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Holyfuck, amazing artist and here I come with my stupid sai drawing XD I'm drawing it atm, and very busy with the lineart =_= I'm just a young otaku. so i might have loads of mistakes for "pro's"

イヴ (ViViD's bass player) in Shoxx.

Disney fan...

Hot pic! Hahaha I'll post something hot too:

Patrick Ribbsaeter PETA ad...

Hello there!!,.. really enjoying your collections here!!!,.. So, heres mine again!!,.. Another collections of mine!!!^____^,... [/img] This photo was made using multiple techniques,.. Kure color, marker pen, washed water color and a pen as well,...^^,. [/img] while this one was made by HB pencil and an ordinary pencil as well,..^^,...

Well, I'm not that much of an artist... I'm more of a writer, myself, but I thought I'd share what I have done. This was the best traditional thing I've done. The title of this piece is Enchanted, and was drawn for my high school art 4 project. (We had to complete a sketchbook by the end of the semester, to show our progress though the semester.) This one is the last digital edit. I used a base from deviantart and edited the clothes and hair in MS Paint, then edited in the background. Tis Sephiroth and Genesis. And this is something that's gotten me a good bit of attention. I tested out my photoshop skills using a stock image from a friend of mine. This is the result:

This story takes us back on a much deeper understanding of the love between Suzuki Takeshi and Morita Toru from Takumi-kun: The Rainbow-Colored Glass. This is a story of love, friendship and the the ties that bind even from beyond. This story have gone through several revisions, formats and had taken several months to accomplish. I am finally pleased with the results and I hope I have given them justice. Hope you enjoy this experience. Special thanks to BLFreakgirl who made a personalized wallpaper image of this couple for me back in March. and Yuuchan (yunake) who made a fanvid of them for me. To everyone who continue to inspire me and encourage me, my heartfelt gratitude to you all. "The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love." - Lisa Loeb Suzuki Takeshi Morita Toru OF LOVE AND LOSS “So what do you think?” Gii eyed Suzuki curiously. “About what?” Suzuki replied not breaking his gaze on the chess board. “Oh come on! You know exactly what I'm talking about.” Gii looked at him amused. “No, I don't know what you're talking about. If this is your way of breaking my concentration, forget it.” Suzuki shook his head and moved his chess piece and batted the timer. “Kazuki Takahashi. The sophomore I introduced to you the other day. What do you think of him?” “He's okay, I guess.” Suzuki shrugged. “Okay? That's it? That's all you can say about him? Didn't you guys hit it off right away?” Gii looked surprised. “No, we didn't. I wasted 10 minutes of my time having to listen to someone ramble on and on what an amazing person Saki Giichi is. If you're trying to show off your fan boys to me in this school, it's not working.” Suzuki replied nonchalantly. “What the hell? I swear I thought he totally liked you. That weasel! He's gonna hear it from me.” Gii sounded very annoyed. After procuring such a potential guy for Suzuki and that person blew it. Damn it! “Nah! Forget about it. Seriously, dude..why you even bother introducing me to anyone. I already told you I'm not interested. You've already introduced 15 guys to me since last year. And I didn't even ask you to.” Suzuki smirked at him while he scratched his eyebrow with his thumb. “Well, I didn't want you to be lonely, that's all.” Gii smiled but his eyes looked at his old friend with genuine concern. “I'm not lonely. I'm fine.” Suzuki looks at him assuredly. He knew Gii was being worried about him again. Gii is one of the closest people in his life who is privy to his health condition. “Are you sure? 'Cause you look like you really need some company.” Gii obviously didn't look like he was giving up. “I swear Gii if you were not born to inherit your father's company, you would definitely have a promising future being a pimp for a club or a bar.” Suzuki chuckled. “Now that's just mean.” Gii sat back and frowned at his friend who obviously didn't look like he was taking it back. Gii narrowed his eyes studied him for two seconds and leaned over and said, “You really think so? I could be a great pimp?” He grinned. “Hai.” Suzuki nodded assuredly. “Good to know.” Gii nodded and smiled and moved a chess piece and batted the timer. The door opens and a tired-looking Akaike Shozo walks inside the room. “Tadaima.” “Okaeri.” Gii and Suzuki chorused. “How was your day in the office, darling?” Gii gives him a naughty smile while batting his eyelashes in rapid succession. “Not so bad. What are you two girlfriends talking about while I was gone?” Akaike took off his blue jacket, put it on a hanger and deposited it into the closet. “Fuck buddies.” Gii shrugged. “Dorm sex slaves.” Suzuki yawned. “Right.” Akaike snerked as he began untying his necktie. He wasn't the least bit surprised anymore with the choice of language those two shared when there were only the three of them together. Had they stopped talking like that then that would be just plain weird. He took off his white uniform and put on a fresh blue shirt. He decided he'd take his pants off later. He stretches himself on his bed and relaxes his head over his forearms. “So which of you two losers are winning?” He looks at them. “Me of course as usual.” Suzuki raised an eyebrow with genuine pride. “Not even close, nerd.” Gii frowned. “Checkmate in two, pretty boy.” Suzuki smirked. “Liar!” Gii huffed but his eyes roamed wildly at the chessboard wondering where those two moves were going to come from. Suzuki grinned, made his move and just like that, he won. “What the hell?” Gii looked at the chessboard aghast. “See? I told you, I'd get you in two moves.” Suzuki laughed triumphantly. “Whatever.” Gii turned away to face Akaike who was now leisurely browsing a sports magazine. “So how was your day like? Let me guess, the rich little brats have been picking a fight with the other rich little brats in class?” Gii raised an eyebrow obviously amused. “Well, yeah, there's that. They were about to stab each other with pencils. PENCILS! Stupid jerks.” Akaike shook his head in irritation as he flipped a page of the magazine he is reading. “I'm glad I don't work for the discipline committee.” Gii laughed. “Yeah but you got a trail of fan boys who follow you around like ducklings every single day.” Suzuki rolls his eyes as he put the chess board and chess pieces away before moving to sit on the edge of the bed because Gii is now lying on his stomach and has already occupied most of the entire bed space. “Oh yeah. That. Damn it.” Gii buried his face on the pillow and groaned. “Anyway, there was someone interesting today. Transferee. Freshman. Morita something. I forgot. Anyway, he arrived this morning to school accompanied by his mother. Quiet kid. Kinda shy but has inquisitive eyes. Matsumoto-sensei assigned me to tour him around the school on Monday since it'll be his first day.” Akaike yawned, laid the magazine on his bedside table and stretched his arms. “Transferee, huh? We don't get those types much in this school, do we?” Gii asked. “Nope. Not much at all. Quite a rarity actually. But the kid passed the requirements of this school so he's gonna be studying here for sure.” Akaike now stands up and starts to pull out a fresh pair of white pajamas from the cabinet. “Gii, come on, man. It's late. I'm sleepy. Go back to your room. Now.” Suzuki punches Gii's leg and tries to push him off the bed. “Don't wanna. I still wanna play with you, guys.” Gii whined and frowned but reluctantly moved away from the bed. “If you don't leave, we're gonna tell Hayama about this American greeting kiss thing and that you just made it all up.” Akaike grinned. “Alright, alright, fine. I get it. Goodnight, ladies. I'll see you both tomorrow.” Gii grudgingly heads towards the door. But only a few seconds after he has closed the door behind him, he opens the door again, sticks his head out and gives the biggest pout he could muster. “You're not gonna tell him, I just made that up, would you? I'd never get an excuse to kiss him in the open anymore. You know how I love it when he looks so flustered and cute when I do that.” “GOOD NIGHT, YOU SADIST! “ Suzuki and Akaike yells at him and throws a pillow which hits Gii right in the face and they all laugh.

