This can't be possible. Part 1





It was unbelievable. No. It was horrible. Although, it was nice to already know why your best friend id calling you – even if it was seven in the morning and you were sweetly sleeping.
Reita growled in despair, eyes still closed, while he reached the nightstand and answered the phone without even looking at the screen to see who was calling him. It was already obvious.
"He is at the coffee house, commanding his usual and unendingly tasting on him BlackBerry." The blonde mumbled.
"How do you know that?" The other asked with a surprised yet excited voice.
"You repeat this every morning from Monday to Friday. Today is Wednesday." He said trying to stay a little bit more comfortable even if the only thing he needed was to go back to sleep.
"Reita… It's Thursday."
"It's still between Monday and Friday, ok?" He said rubbing his eyes. "Now, if you are already at there, why did you call me?"
"Because  I want you here, dude? Why else? Now, listen to me. Today I'm decided. I'm gonna talk to him." He said with a serious voice.
"Yeah sure. That's what you say since a week ago." The blonde laughed.
"I mean it. Now, get your ass here and don't forget your money. I hadn't breakfast and you know…I am not so good with the economies when talking about money."
Reita wanted to say something more but his friend had already closed the phone. Sighing deeply and growling again he managed to get up from his warm comfortable bed.

~After an hour and a half…~
"I told you…." Reita mumbled. Whatever, the honey blonde next to him wasn;t listening, he was keeping hitting the table with his forehead in desperation. "Whoa, easily man! I still have coffee here!" The blonde said when the other hit the table harder.
"I am such a fool." He mumbled to himself.
"Yep, you are."
"Thanks for the supporting."
"Uruha, you know that I support you with all my… You know that I support you." Reita said. "But I can't contradict the truth…"
"God, I just want to wake up and realize that this is just a nightmare." Uruha said with his forehead still on the table.
"A sweet one." Reita mentioned playing with his cigarette pack, smiling stupidly.
"I would tell you to go to hell, but I already know that you'll sure go there." The honey blonde showed a ironical expression.
"I really mean it." The blonde said. "He always commands coffee with a lot of sugar, doesn't he? So… it's swe-"
"You really know how to annoy me, don't you?" Uruha said finally facing the rest of the room, noticing the two young waiter girls giggling and looking in his direction. "Is it so obvious?" He asked this time covering his face with his hands.
"Probably they are looking at your natural beauty, like girls in the high school did." Reita laughed.
"You think so?" The honey blonde asked, eyes shining trying to imagine that he wasn't as desperate as he thought he was.
"Uruha, you are coming exactly when that man arrives and you leave at the exactly same time as he does. Plus, you do it everyday. I tell you, girls are strange and hard to understand but they're not blind or stupid."
"Wow, that came from a gay."
It wasn't a secret that Reita had the same 'tastes' as his friend did. In fact, this  thing made them closer to each other. It was exactly as normal friends do, comforting each other and giving advice about relationships…. It was just they were talking about other guys.
Even if his attitude showed that he didn't care much about love or relationships, he actually had a crush but contrarily to Uruha, he preferred to be close by the one that he liked and never reveal his feelings than doing the stupid thing, as he thought, Uruha was doing.

The next day, surprisingly, Reita could wake up by himself – actually by the rays of the sun which really annoyed him. It was ten p.m. and, however much he adored to have free time without Uruha pissing him off, he couldn't keep himself from calling him.
The honey blonde's obsession for that mysterious – yet ordinary – man was that big, that the blonde could've thought that Uruha have died or something like that if he didn't go to see – stalk – him.
But now he found out why. His cell phone was off since last night when – in lack of occupation – Ruki had called him to talk about silly things that could distract him from going to the whore house. Man, he was so honest, he was telling Reita the truth even if it was humiliating.
But what about Uruha? Reita quickly tasted his number and waited a bit until the honey blonde hang up.
"I swear that the first thing I do is breaking your legs and fingers so you can't turn off your phone and then, even if this is the last thing I do, I will torture your beloved midget until death!" Uruha spit the words with anger, yet talking lowly to be heard only by the one he was talking to.
"What?! Ok, Uruha, I know you are upset that I didn't come with you at the coffee house but…"
"Coffee house, ha? If it were just that!" Uruha sighed leaning against the wall.
"Ok, now you really have to tell me what's going on."
"Get your ass here and shut up! And you'd better hurry otherwise…. " The honey blonde said, closing the phone.
Now Reita was totally confused. Uruha's own quote 'get your ass here' was usually told with friendly love – if the expression was lovely. But now, his friend seemed to be so stressed and nervous. And then he noticed an important thing. Where to go? Uruha didn't  mention.
He called again but the honey blonde had his phone turned off. After few minutes, while thinking where to go – at the coffee house or at Uruha's place – Reita's phone rang again. It was Ruki.
"Hei, Rei, it's Ruki." He seemed to be so happy. Contrary to Uruha.  "Can you come to my place? Uruha and Kai are already here." So… Uruha was at Ruki's place with that hyper friend of his, Kai. But what was that bad?
"Yeah, sure. I'm on my way." Reita said dressing up quickly.
"Reita… could you hurry a bit?"
It was totally strange. Uruha and Ruki wanted him there quickly. But why? What would be that important?


When he arrived in the front of the building Ruki was living in he bumped into someone. God, he was so hurried, whatever he didn't care if the person would be angry or not. He was  really curious to find out what the hell was happening with the two of them. The problem was that Reita actually cared about who he bumped into.
"Do I know you?" A tall brunette man asked when they started to walk on the same direction.
"/// God, Devil, Hell, Heaven, anything but not this!///" Reita was thinking. He just decided to answer as silly as possible.
"Don't know, maybe."
"You're the guy that comes with the honey blonde every morning at the coffee shop, right?" Wait. He knew Uruha? Reita was totally terrified. It wasn;t like he was afraid of talking with Aoi, he was afraid of what Uruha could do to him if that happened.
"Ermm… Uruha? Yeah, sure. A lot of people go to that coffee shop." Why the hell did he keep walking in the same direction as he did?
"Not a seven a.m." The brunette laughed. "It's pretty cool to find someone who doesn't go to work but wakes up early in the morning." At least, the guy was innocent. "But someone told me that you two actually have a reason." Oh, no.
Reita stopped in front of Ruki;s apartment door. Unfortunately for him, Aoi did too.
"Wait, you came here too?" Reita asked being desperate.
"Yeah, I'm at my friend, Ru. What about you?" This was simply awful.
The blonde couldn't answer because the door was opened by Ruki – who had a strange smile while noticing both of them in front of the door – and Uruha standing next to him, a little bit further, with a "This-can't-be-possible" look.