Troublemaker [3/5]
Title : Troublemaker
Genre : Romance/Fluff
Rating : PG13 - 15
Pairing : Misu/Shingyouji
Disclaimer : I can only dream of owning Takumi-kun and its characters. But the plot is mine! xD
Summary : .Shingyouji had always been easily worried. How could someone as gorgeous as Arata-san actually choose him? Misu's always been confident that Shingyouji would remain by his side. That is, until someone else pops up.
Notes: Forgot to mention! this fic actually came about because i was a lil miffed at the ending of PURE, that Misu never actually said 'i love you' to Shingyouji, even after he has said it sooo many times.
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To be honest, Shingyouji really hated coming back to the empty apartment. Sure, sometimes Misu would be working late, or he'd be the one back early, so it shouldn't be something new. But the thing was, this time he knew very well who Arata-san was out with, and that nagging feeling at the back of his mind just wouldn't seem to leave him. Even as he went through all his nightly machinations, Shingyouji couldn't stop worrying. Would Arata-san realize that Sagara-sempai has been the better choice all along? That Sagara-sempai had more intellect, and overall less clingy and annoying as Shingyouji was so sure he was.
Finally having enough of tossing and turning around in his bed unable to fall asleep, he tossed the covers back and sighed, glancing at the clock. 2.11AM. So 'early'. But if he wasn't about to fall asleep, he might as well do something productive. Speaking of which, he had a project to hand in next week.
Making up his mind, the younger male changed in to a pair of jeans and shirt, pulling on his jacket before he started walking down towards his university, reaching a scant ten minutes later with the peaceful night walk, to head immediately towards the library. His university was probably one of the few who opened its library up every night, but then again being filled with medical and science students, it probably had no choice. Grabbing the nearest table as he yanked his books out, Shingyouji almost jumped when he felt a hand touch his shoulder.
"Ah! Kanata-san, what are you doing here so late at night?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you the same question, Shingyouji-san? Didn't you have something to attend?"
"Ah… It-It ended early, and I couldn't sleep." Shingyouji replied sheepishly, biting his lip before asking, "How was work?"
"Easy! Yamano-san came in after you left, and he taught me everything else."
"S-sorry for leaving so abruptly."
"Its okay! You were late, I understand."
Awkwardly shuffling his notes as he tried to avoid Kanata's more than jovial smile, Shingyouji offered a shy one of his own before turning back to his pile of books. But Kanata didn't seem to get the point. Pointedly leaning against the edge of the wooden table, he leaned over in interest. "Ne, Shingyouji-san. Are you starting on the project already?"
"H-hai! I'm afraid I won't have the time to finish it by next week." He replied, before the male finally realized that his question wasn't really answered. Why would someone be doing here at 2AM in the morning anyway? Other than him and his silly problems, that is.
"I live just next door, on university campus ground lodgings actually. But I couldn't sleep, so I decided to come explore the campus."
"At night?" he questioned, incredulously. Hell, Shingyouji wasn't afraid or embarrassed to admit that campus grounds freaked him out at night. As it is, he didn't really enjoy horror nor thriller movies already. They crept the heck out of him.
Kanata on the other hand, seemed perfectly at ease. Giving an enthusiastic nod, he switched his interested eyes on Shingyouji. "Do you want to join me, Shingyouji-san? I actually got bored at the cadaver room, and decided to come see the library when I met you."
"Cadaver room?" the other male echoed, completely frightened now. In bright daylight, he avoided the cadaver room. He wasn't about to go and seek it out now in the dead of the night.
"Yeah! It'll be fun, come on!" Kanata exclaimed, yanking him out of his seat before he could protest. Shingyouji only had time to grab his phone and his bag, before Kanata started sending the two went running down the hallway.
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Sliding the key in to the lock, Misu frowned when he entered the apartment and realized that none of the electrical appliances were on. He knew his Shingyouji, the younger male never slept without the heater on during winter days, and the night was freezing cold. Suspicions grew, and confirmed when he flicked on the light a couple of seconds later. Sure enough, their bed looked slept in, yet Shingyouji was nowhere to be found. Just where was the boy?
Glancing at the clock, his frown grew even deeper when he realized the digital numbers showed a three and a seventeen. It was late. Unless it was crunch time in university, Shingyouji never stayed out this late, and the semester just started so he can't have any pressing matters to attend to.
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Shrugging off his jacket and beginning to unbutton the dress shirt he had worn, Misu quickly pressed the speed dial on his cell phone.