Chapter 11 - Last wish. -Sanoo!! Where are we going? You're bleeding,damn it!-Narayama shouted,while the both were in the middle of one the street. -Stop screaming like a baby,Narayama.I don't know where to go and I don't care about the wound which is bleeding.-Sano shouted back. -Here it is...You're angry again...Now what? Instead of jumping on me,you will kill me this time?-Nara said with ironic note in his voice. -Don't even say that...I'll kill you. You're the most important person in my life,Narayama.Please.....forgive me for screaming..I'm just too confused.-Ichiro sighed,hugging tightly the other male. Hitoshi just smiled,hugging the other back and kissing his forehead. In the end,the two males decided to go in Hitoshi's house,because they thought that there will be better to stay,instead of being in Sano's house where Akira could find them easily. In the same time in Eiji was sitting in the living room with his broken phone in hand,because when he threw it away after the conversation with Akira,the phone broke. He looked at the clock on the wall and sighed.There were left few hours to relax,before to meet with Masato and see how he was. Because of one fucking mistake now his brother hated him.He was such an idiot to let this happen just now. It was already nightfall.It was raining and it was cloudy.Narayama was preparing something,because the both with were so hungry.Sano's wound was already bandaged,but he was in the kitchen with Nara,didn't want to lay on the bed. -So,what do you think to do now?-Hitoshi asked his lover. -I may go out for a walk soon and I need to go to take some things from my house.Don't worry,I'll come back.-Sano smiled.He was behind the other boy now,watching carefully how he was cooking. -You're like a real wife.-Ichiro joked. -Of course,I'm your wife after all.-Nara joked back,turning his head to steal a kiss from Sano. Soon as Ichiro said,he went out.Of course it wasn't exactly a walk,but more like he went to take revenge for yesterday.It wasn't difficult to find where were Masato's people and Sano knew that. He found few of them and beat them really badly.He wasn't worried about the police,because it was normal these days.Every single day many people were beaten like dogs in fights and no one cared about that.Usually Sano wasn't the type who was going to beat someone, but after what happened,he was ready to kill and his own brother for participating in such a thing. After he finished with the males,Sano leaved a simple message for Masato and the others: "The next time when we meet,I will pull out your hearts and will give its to the dogs." Ichiro went and to his house,to take few clothes and things which he needed.Just when he was ready to leave he saw the blood on his shirt and hit his head with a hand. How could he forget to change his clothes?The boy ran to the bathroom,took a shower and dressed himself,then leaved the house. One hour after Sano beat Masato's people,Akira went to want help from them for another problem with some school guys.He found the message on the ground and read it. -Sano.....-the male squeezed the paper where the message was written and clenched teeth.He took his phone and rung to Eiji. -Yeah...?-Eiji answered.He just woke up,preparing for the meeting with Masato. -You...and your fucking brother...Be prepared Eiji...I'll make your life Hell.-after these words Akira closed the phone.He rung to another guy - his right hand - Saito. -So,you understood me,right? I want him tonight,no matter what.-Akira said.He was so content from his plan that he couldn't even believe that he could think something like that.Soon he would show to Eiji and Sano that they don't have to play with him. In the same time - Eiji and Masato's meet. -How are you feeling?-Eiji asked,seeing how bad Masato was looking. -Hah,like you really care about me.-Masato mumbled. -I do...Never mind.It's not time for argues now.We have to do something,because everything is out of control.-Eiji said,looking at the other guy with very worried face. -Like I don't know Eiji...But what can we do? Look what Akira did to me?Do you think that someone can stop him?He's a monster.-Masato sighed. -You know,I think that Sano did something again...Because Akira called me...And he said that I have to be prepared.-Eiji sighed as well. -THAT IDIOT! I'm 100% sure that he went to fight with my people...You had to stop him!-Masato yelled,but few seconds ago,he felt his stomach hurting so badly and he squeezed the place from where the pain came. -Are you okay?-Eiji jumped from the chair where he was sitting,grabbing Masato's hand to see what happened. -...Your wound is opened...Let me help you..-he smiled lightly,grabbing few bandages from the table next to the bed where was Masato and doing everything which he had to,to close the wound. -Thank..you..-Masato mumbled,looking away. -Idiot,I'd do everything for you...-Eiji chuckled. -Don't say something so strange...And you didn't answer to my question...Why didn't you stop Sano?-Masato tried to sound more calm now other way the wound would open again. -And I have to ask you,why did you try to kill my brother?-Eiji finally became serious. -Because....You know Eiji...when it becomes to Narayama...I can kill everyone...And just...imaging how Ichiro was hurting my precious friend...made me really pissed off.-Masato tried to explain. -I think that...We both made our biggest mistake by even trying to hurt Sano,eh?-Eiji grinned ironic. -It seem so.-Masato grinned as well. Narayama was still waiting for Sano to come back when someone knocked on the door.The boy went to open the door,but there was no one.He went out to see and then,someone hit his head,pushing him immediately in one black car and leaving. Hitoshi's last wish before to swoon was to see Sano's face one more time,but was it possible?

Ohh if we are talking about koreans then I will say TVXQ guys are the best

I wanna be tongue.........

Talking about Koreans. Who wants them as boyfriend? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygGtpQb79eU&ob=av2n

Hot Korean fashion models... :msn_red_fox 6

Hot model from Pengyu Studio...

I like j-rock. So, here's some pics: Gackt: Ruki:

Sh** girls.... this is gonna kill me... mmm... I don't have a type.. but....this guy... best Henry VIII in life.. the hottest... I like bad guys.... gggrrrrrr....... -stares at his waist...or a bit down the waist- gggrrrrrr

haha! you're welcomee! a few more, then.. ;] this is for you too bridget!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jadIzv5ubMo i wanna be...micro...hand... finger... bottle...water...air.............................. .................................................. ........

tongues are good!!! wow! it suddenly became really hot!! NOT helping!! way hot! way way hot... Gosh!! wait! WTF? what the hell is he doing? why... what? Oh commom!! hell is hot enought on his own!

They sure do. They model for Tomonari.

Good Morning girls!!

Ofcourse, aside from that, I wanna share the highlights of my career as an architect also,.. so, its in here,.. enjoy,..^^,.. [/img] ------------------------------------------------------------------- [/img] ------------------------------------------------------------ These are made in mixed media technique.. The first one was made using colored pencil, pencil and the other one was made using water color, colored pen and colored pencils,.. ^_______^,..

ok, its my turn,.. I am an Architect here but aside from doing lots of building design, I grew up in a world with a very fashionable senses... On of my hobbies since childhood is to create fashion design,.. So its in here,... ^___^,.. [/img]

Oh, I think those would look cool colored ^^ I don't even draw on paper anymore, just digitally with a tablet XD I haven't drawn on paper since september, when I just started out drawing anime and manga style humans. But I have some old ones from 2010 that I made with graphite pencils http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/024/2/4/24aa226b703b7eff41398e647bf93bbb-d37xe5w.jpg http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2011/225/9/9/arthur_pendragon_by_nfj123-d46dvvr.jpg

alright then, I'll post first this is the last thing I've draw : http://www.freeimagehosting.net/41652 http://www.freeimagehosting.net/496e5

Lolz I just saw this Quiz and thougth I'd share it with every one http://quizilla.teennick.com/quizzes/20535520/what-bathroom-object-are-you I've got: XD.......

I love YO girls club!!! i'll share with you other beauty in my eyes... (not asian)

i'll use every word! sorry but it has to be like this... Holy Shit!!! I fucking love him!!! he is so freaking hot!!! i adore him!! i admire him!! and i love you for posting this sweetie!!

*kneels on the floor and kiss Bridget shoes* I worship you right now... it was 2:40 min like this i died, went to heaven and came back! that almost made forget my sweet sweet Changmin... quite an acomplish Hero!!! But oh well, even the straightest guy would be dazed right now!!

ok, i know he's ot asian but... who agrees that jared leto is like.. one of the most good looking men on earth???

