A/N: Thank you for all those people who support me~! God bless you all! Now, here's chapter seven (7) and I hope you all enjoy this~ *wink*
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Chapter 7: Jealousy and Confession
Shouichi, was doing his best to avoid and distance himself away from Byakuran. For the past few weeks, he had done nothing but execute his well thought out plan to avoid making any contact with Byakuran-san, and…it seemed to work so far. After his chat with Mukuro-san and after thinking and thinking about it, he had come to a decision, and he was going to stick to it. It didn't matter whether his chest protested with his plan; he chose to ignore it and still proceeded with his plan.
Mukuro-san has started his moves too, he had spend most of his time together with Byakuran while Shouichi spends most of his time in the library, scribbling important notes for his homework and project. After thinking about the news things he learned, he didn't have a face to show at a certain achromatic-haired. But that doesn't matter, Shouichi doesn't remember anything nor would he want to remember anything. He was fine with the things he have now.
So it doesn't bother him really. It doesn't bother him whenever he sees Mukuro-san with Byakuran. It doesn't bother him when he ignores Byakuran's calls and advances. It doesn't bother him whenever his chest throbbed whenever he sees Byakuran-san having fun with someone else. It doesn't bother him, but if it doesn't bother him, why the hell does he keep thinking about it?
With a loud sigh, he drops his pen and yawned, stretching his arms. He frowns and brushes away the thoughts that doesn't concern the equations printed in his mind. But a knock on his door interrupted his mental calculations.
"Yes?" he answered. A few minutes of silence passed before a familiar voice uttered on the other side of the door.
"Shou-chan?" Shouichi froze as he stared at the door with wide eyes. "What?" he tried to make his tone as calm as possible.
"Can we talk?" Byakuran asked.
"I'm busy." He muttered quickly. Silence. Shouichi sighed then the sound of keys jingling reached his ears then the next thing he knew he is looking at Byakuran with wide eyes.
"Di-Didn't I told you not to barge into my room without knocking?" he snapped, glaring at the intruder that destroyed his good mood.
"I did knock Shou-chan, I need to talk to you." Byakuran smiled faintly at the redhead. Shouichi turned away from him, face getting hotter all of a sudden.
"I told you I'm busy. "He said, picking up his pen and continued his work.
"Shou-chan, are you avoiding me?" Byakuran with meticulous steps, moves towards the redhead. Shouichi grimace and desperately tried to calm his heart down or it might jump out of his chest if he is not careful.
"No."
"You are Shou-chan." Byakuran's voice gets whiny and childish.
"I'm not." He replied petulantly. Byakuran is a few inches away from his table and this time clasped at the redhead's sleeve.
"You are Shou-chan, I just know. You haven't talked to me since…last week! And every time you see me you turn to another direction. You are ignoring me Shou-chan!" Snap.
"Yes! I' am ignoring you! You-You got a problem with that?" Shouichi snapped. Byakuran is slightly taken aback by the redhead's outburst. Apparently, it frustrated him to ignore Byakuran-san too. It infuriates him when Mukuro told him to detach himself away from his husband-to-be. What right did that bastard have to tell him to separate himself away from Byakuran-san.
But he can't do anything about it. Mukuro's got a point though. Someone as renowned as Byakuran-san doesn't deserve an unfortunate, needy, and disfavored Irie Shouichi. He was better off with someone as venerated as Mukuro. What would he get from someone like him? Like Mukuro-san said, he was just an eyesore.
Teeth biting at his bottom lip, hard enough to bleed, Shouichi feels water run down his cheek. What…? Inhaling deeply, he roughly wiped the tears away.
"Shou-chan? What's wrong?" Shouichi slaps his hand away.
"No. Nothing. Excuse me." He walks past a bewildered Byakuran and without another word; he goes out without any idea where he was going. He knew it was for the best. But why does it feel like he's breaking apart?
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Shouichi stops in his tracks as he finds himself far from the large mansion. He was thankful that he didn't come across Byakuran's… followers. He, dazedly walked without even looking once at the traffic light that remains green until-
"Shouichi!" he makes a noise at the back of his throat when a strong arm wrapped around his middle, effectively pulling him away from harm's way. His savior turned him to face- Byakuran's look alike.
