Turn The Time Back!

"I'm an idiot," Kaito thought sneezing loudly. He had been wandering aimlessly for half an hour already, refusing to go back home no matter what. A couple of times he entered some shops to get warm, but he didn't have any money with him, and standing around just like that was annoying, so he kept on roaming the streets. The most annoying thing was when he had to walk past some cute café or inviting doors of confectionary stores. Decorations and shining hearts in shop windows were still there and it made Kaito feel irritated more than ever.

"Why I even scolded Honne… I'm no better than him – it's so freaking cold and I am not wearing my scarf!" He thought sadly, scringing and trying to hide from cold wind. Fluffy random snowflakes started falling slowly from the sky, making Kaito mutter swears and wrap in his coat. No, it was not like he hated cool weather, he did like it, but COOL, not this severe freezing cold spell and heaps of snow under his collar. Kaito caught a snowflake with his tongue.

"Heh," he thought, "this isn't even close to ice cream"

He again stopped at some coffee shop. Kaito sighed, looked at the windows and was about to leave already, when he heard some weird sound. One of the customers inside was knocking on the window trying to attract his attention. The stranger (he had sunglasses on and an oversized hooded jacket) saw that Kaito noticed him and waved his hand as if asking to come in. Kaito sneezed, shrugged his shoulders and, thinking 'everything horrible that could happen already happened', he pushed the door open.

Well, he should have expected that even here some over-excited fangirls would jump up to him asking for his autograph.

"Ka-a-aito!"

"That's Shion Kaito! Squeee!"

Kaito unwillingly signed somewhere with somebody's pen trying to get through the crowd towards the table. He was far from being all his usual sweet because he noticed angry eyes of the girls' boyfriends. When all the prying (cute though) fans got off, and Kaito wearily plopped into the chair, the stranger at the table was struggling to suppress his laughter.

"You are in great demand, Kaito," he said still laughing and Kaito jumped at hearing familiar voice.

"Gak..!" He started but the stranger bent over the table and closed Kaito's mouth with his hand.

"Shhh! I don't want to be recognized," Kamui smiled adjusting his sunglasses, "Well, actually you already made a bit of spectacle of us here..."

Kaito looked around. 'A bit' – it would not be the word for it. All the customers around started talking excitedly, still looking at their table.

"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be at home now?" Kaito asked Gakupo in low voice.

"I could ask you the same," Kamui smiled, "Oh, I think it's first time I see you without your scarf… Where you've left it?"

Kaito shuddered and blushed.

"That's… a long story…" he replied averting his eyes. Gakupo shrugged his shoulders.

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. And I, to tell you the truth, just freaking hate it to get under Luka's thumb again… Well, you understand what I'm talking about…"

'I do fucking understand,' Kaito thought feeling depressed again. He remembered huge breasts squeezing him against the wall, 'that needs no saying.'

Their conversation paused interrupted by Kaito's stomach rumbling.

Damn, Kaito thought blushing hotly; I barely had any breakfast… And no money… Heh...

Gakupo smiled and waved to the waiter. He took the menu from her and handed it over to Kaito.

"Pick whatever you want," the samurai said smiling and sipping his coffee.

"But now I don't have…" Kaito started.

"Relax," Kamui stopped him graciously and touched his hand trying to calm him down, "it's my treat…"

Kaito was about to argue again, but his stomach loud rumbling decided against that.

"You're sure, anything I want?" Kaito asked incredulously looking back at the menu and at Gakupo.

"Absolutely," Kamui nodded.

Fine, Kaito thought and licked his lips, you asked for it!