Hey minna (^-^)/
And here it is, the last chapter of this long fic! [OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE IT YwY] I updated super fast deshou? Maa, I began to write yesterday and finished today. [That's a new record :v xD] I was in a hurry to update because I really disliked chapter 34 ~~ I am really unhappy with it, but let's ignore it forevar shall we? ;3 [yes pls x'D]
About this chapter... I am VERY satisfied and happy with it TwT I couldn't have written a better final chapter *overreacting*
Anyways, I hope that this chapter can compensate you ^-^
About the song... You all know it and love it, I'm pretty sure of it ! But, as I don't want to spoil you, I'll reveal the name of it at the end of the chapter. But I know that once you read the lyrics you will all think "OMG THIS SONG" xD okay sorry but more or less like that hahahaha
Well, that's all NO IT'S NOT ~.~ one more important thing (fuck the most important ~~) I've written in a different language in the middle of the chap, however I've written the translations of that language right under it. Whoever understands the language, *thumbs up* you don't have to read the translations xV.
Anyways, now that's all. Enjoy ;3 [mistakes ahead!]
Chapter XXXV
Masato grabbed the orange mp4 and stared at it for long seconds. He had been curious and anxious to listen to whatever song Jinguji had sung since the small object was given to him. Jinguji's words at the airport had only increased that desperation, but he had promised to the blond to listen to his song only, and just only, when he arrived at his destination. And right now, it seemed to be a good moment to finally do it... if his cellphone hadn't started to ring all of a sudden.
"Petra." He greeted with a sweet smile saving the orange object inside his pocket one more time.
"Young master, finally! I've been trying to call you for an hour."
"I'm sorry. I forgot to turn on my cell phone when I arrived. But what happened?"
"Oh nothing, I was just wondering how were you feeling..." The woman assured, washing Masato's worries away.
"I am..." Honestly, how was he feeling? Masato wasn't happy; but he wasn't sad either. Moving to a different country was a great change of his life. Leaving everything behind; his family, his friends, his house and school, Jinguji... It hadn't been easy. He was missing everything and everyone already; especially the blond, and he had just arrived at his destination. But that had to change. He would have to grow up from now on to be able to walk towards the future with his own feet. Masato was not ready but he was very determined. "I am fine Petra, thanks for your concern."
"Young master, you should know that you cannot lie to me. Why did you decide to not let any of your friends go see you at the airport, besides Jinguji-sama that is?" Masato squeezed his cell phone tightly for a brief moment. He had told to each one of his friends that he didn't like farewells thus they shouldn't go see him for the last time at the airport, however the true reason was deeper than that; if they had accompanied him, Masato was sure that he would be unable to get on the airplane and leave them behind. They had, after all, been his first friends and they meant the world to Masato, but that couldn't be used as an excuse to prevent him from travelling. They had gotten sad, of course, but in the end they respected Masato's decision. The only person Masato was unable to convince was Jinguji. Despite trying to use the same excuse to make the blond change his mind, Jinguji had said he wouldn't obey to Masato's wishes, and so he went to the airport along with the blue haired male. It had been very hard leaving the blond behind, especially after seeing his shocked expression when Masato had thanked him for keeping his promise until the end, but surprisingly Masato had controlled himself well enough; at least until he got inside the plane. He would never forget the look of all people while staring at him, kneeling on the floor and supported against one of the seats, preventing any kind of passage, crying desperately as if the world had ended. It had been humiliating and embarrassing, but mainly it had been distressful. At that moment Masato had craved for Jinguji's arms embracing him tightly yet gently, as they had done so many times before. Only those kind arms could give him the comfort he needed, however Masato wouldn't feel them ever again.
"Where will you go now?" The old lady asked changing the topic of their conversation. She didn't want to make her precious young master more anxious with all his conflicted emotions.
"I'm about to get a taxi to go see your friend."
"Oh I see. Jean said he would be waiting for you outside of the conservatory's building, I've showed you a photo of him so you already know how he is. Young master..."
"Yes?"
