"Sempai," Yuma lightly shook me, "wake up…"
"Mn…" I slowly got up, rubbing my eyes, "Yuma-kun?"
"Good morning," Yuma smiled at me.
"Mn… good morning, Yuma-kun," I looked around the room. Gakupo wasn't here, "where is Gakupo?"
"He went to record a song," Yuma sat back, "you two… really are close, huh?"
The way he said it… sounded so sad… Well, I guess you would be, if you liked someone, that was closer to someone else who likes him… I smiled, "yeah, he cared for me a lot…"
"Is that so…" Yuma's head went down.
"But, I'm sure Yuma-kun is as caring as Gakupo…"
Yuma looked up, "...Sempai."
I smiled at him, "so don't give up… I care for you as much as Gakupo."
"Sempai…" Yuma bit his lower lip, and hugged his knees together. His face was red, "...I won't give up… Kaito…"
How he suddenly called my name, made me shake, "calling me by my name already…" I smiled and ruffled his soft, pink hair. It kinda looked like a pink hedgehog… spiky and round… I laughed to myself.
"W-what's so funny?" Yuma looked up, his face still a bit red.
"Nothing…" I smiled back at him. I looked at the clock sitting on Gakupo's desk, "wah… it's so late…"
Yuma got up, holding his hand out to me, "let's go…"
"Hmm?"
"To breakfast… where else?" Yuma sighed.
"Ah, right, "I took his hand. He led me to the dining room, his hand gripped my hand tightly, but it wasn't painful.
We soon arrived at the dining room. Len, Kiyoteru, and the other boys were waiting at the table.
"What took you so long?" Len complained.
"You're usually the first one up," Kiyoteru pushed up his glasses.
"Sorry," I smiled at everybody, "were you guys waiting for me?"
"Of course!" Len got up and walked to me, "we're hungry~"
"Len," Kiyoteru closed the book he was reading, "don't be rude."
"It's ok…" I smiled at Len, "I'll make something yummy for you."
Len grinned at me and plopped himself back on the chair. I looked at Yuma and smiled at him, "would you like to help?"
Yuma jolted, "ah...ok."
"Here," Yuma passed around the food. I walked over to the dining table where everyone was.
"Do any of you know when Gakupo's coming home?" I asked, sitting down next to Len.
"He said he would be back soon," Piko murmured, with his mouth full.
"Piko, don't talk with your mouth full," I scolded.
"Your the one who asked a question," Piko pouted.
I puffed up my cheeks angrily.
"You two…" Kiyoteru snapped, "you know you shouldn't fight in the middle of a meal."
"Ah…" I sighed sadly, "sorry, Kiyo-kun, even though I'm older…
"It's fine," Kiyoteru smiled at me.
"Ha ha…" Yuma laughed, "you really are like the mom of Vocaloids."
"Yuma-kun…" I mumbled.
Len stopped eating his food, "if Kaito-nii is the mom, then who's the dad?"
Everyone stayed silent, thinking of a answer.
"Maybe Gakupo-san," Piko suggested, "or Yuma-nii, cause they seem really close to Kaito-nii."
"Eh?" Both me and Yuma leaned over the table to look at Piko.
"What about me and Kaito?" Gakupo stood at the dining room door entrance.
"Ah, Gakupo…" I stood up and walked to him, "are you hungry? Do you want to eat or take a bath first?"
"Bath, bath~" Gakupo sang, smiling at me.
"Ok," I turned to the group, "I'll be back soon, there is more food in the kitchen. Oh, and Kiyo-kun, can you cover my food with wrap?"
Kiyoteru got up, "I got it."
"Thank you!" I smiled at him, clasping my hands together. I turned to Gakupo, "I'll get the bath ready."
"Alright," Gakupo walked into the dining room, "thank you."
I nodded and walked to the bathroom. Turning on the water, I tested the heat, "mn, it's a bit cold…"
"Sempai…" I heard Yuma's voice.
"Y-Yuma-kun?" I quickly turned around. As I turned around, someone covered my eyes. I panicked, "Yuma-kun? Is that you?"
No answer.
"Gakupo?" I guessed.
"Who do you want it to be?" The voice sounded fake. It had to be someone I knew.
I stayed silent, "Yuma-kun… please stop this…"
The man removed his hand from my eyes and hugged me tightly, "...sorry, I just…"
I shook my head, "it's ok."
"But…"
I tilted my head so I could see his face, "...Yuma-kun…"
Yuma backed away from me and took a deep breath, "sorry… I wasn't thinking right." He laughed softly to himself, "we should tell Gakupo that the water is ready…" He smiled at me, his eyes were pained. Yuma-kun… why does his eyes look so hurt? Yuma took my hand and led me back to the dining room. Unlike last time, his hand held onto my hands loosely, barely putting any pressure...
A/N: So I changed the genre, not because of a review, but because I was actually stuck between making it extremely sad, or just a happy thing. I changed it to hurt/comfort, i'm guessing it just means what it says, normal pain, and comforting? I don't know, please tell me if I'm using it wrong PM or review... Sorry, to those people who maybe came for Tragedy... but I hope that everybody will stick with my story and enjoy it. If you see any errors or have any tips on writing, please tell me. Thank You!