Kisa was standing in front of the music room, staring at the dark-brown-haired guy playing on the piano. That melodic song was so pleasing that it started to lead him into a different world– no, a different universe. The warm, summer wind made the velvet curtain literally fly, blowing pink cherry blossom petals into the room. The bright sun made the boy shine in the chair.

When he suddenly stopped playing on the piano and turned towards the door, Kisa thought his heart would immediately stop.

"Hey there," he smiled, making Kisa blush.

"H-Hey," the boy tried to smile as well, but it didn't turn out well.

"What are you standing there for? Come closer. I don't bite."

The brunette laughed lively, and Kisa's heart was about to beat out of his chest. With shaking legs, he took a few steps, and when he reached the boy and the piano, he swallowed.

"Looks like you're afraid," the brunette said as he started to play the same as before. "First year?"

"Yeah," Kisa nodded, both his hands squeezed to his chest. "Y-You?"

"Me too," the boy laughed. "But I've never seen you before. Well, I guess it's because nearly five hundred people started the college with us. I'm Yoshida. Yoshida Ryo. Nice to meet you!"

"I-I'm Kisa. Kisa Shouta," the boy said, feeling his face turned red.

Later that day, Kisa was sitting in the campus with a pen and a notebook, with Yoshida's name on the paper. He wanted to ask what way he writes his name, but he hadn't the courage to do that in the end.

But from that day on, he kept on standing at the music room's door, watching the boy playing on the piano, getting caught several times. And each times he got caught, Yoshida just laughed while running his fingers through his locks, and invited Kisa to listen to the same melodic music again.

As a loud truck passed by, its sound dragged Kisa back, and he caught himself still standing on the sidewalk, looking straight at Yukina and the girl. She seemed to not notice anything, but Yukina did. Yukina was staring back at Kisa.

The black-haired man then turned around quickly, and was about to go home, when he heard someone was running after him.

"Kisa-san!"

He acted like he hadn't heard anything, just went ahead, head turned down.

"Kisa-san, wait!"

Then Yukina grabbed his arm, and he turned around to face the gasping brunette. He felt his cheek heated up badly.

"W-What?"

As if the crowd just didn't see them, everyone passed by, and even though the sidewalk was filled with people, it felt like no one was around. As if the time stopped or slowed down. They were looking at each other, Kisa's cheek rosy, Yukina's face covered with his brown locks.

"I can tell you got jealous just by looking at your face."

"No, you see something totally wrong, I'm not–"

"Are you trying to lie to yourself? We both know you are!"

Kisa tried to pull his arm away, but Yukina's grab was too strong, "Let go of me, Yukina!"

As if he hadn't heard Kisa, he kept on holding the elder's arm with a serious expression on his face. Some people glanced at them, but then they quickly walked away, pretending they hadn't seen anything.

"I said let go of me! Now!" Kisa yelled, still trying to pull his arm away, but Yukina just pulled him closer, looking deep into his eyes.

"Why don't you talk to me?" he asked.

"What should I talk about?"

"About your feelings, Kisa-san," Yukina furrowed his eyebrows, suddenly looking incredibly angry. "That's what you should talk about!"

"Y-You know nothing!"

"I think I know everything."

Yukina then let go of his arm, and Kisa took a step back. Swallowing, he looked at Yukina.

"I'm… I'm just not ready to say it out loud," the man then whispered. He kept on staring down, face deep red, legs shaking.

"I see."

Yukina licked his bottom lip, then glanced at Kisa, and Kisa glanced at him at the same time. He felt his heart was about to explode in his chest.

"But I think that's okay," Yukina said, smiling gently. "Even though you can't say it, you still feel it, and that's enough for now."

After exchanging phone numbers, both of them headed home. Kisa was way too nervous and tired to stand more. He hadn't expected anything like that would happen. He didn't even want to froze there and stare at them, and didn't want to realise that he was in love either. But yet there he was, heart racing, face still heated up, and all he wanted to do was to sink.

This day was too much for me…

With a heavy sigh that escaped his mouth, he dropped his coat and scarf on the bed, sitting on the edge of it.

How could I be that obvious?

He buried his face into the pillow, and without showering or changing clothes, he fell asleep immediately. It seemed like the whole day just exhausted him. Everything happened at once, and he just couldn't bear with more.

"You seem to like this song," Kisa chuckled.

He was sitting in a chair besides a faded-faced brunette that was playing on the piano, repeating the same song over and over again, and none of them seemed to get bored of it yet.

"I can play else, but you know…" the brunette scratched the back of his head, "I was playing this one when we first met, and it always reminds me of you."

Kisa blushed, and had to turn away for a moment. Then he turned back, and stared at the brunette again. His long fingers were dancing on the keys of the piano, creating a whole new universe for just the two of them with the music.

"You know, Kisa-san, even though I knew you as my teacher before, I only met you truly, when you found me playing this song."

Kisa's heart skipped a beat as he blinked, and now, instead of the faded face, he saw Yukina's charming smile. The sun made his brow hair glow as he turned towards Kisa and threw a huge smile.

"Y-Yukina…?"

"I'm here to make you forget."

After saying this, he faded away, and so did the melodic music he was playing. Warm wind blew into Kisa's face as he was staring at that place where Yukina was just a second ago.

Kisa woke up with sweat drops on his face. It took a few seconds until he realised that he was in his bedroom and not in his dream anymore.

"Why…?" he whispered as he lied back, feeling a slight pain in his chest.

Mind if I come over today? I need to ask a few questions.

