Indeed, Kyou kept his words. He would come whenever Mochidzuki called him and refused only at times when he was really busy with work or college tasks. Kyou did a great job by stubbornly lying like a dead tuna and refusing the pleasure, even though he still climaxed inside Mochidzuki each time they did it.

And he never spent a night at Mochidzuki's apartment, after they're finished, he would went straight back home no matter how late it was. So if it was too late to catch the last train, Kyou would go to a 24hrs manga café and spent the rest of the night there before he caught the first train. At this time, Kyou felt it was quite convenient that Mochidzuki had his apartment downtown, so it won't be hard for him to look for a manga or internet café to rest for several hours until the first train started to operate. He used to complain that it was such a waste of money to have a 2ldk apartment in downtown, while he lived alone.

Each time Kyou went straight back home after sex, he would catch a glimpse of grief on Mochidzuki's face. Kyou thought, if it hurt him so much; why didn't he ask him to stay? Because each time; Mochidzuki had always kept his silence and never once he asked for it.

Both of them are incredibly stubborn; it was like a competition of their endurance. Either Mochidzuki's heart would break first, or Kyou's body. Because they knew if Mochidzuki asked Kyou to stay overnight, he'd lost, and if Kyou was the one who willingly stayed, he was the one who lost the game.


It was only past two weeks after Mochidzuki's request to be sex partner, but Kyou had already felt very tired each time he had to fulfill Mochidzuki's demand in his spare time.

He really didn't want to go to campus today, he felt a little bit feverish. But there was a quiz in one of his classes that he had to attend to get his credit. But it seemed that it was useless to come, since he couldn't even concentrate at all and barely could answer the questions.

After the class, he went to the cafeteria to grab some lunch and a cup of coffee to energize his fatigued self. His head was pounding mercilessly made lining became such a pain as he get impatient waiting. And after he got what he wanted, he took an empty seat by the window, sipping his coffee while resting his chin lazily on the table, ignoring his kitsune ramen* he had bought.

"If you didn't eat your ramen soon, it'll become soggy," someone took his chopsticks and taking the sweet tofu skin from the bowl.

Too lazy to protest, still resting his chin on the table, Kyou looked up and saw Imejima Daisuke's cheerful face on the other side of the table, chewing his sweet tofu skin.

"Oh, it's you, Imejima," he said plainly.

"Eeeh? What's with the cold reaction?" Imejima playfully, looking dejected.

Kyou sighed and took his ramen bowl and start eating it, "Nothing, I'm just too tired, that's all."

Imejima rubbed his chin and observed Kyou, and then he smirked wickedly after realizing something.

"Hee~ Kuma-san, you look tired indeed, but your complexion looks good. A~ah, finally..." he hung his words.

"What?"

Imejima was grinning ear to ear, "Finally you've graduated from being virgin!"

Surprised, Kyou spewed out the noodles that he was chewing onto Imejima.

"Eww!! Gross!!!" Imejima pulled back and wiped out the noodles off his clothes with the tissue on the table.

"Serves you right for talking nonsense!" Kyou raised his voice.

Imejima chuckled, "You're upset, which means I was right. So, is your girlfriend too demanding? She must've been an experienced oneechan to overexert you like this."

Gave up arguing Imejima, Kyou leaned forward and rest his forehead on his intertwined fingers.

"Can I trust you with this?" Kyou asked, he looked deeply into Imejima's eyes. "Can you keep a secret?"

"It'll be an honor to me if the famous 'Yes Man' is willing to share his story with me," said Imejima half jokingly.

"I'm serious here."

"So do I," Imejima smiled, but he seemed a bit more serious this time.

"Fine, I'll have your words." Kyou pointed at Imejima to intensify his words, and sighed, "Well, that person is not actually my lover," he said, sound dejected.

"Awesome, Kuma-san! You got yourself a sex friend!"

Kyou glared at Imejima to shut him up, and then his face turned grim.

Realizing that Kyou was serious, Imejima looked at Kyou in sympathy.

"You really like this person, aren't you?" he said in soft tone.

Kyou rubbed both of his temples with his thumb and middle finger, "Yeah, but it's only one sided."

"But at least you got her body."

"I don't want just a mere body; I want the whole of it! I want to obtain the heart too..."

Imejima smiled full of meaning, "Hmm... Love sure can make you greedy."

"I think so... What should I do, Imejima? That person seems to not having any interest in serious relationship, only pleasure."

Imejima sighed, "That's a tough one you have there. Have you ever confessed to her?"

Kyou shook his head. "I didn't have any courage. I was so afraid that that person would severe all ties with me if I confessed."

"You're always like his, Kuma-san. You always hesitate to tell people how you feel, that's why they were always used you. It's ok to say it out loud sometimes. You won't be short of friends with that. Those who won't understand aren't fitting to be your friends."

Kyou had never thought that Imejima were actually cared for him. He glanced up at Imejima and smiled wryly.

"Thanks, Imejima. But this thing is the whole different matter."

"It's the same!" Imejima insisted, "If she couldn't accept your feelings, then she's not good enough for you. Then it's time for you to forget about her and move on."

Kyou chuckled, "It's so rare that you talk to me without inserting some insults in it."

"Hmph, I can be serious at times too, you know," Imejima pouted.

"I know, I know. Thanks for your support, Imejima," he tapped Imejima's arm in appreciative. "But I still can't confess now, it's way too complicated and I have to wait for the perfect timing."

"Just don't hesitate too long, or you'll lose her like you did on that Sasagawa girl."

Kyou's eyes widened in surprise, "You knew?!"

Imejima smiled wryly, "I've been watching you for all these times, Ooguma-san," he said in soft tone, "And I think I did the same mistake too..."

It was very rare that he called Kyou with his real name instead of the teasing call of his 'Kuma-san'.

Then Kyou suddenly realized something.

"It can't be... Imejima, you..." he stopped halfway, hesitating again; afraid that he would ask the wrong question.

Imejima stood up and patted Kyou's head, smiling. "Just hang in there," he said closing their conversations before he left Kyou alone in the cafeteria.



Kyou wasn't in the mood today when Mochidzuki called him again.

He was lying still on the bed, playing the same old 'dead tuna' act, but his lower part didn't react like usual, no matter how much Mochidzuki stimulated it. He wasn't in the mood because he partly thinking about Imejima, and partly too fatigued to get his little brother up, even though the sensation was still there.

Mochidzuki who was giving him a head became pissed and bit Kyou's unenergetic manhood quite hard, causing him yelped in pain.

