Deceptions

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi's jaw dropped and he let out a chuckle. Student teacher? Whoa! He laughed a little louder and looked at him.

"I guess you were a good student, eh?" He joked quickly but stopped to endulge in the story a little more, actually squirming on the inside when he told him how thought Aaron was cute but it was taking a quick turn when he compliment him rather than the other boyfriend. He laughed and shrugged.

"Well, what cna I say. Blame the genes." He winked at Yasuko and leaned forward to grab his wine glass and drank the rest down. He sighed and leaned back again, leaning on the brown leather chair positioned beside the table.

"Well, I guess we both have bad partners. I must say I think you have chosen the best man in the world to date. Me! Vice versa as well!" he said with a confidnet and happy smile. He was loving this! Chatting had never been so much fun.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, taking another drink of wine, suddenly feeling very full. He laid his chop sticks down and sat back, crossing his legs on the floor and leaning back on the heals of his hands. He watched Hiroshi for a long moment, his mind considering how the hell he was going to break up with Aaron. The guy would go postal. Probably smack Yasu around a little before hunting Hiroshi down and castrating him. Yasuko didn't understand his possessivness. For all the time they spent together, he really had no place to be. Yasuko certainly wasn't. He didn't care where Aaron was at any given moment. He was probably screwing one of his students as they spoke.

Yasuko shook his head. They certainly did had bad other halves, but Yasuko was just glad he had met Hiroshi by chance. It had given him more than anything had. Given him hope that maybe he didn't have to be stuck with Aaron until God came back. He smiled a little and then shook his head again.

"Okay, new subject, I hate thinking about that one!" he said, annoyed that he had even brought it up.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi nodded in response, continuously eating knowing that he was very full , but was still in the mood to eat. He sighed out and leaned back after taking one last little bite of his food, laughing lightly as he thought of a way to brighten up the mood.

"Okay, when did you realize that I was hot? Was it right away or did it take a few seconds?" He laughed and pushed Yasuko's leg playfully. "Just teasing, hun." He smiled and closed one eye and thought.

"Okay I have one! What is the most annoying thing about Aaron that you can't stand?"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko moaned, falling back on the floor, putting two hands on his face to think. For a long time he just laid there, thinking about it. What didn't he hate about Aaron? There were so many things to hate. Yasuko sat forward again, leaning on his right hand and running his left through his hair. He bit his lip still trying to think. Then he gasped.

"Oh, God, I know," he said, leaning forward drawing his knees up under him again and leaning on the table. "Okay, in the morning...like, on the weekends, when he comes up, he'll always get up at like five in the morning--first of all waking me up, which I don't want to be on the weekends--and he goes into my kitchen and he works on his computer. And that's all he does. Every time he comes over. And then he leaves around twelve or so, after saying maybe two things to me. He doesn't talk to me for a couple days, and then when he calls, he demands to know who I've been with, when, and where," Yasuko said, then shook his head in frustration as if it were happening right now.

"It drives me nuts!"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed at his response. Was that the wrong kind of question? Hiroshi smiled and sat back, lifting his right leg to lean on it with his hand. When he gasped Hiroshi jumped not really expecting the silence to have been broken anytime soon. He watched Yasuko suddenly get new life and quickly described something he hated, which in turn made Hiroshi mad and made him want to go to Aaron and give him a nice chunk of his mind and a good lesson on how to teach people with respect. Ugh, he had only seen him once and had a run in with his assertiveness and he hated him. Hated him with such a passion that it made Hiroshi mad to think that Yasuko was going to talk to him.

"God I'd kill him. Death would come!" He shook his head and rolled his eyes. "This isn't as bad as yours but it kills me. Lydia, god shoot me now, will pick at her food like a bird and eat. That is bad, but she'll eat and chew with her mouth open." Hiroshi hissed and was ready to just punch a whole in the floor.

"Ugh, god! I hate her. Everything about her. Her hair, her smell, her clothes, her voice, her eyes, her mouth, the way she moves, talks, eats, sings, yawns, laughs..." Hiroshi sighed out feeling his blood pressure being raised. Okay that was a bad way to turn the conversation.

"God! What the hell am I still doing with her? Why did we end up dating these losers?" He laughed lightly and grabbed Yasuko's hand. "Thank god we found each other, yeah?"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, squeezing the man's hand and nodding. He didn't know what he would do if it weren't for Hiroshi. Probably be at home with Aaron right now. The thought made him shudder a little, just thinking about Aaron right now making him unhappy. He shook his head and looked at Hiroshi, laughing a little.

"I somehow attract the losers," Yasuko said with a laugh. Then he shook his head. "I can't even begin to speculate on what the hell you see in me, because you certainly aren't a loser, and that's all I've dated up until right now," Yasuko laughed. He wasn't really making any sense. But oh well, he was in a good mood just being with Hiroshi, trashing on people they hated, eating together, just talking about whatever came to thier minds. It was fun.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi gasped dramatically at his statement on losers. He laughed lightly when Yasuko continued and then cleared the whole thing up. He bit his lower lip and nodded.

"I see everything in you. You are more wonderful than you are letting yourself in on!" He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "You're damn cute, smart, hard worker, funny, and has good tastes in many things. I like it. You and I...we get along and that is something that draws me to you." He sighed out and frowned, this was something new for him. He wasn't one to divulge in his feelings and it was kinda...nice!

"Want some music?" Hiroshi suggested and quickly stood up and wandered over to a large wall where there was a huge fireplace that acted as a wall from a sun room. He grabbed a remote on the top and pushed a button, watching a piece of the wall move beside the marble wall and allow the player to pop out. He opened the cd and put a nice soft jazzy cd in and pushed play, watching the wall slide back and music echo throughout the apartment from camoflauged speakers. He started to dance a little as he made his way to the table. He smiled and waved a hand at him.

"Dance with me, Yasuko!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko put a hand over his mouth and laughed. He waved his hands at the man, getting up and shaking his head.

"I don't dance, Hiroshi," he said with a laugh. It was true, he didn't dance unless it was at a dance club, with something techno going, in the middle of hundreds of other people. Actually, Yasuko didn't even know if he knew how to dance any other way. He smiled as he listened to the music, something he was not used to listening to. Yasuko had never really listened to jazz. He was a rock, metal, techno guy usually. But the song was nice, and it fit Hiroshi and it fit this apartment and it fit everything but Yasuko.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed and shook his head.

"Oh no! I ask you dance you are supposed to be like 'Oh! WHy, Hiroshi! Of course I will!' So..do it!" He laughed and walked over to him and grabbed him with a little force, nothing threatening or hard, but a little bit of playfullness evident to let him know he wasn't being hard or mean. He put his hand on his hip and grabbed his hand.

"My house, my rules!" He winked and moved his hand on his hip, indicating he could move his hips, for he knew that Yasuko was good at doing it. "Not that hard! Fun once you get the hand of the mood and beat. Its like sex, except with all your clothes on." He laughed and let out a breath.

"Plus it gets me closer to you!:

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko groaned, looking down at his feet to make sure he didn't step on Hiroshi's. Yasuko couldn't help but try to stifle a laugh at Hiroshi's comments. If it was like the sex Yasuko had, then there would probably be more moaning and hand movements than there were going on. But he wasn't going to say anything.

Instead he focused on mimicking Hiroshi. He caught the beat in the music and moved along with it, moving his hips slightly as Hiroshi had indicated with his palm pressed against his hip. For a long moment, Yasuko was really concentrating on getting it right. That is until he got distracted by how close he was to Hiroshi. Sure they had been close earlier on the couch, but not like this. Thier bodies were centimeters away from each other, thier hips a hair's breadth from meeting.

Yasuko bit his lip and decided to continue watching his feet and thier movements instead of looking up at Hiroshi.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed lightly watching him slowly get the hang of it, although sloppily so, it was still a better job than he had expected from the cute boy.

"Just...go slow. Look at me, not the ground." He let Yasuko's hand go and touched his chin and tilted it up, feeling a little resistence but when he saw his eyes find his own he smiled. "Good. Just...sway." He bit licked his lips slowly as he pushed himself against him slightly and felt their pelvis' meet. "Follow me." He said moving his feet slowly and causing the two to move in a circle, slowly.

"See, you are doing good!" Just as soon as he said that Yasuko stepped on his foot and he let out a laugh. "Okay, I speak to soon!" He winked at Yasuko and laughed. "Sway your hips from side to side, don't feel shy to touch me anywhere." Hiroshi had never actually danced with anyone like this before, he had with friends and family at certain events, but if he had tried to teach Lydia how to dance she'd whine and complain the whole time telling him they were too close and it was getting too hot and that she was ready to quit. But not Yasuko, he was actually following along and he seemed to enjoy it. Hiroshi sure did!

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko furrowed his brow, poking his tongue between his lips in concentration, trying to look down at his feet while keeping his head up at the same time. He jumped a little when Hiroshi pressed thier hips together. But he eased slowly into swaying his hips along with the man's. He cringed when he stepped on Hiroshi's foot again.

"God...sorry..." he said absentmindedly, his face tilting down again to watch his feet. He was trying to avoid stepping on Hiroshi, and he couldn't look at him and avoid his toes all at once. Yasuko was apparantly no good at multitasking when it came to dancing. He chewed his tongue slightly, his brow furrowed in deep concentration. This was so much harder than it looked, but because Hiroshi liked to do it, Yasuko was determined to learn.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed lightly and moved away from him and grabbed his hand.

"Lets try something a little less complicated! A twirl!" He lifted Yasuko's hand in the air and spun, watching the boy follow along. He laughed when he watched him almost slip in his socked feet and the bare wooden floors. He stepped close to grab his waist in case he decided to take a tumble, but all was well! He laughed again and continued to move around.

"You are a good learner. Good student. I can see why Aaron wanted you to be his boyfriend." He winked and looked down at their feet for the first time. He could tell Yasuko was wanting to learn, wanting to enjoy it as much as Hiroshi did and this made him smile so wide. Nobody had ever done this and it was tickling him pink.

"We can stop now, if you want? Have I embarassed you enough?" He chuckled and stopped moving, just staring into his brown eyes that were so full of energy and life. Something Hiroshi wasn't used to seeing in people. God, he wanted to just keep him there forever.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, looking down, his cheeks reddening a little bit as he stared down at thier feet. This was fun, even though he was embarrassed at his lack of dancing knowledge or skills. Yasuko had never had the need to know them. He hadn't never gone anywhere that people were dancing like that. He had of course, watched people do it. Seen Ahmed and his girlfriend dance like that, watched his parents dance in the kitchen like that when he was a little boy, but never before had he had a boyfriend who danced like this.

He looked back up into Hiroshi's face and gave him a smile that bubbled up from nowhere. Yasuko was always struck by Hiroshi's eyes. They were so deep and dark, shaped like two perfect almonds, the color of aged mohagany. He was like a perfected form of the human species and somehow--Yasuko still hadn't figured out how--he was holding Yasuko Arai in his arms instead of some magnificent creature blessed with the same beauty.

"Yeah, I'm thoroughly embarrassed now," he said with a nod, feeling his cheeks pinken a little. "I've never done that before..."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed and move out of the stance they had been in a few seconds ago. He sighed out and plucked the collar of his shirt, indicating that he was rather warm. He waved a hand at Yasuko and smiled brightly.

"Don't worry! I shall keep your shame on the DL." He winked and reached over to grab the bottle of wine and pour himself some more to quickly drink the second he grabbed his glass. He sighed out and pointed at him.

"You are really good at dancing. You may not think so but give the right time you could blow people out of the water." He drank a little more. "But I guess it isn't your cup of tea?" He smiled and ran a hand down Yasuko's arm. "Don't worry. I won't embarrass you again!" He winked and took a seat and let out a groan of satisfaction, the leather underneath him feeling heavenly.

"Aside from eating and shopping dancing is something else I love. Slow dancing especially. I love it. Gets me close to the person I love without looking like I am harassing them!" He laughed lightly and glanced at the cup in his hands. His heart skipped a beat. He said love in a sentence and that thought was very appealing to Hiroshi. He wanted to find someone to love and someone who would love them in return. They both needed it, he was sure.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko watched him for a few moments, standing where Hiroshi had left him before looking down at his feet and then pushing hair from his face absentmindedly.

"I like to dance, just..." he laughed and shook his head, looking back up at Hiroshi. "I have never done that kind before. The kind of dancing I do, involves getting very drunk, high, or hyper and going to a rave to sweat it out against people you don't know," Yasuko said with a shrug, finally sitting down where he stood, crossing his legs indian style on the floor. He gave a sigh and a half hearted shrug. "I've never...needed to get close to anyone...you know?" he asked, smiling and looking up at Hiroshi. He shook his head. "Oh, nevermind." He didn't want to start that conversation, he would probably get clammy and shy and never speak again. He shook his head.

"And Aaron...hates dancing in all its forms so."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed lighty at how he talked and how he moved and how he gestured. It was just something he had never seen before.

"I love dancing, too. I just don't have a need for rubbing against strangers anymore." He looked at Yasuko and let out a light hearted laugh. "I've got a cute Asian by the name of Yauko Arai to rub up against, without even having to get drunk." He chuckled a little more and took a drink of the wine.

"Aaron seems to hate a lot of things, yeah? He is a very hard character." He sat up in his seat and pointed at Yasuko. "Today he made me mad. He shouldn't talk to you like that! I was two seconds from getting up and knocking him out! I will never treat you like that, ever!" Hiroshi was getting a little hot under the collar and he realized he needed to calm himself. He sighed and shrugged.

"It just hurt me to see that, you know?"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled a little, the sudden sound of Hiroshi saying how he had gotten angry at how Aaron treated him surprised Yasuko. Hiroshi was a lot of firsts for Yasuko and this protectiveness was another thing. He nodded a little, looking down at his hands.

"Thanks," he said, then he shook his head. "Aaron...hates everything unless it has to do with history, math, or sex...with me," he furrowed his brow. "I mean...I'm pretty sure he could have anybody he wanted, but for some reason, he just...wants me and doesn't want me to hang out with anyone but him," Yasuko sighed out heavily. "I don't get him anymore. He's just kind of there, floating in my peripheral vision. More like a thorn in my side," Yasuko said with a laugh. Then he shrugged. "I've tried to stand up to him, but he just socks me one and shuts me up," he said, trying to laugh it off. Then he looked at Hiroshi, such a swell of love and respect for him appearing out of nowhere.

"I'm glad I met you, Hiroshi."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi felt embarassed, but it was a good kind of embarassment. He wasn't really sure how to explain it but it felt so good to be honest with Yasuko and not have to worry whether or not he was going to judge. It made him feel safe and it made him feel that he could say anything without suffering any kinds of repercussions. He smiled when he looked at Yasuko thank him and ocntinue to talk before actually telling him how glad he was as well to have met him. But yet he was still bitter when he heard Yasuko say something about getting socked one?

"Does he hit you?" He asked with a heavy frown. If that was so then he was going to have a real hard time allowing Yasuko go around the man, but then again he had no place to step into his life this early in the relastionship.

"Sorry I don't mean to sound like an inquisitor. You deserve better than Aaron, you deserve love and tenderness. You also need someone who is going to treat you like the Prince you are! That is where I come in." He smiled happily and winked. He respected Yasuko and he wanted him to know that. If there was anything that man deserved it was everything he stated and more. Much more.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled, a pang going through his body. He walked around the table a couple of times, feeling shy about this topic. It took him a long moment before he paused and looked at Hiroshi, giving him a wry smiled and nodding.

"Yeah," he said. "He does," he answered Hiroshi's question, turning away before the man could see the hurt on his face. "But...only when he gets really angry, and that isn't too often," Yasuko said, almost as if he was trying to justify what Aaron did to him. Yasuko only had two scars from the more serious fights he and Aaron had had. Hiroshi was so different, it made Yasuko realize how bad his boyfriend actually was. He shook his head. "I don't know when he started doing it. He just got angry one day, and..." Yasuko made a vague hitting movement. "Smacked me." He put on a smile and turned back around.

"But, he hasn't done it in awhile," Yasuko said. "So, I'm sure it's fine."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi clenched his jaw painfully, had he not been able to keep the anger deluted he swore he would have broken his jaw clean off. He lifted his hand over his mouth trying to just stay calm. He was very tempted to smack Yasuko for staying with an abusive boyfriend, then he was wanting to go track down Aaron and kick him right where it hurts. No man was to ever hit someone, no matter what. Abuse was just that, abuse and it never chose between sexes.

"Don't make excuses!" Hiroshi looked over at Yasuko and shook his head. "Don't make excuses for that guy and being a jerk. Nobody should get hit, do you understand me?" Hiroshi frowned angered at the subject, but more angered at himself for suddenly preaching to Yasuko about it when he had no real right.

"Sorry, Yasuko." He said with a sigh looking back at the floor for a moment as he sat in the chair. "I don't mean to sound like a jerk myself, I just...that bothers me. People like Aaron...just get off too easily." Hiroshi wanted to abuse himself for a moment when he realized that jerks get off the hook because of people like him. He was the man defending these people. Suddenly he felt responsible.

"But seriously, Yasuko, it is never fine." He was so wanting to tell him that the next time Aaron smacked, hit, punched, kicked..anything...to come tell him right away so he could deal with it, but he knew that he couldn't do that. Not yet anyways.

"I just don't want to think about it. You deserve better, honestly." He rubbed his forehead and eyes after a long pause. That was a downer conversation. He drew a deep breath and sighed out. "Sorry! New subject, huh?" He smiled and let out a minor laugh as he looked at the nice mess they had created in such a short time.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko nodded, flopping down into the couch, trying to shake off the feeling of dread at seeing Aaron again anytime soon. He took a deep breath, pulling his legs up into the couch and crossing his arms over his chest as if he were trying to curl himself into the tiniest ball that was absolutely possible for a human being.

"Yeah," Yasuko agreed, pushing those thoughts of Aaron out of his mind and filling them in with Hiroshi instead. For a long moment he merely thought aimlessly about the last few days with man and how good they had been. His eyes ran over the apartment's living room for a full minute before he looked back over at Hiroshi. He smiled a little.