"Do you have enough money to pay for everything? The trip was very expensive and now a taxi..." The woman sounded very worried which made Masato smile with her kindness. Petra was an irreplaceable person to him.
"It's okay Petra, I didn't tell you because I forgot but my father gave me a credit card."
"Hijirikawa-sama did?"
"Hum, he did. But today will be the only day I'll use his money. I want to change Petra, and for that I need to know how life works on my own."
"But young master, Hijirikawa-sama gave you that credit card because he is worried with you. He wants to compensate you for all the time he made you suffer, and paying for your bills is probably the best way he saw to start doing that now. By giving you that credit card he is showing you that he wants to be part of your life. He wants to be by your side. Do you understand, young master?"
Masato pondered about Petra's explanation. In truth, Masato found it hard to believe that his cold father wanted to be part of his life and help him with everything he needed, but the older man had indeed proved him how much he regretted his past actions, so maybe Petra wasn't so wrong after all. However, Masato wouldn't change his mind. He wanted to be independent, and for that he could not use his father's money. Yet he decided not to tell that to Petra since he did not want to worry the old woman even more with useless concerns.
"I do. Thank you Petra."
"I'm glad, young master."
"Monsieur?"
["Sir?"] A masculine voice sounded in his ears interrupting his conversation with Petra.
"Eh?" Masato looked behind, staring at a short and chubby old man, whom smiled at him and continued his speech.
"Votre bagage est dans la voiture, nous pouvons partir à quelque moment."
["Your bags are inside the car, we can leave at any time."]
"Oh biensûr, un petit moment s'il vous plaît."
["Oh very well, just a moment please."] The man nodded kindly and entered in the car, giving the blue haired male more privacy; even though he wouldn't understand a single word even if he had remained outside. Masato deep breathed and was ready to talk to the old woman over the phone one more time, when he was suddenly interrupted by her.
"I see that you still know how to speak French, young master. I'm glad. To be honest, I was very worried about that. If young master didn't know how to speak French anymore, then you would never be able to make new friends over there. Paris can be a very lonely city if you do not have anyone with whom talking, young master. Please make sure to find some good friends like the ones you left here." She said so gently that almost made Masato tear up. He would make sure to achieve that goal. He didn't want to be lonely ever again. Since he had learned how it felt to have friends, Masato didn't know anymore how it was to be alone. So, he would do his best.
"Of course Petra. Thank you so much. Then, I really need to go. I'll make sure to call you every once in a while."
"Don't forget to call Hijirikawa-sama too."
"Eh- O-Of course not. I will do it too, he will feel more relieved I'm sure." He couldn't help the small yet kind smile that was formed on his lips. "Then, bye Petra." He listened a few last words from the old woman, and once the farewell was done Masato entered in the taxi and gave the chubby man the directions of the conservatory. From his pocket, Masato took Jinguji's mp4 and squeezed it lightly between his hands. Wrapped around the object, was a thin threat of black earphones that he inserted in his ears seconds after. Masato took a deep breathe feeling too nervous and afraid suddenly. What kind of song could be inside of it? What kind of song had Jinguji sung for him and why had he done it? What had he meant when he had said those words at the airport? Masato had thought about them over and over again, but in the end he couldn't find an answer.
"It's enough Hijirikawa Masato, just listen to the song already for once and for all. Why are you so afraid anyways? It's not as if Jinguji is here to see you while you listen to it." The blue haired teen pressed the start button and the mp4's light reached his dark blue eyes intensely making his heart pound strongly against his chest. On the screen it could be read From me to you which made the blue haired male's body began to tremble softly with the sudden whirlwind of feelings that tried to possess him. Shakily, his thumb pressed the same button one more time and a soft breath was everything he listened to at first. His heart stopped beating for an instant, however once the sweet voice of Nanami reached his ears, the blue haired teen forgot everything around him and paid full attention on all the future sounds that would reveal Jinguji's song.
"Uhm, Jinguji-san I think it's alright if you start now."