Me...eating....whatever...while watching you dears....pics!!!!!!!

Paul u're killing us

Hi SHIROTSUKI!!!: OM!! Im dying with your words and pretty much overwhelmed with your kindness and good thoughts,..Thank you very much,, really a pleasure!!,.. I am indeed happy to hear those words from you,.. Every one of us has a talent, a talent that can be share with others and inspire their minds.. I am pretty sure that you have talent as well that might probably inspire others too,..^____^,V

Hi SHIROTSUKI:,.. Its my pleasure too,..^____^,.. I would probably create the best dress for you,..hihihiih,..^___^,.., Ive been doing that since child hood and until now.. I am happy enough doing those things,..Human figure most especially a women's figure are really one of a kind,.. They are very interesting and their shapes are nice concept to create such creations,...^^,... Hi MIXLOL:,.. I am doing all my stuffs manually. Using water color, kure color, colored pen, pen and ink as well as pencils and charcoals,.. I aint that good enough of using photoshop. Likewise, I dont use photoshop or any computer generated rendering processes. Doing it using freehand is my foremost strength and I really love seeing each lines being created by means of hands,..^^,..^____^,..

so... no sex... pregnant woman are virgin... what's next? Birds live under water and cows can fly? are they for real?! it is official that the world has gone crazy!! they lost it...

tonight from the pond the moon is rising * how gently the lght is sparkling in water - washing the bowl * I sing in language of trees the spring * the wholo tree is the swings of a little sparrow * send me some wind in the box for my garden * I‘m not afraid Of the simple words - That it Has already lost all its power - It’s just that my language is simple And I – like all Who was born as the trees (As the white trees Or the trees that have the black faces) And who was grown up as the man - So my words are this simple As it is for all Who has loved strongly And who Loves still * The knight With silver armour And the green cloak And his Frost-colored horse Went To kill the dragon (For it was necessary To save the princess (For the princesses always wait To be saved) - And their hands and their hearts Are promised for anyone) (Because anyone can become the king - And maybe he could become greatest of all) And anyone can Not love his wife Spending more time in the hunt Than at home - And he can have One beloved friend (That’s just the rumours – Stupid and wise And after that – The tomb of the marble The garlands of roses, the flags The choirs of girls And the tears (Of the friend, not the queen’s) – And – That’s how the fairy-tales end But this one Now is just beginning – So I repeat once more: The knight with the silver armours Went to kill the dragon… * I don’t hope anything From the evening Who pours the light into our glasses not evenly - I don’t hope anything Just a little Look of sympathy ‘Cause the hours are long For us Till our parting And the early sadness Like the roses Always is sad -- And I don’t want To see you Just to remember - Not like this But you, who’s from the dream Not the present But from the past – To touch Slowly sliding by The tail of your dress (Extended through the endless corridors of the time) - And you Have to drink The light of the evening From my glass too - ‘Cause I must have A very clear head And very sad heart - Although It’s still the hours Till our parting Our eternal parting - Once more * My lonely sister Like black-petalled flower you are Here near my feet Sitting in the warm dust of this night And your pale face Dissolving into the darkness of dried grass Black as the lonely crow That couldn’t sleep And couldn’t recall any brighter memories -- Here and maybe not You are under the longing sky – Here and there Hunting My dreaming soul And you My dark and cruel Diana Without any bow You have hunted me down But you - Alas! - You are already indifferent— * Lie In the shadow of grass Listening To the crackling like the flame grasshoppers Counting The airily swimming clouds One by one In the all worlds’ languages And never Remember your sadness Never Remember you love somebody (And that this someone Doesn’t love you) Remember nothing And so – Forgetting everything – You – in the quiet eternity Maybe till the evening * My battle’s flags Embroidered With the violet fleur-de-lis Swaying Over the endless sky Over The endless army of my enemies (The army from horses and men From the dragons and fear) The cohorts of the enemies Extended to the farthest horizons And I – The only one Under my flapping flags The blades Of the violet fleur-de-lis Near my face Show their clutches And my Flying death – And I – Without any doubt – Can see your shivering eyes Under the black veil After my battle is lost * Don’t try to talk To me this evening My heart is sad * Come to sit Under my blooming plum-tree The night is long * Recite to me The long poem of wind From your land * I’ve drawn The shadow for a cherry-tree An artificial noon * Give me your promise That you will Forget me slowly * Don’t drink From this cup There’s sadness * Don’t tell me You hate me I already know * On my book Dragon-fly’s shadow Reading over my shoulder * Who knows What poems were written into the grass So just read! * Red footmarks of lily On my fan imprinted - She loves me still! * How high is the ceiling In the house of the king! The stars are twinkling * Today the wind Is playing The flute of bamboo * Only the half Of blooming plum-tree Was left after the storm * In the garden’s pond The heron is fishing His white reflection * From my hair I’ve made a little cage For your nightingale * I’m missing Your shadow in my garden Not you * To watch How the light is falling On the things Those don’t have the bodies That’s all what you need For justifying This involuntary motion That’s called the life * I’m just the reflection of the dream Caged In the sloping mirror So helpless When repeating repeating repeating other reflections Absorbing the time Into my cold silvery body The infinity of my shapes The forms of my thoughts Flash swimming One over the other Like the little fishes On the surface Of the artificial moon * Say my name When the morning is falling Like the pink glass And breaking on the streets Remember me When the swallow is dying Under the rain And the children are crying By the window Hate me When the night is pressing Her hands to your body‘s Wiggling and creeping smell Enchant my name When the light returns And the leafs are praying on the mound When the hearing is hushing up And the noise is running From this life *

Now....holly shit!!! That's the sign that the world is ending for sure XDDDDDDDDDD

Few more cap pictures of two of them... I wonder what are they talking about... --;;; I don't remember any scene like this in the manga or anime... --;;; After this scene is the sex scene... ^^;;;; I want to see the movie... Yusuke and Shota did good job on there role.. I really worry about Yusuke... But, now I think why did I worry about... --;;; Any way... I just love this... ^^

Yes, that's absolutely true! My feelings exactly. Morita for me was not only kawaii but yasashii as well. He had this appeal like you just wanna keep him close and he's the type of lover who would be your bestfriend too. For Suzuki, he had that attractive loneliness in him. He's a bit cold because of his condition and he wants to appear strong to people. So the SuzuMori pairing really worked out to balance their personalities. That was my feelings too. Niji-iro Garasu is one of my fave TK films but I really wished they could have examined a bit deeper into their relationship. There were several voids here and there that needed answers. waaaah! Shin-Shin baby..that's just TOO ADORABLE!!! KYAAAAAAAAA!!! when i get a pet rabbit..i am SO gonna name it Shin-Shin baby. thanks bunny sis! you're the best. *hugs* Perfection. Wow. I'm almost speechless. This is tremendous. Thank you so much for considering it to this level. The Halloween party has been one of my most favorite scenes in the movie. I remember I would replay it several times because I loved the interaction and I got to see the way Morita looks at Suzuki and I can't help saying. "Gosh! He's really in love." It's so sweet. I wanted to be able to dig deeper into those feelings and I'm so glad you saw it in this fic. Thank you so much. I'm so pleased that you love this pair. Oh, yes the answer to Morita's no-show at the funeral. I felt strongly that there had to be a reason for it. For someone so in love like that. To break the rules. I wondered what could have held him back from just rushing to Suzuki's side and I thought...who could hold that much influence on him not to do so...and there it was the answer that made sense to me. Of course! It had to be Suzuki. No one else. I understand how you feel..totally! Their love did feel so unfulfilled. Writing this has been a personal longing to be able to fulfill the culmination of their love for each other. Thank you so much for loving this story. Awww! *hugs tight* I am very touched that it has affected you this much. I was crying too when I was typing it and I was crying at the same scene twice! It really hits me too. I hope you will able to watch the rest of the Takumi-kun movies. It's really a wonderful experience. The fifth movie will be released early next year.