"Okay here's a new subject," he said, thinking for a moment. "General facts. What's your favorite color?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi bent over the coffee table and grabbed a bag and put a few empty food boxes into the bag, cleaning off noodles, rice, crumbs, anything and everything they had dropped while transfering food to their mouths or plates. He laughed loudly when he heard the question. He looked over at him as he stood hunchback, bag in hand box in another.

"Nani!?" He laughed and shook his head, that was something he hadn't heard before! God, did Lydia even know his favorite color? He sighed out and thought long and hard as if this were the most important question.

"Black and brown. Not like...chocolate brown, even though that is a fabulous color in shoes, but like dark brown. Almost black. Like...even a tint of reddish brown would be awesome." Suddenly he hushed up He stood up and sighed out.

"I act so damn homosexual sometimes." He shook his head and laughed wiping his head for a moment. "Black and brown." He looked over at him and rolled his eyes with a large smile.

"How about you?"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed as Hiroshi tried to pinpoint exactly the color, and for some reason, Yasuko knew what the man was talking about. Probably because when it came to those kinds of things, Yasuko was pretty gay about it too. He laughed at Hiroshi for another moment before thinking about it.

"Mm..." he said, chewing his lip. "Also black...I like white, red, and grey," he concluded with a shrug. Then he got up, also bending over to help Hiroshi clean up. He picked up his plate and wine glass, gathering up a few things, trying to clean up after himself so Hiroshi would not have to do it. He held the things up. "Um, what can I do with these?" he asked apologetically.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi smiled in agreement with the colors. Grey was a good color as well, very neutral and it went with almost everything. He looked down at the glasses and smiled.

"Follow me!" He turned on his heel and walked into the kitchen throwing the plastic bag into a trash compactor near the sink and stove. He pointed to the sink and pushed the object into the sharp silver machine and closed it.

"Toss, well...not toss, you know what I mean! Place them in there!" He said confusing himself for a moment. He stood up and heard the object being crushed. He laughed lightly and put his hands on his hips. "You don't need to really worry about cleaning it, I can do it! You should be sitting pretty in the living room on my couch!" He smiled and walked over to Yasuko as he placed them into the silver sink. He pushed the faucet on and grabbed some soap and poured it over the objects.

"But I guess it is always nice to have someone help clean." He was mere inches away from him. He could smell him, feel his body heat, hear him breathe, any closer and he'd be on top of him...which wasn't that bad of an idea.

"Yeah..." He said lowly. "Be my slave!" He laughed lightly and watched his hands get sudsy from the soap and water. Hiroshi was toying with an idea, toying with it dangerously. So dangerous he actually did it.

So far kitchens had done wonders for him, he was going to attempt it yet again. He slid behind of him and reached his hands over Yasuko's own, pushing his chest onto the boys back, pressing his hips onto the corner of the sink. He breathed seductively down his neck and put his lips very close to his ear watching his hands run down Yasuko's arms all the way until they reached his wet hands. He caressed his hands for a moment and helped him clean off the dishes. If he wasn't careful, he'd be washing Yasuko off in a moment.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko felt Hiroshi's body press against his, and a breath caught in his throat. The man's hands ran gently down his arms, his hips putting pressure on Yasuko's, causing him to press into the sink slightly. Hiroshi's mouth was so close to Yasuko's ear and neck, he could feel his warm breath tickling down the collar of his t-shirt and down his spine, sending shockwaves through out his body.

Hiroshi's hands dipped into the water, lacing with Yasuko's as they cleaned the dishes, even though the dishes were no longer on Yasuko's mind. He gently pressed himself back onto Hiroshi, applying a little more pressure between them as he tilted his head slightly to feel Hiroshi's cheek against his ear. He smiled a little to himself as his hands continued to run over the dishes, the heat of the water and of Hiroshi's body were enough to heat Yasuko up to levels that were unhealthy for a human being. He glanced back at Hiroshi and smirked a little.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi grinned to himself when he felt Yasuko repsond, willingly. He couldn't help but feel a bit of pleasure run up and down his spine, especially when he saw the boy turn and give him a smirk that caused everything he had been feelign to boil over. He was sweating and he was panting and he just wanted to.....

Hiroshi leaned his head down and began to kiss his neck, tasting the salt on his skin. His lips travelled gently and his hands kept fondling the dishes and Yasuko's hands. He pushed his chest against Yasuko harder and he almost forced him forward. He felt the tops of his hands and he covered them and slid their wet fingers together, pushing on them as he needed supports as he became a little rougher in the kissing, more dominant in the situation.

At this rate Hiroshi was never going to get those dishes cleaned.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko couldn't help but respond with his own pressure at the pressure Hiroshis was putting on him. It was obvious that Hiroshi was used to being the dominant one, but that was okay with Yasuko. He felt thier fingers slide together easily with the soap on them and Yasuko tilted his head slightly to give Hiroshi a better shot at his neck. The kisses went from slow and light to more confident, a little rougher. Yasuko leaned forward a little, pressing the palms of his hands against the bottom of the sink, giving them a little more support as Hiroshi's body pressed a little harder against him, wrapped around him as closely as it could get.

Yasuko ran his tongue over his lips to wet them, and he swallowed as a purr of a laugh escaped him. His eyes shifted over so he could see Hiroshi a little better. He chewed his lip, experimentally running his hand up Hiroshi's arm. He trailed water up it as he ran his fingers over Hiroshi's jaw, and hoped the man didn't mind a little soapy water on his shirt.

"Mm..." he said in approval.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi wasn't stopping anytime soon, he was too turned on to do anything but continue kissing his neck, continue with the moaning, the pushing, the dominance, the everything! The water that was being traced on his jaw quickly slid down his neck and touched his shirt. He was shocked that the water didn't steam due to how hot he felt at that exact moment.

He ran his left hand up the boys arm, leaving a trace of suds and water in its wake. He ran his hand up his arm to his shoulder where he ran it down his back and to his side, sliding it onto his stomach and makings its way down to dangerous territory. He couldn't help it. From the moment he laid eyes on Yasuko he had wanted to do things he had never fathomed doing with anyone else. Hiroshi wanted to kiss him like he was, touch him like he was, making him moan like he was. God he was driving himself crazy by waiting, but this was at least giving him instant pleasure for the time being.

He pushed his hip against him a little more, trying to stop something from paining him. He let out a little tiny grunt at the sudden friction that was ocurring. He just didn't want to stop, he wanted it to continue, wanted everything to continue.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko's brow furrowed as a sigh escaped him at the pressure of Hiroshi's hip pressing into him a little more, the grunt escaping the man's lips like a little plea for more. Yasuko bit down on his tongue as he felt Hiroshi's fingers inch closer and closer to regions no one but Aaron and he, himself, had ventured to, and it sent a thrill through Yasuko's stomach. He squeezed his eyes momentarily.

"Hiroshi..." he said breathily, one hand running up through the man's hair, the other clutched into a ball in the water in the sink, holding his slightly trembling body up. Yasuko clenched his jaw slightly, his mind racing with thoughts of the man behind him. His mind was going everywhere, every possibility, every angle, everything. There were a great many surfaces in Hiroshi's house, not including the bed that must have been around here somewhere, and the possiblities were virtually endless. Yasuko shivered with the thought of it.

Yasuko shifted his hips slightly, pressing them harder into the other man's to give him a little more friction. Yasuko leaned heavily on the sink, his hand clenched hard in the water.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi was on the verge of turning Yasuko around, ripping off clothes, kissing every part of his body, and having the steamiest, raciest, sexiest....love making session that ever lived! He felt the friction intensify, the temperature increase, the yearning grow, the need billowing...the words that were associated with everything were endless in Hiroshi's mind. He kept kissing, his hands kept travelling, his body kept pushing, his mind kept racing.

"Yasuko..." He said deeply, lowly, in a voice that was beyond his own that was laced with sexual desires and needs. He felt his hands finally touch the edge of his shirt. He freely slid it under and felt his hot hands touch the soft skin underneath. God, if there was anything he loved more it was the way his skin felt under his hands. He stopped kissing just for a moment to ask for permission, but he didn't want to. He pressed on, letting his tongue touch the skin before pushing his lips against his neck and jaw.

Hiroshi stretched out his hands and felt the band of the jeans that confined him and he was so tempted. He decied to go until Yasuko stopped. He breathed heavily and felt his hand touch the button. All he needed to do was push the button with his middle finger and pull with his thumb and index.

"Hiro? Baby? Where are you at?" Hiroshi's eyes flew open after he had closed them to cocentrate.

"Lydia?" He said in a whisper. "Kuso!" He jumped 80 feet from Yasuko and looked around, where was she? In the living room? What was she doing there? What did she want? "Kuso!" He said again his heart racing so fast that he was instantly thrown into a reality he wasn't wanting to face. He saw Yasuko and grabbed him by the arm.

Hiroshi looked around contemplating all the places he could hide him. He found the pantry beside the stove. He ran over to it and threw the doors open and saw that the boy would fit. He pushed him inside and touched his lips with his index finger.

"Shh." He looked at the doors and closed them gently, hearing Lydia inch closer to the kitchen.

"Hiro!" He jumped around without missing a beat and leaned against the door, letting out a wail of fright, for she had done just that. He wondered if he was still in his skin.

"Ah!" He screamed lowly and bluntly. The girl stood there in brown leather boots that stopped below the knee. The pointed toes and stiletto heel looking dangerous to him at the moment. His eyes found the brown leather dress that came above the knee and a wonderful black tank top with ruffles and cleavage. Her hair was put up fashionably in chopsticks and she held an expensive handbag. Sadly, he was not turned on by the site even though she looked like a model that walked out of a magazine.

"Lydia!" He said unable to construct sentences at that given time. She frowned and let out a sigh.

"Why didn't you answer me?" Her eyes moved from his face over to the sink to where there was water trailing on the wooden floors all the way to where he was standing. "What's going on? Why is the floor all wet, Hiro?" She lifted a hand pointing at everything. Damn, did this woman ever not find faults? He leaned off the door finally and raised his eyebrows no longer looking startled.

"I couldn't hear you! I was putting some dishes away."

"Wet?" He laughed lightly and walked over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, but she was still standing there with the look of disgust on her face.

"Of course not!" What the hell was she doing there?

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko's heart was pounding a million miles in his chest. Not only from the sexual desires that had coursed through him not three minutes before, but also from the speed at which Hiroshi had found this closet and shoved him into it, hushing him with a finger and closing the door, leaning on it suavely.

Yasuko had to put a hand to his mouth as he pressed his back against the back of the pantry, his breathing so heavy he was holding it, afraid the woman would hear. For a moment he stood there, locked in that position, but when Hiroshi moved away from the door Yasuko couldn't keep curiosity at bay.

He drew his hand down from his mouth and slowly, painfully, inched towards the pantry door. It had slats in it, so Yasuko would be able to see strips of what was going on outside. He licked his lips and stood at the door, afraid to touch it, but leaning forward to look through the slats.

The woman he saw before him was gorgeous. He was gay and even he had to admit that he would go straight for a body like that. She had long legs, shapely hips, thin shoulders, a slightly pointed face, rounded a little at the cheeks. Yasuko moved from slat to slat to get a better full view of the woman. He saw the cleavage that almost spilled out of her top, round and perfect, her neck long and prettuly adorned with a delicate necklace.

Yasuko stomach flipped. That was what he was competing against? There was no way Hiroshi wanted Yasuko over that! She was an image of perfection, and image of what any man in his right mind would want. And what did Yasuko have to offer? No money, a skinny body, funny shaped features, wild hair...he would never be able to win Hiroshi over that thing that stood in the kitchen with him now.

He watched breathlessly for a few moments. His mind suddenly snapped and his stomach dropped. His bag! His shoes! They were both sitting by the front door! Unless Lydia had no concept at all of her boyfriend's apartment and how it normall looked, she would definately notice another's person's things laying next to the door.

This was perfect.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi saw the written disgust on her face as she pushed him away with two fingers on her right hand, pushing against his cheek her frown still in its place.

"You smell." Hiroshi frowned and looked at her. God for a woman he once loved he sure was finding it hard to do so now.

"What?" Lydia looked at him and looked him up and down.

"Did you get new cologne? I don't like it whatever it is. Sorry, baby, you always said honesty!" Lydia sighed out and tossed her handbag onto the island a foot away, hearing it clunk loudly as it hit the marble surface counter top. She walked over and took a seat on the barstool. Hiroshi franticallly looked over at the pantry and then back to Lydia, smiling gently. He walked over to her and stood against the counter he and Yasuko had been leaning on moments ago.

"So, what brings you here?" Lydia leaned on her hand and looked at him with seriousness.

"Well if you would answer your damn com once in a while you would know that I was coming over tonight to see if you wanted to eat with me! It's been days since we've done anything and I miss you. Don't you miss me?" God, she always found ways to make things about herself. It wa rather annoying, luckily his mind was still in wonderland with Yasko and he wasn't wanting anything to sour.

"Of course, but I've been busy. Work, you know." Lydia sighed out annoyed.

"I am beginning to wonder if you are having an affair!"

"What?" Hiroshi stood up quickly and stared at her with depe fear. She looked at him and frowned.

"Yeah! I never see you! You won't answer my calls! You are marrying your job, instead of me!" Hiroshi laughed and waved a hand at her.

"Don't start that. We aren't getting married I already told you."

"Why not? Don't love me enough?" Hiroshi moaned and suddenly he knew what was coming. A nice, refreshing yelling match.

"Lydia...you know that isn't true! Don't provoke me tonight okay? I've been busy! I'm tired! I was doing dishes and going to bed. I already ate anyway."

"God, you know, Hiro, if I knew any better I would say you were having an affair! But you're too chicken to even try it! Busy...please! I called your office a million times! Finally I got an answer when I dropped by! You weren't even in the office." Hiroshi frowned. She must've come when he went to see Yasuko! Damn her she was getting on his last nerve. Not only did she whine and talk about herself but she was now spying on him. She grabbed her purse and stood up.

"Well, I didn't bring any clothes to sleep in tonight...so naked it will have to be!" She laughed lustfully and Hirsohi's stomach turned. He watched her walk towards the pantry and suddenly his heart stopped.

"What are you doing!?" He asked a bit too defensively. She stopped when she grabbed the silver handle and glanced over her shoulder.

"Duh! Food!" Hiroshi ran over to her and grabbed her hand and lured her away.

"Lydia, not tonight. I have to go to bed. I've got to go into work early because I ran some errands today. You can't stay...you gotta go." He pulled her out of the kitchen, she resissting all the way. Suddenly she was ready to put up a fight. She jerked her arm out of his grasp.

"Fine! When I leave you I hope you realize that you lost the sexiest thing to ever walk the universe. Jerk."

"That's a matter of opinion." He didn't mean to let that slip, but it did and she was quick to respond by smacking his face and walking out of the room. "Lydia! I was just kidding!" He heard her cuss at him and open the door.

"Call me when my boyfriend gets here, jackass!" Hiroshi was ready to cringe with the slam of the door, but it never came. He stood there wondering if she was going to try to be sly and coy and lure him into the bedroom, but she came back into the kitchen holding a black thick soled boot on her right hand index finger.

"Hiro..." Hiroshi felt his heart stop. This was it. She was going to run over to the pantry and throw open the doors to find him. He knew that something was going to ruin the plan. She tossed it at him and scoffed. "That is the ugliest piece of wasted leather I have ever seen. Trash it. I'll buy you a new pair. Love you!" She kissed him and walked out of the room and out of the apartment.

Hiroshi looked at the boot and let out a sigh of relief after a few seconds. He had just successfully gotten away with murder.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko thought his stomach had leaped out of his mouth when the woman came for the pantry door. But Hiroshi was too quick for her. Then he got a taste of what his boyfriend had to deal with. He wanted to puke. He hadn't even heard that much of her and he was already sick of her.

Hiroshi hadn't been working--he had been with Yasuko--but if he had been, Lydia would have been making him feel awful for it. She was whiny, annoying, her voice grated, Yasuko wanted to gouge his eardrums out. He heard her yell that she was sexy and he had to smack a hand over his mouth to hold back a laugh at Hiroshi's answer. Even though he was sure Hiroshi knew how beautiful the woman actually was. It still stunned Yasuko.

After several heartstopping moments and almost getting caught readhanded with a boot, the apartment door opened and closed and all went quiet. Yasuko's hands were grasping a low hanging shelf as if for dear life. His breath was shallow and his eyes were as big as ping pong balls. For a long moment, neither he nor Hiroshi moved, neither of them could probably get the breath or heart rate to do so.

After a momet, however, Yasuko inched forward and peered out through the slats of the pantry. He slowly ran his hand down to turn the handle, pushing the door open just enough for him to put his head out and look around as if Lydia might still be standing somewhere. When all he saw was Hiroshi's back to him, he let out a near silent sigh, and thank Buddha for whatever reason he had seen fit to keep thier secret for now. Yasuko licked his lips, keeping his voice down as he spoke.

"Maybe I better go," he said meekly.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi turned quickly and frowned. That was by far the worlds most ignorant thing he had ever heard.

"No, no!" He said whispering as well. He walked over to him and stopped a few inches shy of touching him again. "Don't leave! When she leaves the apartment, she leaves for good that night. She has this odd habit. She isn't the brighest bulb in the box." He laughed lightly and looked down at the shoe he still held.

"Here," He said handing it to him. "I happen to like it." He said raising an eyebrow as he gave Yasuko a sideways grin. "But I must say your things look sexier on my floor..." He looked at his clothes and suddenly he was ready to jump back into what they were doing moments ago before Satan came in to interrupt.

"I can't say she won't be harassing me all night long though. She does like to call my com over and over. But...don't leave." He bit his lower lip hoping nothing had been soured.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko had to chuckle as he reached over to take his shoe from the man. Lydia was sort of right. They were old, he'd had them forever, but they were his favorite pair of shoes. He looked down at it for a moment as Hiroshi talked, his cheeks blushing a little at the comment about his things looking better on Hiroshi's floor.

