Kitty: All right, finally! The one you have been waiting for a happy chapter! But for who? Hee hee. Who knows!?
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Chocolate Covered
Chapter Nine
Chocolate Covered Flowers
Feet slammed again and again on the wet cement. Water flew up into the air as the flashing white sneakers splashed unthinkingly through puddles.
Almost there, I'm almost there.
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Koushirou closed the door quietly behind him and tugged hard at his soaking shoes to get them off. He hoped silently that his eyes were no longer puffy and red.
Nobody…nobody's ever spoken to me that way before. Nobody's ever called me a 'phaggot'. Koushirou's numb mind thought blankly. Of course, only my parents have ever known.
"Koushirou-kohai, you're soaking wet! You've been gone all day. I thought maybe you'd be staying over at Hida-kun's until the storm passed." Jyou-sempai said as he walked into the foyer.
"I couldn't…I had something to do…" Koushirou mumbled finally pulling his second shoe off. A shallow puddle was forming around his dripping body.
"Come on, hurry up and change clothes!" Jyou-sempai grasped his upper arm and gently led him towards his room.
Koushirou stopped abruptly and turned his head. A flash of white caught his eye.
Yamato-kun was arranging the three large bouquets of twelve roses, trying to keep them close and not cover up all the counter or table space.
"It's impossible! There's just too many!" Yamato shook his head and placed the newest bouquet- the freshest looking- on the refrigerator. "Ha."
"I got another one." Koushirou whispered. He rushed forward needing to see more words of love. Needing to see 'Kou-koishii' written in untidy characters.
There was no note, just flowers. Tears began to fall again as disappointment filled him for no reason.
"What's wrong? Kou-kun?" Yamato-kun asked with something close to panic.
"N-Nandemo." Koushirou laughed weakly and wiped his eyes. "Takenouchi-san told Mimi-san I was gay before I got there and she called me a phaggot. Mimi-san did, I mean. No one…no one's ever called me that before. No one's ever look at me with hate and pain in their eyes. I feel so stupid and selfish!" Koushirou began to sob again.
Yamato immediately pulled Koushirou into a hug and stroked his still-soaked red hair softly.
"Hey, it's okay. We don't hate you, me 'n Jyou-sempai. We'll always be here. We kinda figured you were gay when the flowers first came. We aren't stupid, ya know?" Yamato whispered. Koushirou chuckled wetly.
"Yamato-kohai is right. We'll be here for you, friends for…for a long time, at least." The three of them laughed. "Mimi-san was just shocked and hurt. She really did love you." Jyou-sempai's hand tightened briefly on Koushirou's shoulder and then loosened. "But she's young and pretty and…she'll be all right." His voice was soft with a dull pain.
"Jyou-sempai?" Koushirou turned to face him pulling his ever handy bag of Kleenex out of his pocket.
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His foot slipped and everything flung upside down. He hit his elbow hard and his hands skidded over the wet cement making abrasions appear on his skin. He pushed himself up with his tender hands. His knee was throbbing and his teeth hurting from gritting so hard to keep from crying out. He grabbed the items he had dropped in his fall. And began to jog again.
Petals fluttered in the puddles and were beat into the pavement by the harsh rain.
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Hikari sobbed brokenly, her arms wrapped around her stomach. Her whole body was shaking with cold and tears. Her legs had failed as soon as she had run up to the stoop. Her arms couldn't move.
"Dai-kun, Dai-kun, why? Why couldn't you trust me? I'm so sorry!" She sobbed. Her breathing was getting harsher and she began to choke on her weeping. She looked up at door in front of her with the nameplate 'Takashi' engraved into the bronze. "Takeru-kun! TAKERU-KUN!" She screamed desperately between gasps of air.
Thankfully, he heard. He opened the door and looked down towards the gasping noise. He blanched.
"Hikari-chan! Kamisama, what happened?"
"He broke up with me, Takeru-kun! He broke with me!" She launched herself into his arms and sobbed into his chest.
"Wh-what? Why?"
"He found out I was going to spend the night! He begged me to tell him the truth! He saw the kiss yesterday and thought a bunch of stupid stuff! It hurts so bad, Takeru-kun! I lost him! I lost him!" There weren't even tears left, only a horrible dry gasping and wheezing.
"Calm down, calm down, Hikari-chan. Shh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I know how much he means to you."
"What am I going to do? He means everything to me! I'm so confused! He thought I didn't love him! He thought I felt sorry for him! What am I going to do?"
Takeru-kun pulled her up gently, braced her weight against his, and half-dragged, half-carried her into his home.