“Takeshi, look what I found in the garden.” Suzuki's mother greeted her son as she opened the door. “Ma, I wish you'd stop sneaking and snatching plants from parks. You and Papa are really the same.” Suzuki playfully chastised his mother. He wanted to sound cheerful even though it was obvious enough they were both trying to sound upbeat despite the seriousness of his condition. “Oh come on...I'm sure you'll agree with this one.” She winked and gestured for Morita to enter the door of the suite. “Suzuki-san...” Morita smiled as he walked inside with the large bouquet of flowers in his arms. Suzuki's blinked in surprise. Not a word came out of his mouth. What was he supposed to say? A part of him was so happy to see him again and at the same time he felt embarrassed that Morita sees him in such a weakened state. “Hmmm...go take a seat over there, Morita-kun. Let me take care of these lovely flowers. I'll see if I can find a nice vase for this outside.” She took them from his arms and carefully laid the flowers by the table and left the room. “Hey...” Morita approached and pulled the chair closer to the bed. “Hey..” Came Suzuki's reply. A gentle smile on his face as feelings of comfort overcame him upon seeing Morita. Morita gazed at him. His eyes longing yet sweet. There was still puffiness in his eyes, a sure sign that he has been crying earlier. Yet there was twinkle in the tone of his voice. He too was feeling very comforted seeing Suzuki again. “I'm so glad to see you.” Suzuki smiled at the soft spoken Morita. Morita bit his lower lip. His eyes shyly moving from the bed to Suzuki's face. “I was actually kind of worried whether you wanted me to see you.” “Why would you think that?” Suzuki frowned, obviously confused at the statement. “Well, you never told me anything about your condition when we were together so I thought this was something you didn't want to share with me. Maybe you'd get mad that I just showed up here.” Morita looked at him. The pain in his tone may be subtle yet it reflected heavily in his eyes. There was a slight measure of hurt, sadness and quiet desperation. “But your mom told me everything I needed to know about your condition.” “Come closer, Morita.” Suzuki gestured weakly for him to approach the bed prompting the younger boy to stand from his chair and lean closer to Suzuki's side. “You think I wouldn't be this happy if I didn't want you to be here?” Morita shook his head slowly. “I guess not.” A shy smile forming in his lips. His fingers reaching for Suzuki. He feels Suzuki's fingers clasping his. He responded by gently rubbing his fingers. “I miss you.” “So do I.” Suzuki calmly replied. “That time we were together, all I wanted was to just see you and forget everything else. For the first time in a long time I have never been so happy in my life until the day I first saw you at the phone booth that evening. I told myself no way was I gonna remind myself how little time we have left. I wanted to see you smile. Not like this. Not the tears. I wanted so badly to smile too. It was never my intention to deceive you. And I'm sorry if you felt that way. But you do understand me, don't you?” Suzuki's voice was shaky yet firm. To Morita he was fighting a losing battle as he failed yet again to keep his tears at bay. He nodded his head while trying to rub his tears from his eyes. “Oh god, what am I going to do with you, Suzuki-san?” His chuckles were accompanied by a pained tone in his voice. Why? Why did it have to be this way? Why can't we just be together longer, much, much longer? Why now? Please don't leave me like this, Suzuki-san. Suzuki reaches out to hold his hand that was trying to rub off the tears from his face. Morita felt a bit startled with the gesture but he felt that hand slowly pulling his head lower. Lower. He could hear Suzuki whisper. “Kiss me.” It took only for a second when Morita' blinked in surprise at such a sweet yet daring request from Suzuki. As their lips touched, he felt a brand new sensation melding with the memory of their first kiss shared. This was more earnest. Even sweeter. He could feel Suzuki's tongue tip reaching his and he was already weak to deny him. So this is what a deep kiss feels like. His eyes were squeezed shut as if trying to store every bit of information in his mind. His heart beating wildly as he relished the kiss. It took him every ounce of self-control not to climb the bed and just straddle Suzuki. “It's not enough. Not enough...” Morita softly whined as their lips parted making Suzuki plant small kisses around his lips, amused listening to Morita's voice. The younger boy licked his lips. He was so overcome with emotions that the tears began to flow again. He nestled his head on the curve of Suzuki's shoulder and neck. He inhaled the scent of antiseptic aroma from the pillow. He squeezed his eyes shut to block off the reality of being in a hospital room and just focused on the sensations of the kiss they shared and the warm, breathing and very alive Suzuki patting his head. “Morita...I need you to promise me something.” “Anything..what is it?” Morita mumbled not bothering to raise his head from his current position so he could look at Suzuki properly. He feared what he might see in those eyes. “Promise me that you won't attend my funeral. I don't want my face on a large picture frame will be the last thing you will ever see of me. I want you to remember me just like this. Talking to you now. Kissing you. Holding you now while I still I can. These are mine to give while I'm still here. It's more meaningful this way. Can you promise me that, Morita?” Morita nodded and sniffed. “I promise.” He whispered. “I'm feeling rather envious of anybody who can see you everyday. I can't have you all to myself.” Suzuki chuckled. “Don't you dare say that!” Morita lifted his head. His brow furrowed. His voice shaky. His eyes wet from tears. “I'm all yours. I'm here. I don't wanna be anywhere else. I wanna see you everyday. I don't wanna go back...Suzuki-san...please.” Suzuki's tears ran down his cheeks continuously. The desperation and longing in Morita's voice rang in his ears. For the first time in his life, he felt being loved so differently and devotedly by someone other than his parents. He smiled at the thought he could die happy now knowing just that and being able to experience such love from a person. There was no doubt in his mind that Morita is definitely his one true love. He will never ever find another one like him in this lifetime. He had been very fortunate to have been given such a chance. He was not going to leave this world lonely as he imagined. “Morita...hey...it's gonna be fine. You don't have to come here everyday. This place is a long way from Shidou. I'm sure the school won't allow it either. You're gonna make a lot of people worry about you. I'm one of them. And with the way we are now, I'm sure you will try to stay late here with me. I'm alright now. You're here with me now.” “Well..would it be okay if I call you on the cell phone? My mom sent me one so she could call me easier than having to wait for my turn at the phone booth.” “Aha! So that's why I didn't see you there anymore.” Suzuki raised an eyebrow. “Eh? You mean...you looked for me there?” Morita's looked at him surprised. “Yeah..every night.” Suzuki poked him in the nose. A large smile now showed on Morita's face. Suzuki-san really looked for me. I wasn't the only one feeling the same way after all. We both fell for each other at first sight. Oh my god. Wow. “Hmmmm....I guess it's alright. I don't own one though. You could get my mom's number.” “Already did!” Morita grinned as he showed Suzuki the number saved on his phone book making Suzuki laugh. “You really love me, Suzuki-san.” “Of course, I do, silly.” Suzuki chuckled and ruffled his hair. Morita's eyes turned misty again and he rested his head beside Suzuki and reached for his hand and intertwined their fingers. “I love you, Suzuki Takeshi. I always will.” He uttered tenderly.