Yasuko leaned down, laying the shoe down as he moved out of the pantry. He was still a little rattled by Lydia's entrance but he didn't really want to go now. He furrowed his brow slightly, his mind going back to his wonderings of before. He looked up at Hiroshi curiously, and waved a hand vaguely at the apartment door.

"She's, um..." he shook his head, laughing and scratching the back of his neck. "Gorgeous..." he finished a little deflated. He nodded. "I can see why you're dating her, she's...to die for," he said, smiling a little. "Even I can say that and...me and women, you know," he said, looking down at his feet, a hand still nervously rubbing against his neck.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi nodded in agreement. Sure she was gorgeous, rich, and had a sense of fashion...but there was just her personality.

"Yeah and if you stay around her for a while you'll realize you do want to die." He laughed lightly and let out a sigh. He grabbed Yasuko's shoulders and rubbed them. "But she doesn't even compare to you. Sure she is pretty...but she is just...dysfunctional and has low self esteem." He rollsed his eyes and let his hands fall.

"No, she is ugly. Inside and out. You are beautiful, you are to die for." He felt stupid for being cliche, but it was all so true. "Being with her makes me exhausted, but being with you makes me energized. Which is why I want to be with you."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko couldn't understand the words that were coming out of Hiroshi's mouth. He wondered what Yasuko Arai Hiroshi was seeing. Because when Yasu looked in the mirror, all he saw was a skinny failure. A boy who couldn't do anything with his life, so he is attached to an abusive boyfriend and works at a strip club for money. A boy who will never amount to anything close to what Hiroshi had.

He smiled a little, these thoughts best kept to himself at the moment. He wasn't going to question it right now. He liked Hiroshi too much to question it. But if there was anyone beautiful, it was the man standing in front of Yasuko. Even ignoring his preference, Hiroshi was better looking than Lydia any day. Better looking in all aspects, inside, outside, crossways, down, up, everywhere. Yasuko liked him just the way he was, even if he was out of Yasuko's league. He shook his head and brushed away some hair, chuckling nervously.

"Well, I don't know what you see in me that I don't see in myself," he said with a little shrug, smiling, reaching up to put a hand on Hiroshi's face. "But I've never wanted to be with someone more."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed and looked down for a moment as if he were getting shy all of a sudden. He looked back up and grabbed his hand and kissed it, not stopping there either. He reached his left hand over and grabbed his cheek and closed any space that was between them. He locked lips instantly and gave him something full of love and passion. Lydia could never do anything for him that Yasuko was. Yasuko was bright, intelligent, funny, sexy, they had more in common, they got along so well. It was just like the missing piece of the puzzle in Hiroshi's romantic life and Yasuko Arai was that missing piece.

He slowly parted after a moment and touched his nose.

"You need a new mirror, then." He said in response to his comment previous. Hiroshi was going to make him see just how beautiful he was, how perfect he was. It was now Hiroshi's personal goal and by the time this week was out, Yasuko would know it.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, brushing some more hair from his face that had fallen in when Hiroshi kissed him. He wondered if the man knew just exactly how much Yasuko loved the way he kissed. He shook hi head.

"I prefer looking at your face than my own," he said, scrunching his nose slightly, before standing on his toes to place another kiss on the man's lips. He leaned back slightly, furrowing his brow, then cocking an eyebrow slightly. "You know, we didn't finish the dishes."

He smirked playfully, leaning down to pick up his boot and sliding past Hiroshi, pressing as much of himself against the man as was possible without being too obvious. He made his way towards the door of the kitchen before leaning on the door frame and turning back around, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"It's funny all this should happen in a kitchen," he said. "I think our best moments will happen in a kitchen, sometime, someplace." He gave Hiroshi a wink before moving out into the living room to replace his shoe with its mate.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed lightly and ran a hand through his hair. Whatever it was about kitchens he would have no problem living in one if it offered the same outcomes as they had before. He followed Yasuko, praying in his mind that he wasn't leaving. He leaned on the doorfram and put his hands in his pockets glancing to the left to see him bending down and putting the shoe on the floor.

"Stay with me tonight." He knew it was a blunt and crazy idea, but it would be fun. He leaned off the doorframe and raised his hands. "I won't be bad! I have a guest bedroom in the back. I would love for you to sleep here. I don't want to worry about when I have to take you home. It's a downer." He smiled and walked into the living room a little further.

"You can get everything you need here. I have all your amenities. Tomorrow you and I could go out for breakfast, or I could make you breakfast in bed. After all, Prince's need that royal treatment." He laughed lightly. He hadn't known this man that long and he was already willing to let him stay there. Hell he was ready to give him a key! He just didn't want this to end, not yet.

"Plenty of food, plenty of towels, plenty of room..."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko felt his cheeks burn as he stood straight again and turned, listening to Hiroshi. It sounded like a nice idea, and he was so damn tempted. He was the master of indecision however, so for a moment after Hiroshi stopped speaking he didn't say anything, but looked around, an expression on his face to say he was considering it. Then his brow furrowed. He motioned to his bag.

"Didn't bring a change of clothes," he said, glancing at the offending bag before looking back at Hiroshi. Yasuko sighed, a little smile on his lips. He wasn't worried about Hiroshi being bad. He was worried about himself sneaking into the man's bedroom in the night and tackling him. But the thought of leaving Hiroshi again didn't exactly set well with Yasuko either. He smiled and looked down. "And I got work tomorrow..." he said, his good mood deflating, God, how he didn't want to leave.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed lightly and nodded, feeling stupid for even asking. Of course the man had work! What did he think? He was there to amuse him and give him kisses whenever he so pleased? He nodded again and ran a hand down his face.

"God! I hate work!" He could feel Yasuko's pain. He just wanted to shoot the man who invented it! "I understand. I guess I jumped the gun anyway." He felt really stupid and his face was probably showing it in color. He shook his head and glanced at a chrono nearby.

"It's getting late, want me to take you on home? I hate to cut it short, really, but if you have work I don't want to ruin your beauty sleep, although you don't need it!" He smiled and shrugged. "Besides I think Lydia soured it, didn't she?" He grimaced and looked away he hated her and after tonight he was never going to be able to look at her and even have an ounce of liking. She was a plague!

"How about we do it again tomorrow night?" He shook his head. "God! Am I annoying you yet? I mean I don't want you to think I am obsessed with you, my shrine is actually being worked on as we speak!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed at him nodding in answer to his question and stepping into his shoes. He didn't want to go, but maybe, if the offer was still on the table by Friday, Yasuko could stay then...if the offer was still on the table.

Leaning down, Yasuko scooped up his satchel, opening it and checking his cell com. He had three new messeges--two were text. All from Aaron. Yasuko sneered in annoyance, and dropped it back into his bag. He reached in to make sure his card was in there and then he felt something else. The extra key card to his apartment. He had had one made in case he lost the other, but he had never done so. Maybe...his mind was working over something as he clutched the extra card and pulled it out. For a moment, he merely looked at it, then he sighed.

Looking up, he dropped the flap back on his satchel and smiled at Hiroshi. He held the card out to him, then nodded to it.

"It's um, key card to my...apartment," he said, hoping to God he wasn't jumping the gun. "You can...come up whenever you want to. If you want to," he said, smiling a little shyly at Hiroshi, praying that the man took it.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi looked at him and then to the plastic card he held out to him. It was like throwing someones virginity at him in a box. He was exhilirated and almost overcome by joy. Like he had conquered a mountain! He laughed lightly and took it and put it to his chest.

"I would love to, Yasuko." He leaned his head back slightly and continued to grin. Hell after three years of dating he had only been to Lydia's house all of four times. This was a huge step for him and it almost made him want to cry. But...he didn't.

"Thanks. Come on! Lets get the baby home." He winked and walked by him, stopping to give him a kiss on the head. "Thanks." He said again as he opened the door. This was the best day, a little frightening at one point, but all in all it was the best.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled after him and followed, pulling the apartment door closed behind them as they made thier way to the lifts. Yasuko was quiet as they went down. That key card...Aaron had been asking Yasuko for it for ages. Yasuko always had to let Aaron in, but the man wanted to be able to come and go as he pleased. Yasuko had never wanted him in his apartment really, unless he was there with him. He just felt uncomfortable with Aaron there and not him.

But not Hiroshi. If Hiroshi wanted to come into his apartment and search through his things, and eat his food, and look at what hair products or toothpaste he used, it didn't bother Yasuko for some reason. Hell, Hiroshi could come and sleep in his bed, or on his couch, or on his floor, and Yasuko would gladly go along with it. If Hiroshi wanted to come in the middle of the night and rape Yasuko, he would say "You can't rape the willing." Something about Hiroshi made him exempt from every precaution Yasuko had taken.

He got into Hiroshi's car quietly, and put his bag back down between his feet, getting comfortable in the seat that still felt too big for him.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi was quiet almost the entire ride to the house simply because he was having a party inside of his head for the key he had just received. It was like getting that one gift you'd asked for for years and finally getting it after patience. He was so glad to have it, it would go everywhere with him. He looked over at Yasuko and grinned. He was so beautiful and if he had met him anytime other than when they met he wouldn't have been able to ask him out, be his boyfriend. The window of opportunity had been thrown open after an argument and failing relationship and going to Raoul's Yasuko easily flew through that window.

He smiled again as he thought about how he could now do things for Yasuko without his knowing. He'd randomly drop in while he was at work to clean his house, buy him things, leave him love notes....anything and everything! He was getting excited, but as he realized they were at the complex where Yasuko lived he felt his stomach sink and his heart break. They were here and the date was over. How he didn't think this was going to be a very easy thing to do the more they spent time together.

"Here we are, sadly." He looked at Yasuko as he camed to a stop at the platform. "Tonight was fun! I could have done without the little incident with Lydia, but all in all...today has been...perfect. Just like you." He laughed lightly. Cheesy line, he knew, but with Yasuko it seemed that even if it was full of cheese, he'd still love it for it came from th eheart and nowhere else.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled, sad that he had to go, happy that it was guarenteed that he would see Hiroshi again tomorrow. He let out a sigh, not wanting to reach over and open the door. It would let the outside world in, the problems he would face at work, the annoying people he would have to deal with. If he just left the car door closed, then he could just exist with Hiroshi and never have to feel hurt again. He would never have to deal with someone who didn't understand, someone who would never understand. He would never have to suffer through another black eye, or another slammed door, or another painful word. If he never left Hiroshi, he'd never have to feel alone.

"Well..." he said quietly, the thought of getting out so awful that he just hadn't done it, was like he couldn't bring himself to. He looked up at Hiroshi and smiled. "I had a lot of fun. Thanks for having me over," he said with a nod. He waited one more moment before leaning over the seat and giving Hiroshi a kiss. Deeper than before, with more affection than Yasuko knew his body could hold, with enough passion for the both of them.

When he leaned away , he smiled and pushed the door open, sliding out and turning back around to grab his satchel. He leaned back down to look at Hiroshi and gave him a little smile before waving and pushing the door closed with a thud. He backed away from the hover, not wanting to look away. Finally, after one last wave, he turned, hopping up the stairs of his apartment building and swiping his card. The door buzzed and he pulled it over, glancing over his shoulder one more time before diappearing inside.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi stood there relishing in the last remaining taste in his mouth. He smiled so happy. He had the key to his apartment, he had the key! He was now able to go in and out as he pleased, like two people would do. He smiled and pulled out honking his horn loudly and rudely as he drove by, knowing he'd hear him. He wanted to hurry and rush home just so he could go to sleep and wake up the next day, the day he would be able to get to do something with Yasuko.

Hiroshi was loving every moment of this! Having dropped Yasuko ff that first night changed him forever. Now all he had to do was deal with two little problems. Lydia...and denial. How was he every going to tell the world that he was seeing a man? That he was infatuated with a man? That he could easily love a man? He shook his head as if this were going to rid his brain of everything. He didn't want to think of it right at that moment. He wanted to love everything for what it was and not for what it meant he had to do.

Hiroshi leaned back in his chair and continued to smile as the air hit his face and made him feel like he was flying. Then again after today he was literally on cloud 9 and he was flying, flying high and free as a bird.

[Yasuko Arai]

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Yasuko's day had been so poor. He had been chewed out that morning at the coffee shop for taking too long on his break to make personal calls. He had been surprised by Aaron coming to see him as he had been on lunch. They had gotten into a row, and now, Yasuko had a bruised cheek. And now, above all other things in God's wonderful universe, Raoul's had called him wanting him to work tonight--a Thursday and usually his day off from Raoul's--and work the graveyard shift. Meaning eight o'clock at night till two a.m.

Which meant--no Hiroshi.

Yasuko wanted to bruise the other cheek as he stalked around his apartment, getting ready to go into Raoul's, not able to get the balls up to call Hiroshi and tell him. God, how he had wanted to see the man tonight. He wanted to go and here his voice and laugh with him and talk and have fun for a change. The week had been so stressful, and having a bum jaw on top of it was not making it any better.

Finally, as Yasuko buttoned the last button on his vest, he speed dialed Hiroshi's number and put the com to his ear. It beeped a few times, and in horror, Yasuko feared the man wouldn't answer and wouldn't know, and would think Yasuko stood him up.

"Pick up..." he whispered.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi sighed out as he ran from the bathroom all the way to the living room in record time. He was stark naked and dripping wet, but if it meant he missed a call from Yasuko he'd do it in broad daylight with all the windows uncovered. He slipped slightly on the floor and he almost had a scare, but he regained balanced and grabbed the phone.

"This is Hiroshi?" He heard Yasuko tell him it was him and suddenly relief washed over him. He laughed and stood up putting a hand on his wet hip. "Man, I ran from the bathroom, wet, cold, and naked, almost fell on my butt in front of all of Coruscant just to answer this phone. The things I do for you!" He laughed lightly and sighed out, walking over to the large windows seeing a hover craft almost slam into another.

"How's my Prince doing?"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko had to laugh at his misfortune, though the image of Hiroshi wet and naked was not an unpleasant one. Then he remembered the God awful news he had. He reached up, rubbing his aching jaw slightly, then his forehead.

"Hiroshi..." he said, shaking his head. He didn't want to do this, he had never not wanted to do something so badly in his life. He sighed again. "Raoul's called me today...they're short two people tonight. They want me to work the...the graveyard shift..." he glanced at the clock in his wall. "I have to head in in about ten minutes..." he paused feeling the urge to just bawl but swallowing it--or trying. "I gotta work till two in the damn morning," he said bitterly. These people were keeping him from seeing Hiroshi and it wasn't making him happy. "I...I can't make it tonight..." he finally blurted out angrily, sadness, disappointment, and bitterness thrown in there as well. He shook his head. "God, I'm really sorry..." he paused a minute. Then he nodded.

"I'm really, really sorry..."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi stuck out his bottom lip as he swayed from side to side in the open. Poor boy. He shook his head sadness sinking deep within him. He nodded and moved away from the window and he smiled.

"It's okay." He said happily. "It sucks, I won't lie I was really wanting to see you, but it's okay. I'll keep tabs of the times we can't be together and we'll add it up at the end of the month and then spend that much time together." He laughed lightly as he took a seat on the edge of the couch.

"Don't be sad, we'll see each other tomorrow. Even if that means me tracking your butt down. I'll do it to." Again he laughed. He was sad, disappointed, but he knew that not all coudl be perfect, all the time at least. No matter how hard Hiroshi would try.

"Its okay. Have a good time tonight, rub against some hot guys for a while. Get some extra credits. We'll go out tomorrow."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled, even though he could hear the disappointment in his boyfriend's voice. He moved out of his apartment building and to his hover board, getting on it and heading down the street. He smiled a little.

"Look, I'll...make it up to you, I promise," he said, determined. "I don't know how yet, but I will." He hated doing this. Raoul's had found out they could get Yasuko to come in a long time ago when he had wanted to go in to avoid having to see Aaron so much, but now that he had Hiroshi, he didn't want to go in and miss seeing the man. He never wanted to work at all, so he would never have to miss Hiroshi.

He saw the lights of Raoul's ahead and he gave an annoyed sigh. He slowed his hoverboard down a little so he could say his goodbye's before he got there.

"I'm sorry, Hiroshi," he said dismally. "I really am...I love you. Promise not to let anything come before you tomorrow, okay?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed lightly and nodded standing up as if he could feel the ending of this conversation coming closer, which in actuality it was. He nodded and laughed again at Yasuko's blurts of how he loved him and how he'd make it all up.

"I know you do." He said happily. "Hey! Have fun! Call me wheny you get in, who cares at what time! I'd rather have an angel wake me up than someone else." He smiled and sighed. "Tomorrow, Prince. Bye." He hung up and let out a sigh of sadness. So his plans for the night were ruined. He had two options, sleep or Lydia. This was a good time to give her a little time so she wouldn't find anything weird. But he shuddered at the thought of even being in the same room as her.

Hiroshi stood up and walked lazily into the bedroom, grabbing the boxers and putting them on followed by some jeans and a comfortable shirt. He was thinking of how he could make Yasuko's night better. He didn't sound like a happy camper and with well reason. Hiroshi smiled and remembered he had a card. A key.

He smiled and put on some flip flops and headed towards the door. If he couldn't see him tonight that was okay. He'd at least have his home ot enjoy. Hiroshi jogged down to the lifts and was quick to head to the apartment. This was just the tip of the iceburg. Now that he had access he was going to let Yasuko he was going to definitely take it to his advantage.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko growled in annoyance at a patron that was being...well, a little too forward for Yasuko's nerves this evening. He didn't have the patience to deal with some of the critters that crept through here, and right at the moment he had a Twi'leck man and a human girl on his tail. They'd been harrassing him all night and he was right close to just taking what he had learned from Aaron and socking them.

He shook his head as the man whooped at him and he set a drink down in front of someone else. He went to the end of the bartender's box and leaned on the counter, glancing up at the dancer. He didn't know the woman, she was new, just hired a few days ago. She was good though, dancing fluidly, with the music.

