[Oh my. Sorry, I was really unsure]
[size=10][font=arial][color=#ffcccc] The pink head went silent. She glanced up at the girl with a smile though her eyes were empty for a moment. "Hello there. I'm sure this is the first time we meet. Nice to meet you. I'm Yuno, Gasai Yuno" she said in a friendly tone after regaining her eye light. The girl's question was completely ignored as if it was never asked.
[size=10][font=arial][color=#ffcccc] "What a nice name you have" she said standing up, brushing off her skirt. "A i l l a, is it? Hmm" she sang the name as she gave Ailla 'that' look. The one with huge, intimidating eyes and a wide 'friendly' smile. "Can I call you 'Ai' instead?" a faint blush appeared on her face "it sounds cute to me".
[size=10][font=arial][color=#ffcccc] "Great! Then Ai can call me Yuno" she tilted her head, showing her eye-smile. "So, what brought Ai here? What are Ai up to?" she pulled her hands behind her back as she usually do.
[size=10][font=arial][color=#ffcccc] She went silent, once again, staring at Ailla with empty eyes. "Wha~t? What crying~?" she asked in a completely innocent and confused tone "Ai just said something odd I couldn't seem to understand. Do you happen to be hungry Ai? Do you know where can we get some foods? Aah, now that I think of it, I'm kinda hungry" -another quick change of the topic- she stretched and rubbed her stomach.
That's Yuno. Altering her memory whenever she feels the need to do so to avoid certain questions or situations.
[size=10][font=arial][color=#ffcccc] Yuno walked over the vending machine, she bought herself a box of milk "I've just remembered of a bread that I brought. Ai going to buy something?" Her smile hadn't gone off.
[size=10][font=arial][color=#ffcccc] "Hm? Bye-bye" she watched as Ailla walked out of her sight. Yuno pushed a straw into the milk box (she saw it) she sipped the cold milk, not taking her eyes off of the direction Ailla had gone to. She finally walked back to her dorm which was on the same direction but stopped when she heard Rin's voice, followed by Ailla's. "............." she sucked out all the milk in one sip (did she just say a crap about me?). She crushed the milk box in her grip and continued walking.
[size=10][font=arial][color=#ffcccc] (The guy from earlier) Yuno thought at the sight of Rin as she passed him. Soon as she reached her dorm room, she got inside. Yuno took out a bread from her big bag. She took out her phone, typing something while eating her oat bread. A satisfied smile came across her face as she muttered "found you".
Screen Name: Gasai☆Yuo
Nicknames?: Mika (short for Mikhail -w-)
Just tells me about yourself... Anything: it hasn't been long since I love yaoi, and though I've heard and known several yaoi animes, mangas, or novels I haven't had the chance to read or see them 
I've stumbled upon some randim one-shots doujinshis or BL cds though -w-
Ah, right. English isn't my native language so...sorry if I spelt something wrong -w-"
I hope my grammar is decent enough also -w-'
Yoroshiku onegaishimas'!
Other: I love gay people♥
May I join?
[Sankyu~ :)]
Kizaito walked on his toes under soft pink socks. He managed to be as silent as a cat so that the small green wouldn't notice him coming.
"Boo~!" Kizaito squated and hugged the smaller from behind.
"My, you're freezing already!" he said cupping the smaller's face.
"Guess I was taking too long in preparing the green tea, will you forgive me?" he smiled a sheepish smile as his sunglasses slopped down his nose.
Nigaito loved green tea and everyone know that so he decided to try and make one.
Beside he believed a cup of warm green tea would taste even better in the middle of winter. Although for Nigaito, it would taste good in every season, or so he thought.
Kizaito let out a faint relieved sigh at the answer.
"Jaa, come and join me on the kotatsu~!" it wasn't an invitation, actually. It was a demand.
As could be seen in how Kizaito was lifting the other in bridal style, carrying him inside while spinning around heading for the heater table in the middle of the room.
Looking at the small figure in his arm, the sight mesmerized him that he stopped moving around.
"I can just stand here and stare at your cute face all day..." he was being all affectionate in a sudden as his voice was getting lower.
"But the tea is waiting! We wouldn't want it to get cold would we?" Kizaito winked as he was back to usual self, putting Nigaito down carefully.
He placed himself under the warm heat of kotatsu and tapped beside him for Nigaito to sit.
In front of him on the kotatsu were two cups of green tea latte.
Kizaito was the typical ladies-man, being flirty was his nature.
But he only flirt with girls that caught his interest.
Though now he had expanded to guys as well, not to mention Nigaito included.
Amongst all people in the Shion family, Nigaito was the one closest to him now.
Spending times with Nigaito was different than when he was with the other brothers around his age.
Of course he didn't make it as good as Kaito or the others in singing, but even with his few work calls it was still tiring. Now everytime he saw Nigaito's smile that could light the whole town he could felt more relaxed.
Kizaito would try his best to take care of the litte green one in his days off, especially after he found out how poor the brothers were in taking care of him.