“You know what's happening, right?” Suzuki rested his temple on his knuckles. His eyes wandering sideways towards the window. The soft glow of the late afternoon sun shining on his face. Morita gazed at Takeshi's reflection on the glass window and nodded. There was never a doubt in his mind what was happening between them. A strong sense of warmth came over him. Yes, I know what's happening between us. All it took was one look at that precise moment they did not expect. He may have been tongue-tied whenever Suzuki appeared in his midst giving him the shiver of excitement in his heart. But now being here in this room with him, he did not feel the trepidation any longer. It all felt right. It's like it just all made sense. Everything just came into place. “People call it chemistry. Some call it gravity. There are some who say it's magnetic.” Suzuki turned his eyes towards Morita. Each statement punctuated with him coming closer towards him. “And some say it's a mystery.” Morita smiled as he felt Suzuki behind him now. He turned around to face him. Suzuki's fingers touch his cheek. His thumb carefully moving from his chin and outlining his lower lip. “I have never met anyone quite like you.” Suzuki's voice was gentle. “And I don't think I ever will again.” He smiled sadly. “Neither will I.” Morita replied. “I wish there was a way I can freeze this moment.” Suzuki's face was a few inches away from Morita now. “You're talking like you're saying goodbye.” Morita murmured. Their noses touching now. “Morita...I want you to remember me like this. I need you to keep this memory for us.” “Suzuki-san...” But before Morita could utter another word, he feels Suzuki's lips against his silencing whatever doubts, questions or confusion he might have had a few moments ago. Their eyes now closed as they both melted into a soft kiss gently teasing each other's taste. Morita intertwines his fingers with Suzuki's as they rake though his hair. Pulling his head closer as the kiss began to slowly deepen, neither of them wanting to let go. Time seemed to have passed between them. Suzuki reluctantly ended the kiss and smiled as he watched Morita's eyes still closed and slowly open realizing the kiss has already ended. “Is this your first kiss?” Suzuki licked his lips. His eyes watching Morita's reaction. “Yes.” Morita nodded as he tries to hide his cheeks beginning to redden. “I'm glad.” Suzuki smiled warmly as his gently lifted Morita's chin. “Me too.” Morita nodded and moved closer to lean his head on Suzuki's shoulder. “It's getting late.” The sun was setting as Suzuki observed from the glass window where they stood. “I want to see you again.” Morita closed his eyes as he inhaled Suzuki's faint cologne on his shoulder. His arms around Suzuki's waist getting a little tighter. Suzuki was grateful that Morita didn't get to see the deep regret etched in his eyes. What a cruel joke this is. For the first time in his life, he felt this good about someone only to leave him forever. His good arm held Morita closer to him as if to convey how much he felt for him. He felt Morita's arms encircle tightly around his waist. He could smell the fresh fragrance of the shampoo on his hair. He closed his eyes as he stored every bit of memory of Morita so close to him like this. “I would like that very much.” It was all Suzuki could say so Morita could not feel how much his heart was breaking. ----------------------------------------- It seemed like a million thoughts clouded Morita's mind as he walked towards the hospital where Suzuki was admitted. He remembered the terrible shock he had when the teacher announced that the president of the science club Suzuki Takeshi had to quit school because of a serious medical condition. He could barely pay any attention in class as his mind was filled with memories of Suzuki. Was he saying goodbye this whole time? Morita shook his head as if to fight off such morbid thoughts. Right now he felt very lucky to have been chosen to represent the freshman year to visit Suzuki. He clutched the bouquet of flowers close to his chest and smelled its fresh fragrance. Suzuki-san will love these for sure. He felt his heart leap as he entered the premises of the building. His excitement was growing as he walked along the hallway and spotting Suzuki's room. Yet as his hand touched the doorknob, he found himself unable to open it. What prompted him to hesitate to find out what lay before him inside this room? But didn't Suzuki-san say that he would like it very much if they saw each other again? He remembered those words clearly as they held each other that time in the science club room. He couldn't have been wrong. But his hand would not turn the doorknob to open. A sudden fear came over him. Would Suzuki-san want to see me? What would he say? He retrieved his hand and held onto the flowers in his arm. He took one last look at the door before him then turned and walked away across the hall. He asked the front desk where the men's room was located. He washed his face. His nose flared and sucked in his breath sharply as he tried to fight off the impending tears that were threatening to flow. He gazed at his reflection on the mirror and quickly slapped his cheeks. No. I won't cry. I won't. I didn't come this far not to see you. I still want to see you. I have to see you, Suzuki-san. He grabbed the flowers and left the men's room. He needed time to collect his thoughts but the solitude and stillness of the hospital lobby only made him more depressed. He needed to go out and breathe some air. One of the hospital staff directed him to a mini Zen garden at the top floor. Now surrounded by the kind of peace he sought, he felt his mind at ease. He walked towards the balcony and looking down from where he stood he spotted two boys dressed in the same blue jackets walking away from the building. He could not tell who they were exactly but he was not surprised that Suzuki-san had visitors from Shidou. Just as he was about to take a seat, he noticed a woman sitting on a bench at the corner staring at the mini man-made pond. Her eyes were undeniably sad. She looked like she had been crying for days. A sudden urge to comfort her overwhelmed Morita. He also missed his mother in Australia. He wished she was nearby and perhaps he could feel a little better. “Anou...I'm sorry to bother you but I could not help but notice how sad you look. If you prefer to be alone, I can leave.” Morita approached the woman. A faint smile curved in the woman's lips upon hearing Morita's gentle voice. What a sweet boy this is. “Those are lovely flowers.” The woman replied and gestured for him to take a seat beside her on the wooden bench. Morita smiled and nodded, relieved that the woman did not get annoyed by his presence. “Yes they are. I hope my friend will like it when he sees them. I'm just a little scared to see him right now.” “So you came all the way up here to gather some courage. Is that it?” The woman smiled again. “I guess so. But I don't want my visit to be waste since I'm representing my class.” “What school are you attending?” The woman leaned her head on her hand. “Shidou High Academy. I'm a freshman student.” “Oh, how lovely. I have a son who goes to school there too.” “Really? May I know his name? I might have met him too.” The woman shook her head sadly and smiled. “He's a sophomore. He had to quit school. His condition is now complicated and that's why he's here.” Morita's eyes rounded. He could not believe that the woman he was talking to was Suzuki's mother. There was only one sophomore in Shidou that quit school that he was aware of. He felt his heart beating faster. Here he was trying to weigh the odds of whether he should show up at Suzuki's room or not only to find himself talking with his mother of all people. Only one name appeared in his mind. “Suzuki Takeshi.” Morita uttered his name to the woman's surprise. “How did you...? Yes, he's my son. Are you by any chance Morita Toru? My son mentioned he has a friend who's a freshman in Shidou by that name.” Morita hung his head low. The tears he had been trying to keep at bay were now flowing as he wiped them away with his hand. He did not want Suzuki's mother to see his face. “I'm so glad you came, Morita-kun. My son has told me so much about you.” Despite her tear-swollen eyes, Suzuki's mother smiled happily and gently patted him on the back.

