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Why the fuck did I do that Kazutora thought as he laid in his bunk bed.
Ever since their last visit, Kazutora hasn't gotten any sleep. He kept tossing and turning at the prospect of Chifuyu never talking to him again. Did I just ruin our friendship?
He honestly didn't even know why he did that. He's never really liked another boy in that way before. Well, maybe besides Baji but he never thought of doing something like that to him. He wished he knew what possessed him to kiss the other boy and possibly destroy everything they've worked so hard for.
Sure he mindlessly flirted with Chifuyu but he never meant to act on any of it.
“Fuuuuuuuccckkk,” he whined out quietly, the sound muffled from the pillow he was stuffing his face into. It’s times like these he was grateful his bunkmate was such a heavy sleeper despite the loud snores that often kept him up at night.
Maybe Chifuyu won't mind, he thought. I mean… I’m pretty sure he swings that way…
So many thoughts were running through Kazutora's head. He hadn't messed up so badly since… well he didn't really wanna think about it.
I’ll just write to him and apologize. Yeah that'll work! I'm sure it will… but what if it doesn't.
Kazutora groaned, throwing his head back. Maybe he should write to someone else that could potentially give him advice with the situation.
Lets see, sitting up in his bed, he started to make a mental list of all the people he could write to. There was Draken or Mitsuya? Kazutora shook his head at the thought. No, they’d definitely make fun of me if I told them. What about Mikey? Kazutora sighed at that thought too. Even though Mikey forgave him about the incident with his brother, everything was still too fresh to try and rekindle their relationship. There was always Takemichi. Kazutora pondered on that name before deciding against him too. There was no way to contact the boy and he was best friends with Chifuyu anyway. They look like they tell each other everything, Kazutora scowled.
This was futile he realized, there's no way anyone is experienced enough to help him with this and even if there were, he sure didn't have the capability of contacting them as he only knew about four addresses one of them being the boy he kissed.
Kazutora didn’t know what to do. He messed up one of the few relationships he had left all because he let his emotions get in the way. Stupid stupid stupid, he hit himself on the forehead.
Lying back down in his bed, he stared up at the bottom of the top bunk bed. His cellmate sleeping soundly as he was going through a crisis.
He pictured Chifuyu and his bright blue eyes and kind smile. His shiny blonde hair that looked like it’d be soft if he was brave enough to reach out and touch it. He pictured Chifuyu with cake crumbs around his lips, a cheeky grin on his face after making fun of Kazutora for saying something lame.
He then started to picture Baji… Him and Baji when they were kids. When things were simple and all they did was ride their bikes and laze around on the beach with the rest of the guys. And then he had to mess it up. Because that's what Kazutorta does. He messes things up for himself and everyone around him. Baji should be here instead of him. He should be the one kissing Chifuyu and sharing deserts and secrets. Chifuyu deserves someone strong and loving like Baji.
Tears started to well up in Kazutora's eyes at the thought of Baji. Even after all the in prison therapy and letters and visits from Chifuyu, he still couldn’t help himself but cry when thinking about Baji.
Kazutora closed his eyes when his tears finally dried up, tired and exhausted after all the crying and thinking. He was left with the feeling of emptiness and regret as he dreamt dreams of nothingness.
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After the kiss, Chifuyu didn't really know what to think anymore. Did Kazutora like him? Did Chifuyu even like him? What did it mean? Will it change their whole dynamic?
Chifuyu did find Kazutora very attractive but would he date him? He wasn’t so sure himself. Maybe the kiss was a misunderstanding, maybe Kazutora meant to kiss his cheek like how they do in Europe and he just miscalculated.
But then the look on Kazutora’s face after the kiss said everything he needed to know. There was no misunderstanding. Kazutora meant the kiss.
Should I bring it up the next time I see him? Chifuyu thought as he paced back and forth in his room. It was a Sunday morning, Chifuyu already finished all his homework and was now left with his thoughts until the evening for his shift at the pet store.
Chifuyu wished he was able to start working now as a means of distraction because at this moment, all he could think about was Kazutora's chapped yet plump lips and how they felt against his own.
It’s not like Chifuyu exactly hated the kiss, it just surprised him. But how was he supposed to approach this topic with Kazutora without feeling completely embarrassed and or Kazutora going back to the way he was before all the letters and the visits.
