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Turning Point

He woke up a bit early that day but he decided to stay on bed for a little longer for two reasons. He still felt a little dizzy and his bed was so warm and soft that it made him all sleepy again. From his half opened eyelids, he saw Yuujirou staring at him intensely with a smile on his face. He spontaneously smiled back as he curled and rolled his body closer to him. It was really nice to have Yuujirou on your bed in the morning.

Huh?

He snapped his eyes open and was greeted with a pair of beautiful golden eyes.

'I have Yuujirou on my bed? And he's NAKED, wait.. make that HALF naked. God, he's beautiful, but that's not the point!! What is he doing on my bed?! Wait.. this isn't my bed. What am I doing on his bed?!' After forcing his brain to come up with a good explanation on how he could end up sleeping at the blond's bed, which failed obviously because he was unable to think coherently at that time, he decided to shut his eyes again. Desperately hoping that it was only a dream.

He heard a chuckle from the vicinity, and it was quickly followed by a familiar voice saying, "Are you always this disoriented in the morning?"

He frantically tried to jump his way out the bed only to end up in yet another… difficult situation. Because the bed was so small and he was sharing the same blanket with the eastern princess. And the fact that he was curling right next to Yuujirou just made things even worse.

He tangled the blanket and nearly fell off bed but Yuujirou quickly reach out his hand and pulled the third princess toward him. Somewhere in the process, Tooru found himself on top of the other. Hm.. he was sure he had been in this kind of situation before. It was then his last night memory decided to grace him with its presence and made him blushed furiously. "Did I.. I mean, did we…"

"You were so aggressive last night." He answered lightly, oblivious to the fact that Tooru was ready to commit a suicide right then and there.

It was wrong, he thought. So wrong! Well, yeah, maybe he did feel a small attraction to Yuujirou and he was equally guilty for whatever happened last night, but it still felt so wrong for him. He just could not picture himself going out with the blond. Not when he still had an issue with Sayaka. He got up carefully, took a deep breath then said, "It never happened."

Yuujirou stayed silent, still trying to digest Tooru's words.

"We're just…" He paused, trying to find the perfect word to describe his feeling, and then continued, "Confused. Both of us got confused and we somehow lost it last night. I mean…" He rolled his eyes, observing the other's reaction at his statement.

Trace of disappointment was detected on Yuujirou's face but it was quickly replaced by his smiling one. "What happened?"

He let out a sigh, got up, walked toward the drawer, and took out a clean shirt. He really did not understand what was going on with him. He was the one requesting Yuujirou to forget everything. Now that the request had been granted, he felt… um... upset. Arrgh, who was he lying to? Last night was great. It was wrong, true, but he did not regret it. For him, to have Yuujirou pretending like nothing ever happened felt ten times more devastating than to lose his uncle's affection.

He rushed his way back, planted a kiss on the blond's lips then took a seat beside him.

"Okay… you lost me.." He commented. "Care to explain what's going on in your head?"

He shook his head. "I'm not so sure myself. I need a little time to sort out my feeling and settle a few things with Sayaka."

They just sat side by side silently as if enjoying the serene atmosphere around them when suddenly their hands brushed. They exchange looks before they clasped their hands against each other. Yuujirou squeezed Tooru's hand firmly as if saying he understood and he was willing to wait. He also needed to sort his feeling out after all.

"We better get ready for today's concert." The blond finally said as he reluctantly let go of the other's hand.

oOo

I don't know where this feeling comes from, and where it's heading

However, it's real and it keeps on growing

Just like a flower, it will continue to blossom beautifully (1)

oOo

The night after the concert, in the dorm.

"Yes uncle, I understand.." He answered from across the line before he hung up.

He mused for a while, sighed then decided to get back to his room. After a few steps, he suddenly turned around and walked toward the phone again. He stared it silently for a while before he picked it up and dialed a set of numbers. He waited, and waited, and then someone picked up the line.

"Hello." It was an older woman voice.

He let out a relieved sigh, He really did not want to speak with her daughter at the moment. "It's me."

They both stayed silent for a while before he continued, "How's her rehabilitation?" He asked in concern.

A dry laugh, "She's not making any progress."

"I'm sorry."

Another silence. He always found it awkward whenever he had a conversation with her ever since Sayaka pushed her daughter from the stairs.

"She needs someone to support her, Kouno-kun. She's not a strong girl. You know that don't you?"

He just let that line to be unanswered because he was afraid. He did not want to get involved in any relationship right now because he might hurt the one dearest to him. Well, Sayaka would hurt that person but he was still guilty. That was one of the reasons why he asked Yuujirou to wait in the first place.

"The other day she tried to cut her wrist, lucky that I was around so I was able to stop her. But there's no guarantee she won't do it again in the future."

"I.."

"She only needs a conviction that there will always someone on her side even if she can't walk any more." She paused, clear her throat then continued, "Can you be her strength?"

"… I'll contact you again later."

"Okay. I'm waiting for good news."

She hung up.

He rested his body against the wall, sighing. After a few minutes musing, he put down the phone and walked toward his room again.

(1) hehehe.. I inserted a short poem(?) in my work again. I never intended to put a poem but it kinda happened. Anyway, I'm sure I took the first line from somewhere but I don't know from which anime. Hm.. I think it's from HaruToki..

a/n: Okay, I know it's short but deal with it. I'm having difficulties finding a free time to continue this story. It's almost a miracle for me to upload this chapter.. Anyway, I have mid tests coming in three weeks and I really need to study. So.. next update will be… I'm not sure. Just pray for a comet to hit my college then I'll have the time to update. Haha.. kidding.