Yukina

Reading this in the morning made Kisa reply the opposite way he wanted to. Instead of saying something like 'I'm busy', or 'No, I don't really have time today', he replied an okay.

So, when the afternoon came, Yukina chimed in. Kisa didn't really want to see him, but there was no turning back. He opened the door just to see the shining smile of the brunette.

"For a moment I thought I came to the wrong place," he laughed as he entered.

Kisa didn't say anything, just closed the door, then sat down on the couch with Yukina, handing him a glass of juice.

"So…" Kisa started, sitting back on the couch. "About those questions…"

"Yeah. You know, Kisa-san, I've been thinking a lot, and there are a few unanswered questions I have to ask."

"Right, go ahead."

Yukina drew a deep breath, then put the glass on the table, looking at Kisa.

"First of all… Why did you quit?"

"You mean my job at the college?" Kisa glanced at Yukina with rosy cheek. "That's… umm…"

"Could it be, that you quit because of what happened between us?"

Clever! He just knows it.

"Yeah, that's exactly the reason," Kisa sighed, pretending to be calm, but inside, he wanted to run away. "I'm an adult, and I've done things I never should have to. And I had to take responsibility."

"Huh?" Yukina turned towards him, frowning. "No one would have ever known about us!" he yelled.

"Do you know what it means to feel compunction? Maybe they would never know, but I know what I did to my student!"

"We both wanted to do that anyway!"

These words got him. He narrowed his eyes, then buried his face into his palms. Did he really want it? He didn't know anymore.

What did I want? And what do I want now? What have I done? And what am I doing now?

"We… we both wanted this, or else, we wouldn't have done this. Am I right, Kisa-san?"

"I don't know," Kisa whispered, sighing.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Yukina asked with disappointment in his voice. "How can you do something you don't wanna do?"

Kisa lifted up his head, looking at the brunette, but no words came out of his mouth. His mind went blank.

"Do you love me?"

Kisa's face turned deep red, his heart started to race real fast.

I think I do. No… I definitely do.

"Kisa-san, do you love me?"

Don't ask this when the answer is obvious.

"Because I do. I love you. I can't just forget that night."

Kisa couldn't breathe right, at least he felt so. His eyes were filled with warm tears, and he didn't really know why. He just wanted to cry.

Yukina leaned closer, and pulled him to his chest, squeezing his fragile, thin body to his. Kisa, taking a deep breath, could smell the scent of his cologne.

"I love you. I tell you as often as you just need to hear it."

"Yukina…" Kisa whispered.

The brunette then lifted his head up, gently touching his chin with his fingers, their lips met. Yukina kissed him slowly and passionately, and Kisa kissed back. Those little kisses on the lips made him crazy.

"Kisa-san… Shall we do it?"

Kisa looked up at him. "Yeah."

Why am I doing this?

Because I love him. Right?

It was so pleasing and comfortable to listen to his calm breathe as his chest moved up and then down with his hand on it. He felt calm.

"Kisa-san…"

"Yeah?"

"I want to ask one more thing."

Kisa sat up, glancing at the brunette. He was lying with one eye open.

"Then go ahead."

Yukina chuckled a little before began to talk, "Can you tell me about that Yoshida?"

Kisa frowned and tilted his head to the side. Why does Yukina want to hear about Yoshida? As he scratched his head, he drew a deep breath.

"What is this all of a sudden?"

"Nothing much," the brunette sat up. "Remember when we first met? You thought I was him. I wonder why."

Kisa blushed a little and felt a little pain in his chest, but then looked into Yukina's eyes.

"That was my mistake. Sorry. I confused you with him," he answered. "But fine. I'll tell you about him. Yoshida kind of has the same personality as you."

"So he's cool just like me?"

"Egoist…"

Yukina burst out laughing, but then stopped with a serious cough.

"Yeah. He was just as cool as you are. But he was that quiet type of a guy. And he loved playing on a piano. He himself had one."

"So, the piano was one of the reasons you thought I was him, right?" Yukina asked.

"Probably, yes. And because at first, you looked exactly like him. Your whole appearance is just like him."

He saw Yukina's expression changed from interested and curious to a little sad when Kisa let out a long, heavy sigh. This sigh sounded like a 'hopelessly-in-love' one.

"I see…"

"But I guess I'm over him. More or less." A fake laugh escaped from his mouth.

"Then I'll make you fully get over him," Yukina lied back into the bed, pulling the blanket on him.

"Eh?" Kisa's eyes grew wider, his face heated up. It sounded like the things he said in his dream.

"I'll make you only think about me."

Yukina rolled on the bed to the side, looking at Kisa. The black-haired man turned away. He felt a little embarrassed. Then he felt Yukina's fingers wandering on his back up to the back of his head. The brunette then moved closer, so his fingers could wander to Kisa's chin.

"Turn to me, Kisa-san."

Kisa stayed quiet as a refuse to do the thing Yukina asked him.

"Look at me so I can look back at your face."

Since Kisa didn't move, Yukina made him turn around. His face was deep red, and his heart raced crazily. Yukina pulled him closer, and squeezed him to his naked chest. Kisa could hear the brunette's heartbeat; it was as fast as his own.

Then Yukina gently lifted his head up, and after looking into each other's eyes for a moment, the brunette kissed him.

Warm tears started to roll down on his cheek. He found it. He finally found a little happiness.

A\N:

New chapter, yay! :D I'm so sorry for the wait, but it seems I'll have a busy summer. But I'll update as soon as I just can! I hope you like this chapter, and thank you for all the reviews, favs and follows. ^^