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Chapter 03 What I Think
"Are you...gay?..." He asked the bartender again, stuttering.
Shirogane was shocked, "Akira-kun?..."
Master was silent for a moment, then, "Well, I..."
"Uh, hehe," He laughed nervously, "You don't-you don't have to answer!" Akira began to back up, edging his way back to the table.
...Master was looking at him through unopened eyes, and overall, it was quite an unnerving feeling...
Shirogane was still staring at him confused, "Akir-"
"Don't ask!" He sat back at the table, and turned to his friends, who were busy shaking with silent laughter in their seats. "Back to the game! Now!"
Kengo was still giggling, "That was the best dare ever!"
"Now, Kengo!" Akira yelled.
"Right." The teen said, "Aya, what are you on now?"
"Meow." Akira shot in quickly.
"Truth."
"So, why do you hate Akira?"
"Meow..."
Aya laughed, "I don't really hate him, he's just an annoying, arrogant, punk."
Akira narrowed his eyes at her, "Thanks...now Kengo, you're on truth. Did you enjoy your kiss with Aya?"
Kengo spluttered. "Aya's-she's just a friend!!"
"Hey, hey, chill, Kengo," Akira smirked, "Aya's turn."
"Yep, I'll let Akira rest...Kengo, you-"
"Meow."
"-have to switch shirts with Akira, and wear it until the end of the game."
Kengo and Akira sighed, but they stood up and took their shirts off.
As Akira slipped his shirt off, Shirogane google-eyed him. "You look so good, Akira-kun!"
"Meow..." He turned around to hide a blush, which caused Aya to look at him oddly, and handed his dark orange shirt to Kengo, "Here." Then he took the pale brown shirt that was offered to him. "Does this count as a dare for me as well?" He looked at Aya.
"Nope." She answered.
"Right..."
Shirogane made a noise of disappointment as Akira put the shirt on. He glared heavily at the man, hoping his red face could pass for anger. When he sat back down and he caught a glance of Master out of the corner of his eye.
He seemed to be looking at him, but he couldn't tell...
"Are you three playing a game?" Master questioned.
"Meow."
Aya looked over, "Yea, it's Truth or Dare."
"Ah," the man seemed to take it as a logical explanation.
"Go, Kengo." Aya said, turning her attention back to them.
"Alright, Akira, are you on truth?"
"Meow, yes."
"Hmm...well, what did you think of Shirogane-san when you first met him, as far as his looks?"
"Meow. Looks?...meow...you mean like if thought he was..." Akira mumbled on.
What do I think of him?...
"Come on," Aya encouraged.
Shirogane smiled flirtatiously at him, "Yea, what did you think of me, Akira-kun?"
"Meow, I thought...he was, uh...sort of handsome...in a creepy way, considering you were a complete stranger...hey don't-"
But the Shadow had already bounded over to him, "Oh, Akira-kun!" And embraced him in a breath-stealing hug.
Akira's face was going red, whether from blushing or lack of oxygen. He pushed at the man, trying to escape his bone-crushing grip. "I can't breathe!"
The Shadow pulled back slightly, but kept their bodies flush against each other. "Meow again, Akira-kun, you look so cute."
Unfortunately, that was his trigger word, so he unwillingly made the noise, "Meow..."
Shirogane giggled, and brushed his face against Akira's, "So cute, so cute," he breathed in his ear.
Blush.
Finally managing to disengage himself from the Spirit, he leaped back over to the table, "My turn! Uh, Aya, dare right?" He quickly came up with a dare to get the attention off of him. "Then, I dare you...to down the rest of those colas." He pointed at the sodas on the counter.
I could have done better than that. He mentally smacked himself.
"Ew...well, at least it's simple..." She walked to the counter, stopping by the sodas in front of the silent bartender. "May I have these?"
The man nodded, and Aya tool them back to the table.
Five cans of sodas later, Aya grimaced, "Way too much fizz...now, Kengo's on truth, so," she started giggling, "Don't you think Akira would go great with Shirogane-san?"
"Aya!" Akira raged, "...meow! That's not funny!"
"Why I sure do," Kengo replied, laughing.
"Kengo!" Akira was red, again.
Shirogane caught his eye, and smiled at him, it looked almost suggestively. He held down another blush.
Stop doing that!...why is everyone teasing me?!
"My turn!" Kengo yelled suddenly, "Akira, ask Master if you can try his vest on."
"Meow..." He sauntered over to Master, "I'm sorry about this...but may I try your vest on?" He asked as politely as he could.
