by Flowery

This fic is dedicated to Mako, and to all of the Kirito+Aiji fans out there!! I’m very sorry to the Kirito+Jun fans out there! Err, what else can I say? Angsty? ^_^;; Hehe, I hope you enjoy this.

***

Aiji opened his eyes and swung his hand to the other side of bed. He blinked. It’s empty. Where’s Kirito? He sat up and glanced around. “Kirito …”

But the vocalist is nowhere to be found.

***

“I’m sorry about yesterday,” Jun whispered as Kirito took his hands. He sniffed and let the tears fell to his cheeks. “I’m sorry, Kirito …”

“Shh, it’s okay, I’m sorry too …”, Kirito hugged the guitarist.

Kohta glared at the scene. Takeo stared at him and shook his head. Kohta has a crush on Jun, since the first time he saw him, but obviously Jun likes Kirito …

“Good morning,” Aiji entered the room and smiled.

“Morning,” Takeo smiled back.

Aiji froze at the sight of Kirito hugging Jun. Shocked, he suddenly felt like crying.

“They’re making out in the morning,” Takeo joked, but it didn’t do any better. Kohta growled and Aiji still stared at them, and he noticed that there’s sadness in his eyes.

“AH-HEM!!!”, Kohta cleared his throat and Kirito pulled away from Jun. “Should we practice now … or maybe we should wait until you two stop making out?”

Jun could only blushed, and Kirito glared at his brother.

Aiji felt very relief and smiled inwardly.

***

“I’ll meet you outside, okay?”, Jun smiled and walked outside with Kohta and Takeo. Aiji hesitated to walk with them and turned around. Kirito is still busy with his things.

“Kirito?”

Kirito turned around and stared at him. “Yes?”

“Where were you after … last night?”

Jun blinked and smacked his head. “Ah, shit! My pic still in there!” [you know, the pic guitar?] “You guys go ahead, I’ll see you later!”

Takeo giggled when he saw Kohta’s expression. //Poor you.//

“Last night?”, Kirito stared at him casually. “What did I do?”

“Kirito … we were … making love.”

Jun stopped and stunned when he heard Aiji said that. //What???//

“Really?”, Kirito stared seriously at Aiji. “Maybe I was drunk.”

“But you didn’t!”, Aiji shocked and gasped. “You were crying after the fight with Jun, and you said you hate him and … why … why didn’t you fall in love with me since the first time …”, he whispered.

“I said that?”, Kirito smirked and laughed. “Did you really believe all that?”

Jun almost cried but when he heard Kirito, he blinked and frowned. //Kirito?//

Aiji stepped back and leaned against the wall. “B – but … you said …”

“No buts,” Kirito shrugged. “Well if I really said that, Aiji, then you still have to find another guy. I’m not good enough for you. And … I have Jun.”

Aiji winced and tears fell to his cheeks. “Kirito …”

“Good night,” Kirito passed him. Jun quickly hide beneath the shadow, and luckily Kirito didn’t see him. Aiji felt weak in his knees and slid down on the floor. “Kirito …”

Jun suddenly felt guilty. //It wasn’t Aiji’s fault … Kirito, why did you so mean to him?//

***

Days passed by.

Kohta stared at Aiji and frowned. “Aiji … are you feeling well?”

Aiji looked up and smiled weakly. “Hai.”

“But … you’re not seems like that …”

“I’m fine,” Aiji smiled and shrugged. “I’m just too tired.”

Jun glanced at him and bit his lip. //Aiji … he must be thinking about that a lot … he’s getting thinner and thinner …//

“I’m still not sure! Maybe we should stop practice, Oniichan?”

Kirito sighed and turned around. He studied Aiji for a while and frowned a little. “Aiji … you look sick. Maybe you should go home.”

“And … I think you can take him home, right?”, Jun said quickly. Kirito blinked and stared questioningly at him. Jun smiled and nodded. “Yes, you can.”

“I’m fine by myself …”, Aiji said and stood up.

“I don’t think so …”, Jun said stubbornly. “Come on, Kirito, please?”

Kirito sighed and grabbed his car keys. “Fine, fine …”

***

Aiji walked to Kirito’s car and stopped. “Really, I’m fine. After all, Jun’s not watching anymore. I can go by myself.”

“Since we’re here, then I’ll take you home,” Kirito said and stepped into the car. “Get in.”

“But –“

“And I want to talk to you too.”

Aiji blinked and blushed slowly. “Okay …”

***

Jun watched them from the window until Kirito’s car disappeared.

“Are you happy?”

Jun blinked and turned around to face Kohta. “What?”

“Are you happy? Letting them go like that?”, Kohta murmured and stared outside the window.

Jun tilted his head. “Well, it seems like Kirito likes it his way too …”

“You’re kidding.”

“I’m afraid not,” Jun forced a smile. “He has a thing for Aiji … yes, he never tell it to him and … maybe I should help them a little …”, he laughed.