"Focus here!" Mochidzuki complained, "I won't get any fun if I can't get you hard at all."

Kyou sighed and looked up at Mochidzuki between his legs, "I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this today."

He rose, but Mochidzuki quickly moved up and held Kyou's shoulders with his hands. Using his body weight, he pressed him back down to the bed.

"Stay there!" he commanded.

Mochidzuki left the bed to his closet and rummaging it to find something. Not long, he returned to bed with a pink furry handcuff.

Not with the tying up game again... Kyou complained inside his heart.

Though he was complaining, he didn't resist when Mochidzuki cuffed his hands on the bedpost. But he was surprised when the other man took something else with him. It was an ellipse pink ball smaller than two fingers with a cable that attached it to some kind of rectangle controller.

He switched it on and he ball started to emit a buzzing sound and vibrated. Kyou's eyes bewildered seeing the alien thing.

"If the normal method didn't work out, so, shall I try a new one?" Mochidzuki said while closing in on Kyou's crotch.

"Wait! What are you—AH!" he screamed in surprised as the vibrated ball touching his manhood.

The vibration tickled him and giving different sensation from the usual touching, licking, and sucking. The new sensation made him hard, even though he was supposed to be too tired to get excited. His pre-cum dripping off his tip and trailed down its length.

Mochidzuki smiled devilishly as he seen Kyou was getting erect. He wrapped the cable on Kyou's erection and made the vibrated ball stuck there. Kyou wanted to get rid of it but his hand was bounded tightly over his head, and yanking the cuff was a waste of energy and only hurting his wrist.

A shiver running down his spine, the tingling sensation from the vibration stir him up inside out, made his already dizzy head pounding harder and he felt like his head was going to explode.

"Nghh!! Ah! Ha... ah! P-please, take it off..."

Ignoring Kyou's plea, instead of taking it off, Mochidzuki leveling up the vibration that made Kyou's hip jumped for its uptight sensation and his screamed was getting louder and louder. He couldn't take it anymore; it was so intense he'd come soon.

"Ah! AH! Hah!! P-please... take it off... Ah! I can't! Ngh!! I-I'm begging you... Hnnnn..."

Kyou threw his head back and arched his back before he came unwillingly.

His cum splattered over Mochidzuki's face who was watching him intensely between his legs. He took the semen on his face to his lips and licked on them. His eyes were demanding made him looked so damn sexy. Kyou was panting hard and his body covered with sweat. His head felt hot and heavy as his vision blurred. There was still the tingling sensation left on his lower stomach that was caused by the vibration of the ball. Even though he just came, his erection hadn’t softened yet, it felt hot and burning.

Finally, Mochidzuki removed the vibrating ball and moved himself on top of Kyou's shaft. He sat on Kyou's erection and shook his hip back and forth, rubbing their erection together before finally he took all of him in and started to move his hips.

"Aa~h... you’re thing is hotter than usual..." he said while straddling Kyou.

The words sounded so far in Kyou's ear, it's gradually getting faded, and his sight also darkened.

His fatigue took his consciousness away...



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*Kitsune Ramen : Japanese noodle [ramen] with sweet tofu skin topping.

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Kyou saw Mochidzuki's eyes bewildered when he saw him in the office where it wasn't suppose to be his shift. So he was right, Mochidzuki deliberately came on that day to avoid Kyou's shift on the next day.

And what's with the attitude? Kyou was obviously making himself clearly visible, but Mochidzuki pretended that he didn't see anything by averting his eyes and act all cool. Mochidzuki walked directly to Shinjo Eiki's desk and talked to him, ignoring Kyou who was standing only 10 feet away.

That had ticked Kyou's nerve.

Why there was no sense of remorse from him? He was supposed to feel guilty for ruining a cherry-boy—and a friend—against his will! And what Kyou needed was only a simple "I'm sorry," and all would be forgiven.

Fine! He could be as stubborn as he wanted, but in that case, Kyou would make sure that he would get Mochidzuki apologized to him!

Mochidzuki seemed to briefly instructed Shinjo about the illustration he ordered, while infrequently stole some glances at Kyou, as if he wanted to make sure that he hadn't left yet. When their eyes accidentally met, Kyou gave him a cold stare, and then reverted his eyes back at Seiichi; changing his attitude 180 degrees and laughing happily with the other man.

When Kyou saw a frown shown on Mochidzuki's face, he felt a little bit satisfied.

So he did notice him.

Kyou realized that the push-away treatment would have Mochidzuki became more inquisitive, and soon he would come to him. He just needed to be patient and wait.

Being overly kind to other people for so long, made Kyou never realized that he actually had a little bit of a sadist part in him. And Mochidzuki was just happened to accidentally switched-on the trigger last night by infuriating Kyou.

When Mochidzuki was done with Shinjo, he moved and talked to Kanoe. Kyou overheard him saying, "Is the meeting room free? I want to borrow it for a second."

Kyou pretended he didn't hear anything and still chatted with Seiichi. He thought that Mochidzuki was still had another business with someone else—maybe a guest—that he had to borrow the meeting room. Kyou was actually impatient waiting Mochidzuki to approach and talk to him, but to wait a little more wouldn't hurt for his plan to work properly.

After discussing for a little while, Kanoe finally gave Mochidzuki permission; and he straightforwardly approaching the surprised Kyou and dragged him by force to the meeting room.

"Heey!" Kyou protested by stubbornly tensing his body up and refusing to go.

Mochidzuki tightened his grip on Kyou's arm and dug his nails into the boy's biceps so hard it made Kyou yelped in pain and finally given in to Mochidzuki's will.

Pretending that he had lost the fight, he secretly smiled as the smaller man dragged him into the meeting room.

"What in the hell are you doing here?" Mochidzuki affront him after he slammed the door shut.

"If you haven't noticed, I work here," Kyou replied irritatedly.

"Not that, I mean what are you doing here today?"

"Well, I have some business with Sei—I mean—Arisawa-senpai. And why are you mad at me? I'm the one who was supposed to be mad at you!"

Mochidzuki ignored Kyou's protest.

"Can't you meet him somewhere outside the office?"

That was a childish thing to say, and it's very easy for Kyou to counterattack it.

"Arisawa-senpai and I have different schedule, so meeting him outside is a rare chance. That's why I came here. I didn't expect to see your face today, especially after what you've done to me last night!"

A little lie, but had to be done to protect his pride.

Mochidzuki was taken aback by Kyou’s words.

Kyou sighed. "If you don’t have any business with me, I'm leaving," Kyou turned away and walk toward the door.

