Hey, this is the new chapter that was hastily made by me. Hehe. :D Enjoy!
Hisagi wanted to kill himself right now and then for not putting the bouquet in a much safer place earlier that morning when Matsumoto got it for him. Everything he had planned beforehand was now ruined. The feeling of getting busted was totally… pathetic and stupid. He felt like an idiot.
Well, Kira couldn't be blamed; it was really the brunette's fault.
Though really, why does he think I like Matsumoto? Surely, she's an apple of the eye of anyone, and that I'm a guy who likes the type of her… but the moment I met Kira, I suddenly forgot what I really am. I forgot my love for boobs, rumps, and curves. It's like all that matters to me was him and his happiness.
Hisagi sighed. He wished he had said that in front of him. It did sound sappy, but at least it was the truth.
The 9th Division vice captain sat back on his chair instead and took some handful of papers to be signed from tall stacks staring right in front of him. He believed nothing could be done now other than work.
After Lunch…
Signing some papyrus glumly and irritatingly for several hours only made the dark haired man's temper worsened. And the more he tried to forget about the incident, the more he remembered the last thing Kira muttered before leaving. The last thing he expected to hear.
"Oh and the flowers are pretty. They suit well with… Vice Captain Matsumoto. Good luck to you."
The though itself seemed like a screeching cat on his hears, and the way Kira said it… it was like… it was so bitter that it was as if he was a jealous school girl who found out that her long time crush already had a girlfriend.
Yes, Kira was probably jealous and disappointed!
Kira is absolutely… absolutely…
The brunette's eyes widened in his own revelation. "Kira is jealous because he… likes me too?"
Oh. Oh. Oh!
As if a switch was suddenly pushed, Hisagi's determined spirit went up once again. And with his own creative imagination, he already pictured himself with Kira as a happy couple doing only the fun and happy things.
The dark-haired man stared dreamily at nothing in particular, though the fire in his eyes never dared to extinguished out.
Heh. It seems like I still have a chance to get him. I'll do anything to win his heart no matter what.
Poor Hisagi, little did he know he already did.
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