"A-ano, Kanata-san… Is this really a good idea?"
Shingyouji was now crouched behind Kanata's figure, as the other male excitedly roamed the basement of the science building. Unlike Shingyouji's more intimidated, scared figure, Kanata seemed to be the embodiment of excitement and thrill. Apparently, Kanata seemed to be the opposite of Shingyouji when it came to matters like these, actively seeking out trouble.
"Daijoubu! Really! See, there's no one there!"
Just as Kanata said that, he swung open the door to the examination room where all the figures and models of bones and human organs were. Not one to actively explore however, Shingyouji didn't even know the existence of this room. So when the sudden presentation of it coupled with the eerie shadows tossed around by insufficient light, frightened the wits out of him when he clapped his eyes on the figure of a skeleton, and before Kanata could respond, Shingyouji had fled down the halls in fear. The other male however, could just blink in surprise.
But Shingyouji was way too scared to care by then; his feet took him speedily up to the first floor and out in to the cool night air, before the buzzing of his cell phone in his pocket finally stopped his running. Leaning on his knees to catch his breath for a while, Shingyouji finally flicked his cell to answer the call, still panting.
"Shingyouji, wh- What's the matter? Where are you?"
He recognized the voice immediately, the tone that was unmistakably Misu's as it admonished him over the phone. Honestly, on other days he would've been thrilled that he detected the worried tone in his lover's voice. But now with his exhaustion plus his uncertainty about everything surrounding the two of them now, Shingyouji could only muster up enough strength to reply with "N-nothing. Really. Are you home already?"
"… Yeah. Where are you?"
"I'm coming back now. I had to stop by my university to get some materials for a project due next week."
"Okay." It was all Misu replied before he hung up. Again, disappointment flooded his heart. It's always been like that, could you really fault Shingyouji for letting all those doubts surface in his heart? Sighing before stuffing the device back in his jeans pocket, the younger male ran a hand through his damp hair, before trudging the way back home.
Ten minutes later, Shingyouji gingerly pushed open the door to their shared apartment, and found himself pleasantly surprised when he found Misu sitting up in their bed waiting for him, a magazine propped open on his knees. The elder male looked up when the click to the door alerted him, and a frown creased his forehead when his eyes took in the figure of his younger lover. Why was he looking so ruffled? And was that sweat he saw? Had Shingyouji been running?
"A-Arata-san. How was your evening?"
It felt awkward, this conversation, as Shingyouji put away his shoes and placed his bag on the side table. Even Misu could feel it, but for the life of him he couldn't put his finger on why. Was it Sagara-sempai? But he already had chosen Shingyouji over Sagara that Tanabata festival, so many years ago. He really didn't see why Shingyouji would have any need to feel worried over that. Did something happen in university then? Misu wanted to ask, yet it felt so wrong. Misu Arata was never one to show any concern, that was just who he is. Throughout the three years, he's never once been the one to show any sort of affection outside of the bedroom when it came down to it… but Shingyouji knew right?
"It was fine. I haven't seen Sagara-sempai in many years, so we had plenty to talk about."
"…I see. I… I'll go take a bath now." Shingyouji murmured quietly, shuffling off towards the bathroom. Misu frowned as he heard the water from the shower started running. There was definitely something his lover wasn't telling him just yet. But how was he to phrase the question? After years of putting on the I-Don't-Care façade, Misu found it increasingly difficult to take interest in Shingyouji's life.
Finally giving up, he replaced his magazine on the side table and turned the lamp on his side off. Minutes later, he could feel the bed sink as his boyfriend joined him on the other side of bed. And naturally, Misu turned to the only form of affection he's ever had any practice with.
Rolling over to get nearer, he slipped an arm around what he expected and knew to be the naked torso, before bringing his lips to press first a gentle kiss against the nape of Shingyouji's neck, and then moving up to nuzzle on the other's neck, occasionally pressing caress-like kisses on his bare skin. The younger male had always responded favorably to his advances, Misu knew that. He loved it when he had his boyfriend a quivering mass below him, when he knew he had Shingyouji surrendering completely in his hands.
So imagine his surprise when he felt the other's hands pushed him away, before Shingyouji himself shifted further away. Misu could only blink, staring in surprise as Shingyouji murmured "Not tonight, Arata-san. I'm tired. I have an early class tomorrow. Gomen." In that flat, dull tone too. Shingyouji never said no to him. Never. Was this what it felt like to feel like your whole world might be changing on its axis? Because Misu feared that if whatever was happening was enough to make Shingyouji deny him, then it might very well be.