He was fishing, and he just threw the bait into the water.

Mochidzuki stopped him by the hand. "No, I do still have business with you."

There was a moment of pause before Mochidzuki continued. Kyou secretly smiled again; the fish had bit the bait.

"Sleep with me again."

It took Kyou a few seconds to digest the words.

"What?"

"I said, I want you to sleep with me again," Mochidzuki repeated his words.

Now this wasn't exactly expected in coming, Kyou's eyes widened hearing these words; the fishing cord broke, and the fish had freed himself.

"Are you out of your mind?! I—I don't have time to play pranks with you. I'm leaving!" Kyou was serious this time and he was really leaving.

"I can make you suffer if you refused."

Kyou stooped, he turned and squinted his eyes, "Are you... threatening me?"

"I am," Mochidzuki answered, there’s a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "I can really make you and your family suffers, you know I can do it."

Kyou briefly knew that Mochidzuki was somewhat related to one of the Yakuza clan, and he did have some pretty important influence in it. If he wanted, he could force his way in, and used his Yakuza family to make someone went bankrupt to the last dime he had, and threw him and his family off the street.

Kyou sighed and pressed his nasal bridge with his thumb and forefinger.

"You can threat me as much as you want, but my family is already poor. We don't have anything to lose."

"But you still have a small field and a house, don't you? If those were taken away, I wonder if your parents and siblings could survive on the street?"

Kyou's ear buzzed hearing this, as if there were a thousand bees swarming around it.

Anyone could treat him as bad as they can, but he wouldn't be angry. That little incident last night could only get into his nerve a little. But no one could mess with his family; it was a landmine that nobody could ever step on. And hearing his family being threatened made the boy furious.

"Don't you DARE!" Kyou shouted and grabbed Mochidzuki by his collar.

Mochidzuki seemed a little shocked by this, he never saw Kyou this angry, moreover to raise his voice like that. But getting on Kyou's nerve meant that he assaulted the right spot to gain his victory.

"I told you I can," said Mochidzuki calmly, brushing Kyou's grip off his clothes. "Sleep with me, and I can provide you anything you wanted; money, clothes, toys, food, and of course; pleasure... Don't you think it's a good bargain? Besides, you don’t have anything to lose anymore, don't you?"

Mochidzuki was pointing at Kyou's virginity that he had lost last night.

Kyou gritted his teeth in anger, "I don't think that you're running out of sex buddies with that pretty face of yours. So, why me?"

Mochidzuki walked closer to the boy until there was no space between them.

"No other men could satisfy me like you and your big buddy here," Mochidzuki smiled slyly and grabbed Kyou's manhood over his jeans, made Kyou gasped in surprise.

"Tsk! I'm not a man-whore..." Kyou said in sharp tone, blushing while shoving Mochidzuki's hand away from his crotch.

"Opposing me won't do you any good," Mochidzuki smirked devilishly.

Kyou stared at Mochidzuki in disbelief. The man in front of him was like another man that he never knew. He thought he understood him entirely, with all those chat and heart to heart conversation. But apparently there were still many things about this man that he didn't know.

"Where did that kind Mochidzuki-san go?" he asked.

Mochidzuki seemed a bit hurt by that, but he put his brave front again.

"Oh, he didn't go anywhere," Mochidzuki said, "He just took off his façade mask he wore to hide his true self."

Kyou noticed the changed of Mochidzuki's expression; even it was shown only for a split second.

Partly believed in what he said, Kyou observed Mochidzuki's eyes, searching lies in there. But it seemed that he wasn't lying; although it wasn't entirely true. There was a trace of hesitation flutter in those big solemn eyes. This so-he-called Mochidzuki Maou's true-self might be mean, but he was sure that the kind and gentle old Mochidzuki wasn't a fake either; that all the smile and laughter they had shared before was genuine.

Then Kyou understand, just like him, Mochidzuki might hold onto his pride himself. It just like the way he was, wasn't it? So stubborn to accept his own mistakes and apologized. And threatening Kyou like this was just one of his ways to have all of him, since he was too conceited to admit it. Or it might also be that he didn't even realize his true feelings himself.

Kyou sighed; taming Mochidzuki might be harder than he thought. Of course, there's no way a demon lord could accept his defeat that easily.

But fine, if he wanted it the hard way, he would fight the hard way too.

If Mochidzuki wanted him, Kyou would give himself down to the bones. With that, he'd make sure that Mochidzuki couldn't live without him. When that time came, he would have Mochidzuki apologized and made him to admit his love.

"Fine. I'll sleep with you," said Kyou.

"There, it settled then," Mochidzuki said in satisfaction, "How much do you want?" he asked.

"Huh?"

"How much money do you want each time I ask you to sleep with me?"

Mochidzuki spelled his words one by one in mocking tone because Kyou seemed slow in assimilating those words.

Indeed that it was hard for Kyou to digested it, and he was disgusted by the words since it's condescended him. He grabbed Mochidzuki's face by the chin and looked deep inside his eyes.

"I'm not whoring myself to you," he said in sharp tone, "I also don't give a shit about your fucking money! I only agreed to sleep with you for the sake of my family, and nothing more!"

Kyou let go of Mochidzuki's chin and shoved him back before he turned around and left. But he stopped by the door.

"In exchange for your money, you can give me partly my freedom," he talked over his shoulder. "Meaning, you can call me anytime you want to fuck, and I will fuck you if I’m not busy. So you just have to adjust your need to my schedule. And oh, one more thing; no kissing either"

Kyou opened and left after slamming the door behind him.

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Kyou didn't know how long he soaked himself in the bathtub, he even barely remembered how in the hell he managed to arrive home safely with his head hanging over the clouds along the way. The water was getting cold and all his fingers and toes were all wrinkled for too much absorbing water. Though he didn't have to worry about getting drowned since the bathtub was very small. It was cramped enough by his over-sized body, his long legs that reached the other side of the tub had to bend almost in double, giving him no space to slide down. His head was dizzy; but he didn't care anymore whether it was from his hangover or from staying in the tub too long.

Aching all over for sitting too long in an uncomfortable position; he finally got up, drained the tub, and wrapped himself in towel.

That night, he lost his virginity.

It shouldn't be matter, he's not a girl anyway, and not that he would get pregnant. Besides, he was the one who did the penetrating.

Yet, the memory embarrassed him.

