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As strange as it was to have moved from foes to lovers, it was certainly not Haru’s place to complain. Walking home with Makoto was usually full of mindless chatter about the weather and the swim club and kittens; nowadays though they just walked in silence. Haru was too wrapped up in coming home to someone secret. Someone he didn’t even tell his best friend about.

“I’ll go ahead,” Haru said, “I have errands to run before I get home, you should get back before your parents start to worry.” As per usual, Makoto didn’t disagree, and went on his merry way. Sometimes Haru worried about keeping secrets from him, but right now, he was too excited to worry. 

Perfect time management, and planning were some of Rei’s strong points. It really showed with how much he managed to get done on this day, while he tried to make Sousuke’s favorite dinner food. He watched the clock, eager for Sousuke to get home on time. It was unfortunate that Sousuke had to work on their anniversary, but Rei wanted him to have a warm welcome, when he got home. Unfortunately, Sousuke seemed to be running several hours late. He did the best he could to keep their food warm. However, he found that he was nodding off at the dining room table. Staying awake after working so hard was pretty taxing. At least Sousuke had a clean home to come to, and a warm meal. Maybe he wouldn’t mind a sleepy boyfriend, too.

Kisumi sighed looking at his brand new suit in the mirror. It felt his twenty four year old body nicely; hugging just all the right areas. But unfortunately this amazing suit had no one to pair with. Despite being a nationally ranked basketball player, he had no luck in dates. No one really took him seriously. The suit was for a big gala being held in his college team’s honor for winning yet another tournament.

He had a date but he backed out with only a week left to go due to some “prior commitments”. It was probably because the media began hounding him about dating a famous person and he couldn’t take it.

Hayato, now fourteen years old, laid on Kisumi’s bed watching with a bored expression. “Why don’t you ask one of your old friends to go with you?”

“Heh... same reason no one else wants to date me. If they can’t handle the ‘fame’, don’t think they’d wanna put up with it either.” Kisumi replied fixing his tie.

“Well... I have someone in mind! How about I set up a blind date so the media can’t get wind of it.” Hayato suggested.

“Hmm... I guess that could work. Very well. Just make sure they’re handsome.”