But Yasuko's mind was not here. It was other places, on other things. He had thought of nothing but Hiroshi since he had had to call him and tell him they couldn't see each other this evening. It had ruined his mood, and he wanted so badly to just bail and go see the man that he was tempted to actually do it. But he knew that if he did that, he would be fired for sure. Raoul's was nice, but not that nice. Plus, he had promised Ahmed when he had arrived that he would help him dress when it was his turn to perform.

Yasuko put his chin in his hand as he tried to tune out everything and hear Hiroshi's voice in his head. It was easy for him to do, he had committed it to memory. So he stood there, imagining him in his mind until someone yelled at him to fill thier drink.

"Alright, coming," Yasuko said bitterly.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

So he was dateless and his Prince was hard at work. With all seriousness he knew that he would probably want to come home and take a shower, right? At least that was what Hiroshi did. Even if he hadn't been right on with what he did post-work, the tub would still be hotter than fire and the rose petals would still be in place.

Hiroshi had friends in a lot of places and it was still early enough for him to drop buy with a few good credits to get a few bouquets of ruby red roses. He had even found some paper in Yasuko's drawers. He was more than happy to write him cute little notes, starting with where he would lay his shoes. There was note telling him how much he missed him. Then another on the floor with cute little arrows pointing in the direction of the kitchen.

There he had some fresh hot tea made with a rose right beside a tea cup. There he had another note telling him that Prince's needed fresh hot tea and a rose after a hard days work. Again he left another trail of arrows, then he figured he could incorporate some flower petals. He bit his lower lip as he made a maze all throughout the house leaving notes here and there, flower petals here and over there.

It all lead to his bedroom where he had made his messy bed and picked up a few items in a place that was out of the way but didn't disturb anything or cause confusion and loss of something important. He left a few roses by the bed and on the bed, followed by more love notes and arrows pointing to the bathroom, the most important place.

The water was steaming, he had petals on the floor and in the tub, with a few candles lit and a huge heart written on the mirror from the steam. Hiroshi had probably spent two hours there doing all of that when he left he felt so happy knowing that Yasuko would have a great surprise when he came home.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko's hoverboard made a buzzing sound as he made his way down the deserted walkways. No one was dumb enough to be out this late at night. Not walking around anyway. But here Yasuko was, sleepily coming back from the graveyard shift at Raoul's.

It had been a rough night. All the crazies came in after eleven at night, and Yasuko had had to be front and center to make them even more crazy with the alocohol he served. He was going to go home, take a shower, and hit the sack. He was exhausted, not to mention his jaw had been aching steadily from the bruise and small cut Aaron had given him. He reached up to touch it slightly as he shifted his body to turn a corner towards his apartment building.

Yasuko's mind had been on Hiroshi all day and all evening. He hadn't seen him today and he felt like there was a hole in his day, something missing. He was sure it was the reason he had had such a bad day. His apartment building loomed ever closer.

Yasuko arrived, shutting off his hover and tucking it under his arm. He went through the building, waving at the man at the counter before boarding the lifts and letting it take him to his apartment floor. He made his way down the hall, sliding his card and pushing his door open, sighing heavily out his mouth and reaching over, running his fingers over the lighting control. The lights came on and Yasuko's eyes caught sight of...were those rose petals?

Glancing down, Yasuko went to toe off his shoes and saw a little note lying there. He pulled his shoes off and crouched down to pick it up, running his eyes over the words. It was Hiroshi's handwriting, and the note expressed how much Hiroshi missed him, then on the floor next to it, another note that had a bubble arrow pointing towards Yasuko's kitchen. He grinned, suddenly not tired anymore. He stood straight, still holding the note, and followed the arrow, pushing through his swinging kitchen door, the lights coming on immediately.

Yasuko's eyes found a cup of tea, and a rose right next to it. Sighing, Yasuko made his way over, sliding into one of the bar stools, smelling the rose quickly before turning his attention to the next note. It told him how a Prince needed tea and a rose after work. Yasuko looked at the tea, putting his hand around it. It was still piping hot. He wondered how long ago Hiroshi had been here. Picking up the tea, Yasuko slid off the barstool, taking a sip, the warmth seeming even more so because Hiroshi had made it for him. He followed the various notes, all saying something different, all leading towards his bedroom.

Yasuko pushed into his bedroom, trying not to step on any of the rose petals. He looked up, seeing his bed was made and there were even petals on the mattress. Yasuko could only laugh, his cheeks reddening, even though the man was not there. Yasuko set the tea down on his bedside stand and followed the remainder of the notes to his closed bathroom door.

Turning the knob, he pushed the door in and was met with a swirl of steam, and the scent of roses. He blinked a few times, quickly shutting the door so as not to lose any of the warmth. Yasuko looked over. His bath tub was filled with hot water--steaming--flower petals floating on the top. Yasuko shook his head. He wanted to call Hiroshi now and thank him, but he knew the man had probably gone to bed.

Yasuko pulled off his shirt and undid his belt walking around the tub to lay his things on the sink. He glanced up at the big mirror on the wall, and was met with the shape of a huge heart written in the steam on the mirror. It had dripped slightly, trailing down away from it, but it was still there, almost big enough to take up the whole mirror. Yasuko leaned on the sink, looking at it and grinning from ear to ear.

As he slid down into the hot water, the feeling soothing his body, he knew that as soon as he saw Hiroshi he would have to show him just how happy all of this had made him. Even though he doubted he would ever be able to express it.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi sighed out as he laid in bed watching the television on the opposing wall, the bright color lighting the room up in a cool blue he flipped through the channels seeing different channels for different reasons, news, programs, more news...it was boring. He sighed out and dropped his hand as he leaned on the headboard with the blankets to his stomach. He looked over to see what time it was and groaned. What was Yasuko doing? Had he left work yet? Had he gotten all those little notes?

Hiroshi smiled and felt even his own face grow red for everything he had done. He hoped Yasuko liked the little surprise even if it would be quite a little mess to pick up all those rose petals, but he was sure he wouldn't mind. Heck he'd go over and do it for him. Hiroshi sighed out thinking of his new boyfriend. He deserved every minute that Hiroshi put into doing all of that for him. He missed him terribly. Funny how attached he was to him! He pondered on calling to check in, make sure he made it home okay, made sure the apartmen hadn't burned down from lighting a few candles here and there.

Hiroshi yawned and turned off the large orb of light and sunk down deep into the bed and groaned, staring at the ceiling. He missed Yasuko! It was literally killing him and it was causing him to lose sleep. Yes, tomorrow, he was going to have to see him come hell or high water.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko didn't bother brushing off the rose petals as he pushed his exercise pants off his hips and laid down under the cool blankets, the lights of Coruscant at night spilling through his window. He was going to call sick day at his cafe job tomorrow due to not getting in until late, which meant he had a totally free day tomorrow. At least until he went in for his cleaning shift at Roaul's around ten thirty. But he only had to hang around there for about an hour. They were giving him a break because he had come in and aved thier hides this evening.

Yasuko pulled the sheets up to his hips, his hand absentmindedly running over a rose petal he had moved off his pillow so he didn't crush it. His mind was on Hiroshi--the only thing it was ever on nowadays. He felt so terrible for bailing on him this evening, but all of this that Hiroshi had done...it was...Yasuko laughed. Something no one had ever done. The ache on his jaw threw into sharp releif how wonderful Hiroshi was, how much Yasuko cared for him. He missed his so badly right now, it was as if he hadn't seen him in forever.

Turning over and sticking his hand under his pillow, he watched the rose petal in his fingers as he finally fell asleep.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi yawned lazily as he walked out of the apartment towards his hover craft, hearing his phone buzz already. He sighed annoyed already knowing that it was who he really wanted it to be. He looked at the phone and saw it was Lydia, already calling at the butt crack of dawn. He knew that this was going to be a long morning, day, and afternoon if she was going to call him over and over again like she loved to do.

Hiroshi got into his car and looked at his phone and saw that he had already missed three calls. He rolled his eyes and grabbed the com and opened a link and quickly dialed Yasuko. He turned th car on and pulled out of his spot and headed towards the busy lanes with the morning commuters. He bit his lower lip as he flew to a stop, waving at someone as he turned the craft into ongoing traffic hearing the phone beep. He knew it was early, but he had to call, had to tell him good morning, had to tell him that he was going insande without him.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko heard his com beeping, and he groaned, rolling over. He almost fell out of the bed--totally naked--but caught himself and swung his legs out to stand up. He yawned, his eyes watering as he glanced at the clock. It was around eight thirty in the morning. Yasuko pulled on his exercise pants, hurrying out of his room.

"Keep your pants on, Aaron, I'm coming..." he said, guessing that it was his boyfriend. He fell into his couch, grabbing the com and pressing the opening the line and putting it to his ear with a yawn. "Hai..." he said sleepily. "Yasuko Arai."

If it was Aaron he was hanging up. If it was his cafe manager, he was telling him he was sick, if it was one of his friends, he was telling them that he was going back to bed and didn't want to see thier faces today. If it was Hiroshi, he would be awake immediately and thanking him profusely for what he had done the evening previous. Other than Hiroshi, no one was getting the time of day out of him.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi smiled widely at the sound of his voice, the groggyness, the tire, how bad he suddenly felt but how good it all was!

"Good morning, sleeping beauty! Have any good dreams about me?" He laughed lightly as he looked around merging into another lane as he headed towards a tunnel that would take him into the heart of Coruscant. "I hope you enjoyed coming home last night, I did it all by myself thank you very much." He looked around and came to a halt as he was waiting on a light. He groaned and sighed out loudly.

"God, I miss you!" He felt like a sixteen year old again and it was giving him such a great feeling inside whenever he thought about him or even talked to him. Seeing him, of course, was always the best! But this was good enough for him instead of having to start off his day hearing commotions outside of his hover craft and honking his horn profusely.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko grinned, his sleepyness fleeing almost immediately, even though he yawned again. He ran a hand through his messy hair and stood up off the couch, pulling up his pants. He walked into the kitchen, leaning on the table and picking up the rose that had been put there the evening previous.

"Mm," he said with a smile. "Roses are my favorite," Yasuko said, twirling the flower in his fingers as he looked at it carefully, afraid he would hurt it in some. "My apartment smells like roses now, so does my bed, and bathroom. It's heavenly, you should be here," Yasuko said. Even he smelled like roses. But how he wished he had Hiroshi's smell all over him instead. But he would settle for roses until he could see the man. Yasuko stood straight and turned, leaning a hip on the table.

"I miss you, too," he echoed, his mind lost in thinking about the man he was talking to. How he wished he could see him. "Thank you for everything you did last night, Hiroshi. God, it made me feel better," he laughed a little. Then he stood straight. "Got nothing to do all day, but run into Raoul's for a little bit this evening. Can I see you tonight?" Yasuko usually didn't ask someone if he could see them. Usually he waited for them to invite him. But his need to see Hiroshi was so bad, he just had to ask him. He chewed his lip.

"I mean, if you aren't busy or anything."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi moved from the light and laughed gently, imaging how it would have looked to him had he walked in from a hard days night. He laughed again when he began to tell him about how roses were his favorite, thank god! He was a bit scared when having to do that, but he figured everyone enjoyed a rose.

"I am so glad you liked it." He said as he looked around turning into the tunnel. He heard Yausko mention the fact that he missed him and suddenly his heart was breaking into a million pieces. It had been so long since they had been together and it was beginning to feel like an eternity! Any longer and he was going to go through withdrawal.

"Tonight?" He said thinking over everything, knowing the only thing he had reserved was a place for Yasuko. He smiled and sat up in his seat. "I am never too busy for you, ever! Tonight is great!" He was suddenly getting excited for this day. It would go by painfully slower now that he had a plan but it would be okay if he just worked hard.

"Yes, we will see each other tonight! No interruptions like we had with Lydia. God! She has called me three times already, can you believe that?" He laughed lightly and shrugged. "I mean, well I called you real early but...that is a different story!" He smiled and exited the tunnel.

"Tonight it is. We can do anything you want. Anything at all."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, moving out of the kitchen and back to his bedroom where it was warmer than the rest of his apartment. He didn't really know what Hiroshi wanted to do so he didn't suggest anything. He went to the bathroom, going to the mirror. There was still an outline of the heart that had been there the night before. Yasuko would never wash it off.

"Okay," he said, leaning over and peering at his sleepy eyes in the mirror. "Anything you want to do is fine with me," Yasuko rolled his eyes, suddenly reminded of something. "I've gotta meet Aaron at lunch so he can tell me he's sorry for popping me one," Yasuko laughed, looking at the bruise in the mirror. It had gotten uglier overnight and was now an icky blueish red. He shook his head. "But anytime later is fine, I just have to see your face," Yasuko said. Well, he hadn't really meant to say it, and his cheeks went pink. He smiled a little. "Sorry...don't mean to be clingy, Hiroshi."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi almost wrecked when he heard that. He was almost ready to stop the car, turn around and rush over...matter of fact...

"What!?" He said loudly, so loud that it was almost shocking others didn't even hear him in their own hovers. He looked over his right shoulder then his left and turned the hover vehicle around and headed towards the apartment complex.

"Damn it..." He said lowly when a car got in his way. "He hit you again? Why? Give me a good explanation as to why?" He clenched his jaw just as he had the other night. He was ready to kill people, anyone in sight, but his hopes were set on Aaron.

"God! Yasuko..honey..god!" He sighed out, not upset at Yasuko, just upset that Aaron felt the need to hit him. It pissed him off, it broke his heart, and it infuriated him. "I'm coming over." He said not caring at all whether he was going ot be late for work. "I have to see you! I want to see what the jerk did!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko furrowed his brow and shook his head as if Hiroshi could see him. He turned around and leaned a hip on the sink.

"No, no! You'll be late for work, I'm fine, really. He's done worse before. A little ice and a medicated pad and I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. I don't want you to miss work because of me, Hiroshi," Yasuko tried to convince him. He didn't want him to come here and get chewed out at work just because he had a bruise on his face. He sighed out and shook his head again. "Don't worry about me, I'm an expert at this."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

"No, Yasuko, I am coming over to survey the damage. You know you could sue him if you put your mind to it!" Hiroshi was flaming mad, he had this instinct to take care of Yasuko, baby him, love him, make him feel better.

"I just...want to take care of you, Yasuko. I don't think you should be treated that way, ever." He shook his head and looked around, taking a turn to go back towards Yasuko's complex. "You deserve better, didn't I tell you that?" He became soft and wanted him to know that as long as Hiroshi was around Aaron wasn't ever going to touch him, and if this happened he again he would have to tell Aaron himself.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko rubbed a hand over his face.

"Yeah, but..." Yasuko began, but he couldn't come up with a defense for Aaron. And excuse. He'd been making them since they had begun dating. 'Oh, I fell off my hoverboard', or 'No, I just slipped on the steps to my apartment.' Yasuko had just dealt with it so long that it felt normal now, and hearing Hiroshi say that it wasn't, even though Yasuko knew that, it was a little strange that there was someone who actually objected to it. He knew plenty of other people who were in relationships just like him, and it seemed like just a common occurance that sucked, but was normal. And yet, Hiroshi was angry, not going to work just to come over and see if he was okay.

Yasuko brushed some hair out of his face. Hiroshi shouldn't have to take care of Yasuko. Yasuko was nineteen, he ought to have learned to take care of himself by now. It was just when Aaron got mad like that...he got a little crazy, and nothing could calm him down. That was why Yasuko couldn't stand up to him, Aaron was too big, got too angry. Yasuko shook his head.

"I don't want you to get fired or chewed out because you were late because you were looking after me," Yasuko said. Then he looked down. "I'm fine, really."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi sighed out, aggravated that he was objecting to his coming over. He was just wanting to go over and kiss it and make it all better, but then again he did need to go to work. He sighed out again.

"Fine. I won't." He bt his lower lip and saw the complex just a street ahead. God how he just wanted to run in and kiss him everywhere he possibly could before owrk. If he did that he would be able to have the best day ever, but he knew that work brought him money.

"Okay, you've convinced me this time around, Yasuko. But I am not a happy camper." He scratched his forehead as he tried to get out of the mess he just got himself into, a huge bundle of traffic. "I will see you tonight, then. If I were you, I'd ignore whatever Aaron has to say. It doesn't make up for anything." He frowned and nodded.

"Okay, I am done preaching. I miss you. I will see you later then, okay?" Hiroshi was definitely not happy. He wanted to see what Aaron did, wanted to see if Yasuko was really okay. He knew he had to let the boy fend for himself since he wasn't his mother. But he was just protective.

"One more time, though, and I am not promising to blow the roof off." He smiled as he laughed lightly at that situation. He knew Yasuko might not find it as amusing, but he needed to know that he wasn't a fan of Aaron.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled, releived that Hiroshi wasn't coming over. He didn't really want the man to see how bad it looked right now. Once he got something to cover it up, he wouldn't be so bothered, but the bruise and the cut looked nasty at the moment and he didn't want Hiroshi to see him like this.

"Alright," he surrendered. "Have a good day at work, Baby. Thanks for calling," he said, his fingers fiddling with the strings on his exercise pants as he heard Hiroshi bid him farewell and hang up. Yasuko clicked off the com and dropped it on the floor of the bathroom. Yasuko shook his head, pulling his pants off and starting his shower. After a moment, he eased in, needing the hot water and wanting to clean up his cut so he could put something on it. He was anxious to see Hiroshi this evening, but he knew the day would crawl by until he got to see the man. He would just haveto preoccupy himself with thoughts of him instead.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi was already in a sour mood by the time he reached work. But he kept thinking on how Yasuko looked, what if he had been beaten horribly and he looked awful? What if Aaron had wailed on him? It killed Hiroshi to stew over it which is why he was trying ot keep his mind on other things, but it wasn't really working. He was almost rearended when he had kept his mind preoccupied with Yasuko's face and relationship.

Now he was ready to just start killing people at his workplace for their whining and complaining, even his good friend the secretary was getting on his nerves and she was the only one they both could stand! If anyone knew his secret without him ever expressing it, she'd be the girl to already know. But today she was killing him, why? Because Lydia was killing her. The girl had called over seven times. Hiroshi was feeling this huge mound of pressure fall on his shoulders. Aside from Yasuko and work it was Lydia and even him being....something else.