Genre : Romance/Fluff
Rating : PG13 - 15
Pairing : Misu/Shingyouji
Disclaimer : I can only dream of owning Takumi-kun and its characters. But the plot is mine! xD
Summary : .Shingyouji had always been easily worried. How could someone as gorgeous as Arata-san actually choose him? Misu's always been confident that Shingyouji would remain by his side. That is, until someone else pops up.
Notes: Forgot to mention! this fic actually came about because i was a lil miffed at the ending of PURE, that Misu never actually said 'i love you' to Shingyouji, even after he has said it sooo many times.
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To be honest, Shingyouji really hated coming back to the empty apartment. Sure, sometimes Misu would be working late, or he'd be the one back early, so it shouldn't be something new. But the thing was, this time he knew very well who Arata-san was out with, and that nagging feeling at the back of his mind just wouldn't seem to leave him. Even as he went through all his nightly machinations, Shingyouji couldn't stop worrying. Would Arata-san realize that Sagara-sempai has been the better choice all along? That Sagara-sempai had more intellect, and overall less clingy and annoying as Shingyouji was so sure he was.
Finally having enough of tossing and turning around in his bed unable to fall asleep, he tossed the covers back and sighed, glancing at the clock. 2.11AM. So 'early'. But if he wasn't about to fall asleep, he might as well do something productive. Speaking of which, he had a project to hand in next week.
Making up his mind, the younger male changed in to a pair of jeans and shirt, pulling on his jacket before he started walking down towards his university, reaching a scant ten minutes later with the peaceful night walk, to head immediately towards the library. His university was probably one of the few who opened its library up every night, but then again being filled with medical and science students, it probably had no choice. Grabbing the nearest table as he yanked his books out, Shingyouji almost jumped when he felt a hand touch his shoulder.
"Ah! Kanata-san, what are you doing here so late at night?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you the same question, Shingyouji-san? Didn't you have something to attend?"
"Ah… It-It ended early, and I couldn't sleep." Shingyouji replied sheepishly, biting his lip before asking, "How was work?"
"Easy! Yamano-san came in after you left, and he taught me everything else."
"S-sorry for leaving so abruptly."
"Its okay! You were late, I understand."
Awkwardly shuffling his notes as he tried to avoid Kanata's more than jovial smile, Shingyouji offered a shy one of his own before turning back to his pile of books. But Kanata didn't seem to get the point. Pointedly leaning against the edge of the wooden table, he leaned over in interest. "Ne, Shingyouji-san. Are you starting on the project already?"
"H-hai! I'm afraid I won't have the time to finish it by next week." He replied, before the male finally realized that his question wasn't really answered. Why would someone be doing here at 2AM in the morning anyway? Other than him and his silly problems, that is.
"I live just next door, on university campus ground lodgings actually. But I couldn't sleep, so I decided to come explore the campus."
"At night?" he questioned, incredulously. Hell, Shingyouji wasn't afraid or embarrassed to admit that campus grounds freaked him out at night. As it is, he didn't really enjoy horror nor thriller movies already. They crept the heck out of him.
Kanata on the other hand, seemed perfectly at ease. Giving an enthusiastic nod, he switched his interested eyes on Shingyouji. "Do you want to join me, Shingyouji-san? I actually got bored at the cadaver room, and decided to come see the library when I met you."
"Cadaver room?" the other male echoed, completely frightened now. In bright daylight, he avoided the cadaver room. He wasn't about to go and seek it out now in the dead of the night.
"Yeah! It'll be fun, come on!" Kanata exclaimed, yanking him out of his seat before he could protest. Shingyouji only had time to grab his phone and his bag, before Kanata started sending the two went running down the hallway.
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Sliding the key in to the lock, Misu frowned when he entered the apartment and realized that none of the electrical appliances were on. He knew his Shingyouji, the younger male never slept without the heater on during winter days, and the night was freezing cold. Suspicions grew, and confirmed when he flicked on the light a couple of seconds later. Sure enough, their bed looked slept in, yet Shingyouji was nowhere to be found. Just where was the boy?
Glancing at the clock, his frown grew even deeper when he realized the digital numbers showed a three and a seventeen. It was late. Unless it was crunch time in university, Shingyouji never stayed out this late, and the semester just started so he can't have any pressing matters to attend to.
---
Shrugging off his jacket and beginning to unbutton the dress shirt he had worn, Misu quickly pressed the speed dial on his cell phone.
"A-ano, Kanata-san… Is this really a good idea?"