"I-Is it recording already? O-Okay, then I will start." Jinguji spoke hesitantly; almost as if he was afraid of something. Somehow, listening to his tone of voice, Masato couldn't help it but miss the blond. It would be hard to listen to everything until the end, but Masato would do it. The blue haired boy heard a soft breath and then Jinguji's voice started to speak to him through the mp4.
"Hijirikawa, on that day when you and I shared the same feelings for the first time, I couldn't help but remember about this song. By coincidence, this was the first song you showed me in the library at school... I wonder if you still remember about it... But honestly, that's not important at the moment. You see, on that day, while looking deeply into your eyes as we shared such a unique moment, I... in truth I had wanted to tell you something very important, but I was afraid. You can laugh if you want, that won't change the way I felt. It's pathetic I know, but I couldn't help it. Even now I am afraid. I'm terribly afraid of...
Anyways, after that day I had promised to myself to give you some space because I didn't want you to feel forced to accept me one more time. I wanted the same to happen to us but as naturally and specially as it flowed on that day. Besides I was also kind of embarrassed. Whenever I looked at you, I couldn't help it but remember every single thing as if it was happening all over again right in front of my eyes. And... you know... as a consequence I wanted you every time. Tsk~
As I was trying to say, after that day, despite promising myself to give you space, I also asked lady to help me out with this song and so I began to work on it every single day."
At those words Masato's heart pounded furiously inside his chest once. Did those words mean what Masato was thinking? Had he been wrong about Jinguji this whole time? But then... what about Sakura? Hadn't Jinguji been with her?
The blond's words continued sounding in his ears, preventing him from thinking anything else.
"I didn't write this song, nor lady composed it. In fact you know this song too well; it's one of your favorite songs. However, I asked lady to compose a piano score for it, because somehow I wanted to feel even more connected to you. I... I also asked lady to teach me to play it but in the end I failed in learning, so she is the one who will play the song while I sing.
With this song I want you to understand my true feelings. I want what I was not able to say on that day to reach you through this song. I... hope I can achieve that."
Masato swallowed hard, while his heartbeat raced intensely and unstoppably making it hard to breathe. His mind was racing with countless thoughts, yet when the soft melody of his piano; his precious treasure reached his ears, the whole world stopped. That song... Why had Jinguji chosen it? Jinguji's intense voice began finally singing, taking Masato's confusion away with every word uttered so softly; so sweetly; so uniquely as if Masato was the only human being on the entire world.
"I'm telling you
I softly whisper
Tonight tonight
You are my angel
I love you
We will become one
Tonight tonight
I just say...
Wherever you are, I always make you smile
Wherever you are, I'm always by your side
Whatever you say, you're always on my mind
I promise you "forever" right now
(...)"
Perhaps he was, indeed the only human being in the world; at least in Jinguji's world. This song had been the proof. Masato had understood it. Masato had really understood Jinguji's feelings. How could have he been so blind; so stupid and ignorant this whole time? How could have he fooled himself in such a way, and getting convinced that Jinguji was in love with Sakura, when the blond had told him before that he and her were different? How could have he misunderstood Jinguji's true words and feelings like that?
He was a fool! Masato was a real fool! What should he do now? He had ran away. He had hurt Jinguji in a terrible and painful way. He was sure that Jinguji was suffering right now like he had suffered once because of Sakura. However, this time it was all his fault. It was all because Masato had decided selfishly that Jinguji did not like him...
"(...)
Someone I can love from my heart.
Someone I love from my heart.
In the center of my love,
You are always there.
(...)"
How stupid!
How stupid!
How stupid!
Masato did not deserve Jinguji.
Tears rolled down over his pale flushed cheeks. The sudden feeling that was inside him tightening his heart painfully, was too unbearable. But Masato was almost sure that Jinguji was suffering much more than him. Was he crying too? Before Masato had even selfishly wanted the blond to do it, but now the simple thought of it was too painful. Who would comfort Jinguji if he was not there? Who would try to replace him and be able to get Jinguji's heart like he had done? Masato thought of Sakura one more time. He knew he shouldn't but he couldn't help it. It was stronger than him, mainly because this time she would probably be able to do it. The blue haired teen clenched his fists tightly.