He looked at the clock and made a face. It was going so slow! He wished he had some way to make the time go by faster, but with everything going haywire where he was at just made things worse. It was like he worked in Hell.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko had cleaned his cut and dressed, done some writing on his computer, talked to a few people at work about his hours, gotten his pay docked at the cafe, and been called by Aaron three times to make sure they were still meeting by the time Yasuko actually left the apartment to meet his boyfriend.

He had let Aaron know that this was going to stay short, as Yasuko was in no mood to see him today and Aaron actually seemed to understand that. Yasuko could walk to the little coffee shop he was meeting Aaron at. It wasn't far from his apartment and it only took him a few minutes to get there.

When he did, he saw Aaron waiting for him. The dread that rolled over in his stomach made him want to flee the other direction and go see Hiroshi. But he restrained and sat down across from the other man, who looked at him for a long moment.

"Hi, Aaron," Yasuko said flatly. His boyfriend sighed.

"Look, Yasu, I'm sorry about yesterday, I just...got mad," Aaron began. It was the same routine as always. Yasuko nodded.

"I know, Aaron, you always are," Yasuko said, as Aaron launched into his speech that Yasuko had learned to tune out.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi was in dire need of a break. His butt was numb, his head hurt, he missed Yasuko, he worried for Yasuko, he got word that Satan Herself was coming to pay him a visit, and he was ahead of schedule and had nothing to do for a solid hour except dread that Lydia was dropping by to make his life more of a living hell.

He leaned back trying to get his eyes from burning due to staring at small print all day long. Sadly he was ready to swallow a knife when he heard a tap at the door and then to hear nice heeled shose echo in the room. It was Lydia, prestine and perfect, as usual. She took a seat and suddenly lashed out against him telling him that he needed to be careful for he was going to lose her. God! If it were only that easy!

"We need to spend more time together! You need to pay more attention to me! Not these people you work for!" He was contemplating on jumping through the plate glass window, but knew that would be too much money for the company. His tie could get caught in the paper shredder...nah...too messy. Bingo! He could put his fingers accidentally in the light socket. But pain wasn't something he really liked.

He stared at Lydia, watching her perfect glossed lips move a mile a minute, nothing coming out but silence. Hiroshi was a God when it came to tuning her out, ignoring her, hell he didn't even see her anymore.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko let Aaron talk as he watched, but his mind was across Coruscant in a lawyer's office where Hiroshi was sitting doing work, or making phone calls, or talking to clients, or whatever he was doing right now. Yasuko hated it here, because Aaron was. He hated it here because Hiroshi was not here.

It felt like Aaron talked for two years before he finally apologized again and Yasuko tuned back in so it would seem as if he had been listening. He nodded at his boyfriend and leaned back in his chair. He sighed. Aaron's brow furrowed.

"Did you even hear a word I said, Yasuko?" he asked. Yasuko looked at him and nodded.

"Yeah, I did, Aaron, why do you always assume I tune you out?" Yasuko asked, even though he always did. Aaron shrugged.

"I don't know, Yasuko, maybe because even though I say all this stuff, you still refuse to do what I ask you to do. Why did you get so diffucult all of a sudden? You used to be so good," Aaron said. Yasuko wanted to hurl. The man was talking about him--to his face--like he was a dog. An animal, a pet that was trained to do tricks. Yet, Yasuko knew that in a way he was. Conditioned to protect himself by obeying Aaron's rules. But he didn't want to anymore. He didn't want Aaron anymore. Yasuko waved his hand.

"Look, Aaron, I have things to do, I am gonna go home and try to do them, okay? See you later. I'll call you tomorrow," Yasuko said, pushing his chair out with a screech and standing straight. Aaron didn't make a move to stop him as he moved by, hoisting his satchel onto his shoulder and beginning down the walk way.

How much he hated that man now.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

"I don't give a damn, Lydia!" Hiroshi had heard about ten minutes of the conversation and knew that he couldn't sit there and have his time be wasted. Valuable time of his life that he would never get back. People had been pausing by his office as he stood up yelling at her, she doing the same in return. God, these two people hated each other more than anything yet they were still in denial of it all, well at least Lydia was! She was clingly and didn't know how to let it go.

Hiroshi had literally left this relationship long ago, yet she was still adamant on keeping it alive. It was like a brain dead patient! She was struggling to keep this thing going when it was deader than a doornail.

"If I have to work, then by god I am going to work! Sure we haven't been together in a while, that sucks, but my job is what pays the bills! Until sleeping with you give me credits, I am not doing it! Understand?" Hiroshi slammed his hand on the desk and frowned heavily, feeling beads of sweat form. Lydia was up in his face yelling and he was more than ahppy to yell right back.

"You can't call me all the time, drop by all the time, this is unprofessional! Now I want you out of my god damn office! Now!" He pointed at the door as he yelled, not caring who heaerd or who saw. If this was to be ended it would be done so by force, which he was doing now. He was in a bad mood and the perfect creature to take all his anger out on was the girl standing there in front of him.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko was sitting at his computer, having a painful conversation with his brother, Chiko, who had a job opening and was urging Yasuko to take it. It would pay more than the cafe and the club job, yet it meant he would have to work from eight till eight, giving him little time for anything else. Which meant no time to take care of the payments on his apartment, helping out his parents in his spare time, making sure Emiko understood her homework that she called him about. It also meant even less time with his friends and with Hiroshi. Plus he didn't even want to see the fit Aaron would throw. And the job was boring as hell.

"Look, Chiko, I can't talk about it right now, I am filling out some stuff for the Coruscant Center," he said into the com. His brother made a noise on the other end.

"You're applying there?" he asked. Yasuko nodded.

"It's the only one I am applicable for a loan of some sort. Look, I am doing it because I have nothing better to do with my time. I am not going. Look, I'll call you about the job in a couple of days. Things aren't so good with Aaron right now," Yasuko said, shutting his lap top.

"I know. He's a jackass. Look just call me whenever you can, I gotta talk to some lawyers anyway. We have someone embezzling and he's called up the forces of Heaven and Hell to protect himself. Love you, talk to you later," Chiko said. Yasuko smiled and nodded.

"Bye," he said, hanging up the com and shaking the sleepyness from his eyes. He opened up his laptop again, logging into a word messenger program and opening up the Coruscant Center application forms again, shoving a hand in his hair as he read through the questions. This was ridiculous. He was a nervous wreck and he didn't even really have a reason to be.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi slammed the door to his office and was quick to push the button on his desk to fog the windows so nobody could see in. How he loved the technology of his office! He should have darkened them when Lydia was there, but he had no time nor the means to do it. He walked to his chair and slumped down in it and let out an aggravated sigh. He hated that woman! Why the hell was he staying with her? He wanted to just go slit his wrists willingly at this exact moment to hide him from his office workers and from everything at this exact moment.

"God!" He screamed, kicking his desk. Actually he would much rather find Yasuko and just hide in his arms for a while, that seemed like a much better and much needed plan. He heard a knock at his door and he was almost about to scream for the person to go away, but it was his secretary. The only woman in the world, aside from his Mother, he'd ever love.

"I got a call....you get to go home for the day." Hiroshi sighed out and shook his head. That was a nice thing to think of but in no way was he wanting to do that. If he did he'd end up finding the nearest living thing and killing it. He was so mad at everything right now that not even a break would help him. All he wanted was somewhere out there talking with his ex about being abused. Jerk.

"Thanks, but no thanks."

"Hiroshi...I think you need to dump your girlfriend. Women are evil...I think you'd do much better with a hot guy!" He looked up at his secretary who leaned on his desk with a huge grin and raising her eyebrows. One of the main reasons he loved her was because she was just as perverted as he was and she had good tastes in men. ALthough he hadn't told her he was...that way...he knew she knew.

"That is what it seems like I am nattowing down to." The girl laughed and put a few files on his desk.

"While I think of you making out with a hot guy...pretending to work...you can look at these cases. Cheer up...if all else fails, you can marry me."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko had made three rounds around his living room. He was going crazy. He never did realize how much he preferred being at work than at home until he was. He hated being alone at home all day, without anyone there with him. It made him feel eerie, bad, he didn't know why but it did.

Sighing out, Yasuko glanced at the clock and then went to the window, leaning his forehead against it. He realized as he stood there that he could see Hiroshi's apartment from this window. It was a wonder that he had looked out and seen that building a million times before he knew the man, and never thought anything of it. He couldn't pick out which window was Hiroshi's but he figured it was probably a little lower down.

He wondered how the man was doing. He wondered how his day was, if it was going any better than his own. It would be like seeing God when he got to see Hiroshi tonight.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi was calming down, although he was still a bit raw from the ordeal with Lydia, things had picked back up to a normal pace, she stopped calling, his mind was back on track, and it was like a breath of fresh air. Now that he thought about it as he sat back in his chair after finishing up a report on what he had just read, he thought of Yasuko. He smiled. He prayed to God that hhis day was much better than his had ended up being. He was literally counting down the minutes till they saw each other. He was mad that he just didn't get up and leave when his secretary told him to head out. He knew that he could if he wanted, but he figured that Yasuko was busy.

Wouldn't hurt to check up on him, though, right? He bit his lower lip and grabbed a pen followed by his phone. He dialed the number quickly and began to play with the pen, as he always did when on an office call. He just needed to hear his voice and feel the weight be miraculously lifted.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko jumped out of his skin as his com beeped loudly from his computer desk, set on loud so he would be sure to hear it. He was jolted out of his reverie of Hiroshi and he turned, peering over his shoulder at the com, the light blinking at him as it beeped.

Turning and going over, Yasuko sat down in his chair and opening his lap top to fiddle on it while he talked to however it was. He picked up the com and opened the line, pressed the com between his ear and his shoulder as he began to type randomly on a blank document.

"Hello?" he asked, waiting to hear who it was. If it was Aaron he was going to find a blunt object and scoop his eyeballs out. "Yasuko Arai."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi let out a silent sigh as he closed his eyes, God his voice made him feel pleasant already. He smiled and opened his eyes finding the tinted windows of his office.

"My day has sucked." He informed him quickly. "I am going insane! Please, tell me your day has been better than mine?" He laughed lightly leaning forward. God, he wasn't wanting to recap the Lydia incident, but it was too good to pass up.

"Satan stopped by to cause some problems! I am shocked you didn't hear me yelling all the way where you are!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, happiness flooding through him as he heard Hiroshi's voice. He stopped playing with his computer to turn sideways and cross his legs. He nodded.

"I did, I was just trying to be polite," he said with a smile. Then he sobered a little. "I'm sorry your day's been bad. Mine's not been the greatest either," Yasuko laughed. "Cafe docked my pay for taking too much time with personal things at work. And Aaron made everything so much better for me," Yasuko said mock cheerfully. Then he sighed a little. "I am convinced you have Satan and I have her right hand man," Yasuko said jokingly, rubbing his forehead and then shaking his head. Then he smiled. "I'll try to make things better for you when I see you tonight, which, by the way, isn't getting her nearly fast enough for me. I'm ready to set the clock forward and just go..." Yasuko said with a laugh. He paused a moment.

"Surely one good thing happened for you today," Yasuko prompted, trying to make Hiroshi see something good in his day, maybe to brighten his mood.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed feeling better already at his little joke. God, he just neeed to see his face for a few seconds and nothing would go wrong. Hiroshi laughed again when he actually wondered if he could set the clock ahead and just leave for the hell of it. Suddenly he remembered he could leave early!

"Actually...hey!" He stood up and walked over to the window and tapped. He saw a blurry object and sudden his secretary pocked her head into his office. "Does that offer still apply?" He said looking at her and moving the phone away from his mouth. She shrugged and told him to just go anyway. Suddenly his day was lookimng very bright!

"How about we go ahead and turn the clocks forward? I get to get off work early! Apparently my yelling caused such a disruption that my boss wants me to leave!" He chuckled and took a seat again. "Are you busy? Mind if I stop by a few hours early? It'll make up for lost time last night!" He felt really happy now. If he got to see Yasuko before schedule then he knew his day was going to end up being perfect, even if Lydia stopped by again, which was looking very bleak.

"Unless, of course, you don't want to see me at all?" Hiroshi smiled. The sooner he got out of this office the better.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko's body felt like crumpling to the floor with releif. He grinned from ear to ear, the problems of the day suddenly just going away. He nodded, standing and nodding again as if Hiroshi could see him.

"No, I don't want to see you, but I want you to come over just so I can say it to your face," he said teasingly. "Drive slow, give me time to pick up around here, it looks like a warzone," Yasuko laughed. He began to pick up as they spoke, another smile breaking on his mouth. "And anyway, your perfectly allowed to yell all you want around her," Yasuko said. And moane, grunt, purr, whatever the hell you want to do, Yasuko finished in his mind, but kept it to himself.

"You're sure you're safe to leave?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed loudly and leaned back in his chair, happy that he had made this phone call, happy that all had fallen into place, and absolutely beside himself that his girlfriend wouldn't be bothering him anytime soon. He sighed and nodded.

"Fine! I think I will come over just to hear you say it to my face." He smiled and leaned up after a moment and leaned his elbows on the desk. "Yeah, boss said go, I am not passing this opportunity up! It only happens ever millenia!" He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the clock. At least he'd get three hours early! He smiled.

"I'll be there in a few, okay? See you in a flash. Bye babe!" He hung up quickly and stood up, grabbing his belongings and heading to the door quicker than he ever had. He turned the lights off and walked out, passing the secretaries desk. She smiled at him, said her goodbyes, told him to get laid, and that she'd see him tomorrow. All of that sounded like the best idea Hiroshi had ever heard, but it was abit too early to mention getting laid in this relationship, although the night before he was on the road to doing that!

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko hung the phone and hurried around, picking up various things that were laying about from his day at home. He had picked up the flower petals and--like a huge woman--pressed them between book pages, under books, under heavy objects so they would press and dry.

Yasuko moved to his bedroom, wiggling out of his boxers and pulling on grey exercise pants and pulled on a white t-shirt that said "Asian Track Record" in small blue letters on the left of his chest. He glanced in the mirror, shuddering, before moving back to the living room and moving into the kitchen. He put on some tea, wanting to have some ready when Hiroshi got there. He became slightly anal, and moved things around in the living room before he finally lit at his computer, opening it and beginning to type for nothing else to do to pass the time.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi hurried to the apartment, speeding all the way there. He was wanting to see Yasuko, give him the biggest hug and kiss that ever was, and just hang with him and get things off his chest! God, he neever realized how good it was to have a boyfriend who actually gave a damn about him. It was quite nice. He smiled once he parked his hover craft and jumped out as if he were racing for a record. He jogged into the building and remembered the man at the desk and gave a friendl wave before jogging to the lifts.

He stood impatiently in the lift, moving from foot to foot, trying to calm down, trying to get unhyper, but it was just impossible. He was seeing Yasuko! He smiled when the door opened and he jogged out into the hall, he calmed down and changed his pace to a walk. He grabbed the key in his pocket and smiled as he stopped at the door. He slipped the key into the swiping machine and heard a click. He loved that sound! As long as he lived he would always love that sound coming from Yasuko's door. He grinned and pushed the door open, being able to smell the boy immediately. He smiled so happy to be there and out of his office.

"Honey! I'm home!" He said happily as he pulled his shoes off quickly and closed the door.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko jumped up off the couch, half from being startled, half from excitement. He stood up grinning when he saw Hiroshi standing in his doorway. Yasuko couldn't help it. He ran over, almost running into the other man and wrapped his arms around Hiroshi's waist, hugging him for a moment, then kissing him, remembering by the sharp pain that went through his jaw of the ugly blueish red bruise and the cut on his jaw.

"God, I missed you," Yasuko said, leaning his head on Hiroshi's chest, breathing in a deep breath, the man making every bad thing that had happened go away. "I'm sorry you had such a bad day, Hiroshi."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed lively when he was attacked, joyously so as well, and kissed. He appreciated it all as if these two lived together and he was coming home from a hard days work. It was a great thought and it even made his day that much better. He laughed and looked down at him and hugged him back, tightly.

"I missed you, too. My day is much better now that I am here." He said lowlyas he grabbed the boy by the face gently and gave him a kiss on the lips. He frowned when he saw the nasty little mark on his face. He hissed and let out a growl of disapproval.

"Yasuko..." He said in a low hard tone almost as if he were about to scold a child for stealing. He sighed and shook his head and simply smiled. He bent down and gave it a soft kiss. "Doesn't look as bad as I was imagining it to. It'll go away quickly." He said with optimism. He kissed Yasuko again a little more passionately again. God if he could just stand there in his doorway and kiss him for th rest of his life he was ready to sign the contract.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled, easing back a little from the hard kiss. He wanted to attack the man with his mouth, but it hurt the ping pong ball sized bruise on his jaw. He slowly leaned away the sound of thier kiss breaking the only noise in the room.

"Ouch," he said with a smiled before nodding. "I know it'll go away, but that little cut's kind of deep. He was wearing his ring. It might leave a scar..." he said, a little ashamed. Then he smiled a little. "It'll only the fourth or fifth one though," he said with a grin. He moved around the man, reaching up and sliding his suit jacket off, hanging it on one of the hooks that was on the wall next to the door. "I made tea," he said, nodding to the kitchen, "if you want some at some point."

Yasuko reached around the man and shut his apartment door, not wanting anyone to walk by and disturb them. He reached up, putting his hands on Hiroshi's face and gently kissing him again, pasionately, deeply, without putting too much strain on his bruise. He wished that thing would go away. It was severely messing up how he wanted to kiss this man.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi smiled at the kiss. He was wanting to apologize for the one previous, but didn't for he was now concentrating on kissing him gently, but with the passion he actually felt. Oh well, there were other parts of his body that had yet to be explored! He smiled and moved out ofthe kiss and put his arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, leaning his head on his shoulder and moaning.

"It feels so nice right here." He said happily. God if he had this at work whenever he got stressed out he'd be the happiest person in the world. He moved away and brushed a piece of his hair out of his eyes and smiled. "You look great today and tea would be fabulous!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko smiled, looking down at himself and shaking his head, moving away but taking Hiroshi's hand to lead him to the kitchen. After wanting to be with him all day, he wasn't leaving his side quite yet, even just to get tea.