Shingyouji was now crouched behind Kanata's figure, as the other male excitedly roamed the basement of the science building. Unlike Shingyouji's more intimidated, scared figure, Kanata seemed to be the embodiment of excitement and thrill. Apparently, Kanata seemed to be the opposite of Shingyouji when it came to matters like these, actively seeking out trouble.
"Daijoubu! Really! See, there's no one there!"
Just as Kanata said that, he swung open the door to the examination room where all the figures and models of bones and human organs were. Not one to actively explore however, Shingyouji didn't even know the existence of this room. So when the sudden presentation of it coupled with the eerie shadows tossed around by insufficient light, frightened the wits out of him when he clapped his eyes on the figure of a skeleton, and before Kanata could respond, Shingyouji had fled down the halls in fear. The other male however, could just blink in surprise.
But Shingyouji was way too scared to care by then; his feet took him speedily up to the first floor and out in to the cool night air, before the buzzing of his cell phone in his pocket finally stopped his running. Leaning on his knees to catch his breath for a while, Shingyouji finally flicked his cell to answer the call, still panting.
"Shingyouji, wh- What's the matter? Where are you?"
He recognized the voice immediately, the tone that was unmistakably Misu's as it admonished him over the phone. Honestly, on other days he would've been thrilled that he detected the worried tone in his lover's voice. But now with his exhaustion plus his uncertainty about everything surrounding the two of them now, Shingyouji could only muster up enough strength to reply with "N-nothing. Really. Are you home already?"
"… Yeah. Where are you?"
"I'm coming back now. I had to stop by my university to get some materials for a project due next week."
"Okay." It was all Misu replied before he hung up. Again, disappointment flooded his heart. It's always been like that, could you really fault Shingyouji for letting all those doubts surface in his heart? Sighing before stuffing the device back in his jeans pocket, the younger male ran a hand through his damp hair, before trudging the way back home.
Ten minutes later, Shingyouji gingerly pushed open the door to their shared apartment, and found himself pleasantly surprised when he found Misu sitting up in their bed waiting for him, a magazine propped open on his knees. The elder male looked up when the click to the door alerted him, and a frown creased his forehead when his eyes took in the figure of his younger lover. Why was he looking so ruffled? And was that sweat he saw? Had Shingyouji been running?
"A-Arata-san. How was your evening?"
It felt awkward, this conversation, as Shingyouji put away his shoes and placed his bag on the side table. Even Misu could feel it, but for the life of him he couldn't put his finger on why. Was it Sagara-sempai? But he already had chosen Shingyouji over Sagara that Tanabata festival, so many years ago. He really didn't see why Shingyouji would have any need to feel worried over that. Did something happen in university then? Misu wanted to ask, yet it felt so wrong. Misu Arata was never one to show any concern, that was just who he is. Throughout the three years, he's never once been the one to show any sort of affection outside of the bedroom when it came down to it… but Shingyouji knew right?
"It was fine. I haven't seen Sagara-sempai in many years, so we had plenty to talk about."
"…I see. I… I'll go take a bath now." Shingyouji murmured quietly, shuffling off towards the bathroom. Misu frowned as he heard the water from the shower started running. There was definitely something his lover wasn't telling him just yet. But how was he to phrase the question? After years of putting on the I-Don't-Care façade, Misu found it increasingly difficult to take interest in Shingyouji's life.
Finally giving up, he replaced his magazine on the side table and turned the lamp on his side off. Minutes later, he could feel the bed sink as his boyfriend joined him on the other side of bed. And naturally, Misu turned to the only form of affection he's ever had any practice with.
Rolling over to get nearer, he slipped an arm around what he expected and knew to be the naked torso, before bringing his lips to press first a gentle kiss against the nape of Shingyouji's neck, and then moving up to nuzzle on the other's neck, occasionally pressing caress-like kisses on his bare skin. The younger male had always responded favorably to his advances, Misu knew that. He loved it when he had his boyfriend a quivering mass below him, when he knew he had Shingyouji surrendering completely in his hands.
So imagine his surprise when he felt the other's hands pushed him away, before Shingyouji himself shifted further away. Misu could only blink, staring in surprise as Shingyouji murmured "Not tonight, Arata-san. I'm tired. I have an early class tomorrow. Gomen." In that flat, dull tone too. Shingyouji never said no to him. Never. Was this what it felt like to feel like your whole world might be changing on its axis? Because Misu feared that if whatever was happening was enough to make Shingyouji deny him, then it might very well be.