He shook his head as if he wanted to get rid of the obscene scenes that were happened few hours ago. But every time he closed his eyes, the image of the slender pearly-white body riding on him rewind back and repeated itself over and over again like a broken tape. He could still remember the warmth of Mochidzuki's body, his sweet gasps, his flushed face, and the intense sex.

He slapped both of his cheek with his hands to get a grip of himself. He put his briefs on, and without drying his hair properly, he went to bed and sleep.

But sleep never came. This time his memory kept replaying the scene that hurt him so much; it was when he heard Mochidzuki said that they were just sex friend.

Huh?


That part hurt so much?


Why?

The question suddenly popped-out in his head.

Didn't his heart ache because he lost his virginity? Or wasn't it because his so-called friend betrayed him?

Or...

The alternate thought scared him...

That he was hurt because Mochidzuki only considered him as a mere sex friend for releasing his desires and nothing more.

Wait, didn't that mean he wanted more than that?

More, as in to have Mochidzuki falling in love with him?

Was that the reason he got hurt??

The realization somewhat brought a brief of relief and more confusions at the same time.

He hardly ever thought himself gay.

His love interest was always girls. And it wasn't too long ago he just broken-hearted because the girl he had crushed on apparently already had a boyfriend.

But the funny thing was it didn't hurt as much as it was now.

Why?

.....

"Grrrh!" Kyou grunted in desperation.

He wasn't the hard thinker type; he liked it simple. Too much thinking was just toting-up his headache and he hated it. His motto was 'whatever will be, will be'. So it would be better to 'let it be', now, and think about it again tomorrow.

After came to such conclusion, he was drifted to sleep without noticing. And when he realized, it was already morning.



Kyou blinked his eyes as the sunlight peeked through the gap of his window curtains and fell on his face. His hangover was still there, but his mind somewhat felt at ease—only a little, though. He yawned and stretched his body like a cat, scratching his crotch over his slacks and sighed.

Hmm? No morning erection today?

He tapped at his unenergetic 'little brother', as if he wanted to wake him up—feeling a bit weird.

Well, somewhat he recalled that he had relieving himself, but his mind was hazy he couldn't summon up well; so he tried reviewing what had happened yesterday.

Oh, right. He lost his virginity.

The recollection doomed him; a dark cloud hanging over his head.

And wait! Didn't he think that he was gay too, last night?

The dark cloud over his head thickened rapidly and rain started pouring hard, not to forget the violent lightning that kept striking and electrifying his head.

He sulked in the corner of his bed hugging his knees, the rain kept pouring hard on his head; he felt like crying.

Oh god... he tousled his hair, bewildered. This was just like a manga story that his oneesan liked! He was wondering that she might give a fangirling squeal if she knew he was gay. But then again, his oneesan liked the pretty boy type, not a bear type like him. And what would his parents think about this? Would they kick him out and cut him off from the family tree? Would his brothers stopped looking at him in respect and began calling him names?

His mind started dawdling many ridiculous unnecessary thoughts.

Kyou sighed loudly and rest his head on the wall. Come to think of it, he might not be 100% gay since he never had any feelings toward any other men and never thought of them in 'that' kind of way. Maybe he was bi, or maybe Mochidzuki was special. Well, he was pretty, and kind [sort of], and very fun to talk with. They might not share the same interest, but they were in good terms together.

He still wasn't sure whether he loved Mochidzuki or not, and he wanted to make sure of it. So he jumped out of bed, washed his face and changed his clothes, and went straight to his office, ignoring the morning class he should have had that day.

Kyou was sure that after what he said yesterday, about not wanting to see Mochidzuki again, made him wouldn't come in his shift. But he knew Mochidzuki still had some business in illustration division, so he must have came today!



Kanoe was a little bit surprised seeing Kyou was coming on the day that wasn't his shift. Kyou laughed over it and said he was bored with his classes so he decided to ditch and came to the office. Kanoe allowed him to stay because Kyou gave an excuse that he would gain more experience points to level up his skill by 'learning by doing' rather than stuck with boring college theories.

And there was Arisawa Seiichi on his desk—or their desk, to be precise—working on an illustration. He was one of the company's talented illustrator; Kyou's senior in the office, and also a senior by a year in campus and almost graduated. Both of them were quite close and had already called each other by their given names.

Seiichi was actually good looking guy if he wasn't so sloppy. Unfortunately, he never took good care of himself; his hair was long and messy, his bangs grew too long it covered his eyes, and his clothes were always untidy. And sometimes—if he's too lazy—he wouldn't take a bath for a week, it made Kanoe—the fashionnista and a clean freak—went berserk!

Kanoe was once sent Seiichi home by force and ordered him to take a bath because he stink! And the smell was disturbing people who shared the same room as him. After that, Kanoe ordered him to bathe before he went to the office. He said that he didn't care if Seiichi hadn't taken a bath for a month and be as stink as he wanted, as long as he took one before coming to work. So, even though he still looked sloppy as he always was, he never gave foul odor anymore.

"Sei-senpai," Kyou greeted Seiichi casually and peeked over his computer to see what he was working at.

"Ah, it's you, Kyou-kun," Seiichi smiled, "It's been a while since the last time we've met. Ditching your class, today?"

"Yeah."

Though they worked in the same company and attending the same college, their schedules were always crossed path so they had a rare chance to meet.

"So, what are you working at now?" Kyou asked.

Seiichi leaned back on his chair, giving Kyou more space to take a good look at the monitor. It was a cute children illustration in pastel colors showing three children playing in a backyard.

"Kawaguchi-san's order?"

Seiichi nodded.

"It's done and I just have to send it to the layout division."

He merged down the picture layers and converted it from RGB* to CMYK** color mode, opening the local server network that connecting all the office's computers and clicking the children magazine's ID and copying the file there.

Done with the work, Seiichi didn't have anything to do, so they were chatting happily without noticing someone was coming.

But actually Kyou had seen Mochidzuki when he entered the room in the corner of his eyes—because he knew he'd failed depending on his ears, that he deliberately standing in the perfect place where he could see the entrance clearly; and also to make sure that he was being seen clearly too. But he was pretending he didn't see him and kept chatting with Seiichi.

As he predicted, Mochidzuki spotted his big figure in an instant, and when Kyou glanced up and met his eyes, his heart thumped harder for a split second.

That alone was enough to convince him that he was indeed in love with him.




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*RGB : Red, Green, Blue. The basic color scheme; the main purpose of the RGB color model is for the sensing, representation, and display of images in electronic systems, such as televisions and computers.
**CMYK : Cyan, Magenta, Yellow, Key [Black]; is a subtractive color model used in color printing.

