed. "I'm so glad we met."
Last chapter.
Um, review if you want, I guess.
SK