Blind Date - ShouxHiroto, ToraxSaga (onesided) - Ch5/??
Title: Blind Date
Chapters: 5/??
Author: fallen_am_i
Genre: Romance, comedy, slice of life, AU
Warnings: Boylove, silliness, scenes of sexual intercourse, but that will come later, language
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Pairing: ShouxHiroto, ToraxSaga (onesided)
Synopsis: Love is blind, really blind, even on blind dates. Some times it is so blind, that you might have fallen for someone who is not whom you think to be...
Disclaimer: I own the story only...
Coments: A big thank you to xme_chanx for beta reading :3
Chapter 5:
Hiroto called. Really called, startling Shou as he listened carefully about the time and place of their meeting. It was the boy's turn to choose, so it would be a movie night. The honey-blond couldn't believe it and he was still in denial as he stepped in for a shower that Friday, wearing later his most presentable clothes and walking down the main street, towards the mall. His mind kept repeating that he was Tora and no Shou, that he was blunt and not a hopeless romantic. That he should look cool, impressing the blond boy with his his charms and not sweet or cute like any puppy would be. He really hated to act or talk like Tora and it was not his friend's fault. The fact that he couldn't be himself was driving him mad but again, all that story was his doing.
So, what would Tora do in his shoes? Well, at first he would delay at the meeting, partly because he loved leaving his dates craving for him and partly because he would always take his time in reaching his idea of perfection. Then he would prefer a bar over a cinema but he would follow Hiroto anyway, hoping that they would see some action movie, or else, he would try to be discrete in case he felt sleepy. He would openly flirt the guy and the insinuations would be way more than his actual words, trying to place small touches strategically through the whole night. Of course there would be a kiss this time -Tora would never accept a successful date without at least one kiss- and a sneaky invitation to his house, where things would lead to much more. A personality that's not that easy but not that complex either, something that in a small range of mistakes someone could follow.
Someone but Shou.
Shou arrived even earlier than their actual dating time, checking every now and then the minutes that passed without seeing Hiroto walking towards him. He was a true gentleman as he followed the blond around, listening carefully about the plan for the night. He loved cinema and even more the movie they saw, as he gladly discovered that it was not another silly blockbuster but an old movie instead, a gem lost as the years were piling up upon it. And as of flirt Shou was typical and kind, afraid of the chance to sound rude or offending to the other, so there surely wouldn't be any kind of touch either. Not only that, he even blushed brightly as his fingers brushed accidentally Hiroto;s ones, his voice rising up a tone as he struggled to look casual. Maybe he was carrying on the name, but surely not the grace of it. That was a really lame imitation of the man he should be and of course he knew it. He sighed at his thoughts in confusion, looking sideways at Hiroto. They were taking a small walk as a closure for their night and though everything seemed to flow nicely, the shorter man was remaining silent. Silent and thoughtful, and that worried Shou quite a bit.
“I never thought that I would bore you that much...” he chuckled, trying not to show any trail of stress in his voice.
“Oh...” Hiroto jumped slightly in place as he was brought back to reality. “I am not bored...” He looked sideways at the taller man, his eyes betraying hesitation. “I'm just... thinking... that's all...”
“Right...” Shou sighed, feeling his lack of patience ready to break him down. A few more seconds passed and he was at his limits, stressed like never before as he paused in front of his date. “Look...” he started in a hitching breath, “There's nothing wrong with a failed date, just be forward please... You can leave whenever you want and we won't see each other again... Just don't make it that uncomfortable...”
“What?” Shou was startled at the surprise he could discern all over Hiroto's features as the latter looked up at him. “That's what you concluded? That I didn't like it just because I don't talk?”
“Well...” Shou failed in no success, trying to express his emotions without his body's cooperation. “You are behaving strange... Even though you looked fine the whole time, now you are not... I just wanted to tell you that you don't have to worry if you don't wish for us to meet again...”