"I don't want to!" He thought desperately. But... what could he do? Masato had decided to not return anymore. He had a new life to explore right in front of his eyes, so he couldn't possibly abandon it just to go and comfort the blond.
"I don't want to make you feel guilty after listening to it." Jinguji's words invaded his mind suddenly. So that's why the blond had said such a thing. He already knew how Masato would react to his deep feelings so he didn't want to be the cause of Masato's wrong decisions. He wanted the blue haired male to chose his own way in life by himself and not because he needed his comfort. How idiot he was. Even after all this he couldn't fully understand the blond. He was truly ashamed and frustrated, but Masato had taken a decision and so he wouldn't go back with it. He didn't have to do it anyway. He was thankful to Jinguji for loving him in such a beautiful and deep way. Yet, Masato was thankful to Jinguji because the true way he had sung that song had opened up his own eyes for life. Masato had a long path to run; once he did it, he would make sure to take new decisions.
"Reeen~ for how long will you stay here all depressed?" Sakura whined trying to pull the blond by the arm out of his bed.
"Until I get bored." Ren's dry and hurt tone of voice surprised her. She expected him to be unhappy with the sudden departure of the person he liked, but how deep was his sadness? Sakura knew, by her younger sister, that Ren had went to school every day; that his scores kept increasing and that he kept doing everything the teachers asked him to do, but it was strange. Sakura knew that at this time of the season Ren was probably trying to get the highest scores ever to enter in a good college, but was he doing all that just to forget the sadness? Was he stressing himself that much just to be able to ignore his deepest feelings? How idiot could he get to be?
The girl huffed angry at Ren's behavior. "This stupid idiot...!" Decided, she climbed on the bed and lied down on top of him over his back. She wanted him to react in any way, but not even her action had provoked a reaction on him. She sighed and looked at him with a sad smile. There was probably nothing she could do at this point.
"Né Ren, tell me about him."
"Huh?"
"Masato. Hijirikawa Masato. Tell me about him." Silence was what she received. She pouted getting annoyed for being ignored. "I have a friend who told me about him. She said: 'Tsk, he's an idiot. He's probably the most idiotic boy on earth's face! He's too naïve and annoying. He never thinks about himself and puts others above him, which is a good quality but a stupid thing to do! But... he's special. He's a beautiful person.' The girl who said that, is in love with him."
"Who was it?"
Bingo! She did it! She finally got a reaction from him.
"Eeeh~ I wonder... But she is a beautiful girl. I would be careful if I was you. She may steal him from you." She said trying to tease him, however her words only had the opposite effect.
"He's not mine. He never was. He's not here anymore anyways."
"ARGH GEEZ! Jinguji Ren, you're an idiot! You're way worse than a girl! If you love him so much why didn't you say so? Why did you hide your feelings from him? If you had told him everything I'm sure he would have stayed with you! If... If you had told him everything, then Nana wouldn't be suffering so much right now too! Why does everyone has to suffer because of you two? Stupid homos! Tsk!" She yelled getting up in order to leave, however Ren's hand around her slim wrist prevented her from doing so.
"Nana? What do you mean? How do you know Nana?"
Her eyes were wide open in shock. She had forgotten that Ren didn't know her relation to Nana, much less about her sudden encounter with him a few time ago. Shit; she had screwed things up! Sighing, she looked over her shoulder at his confused expression. She could not lie to him anymore.
"Nana made me promise that I would never tell you this. It seems that Masato was whom asked her to keep it a secret from you." Sakura told him and he was taken aback with the mention of the blue haired teen's name. She explained him the whole story about their encounter at the park and whom had planned it. She also told him Hijirikawa's reasons for doing so, which broke his heart even more. He was forced to clench his fists and teeth tightly to try to suppress his sudden yet expected rage and frustration. If only he knew where Hijirikawa was then he would go find him and force all his own feelings on him.