"Thanks for being the cure of my tiring day.." Kizaito muttered, smiling at the tea cups on the kotatsu.
"I know this is not enough to repay it, but look what I've got here~" Kizaito took out a pack of green tea flavoured pocky from under his coat, grinning ear to ear.
"It's halloween special. Unfortunately there are still some lingering around. It's your lucky day~"
Kizaito chuckled as he was being hugged and ruffled Nigaito's hair at the statement.
"If sitting together is enough, then that means I can have the pocky for myself..."
Kizaito ripped the pocky open and smiled teasingly "...right?"
He shoved one to his mouth "my, this is so good! And it's all mine~"
He acted like he was enjoying himself exaggeratingly, getting ready to eat another one.
Kizaito laughed, he put one on his mouth and lifted the rest higher so they were out of Nigaito's reach.
"Little Nigaito is fighting for a pocky~ Will he get it?"
Kizaito announced loudly, the pocky in his mouth bouncing when he did.
If he knew Nigaito would look this cute, he'd have teased him more often.
Kizaito blinked in surprise at what was just happened.
"Clever boy." he smiled in amusement, not letting go of his bit.
Now that was new for him to see such expression of Nigaito.
"I can solve a problem too..." he embraced Nigaito closer with his occupied hand and used the free one to hold onto Nigaito's palm on the pocky, "...let's share."
He put up a challenging grin, eyeing the soft plumps that were locking the other end of the pocky.
This is so not right...
Kizaito chewed on the tip, then moved slightly closer, and closer, and closer
...he's my brother. And he's still oh-so-young.
Kizaito's lips twitched as he could feel warm breath sweeping through them, but he couldn't stop moving.
As the distance between them was entirely closed, Kizaito did nothing but stayed still.
His darkened eyes gleaming in hesitation, staring at the other's directly...and longingly.
The tiny bit of pocky fell to tatami as well as Kizaito's heart.
It was suddenly too hard to swallow and knowing that he had made his dearest little brother cried didn't help any better.
A deep guilty frown formed upon his pretty structure as he forcefully moved the tiny hands away, revealing a sight he came to hate the most.
"No, don't..." unable to make a decent sentence, the only thing he successfully said was "gomen ne(I'm sorry)... Nigaito."
Whilst a part of him begging the tears to stop, another part of him was craving to continue the shameful action.
He became afraid to touch his brother even just to swept away his tears.
"Nigaito, I'm sorry. Please don't cry.." he whispered in a regretful, hurt tone.
I'm a terrible bastard aren't I? he thought as a soft snort escaped his nostrils.
”Anything for Shion’s nicest youngest brother.” Kizaito replied warmly, shifting a bit before returning Nigaito’s hug. The familiar hotness creeping onto his face, turning it slightly red.
He wasn’t as guilty and tensed as before. Putting his chin on top of Nigaito’s head, he ran his fingers through the soft green hair, greedily inhaling the nice green tea scent between his rose fragrant digits.
”You know I love you. I mean, we all do. But brothers are very busy recently and they’re all tired when they got home.”
Kizaito pulled away slightly to face the other, giving a reassuring smile.
”It might be true that I’m the one who has more time to spend with you than the others, but Shion brothers love each other equally, and I want you to remember that.”
Although Kizaito’s mind disagreed with his words, although Kizato wanted to take Nigaito’s special place like his little brother had taken his, he didn’t want the little one to be gapping away from the others.
He smiled, betraying his thought, ”Alright?” he poked Nigaito’s nose and chuckled.
”We shall drink the tea, they’re getting cold!” Kizaito glanced to the two cups in realisation.
Noticing something unpleasing about his little brother had started for the umpteenth time, Kizaito couldn’t careless. He placed himself close behind Nigaito once more.
Fixing Nigaito’s scarf and wrapped his own black scarf around Nigaito’s petite body to add more warmness, he held the little green’s palm to help him grip the cup.
”There, there.. No need to rush. There’s no doggy chasing you down or something..”
He chuckled softly and rubbed the other’s palm to comfy him.
Nigaito Shion wasn’t so fragile like he was made of glass, but it would fit right for his health problem and that worried Kizaito enough to pay him more attention.
"Hold on, I'll prepare your futon, then I'll make cream soup while my little chef is resting." the pink haired Shion tried his best to sound as normal as possible.
Kizaito gave Nigaito a quick peck before carefully but quickly lifted the younger.
Everything seemed to be done in a flash of light.
Nigaito had been placed under the comfortable futon in his bedroom with a damp cloth on his forehead, beside him a hot cream soup, and outside the room was Kizaito speaking to the doctor across the telephone -once in a while glancing back through the small gap of the bedroom's sliding door.
Soon he put down the phone and entered Nigaito's bedroom, sitting beside him.
"How are you feeling?" keeping a small smile, Kizaito was actually disappointed that the doctor was trapped in a snowstorm.