"You idiot! Are you trying to kill yourself?" Ghost exclaimed, shaking the redhead. Shouichi gawked at him, with wide eyes and brows raised together delicately. "E-Eh? Uh…sorry Ghost-san." Ghost eased his grip on the redhead's shoulder. Shouichi stumbled a bit, wiping his tears away roughly with the back of his hand.
"What's wrong? I saw you running away?" Ghost's tone is full of worry as he stared at the redhead with obvious concern. Shouichi inhaled sharply.
"It's no-nothing." He lied. But Ghost didn't seem to believe as he arch his brow when the redhead continued to wipe the stubborn tears away. The taller man grabs his wrists then wiped the tears away himself. Shouichi gazed at him with wide eyes; he flushed as those warm hands stroked his cheek, while his purple eyes seem to enthrall the redhead.
"Did you and my brother fight? You seem to have been avoiding him lately." So, he noticed too. Shouichi wilted and he sighed wearily. He doesn't want to talk about him again. He probably wouldn't last and probably breakdown right then and there.
"Nee, Ghost-san, do you know a fun place?"
The day passed like a blur, Shouichi, accompanied by Ghost they went to many places to relieve his…stress. Who would have thought Ghost knew places that Shouichi loves too. They went to an instrument shop where he can't stop staring at an attractive acoustic guitar. It was an expensive one but it really…entranced him.
Ghost, who was watching the redhead with amusement, grabbed the guitar (Shouichi was staring at) then proceeded to the cashier. Shouichi's protests were ignored when the white-haired flashed him a toothy grin and handed the redhead the guitar after the cashier thanked his purchase. The redhead looked hesitant if whether he would accept the priceless gift but yield when the other man looked like he's going to sulk if he refused.
Then they went to many shops into another, gazing at the things that caught their interest. Shouichi, at some point of their dat-er-day, feels a small smile spread on his lips. He is enjoying his time with Ghost and it actually made him forget about what had happened early in the morning. Everything happened so fast and now they were happily eating at a well-known café.
"Did you have fun?" Ghost asked suddenly, lips twitching into a dazzling smile. Shouichi smiled and nodded.
"I'm glad." He muttered, sipping his coffee. Shouichi happily munched the cake he was having. The icing melted in his mouth and he couldn't help but giggle.
"Is it that good?"
"Uh, yeah. It's very delicious." Shouichi muttered. And they talked about things about themselves and Shouichi founds himself learning more about the only man in Byakuran's mansion he finds himself very comfortable with.
He had come to know how different Ghost was to him brother. He is much more mature and easy-going than Byakuran. The older brother is so childish and spoiled that Shouichi wondered if he was really the older one, because he doesn't actually like one. If Shouichi would have to chose whether of the two he would chose to spend the day with, he would chose Ghost.
It's not that he hated spending time with Byakuran, he has his Mukuro-san, so there's no need for Shouichi to be thinking about him. He was better off to where he belonged. His world is very different from Byakuran's and he doesn't deserve someone like him. Byakuran was better off having someone with a high status not like Shouichi.
Good mood gone all of a sudden, Shouichi stops on his tracks and frowns, and his grip on his guitar tightened considerably as tears threatened to fall from his eyes. No, not again. He had enough of this. He doesn't think he can take it anymore. His chest throbbed uncomfortably then surprise. Strong arms wrapped around his petite form, and white locks tickled his nape as Ghost dropped his head on his neck.
"Everything's going to be okay. It's okay if you cry. I'll be here for you." Ghost whispered in his ear. Shouichi whimpered and wrapped his arms around the taller man, sobbing uncontrollably. Ghost stroked Shouichi's back soothingly. "It's okay Shouichi." he mumbled, frowning as the smaller male continued to weep. Seconds, and minutes passed and both of them just stood there, even if they were already near the large mansion. Shouichi continued to sob while Ghost soothed him.
"Shouichi?" he asked after a few more minutes when he can't hear than soft breathing. The form in his hold relaxed against him.