Hiroto snorted, his brows frowning slightly. “After all those mails you should know a thing or two about me, Tora...” He huffed, rubbing his eyes in tire. “It was perfect, okay?” he sighed, reaching his pockets for a cigarette. “I had fun and I enjoyed it, every single moment of it! In fact, it was one of the best dates I've ever had! But...”
Yeah, there was always a but, and that one was surely giving the bleached-blond boy a hard time. “I was testing your every move! I loved your reactions, the fact that you enjoyed the movie, your choice in european cuisine on our previous date! You are much more interesting than you seemed at that site and that is scary!” he leaned closer, eyes scanning him suspiciously. “You are definitely hiding something from me!”
Hiroto knew that everyone has small secrets or bigger ones, even he himself had, and that he should respect someone's privacy but he just couldn't calm down! His guts were warning him every time he was warming up to Shou's kind figure, a voice inside him was screaming loudly! And then there was also another instinct, not as loud but still bold, a feeling that he should get close to that man, giving him a chance... That maybe it was all fate's work...
“Uhm...” Hiroto gulped, getting more cautious as his eyes scanned the other carefully. “Shouldn't you be more... serious about it?” He took a large drag of his smoke.
Shou tilted his head, not really understanding what was wrong. He was trapped in those words of confession, trying to process them all as fast as he could. But there was a phrase stuck in him, making his mind numb. Of course worry was something natural towards a new person in someone's life and he was more than happy that Hiroto actually liked him, but... Gosh, he was more interesting than Tora! That was an absolute win and unfortunately he couldn't brag about it. But still, a stupid smile was plastered all over his face and it was sure that the muscles of his face would hurt later.
“I'm sorry...” He let his features relax a bit, so that he wouldn't stress the shorter man more. “It's just that... I like you quite a lot and I am glad that you return my feelings...”
His wide brown eyes grew sadder as his mind was fully back to reality again. It was the moment of truth and Shou was not ready to talk. Hiroto had asked him something simple, something that could take away every doubt between them with the right words. And that was the problem. What if Hiroto thought of him as a lunatic and jerk? And to Tora's eyes he would definitely look like one. No. telling the truth right then would only ruin everything before an actual start. He should do something else for the time being.
“Look...” he moved closer to the bleached-blond guy, eyes gleaming desperately with hope. “I might have a secret, but I can promise you that I am really single and not a serial killer, alright?” A weak chuckle echoed from his lips in an attempt to break the ice between them. “I promise you to talk about it soon enough, okay? I just need some time fist...”
Some time to see if this was worth all that crazy theater. Some time for his mind to function right and relax, finding the guts to put everything back in place. That was all he wanted and he already knew it was too much. That's why he was not surprised as Hiroto remained silent, brushing the remains of his cigarette off.
“It's fine...” Shou moved back, unable to just stand and wait for much more. “Forget what I said and I-”
There couldn't be any greater surprise than that one. Because the honey-blond could wait for anything else, a curse, ignorance, a cold glare, even a slap, except this. A kiss. It was completely out of the blue and Shou made sure to accept it gracefully bringing slowly Hiroto close to him,engulfing his warmth in a loose embrace. It was a soft, tender kiss, like those schoolkids give to each other, care wrapped in a cute cover of shyness. So romantic, hidden mutual feelings that were finally able to be expressed. Hiroto moved closer, his lips parting for a deeper kiss as his senses were working fervently in order to feel. To smell Shou's unique scent, taste the sweetness of his gentle kisses and touch the smooth skin and velvety hair. An affection that soon came to an end as the oxygen grew short in their lungs, leaving them gasping as they parted, with huge smiles painted over their faces.
It was amazing and more than just that. Right or not, mature or not, right when they stared at each other's eyes Shou knew that nothing was happening by chance and only.
“You've got the time you wanted...” Hiroto spoke in a bare whisper, afraid to ruin the magic of the moment. “Just don,t make me regret it, okay?”