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Indeed, Kyou kept his words. He would come whenever Mochidzuki called him and refused only at times when he was really busy with work or college tasks. Kyou did a great job by stubbornly lying like a dead tuna and refusing the pleasure, even though he still climaxed inside Mochidzuki each time they did it.

And he never spent a night at Mochidzuki's apartment, after they're finished, he would went straight back home no matter how late it was. So if it was too late to catch the last train, Kyou would go to a 24hrs manga café and spent the rest of the night there before he caught the first train. At this time, Kyou felt it was quite convenient that Mochidzuki had his apartment downtown, so it won't be hard for him to look for a manga or internet café to rest for several hours until the first train started to operate. He used to complain that it was such a waste of money to have a 2ldk apartment in downtown, while he lived alone.

Each time Kyou went straight back home after sex, he would catch a glimpse of grief on Mochidzuki's face. Kyou thought, if it hurt him so much; why didn't he ask him to stay? Because each time; Mochidzuki had always kept his silence and never once he asked for it.

Both of them are incredibly stubborn; it was like a competition of their endurance. Either Mochidzuki's heart would break first, or Kyou's body. Because they knew if Mochidzuki asked Kyou to stay overnight, he'd lost, and if Kyou was the one who willingly stayed, he was the one who lost the game.


It was only past two weeks after Mochidzuki's request to be sex partner, but Kyou had already felt very tired each time he had to fulfill Mochidzuki's demand in his spare time.

He really didn't want to go to campus today, he felt a little bit feverish. But there was a quiz in one of his classes that he had to attend to get his credit. But it seemed that it was useless to come, since he couldn't even concentrate at all and barely could answer the questions.

After the class, he went to the cafeteria to grab some lunch and a cup of coffee to energize his fatigued self. His head was pounding mercilessly made lining became such a pain as he get impatient waiting. And after he got what he wanted, he took an empty seat by the window, sipping his coffee while resting his chin lazily on the table, ignoring his kitsune ramen* he had bought.

"If you didn't eat your ramen soon, it'll become soggy," someone took his chopsticks and taking the sweet tofu skin from the bowl.

Too lazy to protest, still resting his chin on the table, Kyou looked up and saw Imejima Daisuke's cheerful face on the other side of the table, chewing his sweet tofu skin.

"Oh, it's you, Imejima," he said plainly.

"Eeeh? What's with the cold reaction?" Imejima playfully, looking dejected.

Kyou sighed and took his ramen bowl and start eating it, "Nothing, I'm just too tired, that's all."

Imejima rubbed his chin and observed Kyou, and then he smirked wickedly after realizing something.

"Hee~ Kuma-san, you look tired indeed, but your complexion looks good. A~ah, finally..." he hung his words.

"What?"

Imejima was grinning ear to ear, "Finally you've graduated from being virgin!"

Surprised, Kyou spewed out the noodles that he was chewing onto Imejima.

"Eww!! Gross!!!" Imejima pulled back and wiped out the noodles off his clothes with the tissue on the table.

"Serves you right for talking nonsense!" Kyou raised his voice.

Imejima chuckled, "You're upset, which means I was right. So, is your girlfriend too demanding? She must've been an experienced oneechan to overexert you like this."

Gave up arguing Imejima, Kyou leaned forward and rest his forehead on his intertwined fingers.

"Can I trust you with this?" Kyou asked, he looked deeply into Imejima's eyes. "Can you keep a secret?"

"It'll be an honor to me if the famous 'Yes Man' is willing to share his story with me," said Imejima half jokingly.

"I'm serious here."

"So do I," Imejima smiled, but he seemed a bit more serious this time.

"Fine, I'll have your words." Kyou pointed at Imejima to intensify his words, and sighed, "Well, that person is not actually my lover," he said, sound dejected.

"Awesome, Kuma-san! You got yourself a sex friend!"

Kyou glared at Imejima to shut him up, and then his face turned grim.

Realizing that Kyou was serious, Imejima looked at Kyou in sympathy.

"You really like this person, aren't you?" he said in soft tone.

Kyou rubbed both of his temples with his thumb and middle finger, "Yeah, but it's only one sided."

"But at least you got her body."

"I don't want just a mere body; I want the whole of it! I want to obtain the heart too..."

Imejima smiled full of meaning, "Hmm... Love sure can make you greedy."

"I think so... What should I do, Imejima? That person seems to not having any interest in serious relationship, only pleasure."

Imejima sighed, "That's a tough one you have there. Have you ever confessed to her?"

Kyou shook his head. "I didn't have any courage. I was so afraid that that person would severe all ties with me if I confessed."

"You're always like his, Kuma-san. You always hesitate to tell people how you feel, that's why they were always used you. It's ok to say it out loud sometimes. You won't be short of friends with that. Those who won't understand aren't fitting to be your friends."

Kyou had never thought that Imejima were actually cared for him. He glanced up at Imejima and smiled wryly.

"Thanks, Imejima. But this thing is the whole different matter."

"It's the same!" Imejima insisted, "If she couldn't accept your feelings, then she's not good enough for you. Then it's time for you to forget about her and move on."

Kyou chuckled, "It's so rare that you talk to me without inserting some insults in it."

"Hmph, I can be serious at times too, you know," Imejima pouted.

"I know, I know. Thanks for your support, Imejima," he tapped Imejima's arm in appreciative. "But I still can't confess now, it's way too complicated and I have to wait for the perfect timing."

"Just don't hesitate too long, or you'll lose her like you did on that Sasagawa girl."

Kyou's eyes widened in surprise, "You knew?!"

Imejima smiled wryly, "I've been watching you for all these times, Ooguma-san," he said in soft tone, "And I think I did the same mistake too..."

It was very rare that he called Kyou with his real name instead of the teasing call of his 'Kuma-san'.

Then Kyou suddenly realized something.

"It can't be... Imejima, you..." he stopped halfway, hesitating again; afraid that he would ask the wrong question.

Imejima stood up and patted Kyou's head, smiling. "Just hang in there," he said closing their conversations before he left Kyou alone in the cafeteria.



Kyou wasn't in the mood today when Mochidzuki called him again.

He was lying still on the bed, playing the same old 'dead tuna' act, but his lower part didn't react like usual, no matter how much Mochidzuki stimulated it. He wasn't in the mood because he partly thinking about Imejima, and partly too fatigued to get his little brother up, even though the sensation was still there.

Mochidzuki who was giving him a head became pissed and bit Kyou's unenergetic manhood quite hard, causing him yelped in pain.