Chifuyu didn't even want to think about it. What if they had to start all over again from square one? He would hate for that to happen.
To be fair, Kazutora was the one who initiated the kiss. He thought, an epiphany starting. If anything, I should just let Kazutora bring up the topic and then we can tackle it together. He started nodding along to his own idea. That way, it’s not like I’m rejecting what happened but I’m also not embarrassing myself by bringing it up.
Chifuyu smiled at his brilliant idea, content enough to no longer pace the room in a panicked frenzy waiting to go to his job.
For Now, Chifuyu waited around his bed room petting Peke J and looking through the bakery hes been going to’s latest menu, searching for what to try next.
“That’s a horrible idea,” Hinata had said during their lunch break the following Monday.
It was the beginning of a new week meaning it was a fresh start after all the chaos that ensued last weekend.
“I have to agree,” Takemichi nodded along, biting into his steamed pork curry bun.
The three of them sat at their usual lunch spot, the roof of the school. Chifuyu had debriefed them about everything that has happened between him and Kazutora the last couple days, and how he wants to go about it.
Chifuyu groaned, shoulders slumping forward at having both of his friends against his idea on how to approach the subject. “Whaaaaa! You both think it’s a bad idea? But I worked so hard to come up with it!”
Hinata slapped him on the back of the head, Chifuyu's left hand immediately shooting up to rub the now sore spot. “You clearly did not think hard enough if thats the plan you came up with,” Hinata scolded, head shaking from side to side as if she were a disappointed mother. “I mean seriously Chifuyu. You’re just gonna leave the kiss ignored until he says something?!”
Chifuyu scowled, “What else am I supposed to do?”
“Well did you like it?” Takemichi asked, still stuffing his face with his pork curry bun, some of the curry sauce dripping from his hand to the cold grey concrete floor.
Chifuyu blushed. “I-I mean I guess I didn’t hate it…” Hinata and Takemichi both smiled at that. “It just caught me off guard okay?!? And I don’t want to take a step back if this was actually all just a misunderstanding and Kazutora didn’t mean the kiss or what if he completely stops talking to me because I made a big deal out of it?”
He deflated, feeling a bit defeated as his same fears from Sunday came back. “I just… I don’t want to lose him like how I lost Baji…”
Takemichi and Hinata went silent for a moment at the confession. A tense quiet hovered around the three teens as they all thought about Baji.
Hinata coughed, intending to let the two boys know she had something to say. “Listen Chifuyu,” she started, rubbing his back gently as she spoke. “What happened to Baji won’t happen to Kazutora, and whatever bond you’ve built with him won’t just disappear. I know you're scared of moving towards a new direction but I think it's obvious to me,” she pointed her clean manicured pointer finger to Takemichi, “and Takemichi,” he nodded his head, “that you both genuinely like each other. I think you need to schedule another visit with him and address the issue as soon as possible before it's too late.” She ended with a smile.
Chifuyu puffed his cheeks out and pouted when the pink haired girl finished talking. He knew Hinata was right. Everything she said made sense, Chifuyu was just being a coward.
“Yeah okay,” Chifuyu huffed out. “I'll visit him sometime this week and talk about the kiss…”
Takemichi and Hinata smiled.
“That's my partner!” Takemichi beamed, curry bun fully devoured only leaving soft bread crumbs on his shirt. “Always facing a challenge head on!”
Chifuyu glared at the blonde but Takemichi knew he didn't mean it.
The bell rang signalling the end of their break. The three friends started to pack up their lunch leftovers and garbage, heading towards the exit of the roof.
“Make sure you update us,” Hinata said as they walked down the stairs and halls that lead to their classes.
“Yeah yeah,” Chifuyu waved them off, walking ahead of the group as he had to go to a different classroom than the couple. “You guys will be the first to hear if I decide to end it all now or continue on till graduation.”
Takemichi snickered behind his hand and Hinata pushed out her bottom lip.
“Don't say that!” She yelled out at Chifuyu's retreating form, her and Takemichi stopping in front of their classroom.
“Talk later!” He shouted back, ignoring the disapproving glares from the students and teachers around him as he ran down the hall for his second last class of the day.
Okay, he thought, sitting down at his desk and pulling out his pencil and notebook. I'll schedule a visit with Kazutora this Thursday and talk to him about the kiss and everything will be normal again…
Chifuyu had a determined look on his face now, scaring some of his fellow classmates.