Alright guys, I have something important to say; I promise you all, I haven't abandoned this story or any of my other ones. I swear, I haven't.
I know I promised you guys I wouldn't disappear on you again, and I feel absolutely terrible knowing I broke that promise, please forgive me. c:
Things where I am are just starting to smooth out. My mom has been hurt and has been having to stay home, not being able to drive me, my older-sister, or little-brother anywhere. In actuallity, my grandmother has been having to do a lot for us, including bringing us things, paying for our bills until my mom heals and can get back to work, ect ect.
Along with that, as I mentioned in the chapter before, I'm a Freshman, and I have a wacked-up schedule. Even though I only have one academic course this semester, the classes I am in at the moment have been requiring I do a ton of work, the most difficult being AP Human Geography, and JROTC, which has been wearing me out since it involves so much physical activity.
Well shit, -Excuse my French!- I'm beginning to babble; the point is, I'm terribly sorry! And, I mean it this time when I say, I'M BACK FOR GOOD~! :D I swear to you guys, I am.
Oh, yes, and if you're wondering why I decided to update this story instead of my other fic "Just Another Cinderella Story", I chose this one to go ahead and update on so I could tell you guys what had happened. -AKA, this is my most popular fic-
Anyway, finally, onto the update! :3
I do not own UtaPri.
"C'mon Tokiya! Hurry!"
"I'm coming...I'm coming...slow down, you don't have to pull me."
Otoya had his fingers wrapped around his roommate's wrist-yes, believe it or not, despite the fact that they had graduated, they had chosen to continue living together, part of the reason being because Otoya was basically an orphan- and he was dragging him off down the carpeted-hallway of an apartment building complex. They passed multiple doors, all labeled with different numbers.
-10
-11
-12
-13
"-Aha! Thirteen! There it is!"
The red-head finally released his blue-haired friend once they had stopped in front of the door marked 13. "Now, how do you propose we get in?" Tokiya asked with a small sigh, putting both of his hands on his sides and looking over at his red-headed roommate with an eyebrow raised.
"We open the door of course!" Otoya responded with an incredibly sweet smile, making his roommate sputter a bit.
So maybe the blunette had started to fall for the red-head after all this time. Maybe he wanted him to be his own, but refused to speak up about it in fear of ruining their current friendship.
Maybe being the key word there.
"And how do you suppose we do that? Otoya, the door is-..." Tokiya drifted off as he watched Otoya slowly slide down to his knees, pulling a hair-pin from his pocket. Pushing one end of the metal into the small slit for the room-key scanner, Otoya slid and jiggled it around until a small click could be heard.
"Like that!"
Grinning widely, the red-head stood back up, slipping the hair-pin back into his pocket and turning around, blinking at the stunned look he was receiving from his roommate. "Eh?" He tilted his head. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Tokiya coughed a little, averting his eyes. "It's...It's nothing; where did you learn to do that?"
"Rei-chan showed me how!"
Tokiya choked a little. "What?! Why?! When was I when he taught you this?!"
Otoya laced his fingers behind his back and rocked back and forth on his heels. "It's a secret~!" He hummed. "Now come on! Let's go in!"
~(OwO)~(OwO)~(OwO)~
"Uwahhh! No way! I can't believe Rei-chan lives here! It's so...fancy!" Otoya had his arms spread out and was spinning in the middle of his brown-haired friend's apartment, his head tilted back so he could stare up at the sparkly chandelier hanging high in the air.
"Yeah...I'm surprised he got the money to pay for all of this." Tokiya mused, slowly striding his way across the living room, his footsteps making a small 'thump'ing noise against the marble flooring. "His new company must be pretty wealthy..."
"Yeah, even richer then ours!" Otoya said, only coming to a stop when he realized he was getting dizzy, having to keep his arms out to steady himself. "Woah...dizzy-"
"Well then don't spin like that and you wont get dizzy." Tokiya couldn't help but grumble before sighing, "We're here on a mission Otoya, we need to find Rei-chan's-"
"Ooh, what's that~?!"
Interrupting his stiff roommate, Otoya went sliding across the floor over to the entertainment center, where he then picked up a picture frame from beside the T.V. "Ne, Tokiya! Tokiya! Come here."
"Otoya-"
"Come onnnnnnn!"
Letting out a sigh of defeat, Tokiya strode his way over to his friend, looking over his shoulder at the picture he had in his hands. "What is it?"