"The idiot..." Why did he chose on his own the person Ren was in love with? He had no right in doing so! If Ren wanted to love him then he would do so! "Tsk" Why was he complaining so much anyways? It didn't matter how worked up he got, the fact that Hijirikawa had left him would never change. Hopefully he had given him that mp4. What had he thought about the song? Had he, finally, understood his true feelings? Or was the stubborn idiot still in denial? Why couldn't he just accept Ren completely?
"Fuck!"
"Ren?" The girl moved closer to him trying to reach his hands that were covering his face, however before she could do it, the blond faced her with a distressed expression.
"What should I do, Sakura? What should I do from now on?" The girl began to cry due to Ren's desperation and hugged him tightly. She would love to help him. She would love to be the one making him happy. Nevertheless, Sakura knew that she would never be able to do it. Hijirikawa Masato was irreplaceable to Ren.
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His blue orbs ran the nostalgic view of known streets full of unknown people, when suddenly a tall and familiar figure caught his full attention.
"Uhm, you can stop here please. Here's my address, someone will be waiting for my things there. Thank you."
"So, will you let your hair grow ever again?" Sakura asked with a knowing grin, trying to tease the blond who blushed and slapped her hand away from his short hair gently.
"Shut up will you?"
"Heh, you're really worse than any girl out there. We are stronger than men when it comes to broken hearts, I guess." She kept teasing him; embarrassing him more and more with her intelligent words. In truth Sakura was doing it to distract the blond. Three years had passed already, yet Ren missed Masato the most. His feelings for the other boy were as strong and intense as they had been years ago. She wondered if it had been as hard to Ren to forget her as it was being hard trying to ignore those deep feelings he had hidden deep down inside his heart. "Well, but putting that aside, you are a popular senior in college. All girls are crazy about you since you cut your hair. But I wonder about your fans from your boys band... Are they also happy? You guys now are pretty popular right? Was it because you cut your hair?"
"I'm going home, you're annoying me too much." The girl prevented him from walking away by grabbing his shirt. "Will you stop?"
"Yes, yes I'm very sorry Jinguji Ren-sama. Anyways I wanted to ask you something about your boys band. You see, there's this friend of mine who- eeh?" The brunette stopped suddenly which surprised and confused the blond.
"What?"
Instead of receiving a coherent answer, Ren received a warm smile that only deepened his confusion. He opened his mouth, ready to make more questions, when suddenly a familiar and kind voice sounded in his ears, singing an also familiar song.
"Wherever you are, I never make you cry
Wherever you are, I never say goodbye
Whatever you say, you're always on my mind
I promise you "forever" right now
(...)
We still have a long journey ahead
Please always, always,
until death, stay with me
We carry on...
(...)"
"Sorry, I've kept you waiting for too long." Masato added as he finished singing.
Ren's widened blue eyes stared in amazement at the blue haired male right in front of them. The strong whirlwind of feelings that invaded his body was trying to dominate him. Ren just wanted to run and hug the man he loved, but he refrained from doing it. He put his hands inside the pockets of his pants, trying to compose himself as much as he could. His lips formed a shy and happy smile and he spoke in a soft tone of voice,
"Yeah, you're late."
Masato smiled back and then his orbs observed the beautiful brunette who had countless tears rolling down over her cheeks. He moved closer to the girl and smiled gently at her. She blushed lightly and smiled back at him.
"You must be Matsumoto Sakura-san, am I right?"
"And you must be Hijirikawa Masato-san."
"Nice to meet you, Sakura-san. Thank you for taking care of him this whole time, and I'm sorry for any trouble we both may have caused you." Masato bowed politely in front of the girl. Sakura was taken aback for moments with his unexpected action. And all of a sudden she couldn't suppress her feelings anymore, thus more tears fell from her green eyes.
"Yeah, you both are stubborn idiots. It was really very hard for me and Nana."
Masato's orbs widened for seconds with the brunette's words. The mention of Nana's name made him remember about the person whom had helped him the most. "I am very sorry."