And Shou nodded, hopping inwardly that he would be able to fulfill the boy's request. Such a tricky task... He smiled, accepting one last kiss before Hiroto moved slowly away, leaving promises for a next date and perhaps more to follow, and maybe even the chance for a relationship to evolve.. Nothing was definite but time had a long way to go and fate had yet to paint the scenery for those two. No body could know what was going to happen next but at least Shou was willing to try. And play a little more fair from then on...
*****
That same night, somewhere else in town, there was another guy also taking a walk. It was a different kind of walk though, as there was not date, kisses and smiles. There was a pout plastered on well-shaped lips as the man's tall figure was standing still in front of the main door of a house, his hands tired from knocking without any reply. Hazel eyes were examining the windows carefully, widely open and with lights turned on.
“You could at least TRY to persuade me you are absent, dammit!” Tora huffed, though he could clearly discern Saga's intention behind all those actions. The brunet was not avoiding him, no. that was not the plan. Saga was openly rejecting him. Even if someone else paid a visit right then he would open his door casually, ignoring the dark-haired man completely. And of course, he would remain out of the house.
“Isn't it enough already?” he whined, giving a slight kick on the door. Of course Saga was aware of his presence from the first moment the other stepped on his yard, Tora could be sure about that much! “Saga!” he tried again, banging the door with his fist. “It's been three days now, shouldn't we stop this stupidity?”
No reply at all. Oh, he should have known after years in that friendship that Saga was really stuborn and tough as a nut. Though Tora still couldn't understand why his friend was that much irritated. He huffed, taking his phone out, a move he made countless times. His fingers formed blindly a well known number, calling again and again and again.
“Will you ever go home?” There was finally a reply, painting a slight and victorious grin all over Tora's face. “Go find someone to fuck and leave me alone, okay?”
“Will you ever forgive me for whatever I did?” Hazel eyes shone with hope. At least he knew that Saga was staring to get really tired of the whole situation, like he was. All he could hear was a long, high huff.
“I cannot forgive you for being born and mixed up in my life, sorry...”
A loud laugh escaped the dark-haired man's lips. That witty behavior was so unique and he kind of liked it, because it showed attention in a way. Or maybe Tora was a plain masochist, he didn't know...
“Okay, okay! You cannot forgive me for my mere existence, although that's just proof that you are jealous of me... “ He chuckled softly as a snort was heard from the other side of the line.
“Goodnight Tora...”
“Wait!” he rushed to answer, losing his cool demeanor in mere instants. “I have a suggestion to make...”
“You know you won't achieve anything, don't you?”
“Are you sure?” Tora leaned down, sliding something carefully inside the mail hole on Saga's door. He waited for an answer, taking back only slow and low breaths. “I know you are behind the door right now, like I am too, so just pick it up..” he chuckled, a little impatient.
All he could hear were ruffling noises from clothes, a huff, small thuds as Saga finally picked that something up, and a gasp. A small hitch of breath that the dark-haired man could clearly recognize.
“Surprised?” Tora chuckled, still nervous about what he was going to do. “I know you won't tell me what's wrong, but I also know that this hurt you...” His precious music CD. “So...” He felt sweat running down his neck, the words struggling to stay inside his mouth. “B-Break it, scratch it... Te-Tear it to...” he shivered at the cruel though, “pieces... It's all yours...”
Silence. Tora could swear that not even a breath could be heard from the line. Was Saga that moved from this weird proof of friendship?... Maybe Tora had finally made it, maybe the brunet would jump out and forgive him for whatever he had done. Or... Tora shivered at the next thought, instantly creeping out, because his best friend was definitely not that type of guy. He probably dropped the phone somewhere, so that he could torture Tora's poor treasure all he wanted.
“W-Wait a moment...”