The bartender chuckled, slipped the black vest off, leaving him in the white dress shirt, and handed it to Akira.
"Thanks," he took the vest and slipped it on, fastening all the buttons. "This actually pretty comfortable..." Then he turned to Kengo, "Satisfied?"
"Yes," he laughed.
Akira removed the vest. "Thanks," he said again.
The man smiled, and reached a hand out for the vest, which Akira placed it in. "You're welcome."
"...Aya did that count?"
"It is 'you are welcome'." She told him.
"Fine...meow...meow."
"Perhaps, it is when someone says the word..." Master tilted his head to the side in thought, "...'you'?"
"Meow, yea, you're good." Akira looked surprised. "I get to go now, so, Kengo...why do you have such a sister complex?"
"Sister complex? What does that mean?"
"...you have an obsession..."
"Oh...Hey, I do not! I'm just really close to her, we take care of each other." Kengo said.
"Sure..." Akira responded, not convinced at all.
"I'm going now." Aya looked at Akira, "So, I have a feeling that a couple of people at most want to know this..."
"...Oh, lord, what now?" Akira winced.
"What's your orientation?" She finished.
He choked on nothing. "I-what, why would-you can't make answer that!"
"You're on truth, so yes you do have to answer that."
"Meow and meow," he shifted his gaze around nervously, and saw Shirogane on the edge of his seat, leaning slightly over the table, just gazing at him, a dreamy look was in his eyes. "That's not, I can't..."
"Just tell us." Aya told him.
While giving her a quick glare, he muttered something completely incoherent.
"What? Speak louder."
"I'm bi..."
Then suddenly he found himself locked in strong arms. Looking up, he met the crystal blue eyes of one Shirogane.
"Was it I who turned you, Akira-kun?"
"Meow, quit doing that-this..." Akira tried to escape the hug.
"Akira-kun." He had a 'happy-go-lucky' voice.
Master cleared his throat, "I hate interrupt, but can someone tell me what time it is?"
Akira gladly disentangled himself from the the Shadow, "It's nearly six."
"Hmm, well, I hate to make everyone leave, but the bar will be opening up soon, so..." He trailed off.
"Oh, well I guess this is a good place to end the game." Aya stood up, tucked her chair in.
"So I can stop meow-ing?"
"Yea."
"Thank God." Akira was far too annoyed with having to meow at every 'you'.
Shirogane looked disappointed, though. "Aww, but you were so cute!"
"Oh, be quiet." He hushed him. "See you later Master."
"Bye, Master," the Spirit said.
The other two made their leave as well.
"Good-bye" Master replied, listening to their footsteps as they exited.
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"Oh...are you serious!?" Akira cursed.
Shirogane was startled, "What's wrong?"
"I'm still wearing Kengo's shirt..."
The older man giggled.
"...so, what were you talking with Master about, anyways?" Akira asked on the way home.
The Shadow looked over, "Curious?"
"Well, I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't..."
"I was just talking about stuff." He gave nothing away.
"...right..."
"...hey, Akira-kun?"
"Huh?"
"Do you...like Master?"
"What!?" The question shocked him to the core.
Shirogane fidgeted. "Well, you did ask him if he was gay, and then got all nervous about it..."
"...I don't like him like that...we were playing truth or dare, remember?"
"Yes, but still..." He didn't sound convinced.
"I don't..."
Silence.
"Akira-kun?"
"What, now?" The Shadow's many questions were beginning bother him.
"Truth or Dare?"
"What?" 'Truth or Dare'? What the hell?
"Truth or Dare?" The man repeated.
He sighed, "Whatever...truth, I'm not following any of your dares..."
"Okay, do you like me?"
He stopped walking. "Excuse me?"
Shirogane looked him seriously, "Do you like me?"
"...in what manner?..."
Reaching for his hands, the Shadow yanked the teen's body flush against his, and forced him to look in his eyes.
"You know in what manner."
His eyes...they're so captivating...
"I..." He was unable to answer.
"Do you love me?" Shirogane had his arms around his body.
He broke away from the gaze, looking to the side. "...yes."
The Shadow smiled, but before he could respond, Akira shot him a question.
"Truth or Dare?"
He hadn't expected that, but he played along. "Dare," he purred.
It was Akira's turn to smile, "Kiss me."
A/N: I think you know what happens next...
I'm working on my next fic already - It will probably be fairly long...but until then, check my profile for more one-shots to keep you entertained :P
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Thanks to Tsuki Hibiki