"It's alright. Just..." Sakura dried her tears with the palms of her hands and looked at the blue haired male in the eyes. "Be happy this time, please."
"Thank you, Sakura-san."
Their fingers entwined warmly just like their naked bodies were glued against each other. Ren's free hand was pulling Masato even closer and his forehead was supported against the back of his head. Masato's hair tickled the blond's nose as he smelled the nostalgic scent of his body.
"That tickles Ren~" Masato said laughing softly.
"Masato..." The serious tone of Ren's voice made the blue haired male shiver. "Don't ever leave me again." The blond tightened Masato's fingers between his transmitting him his deepest feelings through his words and gesture.
Masato smiled softly to himself, feeling ready to finally give Ren what he had intended before but felt too nervous to do. He separated their hands, bending his body over the edge of the bed towards the floor and grabbing his pants in the way. From the back pocket he took out a small envelope and returned to his previous comfortable position between the blond's arms; yet this time facing him.
"I've always wanted to apologize, and even though I already did, it won't erase the guilt I feel for making you suffer so much for so long. I'm sorry Ren. I shouldn't have assumed things without knowing the truth. I've always, always for a really long time liked you. I'm not sure when it all began, and I remember that it was very hard to me to accept my feelings for you, but once I did it I just wanted you all for myself. It's a possessive thought but I couldn't stop it. And when I had finally gotten closer to you, you told me about Sakura-san and you made it sound as if she was the most important thing you had in your life, so I assumed that you still liked her. When I later found out that her and Nana-san were sisters I saw in that your opportunity to be happy again, with the one you liked the most, as long as you were happy I'd also be happy. So I decided that the best for me would be leaving you and trying to forget you as far away from you as possible. I'm sorry."
"You're an idiot."
"I will have to agree with you this time."
Ren smiled and decided to change the topic of their conversation. He didn't want to deepen Masato's guilt after all. It hadn't been only the blue haired male's fault. Ren should also be blamed. If only he had confessed three years ago, then none of them would have suffered so much and for so long. They both had been too idiots.
"So, what's that?" Ren asked looking at the small envelope.
"This is for you." Masato replied giving Ren the envelope. The blond accepted it and stared at Masato's deep blue eyes intensely, as if searching for answers. The blue haired male simply stared back and Ren gave up, directing his gaze towards the envelope as two of his fingertips opened it. His baby blue eyes looked at the inside and Ren felt his heart stop for a split second. His vision was quickly directed at Masato who flushed deeply under Ren's questionable gaze.
"D-Don't look at me like that. I-I..." Masato closed his eyes softly and deep breathed in order to calm himself. Once he felt able to speak properly, he opened his eyes and looked into Ren's deep orbs, taking his breath away with his deepest confession. "I cannot promise you a marriage, but I can promise you an everlasting love. That's the meaning behind those rings. I won't ever leave you again Ren. I love you."
Impulsively, Ren pulled Masato closer and embraced him tightly; their naked bodies were once again glued to each other. His heart was pounding strongly and his cheeks were burning red. He wasn't expecting such a passionate love confession from the other male. Ah fuck... What should he do? He was so happy that even if he died today he wouldn't mind at all. No wait; of course he would. He wanted to be with Masato and to receive from him his everlasting strong love. Ah shit, but if his heart kept beating so fast, making it hard to breathe, he was sure he would die soon.
"Calm down Ren. Calm down. Calm down. Calm- geez!"
"Damn it Masato, do you wanna kill me?"
"Eh?"
"Don't 'eh' me! Shit... My heart's beating like crazy."
"Hum, I can feel it."
"Y- Tsk, you... You're doing that on purpose, aren't you?" Ren asked feeling even more embarrassed. How could Masato be teasing him?
"Mine is beating fast as well. So I know how you feel." Masato stated burying his face on Ren's chest and tightening him between his arms. The blond was surprised with his reaction but somehow that had calmed him. He smiled warmly and tightened Masato's body gently as well.