The voice almost startled the dark-haired man. What should he be expecting for? Saga as a mystery and the running and stomping sounds from inside the house could only cause him worry. Soon enough an answer came for all of his wonders, as the door opened and revealed the brunet on the door-frame, holding Tora's dearest possession with one hand and a well sharpened knife on the other.
“Please do watch carefully...” he grinned, bringing the two items to touch.
“Stop being so cruel, Sagacchi!” the other whined, shutting his eyes closed and humming sloppy tones loudly, in order to prevent the noise of horror reaching his ears. Part of him wanted to give the man a strong punch, one that would leave him a purple mark for a long time. But there was also another part, one that was masochistically satisfied with the outcome, because Saga's appearance could only mean one thing. That everything was alas settled.
Long moments passed and Tora refused to open his eyes or stop singing whatever that was. He was afraid of what he would face and most of all Saga's expression. He furrowed his brows further as he imagined an evil smile, accompanied with two dark brown eyes, gleaming in victory. Not that he could expect something better... maybe something worse-
His trail of thoughts came to a sudden end as something thick and solid hit his head. His hazel eyes flinched, letting out a soft hiss of pain. Whatever that thing was, that bastard made sure to hit him with the corner of it.
“Stop sitting like an idiot and come in...” Tora was still blind behind his lids when a strong grip shoved him inside the house and on something soft and fluffy, Saga's sofa as far as he could guess. “I'm making coffee...”
Only then his eyes fluttered open, adjusting at the low light and looking around, trying to process his friend's behavior. Were they even? Did that fight belong to the past, or his lovely CD was sacrificed in vain?
His eyes fell on it, as it was then dropped on Saga's small coffee table, examining it terrified for any wounds. Apart from the already existing scratch there was nothing else. Tora gasped in shock as he was expecting a thrashed CD and a ripped off cover, but there was not even the lightest trace from the knife his friend was holding.
“What...” he sighed and held the object in his arms, looking at it blankly. There should be something more for sure...
“You should have known me better all those years...” The soft whisper on his ear made Tora almost jump on his feet. He gasped, turning to face his friend from really close, all blushing and wide eyes. Saga pushed him back bluntly, shoving a mug of coffee in his hands and a thin blanket on his shoulders. “Shut up and don,t get emotional, okay?”
Tora nodded, stretching his lips as much as he could to wear a huge grin, feeling light inside him. So, so extremely light and for reasons he couldn't really explain but well, friendship was all about that, right?...
“What's the schedule for the night then?” Tora asked, his dark hair shading his face nicely as he leaned lazily on the couch.
“Movie and drinks?” Saga tilted his head cutely, bringing popcorn and two cans of beer, right away from the fridge. And the dark-haired man could swear, Saga was the sweetest person on earth when he looked like that, with the heart-melting smile, though it was a really rare sight.
“What movie are we watching?” His tall figure leaned front, snatching a can and opening it fast, before he relaxed again on the sofa, noticing a huge smirk on Saga's lips as the latter walked close to him.
“Romance that you hate... And if you dare sleep I'll kick your ass...”
Of course. Tora sighed, rubbing his head tiredly. There was no way Saga would act cute for no reason! That was his true revenge! He huffed, stealing a sip from his can and watching as the brunet chose his tool of torture.
“Just be merciful and choose one with an actual plot, okay?”
Saga just grinned, and that could only mean bad plot and even worse actors dazing his mind for more than two hours, but in the end Saga seemed happy, even though in his own sadistic way. And that evening the dark-haired man would tolerate any kind of B and ridiculously corny movie in order to keep that pretty smile plastered on his best friend's lips...
t.b.c.
A/N: I am here, a little delayed but not so much fortunately... :) So, we see more of Saga's and Tora's relationship here, along with how Shou and Hiroto are doing... :) I hope you enjoy this story as much as I am... Also, I opened a new account on AO3, where i post my works from here (not the things i have on hiatus, meaning aliens and BITD, they'll be posted when i'll start posting new chapters on them :3) and future work from a new fandom that started invading my mind xD
Comments are always apreciated :)
Chapters: 5/??