"Shouichi?" he asked again, now a bit worried when the redhead did not answer. He moved the redhead to find him…sleeping. He smiled softly then without any second thoughts, took the guitar and flings it on his shoulders, and picked Shouichi in his arms.
"Shouichi…" he gives a soft peck at the redhead's forehead before he heads to the house.
Ghost frowned at the other side of the door as he heard familiar voices. He recognizes those two voices. His older brother's and Rokudo Mukuro. He turned to the sleeping form in his arms and smiled softly as the redhead snuggled closer to his chest. Opening the door, the occupants of the room turned to him.
"Oya oya, if it isn't the little…" Mukuro trailed off as he takes a look at the person on Ghost's hold.
"Shou-chan." Byakuran stood from his seat, smiled remained in place though the displeasure could to read in his eyes.
"Uh, Mukuro, Nii-san." Ghost tightened his grip on the redhead in his arms obviously aware of the tense atmosphere.
"Kufufu."
"What happened to Shou-chan?" Byakuran walked towards him, worry flashing across his features when he set his eyes on the sleeping redhead.
"Oh, uh, He's just sleeping. He's very tired."
"Tired? Where have you two been?" Byakuran's tone is a bit chilly now but Ghost remained unaffected.
"Um, He asked me to take him out to the mall." He answered, aware of the tensing of the atmosphere and the sudden change of his brother's expression.
"I see. Give Shou-chan to me." Byakuran reached out, expression unreadable. Ghost looked uncertain but moved to hand over the redhead. But Shouichi moaned, brows furrowed delicately, and he gripped Ghost's shirt as if refusing to be handed over. He nuzzled his cheek at the taller man's chest, trying to be more comfortable in his hold. At this, Ghost looked a bit shocked while Byakuran frowned, dropping his hands back. "Ghost…" he muttered.
"Yes?"
"Take Shou-chan to his room." Ghost's eyes widened but did as he's asked. Once gone from the room, Mukuro chuckled softly, watching the show with amusement. The finale is closing in.
Ghost carefully deposited the redhead to his bed. Slowly covering the redhead with the comforter, he turned to leave, but a hand to his wrist stopped him.
"Please don't go…" Shouichi mumbled softly. Ghost turned to him and smiled, he sat beside the sleepy redhead. Shouichi smiled while holding Ghost's hand as he dozes off. He'll probably have a good dream tonight.
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"Shouichi?"
Shouichi blinked, scratching his hair and pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose. "Uh, what is it Spanner?" he forced a smile as Spanner raised a brow.
"I said, do you want to come over at my place? I have downloaded the songs you asked for." Spanner sipped his soda, staring at the redhead intently, but his face is as stoic as usual.
"O-Oh, Sure." He nodded. Shit. He has been spacing out lately and now Spanner looked like he is noticing it too. Who wouldn't even notice when sometimes he almost hit the wall, fall from the stairs and sometimes just staring at empty space. See how clumsy he has become? And it was all his fault. He just wishes he doesn't actually see him again.
"Shouichi? Are you alright?" Spanner asked, full of worry for the redhead's health. Shouichi gathered his things and bowed apologetically at the blonde.
"So-sorry Spanner, I-I'm not feeling well. I'm going to the infirmary." He muttered hastily. Spanner looked surprise. "Do you want to me to go with yo-"
Shouichi shook his head and waved his hand in disagreement. "Uh- It's okay, I can go there myself." He forced a smile, while clutching at his stomach.
"Are you sure?" Spanner asked.
"Yeah. I'll just call you later. See you!" Shouichi left leaving a very worried and confused Spanner blinking.
Shouichi breathed a sigh of relief as he came to a halt outside the infirmary door. He nervously reaches for the door but before he could turn the knob, the door opened revealing a very pretty girl. Her uniform was a mess and a few buttons were undone and Shouichi couldn't help but flush as hickeys can be seen up to her neck. She was looking over her shoulder and seems to be talking to someone inside the infirmary room.