"Focus here!" Mochidzuki complained, "I won't get any fun if I can't get you hard at all."

Kyou sighed and looked up at Mochidzuki between his legs, "I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this today."

He rose, but Mochidzuki quickly moved up and held Kyou's shoulders with his hands. Using his body weight, he pressed him back down to the bed.

"Stay there!" he commanded.

Mochidzuki left the bed to his closet and rummaging it to find something. Not long, he returned to bed with a pink furry handcuff.

Not with the tying up game again... Kyou complained inside his heart.

Though he was complaining, he didn't resist when Mochidzuki cuffed his hands on the bedpost. But he was surprised when the other man took something else with him. It was an ellipse pink ball smaller than two fingers with a cable that attached it to some kind of rectangle controller.

He switched it on and he ball started to emit a buzzing sound and vibrated. Kyou's eyes bewildered seeing the alien thing.

"If the normal method didn't work out, so, shall I try a new one?" Mochidzuki said while closing in on Kyou's crotch.

"Wait! What are you—AH!" he screamed in surprised as the vibrated ball touching his manhood.

The vibration tickled him and giving different sensation from the usual touching, licking, and sucking. The new sensation made him hard, even though he was supposed to be too tired to get excited. His pre-cum dripping off his tip and trailed down its length.

Mochidzuki smiled devilishly as he seen Kyou was getting erect. He wrapped the cable on Kyou's erection and made the vibrated ball stuck there. Kyou wanted to get rid of it but his hand was bounded tightly over his head, and yanking the cuff was a waste of energy and only hurting his wrist.

A shiver running down his spine, the tingling sensation from the vibration stir him up inside out, made his already dizzy head pounding harder and he felt like his head was going to explode.

"Nghh!! Ah! Ha... ah! P-please, take it off..."

Ignoring Kyou's plea, instead of taking it off, Mochidzuki leveling up the vibration that made Kyou's hip jumped for its uptight sensation and his screamed was getting louder and louder. He couldn't take it anymore; it was so intense he'd come soon.

"Ah! AH! Hah!! P-please... take it off... Ah! I can't! Ngh!! I-I'm begging you... Hnnnn..."

Kyou threw his head back and arched his back before he came unwillingly.

His cum splattered over Mochidzuki's face who was watching him intensely between his legs. He took the semen on his face to his lips and licked on them. His eyes were demanding made him looked so damn sexy. Kyou was panting hard and his body covered with sweat. His head felt hot and heavy as his vision blurred. There was still the tingling sensation left on his lower stomach that was caused by the vibration of the ball. Even though he just came, his erection hadn’t softened yet, it felt hot and burning.

Finally, Mochidzuki removed the vibrating ball and moved himself on top of Kyou's shaft. He sat on Kyou's erection and shook his hip back and forth, rubbing their erection together before finally he took all of him in and started to move his hips.

"Aa~h... you’re thing is hotter than usual..." he said while straddling Kyou.

The words sounded so far in Kyou's ear, it's gradually getting faded, and his sight also darkened.

His fatigue took his consciousness away...



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*Kitsune Ramen : Japanese noodle [ramen] with sweet tofu skin topping.

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Kyou saw Mochidzuki's eyes bewildered when he saw him in the office where it wasn't suppose to be his shift. So he was right, Mochidzuki deliberately came on that day to avoid Kyou's shift on the next day.

And what's with the attitude? Kyou was obviously making himself clearly visible, but Mochidzuki pretended that he didn't see anything by averting his eyes and act all cool. Mochidzuki walked directly to Shinjo Eiki's desk and talked to him, ignoring Kyou who was standing only 10 feet away.

That had ticked Kyou's nerve.

Why there was no sense of remorse from him? He was supposed to feel guilty for ruining a cherry-boy—and a friend—against his will! And what Kyou needed was only a simple "I'm sorry," and all would be forgiven.

Fine! He could be as stubborn as he wanted, but in that case, Kyou would make sure that he would get Mochidzuki apologized to him!

Mochidzuki seemed to briefly instructed Shinjo about the illustration he ordered, while infrequently stole some glances at Kyou, as if he wanted to make sure that he hadn't left yet. When their eyes accidentally met, Kyou gave him a cold stare, and then reverted his eyes back at Seiichi; changing his attitude 180 degrees and laughing happily with the other man.

When Kyou saw a frown shown on Mochidzuki's face, he felt a little bit satisfied.

So he did notice him.

Kyou realized that the push-away treatment would have Mochidzuki became more inquisitive, and soon he would come to him. He just needed to be patient and wait.

Being overly kind to other people for so long, made Kyou never realized that he actually had a little bit of a sadist part in him. And Mochidzuki was just happened to accidentally switched-on the trigger last night by infuriating Kyou.

When Mochidzuki was done with Shinjo, he moved and talked to Kanoe. Kyou overheard him saying, "Is the meeting room free? I want to borrow it for a second."

Kyou pretended he didn't hear anything and still chatted with Seiichi. He thought that Mochidzuki was still had another business with someone else—maybe a guest—that he had to borrow the meeting room. Kyou was actually impatient waiting Mochidzuki to approach and talk to him, but to wait a little more wouldn't hurt for his plan to work properly.

After discussing for a little while, Kanoe finally gave Mochidzuki permission; and he straightforwardly approaching the surprised Kyou and dragged him by force to the meeting room.

"Heey!" Kyou protested by stubbornly tensing his body up and refusing to go.

Mochidzuki tightened his grip on Kyou's arm and dug his nails into the boy's biceps so hard it made Kyou yelped in pain and finally given in to Mochidzuki's will.

Pretending that he had lost the fight, he secretly smiled as the smaller man dragged him into the meeting room.

"What in the hell are you doing here?" Mochidzuki affront him after he slammed the door shut.

"If you haven't noticed, I work here," Kyou replied irritatedly.

"Not that, I mean what are you doing here today?"

"Well, I have some business with Sei—I mean—Arisawa-senpai. And why are you mad at me? I'm the one who was supposed to be mad at you!"

Mochidzuki ignored Kyou's protest.

"Can't you meet him somewhere outside the office?"

That was a childish thing to say, and it's very easy for Kyou to counterattack it.

"Arisawa-senpai and I have different schedule, so meeting him outside is a rare chance. That's why I came here. I didn't expect to see your face today, especially after what you've done to me last night!"

A little lie, but had to be done to protect his pride.

Mochidzuki was taken aback by Kyou’s words.

Kyou sighed. "If you don’t have any business with me, I'm leaving," Kyou turned away and walk toward the door.