Author: fallen_am_i
Genre: Romance, comedy, slice of life, AU
Warnings: Boylove, silliness, scenes of sexual intercourse, but that will come later, language
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Pairing: ShouxHiroto, ToraxSaga (onesided)
Synopsis: Love is blind, really blind, even on blind dates. Some times it is so blind, that you might have fallen for someone who is not whom you think to be...
Disclaimer: I own the story only...
Coments: A big thank you to xme_chanx for beta reading :3
Chapter 5:
Hiroto called. Really called, startling Shou as he listened carefully about the time and place of their meeting. It was the boy's turn to choose, so it would be a movie night. The honey-blond couldn't believe it and he was still in denial as he stepped in for a shower that Friday, wearing later his most presentable clothes and walking down the main street, towards the mall. His mind kept repeating that he was Tora and no Shou, that he was blunt and not a hopeless romantic. That he should look cool, impressing the blond boy with his his charms and not sweet or cute like any puppy would be. He really hated to act or talk like Tora and it was not his friend's fault. The fact that he couldn't be himself was driving him mad but again, all that story was his doing.
So, what would Tora do in his shoes? Well, at first he would delay at the meeting, partly because he loved leaving his dates craving for him and partly because he would always take his time in reaching his idea of perfection. Then he would prefer a bar over a cinema but he would follow Hiroto anyway, hoping that they would see some action movie, or else, he would try to be discrete in case he felt sleepy. He would openly flirt the guy and the insinuations would be way more than his actual words, trying to place small touches strategically through the whole night. Of course there would be a kiss this time -Tora would never accept a successful date without at least one kiss- and a sneaky invitation to his house, where things would lead to much more. A personality that's not that easy but not that complex either, something that in a small range of mistakes someone could follow.
Someone but Shou.
Shou arrived even earlier than their actual dating time, checking every now and then the minutes that passed without seeing Hiroto walking towards him. He was a true gentleman as he followed the blond around, listening carefully about the plan for the night. He loved cinema and even more the movie they saw, as he gladly discovered that it was not another silly blockbuster but an old movie instead, a gem lost as the years were piling up upon it. And as of flirt Shou was typical and kind, afraid of the chance to sound rude or offending to the other, so there surely wouldn't be any kind of touch either. Not only that, he even blushed brightly as his fingers brushed accidentally Hiroto;s ones, his voice rising up a tone as he struggled to look casual. Maybe he was carrying on the name, but surely not the grace of it. That was a really lame imitation of the man he should be and of course he knew it. He sighed at his thoughts in confusion, looking sideways at Hiroto. They were taking a small walk as a closure for their night and though everything seemed to flow nicely, the shorter man was remaining silent. Silent and thoughtful, and that worried Shou quite a bit.
“I never thought that I would bore you that much...” he chuckled, trying not to show any trail of stress in his voice.
“Oh...” Hiroto jumped slightly in place as he was brought back to reality. “I am not bored...” He looked sideways at the taller man, his eyes betraying hesitation. “I'm just... thinking... that's all...”
“Right...” Shou sighed, feeling his lack of patience ready to break him down. A few more seconds passed and he was at his limits, stressed like never before as he paused in front of his date. “Look...” he started in a hitching breath, “There's nothing wrong with a failed date, just be forward please... You can leave whenever you want and we won't see each other again... Just don't make it that uncomfortable...”
“What?” Shou was startled at the surprise he could discern all over Hiroto's features as the latter looked up at him. “That's what you concluded? That I didn't like it just because I don't talk?”
“Well...” Shou failed in no success, trying to express his emotions without his body's cooperation. “You are behaving strange... Even though you looked fine the whole time, now you are not... I just wanted to tell you that you don't have to worry if you don't wish for us to meet again...”