"See you later~ " she sang and blew a flying kiss at someone inside before she turned to Shouichi. She scrutinize the redhead with her eyes then she smiled wickedly, tongue glide at her bottom lip. She looked over the door and smiled sweetly.
"Well, who is this cutie?" Shouichi gripped his things more tightly and he swallowed thickly. "E-Eh…umm,"
"Ah~ Ah~ who is there-"
Shouichi's eyes went wide, he head became incredibly dizzy and his heart seems to have stopped as tears began to form at the corner of his eyes.
"Shou-chan…" Byakuran's voice pierced through his being like a knife and his hands trembled.
"Ah, Byakuran-sama, you know him?" the girl smirked. Shouichi's bottom lip is trembling as he couldn't take his eyes off the half naked Byakuran in front of him. Unwanted thoughts entered Shouichi's head and his brush them all away. Hastily removing his glasses, he wiped the tears away. Gathering up all his courage, he laughed.
"O-Oh, I-I'm so so-sorry for di-di-disturbing yo-you." He stuttered, inhaling deeply, he doesn't care where he was going. He just wanted to leave as fast as possible, feeling himself breaking apart. He had enough of this.
"Shou-chan! Wait! Shou-chan!" Shouichi continued to run. Ignoring Byakuran, ignoring the water in his eyes, ignoring the looks of the other students that he passed by, ignoring how hurt he currently is, ignoring everything. He should have known better. He never should have trusted Byakuran. He never should have let himself be involved in this predicament. He never should have involved himself in this stupid arranged marriage. He should have just ran away like her sister did and he shouldn't have to be hurt this way. He never should've feel this way and he never should have…fallen in love with Byakuran.
Slender finger wrapped around his arm, forcing him to stop as Byakuran finally caught up with him. "Le-Let go…" Shouichi demanded hoarsely, struggling to free his arm from the achromatic-haired man's suddenly steely grip.
"Let me explain Shou-chan." Byakuran's tone sounds almost desperate, but right now, Shouichi is not in the mood for explanations.
"No, I don't want to hear it. Now, let me go." He desperately tried to free his arm.
"Shou-chan…"
"I said let go!" Shouichi snapped, shoving Byakuran away. He glared at the slightly wide purple eyes and he muttered. "I hate you." He ran away from a shocked and frozen Byakuran.
He ran and ran, not caring where he would go. He just wanted…needed to get away from Byakuran. Away…away from Byakuran.
"Oya oya, what's wrong Irie Shouichi-kun?" Shouichi inhaled sharply, hurriedly wiping his tears as Mukuro neared, he was sitting on the quiet staircase. He refuses to say anything, afraid that his voice might break.
"Kufufu, what's with the silent treatment? Don't tell me you-"he stopped at the sight of Shouichi crying.
"Irie Shou-"
"Please stop bothering me, Mukuro-san." Shouichi whispered as he stood to leave but Mukuro grabbed him to realize that the redhead is shaking.
"O-Oya? What happen-?"
"Mukuro-san, are you happy now?" Shouichi force himself to look up at the mismatched eyes. Mukuro stared at him with wide eyes and before he could open his mouth, Shouichi spoke.
"Ah…I'm so pathetic." He mumbled to himself. "Why did I even think that something good would happen with this stupid engagement?" He growled. "And yet…I-" before he knew it, tears began to run down his cheek.
"Mukuro-san, I hope you will be happy with…Byakuran-san." Shouichi smiled weakly. "And-" Shouichi's eyes widened, his head whipped to the side and his cheek throbbed. The redhead rubbed the spot at the taller male slapped.
"Are you really going to give up that easily? Mukuro nearly snapped. He could not believe this. His plans…no, he won't let his plans go to waste.
"Yes…" The redhead mumbled. Mukuro's eyes widened at the next words that fell from the redhead's mouth before he left.
'I love him…that's why I'll let him go. Thank you, Mukuro-san.'
Mukuro ran his hands at his hair at the moment Shouichi was gone from his sight. He chuckled softly. "Kufufufufu, Irie Shouichi…finally." He laughed. At last, now that his mission is complete. Now, he needs to give a certain someone some scolding.