“Hey guys! What do you think?” Takabayashi walked into the mini theater and pranced with the brightest orange cape and plastic Pumpkin hat. Shozo merely shook his head in amusement at Takabayashi's antics. Gii chuckled knowing the atmosphere was going to be cheery for all of them. He examined his watch, it was a quarter to 11:00 AM. The four of them have laid out all the food and drinks even the decoration on the wall. He and Takumi still had not been able to talk properly since last night but they managed to work together for the party. He had excused himself and promised to return much later. Gii understood his lover needed some time to be alone to think things over. He just hoped he didn't take too long. Ten minutes later, a nervous but smiling Morita arrived and Gii greeted him. “Ah! Morita-kun! Glad you could join us.” “Gii-senpai...I hope I'm just on time.” Morita bowed as Gii put his arm around his shoulder as they approached Takabayashi and Akaike who were sitting by the table and poking at the snacks. “Your timing's perfect. Now I want you to sit right here. Well, I'm sure you already know my friend Shozo of the disciplinary committee.” Gii pulled up a seat and gestured for Morita to sit on. “Tsk..I feel like an old man when you introduce me like that, Gii. I'm glad you could join us, Morita-kun.” He extended his hand and they shared a handshake. “This one here is Takabayashi Izumi of the astrology club.” Akaike pointed at their friend and grinned. “ASTRONOMY! GODS! Don't listen to him, Morita-kun.” Takabayashi readily shook Morita's hand. “You're a cute one, huh! Good job, Gii!” Takabayashi gave Gii a thumbs up. “Shut up, you!” Gii chuckled. Morita blushed red and began to stammer a response. “Ah..anou...I'm not cute. I'm honored to meet you too, Takabayashi-senpai.” He bowed before taking a seat. “Ah! No need to be so formal around here. We're happy we have a cute freshman in our little party here. So relax, ne?” Takabayashi patted his back. “Ah hai...arigatou gozaimasu.” Morita smiled at everyone. A few minutes passed and Takeshi arrived. Upon hearing his voice, Morita felt his heartbeat quicken. He made it! He really made it. He pursed his lips. His eyes following him as Gii pointed him to sit right beside him. Morita smiled and he hoped the others didn't notice he was staring at him the whole time. “Now two of our most important guests are here. I'm sure you two have met before.” Gii gave them a wink and patted their shoulders. Finally, I got both of you together close like this. He felt a little proud of himself now. They both looked really happy to see each other and he did notice the way Morita watched Takeshi when he arrived. That unmistakable excitement in his eyes. This is going to be one very successful party for sure...now all that's missing is my Takumi. I hope he's okay. “Morita-kun...it's nice to meet you here.” Suzuki smiled raking in every detail of the boy beside him. He really is cute even up close. Thanks to Gii we got this chance to be together finally. “Yes, me too. It's so good to meet you again...anou....I mean to be here. Sorry!” Morita was nervous. Damn...was I too obvious? Please don't think I'm weird! Takeshi chuckled. “Relax. This is supposed to be a party. I know you're nervous 'cause you're surrounded by these crazy guys especially Takabayashi.” “Awww...come on Suzuki-kun.....don't scare our cute kohai here. Don't mind him, Morita-kun. Underneath all that seriousness, he's really a kitty cat.” Takabayashi winked at Morita while he opened the box of Belgian chocolates. “Who you calling a kitty cat?” Suzuki poked him at the shoulder yet his eyes looked hungrily at the chocolates. “Well, you look like a cat especially when you laugh, that's why. You should end your sentences in 'nyan'.” Takabayashi made a moe neko pose and began to paw Suzuki's shoulders. “He's a nut case. Forgive him, Morita-kun.” They all laughed. The party proved to be a success. Morita was able to relax and chatting with everyone. Suzuki and him were making light conversations although there was still a hint of awkwardness between them. The more Gii saw them together, the more he is convinced Morita is definitely the right person for his friend. If only the freshman knew how important his presence means on this occasion. Much to Gii's relief, Takumi finally joined them at the party after having disappeared for a while. He could see that his lover was still not comfortable with Morita's presence but he decided he can deal with that later. But he hadn't expected that later had come too soon when Takumi abruptly ended his violin performance in front of everyone and quickly ran out of the mini theater prompting Gii to chase after him. The mood in the theater only changed momentarily as Morita observed. Akaike only raised an eyebrow but continued munching on the bag of potato chips. Takabayashi was still lively as ever as he poured another glass of grape juice for himself. As for Suzuki, he watched him take another bite into the Belgian chocolate. Why did Hayama-senpai just run off like that and everyone seem to be behaving like it was no big deal? Oh crap...I hope I didn't do anything wrong...but what could I have done anyway? Hmmmm...but I did notice Hayama-san glaring at me earlier. Man...this is driving me nuts. Since there was no telling when the couple would return to the party thus Takabayashi and Shozo decided to see what Gii and Takumi were up to. What Morita and Suzuki did not know was it was merely a ruse. The real reason was actually to give them privacy to get to know each other more. -------------------------------- Since their friends showed no signs of returning to the party anytime soon, after clearing up a bit of the mess on the table, the pair decided to go outside for a change of scenery. Together they walked under the tunnel. Stealing glances at each other. The quiet excitement in their eyes and the smile etched vividly on their lips. Finally alone with Morita, Suzuki felt a rising sense of fervor in his heart. Something he has never ever felt before. He has lived a life where everyone had to be careful around him and it was difficult to form any strong relationships that went beyond family. It was only in Shidou he has come to find really good friends like Gii and Shozo, they're the kind of friends who did not patronize him or cuddled him. For the first time in such a long time, he felt that independence he craved. But being with Morita now, spending time with him like this was more than he could ever ask for. This is unexpected. This is special. How he wished they had met a long time ago. The more they talked, the more his attraction grew. Morita is intelligent, engaging, intuitive, cheerful and friendly. His gentle eyes and the shy smile he would make every now and then in his direction amused him that he could be the source of such a reaction from someone. Being around the freshman like this made him really happy. It didn't matter anymore that this was going to be the last day he was going to be in Shidou. He would be damned if he didn't take this chance to get to know more about Morita. ------------------------------------ Morita could not quell the sheer excitement and delight in his heart as they walked together around the school. There was something about Suzuki that intrigued him from the moment he saw him for the first time and that fascination grew much more as he listened intently to Suzuki's stories, his passion for Science and some anecdotes about his life in general. He was eloquent, good-natured, respectable, engaging and very intelligent. The nervousness they shared earlier was slowly ebbing away and there was nothing more that Morita wanted but to spend more with him. Learning more about the man that touched his heart. He was looking forward to spending more time with Suzuki everyday in Shidou. Time seemed to fly by without them noticing as Suzuki was feeling tired from walking around the school grounds and decided to invite him to the science club room much to Morita's anticipation. There he saw the gleam of pride that was on Suzuki's face and the tone of his voice as he talked about the activities and experiments and discoveries the club has made. The more he listened, the more he felt even more convinced he should have joined the club the first time. “I have a confession to make. I used to watch you right there by the bench. I would look up and see the rainbow-colored light reflecting through these glass windows. They looked very beautiful.” Morita poked at the glass window. His eyes glowing with thoughtful remembrance. “I know.” Suzuki nodded and smiled. “Eh? You do? Uh...ahm...wow. This is embarrassing. I mean how did you know?” Morita looked mortified. “What do you think that telescope over there is for?” Suzuki pointed at the telescope behind Morita making the boy cover his face in utter embarrassment. “Anyway, there's something I want to give you.” Suzuki opened the drawer and took out two pieces of films. “This here...when you hold it up to the sun and use this other film over it, it will refract rainbow-colored lights on anywhere you direct it to.” “Just like the ones I used to see when I would sit outside by the bench.” Morita smiled as Suzuki handed him the films.