"This is my 'I hate my life and want to wallow in that' outfit," Yasuko said jokingly, looking back and holding the kitchen door open for Hiroshi to come in behind him. He dropped the man's hand to pour the boiling water into the two cups he had set out for them, pushing the honey and suger towards Hiroshi in case he wanted any in his green tea. He leaned his hip against the counter, looking back at Hiroshi and smiling.

"But has anybody told you yet how sexy you look in a suit?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed and took a seat and looked at Yasuko make him some tea, loving every minute of it for it gave him a chance to just stare at him and love every minute of it. He shook his head with satisfaction when he turned to look at him pushing the honey and sugar towards him. he grabbed the cup and blew in it, glancing at Yasuko with a huge smile.

"Why...everytime I walk into a room, sweetheart!" He said with a wink. He took a drink and sighed out the heat very soothing to every part of his body that was so tense and full of stress. He looked up at Yasuko and shrugged. "You look fine as hell, too my young Prince! I think you would look good in anything that touched your skin. You are flawless..and I hate you for that!" He smiled and took another drink.

Yasuko's skin was miraculously, creamy, smooth, perfect, flawless! Hiroshi on the other hand had a lazy eye, a stupid beauty mark on the right side of his lip, he had a little discoloration under his right eye...oily skin....he shook his head and took another drink. Yasuko was just...sheer perfection! It was crazy!

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko gave out a laugh, sliding up into a bar stool across from Hiroshi. He took a drink of the hot liquid, feeling it soothe his body making him comfortable. He watched Hiroshi drink, wondering how Hiroshi couldn't think the same of himself. Yasuko didn't see one problem. His face was a soft triangular shape, no lines whatsoever on his face. He had perfectly almond shaped eyes that were deeper than anything Yasuko had seen before. His smile was infectious, his hair was always perfect. Yasuko didn't see anything not to like about Hiroshi. He shook his head, setting his mug down and smiling.

"Well, I think you're perfect, just like this," he said, waving at Hiroshi to indicate what he meant. Then he dropped his hand and gave a mock hurt expression. He held out his hand. "And if you hate me, I'll just have my key back," he said, smiling coyly.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed and leaned back.

"I don't think so! You can take that somewhere else! You are never getting your key back unless you move, which I'll be there to help you move in which means I'll get another key. Hell, I'll go covert and break in if I have to!" He joked as he leaned forward again and drank.

"You are perfect and I love it. You love it to!" He smiled and lowered his head to drink. He looked at Yasuko and wanted to just accidentally spill it on him and force him to take his shirt off, Lord knows that is what he has been wanting all day long.

"Well, my day has officially gotten better and for that I owe you some kisses!" He smiled as he sat the cup down. Since when did he become so comfortable that he could just accpet the fact he was wanting to make out with a man? That was something he had never done before in his life!

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, pushing his tea to a safer location as he stood up, waving a hand at Hiroshi to stay put. He began to move slowly around the table. He pressed a hand to his chest.

"I'm the one that bailed on you last night," he said matter-of-factly. "Which means I owe you..." he looked around counting. "Assuming I went home at eleven...five hours of kisses," he said, chewing his lip and walking all the way around the table until he was in front of Hiroshi. He placed his hands on the man's knees, separating his legs so that he could move in for the kill. Yasuko stepped up on the last rung of the chair and balanced himself. He leaned on Hiroshi's thighs slightly, and leaned in giving him a nice, warm, deep kiss to start them off.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi was liking this, oh yes, he was definitely liking this! He accepted it with open arms and simply put his hand on his head to deepen the kiss, but in a kind enough manner as to not hurt his little Prince. He laughed lightly, sexually, in his mouth as he made way for his tongue to find familiar territory tht he happened to love so much!

"I could do this all night, if need be. Don't want to put any pressure on you or anything." Hiroshi mumbled all of this during the kiss, not really caring if it made sense for it was just easy to disregard when one was beginning to make out and beginning to get very hot under the collar, which he was doing at this exact moment.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed against the man's mouth, ignoring the small sharp pain that went throug his jaw. He parted his lips to allow Hiroshi access to his mouth and gently slid his own tongue through the man's lips to explore once again. How much he loved to make out. Especially with Hiroshi because his kissing blew Yasuko away.

"Mn..." Yasuko growled playfully, moving to kiss Hiroshi's jaw and neck, becoming interested in the soft skin below the man's ear. He nipped it slightly with his teeth, getting a little more adventurous this time around. He laughed, reaching up with his other hand to put it on the opposite side of Hiroshi's neck so that he didn't move anywhere and would allow Yasuko to time to explore until he wanted to move on.

"Mmm..." he purred happily. "You smell good."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi closed his eyes as the pleasure swept over him in one huge leap. This man knew how to kiss, how to make him hot, and how to make him want more. He touched him and he felt like his flesh was on fire, he loved every moment of this sudden outburst and he ws definitely wanting more, luckily nobody would walk in on them this time around?

"I stink..." He moaned after the comment Yasuko made against his skin, his hot breath sending a shiver down his spine. "I need a shower." He mindlessly said as he tried to open his eyes but couldn't for the pleasure was far too intense to allow his brain to do multiple things and the same time. The human body didn't have enough brain power to multitask when being turned on and kissed.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed at him, kissing around his neck, gently running his tongue over Hiroshi's Adam's apple and moving to the other side of his neck to pay attention to that skin for a few moments.

"Mm..." he said in response, smiling against Hiroshi's skin. "Maybe we can do that later too..." he murmured, as his hand ran up Hiroshi's chest to loosen his tie, and unbutton the first button on his dress shirt so he could run his fingers over the skin covering the man's collarbone. Yasuko was doing all the kissing, yet Hiroshi was single handedly turning him on. Just sitting there and being the way he was. It was crazy, but true.

"My bath still smells like roses..." he said, kissing down Hiroshi's jaw and giving him a short kiss on the lips, before leaning back and looking at him, giving him a smile. "We'll smell like roses."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed loving that idea! God, he didn't think he could rip off t heir clothes quick enough! He was very tempted, no...extremely tempted to take him up on that offer.

"Perhaps..." He said actually opening his eyes finally. He looked at him and smiled. "I am up for it, oh I am definitely up for it!" He said with a deep low laugh that came from within the depths of his chest and throat.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko leaned his head back and laughed. He leaned back slightly and took a deep breath as if preparing himself for something that was coming. Which he was, but it was something he was looking forward to ridiculously. He reached up to run his fingers through the man's, trying to work the gel out of it so he could feel it's softness.

"Alright then," Yasuko said, hopping off the rung of the chair. He backed up a couple steps. He put a hand on his hip. "Let's go get in the shower, get hot and wet, and be gay together," he said a little jokingly, even though he really meant it. "I'm sure it'll be fun."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi smiled and loved the idea, then...the word happened. He laughed and sighed, scratching his eyebrow feeling his body heat up for something else. He looked over at Yasuko and shook his head.

"I would love to, but...I'm not gay, remember that." He stood up and was almost ready to shred the clothes, but the look that Yasuko threw his way made him a bit unsure if this was actually going to happen now.

"What?" He said with a laugh.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko's brow furrowed and he smiled in disbelief. Was Hiroshi actually denying it? Honestly? Yasuko gave a laugh, chewing his lip for a moment, before waving his hands.

"Hiroshi you've made out with me several days in a row, and you're about to get in the shower with me," he said, a little amusement in his voice. He looked around. "I don't know if you've noticed, but, um...I'm a guy...and you're gay."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi laughed nodding to it all, but not the part about being...well....you know!

"No I know you are a guy, but...I'm not gay. That is something that just isn't going to fly. I am straight, but happen to like guys." He raised his eyebrow, smiling slyly. This was taking up too much of his time! Why weren't they naked and in the shower?

"I mean...you are beautiful....and I want to get in the shower!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko waved his hands, shaking his head.

"No, no, Hiroshi. I don't get in the shower with straight guys because that means they are either in serious denial and are gonna leave in the morning, or they think I am a girl. Because, Hiroshi, straight guys get in the shower with girls. Gay guys get in the shower with guys," Yasuko smiled. He leaned forward as if trying to convince him of something. "Hiroshi, you're gay."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi sighed out. This was no longer as funny as it had been a few seconds ago.

"No! I am not gay! I like guys, but I am straight!" He was in serious denial and he knew it, but he wasn't ready to confess..ready to come to terms with this fact for it meant too many things. "I am straight, Yasuko, deal with it. You have a straight boyfriend!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko shrugged. He turned and moved into the living room, hearing Hiroshi behind him. He stopped and turned, shaking his head.

"Sorry, I don't shower with straight guys. Actually, I don't date them either," Yasuko said matter-of-factly. He shrugged. "Oh well, I'm gonna go be gay in the shower, alone," he said with a smile. He turned on his heel and walked through the living room, leaving his bedroom door open and the bathroom door.

He wasn't angry, just amused that Hiroshi was in such serious denial. Though if he kept it up, it might end this relationship. Yasuko turned on the shower and suddenly had an idea. He grinned, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it off a little. He grinned a a little wider.

"Here comes the shirt!" he yelled, loud enough for Hiroshi to hear him. He laughed as he pulled his shirt off and threw it on the floor. "Mmm, the air feels nice!" he called. Then he grabbed the drawstrings on his pants. "Untying the pants now!" he pulled the knot out of them and pushed them over his hips. "Oops!" he called. "I forgot to put on boxers this morning! Oh well! Pants are gone!" he yelled. Oh how he hoped he was tormenting Hiroshi.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi groaned annoyed at this situation! He walked into the living room and fell onto the couch, watching his boyfriend walk away leaving him with a very big problem. He leaned his head back.

He wasn't gay, he had never been gay, he just...occassionally went to men when Lydia did nothing for him, which was all the time. He sighed out and rubbed his face that was sticky with sweat.

Here comes the shirt! Oh he was mean, oh he was very mean. Hiroshi leaned up to see the bathroom door was wide open and that his boyfriend was in there laughing and talking away speaking of air against his hot naked skin...oh god! Then his pants being on the floor..holy hell..then...no underwear...oh this was just not fair. He was dying a slow and painful death.

"I'm not gay, Yasuko! This is doing....absolutely....everything for me, damn you!" He stood up and sighed out, rubbing his neck and periodically looking at the door. "I'm not, just...I'm not gay!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko was laughing so hard he could barely catch his breath. Slowly, he stepped into the shower, leaving his head out so that Hiroshi could hear him as he yelled.

"Getting in the shower!" he called. Then he moaned. "God, it feels good!" he yelled. He moaned again, and began to make as many sounds that sounded like an orgasm as he could muster, just to make sure Hiroshi heard them all. "It's so hot in here! It feels amazing," he groaned out, a grin on his face. If Hiroshi didn't come to him now, then he was never going to come to him and he really was straight. "God, Hiroshi!" Yasuko moaned, throwing his name in the sweeten the pot.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi was dying, he was sweating, panting, hurting. He rubbed his neck again and decided quickly. How he was going to regret this for the rest of his life, he knew! Slowly he walked towards the bathroom where Yasuko continued to make sounds that they both should have been making. Damn him for this! Damn him to hell.

He pulled off his tie and then unbuttoned his shirt a few buttons and turned into the bathroom where he saw an arm fly around on the inside of the shower curtain. The moaning so loud that Hiroshi had to smile. He grabbed the curtain and slid it aside slowly, a grin on his face. God, Yasuko was dripping wet and he absolutely loved it.

"Okay." He said to him lowly, stepping back slightly watching Yasuko wipe his eyes and nose quickly freeing it from the water. "I'll be gay with you...in the shower..." He smiled and slowly, painfully so, unbuttoned his shirt. Pluck, pluck, pluck slowly all the way to the last button. He slowly slid off his shirt and kept giving him a crooked grin. He then ran his hands down his chest as if showing off the muscular body, which he actually was, and made his way to the pants where he unbuttoned them and unzipped them, so slow that it was even driving himself mad!

He let them fall around his legs, quickly to follow the silk black boxers he wore.

[Yasuko Arai]

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Yasuko awoke a long time before he willingly moved or opened his eyes. He awoke from a dream feeling rested and at peace, allbeit a little sore. For a long time he lay there, his eyes close, trying to remember if it was Friday or Saturday.

Finally, he cracked an eye open and then opened his eyes fully, looking at his window, the sun streaming through a small crack in the metal shades. After remembering that it was Saturday and no work to go to, or to attend to anywhere but here, Yasuko finally moved, curling out of a ball and stretching out over the mattress like a cat sunbathing. He groaned a little to himself as he reached up and moved some of his hair from his face, burying it in his pillow, still smelling the vague scent of rose there.

Yasuko kicked the sheet down away from him, his mind wandering back to the evening previous with delight. He couldn't help but laugh in his pillow as his mind trailed over every event, so fresh in his mind, arousing even now to think about. He shook his head a little and then pulled it out of the pillow, propping himself up on his elbows and burying his hands in his face instead, yawning hard and wide, causing his eyes to water, as he continued to laugh to himself, trying to keep it quiet.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi felt movement, he wasn't sure from where but it was there, moving was it on his right? His left? Who knew, he just knew that it was beside him and waking him up. He couldn't help but fight the urge to realize he was awake and that his wonderful dream was over, but then again it hadn't all been a dream. He felt his face grow red as he laid there with his eyes closed. He had come out of the closet, done some of the things that were illegal in most places, and he was absolutely loving everything. No guilt. No regret. Just....happiness and freedom. But what did this mean for the rest of the world? The family? His work? The things that could happen were far greater than he had ever imagined and now he was suddenly coming down from his high.

Hiroshi furrowed his brow and moved slightly, tossing in the heavy blankets that were warm against him. He kicked them off slowly feeling the air hit his naked skin. He moaned lightly when he felt the body next to him. He was tempted to open his eyes but he didn't want to wake up just yet, he wanted to keep reliving everything from the night before, but that was just impossible. Besides, why think of it when he could just relive it right then? He laughed lightly and put a hand to his face and wiped the sleep from his eyes, opening them finally to look over to see Yasuko smiling himself.

"Morning." He said lowly, his voice rough and coarse from not only the yelling last night but from the fact he had just woken up.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko looked over as Hiroshi stirred and awoke, his eyes opening and looking over. Yasuko responded with a smile as he shifted to lay on his left side to look at the man, sleep evident on Hiroshi's face. Yasuko draped his hand over his side and let out a warm sigh.

"Morning," he answered back, watching as the man kicked the blankets off. Yasuko agreed, it was hotter than hades in here. He glanced above Hiroshi to the clock on the wall. Ten thirty, not bad. He laud his head back down on his pillow, yawning again. Actually, come to think of it, he hadn't gotten as much sleep last night as maybe he normally would have. After the shower, that they had finished up around ten o'clock, it had been straight to the bedroom. Yasuko barely remembered glancing at the clock to see two thirty a.m. when he had finally curled himself in Hiroshi's arms and fallen asleep from weary and content.

Yasuko ran his tongue over his slightly dry lips as he blinked away the tears formed from his deep yawning. He smiled a little.

"Bed comfortable enough?" he muttered.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi yawned, hitting Yasuko's arm letting him know it was his fault that he was yawning.

"Yeah." He said in a sigh as his eyes watered slightly. He looked at him with a smile and sat up on his arm and gave him a kiss. "Not as comfortable as you, though." He said with another chuckle followed by another yawn. He fell onto his back and stretched enjoying the feeling of being cooled off and having the bed warm as could be. Matter of fact he loved everything about this morning because of who he was laying next to.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed. He leaned forward groaning at the tightness in his abdominal muscles and biceps. He rubbed his eyes and slowly let his legs fall off the side of the bed. He stood up, stretching and yawning and stretching, then yawning again. He shook his head and grabbed some exercise pants out of a drawer--he didn't know where the ones were he'd taken off last night--and pulled them up over his naked hips. He glanced over his shoulder at Hiroshi, almost in shock that they were here at this point.

"I'm gonna go make coffee," he said, with a nod. "And I'm gonna get my cigarettes. You want coffee, or a cigarette?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

"Coffee, don't smoke." He said with a groan as he hated the fact that Yasuko was getting off the bed. Immediately it got cold and he scrambled to grab the sheets, laying back on the pillow with a hand behind his head.

Last night was amazing, waking up to see Yasuko was amazing, knowing that he didn't have to go anywhere was even better. He grinned as he watched him walk out. This was more satisfying than anything he had ever felt, even when he had meaningless sex with those no-namers back at the bar. He grimaced. How could he do that? How could he have ever found pleasure in that? That didn't matter now, he knew, because Yasuko was all that mattered.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko made his way to the kitchen, stopping by the front door to grab his smokes from his jacket pocket. He pulled one out and lit it as he walked to the kitchen and quickly set everything up to make a pot of coffee for them. He leaned one hip against the counter as he watched it for a moment.

Yasuko smiled, his cheeks heating up as he kept remembering the things they had done last night. Some of the things Hiroshi had done, Yasuko had never even heard of. It was a litte embarrassing, yet Yasuko had gotten more love, more pleasure, more everything from Hiroshi in only a little while than he had gotten from Aaron in months. And being able to open his eyes and see him this morning was something that Yasuko couldn't describe the feeling of.

He waved a hand at the coffee pot, knowing it would beep at him when it was finished. He dashed his ashes in the garbage before walking back through the living room and to the bedroom again. He stopped at the door, leaning against the doorframe as he drew in a breath of the toxins, and blew them out in a long line of white smoke. He watched Hiroshi for a moment, content to just stare at him all day uninterrupted. Then he was reminded of something.

"Actually," he said, thoughtfully. "Wasn't it a cigarette you were after when you followed me out to the curb at the bar? That night we met?" he asked, smiling.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

He laughed and nodded. His face turned bright red it had been a ploy, well not really! He was always quitting smoking these days and he had been slightly using his cravings to meet him.

