chapter 5

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Akito ran and ran and ran until he couldn't anymore, which was for a long time due to his daily 5 AM runs. His throat was now dry for a different reason, which he was thankful for, since the worst of his feelings had gone away. Of course they were still in his mind, but now the feeling of needing to cry had gone, so he could deal with it.

Realizing he had run past his house, he started walking the other way, and on his walk, he wondered how this had all started, and how on Earth he's going to deal with it. Every time he's had a crush it was easy, since he's always had crushes on girls, pretty girls that everyone expects a boy like him to have a crush on. Opening the door to his house, he didn't bother announcing he was home, he took off his shoes and ran immediately upstairs to his bedroom. At once, he flopped onto his bed, and screamed for as long as he could've into his pillow.

He was certain that Monday would be awkward, and he was sure Tsukasa was going to blabber to Toya with his loud mouth. He fucking hated Tsukasa and his loud mouth. In fact, Akito hated everything about him; his hair, his skill in a billion fucking hobbies, his face, his dumb bright clothes, his smile, and his stupid ego that gives him the confidence and pride of an olympic champion. Out of all the people to develop a crush on, it had to be him. His anger turned to guilt, shame, and disgust as he realized all of the things he named are things he likes so dearly about Tsukasa.

His phone pinged, and hoping for a distraction, he immediately opened it, not bothering to see who or what it was from. As the screen loaded and he was immediately brought face to face with Wonder Stage's social media page, he nearly exploded when the first thing he saw was him. Of course the notification is a picture of him, looking so very happy to be putting on his makeup for the show that Akito was just at, he assumes. As the familiar feeling grew stronger and stronger the more he swiped, just to see more pictures of Tsukasa and his group, the more disgusted Akito felt. His chest started to heave, and he felt as though he couldn't get enough air. He tossed his phone on the floor, making a loud thunk that Ena surely heard, but he couldn't give less of a shit. He rolled over on his side and curled in a tight ball, fighting back tears and a light blush once again.

He covered his mouth to not let out sobs as he wondered what was wrong with him, why he felt so disgusting for feeling this way, why he was feeling this way in the first place for a boy. Why he was feeling this was for Tsukasa Tenma, world future star. Closing his eyes tightly and taking deep breaths, he calmed himself down enough to think rationally.

I need... to talk to somebody.

Akito's eyes flew open as he scrambled for his phone, wincing at the still open picture and immediately opening his music app, playing the song he's certainly played way too much.

"Hah! I'm gonna draw something wayyy bigger and better than you, Rin! Something that even KAITO is going to care about!" Len stuck his tongue out, shaking the can of spray paint he was holding as he ran to find a bare wall.

"Nuh uh! I am! And then KAITO is gonna laugh at how pitiful yours looks next to mine!"

Len grinned at the typical banter him and his counterpart had, it was always fun to tease each other. However, his thoughts were stopped short, and he came to an abrupt stop when he saw what the walls were covered with.

"Why'd you stop, slowpoke?- Eh?!" Rin gazed at the walls surrounding them, they were covered head to toe in spray painted orange and yellow stars, pink and red hearts filling in the places where they weren't already taking up. The two identical vocaloids looked at each other, and then back at the wall, and each other again.

"What on earth?! There's no room for me to paint, what did you do Rin! You know we're supposed to share!" Len glared at her, angry that she would take up all of the space. And by all of it, he means all of it. There wasn't a foot of space that wasn't inhabited by stars and hearts.

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