Lalito . Ruki x Reita . Chap10

"What are you talking about?"


"You know what you did. I saw you with Yutaka." Takanori nibbled on his bottom lip, not letting his eyes let go of Akira's eyes. He really wanted to slap the innocent look off of Akira's face, but his fingers wouldn't find the strength to even touch the other's skin with such malice that was burning through them. Takanori just took a deep breath and continued. Maybe if he explained what he saw, Akira would stop playing stupid.  "You were on top of Yutaka, so close to him. He was on the floor. That's what I saw, okay?"


Akira remembered the scene immediately, making his face flush red because Takanori had seen that. Immediately, Takanori glared at him, sticking his tongue out in the most vulgar manner, flicking Akira off with his darkened stare. Akira felt himself smile inside because he had realized why Takanori had gotten all worked up about that. It was impossible for Takanori to not be in love with him if he was acting so jealous by a little contact made between Akira and Yutaka.


Why wouldn't Akira use this to his advantage?


He would. He had to.


"Oh…" Akira bit his bottom lip in a sensual, yet innocent manner, making Takanori turn red and turn away quickly. "He was just so cute, I couldn't stand it!" Akira made his voice squeak on purpose, making him want to laugh but his strong will to prove a point keeping him from giving away the laughter that was burning a large hole in his chest. This was just way too funny to say, let alone watch Takanori's angered expressions spill out of his cheeks, and fill the room with strong jealousy that was easily noticeable.


"But…but!" Takanori looked around with an angry face.


How to sound logical without making it obvious that he was jealous? This was something new to Takanori so it wasn't going to be as easy to hide as he would have thought it would be. He bit his lip and tried to calm himself down first, his heart still beating quickly from the anger that was inside of him. He was hiding it, or so he thought, since Akira could easily look right through those boyish eyes and that pale skin that made his face be easier to notice when it was red.  


"You'll get AIDS!" Takanori's mouth spilled before he could stop the word vomit. Of course Takanori knew that Yutaka didn't have AIDS. Where would he get AIDS from? He never left the mansion, and the only person that was around was Kouyou, who didn't go around with anyone either since he was stuck there as well. Yuu was Kouyou's only partner. There was no way he could have AIDS. "He has AIDS." Takanori continued either way.


Everything stayed quiet for a moment. The silent paralyzed the air, and everything surrounding them for a second. Neither of them took a breath and neither of them blinked. That is, until Akira busted out laughing like crazy. Takanori only continued to glare as Akira fell on the floor, cackling so loud that Takanori felt the need to punch him in the face because it would be so easy for Yuu to know that he was down there with him. What the hell was this guy's problem?  


"Yuu is a billionaire. Do you think he really needs to hire a cook with AIDS?" Akira leaned forwards on his fist, sticking his tongue out at Takanori, who was still red in the face. "You jelly?"


"No…"


"You are totally jelly." Akira grinned.


"No!"


"So jelly…" Akira smiled before pressing his lips on Takanori's, softly kissing the other. Takanori wanted to push him away because he knew that Akira was cheating on him, but his heart was speeding so fast, and the feeling was too much for him. He didn't want to push away. He wasn't going to push something like this away.


Takanori ended up draping his arms loosely around Akira's neck, not doing anything but allowing Akira to continue to kiss him. Akira smirked, kissing the other softer until their lips were apart. Akira looked down at Takanori, the other's eyes opening slowly as the kiss stopped and nothing was left but the heat of the moment in between them.


"You're disgusting." Takanori made a gross face, not letting go of Akira's neck for any reason. "You just gave me Yutaka germs, you creep."


"I don't love Yutaka. He was on the floor because he fell asleep and I was walking him up so that Yuu wouldn't see him sleeping on the job.  I didn't kiss him. I love you, stupid." Akira chuckled.


-


"Kouyou…"


"Shut up…"


"Kouyou…Why don't you listen to me?" Yutaka pleaded quietly into Kouyou's ear. He still had his heavy arms wrapped around Kouyou, but the other simply wouldn't face him. Kouyou hadn't listened to Yutaka's excuses. He was hurt, beyond hurt, and even if the excuse was true, why would he let Akira be on top of him, regardless of the reason. The position they had been in was way too perfect for it to be a true lie, although it sounded somewhat valid.


"I know what you said."Kouyou finally found the strengths to push Yutaka's arms away. "I believe you. I just can't believe you'd be find with Akira being with you like that. Kouyou sputtered after his tears were all gone and all that was left were rancid jerks of his chest and deep breaths that made it look like he needed to go to the hospital. Yutaka didn't worry too much about this though because he knew that Kouyou would get better soon. Kouyou was old enough to understand situations like those, wasn't he?


"I'm sorry. I had just woken up when we were in the position." Yutaka cried. "He got off of me a few moments afterwards." Yutaka was telling the truth. Akira had been on his belly for about a minute before the two got on their feet and had begun discussing the escape once more. As soon as they found a clue, at least, of what the code was, they could get out of there. It wouldn't be that hard, Yuu had to have it written down somewhere, right? Yutaka bit his lip and try to focus his brain a little more on what was important.


