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towards this chapter. I know I could have done better, but... 3-month block! AGH... Next chapter will be better~! Please comment, tell me what you think, ne? NEE?!?! XD It feels so good to be back~ ♥

Uruha looked at him and had to suppress a laugh. Indeed, that meeting was more than awful. He had had to look away several times to yawn surreptitiously. But Aoi was about to fall asleep. Sitting next to him, it’d be easy to poke him and drag him back to the real world, and laugh at his half pouty half mad expression. But... he looked so damned cute that way... about to fall asleep... But if Uruha was to look around, his other friends weren’t any different from the other guitarist. “I thinelf. And yet he didn’t know why, because... he actually admired the other guitarist a hell of a lot more than everybody thought. In case they did. Even if it seemed like he disagreed with him quite a lot, even if he was always up to a discussion with him... even if sometimes he felt like not talking to him... Aoi was... もう、いい！ Uruha sighed and... He simply didn’t know. It was always the same. It was so confusing, knowing what was burning inside of him, knowing how it had happened, knowing why it had happened. Remembering every single word, every single moment they had shared... Accepting his feelings and yet doing nothing about it. Crying at nights because the pain of having him so close yet so far was unbearable... CHTMLX talking about the other day?” Aoi said pointing to a DVD lying on the crystal table.
Uruha had to made use of all his will to focus on the movie instead of staring at Aoi, who was only wearing his black pajama pants, a towel on his head while trying to drain the water off his silken raven hair. Uruha sat on the black-fabric sofa with the movie on his hands, his hazel eyes gazing at Aoi’s silhouette.
無理だよ… he thought.
He couldn’t. Uruha simply couldn’t. He smiled bitterly. “Where did you find it?” Uruha asked, happy to see that, somehow, Aoi cared for him.
“It was here somewhere,” Aoi said, lighting a cigarette. “I knew I had seen it before...” “But... why on Earth did you make me come all the way!? Couldn’t you have paid me a visit!?” “You insane? It’s damned cold out there!!”
“So you made me drive in the cold?” Uruha laughed. Yeah, he simply couldn’t.
“Did you have dinner?” Aoi asked, sitting next to him. “It’s a little bit late,” Uruha said, pretending the answer was obvious. “Yeah... but you haven’t had dinner...” Aoi answered, amused. “Oh shut up...”
They ordered some food and watched the movie... at times. Even thought they had started recording, and it was Uruha’s perfect excuse to start a conversation with Aoi, the blond had to recognize that the other man was completely different when they were alone. Uruhasofa, "I smile, raising an eyebrow. "But ... well, it's ... it's your house ... "
" That's why, you go to my room, I do not mind the couch. "
" But-"
" Are you gonna complain? "" Yes! I mean, I Should Be Sleeping in the sofa! "" If I let you sleep here Then I Would not Be a good host. "" Are you a host? "Uruha smirk. "Shut up Before I make you sleep in the balcony!"

Uruha woke up with the moon still shining in the dark. I Caressed the black satin sheets on Aoi's bed, impregnated with the raven haired man's scent. Uruha Smile and sat on the bed, looking around. Everything was so much like him. Even the scenery visible-through the window ... Slowly, I made way out or historicalI knew it, your hair is so soft...