“Here,” Kohta said as he handed Jun a handkerchief. “You’re crying.”

Jun blinked and touched his cheeks. “Kirito …”, he sobbed and clutched the handkerchief to covered his mouth. “Kirito …”, he cried to Kohta’s arms.

“I know …”, Kohta stroked Jun’s hair. “I know, just cry and let it go …”

***

“What are you going to say?”

“About that night …”

“I don’t think we have to talk about it again,” Aiji stared at his feet.

“Maybe we should.”

Aiji sighed and covered his eyes with his right hand. He was about to cry again. “What? Kirito, please, you have Jun, and I don’t want –“

“You love me, don’t you?”

Aiji blinked and stared at Kirito in the eyes. “Wh – what?”

Kirito sighed and looked on the road again. “Never mind.”

“ … yes, yes I love you.”

The vocalist smiled and nodded. “I … I’m sorry about that night. I was so fucked up, I was torn apart between loving you more and keep pretending to love Jun.”

Aiji snapped his head to Kirito. “You what?”

“All my words … all that I’ve said to you that night …”, Kirito took a deep breath. “I wasn’t drunk or something. I really mean all that.”

The guitarist could only stared at him, and suddenly felt happy, very happy. “Kirito … but still, you have Jun.”

“I know, but I … I love you …”

Aiji gasped and his eyes brimmed with tears. “Kirito …”

“But I’m not the one for you,” Kirito sighed and shook his head. “I’m not good enough for you.”

“But you’re the one I love!!”, Aiji sobbed and grabbed Kirito’s arm. “I … I’ve fallen for you since the first time I met you and … I … I love you too …”

[Okay … getting so mushy, aren’t we?]

They arrived at Aiji’s apartment and they stared at each other in silence.

“But … I cannot promise you anything …”, Kirito whispered.

Aiji quickly pulled Kirito to an embrace and kissed him softly. “I don’t care, that doesn’t matter. As long as I’m still in your heart …”, he was about to stepped out the car when suddenly Kirito pulled his arm and they kissed again.

***

Jun sat alone, still waiting for Kirito. His arms crossed and he sighed. Kohta stood beside him. He looked up and smiled. “It’s okay, Kohta. You can go home first.”

“Are you sure?”

“Un.”

“Okay then …”, Kohta walked to the door.

“Kohta?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks a lot,” Jun smiled and Kohta smiled back. “See you tomorrow.”

“See you.”

***

Kirito entered the room and stared at Jun blankly. “Jun …”

Jun stood up and walked to him slowly. He wrapped his arms around Kirito’s arms and sighed. “It’s okay, Kirito … I understand … I know …”

Kirito closed his eyes. “I’m sorry …”

***

Kohta frowned and turned around. “Why do I have the feelings that Jun is crying right now?”

He walked back to the studio and opened the door. “Jun?”

Jun looked up and stared at him. “Kohta? You still not home?”

“I was … worried about you,” Kohta smiled gently and scratched his head. “I thought you were … err, crying,” he walked to the guitarist.

“I cannot find any shoulders,” Jun joked and sniffed.

“Jun,” Kohta grabbed Jun’s shoulders and pulled him close. “My shoulders always available. Just for you.”

Jun sniffed, sobbed and cried on Kohtas shoulders.

***

Weeks later …

Kirito wrapped his arms around Aiji’s waist and kissing his neck.

“Ack! Stop it!”, Aiji laughed.

Jun giggled and leaned his head on Kohta’s shoulders. Aiji smiled fondly to the couple.

“Hey, let’s talk on the corner,” Kirito whispered on Aiji’s ears and he nodded. They walked to the corner and Kirito pinned Aiji on the wall.

“Hey, I thought we’re going to talk, not to molest me?”, Aiji said playfully.

“That’s my second plan,” Kirito grinned and laid his head on Aiji’s shoulder. “Aiji … I love you.”

“Kirito?”, Aiji tilted his head and frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just … feel bad. I thought I’m going to lose my band mates. Both of you. I thought … Jun’s going to be like you, getting thinner and silence,” Aiji pouted cutely and Kirito kissed him. “But … Kohta took care of him very well and I’m just ... relief.”

“I understand …”, Aiji sighed and closed his eyes.

“Well?”

“What?”, Aiji frowned.

“I said *I love you* and? What’s your answer?”

Aiji blinked and giggled. “Well … what should I say?”

Kirito rolled his eyes. “Come on, Aiji … don’t play with me …”

“Okay, okay, I love you too!!”, Aiji quickly said and kissed Kirito.

***

Jun stared at them and felt jealous a bit. Just a bit. He glanced at Kohta and smiled to himself. //I’m Kohta’s boyfriend, and I’m happy. And I love him.//

He snuggled closer to Kohta and tightens their entwining hands. //And I love him …//

~Owari~

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