[Yes? Shouichi?]
[S-Spanner?]
[Shouichi? What happened to your voice? Are you okay?]
[Y-Yes, I'm fine. Listen, I don't think I can come to your house today.]
[Why? Did something happen?]
[No…I-I really don't feel well.]
[Oh…I see. Then, get well soon.]
[Thanks. Bye Spanner.]
[Bye.]
He was out of breath as he was trying to find the street to where the bar that where the redhead was seen was located into. He turned his head from right to left. There. He hurriedly made his way inside the bar. There were many people drinking and dancing around. But in his mind there was only one person he wanted to find. When he caught sight of red hair, his eyes widen as a stranger dragged the very person he was trying to find.
After class, Shouichi, without any second thoughts went to a well known bar to knock himself out. He wanted to forget everything that has happened today. That's why he would drink and drink and drink until he can't swallow anymore.
"Bartender! Another please…" he mumbled hoarsely as the bartender nodded at him. He smiled sheepishly as he twirled the glass with his index finger. His cheek felt very hot as he slides his tongue over his bottom lip.
"Here you go." The bartender served him with a little smile. Shouichi smiled and accepted the drink and drank. God, it really tasted horrible but he just can't stop. He stared at him now empty glass and sighed forlornly. The music was so loud and he couldn't help but feel a little bit dizzy.
He brushed his cheek with the back of his hand and turned to the side and realized that a man was staring at him with an amused smirk. He frowned as his vision was getting a bit blurry despite having his glasses on.
"Hi there." The man greeted. Shouichi pursed his lips and smiled. "He-llo…" he greeted back before he turned his attention back to him drink. The man on his side chuckled softly.
"So seem lonely. Do you want to go somewhere fun?" Shouichi frowned slightly and shook his head. "No thank you, I'm fi-fine." He said. He may be drunk but his mind still functions properly.
"Maa, there's no need to be shy. Come on, I'll take good care of you." The man grabbed Shouichi's arm, forcing to stand and stumble, he glared at the man.
"Let me go." He demanded, head getting dizzier from being shaken. The man chuckled and tightened his grip on the struggling redhead's arm.
"Come on, I'll be-"
"Hey." A cold voice said. Shouichi gasped at the man was sent crashing to the chairs. The other people panicked while the others stared at the commotion with curiosity. A large hand grabbed his wrist and Shouichi stared up at the white blur.
"Bya…Byaku…" Shouichi trailed off as he stared at the…narrowed purple eyes and a displeased frown gracing on his lips as he glared at the man with intense hate. A shiver went down his spine as Shouichi was taken aback at the new expression on the achromatic-haired man's face. The very first time…he has seen him give that kind of expression. All he has seen was happy go lucky smiles, but now…it, it's rather new and it chilled the redhead to the bone.
The man sat and glared at Byakuran as he wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth. "Bastard. How dare you-"
Shouichi wanted to shield his eyes as Byakuran gave a kick at the man's stomach sending him sprawled on the floor. Shouichi was about to apprehend the taller male but he was dragged to the exit leaving the man, Shouichi's bill unpaid and the other people thinking what the hell just happened. Shouichi frowned. He didn't saw this one coming.
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Shouichi remained silent in the whole car ride. Because he was drunk, His cheeks felt too hot to be comfortable, and without any protests he let himself be dragged into a black car. He didn't struggle at free his wrist nor complain. Byakuran remained silent on his side, looking out at the window with his chin resting on his palm while his other hand held the redhead's wrist in a gentle yet steely grip. The sight of the large mansion didn't make Shouichi want to go back there.
The car stopped in front of the two large doors. Byakuran hauled him out of the car forcefully when the redhead made no move to leave, causing the redhead to stagger a bit.
"Bya…Byakuran-san, you can let me go." Shouichi whispered, raising a hand and rubbed his temple. "Ah!" Shouichi gasped, tripping slightly as Byakuran continued to drag him. Shouichi stumbled all the way to the door, the taller man opened the door, alerting his-
"Byakuran-sama!" Shouichi winced at the sudden noise, wincing twice when the grip on his wrist tightened that it hurts.
