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As usual chap beta'ed by Scarlotte O'Hara =')

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Chapter XXI

Masato was sitting on one of the several wooden benches in the school's garden, he was ready to enjoy his lunch time. However a familiar voice called his name and prevented him from eating the delicious omelet he had made this morning.

"Masa-chan! Hi, what are you doing here all alone?" Keita asked him as he sat down beside Masato.

"Ah Keita, hi. As you can see I'm enjoying my lunch time, do you want a bite?" Masato asked smiling warmly and pointing to his black lunch box on his lap.

"Ah no thanks I already had lunch." Keita said smiling.

"Ooh… With Aijima-kun, right?" The blue haired teen asked teasing his friend, who blushed deeply.

"Jeez Masa-chan… And you, why are you alone? Where is the other idiot? You two are always together lately." Keita asked grinning, also trying to tease his friend. However Masato averted his face which caused the dark haired male get worried. Usually Masato would react by blushing and stuttering with one of his quick excuses, yet he was too quiet. Keita knew him well. Something was happening with his precious best friend, and he would and had to find out the reason; although he already knew the name of his problem. Again it seemed to be that stupid annoying playboy. What had happened this time between them? The only time he had seen them together had been a week ago, when he had kissed Masato for the last time, and at that day in Masato's room he had been sure that they both felt the same. They had strong intense feelings for each other, and Keita knew they were living together because Petra had told him. Then why the hell was his best friend so crestfallen right now? If that stupid blond had done something to hurt him, he would regret it.

"Masa-chan what is it?" The dark haired teen asked looking at his friend's lowered face.

"Nothing. I'm sorry I was just thinking about something else. Jinguji is with one of his girls I suppose, that's what he always does whenever we are at break times; after all he is a stupid playboy." Masato answered laughing softly, trying to disguise his nervousness. However Keita knew him, so the blue haired teen wasn't completely able to hide his true feelings.

"Né Masa-chan, I will ask you something and I want you to be honest with me okay? Does it hurt knowing that? You do feel more than simple friendship for him, don't you?" Masato remained quiet for long seconds. He really didn't know how he felt about Jinguji. He really appreciated the time they spent together even when he was being teased, like this morning when his buttocks had been squeezed by Jinguji's hand. Although what Keita had said was true, for some unknown reason he didn't like knowing that Jinguji was with another person; a girl to be exact. To know that he was speaking in his gentle hot voice to her, that he probably also was smiling gently at her. Or even that he might be probably touching her as he had touched that girl in the storage room in the gym, it had hurt him yes, but why? He knew that just because they lived together didn't mean they would be together at school, their tutoring classes had finished after all. Jinguji didn't need to help him anymore, however he needed Jinguji. Was it really true that what he felt for the blond was much more than a simple friendship? If that was the case then it was really true that he had fallen under Jinguji's spell. He didn't want feeling like that for the blond would only hurt him.

Keita sighed feeling sad looking at his precious friend. He really didn't need an answer, Masato's face and reactions had said everything. However it was really sad seeing the blue haired teen like that. Lately, although he hated admit it, whenever Masato and the playboy were together the blue haired teen felt happy; Keita could see that through his actions and expressions. It was as if Masato didn't need anything else to be satisfied, only the blond's attention, smiles and gestures were more than enough. However the stupid blond had to make his friend suffer so much, and as Masato was so innocent; so pure of course he was easily affected.

"You're too pure Masa-chan." Keita said surprising his friend, who immediately looked at him. The dark haired teen continued saying "And the other stupid idiot thinks he is the best person ever when he can't see how the hell he truly feels. I'm feeling tired just looking at you both and knowing all the truth."

"Eh? What do you mean Keita?" Masato asked more confused than ever.

"Masa-chan I will ask you another question and this time I want an answer, okay?" Keita asked seriously scaring his friend a bit, who opted for nodding only. Keita smiled in his head with Masato's reaction and continued, looking seriously at him and asked "How much do you like him? I want an answer Masa-chan." Masato looked at his friend astonished, yet he slightly blushed and started to tremble once he realized he had to answer. He supported his forehead on the black lunch box on his lap, and took a deep breath to relieve his anxiety and nervousness. However it wasn't that easy. Even if Jinguji was not there with him why did he have to feel totally controlled by him? It seemed that he couldn't feel anything else besides frustrated.

"So Masa-chan… How much?" Keita asked again seeing his friend in such a state. He knew he was pressing his friend mercilessly, yet he also knew that this was needed.