Suzuki was feeling the stress of using only his left hand while he worked on his tasks in the science club room. So many thoughts came to mind as he looked outside the window. He needed to make his current light refraction experiment work. He intended to make this his legacy to the Science club. He examined his right hand and tried to move his fingers, seeing that they did not respond and only hurt, he stopped. Gii had told him about what happened to his consultation with specialists in the States. He could not bear to watch the deep regret in Gii's eyes that time. He has never seen his friend so afraid and unsure for as long as he's known him. Gii felt like he had deeply failed his friend and himself. The prognosis was grim. He tried to forget how his parents sounded on the phone during his last conversation with them the other evening. He was going to delay the inevitable as long as he can. Gii and Shozo were very aware of the non-mobility of his hand. He had been advised by his doctor to report the slightest symptoms but he made his two friends swore not to tell anyone. He was determined to see this through. He still had one good hand. He could still do many things while he still can. He was not going to give up too easily. He looked at the references he had on his table and noticed he was missing a book he needed to complete his experiment. --------------------------------- Morita had again declined another club invitation from his classmate. Ever since he arrived Shidou, the students have been very enthusiastic to invite him to club activities. If there was a mystery book club or a library club invitation, he would have said yes in a heartbeat. But there were no such clubs in existence in Shidou much to his dismay. The library had been his source of peace and here with the wealth of mystery books it provided, he felt right with the world again. He found his book and settled on the long oak table and turned to a page that he bookmarked earlier. Time seemed to have passed and Morita was deeply immersed in his book when he felt a sudden presence that made him look up. And there stood Suzuki on a stool reaching for a book on the shelf. A smile came to Morita's face. Another chance of seeing him again, he thought happily. He thanked again whatever gods that made him decide to stay in the library at this very moment to catch a sight of the young man. He noticed that he was browsing the bookshelves with his left hand while the other hand remained in his pocket. He didn't know what was the deal with that but he thought it best not to pry too deeply. What made him mad with curiosity was what kind of book did Suzuki borrow from the library. He made a mental note to find out about it later. Truth be told Morita was actually anxious to talk to him. But for the life of him he was tongue-tied whenever the other boy appeared. To calm his anxiety, he did his own research to find out certain details about Suzuki Takeshi and it made him even more curious than ever. He wanted to know more. To him, he was like a mystery but he was not sure yet if he wanted to solve or continue being fascinated with. He found out he kept company with one of the most respected and most popular students of Shidou namely Saki Giichi, Akaike Shozo, Hayama Takumi and Takabayashi Izumi. What would it take to be part of such a tight group if only to get close to Suzuki? But he realized it was going to be hurdle since he was still a freshman and a transferee at that. It seemed Suzuki was taking his sweet time browsing at the book shelves. He already found the book he needed. He recalled that feeling of utter surprise finding Morita in the library as he entered. Perhaps saying a few words to him would be nice but seeing how immersed he was in his book, he doubted if the other boy even noticed his presence. It would have been rude of him to disturb his reading. Yet a sense of warmth enveloped him having seen Morita again. That was all the mattered for now. He really should be able to talk to him next time but he had a task waiting for him in the science club room that needed his attention. He reluctantly stepped down the stool and walked away to find the librarian. The book he held in his hand was Fractale. ------------------- Morita inhaled the crisp breezy air as he relaxed by the bench calmly watching the window across him. Suzuki was like clockwork and it didn't take much effort for Morita to find out the time he would be at the science club room. He chuckled at the thought of him being some kind of stalker but he knew he was far from it. He did sense there were some students who were quite helpful with him whenever he made some inquiries about the sophomore. When he found out Suzuki was the science club president, he could not quell the excitement in his heart. Now here he was several meters away enjoying the quiet surrounding while adjusting his vision as rays of colored light shone reflected across the windows. He gently ran his fingers over the red book on his lap. Fractale. Speaking of helpful students, Hayama-senpai had been one of them. If it wasn't for him, he would not have been able to find this book. Yet he felt rather curious at his senpai's seemingly odd behavior these past few days. There had been several times he had been approached by Hayama-senpai and at each time he looked like he was going to tell him something only to stop himself. He wondered if he had said something to offend him but their earlier exchange ended abruptly when he admitted he felt a bit envious that he got to be friends with such great people. But he did mean it. How he wished he could see Suzuki as casually as they could.

“Ah more assignments...sometimes I feel like an employee at my dad's company.” Gii closed his eyes as he gently massaged the bridge of his nose. He sighed then looked at the stack of folders on the oak table. “The student council is swamped so they asked for our help. The sooner we get these things up to speed, the sooner we can all move past this.” Akaike shrugged and continued making notes on the pad paper. “Oh yeah...speaking of Student Council...was it Misu who asked the favor?” “Uh huh..” Akaike nodded. “I see. Was he alone in the Executive Room? Or was Ooji with him?” Gii continued. Akaike took a momentary pause from writing and raised an eyebrow at Gii's question. Strange that he would bother even asking such a question but seeing no harm in it, he replied. “No. That freshman kid Shingyouji was with him.” “Ah, that guy. He's like some kind of puppy always following him around. You think Misu likes him?” Gii mused. “I don't know and it's none of my business either. Besides, with that guy...it's hard to tell what's going through that head of his.” Akaike replied but continued making his notes without looking up at Gii. “I guess you're right. But speaking of liking someone. You remember what happened in the cafeteria the other day, right?” This time Akaike looked at him. “Yeah...and your point is?” He figured Gii was up to something and was going to get him involved in it as well. Not that he minded very much but if there was anyone in this school who was most concerned of Suzuki's health and love life...it would have to be Gii. He had been pimping his friend to every candidate he thought was worthy of his attention and possibly affection. All of which have been declined by Suzuki who didn't show the least bit of interest.. “Maybe we should do something about it to bring them together. It doesn't have to be anything elaborate. Just make it as subtle as possible. Like you know...we make up some opportunities so they can see each other around in school a lot. Something like that. Takeshi and Morita-kun should figure out what to do with the rest.” “Well, you can start by NOT pimping Takeshi with other guys then.” Akaike smirked. “Oh yeah..of course! None of that. Club Gii is now officially closed!” Gii laughed. Akaike merely shook his head. --------------------------------------------- True to his word, Gii began to put his plan into action. He tapped into his own network of Shidou students to keep an eye on Takeshi and Morita. Making them meet at times or at least pass the same hallway. The library, the cafeteria, the school grounds, the dorm building, the lobby. He had to work as subtle as possible. He didn't want to arouse any suspicion from the two. Gii may have given up his role as pimp but he sure as hell was not gonna give up on the chance for his friend to find someone meaningful in his life. If there was something he was good at aside from the all the other things people deemed him as being an expert of, he was a natural-born strategist. He learned from the best. He wasn't the sole heir of a business empire for nothing. But there was also that side of Gii who would go the extra mile for a friend and Takeshi had been a good friend since their freshman days. Since day one, Takeshi was straightforward in his views. He was always his own person. He didn't hang around Gii for the superficial self-serving reasons like other people did. Takeshi was just Takeshi. No ifs and buts about it. Intelligent, analytical, reliable, witty, loyal and determined. If Akaike was his right hand man, Takeshi would definitely be his left. Takumi would be his heart. He smiled at the thought. Gii also knew time was running out and he needed to act fast. His recent trip to the States proved to be a crushing disappointment. He squeezed his eyes shut as if trying to block the conversation he had with the specialist regarding Suzuki's delicate health condition. ----------------------------- Morita thought his heart was going to jump out his chest as he passed by Suzuki at the hallway towards the library. They were walking at opposite directions. He mustered up his courage to walk nonchalantly but he could feel his cheeks heating up so he simply bowed his head in recognition and kept his eyes on the floor. Had they made eye contact, he would be standing there frozen. It was never Suzuki's style to walk with his eyes on the floor. His confidence would not allow it nor would his personality. It's just that Morita seemed to pop up at the oddest of times and before he could utter a word of greeting to the freshman, Morita would simply bow his head and keep walking away with his head low. How in the world was he supposed to react to that? It would have been suspicious if he followed him. What if he was the only one feeling this way? He turned around and walked towards the stairs. Perhaps next time they pass by each other he hoped they would be able to strike a decent conversation. It is at this moment, Morita takes a peek from the wall where he hid to catch a glimpse of Suzuki walking away. A happy smile etched on his lips. A feeling of contentment having seen him for the day. He thanked whatever gods there were to make such moments possible for them to meet even without an exchange of words. To Morita, these days were special. The more he saw him, the more his admiration grew. He wanted to know more and more about Suzuki Takeshi if only he wasn't consumed so much by his bouts of nervousness. He always felt tongue-tied whenever he saw him. What would he say? What if he was the only one feeling this way?