Hiroto snorted, his brows frowning slightly. “After all those mails you should know a thing or two about me, Tora...” He huffed, rubbing his eyes in tire. “It was perfect, okay?” he sighed, reaching his pockets for a cigarette. “I had fun and I enjoyed it, every single moment of it! In fact, it was one of the best dates I've ever had! But...”
Yeah, there was always a but, and that one was surely giving the bleached-blond boy a hard time. “I was testing your every move! I loved your reactions, the fact that you enjoyed the movie, your choice in european cuisine on our previous date! You are much more interesting than you seemed at that site and that is scary!” he leaned closer, eyes scanning him suspiciously. “You are definitely hiding something from me!”
Hiroto knew that everyone has small secrets or bigger ones, even he himself had, and that he should respect someone's privacy but he just couldn't calm down! His guts were warning him every time he was warming up to Shou's kind figure, a voice inside him was screaming loudly! And then there was also another instinct, not as loud but still bold, a feeling that he should get close to that man, giving him a chance... That maybe it was all fate's work...
“Uhm...” Hiroto gulped, getting more cautious as his eyes scanned the other carefully. “Shouldn't you be more... serious about it?” He took a large drag of his smoke.
Shou tilted his head, not really understanding what was wrong. He was trapped in those words of confession, trying to process them all as fast as he could. But there was a phrase stuck in him, making his mind numb. Of course worry was something natural towards a new person in someone's life and he was more than happy that Hiroto actually liked him, but... Gosh, he was more interesting than Tora! That was an absolute win and unfortunately he couldn't brag about it. But still, a stupid smile was plastered all over his face and it was sure that the muscles of his face would hurt later.
“I'm sorry...” He let his features relax a bit, so that he wouldn't stress the shorter man more. “It's just that... I like you quite a lot and I am glad that you return my feelings...”
His wide brown eyes grew sadder as his mind was fully back to reality again. It was the moment of truth and Shou was not ready to talk. Hiroto had asked him something simple, something that could take away every doubt between them with the right words. And that was the problem. What if Hiroto thought of him as a lunatic and jerk? And to Tora's eyes he would definitely look like one. No. telling the truth right then would only ruin everything before an actual start. He should do something else for the time being.
“Look...” he moved closer to the bleached-blond guy, eyes gleaming desperately with hope. “I might have a secret, but I can promise you that I am really single and not a serial killer, alright?” A weak chuckle echoed from his lips in an attempt to break the ice between them. “I promise you to talk about it soon enough, okay? I just need some time fist...”
Some time to see if this was worth all that crazy theater. Some time for his mind to function right and relax, finding the guts to put everything back in place. That was all he wanted and he already knew it was too much. That's why he was not surprised as Hiroto remained silent, brushing the remains of his cigarette off.
“It's fine...” Shou moved back, unable to just stand and wait for much more. “Forget what I said and I-”
There couldn't be any greater surprise than that one. Because the honey-blond could wait for anything else, a curse, ignorance, a cold glare, even a slap, except this. A kiss. It was completely out of the blue and Shou made sure to accept it gracefully bringing slowly Hiroto close to him,engulfing his warmth in a loose embrace. It was a soft, tender kiss, like those schoolkids give to each other, care wrapped in a cute cover of shyness. So romantic, hidden mutual feelings that were finally able to be expressed. Hiroto moved closer, his lips parting for a deeper kiss as his senses were working fervently in order to feel. To smell Shou's unique scent, taste the sweetness of his gentle kisses and touch the smooth skin and velvety hair. An affection that soon came to an end as the oxygen grew short in their lungs, leaving them gasping as they parted, with huge smiles painted over their faces.
It was amazing and more than just that. Right or not, mature or not, right when they stared at each other's eyes Shou knew that nothing was happening by chance and only.
“You've got the time you wanted...” Hiroto spoke in a bare whisper, afraid to ruin the magic of the moment. “Just don,t make me regret it, okay?”