"Geez Keita… Why are you asking me that?"

"Because I want to know Masa-chan. You also want to know right? For that you really need to say it aloud. You have to hear yourself saying it." Keita explained and Masato remained quiet, listening to his words carefully. Keita was right and he knew it and he couldn't continue denying this anymore. It was inevitable.

"Then, Masa-chan…" Keita tried one more time.

"I… About Jinguji I…" It was hard for him to breathe, speak or move. His heart was pounding so fast, his body was shaking so fiercely that he believed he would faint at any moment. His mind was full with Jinguji's figure; his smiles, his voice, his warm touches… every single thing about the blond ran through his head, strengthening his feelings even more.

"About him, you…?" Keita insisted.

"I-I love him." Masato finally said deeply breathing in relief. He was truly embarrassed; however he was feeling much better with himself now that he had finally verbalized his own true feelings toward the blond. Even if he didn't want to love him it was too late. Right now, like Keita had said, hearing himself saying his own feelings he had understood how strong; how deep and intense his love for Jinguji was. He never thought that one day he would deeply fall in love with the person he had hated the most.

"You finally admitted it!" Keita exclaimed looking at Masato, who remained in the same position. He couldn't move still.

"But that doesn't mean that he will be mine." Masato said softly closing his dark blue eyes.

Keita smiled softly while looking at him, then trying to comfort the teen he said teasing him "Hum… Masa-chan you're really shameless né? Do you want him to be yours?"

"I- I never said…" Masato started to say stuttering, however he stopped speaking for brief moments to add in a more serious tone "I think I want him. Yes, I want him to be mine."

"Eh? Masa-chan do you really…" Keita was interrupted by his friend when he faced him and smiling sadly said

"Though I know that will never happen, but I'm fine with that. Now I have to go, I will have geometry next and I can't be late. See you later or tomorrow Keita. Bye." Saying that, Masato grabbed his things and left Keita behind before he could say anything more.

"Oh no, I forgot to buy that detergent and I still have to wash Jinguji's pants and his two black shirts. Oh well I don't care, he said he doesn't need them until next Tuesday and today is Friday so it's okay." Masato said as he climbed the stairs to Jinguji's house and looked at his shopping list. However he quickly noticed the subject of his own conversation and blushed deeply. He had been talking as if they were a couple, and it was truly embarrassing now that he had finally realized and assumed his own feelings for Jinguji.

"Tsk, I'm an idiot." He murmured softly as he opened the door to his now home. Once he entered he saw a pair of strange shoes; he knew already every little thing that belonged to the blond and those shoes weren't part of his possessions, besides they were feminine shoes. He squeezed the two bags in his hands with his thoughts, he didn't want to believe them however those shoes were right in front of his dark blue eyes and the house was too quiet.

Masato stopped looking at the shoes and looked up, facing the short hall of the house. His heart was already pounding inside of his chest and his body slightly trembling. Even so, he walked towards the kitchen and put the two white bags on the small table there; where only he and Jinguji ate. Usually he would stay in the kitchen a few minutes, quietly looking at that table and thinking about his new life with Jinguji. However right now he only had one thing in mind; go to their bedroom and confirm his suspicions. So he left the kitchen and walked through the short hall finally reaching the bedroom he shared with Jinguji. He swallowed hard, his heart pounding faster and faster in anxiety, nervousness and fear. Mainly fear. However suddenly he felt his heart stop beating when he heard a faint noise inside the room. He supported his hands on the dark brown door and tried to listen to carefully for the same noise that had made his heart stop. Although he had already knew the answer to this mystery.

"Aaah~ R-Ren d-do you like it? Does this feel good?" A feminine voice said panting.

"Yeah, yeah it feels good. Now stop talking and move faster." Ren demanded indifferently at the girl's question.

After that faint speech the blue haired teen wasn't able to hear more than moans and whimpers from the feminine voice. In truth Masato didn't need nor want to hear much more to know what the blond was doing inside of the room. Their room; yet right now he was thinking that today he would not be able to sleep inside that room, in that bed. He knew that his way of thinking was not the right one because the blond had probably already slept with many different girls in that same bed before; however he was not sure at all until now.

"You see…? I knew that admitting to myself how I love him didn't mean that he would be mine." Masato murmured turning around and returning to the kitchen. His heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe properly, and his tears even though they were there in the corner of his eyes, didn't run all over his face. He knew that crying would not erase all of those sad and painful feelings.

T-T Ren you idiot! You will see next chap ;A;

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