"Byakuran-sama, where-" Kikyo stopped his question when he turned at the flushed redhead who was tugging helplessly at Byakuran's hand which held his wrist prisoner. Bluebell, who was on the side, pouted childishly. Instead of answering, the achromatic-haired man continued to drag the redhead up the stairs.
"O-ow, le-let me go…Byakuran-san…" Shouichi winced in pain. His wrist would probably bruise. "You're hurting me, Byakuran-san!" he cried, but the other man paid him no heed and continued to drag him. Totally pissed at being ignored, Shouichi yanked his hand forcefully, massaging his already bruise wrist. Shouichi leaned against wall, whimpering softly.
"Nii-san? Shouichi?" Ghost frowned as he worriedly walked towards the panting redhead. "Wha-Shouichi, are you alright?" Shouichi smiled timidly. "I'm fine…" he mumbled weakly. His mind was going to different directs. Ghost frowned as he observed the redhead who seemed-
"Are you drunk?" he asked worriedly as the redhead just smiled as if everything was alright. "Yes…" he answered softly. Ghost stared at him unbelievingly. "Shouichi-" he reached out to touch the redhead only to have his hand slapped away. Byakuran grabbed the redhead behind him, eyes narrowed at his little brother.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked coldly. Ghost looked taken aback, but remained unaffected. "Nii-"
"Didn't I tell you before? Shou-chan is mine. So, keep your hands to yourself." Byakuran stated coldly as he dragged the redhead to the other direction, leaving his brother alone in the empty hallway.
Shouichi stumbled to the room he was forced into. Byakuran pushed his into his room and locked the door with a quiet click. Shouichi pouted as he glared at the achromatic-haired man who was staring back at him with those eerie purple eyes of his.
"Why? Why did you do that to Ghost-san? And who said that I was yours anyway? I don't belong to anybody." Shouichi started, ignoring the heat lingering on his cheeks as he continued to glare at the man who not just hurt his feelings but also told the only person he felt comfortable to that he is his. He was mad at him. It was the reason why he went to that bar just to forget about it, even if he didn't drink or do that kind of thing. It must have affected him too much that he did the thing he normally wouldn't do.
He had enough of denying, and telling himself that he doesn't like Byakuran. And yes, he admits that he is jealous. He is jealous when he finds that…girl with the achromatic-haired man. He is jealous if he was with another woman. He was jealous when Mukuro-san was spending too much with Byakuran. Yes, he is jealous. Is there something wrong with that?
He had never felt something this way before that is why he constantly denies that he feels something for the lavender eyed man. He ignores the way his heart hammer loudly in his chest whenever Byakuran invades his personal space, he ignores the way his cheeks flare whenever Byakuran hugs him, he ignores the way he melts whenever Byakuran kisses him. Because he can't be honest with himself at that time but now it is totally different.
He had admitted to himself that he feels something for the other person on the room. He wasn't even sure if he can keep himself standing while those purple eyes held his eyes affectionately. He wasn't sure if he can stop his heart from bursting. He just hopes he doesn't faint.
"Does Shou-chan like Ghost more?" Byakuran asked frostily that Shouichi couldn't stop the chill run down his spine. Shouichi bit his lip as the taller male stared to the floor, his bangs hiding his eyes from view. He doesn't know what to say to that. He liked Ghost, like a brother. He feels strangely comfortable with the achromatic-haired man's little brother
"What if I say I like him?" Silence. The room was filled with nothing but silence. Shouichi sighed. He was tired; he had no time for this. Not waiting for any response that won't probably come, Shouichi walked to leave. As he walked past the white-haired, his arm was grabbed, stopping him from leaving. The redhead frowned.
"Let me go." He demanded. He had enough of this.
"No." he arched a brow in confusion.
"What?"
"No, Shou-chan." Shouichi gritted his teeth, inhaled deeply and clenched his hands into fists. He had enough of this man's stubbornness. He won't hold himself back.