Finally, Kouyou sighed, pouting and looking at his own lap.


"Okay. I'll forgive you."


Yutaka smiled and hugged Kouyou tightly in his grip. He was so happy that Kouyou had accepted after about an hour with arguing with him that his words were true. He didn't understand why it took so long for Kouyou to budge, since he usually was fixed pretty quickly. But now that Kouyou was more mature, he seemed to worry so much more about the future, rather than going along with whatever Yutaka would say. This worried Yutaka deeply because he felt that deep inside, Kouyou hadn't forgiven him.


Why was the other making such a big deal about this? Did he not notice that Akira and Takanori were both in love with each other? It would be quite stupid to assume otherwise, or to even for a second think that Akira was interested in anyone other than young Takanori.


Yutaka continued to hold Kouyou tightly, trying to forget about that and think better thoughts. Kouyou's silent tears continued to pour without Yutaka noticing.


-


About 1 hour later, Yutaka and Akira found themselves walking in the hall together, once young Kouyou and Takanori had gone off to sleep. Takanori left Akira with a smile and a soft peck on the elder's cheek, while Kouyou left with a dry hug and a goodbye. Yutaka had a bad feeling about that but still continued to not think of it so much. It's not like Kouyou had a choice. Yutaka was hot, and he himself thought so.


Why would Kouyou NOT want him?


There was no reason why he wouldn't want him. Yutaka was just that confident. He kept a smile on his face.


Everything was quiet the whole time they walked up the stairs. Akira and Yutaka wanted to walk around and see if they found something…or perhaps go into Yuu's second office and see if they found any sort of code in there as well. The two men were kept on their toes, for little sounds were magnified in the emptiness of the mansion, and a squeal of a mouse could be equally loud a soft snore from the owner of the home. It was another disadvantage of having a house like that. Akira decided he wouldn't get the house, snorting to himself.


"I have the key to the second office." Yutaka piped up, taking a speedy walk to a door that Akira had never noticed before. It seemed to blend in to the wall for the most part, except where it had the crack that opened the door along with the doorknob that was there. Yutaka a stuck a key in there, turning it silently and slipping inside, not waiting to see if Akira was coming or not. Either way, Akira went inside and flashed his phone all over the place, thinking that a little light from a cell would make enough light. Oh, how Akira was surprised when Yutaka snapped a light on in the other side of the room, smirking.


Akira stuck out his tongue before making his way to a desk. There were several desks that looked quite messy, piled with papers all over. Akira found this desk interesting because the papers seemed to be in neat stacks unlike the others. The papers were in Korean, so Akira didn't understand, but he took a sheet to see if it said anything interesting, although he didn't know how he'd type that into a translator if he didn't know how to use a Korean keyboard. Perhaps he was just curious.


Yutaka found it more interesting to look under several pillows that were stacked in another corner, searching for things that could be hidden under other things, or maybe if one of the tiles of the floor became loose and had something inside. He had seen that happen very often in movies and he wouldn't have been surprised if something like that happened there, so he tried to keep his eye out for those. He  tried to budge the tiles with his fingers, those that looked to be a bit hidden, but none of them would open up like he had expected them to.


To his surprise, Akira was actually the one that found a lose tile under the desk with the Korean writings. He pulled off the tile and there was nothing there except a piece of paper that said "cell213". Akira looked at Yutaka and lifted the piece of paper, grinning. Yutaka only glared since he thought he would have been the smarter one to find some sort of secret code.


"Is there letters one the code keyboard?" Akira tilted his head, pointing at the part that said "cell".


"No." Yutaka approached Akira, handing the other a black marker that he normally used for decorations, but he carried with him everywhere just in case something needed a little sass. "But the number has letters. Perhaps each letter stands for a number?" Akira pulled out the paper in Korean and began writing the word on the back of the sheet of paper, returning the pen and folding it up to put it in his back pocket, tucking it in well. If it fell out anywhere, the plan would be totally ruined.



"Hai." Akira nodded, putting the paper back under the tile, bringing Yutaka out of there behind him.


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Author's Note: It's finally here! I wanted to start writing earlier, but my dad had some writing training to do for his job…and he made me do it for him. So all my creativity was going into my dad's job for a while. >> At least I'm finally done there.


The only reason I am able to write is because it is night time and I couldn't sleep because I felt like puking. Why? Because I told my ex that I like his friend, and now he will tell him on Friday that I like him. Well, I'm in love with him. And I'm so scared. So. I couldn't sleep so I was able to write…gah there's a horrible feeling in my chest and tummy…so yeah.


Now, try to bear with me now. I need to take a retest on some test that will get into an early college, which will give me 2 years of high school and 2 years of college. I messed up the first time on the test. If I don't do better in it, I will have no summer vacation…AT ALL. The test is on the 14th of May. I will probably not write until after that date since I want to study as much as I can so I can have a summer. If I have summer, more stories, right? So I hope you'll be patient.


I'll see if I can write though. Thank you so much guys. Goodbye for now~