Nothing beats a nice warm shower before bedtime, Suzuki draped the damp bath towel over his shoulders. As he walked along the hallway towards his room, he hesitated. Hmmmm...I think I should call Ma about getting my prescription refilled. He turned towards his left and went down the stairs and proceeded to where the dorm's telephone was located. He usually preferred such late hours to make his calls since he didn't have to put up with the hassle of the other boys using the phone. He always preferred to make his calls as private as possible. He didn't like the idea of people eavesdropping on his conversation with his parents especially since it was mostly concerned about his condition. But to his surprise, someone else was using the phone at this hour. He wondered if he should just turn back and return to his room and call his mother tomorrow night instead. But just as he was about to turn back.... Laughter. And it wasn't the boisterous type either. It sounded like the kind of laughter that made you turn your head to find its source. Strangely it sounded like you wanted to listen more of. Suzuki smiled at the thought and ironically found himself in the most unlikely position he had wanted other boys not do while he was on the phone, eavesdropping. He leaned by the wall and hid himself from view. “Hahaha! That's so funny! I should remember that.” “Yeah, I'm okay. I'm eating well. The food is good. My room mate is a funny guy. He likes cracking jokes too. I should share this one you told me with him. He'll get a kick out of it, I'm sure.” “Eh? Really? That's so cool! I'm really happy for you. Thank God, you got it. I got good news too. They made me class monitor! Haha!“ “Uh-huh...hmmmm..I guess....I could ask around. Maybe. I will. I promise.” “I promise to do that tomorrow. Really! I was going to. Yeah. I know. Me too. I hope your colds go away. Please don't get sick. Please take some medicines.” “Alright, alright...you too. Miss you too. I love you, Mama. Bye. I'll talk to you soon. Good night.” Ah, so he was talking to his mom. Suzuki smiled. It was rather refreshing having to listen to a lighthearted moment on the phone between mother and son. Most of the guys he knew didn't quite share that kind of sweet relationship with their parents. He thought about his mother. Of course, he loves his parents very much but then he was raised differently and with the added burden of his condition, things were not always what he had hoped to be and made him see things in a different light. Hmmm...I guess I should be talking to my mother after all. As Suzuki moves away from the wall where he was standing, he finds himself face to face with the gentlest eyes he's ever seen in his life. Morita stood frozen from where he stood. No words were spoken. Neither of them could pull their gaze away from each other. How long has it been? A minute or two? Neither of them knew. Suzuki didn't understand what force just held him there. Why couldn't he move? Morita wasn't sure why he couldn't peel his eyes away from the man that stood a few meters away from him. He couldn't even dare himself to blink. “Anou...” He stammered. The silence now broken, Morita reluctantly felt he had to say something. “Hai?” Suzuki replied. The sound of his voice alone made Morita's heart beat faster. What is with this guy that I should feel this way? “Are you going to use the phone too?” Morita asked him gently. “Yes, I was going to.” “I hope you didn't wait too long. I'm really sorry.” Morita bowed apologetically. “No. Not at all.” Suzuki shook his head and smiled. Morita felt his heart skip with the smile and he instinctively smiled back at Suzuki. “I guess I should be going now. Good night.” Morita gave him a slight bow and began to walk towards the hallway to where Suzuki now stood. He still could not pull away his gaze from him and it felt like everything around them slowed down a bit. Their eyes focused on each other the entire time until finally Suzuki was snapped back into reality. Morita was now walking down the stairs to the end of the hallway. What just happened here? -------------------------------------- For Suzuki Takeshi the evening had never been better. After a rather lighthearted conversation with his mother on the phone, he suddenly felt a sense of warmth around him. As he returned to his room, Shozo noticed the change in his face but chose not to pry any further. He just kept reading his book and scribbling on his notebook. Suzuki laid his aqua blue bath towel on the chair beside the study table. He laid down on the bed and closed his eyes with a smile on his lips. The image of those gentle eyes staring back at him still in his mind as he plays back the entire scene in his head before sleep quickly overtook him. I wonder who he is. ------------------------------------- Morita Toru tossed and turned in his bed. For the life of him, he could not sleep. He felt his heart was racing. He envied his room mate who has been happily snoring in his sleep hours ago. He looked at his bedside clock and saw it was already 12 midnight. “This is insane.” He thought. He tried to smother himself with his pillow but he could not keep still. He could not close his eyes to sleep. He kept replaying the scene that transpired earlier. Morita Toru, mystery novel fan boy and firm believer of fate and destiny just had the surprise moment of his life. One that he will never be able to forget and is the cause of his sudden bout of sleep deprivation. I wonder who he is.

“Is everything going well for you there? Are you alright?” He rolled his eyes for what seemed like the umpteenth time in a row. He didn't realize that his mother's worry for him could manage to reach a certain level of annoyance for him How many more times would he have to convince her that he's fine and that there was nothing to worry about? “I told you I'm alright. There's nothing to worry about, okay? I'm fine. If anything comes up, you're the first to know. I promise. How many times do we have to go through this?” “Well, don't sound so annoyed. I'm your mother for God's sake. I have every right to worry, you know. You're so far away. “ “I know...I know.” He leaned his head to the wall and closed his eyes. “Well, I just wanted to make sure you're alright. Remember to call me if anything happens. I don't care what time it will be. Don't you dare hesitate.” “Hai. Goodbye, Ma.” “Goodbye. You take care of yourself, you hear?” “I hear you.” Suzuki Takeshi let out a deep sigh after putting the phone down. Why did it always have to be this way on the phone with his mother? It's not like he was fragile for God's sake. Okay, he admitted he had a serious bone condition but he was determined to live a meaningful life in Shidou. He's gone a year without any major incident and he damn will do his best to see it through this as much as he could. He didn't really blame his mother's ever-growing concern. His parents and doctors were staunchly against his decision to go to high school. Opting that he would be home schooled instead. But the thought of being cooped at home was murder for him. In the end, he managed to convince his parents of his decision to enter Shidou High Academy. Despite much reluctance on their part, his parents eventually agreed provided he followed some ground rules, one of them being able to update them regularly of his condition. They could not deny him in the end. He was their only son after all. They would have moved mountains for him and he knew it. I should get back to the science club, he thought. ------------------------------- “How are you enjoying the tour so far, Morita-kun?” Akaike Shozo patted him on the shoulder which earned a self-conscious smile from the freshman. “Very much, Akaike-senpai. My mother and I only saw a bit of Shidou last time we were here before she left for Australia. And now having seen more places, I am very happy to be here.” “Well, you know the drill. Keep your grades up. Your manners checked. I'm sure you'll get along with a lot of people here.” Akaike smiled at him and patted his shoulder. “I look forward to that very much., Akaike-senpai.” He nodded. “Hmmmm....lemme check my list here. I hope I'm not skipping anything else. Aha...so we've been to the cafeteria, the dorms, the classrooms, the gymnasium...hmmm...what else?” Akaike studied his folder while Morita looked around savoring the atmosphere around him. He felt excited. He felt good. I'm so glad to be here. He made a mental note to tour his mother around the school grounds when she came to visit. Shidou felt like another world to him. A kind of world he has never been before. None of the schools they visited ever gave him this much high. He must have been overwhelmed and it felt good. He decided that this is where he can belong and make the best memories as he could. “Oh yeah...I think you'll like our next stop. One of Shidou's finest...the library.” He smiled. At the very word “library”, Morita's eyes widened and his ears perked up at the sound of it. He loved it. He did see a preview of the library from one of the school's brochures and he knew there was a whole lot more to it. The Shidou High Academy Library earned the ranking of one of Japan's best libraries. The anticipation to see it and hang out there as much as he can in the future was making his heart skip. “Alright, library it is! Follow me.” Akaike tucked the folder underneath his arm and walked ahead of Morita who was trying to contain all his excitement as best as he could.

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