Izana's eyes fluttered as he slowly gained consciousness. He tried to move his body, but he felt a pang on his flank. Izana muttered a curse when he remembered what happened last night.
Izana looked around at the unfamiliar room. Even if he was injured, his senses heightened when he heard sounds from the outside. He doesn't have any idea where he was and where Kakucho was. The only thing that he knew was that he was in a girl's bedroom.
Izana forced himself to get up even though he was hurting. He placed his palm to his left side, where his wound was. He slowly stood up and walked carefully to get out of the bedroom. He supports himself by holding on to the wall as he makes his way to the kitchen. He could hear sounds from the kitchen, so he assumed someone was there.
"Kakucho," Izana muttered his friend's name. He could not make his voice louder because he still felt weak. When he reached the kitchen, he saw a familiar man cooking breakfast. He could not figure out if he was dreaming or not. But, he somehow wished that he was not dreaming.
The sight before him is what he has always envisioned. He envisions that he will wake up early in the morning; he will see his valuable person cooking breakfast for the two of them. Then, they would have their morning coffee together. That's the kind of life he wanted for himself and (y/n).
"Izana! You're up!? You could have called me," (y/n) said when she noticed Izana standing at the entrance of her kitchen. She hurriedly went to Izana and assisted him to sit down on the chair. Izana felt like he was in euphoria. Everything is so surreal. If this is a dream, he doesn't want to wake up.
"You shouldn't be moving that much. Your wound is still fresh," (y/n) said as she got plates and utensils from her cabinet. Luckily, she has enough utensils for three people. " The soup will be ready in a minute," (y/n) said as she prepared the table. (Y/n) raised her brow when she noticed Izana was just staring at her. (Y/n) waved her hand in front of Izana's face. However, the guy didn't budge. So, (y/n) decided to flick Izana's forehead. Luckily, Izana went back to his senses.
His brows arched as he looked at (y/n).
"Is that what it does when stabbed in the side?" (y/n) joked before putting soup on Izana's bowl and hers. Izana watched (y/n) intently as she served their food until she sat down on the chair in front of him. (Y/n) motioned him to eat first, but he didn't move an inch. Izana still can't believe that (y/n) is in front of him, and most of all, she was attending to his needs.
"Yah! You may eat now. It's not like I put poison to your food or what," (y/n) chuckled. "And, just so you know...I am a real person," (y/n) added. Izana forced a fake smile before eating his food. (Y/n) flashed a silly grin at Izana before eating her meal.
"Kakucho went to university earlier this morning. He has an oral examination in one of his major subjects," (y/n) informed Izana. She glanced at the latter to see his reaction, but he only had a poker face. (Y/n) scrunched up her face because of Izana's seriousness.
"Seriously, did he become mute?" (y/n) thought to herself. (Y/n) feels like she's talking to air. Frustration suddenly crept up to (y/n)'s system.
" Also, Kakucho will go to the Sanos' house later," (y/n) nonchalantly said before taking a sip from her soup.
"He what!?" Izana finally spoke. "So, you have a voice!" (y/n) mocked Izana. Izana scowled at (y/n)'s mockery. Irritation is now evident on Izana's face. (Y/n) smirked at him before eating again.
"Don't change the subject, (y/n)," Izana scowled. (Y/n) put down her spoon and lean on her chair. "Kakucho will go to the Sano house later to get some of your clothes and his," (y/n) answered as she met Izana's icy glare. Izana clenched his jaw.
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Back to December || Izana Kurokawa
FanfictionWhenever Izana sees (y/n), foreign feelings started to embrace his cold heart. Is it like the love he always hear from other people? Well, Izana doesn't know the answer to that. He never knew what love was in the first place. But, he wanted to keep...