Note from Jyun Hwa - (This time at the beginning of the chapter...) Okay, I had this chapter written out for a while now, but my internet wasn't working so… Now that I got it back, here is the chapter. I had half the mind to make Kaiser's boyfriend Manjyoume, just because it was so obvious, but I'm going to stick with my original plan. Thank you all for taking the time to click that button at the bottom of the page, and leaving a comment. :D Oh and... Please refrain from stabbing Ryou's little girl-- umm boyfriend. xx;
by Jyun Hwa
Ryo x Fubuki
Fubuki's world came crashing down. He still wasn't able to move from his spot, nor to look away from the scene before him. So Ryou did forget about the promise... And he had rejected all of those other offers from other women and men for his false hope that the other still remembered him. So much for that...
He didn't notice when the two had separated and the less familiar form turned to look his way. Fubuki froze over again. He didn't want Ryou to see him now... but he couldn't move, and it was too late. That little whore who was kissing his Ryou saw him already.
The defined 'whore' suddenly leaned up to whisper something to Ryou. Ryou nodded, and after giving him an affectionate pat on the head, got out his wallet and went to the food stand, probably to buy some drinks for the two. After that, the younger looked back at Fubuki and smiled. "Hey! Were we making you uncomfortable? I'm sorry! You didn't have to watch, you know!" he spoke quickly and hyper toward Fubuki, sounding nothing but friendly. So maybe he wasn't a whore... He ran up to Fubuki until he was in front of him. This made the older one flinch a bit. "I'm Juudai!" He made a little peace sign.
Fubuki turned away from him. "I don't care who you are."
"Oh... Well, why were you staring at us?" Juudai asked, naïveté written all over his face.
"I was not."
"Yes you were!"
Okay, this person was getting annoying. It wasn't his business why he was staring at them! Fubuki had more rights to stare at Ryou anyway. He turned to walk away, his back facing Juudai.
"Juudai... hey, is there a problem here?" the familiar voice of Ryou suddenly asked. Fubuki felt himself freeze over again. Ryou was right behind him. Maybe he wouldn't recognize him...
Juudai turned to face Ryou. "No, not really!" He sounded super happy again... Fubuki just wanted to squeeze the life out of that little Ryou-stealing whore. He could care less what Ryou thought now.
He turned around to face Ryou with a fake smile on his face, a look that wouldn't normally be seen on him, seeing as he was normally super friendly himself. "No. There's no problem here," he spoke calmly. Ryou's eyes suddenly widened, as he recognized who this was. Fubuki couldn't wait to hear this one out...
"Fubuki...?" Ryou spoke unsurely. The brunet didn't answer, keeping his straight face.
Juudai looked from one to the other in confusion. "Kaizer, you know this guy?" Ryou didn't answer.
Fubuki then turned around. "I have no reason to be here." He began to walk back to where he came from.
"Fubuki, wait!!" Ryou started.
"Why?!" He turned back around. "Why should I wait?! You didn't wait when I asked you to!!" Fubuki accused. Ryou was silent. "I shouldn't have come here."
"It's not like..."
"It's not like what?" Fubuki asked, with a smirk on his face. "No, I know exactly what it's like. It was all clear right in front of me! But you know what? I don't care! Do whatever you want! I'm done here! I've had tons of better offers than that!" he finished, pointed at Juudai with hatred, causing the younger brunet to flinch. He turned around again and ran off in the opposite direction.
"Fubuki!!" He gave up with a sigh.
"Kaizer?" Ryou looked over at Juudai. "Who was that? You never told me about him!"
"And what did he mean by 'he's had offers better than me'?" Juudai proceeded asking, without waiting for an answer for his first question. "What kind of offer am I to Kaizer then? Explain it to me, and I'll let it go."
"Juudai, that is…" Ryou began, but stopped. What was he supposed to say? Juudai was too naïve to even understand the meaning of 'offer'. Ryou was at a loss. He wanted to go back to Fubuki. However, he didn't want to just leave Juudai like this all of a sudden… Juudai didn't deserve something like that. He had, in fact, liked the younger brunet a lot, whether it was because he reminded him of Fubuki, or because of his vivid youthfulness…
"That is what? If you don't tell me, I'll hold the grudge against you." Juudai rested his hands on his hips, waiting for the explanation.
"He's an old friend of mine… who moved away to England when we were younger." He paused, and then continued. "He didn't call you an offer. He just said he's had offers… Don't worry about it." He wasn't lying, but he wasn't exactly telling the truth either.
Juudai's head lowered a bit. "Then why was he pissed off? Was there something between you two?"
"No, no…" Ryou began, but his boyfriend cut him off.
"The truth," he added, with a warning look in his eyes.
"Well… I'm not sure. We were really young back then. So I honestly don't know if it was serious. Besides, it was only the last moment before he moved away, so he couldn't have been serious. Just don't worry about it please…" Ryou tried to explain.
"…What was not serious? What did you two do?!" Juudai asked, a look of uncertainty washed over his face.
"Ee?!" Ryou stared at Juudai, before a blush covered his features as soon as he saw were the brunet was going with this. "No!! We didn't do anything like that!!! We just made a promise! Like all young children can do."
Ryou nodded. "A promise."
Juudai still looked uncertain, but decided to let it go. "Let's go get some ice cream."
The older Marufuji nodded, happy at the change of subject, although his thoughts kept wandering back to Fubuki. He wanted to make things right, but at the same time didn't want to ruin things with Juudai…
Fubuki slammed the door to his hotel suit shut and dropped down onto his bed in his room. Things certainly have taken an unexpected twist on him. What was he doing here if his chances with Ryou were down the drain all those years ago anyway? Ryou really didn't take him seriously, did he? He let out a frustrated sigh and just lay there, face down on the pillows.