It was a picture of Reiji of this blonde-haired man the two singer's had never seen before. Based on how the camera was being held, Reiji must've been the one taking the picture at the time, his free-arm wrapped around the blonde's shoulder.
They both were grinning like total idiots, but the simple gesture showed that the two were incredibly comfortable around the other and must've been pretty good friends.
"Who's that?" Tokiya asked, his eyebrows furrowed together as he stared at the picture, wondering who that man was. "I...I dunno..." Otoya sounded just as confused as his roommate. "I've never seen him before in my entire life..."
"Do you think he's one of Rei-chan's old friends?"
"I...I don't know, Otoya."
"What about his boyfriend? Do ya' think he's his boyfriend?"
"Otoya, I don't know." Letting out a sigh, Tokiya reached around his red-headed friend to take the picture from him, setting it back down where it had previously been.
"Come on, let's just go check upstairs for his phone."
~(OwO)~(OwO)~(OwO)~
"No Camus, I'm not with everyone else, that's the third time I've said this to you."
...
"Yes, I got dinner for you guys."
...
"I don't even know what that is."
...
"Camus, Camus, it's pizza." Cecil chuckled a little. He was currently walking his way down the street, his phone-which was pressed up again his ear-held in one hand, and a brown pizza box in his other.
"That greasy non-swallowable peasant food American's consider 'edible?' I think not."
"Well~. It's either that or you starve~."
The tanned-Prince had been the odd one out of STARISH. Instead of going out with the rest of the guys to start their new 'mission', he had instead gone out to get the three remaining members of Quartet Night a simple dinner.
"Ooh, ooh! Pizza! Yay pizza! I hope it's pepperoni!"
"I hope it comes with duck-tape so you'll shut the hell up."
"Ran-ran you know you love me~! You can't be a hater of Reiji Kotobuki!"
Cecil blinked at the sound of Reiji and Ranmaru in the background, stifling a small laugh by lightly biting his lower lip. "Ah, you three...I swear, I sometimes wonder how you all aren't actually siblings."
"Excuse you, but no, we could never be related. I'm much too mature and noble to be in the same family as these plebeians." Camus huffed to mainly himself, not caring too much about the cry of distress his brown-haired band member let out at being so offended.
He was sitting up on the brunette's bed, said twenty-five year old and Ranmaru down on the floor, playing-more like arguing over-a silver-laptop of some sort.
"Now come on Camus, don't you think that was a little mean?"
"I think the fact that you thought to get us such terrible food to dine on is what's harsh."
The blonde could hear a small chuckle of amusement come from the other end, grumbling something under his breath moments later. "Just hurry up...I'm actually fairly hungry."
"Yeah yeah, I'm hurrying. Be patien-"
The younger-male seemed to have cut himself off for a second, causing Camus' light, ice-blue eyes to slowly blink. "Aijima? You still there?"
"Eh? Yes! Sorry. I just had this strange feeling I was being followed..."
Camus felt a frown tug at the corner of his lips. "What do you mean?"
"I don't know how to explain the feeling...I just thought-"
The tanned-teen was abruptly cut off, and based on the loud cracking noise that rang throughout Camus right-ear seconds later, he must've dropped his phone. "Oi, Aijima-"
"H-hey! Let me go!"
"Not a chance, little man. Just relax, I won't kill ya', I promise."
"O-ow! Y-You're hurting me-!"
"Keep your mouth shut and maybe I won't."
"Ai-...jima...?" Camus had gone stiff, his eyes wide.
"Ca-!"
"Scream for help and I'll slit your throat. Just be a good boy and stay quiet."
A sigh reached the blonde's ears before he could hear the phone being picked up once again, that cold sadistic voice he had been hearing for quite a while now speaking directly too him.
"Meet at the top of building one-oh-seven tonight at one or this pretty prince becomes deceased."
And then the line went dead.
~(OwO)~(OwO)~(OwO)~
"L-Let me go gosh-darnit!"
"Aww, how cute, you're actually putting up a fight."
Saiko let out a dark sounding laugh, gripping Cecil's steadily-bruising wrists tighter as he brought his foot down and stomped on the Prince's phone, completely and utterly crushing it.
Oh he was gonna' have a lot of fun with this one.
Ah, was that long enough? Was it okay? I was really rushing with it if you couldn't tell, I was really trying to get it updated by tonight. ;u;
Oh, and yes, that laptop of Ranmaru and Reiji's is Ai's laptop if you didn't know.
Reviews are welcomed~. :3