"No? What do you take me for? Some slut you could just play around with?" Shouichi snapped sarcastically. What was he? Some plaything he could just enjoy then throw away? He isn't like those bitches that cling to him and that he could just do whatever he wants with them. He was not a bitch; he was a human being with feelings, feelings that had just been trampled like it was nothing.
"Shou-"
"You know what? I have enough of this. I want this engagement off." He said, and this time Byakuran turned to him with surprise. And before he could speak, Shouichi interrupted.
"I'm sure you can find someone better than me." He said with a smile, ignoring how his chest throbs in protest. This was for the best. He could move on and forget that all of this happened. He can have a normal life and he can-
"No." Byakuran says, the way he looked at the redhead and his tone chilled the redhead to the bone. He arched a brow and frowned. "N-No?" he scoffed, irritated.
"No, I won't accept that." Shouichi stared at him unbelievingly. His intoxication was washed away as he gaped at the achromatic-haired man in front of him. Did he just say no? Who is he? God, that he could just decide on his own? This guy is really getting on his nerves.
"You won' accept what? What do you want with me? I-I'm particularly not anyone special or some rich kid who spends all his time chasing bi-girls and wasting time. I don't have time for childishness so enough!" he snapped, yanking his arm from the other's grasp.
"I had enough of this. I'm leaving." He turned to leave. He couldn't think he'd last any longer just seeing the way Byakuran's eyes widened in a slightest bit.
"L-Leave? No! I won't let you leave!" Byakuran grabbed both his arms and shook the redhead. Shouichi blinked at the sudden outburst.
"I can and I will! Now let me go!" he demanded, if Byakuran doesn't let him go, he'd definitely get an upper cut from Shouichi.
"You can't! If it's about earlier or about Mukuro-kun, Shou-chan I can explain, so just-just don't- leave…" Shouichi was rendered speechless at the desperation he hears at the tone of his voice. And Byakuran is looking at him with stubborn determination. But he wasn't feeling generous.
"No…" he shook his head. He was not in the mood for explanations. Byakuran's expression broke and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the redhead's arms.
"Shou-chan…"
"Don't you get it? Do you even know why I'm doing this?" Shouichi pushed Byakuran away, he bit his lip in an attempt to prevent the tears to flow down freely down his cheeks, the words unconsciously slipped from his mouth.
"Why did I even fell for you?" he mumbled very softly that it was inaudible, turning away, bottom lip trembling. He sighed; he can't stay here much longer. He thinks he'll die of suffocation if he stayed. But before he could move an inch, strong arms wrapped around his middle, preventing him from moving anywhere.
"Eck! Let me go!" he cried but was ignored; white hair appeared at the corner of his vision.
"So, Shou-chan…likes me?" Byakuran asks, tone taking a happy quality. The redhead flushed that his face was as red as his hair.
"O-Of course not! What the hell are you talking about?" he snapped, blushing furiously. What a strange turn of events.
"Shou-chan loves me. I can tell." Byakuran chuckled softly in his ear. Shouichi frowned. How the hell does this person change his personality in a split second! With a snap of finger, his seriousness was immediately changed into a happy-chipper personality. It somehow infuriate Shouichi.
"No! I don't!" he lied, ignoring how his cheek turns into a deeper shade of red as he's hugged tighter.
"Fuu~ I think Shou-chan does. Since Mukuro-kun told me so~ " he chirped. Shouichi's eyes widened as he stopped struggling at some point. Maybe he never should have said anything to that pineapple idiot, Now that his feelings have been known; now he doesn't have the courage to face the man behind him.
"Mukuro-san is lying." He grumbles out. Byakuran's airy laugh fills the room and to be honest, it was like music in Shouichi's ears.
"No, he's not." The other countered playfully.
"He is!"
"No, he's not~!"
"He is!"
"Nope~ he's not~"
"He is lying! Now let me go!" To Shouichi's surprise, he did, he turned to the achromatic-haired man.
"Whatever!" he growled, and again, turned to leave. He would leave this place for good. It doesn't matter if Byakuran-san knows about his feelings, it was better like that than hide it, he feels light-headed that way. After all, he was going to forget about- Shouichi stops on his tracks when he hears-
"I love him…that's why I'll let him go. Thank you, Mukuro-san."