And Shou nodded, hopping inwardly that he would be able to fulfill the boy's request. Such a tricky task... He smiled, accepting one last kiss before Hiroto moved slowly away, leaving promises for a next date and perhaps more to follow, and maybe even the chance for a relationship to evolve.. Nothing was definite but time had a long way to go and fate had yet to paint the scenery for those two. No body could know what was going to happen next but at least Shou was willing to try. And play a little more fair from then on...
*****
That same night, somewhere else in town, there was another guy also taking a walk. It was a different kind of walk though, as there was not date, kisses and smiles. There was a pout plastered on well-shaped lips as the man's tall figure was standing still in front of the main door of a house, his hands tired from knocking without any reply. Hazel eyes were examining the windows carefully, widely open and with lights turned on.
“You could at least TRY to persuade me you are absent, dammit!” Tora huffed, though he could clearly discern Saga's intention behind all those actions. The brunet was not avoiding him, no. that was not the plan. Saga was openly rejecting him. Even if someone else paid a visit right then he would open his door casually, ignoring the dark-haired man completely. And of course, he would remain out of the house.
“Isn't it enough already?” he whined, giving a slight kick on the door. Of course Saga was aware of his presence from the first moment the other stepped on his yard, Tora could be sure about that much! “Saga!” he tried again, banging the door with his fist. “It's been three days now, shouldn't we stop this stupidity?”
No reply at all. Oh, he should have known after years in that friendship that Saga was really stuborn and tough as a nut. Though Tora still couldn't understand why his friend was that much irritated. He huffed, taking his phone out, a move he made countless times. His fingers formed blindly a well known number, calling again and again and again.
“Will you ever go home?” There was finally a reply, painting a slight and victorious grin all over Tora's face. “Go find someone to fuck and leave me alone, okay?”
“Will you ever forgive me for whatever I did?” Hazel eyes shone with hope. At least he knew that Saga was staring to get really tired of the whole situation, like he was. All he could hear was a long, high huff.
“I cannot forgive you for being born and mixed up in my life, sorry...”
A loud laugh escaped the dark-haired man's lips. That witty behavior was so unique and he kind of liked it, because it showed attention in a way. Or maybe Tora was a plain masochist, he didn't know...
“Okay, okay! You cannot forgive me for my mere existence, although that's just proof that you are jealous of me... “ He chuckled softly as a snort was heard from the other side of the line.
“Goodnight Tora...”
“Wait!” he rushed to answer, losing his cool demeanor in mere instants. “I have a suggestion to make...”
“You know you won't achieve anything, don't you?”
“Are you sure?” Tora leaned down, sliding something carefully inside the mail hole on Saga's door. He waited for an answer, taking back only slow and low breaths. “I know you are behind the door right now, like I am too, so just pick it up..” he chuckled, a little impatient.
All he could hear were ruffling noises from clothes, a huff, small thuds as Saga finally picked that something up, and a gasp. A small hitch of breath that the dark-haired man could clearly recognize.
“Surprised?” Tora chuckled, still nervous about what he was going to do. “I know you won't tell me what's wrong, but I also know that this hurt you...” His precious music CD. “So...” He felt sweat running down his neck, the words struggling to stay inside his mouth. “B-Break it, scratch it... Te-Tear it to...” he shivered at the cruel though, “pieces... It's all yours...”
Silence. Tora could swear that not even a breath could be heard from the line. Was Saga that moved from this weird proof of friendship?... Maybe Tora had finally made it, maybe the brunet would jump out and forgive him for whatever he had done. Or... Tora shivered at the next thought, instantly creeping out, because his best friend was definitely not that type of guy. He probably dropped the phone somewhere, so that he could torture Tora's poor treasure all he wanted.
“W-Wait a moment...”
The voice almost startled the dark-haired man. What should he be expecting for? Saga as a mystery and the running and stomping sounds from inside the house could only cause him worry. Soon enough an answer came for all of his wonders, as the door opened and revealed the brunet on the door-frame, holding Tora's dearest possession with one hand and a well sharpened knife on the other.