He was fishing, and he just threw the bait into the water.

Mochidzuki stopped him by the hand. "No, I do still have business with you."

There was a moment of pause before Mochidzuki continued. Kyou secretly smiled again; the fish had bit the bait.

"Sleep with me again."

It took Kyou a few seconds to digest the words.

"What?"

"I said, I want you to sleep with me again," Mochidzuki repeated his words.

Now this wasn't exactly expected in coming, Kyou's eyes widened hearing these words; the fishing cord broke, and the fish had freed himself.

"Are you out of your mind?! I—I don't have time to play pranks with you. I'm leaving!" Kyou was serious this time and he was really leaving.

"I can make you suffer if you refused."

Kyou stooped, he turned and squinted his eyes, "Are you... threatening me?"

"I am," Mochidzuki answered, there’s a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "I can really make you and your family suffers, you know I can do it."

Kyou briefly knew that Mochidzuki was somewhat related to one of the Yakuza clan, and he did have some pretty important influence in it. If he wanted, he could force his way in, and used his Yakuza family to make someone went bankrupt to the last dime he had, and threw him and his family off the street.

Kyou sighed and pressed his nasal bridge with his thumb and forefinger.

"You can threat me as much as you want, but my family is already poor. We don't have anything to lose."

"But you still have a small field and a house, don't you? If those were taken away, I wonder if your parents and siblings could survive on the street?"

Kyou's ear buzzed hearing this, as if there were a thousand bees swarming around it.

Anyone could treat him as bad as they can, but he wouldn't be angry. That little incident last night could only get into his nerve a little. But no one could mess with his family; it was a landmine that nobody could ever step on. And hearing his family being threatened made the boy furious.

"Don't you DARE!" Kyou shouted and grabbed Mochidzuki by his collar.

Mochidzuki seemed a little shocked by this, he never saw Kyou this angry, moreover to raise his voice like that. But getting on Kyou's nerve meant that he assaulted the right spot to gain his victory.

"I told you I can," said Mochidzuki calmly, brushing Kyou's grip off his clothes. "Sleep with me, and I can provide you anything you wanted; money, clothes, toys, food, and of course; pleasure... Don't you think it's a good bargain? Besides, you don’t have anything to lose anymore, don't you?"

Mochidzuki was pointing at Kyou's virginity that he had lost last night.

Kyou gritted his teeth in anger, "I don't think that you're running out of sex buddies with that pretty face of yours. So, why me?"

Mochidzuki walked closer to the boy until there was no space between them.

"No other men could satisfy me like you and your big buddy here," Mochidzuki smiled slyly and grabbed Kyou's manhood over his jeans, made Kyou gasped in surprise.

"Tsk! I'm not a man-whore..." Kyou said in sharp tone, blushing while shoving Mochidzuki's hand away from his crotch.

"Opposing me won't do you any good," Mochidzuki smirked devilishly.

Kyou stared at Mochidzuki in disbelief. The man in front of him was like another man that he never knew. He thought he understood him entirely, with all those chat and heart to heart conversation. But apparently there were still many things about this man that he didn't know.

"Where did that kind Mochidzuki-san go?" he asked.

Mochidzuki seemed a bit hurt by that, but he put his brave front again.

"Oh, he didn't go anywhere," Mochidzuki said, "He just took off his façade mask he wore to hide his true self."

Kyou noticed the changed of Mochidzuki's expression; even it was shown only for a split second.

Partly believed in what he said, Kyou observed Mochidzuki's eyes, searching lies in there. But it seemed that he wasn't lying; although it wasn't entirely true. There was a trace of hesitation flutter in those big solemn eyes. This so-he-called Mochidzuki Maou's true-self might be mean, but he was sure that the kind and gentle old Mochidzuki wasn't a fake either; that all the smile and laughter they had shared before was genuine.

Then Kyou understand, just like him, Mochidzuki might hold onto his pride himself. It just like the way he was, wasn't it? So stubborn to accept his own mistakes and apologized. And threatening Kyou like this was just one of his ways to have all of him, since he was too conceited to admit it. Or it might also be that he didn't even realize his true feelings himself.

Kyou sighed; taming Mochidzuki might be harder than he thought. Of course, there's no way a demon lord could accept his defeat that easily.

But fine, if he wanted it the hard way, he would fight the hard way too.

If Mochidzuki wanted him, Kyou would give himself down to the bones. With that, he'd make sure that Mochidzuki couldn't live without him. When that time came, he would have Mochidzuki apologized and made him to admit his love.

"Fine. I'll sleep with you," said Kyou.

"There, it settled then," Mochidzuki said in satisfaction, "How much do you want?" he asked.

"Huh?"

"How much money do you want each time I ask you to sleep with me?"

Mochidzuki spelled his words one by one in mocking tone because Kyou seemed slow in assimilating those words.

Indeed that it was hard for Kyou to digested it, and he was disgusted by the words since it's condescended him. He grabbed Mochidzuki's face by the chin and looked deep inside his eyes.

"I'm not whoring myself to you," he said in sharp tone, "I also don't give a shit about your fucking money! I only agreed to sleep with you for the sake of my family, and nothing more!"

Kyou let go of Mochidzuki's chin and shoved him back before he turned around and left. But he stopped by the door.

"In exchange for your money, you can give me partly my freedom," he talked over his shoulder. "Meaning, you can call me anytime you want to fuck, and I will fuck you if I’m not busy. So you just have to adjust your need to my schedule. And oh, one more thing; no kissing either"

Kyou opened and left after slamming the door behind him.

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Kyou didn't know how long he soaked himself in the bathtub, he even barely remembered how in the hell he managed to arrive home safely with his head hanging over the clouds along the way. The water was getting cold and all his fingers and toes were all wrinkled for too much absorbing water. Though he didn't have to worry about getting drowned since the bathtub was very small. It was cramped enough by his over-sized body, his long legs that reached the other side of the tub had to bend almost in double, giving him no space to slide down. His head was dizzy; but he didn't care anymore whether it was from his hangover or from staying in the tub too long.

Aching all over for sitting too long in an uncomfortable position; he finally got up, drained the tub, and wrapped himself in towel.

That night, he lost his virginity.

It shouldn't be matter, he's not a girl anyway, and not that he would get pregnant. Besides, he was the one who did the penetrating.

Yet, the memory embarrassed him.