"I quit, but I was going through withdrawal at the time I met you. I had actually bought a pack that night but hadn't smoked much and then...I had to when you took a break!" He smiled and sat up slightly looking at him with a huge grin. "Hey I am glad that I was falling off the wagon that night! Otherwise I would have met you...or drive you home."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, reacalling the night very well, as if it had only been the evening previous. He recalled having a bad day that day, being a little on the annoyed side when he had met Hiroshi for the first time. He shook his head, sighing out some more smoke and walking into the room. He dashed his ashes in the ash tray on Hiroshi's side of the bed, then decided to just get rid of it. He crushed the cherry and sat down on the bed next to Hiroshi's legs, leaning back over them and rubbing his hand over the man's thigh.

"You know," Yasuko said, laughing a little. "You freaked me out a little," he said, biting his lip and looking up at his boyfriend. "I mean, at first. I guess cause I knew you were a business guy."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi looked at his hand that traveled on the thigh and he glanced up at the man and grinned slightly at his words.

"Yeah?" He said with a harder chuckle. "Sorry. But when I see something I like..well...I go after it without thinking rationally. It is just how I handle my business. I attack!" He smiled and shifted slightly on the bed and groaned.

"I liked you the moment I saw you. I knew that I had to have you and I knew that I would get what I want. Not saying you are a prize to be won or anything." He frowned and wondered if his point was actually getting across.

"You know what I mean or are you way out in left field?"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, listening to him as he ran his fingers over the soft muscle of Hiroshi's leg underneath the thin sheet. He shook his head and laughed a little harder.

"No, I think I get you," he said with a nod, looking back up at Hiroshi. He grinned a little, and shrugged. "I think you won me...at breakfast the next morning," he said with a final nod. He let out a sigh, laying back, resting his head in Hiroshi's lap because he was too tired to hold it up anymore. For a long minute he laid there, staring ahead at him and thinking about those first few times they had seen each other. It had been a little nervewracking for Yasuko because he had been lying about his boyfriend. But after awhile, it didn't seem so bad. And then...

"Oh God," he said, grinning and squeezing his eyes shut. He had remembered the first kiss he had given Hiroshi. It had been quite on the spur of the moment, when he hadn't been thinking about anything but how close they had been. He shook his head. "I was really eloquent with that kiss in the kitchen, wasn't I?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi petting his head, running his fingers through it while staring at him. He then laughed at his face and at his words. He paused briefly to think of the way it happened.

"It got the job done." He said trying to subdue his laughing for it was probably jarring Yasuko to death. "I liked it and I must say it only got better from there on." He smiled and looked away for a moment. Everything happened so fast and he wasn't complaining, not at all, but it was still a shock to him.

"We've had an interesting week, that is for sure."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko nodded.

For a long time, he laid there. He heard the coffee pot beep three loud times, letting him know it was finished. He didn't want to get up and get it, but he wanted the caffeine. He groaned a little as he sat up, then stood up. He turned to tell Hiroshi that he would be back with coffee in a moment, but a knock on his door interrupted him.

Yasuko furrowed his brow, looking at Hiroshi for a long moment to see if the knocking would go away. When it didn't, Yasuko hung his head out of the bedroom door and looked at the front door.

"Who is it?" he yelled. He heard a shuffling noise outside the door and then someone sigh.

"Aaron, baby, let me in," came the reply. Yasuko's stomach flipped and twisted and he turned around looking at Hiroshi. He made a motion to stay absolutely quiet. He shook his head.

"It's Aaron," he whispered. "I'm gonna shut you in here and run him off..." Yasuko explained quickly. He made a quiet motion again before backing out of the room and shutting the door behind him. He glanced around to make sure none of Hiroshi's belongings were out here. When he was satisfied they weren't, he went to the door, and peeked out of the peephole, seeing Aaron standing there in jeans and a t-shirt, his hands stuck in his pockets. Yasuko unlocked the door and opened it, leaning on the frame.

"Morning, Aaron," Yasuko said flatly. Aaron sighed. He took a step in and Yasuko took a step back to allow him room. Aaron hesitated a moment before he leaned down and gave Yasuko a kiss--which Yasuko did not return--and then gave him a kiss on the bruise on his jaw. Yasuko wanted to hit him. Only Hiroshi could do that.

"Is it feeling any better, baby?" Aaron asked as Yasuko shut the door behind him. Yasuko shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Not particularly."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi frowned and jumped off the bed when he heard the voice inside the apartment. He quickly gathered his pants and pulled them on, praying to God that he didn't get caught. What was it with their other halves popping in on them at the most inopportune times? He sighed out and tried to tthink, where was everything? He knew they weren't in the bathroom cuase there had been so much shuffling and movment that it all had gone n different directions.

He held his breath for a moment when he felt like he had heard movement, but after a moment it passed. He wanted to know what was going on, he wanted to know what they were saying! He bit his lower lip and walked over to the door and slightly cracked it, seeing the two not that far off. He frowned gently and watched Yasuko cross his arms with a look on his face like he could actually care less what he was saying. Hiroshi had to grin.

[Yasuko Arai]

"Look, baby, I apologized, I didn't mean to, okay?" Aaron asked, putting his hands on Yasuko's shoulders. Yasuko sighed and looked down, shrugging the man's hands off of him.

"I know you didn't mean to, Aaron, you never mean to," Yasuko said, taking a couple steps back. Oh, how he wished Aaron would just leave. He didn't want to see his face, or deal with him or anything. He just wanted to see him go. Aaron wilted slightly, stepping forward towards Yasuko.

"What do you want, baby? How can I make it up to you?" Aaron asked. Yasuko raised his eybrows and shook his head.

"Hello, Aaron, stop doing it might be one way," Yasuko said as if Aaron had asked the most moronic question in the universe. Which he kind of had. Yasuko shook his head. "Look, Aaron, I'm working on forms for the center, I can't really talk right now," Yasuko said with a shrug. Aaron walked back over to him, putting a hand on his face. Yasuko had to keep all his nerve about him not to jerk away.

"Take a break, Yasuko," the man said, leaning in and giving Yasuko a kiss. Yasu pulled away and shook his head.

"I'm not in the mood, Aaron," Yasuko said. He heard the coffee pot beep three times again. Aaron leaned back an anoyed expression on his face.

"God, Yasuko, and you wonder why I get so mad at you," he said. Yasuko stepped away. Here he went. Aaron threw his hands up in a display, as if he wanted Yasuko to tell him what to do. "I try to apologize and give you some time, and you give me the coldness again, Yasuko. You're always like this, you're just..." Aaron raised his hands in a half hearted show as if he were choking Yasuko.

"I'm what, Aaron? Tell me, what am I?" Yasuko asked, genuinely wanting to know what Aaron thought of him. Maybe it would mean they could break it off now. Aaron shook his head, he was getting angry, Yasuko could tell. He walked foward and stood right in front of Yasuko, towering over him.

"You're impossible, Yasuko," Aaron said. Yasuko nodded, putting his hands on Aaron's shoulders to nudge him away.

"Intolerable, Aaron? It's what you said the last time. Or maybe ungreatful? How about heartless, or stupid, or immature, those were all choice words you used at some point or the other," Yasuko said, his voice acid. Aaron reached over, taking Yasuko's jaw, getting a yelp out of him as he grabbed the wound already there, and pushed him forcefully away. Yasuko landed hard on the floor, but scrambled up, not wanting to be down when Aaron got to him.

"You always do this, Arai. Why do you always have to do this?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi frowned as he watched the unfolding scene, at every passing moment it seeming to make matters worse and it ticking Hiroshi off. Suddenly it just went in a downward spiral. Yasuko was being bullied by the man who was a little bit bigger, who was more harder, louder, assertive...more frightening. Hiroshi heard a yelp and then he saw that Aaron had grabbed his jaw. Hiroshi had a death grip on the door handle and he was almost ready to rip it off and rush out there half naked and beat the living hell out of that man who was finding joy in scaring him. Scaring him so he'd stay in the relationship.

He heard the two raise their voices and then he watched Aaron walk over to him after Yasuko was quick to get to his feet. If any punches were thrown...Hiroshi didn't care he would be out of that bedroom and on top of that man without giving a flying rats behind if he beat him so badly he had to be taken to a hospital. He probably deserved it.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko stumbled backward, his heal catching on the coffee table as Aaron pushed his shoulder. He caught himself on the couch. Yasuko set his jaw as Aaron advanced again for another go.

"I never did anything to you, Aaron!" Yasuko exclaimed, putting a hand up over his face as Aaron threw a smack, but hit his arm instead. Yasuko moved around the couch, backing up away from the bigger man that could break limbs if he took a mind to. At least, he could break Yasuko's limbs.

"Don't say that, Yasuko," Aaron purred, snatching Yasuko's wrist and jerking him forward, pressing their lips together. Yasuko put his hands on Aaron's chest and shoved him away, moving around him and walking towards the kitchen.

"You make me sick anymore, Aaron," Yasuko said, not realizing until too late that he wasn't out of arms length of the man. He felt Aaron's hand clamp around his wrist and pull him back with such a force that Yasuko heard his shoulder crack slightly. He sucked a breath in between his teeth as Aaron grabbed his jaw and forced Yasuko to face him. Yasuko squirmed in his grip.

"Do I?" he asked as if he was asking Yasuko to say his last words. Yasuko didn't dare say anything. Aaron smiled a little at him. "That's fair enough, Yasuko. But do I scare you?" and he tossed Yasuko down again, pushing him back with enough force to knock his head against the floor. Yasuko was thanking God that his floors were carpeted. But he cursed it when he couldn't get up faster than Aaron could lean over him and deal a good smack to the jaw that wasn't injured. He pointed in Yasuko's face.

"I'm warning you, Yasuko--" but Yasuko forced himself upwards, pushing Aaron away from him as he wiped the little drop of blood off his face. He pointed to the door.

"Get out of here, Aaron!" he yelled as loudly as he possibly could. "Out of my apartment now!" he yelled again. Aaron didn't protest but went to the door, flipping Yasuko off, but saying he would call later as he walked down the hall. Yasuko ran over to the door that the man hadn't closed and watched him walk down the hall towards the lifts. When Aaron turned around to punch in the code, Yasuko flipped him off. Aaron made a move to come after him, but the lift doors closed before he could. Yasuko shut his door, taking a deep breath and leaning on it. The cut wasn't that bad, it had already stopped bleeding. It was just a little cut from being smacked. Yasuko let out a sigh.

"It's safe!" he yelled so Hiroshi could hear.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi slammed the door open and walked out, his shirt on as well as his shoes. he had a determined look on his face that was sheer anger.

"Move!" He said to Yasuko in such a way that let him know he wasn't playing around. "I'm going to kill him! He is dead!" He screamed pointing at the door that Yasuko leaned against and protected.

"Yasuko, he hit you! Does that mean anything to you! He deserves to get what is coming to him." He was wanting to rip his head off. He'd galdly do it as well if he ocould just get two seconds alone with him. He clenched his jaw seeing Yasuko wasn't moving.

"You need to move...I am going to go kill him!" He was furious! He wasn't even thinking right for all he saw was red and Aaron's face, getting hit so many times that nobody would ever be able to recognize him again. "He needs to be dealt with, he needs a man to kick his puny little butt! By Hell I am the man to do it, too!"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko was frightened by Hiroshi for the first time in the time they had known each other. He had never imagined Hiroshi would get angry like this. Yasuko shook his head, leaning against the door a little more. When Hiroshi screamed, Yasuko flinched back almost expecting another hit. He wiped some hair from his face with the back of his hand.

"No, Hiroshi, please," Yasuko said, not daring to touch the man, afraid he would explode at Yasuko this time. He shook his head, holding the door handle. "Please, Hiroshi, you'll just get yourself into trouble by going after him," Yasuko said, trying to reason with the anger. He hadn't known Hiroshi was watching thier fight, he hadn't wanted Hiroshi to see any of it. Hearing it was one thing, but seeing it was what made him so angry.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi sighed out and lowered his head, putting his hands on his hips. Did he not understand how mad that made him? How it actually hurt his feelings that a jerk like Aaron could touch him without even caring? Without flinching? Then again at this moment he could agree with Aaron, he could beat someone so bad without a conscience, but it was only one person....the man he was identifying with because he deserved to be hit.

"Yasuko..." He said lowly, looking up at him seeing a tiny little cut. "Yasuko..." He said again, lifting his hands caringly and touching his face and surveying the new wound. He sighed out and put his hands around his neck and gently pulled him into a soft and warm hug.

"Don't let him treat you like." He said with all the love inside of him. It was killing him but he knew that this wasn't his fight, it was Yasuko's. But he couldn't stand there and watch it if it was going to become an everyday occurence. He pulled back and looked at Yasuko and shook his head.

"I promise not to do anything...but if I see him in the street don't think I won't run him over without a second thought." He touched his face with his knuckles, gingerly as to not harm him. "Come on, lets clean it, huh?"

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko snuggled his face into Hiroshi when the man brought him in for a hug. Yasuko had to fight the urge to cry, which was what he usually did when Aaron hit him. Because Yasuko just wanted out so bad, but he was terrified of what Aaron would do. Probably go psycho.

Hiroshi leaned back and touched his face, telling him how he would run over him in the street, and Yasuko couldn't help but think, be my guest. Yasuko knew he shouldn't let Aaron do that to him, but it was like something that Yasuko felt like he couldn't change. He had tried to fight back before, but it only awarded him a bigger injury. He just did what he had done just now. Taken what he could and forced Aaron to leave. Aaron didn't beat him exactly, just smacked him when he got mad. He never overdid it just--Yasuko sighed, he was making excuses again.

He nodded to Hiroshi's question about cleaning it, his eyes cast downward as if he were afraid to look his lover in the face. Like he had disappointed Hiroshi. He shook his head again.

"I'm sorry, Hiroshi," he said. "I didn't mean for you to see that."

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi sighed and nodded.

"It's okay, baby." He kissed him on the forehead and kept his lips there as he closed his eyes, pulling him into another hug. How badly he wanted to solve Yasuko's problems by telling Aaron to get lost. Yasuko wasn't very big compared to Aaron, but Hiroshi was and he was a good fighter both in arguing and in beatings.

"It's okay." He said again, frowning softly as he moved his lips and put his cheek on his head, holding him softly and rubbing his back with his hands. This man deserved better than what Aaron was providing him with and it was now Hiroshi's goal to figure out how the hell they were to break up with their other partner and live a stress free life together.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko wrapped his arms around Hiroshi as if he were the last person in the universe and to Yasuko, he was. There wasn't anybody else that Yasuko wanted, only Hiroshi. Only Hiroshi could hold him like this, only Hiroshi could kiss it and make it better, only Hiroshi could do what no one else had been able to. He could love Yasuko no matter his faults. And there were so many.

Breathed in a long deep breath of Hiroshi's smell, trying to swallow past the lump in his throat that kept growing. Yasuko wanted Aaron out of his life for good, he just wanted Aaron to no longer be there and be a problem so that Yasuko could be free to love Hiroshi and Hiroshi only.

Love. Yasuko realized he had been thinking in terms of love for a couple days now, and he knew that that was probably not what he wanted to do. If he attached love to this and it came to a bad end, it would make it worse for all involved. Yet, he couldn't say he just liked Hiroshi, because it was certainly more than just a crush on him. But of course, the musings of love would be kept to himself. Nothing like that needed to be sprung on Hiroshi.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi held him for what flet like an eternity and he wasn't complaining, he was loving it, but at the same time not for the terms that had brought it on... he didn't want to think about it. He just wanted to hold him forever, protect him, make him feel loved, wanted, needed. Hiroshi was that person ready and willing to do it as well. He squeezed slightly and frowned.

"I won't let him hurt you again." He said with all the seriousness in his heart. If he saw Aaron again and he had a new bruise...it was over. He would get on his phone at work, hunt him down, beat the living hell out of him, tell him to stay away from Yasuko, and that would be it. It was a hard thing to do, but he was in no mood to stand by and watch his favorite person in the world get hurt like this.

"You are safe here with me."

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko held on tighter as the words were breathed into his hair and he choked out a sob that wouldn't be supressed. He couldn't imagine letting anyone else say that to him. Ever. No one had ever said it to him before and he wanted to make sure no one ever did again.

Aaron was Yasuko's problem, not Hiroshi's, and Yasuko knew that he was making it Hiroshi's problem and he shouldn't. He needed to deal with Aaron. If it meant getting the hell beat out of him before Aaron would leave him be, then that had to be that. If it meant that Yasuko could be with Hiroshi without having to sneak around Aaron, then Yasuko would get beat up multiple times. Yasuko needed to just do whatever it took.

Yasuko wanted to speak, but couldn't press anything out past the lump in his throat. So instead, he just held Hiroshi a little tighter, tilting his head back to pressed a kiss in the crook of his neck and rest his head there. It was pathetic, but it was the best thanks he could muster right at this moment.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi smiled. He loved this. It was the first time he was allowed to show someone he cared and that he actually wanted to. Lydia would have whined and moaned and he would have wanted to slit his wrist, but not with Hiroshi. He absolutely loved him and it was great to feel such a thing knowing that Yasuko needed it was even better.

"You okay?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. Hugging him tightly. He hoped he was doing better if he needed to cry then he would be more than willing to let that happen right on his shoulder, snot and all. He smiled and looked down at him. "You know I am crazy about you." He said with a sigh as he gave him a gentle kiss. This was the life!

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko laughed, leaning back a little blinking away the glaze that had glossed his eyes a moment before. He gave Hiroshi another kiss, those words meaning the world to him. He rubbed his hands up and down Hiroshi's sides, giving him a nod.

"I'm glad," Yasuko said, giving him another kiss. He couldn't get enough. "Cause I'm crazy back," he said with a smile. Then he sighed shaking his head, running his hand down Hiroshi's arm and holding his hand. "God help me, if I don't know what a mess I'd be if I hadn't met you right when I did," Yasuko said, smiling and turning and walking to the coffee table. It was askew from when he had fallen against it. Then he fixed the couch. He stood straight and nodded to the bedroom.

"I'm gonna shower. Join me?"