Shouichi turns to the smiling Byakuran, who was holding out a…tape recorder. "You-You-!" Byakuran laughs as he continued on playing the tape again and again. Shouichi wasn't so sure how he would react. His mind was completely and totally blank. He mentally slapped himself and glared at the white-haired man who seemed like he's enjoying this.
"Give me that!" he glowered, though Byakuran remained unaffected. The white-haired bastard smiles mischievously. "No way~ This is mine~ Mukuro-kun gave this to me. Waa~! I'm so glad that Shou-chan likes me~ I can't stop from blushing~ " he squealed that Shouichi let his jaw drop on the floor. So…so that pineapple...something in Shouichi snapped.
"Give me that!" Shouichi reached out at the accursed thing in the other man's hold, but Byakuran held it up high, higher from the redhead's reach. "No~ I'm keeping this." He smiled softly. Shouichi glared at him. He wanted to punch in the face. He feels his blood boiling.
"Tch. What if that's the case?" he couldn't hold it anymore. He doesn't care anymore. He was going to say whatever he wanted to say. Byakuran blinked. "What case?"
"What if I like you? You, knowing about that don't change a thing. I hope you and your- girls would have a happy life." He glared as Byakuran laughs.
"What's so funny?" he retorted, cheeks as red as his hair, eyes narrowed at the laughing man. He took a step back when Byakuran takes a step closer to him and another step back.
"I'm glad to know that Shou-chan likes me and that he's jealous of my dearest cousin~ " Shouichi blinked. Co-Cousin? Byakuran seem to see the question in his eyes and his chuckles.
"That's right~ the girl in the infirmary was Iris-chan, she is my cousin~" he sang. Shouichi froze. So-So…that gi-girl is his…his…cousin! What the hell? But what about those…hickeys, Shouchi mentally brushed the unwanted thoughts away.
"Bu-But! What about those-those…marks on her neck…" he trailed off, looking away from Byakuran's piercing gaze. The other man laughed.
"Wah~! Shou-chan was thinking that I was doing it with Iris-chan! It's not like that Shou-chan! Iris-chan was doing it with her boyfriend when I arrived at the infirmary!" Byakuran explained insensitively, probably not aware of the shade of red lingering on the redhead's cheeks.
"Tha-That's…" Shouichi couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was jea-jeaous of Byakuran's cousin? And it led to him, confessing his feelings! No, this wasn't happening. He can't- this is…just-
"There is no reason to be jealous Shou-chan~ After all, I'm all yours~" Byakuran smiles at him at his heart did flutter in his chest. Shouichi stared at him, speechless. He wanted to leave, but his legs refused to move. He bit his lip as Byakuran walked towards him. He can feel himself panicking. He doesn't know what to do.
"…Byaku…" The achromatic-haired man was right in front of him, as he could help but shiver at the intense gaze he was getting from those purple eyes. He swallowed slowly, bottom lip trembling.
"Shou-chan…" Shouichi cringed. Byakuran carefully cradled the redhead's cheek with his hand, brushing away the remaining tears in the redhead's lashes with his thumb.
"Shou-chan, I love you too." Shouichi shut his eyes as the taller male leaned closer. As soft lips pressed against his own, he melted. Nothing was as good as being kissed by the person loved like you and him were the only ones left in the world. And everything else if forgotten but only that moment remained close to their hearts.
[End of Chapter 7]
A/N: GAH! *nosebleed*
Shouichi: Uh…Author-san? Are you okay?
Byakuran: Shou-chan~ Let's forget about her and just go on a date~ *smiles*
Shouichi: E-Eh? Bu-But…Author-san is…
Byakuran: Don't worry, she'll be fine~ You'll just have to say it and we'll be on our way~
Shouichi: Uh…o-okay. Please review! And thanks for read-
Byakuran: Let's go Shou-chan~! *drags Shouichi away*
Shouichi: E-Eh? Byaku-Byakura-Wah!
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A/N: *leg twitches slightly*
[Spoilers:]
Um, next chapter is a SECRET! :p