She didn't want those kind and awkward smiles; she didn't want those guilty eyes, his I'm-sorry looks and his wall that he continuously thrust between them. Ugly words under an ugly look on his sweet face. So he looked away and pointed, "Then my brother."

Enomoto Kusuda Fic. Kei rememora su relación con Kusuda a través de los años.

My 300th fic! It's not nearly as great of a fic I had planned for this occasion, but oh well! It's shoujo ai and that's good enough for me! KeiXRika shoujo ai, yuri. Please R & R and don't hate me for writing something so dumb!