To Love [Katekyo Hitman Reborn One-Shot Collection] [Requests: Open]

Request 1: Calm Storms [3999]

Before Kikyo could react, Bluebell and Zakuro had wormed their ways into his life.  Being his coworkers, they had apparently forced him to become their friend, even though Zakuro wasn't as straight-forward and annoying about being his friend.  He was glad that he now had friends in a place where his coworkers all wanted his job, but Bluebell talked too much, and he felt as if Zakuro slept too much.

Kikyo enjoyed their company well enough, but they weren't who expected to become friends with.  When Byakuran, his boss, had hired him, he hadn't mentioned that he had also hired people that he could help but feel that they need to be babysitted.  He felt as if that was what his boss had hired him for, but even if he was hired to babysit these two, he would do his job.  It was expected of him, and he wouldn't let his boss down.

For some time, he spent time with his new friends before he saw Bluebell disappearing more often, saying that her friend Daisy wanted to spend time with her.  He found it strange that this friend just appeared, but he let her do what she wished.  It caused him less stress, and he become closer with Zakuro.

Zakuro was the last person he would ever think he could get along with so easily.  Kikyo didn't know why, but the rumble of Zakuro's voice comforted him, and, as shameful as he felt about it, it was one of the main things he enjoyed about the short-tempered, crimson-haired male.  He assumed it was the man's voice that made him feel so tempted to have conversations with him, instead of Bluebell, who had a beautiful soprano voice, but it didn't effect him like Zakuro's.  Kikyo felt as if he was being silly, feeling so comfortable with someone like him, but he couldn't help it.  He was trust-worthy as well and Kikyo found that was an admiring trait.

When he found out that he had fallen for the gruff male, he no longer saw Bluebell or Zakuro, and Kikyo had already moved jobs.  He had been fired by a floor representative and he had to find a new job, working for an incredibly dense man named Gamma.  It had actually been five years, and he was going onto his twenty-eighth year of his life, and he realized it as he woke up one day.

It was like he was hit was hit by a truck, and the truth made his chest feel lighter and it was if a weight was lifted, and he looked through his phone early that morning, clinging to the foolish hope that once he found Zakuro's number, a number he hadn't dialed in years, that the man would answer.  He knew he was being foolish, but as he looked at the pixelated screen as it dialed on speaker-phone, he felt as if the red-headed man would answer, and he did.

"Hm," came the tired, gruff voice he knew.  Kikyo smiled.

"Oho," was Kikyo's only reply.  He didn't know what else to say, and his mouth didn't form any more words.  His throat was dry, waiting for a reply.

"Kikyo," Zakuro grumbled, and Kikyo could practically see the man stretching his limbs as he talked.

"Yes," Kikyo heard himself saying, "It's me."

"It's been five years," Zakuro said, as if to make a point.

Kikyo chuckled and said, "Indeed, it has.  But can I not talk to a friend?"

"Never said that, idjit," answered Zakuro.

"I know," Kikyo said in reply.

"Was there something you wanted," Zakuro asked, and Kikyo knew that he was probably going to lose the man's attention if he didn't tell him soon.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to meet up any time soon," Kikyo said, hoping that Zakuro would his date offer.

"Are you asking me out," Zakuro asked, as if he could see through Kikyo.

Kikyo sighed and said, "Yes, I am."

He heard silence for a moment before Zakuro said, "Why not?  I'll pick you up later.  You still live in the same apartment?"

"I do," Kikyo replied, "Now I have to get ready for work.  I will speak to you soon enough."

"Sure," Zakuro said, hanging up.  Kikyo smiled for a moment before telling himself that he couldn't be all giddy about one date one night.

He went the entire day, wondering how it was going to turn out, having a secretary named Daisy look at him strangely.  When Kikyo got off work, he went home to see Zakuro there.  He was surprised by this, but he only chuckled and sat next to Zakuro, looking at him.

Zakuro just looked back, and the look told him that he was probably bored so he came here.  Kikyo raised a delicate eyebrow at him and he discussed with Zakuro what they were to do.  Apparently, niether of them had any idea what to do, so they opted just to stay in and do what ever came along.  Which was a bit.  Kikyo hardly remembered any of it by the morning.

Which, that morning, Kikyo was mortified that he was easy enough to be sleep with on the first date.  He was about to get up, but Zakuro pulled him down and said in a gruff voice that it was Saturday.  Kikyo doubted it, but he stayed in bed because he was pretty sure  that he couldn't escape the hold of the man and the fact that he liked laying in bed, missing work and not seeing Gamma.