He shook his head as if he wanted to get rid of the obscene scenes that were happened few hours ago. But every time he closed his eyes, the image of the slender pearly-white body riding on him rewind back and repeated itself over and over again like a broken tape. He could still remember the warmth of Mochidzuki's body, his sweet gasps, his flushed face, and the intense sex.

He slapped both of his cheek with his hands to get a grip of himself. He put his briefs on, and without drying his hair properly, he went to bed and sleep.

But sleep never came. This time his memory kept replaying the scene that hurt him so much; it was when he heard Mochidzuki said that they were just sex friend.

Huh?


That part hurt so much?


Why?

The question suddenly popped-out in his head.

Didn't his heart ache because he lost his virginity? Or wasn't it because his so-called friend betrayed him?

Or...

The alternate thought scared him...

That he was hurt because Mochidzuki only considered him as a mere sex friend for releasing his desires and nothing more.

Wait, didn't that mean he wanted more than that?

More, as in to have Mochidzuki falling in love with him?

Was that the reason he got hurt??

The realization somewhat brought a brief of relief and more confusions at the same time.

He hardly ever thought himself gay.

His love interest was always girls. And it wasn't too long ago he just broken-hearted because the girl he had crushed on apparently already had a boyfriend.

But the funny thing was it didn't hurt as much as it was now.

Why?

.....

"Grrrh!" Kyou grunted in desperation.

He wasn't the hard thinker type; he liked it simple. Too much thinking was just toting-up his headache and he hated it. His motto was 'whatever will be, will be'. So it would be better to 'let it be', now, and think about it again tomorrow.

After came to such conclusion, he was drifted to sleep without noticing. And when he realized, it was already morning.



Kyou blinked his eyes as the sunlight peeked through the gap of his window curtains and fell on his face. His hangover was still there, but his mind somewhat felt at ease—only a little, though. He yawned and stretched his body like a cat, scratching his crotch over his slacks and sighed.

Hmm? No morning erection today?

He tapped at his unenergetic 'little brother', as if he wanted to wake him up—feeling a bit weird.

Well, somewhat he recalled that he had relieving himself, but his mind was hazy he couldn't summon up well; so he tried reviewing what had happened yesterday.

Oh, right. He lost his virginity.

The recollection doomed him; a dark cloud hanging over his head.

And wait! Didn't he think that he was gay too, last night?

The dark cloud over his head thickened rapidly and rain started pouring hard, not to forget the violent lightning that kept striking and electrifying his head.

He sulked in the corner of his bed hugging his knees, the rain kept pouring hard on his head; he felt like crying.

Oh god... he tousled his hair, bewildered. This was just like a manga story that his oneesan liked! He was wondering that she might give a fangirling squeal if she knew he was gay. But then again, his oneesan liked the pretty boy type, not a bear type like him. And what would his parents think about this? Would they kick him out and cut him off from the family tree? Would his brothers stopped looking at him in respect and began calling him names?

His mind started dawdling many ridiculous unnecessary thoughts.

Kyou sighed loudly and rest his head on the wall. Come to think of it, he might not be 100% gay since he never had any feelings toward any other men and never thought of them in 'that' kind of way. Maybe he was bi, or maybe Mochidzuki was special. Well, he was pretty, and kind [sort of], and very fun to talk with. They might not share the same interest, but they were in good terms together.

He still wasn't sure whether he loved Mochidzuki or not, and he wanted to make sure of it. So he jumped out of bed, washed his face and changed his clothes, and went straight to his office, ignoring the morning class he should have had that day.

Kyou was sure that after what he said yesterday, about not wanting to see Mochidzuki again, made him wouldn't come in his shift. But he knew Mochidzuki still had some business in illustration division, so he must have came today!



Kanoe was a little bit surprised seeing Kyou was coming on the day that wasn't his shift. Kyou laughed over it and said he was bored with his classes so he decided to ditch and came to the office. Kanoe allowed him to stay because Kyou gave an excuse that he would gain more experience points to level up his skill by 'learning by doing' rather than stuck with boring college theories.

And there was Arisawa Seiichi on his desk—or their desk, to be precise—working on an illustration. He was one of the company's talented illustrator; Kyou's senior in the office, and also a senior by a year in campus and almost graduated. Both of them were quite close and had already called each other by their given names.

Seiichi was actually good looking guy if he wasn't so sloppy. Unfortunately, he never took good care of himself; his hair was long and messy, his bangs grew too long it covered his eyes, and his clothes were always untidy. And sometimes—if he's too lazy—he wouldn't take a bath for a week, it made Kanoe—the fashionnista and a clean freak—went berserk!

Kanoe was once sent Seiichi home by force and ordered him to take a bath because he stink! And the smell was disturbing people who shared the same room as him. After that, Kanoe ordered him to bathe before he went to the office. He said that he didn't care if Seiichi hadn't taken a bath for a month and be as stink as he wanted, as long as he took one before coming to work. So, even though he still looked sloppy as he always was, he never gave foul odor anymore.

"Sei-senpai," Kyou greeted Seiichi casually and peeked over his computer to see what he was working at.

"Ah, it's you, Kyou-kun," Seiichi smiled, "It's been a while since the last time we've met. Ditching your class, today?"

"Yeah."

Though they worked in the same company and attending the same college, their schedules were always crossed path so they had a rare chance to meet.

"So, what are you working at now?" Kyou asked.

Seiichi leaned back on his chair, giving Kyou more space to take a good look at the monitor. It was a cute children illustration in pastel colors showing three children playing in a backyard.

"Kawaguchi-san's order?"

Seiichi nodded.

"It's done and I just have to send it to the layout division."

He merged down the picture layers and converted it from RGB* to CMYK** color mode, opening the local server network that connecting all the office's computers and clicking the children magazine's ID and copying the file there.

Done with the work, Seiichi didn't have anything to do, so they were chatting happily without noticing someone was coming.

But actually Kyou had seen Mochidzuki when he entered the room in the corner of his eyes—because he knew he'd failed depending on his ears, that he deliberately standing in the perfect place where he could see the entrance clearly; and also to make sure that he was being seen clearly too. But he was pretending he didn't see him and kept chatting with Seiichi.

As he predicted, Mochidzuki spotted his big figure in an instant, and when Kyou glanced up and met his eyes, his heart thumped harder for a split second.

That alone was enough to convince him that he was indeed in love with him.




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*RGB : Red, Green, Blue. The basic color scheme; the main purpose of the RGB color model is for the sensing, representation, and display of images in electronic systems, such as televisions and computers.
**CMYK : Cyan, Magenta, Yellow, Key [Black]; is a subtractive color model used in color printing.

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