“Please do watch carefully...” he grinned, bringing the two items to touch.
“Stop being so cruel, Sagacchi!” the other whined, shutting his eyes closed and humming sloppy tones loudly, in order to prevent the noise of horror reaching his ears. Part of him wanted to give the man a strong punch, one that would leave him a purple mark for a long time. But there was also another part, one that was masochistically satisfied with the outcome, because Saga's appearance could only mean one thing. That everything was alas settled.
Long moments passed and Tora refused to open his eyes or stop singing whatever that was. He was afraid of what he would face and most of all Saga's expression. He furrowed his brows further as he imagined an evil smile, accompanied with two dark brown eyes, gleaming in victory. Not that he could expect something better... maybe something worse-
His trail of thoughts came to a sudden end as something thick and solid hit his head. His hazel eyes flinched, letting out a soft hiss of pain. Whatever that thing was, that bastard made sure to hit him with the corner of it.
“Stop sitting like an idiot and come in...” Tora was still blind behind his lids when a strong grip shoved him inside the house and on something soft and fluffy, Saga's sofa as far as he could guess. “I'm making coffee...”
Only then his eyes fluttered open, adjusting at the low light and looking around, trying to process his friend's behavior. Were they even? Did that fight belong to the past, or his lovely CD was sacrificed in vain?
His eyes fell on it, as it was then dropped on Saga's small coffee table, examining it terrified for any wounds. Apart from the already existing scratch there was nothing else. Tora gasped in shock as he was expecting a thrashed CD and a ripped off cover, but there was not even the lightest trace from the knife his friend was holding.
“What...” he sighed and held the object in his arms, looking at it blankly. There should be something more for sure...
“You should have known me better all those years...” The soft whisper on his ear made Tora almost jump on his feet. He gasped, turning to face his friend from really close, all blushing and wide eyes. Saga pushed him back bluntly, shoving a mug of coffee in his hands and a thin blanket on his shoulders. “Shut up and don,t get emotional, okay?”
Tora nodded, stretching his lips as much as he could to wear a huge grin, feeling light inside him. So, so extremely light and for reasons he couldn't really explain but well, friendship was all about that, right?...
“What's the schedule for the night then?” Tora asked, his dark hair shading his face nicely as he leaned lazily on the couch.
“Movie and drinks?” Saga tilted his head cutely, bringing popcorn and two cans of beer, right away from the fridge. And the dark-haired man could swear, Saga was the sweetest person on earth when he looked like that, with the heart-melting smile, though it was a really rare sight.
“What movie are we watching?” His tall figure leaned front, snatching a can and opening it fast, before he relaxed again on the sofa, noticing a huge smirk on Saga's lips as the latter walked close to him.
“Romance that you hate... And if you dare sleep I'll kick your ass...”
Of course. Tora sighed, rubbing his head tiredly. There was no way Saga would act cute for no reason! That was his true revenge! He huffed, stealing a sip from his can and watching as the brunet chose his tool of torture.
“Just be merciful and choose one with an actual plot, okay?”
Saga just grinned, and that could only mean bad plot and even worse actors dazing his mind for more than two hours, but in the end Saga seemed happy, even though in his own sadistic way. And that evening the dark-haired man would tolerate any kind of B and ridiculously corny movie in order to keep that pretty smile plastered on his best friend's lips...
t.b.c.
A/N: I am here, a little delayed but not so much fortunately... :) So, we see more of Saga's and Tora's relationship here, along with how Shou and Hiroto are doing... :) I hope you enjoy this story as much as I am... Also, I opened a new account on AO3, where i post my works from here (not the things i have on hiatus, meaning aliens and BITD, they'll be posted when i'll start posting new chapters on them :3) and future work from a new fandom that started invading my mind xD
Comments are always apreciated :)