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Daisuke lay back on his bed and stared up at the ceiling. He had stripped off his clothes and toweled himself off, though he didn't dress again. He didn't feel like using his last bit of energy on clothes. He was all alone in his room, who cares if he was naked or not? Not him, and he was going to be the only one in here.
No Hikari-chan to pop up unexpectedly. No hugs and cuddles and dates at the movie theatre.
All because of some pretty-faced blonde guy who just came outta nowhere.
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Miyako undressed and quickly got in to her vastly warmer pajamas. After all the cold rain and wind, her bed was like a haven waiting for her. She snuggled under the blankets with a contented sigh. She turned off her bedside lamp and turned onto her side towards the wall, a thoughtful frown on her face.
I wonder who that guy was and what happened to him. He seemed so sad. I've never seen a guy show so much bald emotion before. It was kind of strange.
And nice.
If I ever decided to date someone, I'd date a guy who showed all his emotions and trusted easily. Guys who bottle up everything just…just get a girl hurt.
She flipped onto her back and sighed closing her eyes.
If indeed. I don't think I'd ever try again.
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The three roommates jumped high as pounding echoed through their apartment.
"It's past nine and it's storming outside, who the hell would be here now?" Yamato-kun wondered out loud with amazement.
"I have no idea." Jyou-sempai answered with the same amazement in his voice.
"We could always answer the door." Koushirou suggested with a quick grin at the both of them. He wiped his eyes and hurried to the foyer as the pounding started again. Yamato-kun and Jyou-sempai quickly followed, their amazement evolving to worry.
Koushirou pulled himself up the few inches to the peephole and peered through. He drew away quickly and gasped. The door pounded again and he flinched, startled.
"Who is it?" Before the words had completely left Jyou-sempai's mouth, Koushirou flung open the door.
"What are you doing, you imbecile! It's freezing, wet, and dark outside!"
"I needed to talk to you, now." Tai's teeth chattered sharply.
"It could have waited until tomorrow!" Koushirou hissed angrily.
"Iie." Tai shook his head furiously sending water flying every which way. He thrust a handful of bright purple asters towards him. "I couldn't get you roses 'cause the shop closes at four-thirty and I wasn't gonna get you more 'til tomorrow. But Sora-san came over and told me what she said so I grabbed these and ran over here." Tai explained in rush.
Koushirou stared down at the asters. They looked rather abused and bald with about half of their petals missing. One of the flowers still had thin, scraggly roots hanging from the bottom. Koushirou took the flowers from Tai's grasp and looked up into Tai's anxious, wet face.
"Kou-koishii…can we try it?"
"Tr-try what?"
"The whole… gay thing, I guess." He smiled weakly. His big brown eyes searched Koushirou's pale face.
"HAI!" Koushirou jumped forward, wrapping his arms round Tai's lean waist. "Hai, hai, hai, hai, hai! I'm so sorry! I'm so stupid!" Koushirou cried out. Tai laughed and wrapped his arms around Koushirou's waist.
He lifted him off his feet and spun him around. The asters waved wildly in the air and stilled suddenly as Tai stopped his ecstatic spinning and brought his lips crashing down onto Koushirou's.
"That's all sorts of sweet and all, but you left the front door open and the wind's getting in." Yamato-kun drawled with a smirk.
The door slammed shut leaving the two blissfully kissing boys on the landing outside.
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Mimi lay on her bed, her eyes closed tight with sleep. Her hair was sticking to her face in some places, and her eyelids were puffy and red. Beneath her face, her pillow was damp with tears.
Her fluffy pink phone rang shrilly. She frowned in her sleep, but remained unconscious.
"Hey guys, you have reached Tachikawa, Mimi's phone, but I couldn't answer, obviously! I'm sorry I missed your call, though! So, leave a message and a phone number if I don't have it already, and I'll try to call you back ASAP!" BEEEP.
"H-hi, Mimi-san? It's Jyou-sempai. I…I would really like to talk to you soon. Call me whenever you can, I'll be available no matter the time." BEEEEP.
Mimi frowned a bit more in her sleep as his voice entered her half-awakening mind.
Who was that? Who said that? He…he's the one who told me my earrings looked pretty, wasn't he? A vague, tall shape with dark hair formed in her subconscious. She reached for him in her dream, walking quickly, wanting to see his face. Is it Koushirou-san? He seems so tall… Is Koushirou-san that tall?
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Kitty: HEYO! I love that ending! It's so cute! I made it to California yesterday and have to go take a shower because my stepmom won't leave me alone about my smell. Some people just don't have their priorities straight, I mean, seriously. Wanting to take a shower before a new chapter's finished, HA! Taishirou always comes first.
Ja ne minna!