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi sighed out slightly and nodded, a shower sounded nice and it would give them both time to calm down from the mornings incident, after all Hirsohi needed to cool down after being heated up by Aaron.

"Sure thing." He said to Yasuko, lookig at him with a soft and gentle smile. "Know that if you are taking a shower, I'll either be with you or at work."

[Yasuko Arai]

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Yasuko was on his way through the dark, crowded streets of the HWANG District of Coruscant. He was on his way to Raoul's, his evening job. He and Hiroshi had spent the weekend together after the Aaron incident and earlier that day--Monday--Aaron had stopped in to see Yasuko, apologize as he always did.

Yasuko had had a serious discussion with himself afterwards about the future if his relationship with Hiroshi, and where Aaron fit into that future. Yasuko had not been able to find a place for him. And though that was a good thing, it frightened him a little, because he knew the moment he broke up with Aaron was the moment Aaron would beat him worse than he ever had before. Perhaps permanantly disfiguring him in some way. Yasuko knew the risks he was taking anyway by dating Hiroshi behind Aaron's back, but he figured the consequences would be ten times worse if Aaron caught him cheating besides Yasuko actually breaking up with him. Yasuko's plan was to do it in a public place where Aaron wouldn't beat him up.

But then when he was alone later on that night, Yasuko knew he was in for it. Aaron wouldn't have Yasuko breaking up with him without some sort of consequence. It made Yasuko shiver a little to think of the wrath going to be unleashed upon him, but breaking up with Aaron was something Yasuko needed to do. He felt guilty for cheating on him, but Yasu certainly wasn't going to let Hiroshi go. He was the best thing that had happened to Yasuko in ages. Years.

Yasuko shrugged off the cool of the evening as he entered the bar, glancing around at the crowd moving as one entity across the dance floor to the fast music playing. The DJ on the box high above the crowd was being sure to match the music to thier movements and to the movments of the man on stage, sweating, causing the patrons to sweat. It was going to be a good night for Raoul's, Yasuko could feel it.

Slowly, he packed his things away in the employees' room in the back and moved to his post at the bar exhanging formalities with the bar tender that was just leaving--a woman Yasuko didn't know. He closed the bar tender's box so that, God willing, no one came over after him that evening. Yasuko didn't want to be here. He wanted to be curled up under his blankets at home, without all these relationship issues. They were much too stressful.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

It was beginning to get hard for him. He was getting tired of lying, tired of having to make excuses, and very tired of having Lydia pop in and out of his house and leaving him little notes that were, at times cute, very ugly. He was waiting to go home and find a poisonious snake in his bed soon with all the messages she was leaving him at work, on his com, on his pillow..anywhere and everywhere there was a stupid reminder of an even stupider relationship, if that was even a word!

Hiroshi sighed out as he squirmed in his chair at work, almost everyone having gone home for the night. He was stuck there reveiging a few things about his newest case, a man being charged with 1st degree murder. This was becoming far more difficult for HIroshi. Ever since he was introduced to Aaron, or the other man he went by calling him, he realized how bad some people really were. Hiroshi wasn't blind or stupid, but he was however very naive when it came to representing murderers, rapists, cheaters, liars, scammers...anything and everything that the world was to be ridded of! Yet he seemed to be the only person who was actually representing them and making them seem innocent when he knew good and well that almost all were not.

Sure there had been a few here and there that had been backed up with DNA evidence, alibies that were not forged, and reliable people who had come through for him to actually allow the good ones to go, but there were just far too many that had actually told him the truth. He was suddenly beginning to rethink his whole life career on being a defense lawyer. Suddenly he was wishing he were a prosecutrer.

He sighed out as he looked at the large file on his desk, papers strewn all over, carpeting the mahogany that could not be seen. He had highligheters, post it notes, pens, pencils, photos, e-mails, everything everywhere! He was trying to find a good reason to keep the case that he had been given, a man accused of killing his wife. The prosecution was trying to find the man guilty of it due to money he'd receive, but he was looking for a needle in a haystack with trying to set him free with all the damning evidence. This man didn't even have an alibi. On top of that he was worrying about his career, his girlfriend, his boyfriend, and the mounding problems at work. The drama seemed endless and Hiroshi was just wanting a way out.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko blew a long breath through his mouth as he ran a hand across his sweaty forehead, his other hand holding a glass as he retrieved another drink for an already drunk patron. Raoul had come through a few times to survey the damage and had been relatively pleased that nothing had been destroyed so far that night.

Yasuko had thought his world had ended about six hours ago when he had been told that the third shift had gotten sick and that they needed him to cover thier shift as well. It was nearing two in the morning--his leaving time for this evening--and the club had begun to empty. The dancers had all gone home or gone to work thier street shifts around three hours ago, and there was still music playing, though few people there to hear it.

Yasuko watched as two more people left and the man he had just given a drink to wandered over to a table in the far corner of the club. Yasuko wiped his hands on the towel over his shoulder and lifted the gate on the counter, sliding out. He waved at the head manager. He was the one everyone reported to. The man came over to him.

"I think I'm cutting out early, since this isn't even my shift," Yasuko said bitterly. The man nodded, his face turning sympathetic.

"Yeah, you do that, sweetie," he said, patting Yasuko on the shoulder. "I'll clean up for you...Aaron come see you today?"

Yasuko snorted a laugh sulkily as he grabbed his things from the employee's room and threw his jacket on. He turned back to the manager.

"Do I need to answer that?" he said. The man shook his head, putting a hand on his hip, twisting a bit of hair around a finger--he was as gay as they came around there.

"Really, Yasu, you should dump him! He totally isn't worth the grief, besides, you could get any cutie you wanted. Why stick around with a boy who just wants to scare you into sticking around, hm?" he asked. Yasuko nodded, beginning towards the door.

"I wish it was that easy. See you later," he said as he pushed out the door into the cool, very early morning air. There was no one outside at this hour--well, except for gangs that roamed around this area at night--and Yasuko revved his hoverboard, jumping on and beginning to glide down the walkways. Of course, the hover traffic was still in full swing, but it always was on Coruscant.

Yasuko had been planning what he was going to say to break up with Aaron. "There's somebody else"? No, Aaron would go berserkers. "I'm sorry, I'm not trying to hurt you"? No, because that was a definate lie. the harder it was for Aaron the better. Yasuko hadn't really ever had a break up that wasn't mutual, or that wasn't accepted well by the other party. And anyway, he usually didn't do the breaking up. He was usually the one being dumped for a better model. Yasuko had realized in the past couple weeks what an awful dating streak he had been in the past couple of years. And it had seemed to all come to a head with Aaron. Abusive was the lowest low you could get to.

Yasuko made his way down the street, his eyes observing the traffic above him and the buildings around him. He could spot several places he recognized--his brother's office building, the Manor Estate apartments where Aaron lived [though those were quite a ways off and looked tiny now].

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi jerked up from the position he had been in, his neck was cramped and hurting. He had fallen asleep at the office. He frowned and yawned, his eyes trying to adjust to the bright light as he scanned the room seeing that there wasn't a single person nearby. His room had been tinted to show others he was busy, but he normally got a knock or two whenever someone was leaving just to give him the heads up. He blinked a few times and looked around trying his best to realize the situation and the time. He glanced down at the papers thrown astray on his desk and quickly allowed his brain to function again when it began to piece together what had been going on before he had passed out. He sighed and leaned forward, putting his forehead on the heel of his right hand, closing his eyes and trying his best not to go back to sleep. He was so tired. Tired of everything really. He so wanted to just go home and snuggle into his good bedsheets, however the only person he wanted to snuggle with was Yasuko.

What was he up to? He leaned away from the desk and rolled out of his chair and stood up, stretching his back and hearing it pop. He yawned as she staggered over to the window to see that the sun was starting to come up. He couldn't believe he stayed there almost all night long. Lydia was going to have nasty things to say to him if they ever bumped into each other again. Hopefully, he thought, that would be in the very distant future.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko hadn't been able to sleep once he had gotten home. He realized, when he had sat down at the computer to type around on some things, that he hadn't talked to Hiroshi all day. That was something he had never thought he would do. They had been talking almost every day for more than a week, nearly two, and yet today, the day that he needed to talk to the man the most, neither one had called the other.

Yasuko lifted his head up from where he had dozed just slightly on the keyboard of his lap top. Sleepily, he yawned, looking at the bright screen in front of him. There was a continuation of the character 'ka' from where his forehead had had it pressed in for the ten minutes he had slept. He leaned off the keyboard and leaned back in his chair, looking out the large window.

The sky was an blueish grey, and he realized that it was nearly five in the morning. His mind ached from thinking too much, and his body ached from working too much. He wondered what Hiroshi was doing. He was probably sleeping peacefully at home, and Yasuko couldn't help but smile at the thought of the sleeping man.

Yasuko was much deeper into these emotions for Hiroshi than he was comfortable with. He had never become so attached to someone so quickly. Honestly, he had never had sex with someone as soon as he had with Hiroshi. He had done things he never had with Hiroshi, and Hiroshi had shown him things--love, care, fun--that he had never really had with anyone. It was scary to think about breaking up with Aaron, but even more so to think about never being with Hiroshi.

Yasuko stood, as the morning sun seeped into his home. It was going to be another long day. He could feel it.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi moaned out in pain as he lowered his head under the water spout of the shower, the beads of water rolling off his skin and warming him up to a degree that he hadn't felt since he last saw Yasuko. He wanted to see him, but he had such a long day at the office and had so much to do for his newest case reveiw. He was unsure how to break the news of his changing sides, after all most people called on him when they were in trouble and he had made a famous name for himself this way, but he needed a change. Hiroshi knew it would be for the best, being a Prosecutor, other than defending those who were guilty of heinous crimes that he himself could not have ever fathomed of existing. He had changed his shoes, his hair, his style, his car, his businesses, his jobs, his friends, even his sexual preferences! He was needing another change, both in cutting off ties with Lydia and starting anew with a new job title and a new line of work.

So far, Hirsohi knew, change was good.

[Yasuko Arai]

"The lights malfunctioned. And so did the machines for the coffee and tea. The cafe is closed today for renovation, anyway, so we don't need you today, Yasuko."

The words were welcome, but meant that Yasuko had another day to wallow alone at his apartment. Tired and annoyed at everyone, he had the thought to go curl up on the floor and just sleep the rest of the day. But he knew he couldn't. He had things to do that he hadn't planned on doing until the weekend, but would keep him busy today.

He wiped some still damp hair from his face as he buttoned and zipped up his jeans and pulled on a wife beater and white zip up hoodie with blue and red words all over it. He needed to go stock up on food--we had nothing in his apartment. He needed to go take some things to his parents, his brother wanted to have lunch with him, Aaron wanted to go to dinner to make up for things, Yasuko needed to do laundry, clean house, go to dinner, do work, and sleep.

"Damn it!" he exclaimed as he stubbed his toe coming out of his bedroom. "Oh...bad day ahead..." he muttered as he checked his list of things he needed before stuffing his feet in his boots and grabbing his satchel, heading out the door. He reached into his satchel and grabbed his cell phone, looking at the screen. Four missed calls. His heart jumped. He flipped open the phone and scrunched his nose. Three from Aaron, one from his brother. He sighed and dropped the phone back into his satchel.

"I miss you...miss you, miss you..." he hummed to himself as he pressed the code in for his floor and waited for the lift to come take him down to the first level.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

"I miss you." Hiroshi whined as he grabbed his cell phone and quickly began to text the message to Yasuko, wondering if he'd even get it anytime soon. He could call him, but he wasn't sure if he was awake yet and he didn't wanna wake him up from his beauty sleep, although he never needed it. He sighed out and allowed it to send before putting the phone into his pocket as he headd the lifts work their magic in the law firm building. He was s otired, he didn't get much sleep and he was missing Yasuko more than anything. It seemed that the only thing that made him happy anymore was the man he so firmly believed he was going to fall in love with.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko jumped nearly a foot in the air as his phone began to blurt out a recorded ringtone of Aaron going postal about something in the silence of the lift. Yasuko couldn't remember when he had recorded it without his boyfriend's knowledge, but it was a funny clip.

He reached into his bag and pulled out the phone, looking at the screen. A new text? He never got texts. He flipped open the phone and saw that the sender was...Hiroshi! Yasuko grinned and opened the messege.

I miss you.

Yasuko laughed stupidly and began to type in his reply. Ditto, baby. Late night? Yasuko chewed his lip as he hit the send button and watched the little messege sent light blink. The doors to the lifts opened and Yasuko squinted slightly at the morning sun streaming through the glass doors at the front. He stuck the phone into his pocket and began towards the doors, waving to the man at the front as he made his way out.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

The little cell beeped a tiny jingle and Hiroshi smiled, glad to have received a response. He felt like a kid passing notes in school with some cute girl, er guy, and was on the verge of getting caught by the teacher. He was awake and alert now that he had a reply to his pitiful message that probably let Yasuko know how he was doing. He sat down on the corner of his bed and grabbed the phone and sighed, watching the phone light up and display the message.

Hiroshi laughed lightly at seeing what Yasuko had typed. He shrugged his shoulder and made a noise of agreement and quickly moved his fingers and typed up his own response.

"Long week." He said to himself as he hit send.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko felt his phone vibrating in his pocket and reached down inside as he moved through the brisk morning. It was getting cooler and cooler every day, and soon enough, it would be full blown winter. The only reason Yasu looked forward to cold weather was that rarely anyone came to Raoul's when it was cold and it was closed most of that season anyway. Yasuko had more free time in the winter.

Flipping his phone open, the little animated frog on his display exclaimed in a word bubble that he had a new messege from Hiroshi. Yasuko waited and opened the messege. He laughed out loud and nodded emphatically.

"Hai! Sorewo tadashiku motte iru!" he exclaimed to himself as he opened up a reply and began to type, his grin getting wider as he thought about his beautiful Hiroshi, typing replies on his cell phone back to Yasuko. Sick of Aaron, he typed. Can I see you at lunch instead?

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi bit his lower lip, swiveling in his chair, right to left, waiting impatiently for a response. He didn't know why he didn't just pick up and call, for some reason texting just made him smile and giggle a little bit more, it was like he was teasing himself. He heard the jingle of his cell and he was quick to perk up and flip through his messages to the newest one. He read what Yasuko wrote and he smiled, laughing to himself a bit as he quickly hit the buttons to type his response.

"You bet!" He said out loud as he typed. He then sighed out and typed away trying to type quickly but his tire preventing it. He raised an eyebrow and hit send. Say when and where and I am there!.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko was standing in line at a coffee shop when his phone started screaming again. He jumped a little, and the boy in the line ahead of him glanced back. Yasuko smiled and took out his cell phone, quieting it and flipping to his messege inbox.

He grinned wide as he read Hiroshi's messege and he began to type back to him. I dunno. What about that little cafe between Paris and Stonehenge? It's romantic. Yasuko smiled as he sent the messge and got his coffee, heading back down the street towards his brother's apartment.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi continued to swivel like a two year old on a ride. He was bored out of his mind and tired, but yet being bale to talk to Yasuko made him wide awake and alive, which was exactly what he needed cause sleeping in his office was not a very fun thing to do. He hummed some unknown tune as he stared up at the ceiling as he swiveled, enjoying the little queasy feeling he got and grinned when he heard the phone beep again. He glanced at the message and thought for a moment and smiled widely.

You got it! Six good for you? He sent the message and began to plan on what to do or what to bring him, cause he had to bring him something he could enjoy! Perhaps some roses. He liked that idea. He was going to do that.

[Yasuko Arai]

Yasuko made his way through his brother's apartment, looking for something he had left there a few days before. He was sure it was here, he just couldn't find it. His phone buzzed from his pocket and Yasu's stomach turned over. He smiled, pulling the phone from his pocket and looking down at the messege.

Yasuko nodded at the phone like Hiroshi was supposed to see him and then began typing a messege back to his boyfriend. He was trying to type as quickly as he could, but he kept slipping off the keys in his haste. Yeah, six sounds like a date.

[Hiroshi Yamamoto]

Hiroshi left the office within minutes of receiving the text. Sure it was litearlly hours away but it still always seemed right to get a head start on things, for starters he knew he needed to take a shower since he hadn't done it since the day before! He sighed out as he figured what he could wear, clothes wise, cologne wise, hair product wise, then if roses would be a good gift for Yasuko or not. Either way he had to get the boy something because it let him know how much he appreciated him and how much he cared for him.

Hiroshi texted back once he hit a red light in the hoverways that were crowded as ever for the morning rush.

[i[Great! See you then baby![/i] Hiroshi wasn't exactly sure when he felt so comfortable calling someone names like baby or sweetie or any other term of endearment. He neve did it with Lydia, but here he was, almost every other word that came out of his mouth, was a term of endearment for his boyfriend. His beautiful boyfriend. Hiroshi smiled like a full when he head someone honk at him telling him to go. It was funny how Yasuko made him forget the simplest of things.

[Yasuko Arai]

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By the time Yasuko got home, he had about two hours to get ready for his date with Hiroshi. Shower was first. He took a quick one, washing his hair extra well, because walking around all day had made him feel skanky. Afterwards, he dried his hair, putting only a little gel in it and messing it up to make it look like he hadn't fixed it...but he had. The process didn't make sense, he realized, but he did it anyway.

He wore a nice pair of jeans--ripped in the knees and on one thigh, but underneath was a slick layer of black silk--and a black button up shirt, the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He put on some of his favorite cologne, not alot though, he didn't want to be smelled across the street, and his black boots he laid by the door.

Even though Hiroshi was his boyfriend, the prospect of seeing him made Yasuko's stomach lurch in anticipation. He had called Aaron at lunch time and told him that he was meeting his brother for a family matter for dinner and that they would have to get together some other time. Aaron had been surprisingly calm and receptive, saying that whenever Yasu was free, Aaron would be there. It was a little weird. Maybe the other man was about to break up with Yasu. That could only be a miracle from Buddha.

By the time Yasuko was ready to catch a cab, he had roughly a half hour before he had to meet Hiroshi at the restaurant.

[Morgan Evanar]

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