"Do you know Masato, I wouldn't mind if we got married. We could go to France, Portugal, Spain, wherever; it doesn't matter."
"D-Don't be stupid Ren. We cannot get married, at least for now." Masato decreased the tone of his voice at the end of his speech.
"Eh...? A-Are you serious? Damn, I can't take so much happiness at the same time. Give me a break."
"I-I didn't... Tsk, j-just forget it. We cannot get married because my father would never approve it. And you're famous now, think about your friends for once." Masato explained feeling the heat over his cheeks increasing.
"Are those your real excuses? Seriously? Heh... Well, then I guess we will get married soon."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I can convince your father very well, if you don't remember I recovered your precious piano from him. As for my friends, they would totally approve it. But, we can do things in a different way." Ren distanced his body a little from Masato's, so he could look at him, and grinned slyly.
"A different way?"
"Yeah. For example, we could get married in secret. So no one would get in our way." Ren muttered lowly and Masato's heart skipped a beat with his idea. If put like that, it didn't seem so impossible anymore.
"Oh shit... I can't believe that he's really considering it. This is too much for just one day." Ren thought feeling desperately happy.
"I guess that we will have to save these rings for now, then." The blond said with a wide smile on his lips.
Masato tried to look for something to argue back against Ren, yet he found nothing so he closed his eyes as a way to get rid of his embarrassment, and said, "T-Tsk, d-do whatever you want."
Ren's heart skipped a beat and he supported his forehead against Masato's sweetly. "I will." He muttered happily.
Masato was too embarrassed to even react, however there was something that he really had to ask Ren because since he had seen him again that he felt curious about it. So, the blue haired male decided to put his embarrassment aside and said, "Ren, I have a question."
"Yes?"
"Why did you cut your hair?"
Now it was Ren's turn to flush deeply.
"Argh~ Did you really have to spoil the mood?"
"So?"
The blond sighed defeated and decided to admit for once and for all the reason behind his haircut. "You know that saying about women who cut their hair to forget about the person whom broke their heart, right?"
"E-Eh? D-Don't tell me..." Ren's cheeks got even redder and he looked away to avoid Masato's eyes. The blue haired male stared at him wide eyed for seconds, but unable to control himself, Masato began to laugh unstoppably.
"Y-You're laughing way too much, Hijirikawa Masato." Ren said with a twitching eyebrow.
"Pfft- I-I'm... so...rry." Masato said between his hard laughter.
"Tch." In a quick movement, the blond was on top of the blue haired man. "Masato, it was painful." Such words made him stop laughing.
"I'm sorry." He muttered lowly feeling guilty.
Ren smirked. "I was joking."
"You bastard!"
"Maybe, but you love me."
"Tsk, you cocky bastard." Masato looked away for a brief instant to then add, "I do." He smiled kindly.
"Damn, I never thought this day would really come." Ren leaned his forehead to Masato's and whispered, "I love you so much."
"I love you too, Ren." Masato whispered back feeling the ten fingers of his hands being warmly intertwined with Ren's. A second after, his soft lips were sweetly sealed with a passionate kiss, that made them both feel how deep and real their feelings towards one another were. And from this moment on, their feelings would just grow stronger and stronger; and Ren and Masato, would just cherish each one of them like a precious treasure.
The End ❤
The song, you know it right? I knew it :3
It's by ONE OK ROCK "Wherever you are" *hearto*
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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE VIEWS (I've almost reached the 29,200 views Y/w/Y wow), REVIEWS, FAVS AND FOLLOWS (each one of them made me always very, very happy :')
I hope you had liked the whole fic (even the ugliest chapters xD) and until next time :')
Also, I want to thank my beta (even though she was unable to correct my last 4 chapters, if I'm not mistaken) I've learned so much with her. My English continues shitty, but I know that I've improved a lot and it's all thanks to her. I would never write like I do today, if two years ago she hadn't offered me her help ;w; so Scarlotte O'Hara, thank you so much!
Bye~Bye, ⌒ヽ(*'､^*)chuu*