Yokozawa Takafumi's Mistakes (Sekai ichi Hatsukoi fanfic)

Mistake #9

                 Wrapping up another long night at work, Yokozawa made his way to the Kirishimas' apartment.  He made sure to stop at the bakery to pick up some of the light, colorful macaroons for Hiyori. This has become a natural part of his routine. During the two years of dating Kirishima, he has only shown up to the house three times without sweet treats.  And each time he felt bad about forgetting, until Hiyori would show  a soft smile and tell him that it was okay. She would be clearly amused by his reaction.
                    Reaching the door of the apartment, Yokozawa pushed it open. He removed his shoes and stood for waiting. He expected to be bombarded by Hiyori and Kirishima who got off of work before him for once.  However, neither of them appeared. Yokozawa was surprised and realized shortly that he didn't hear any sounds that indicated they were here. Also, he didn't smell any thing from the kitchen that would mean Hiyori was in the process of making or made dinner.
               "Im home." Yokozawa called out tentatively, while deciding whether he should leave or continue into the apartment.
              "We are in here." Kirishima announced from the living room area. His voice sounded slightly worried.
               Rushing into the living room, Yokozawa saw Kirishima sitting straight staring at his daughter. He had a wariness about him.  Glancing over in Hiyori's direction, Yokozawa noticed the young girl pacing the room. She being distracted by thoughts of who knew what, did not notice him.
           "Hiyori. Is something wrong?" Yokozawa asked approaching her. Upon reaching her, he started moving his hand to touch her shoulder. The fourteen years old girl flinched back from his hand, with panic showing in her eyes. Not sure how to handle the unusual reaction, he slowly lowered his hand. An awkward silence that has never happened between the three occurred.
               "Please sit down, Yokozawa-san," requested Hiyori in a barely loud enough to be heard whisper.
                'No greeting and no saying Oni-chan.' The thought distressed Yokozawa. The last time she didn't call him oni-chan was......well never.  Addressing him as Oni-chan was just her way. A wave of uneasiness caused him take a seat next to Kirishima and slump into the couch the tiniest bit.  The feeling of a hand rubbing his back provided some comfort. Normally, the hand would be pushed away, but in this situation he allowed it.  
                  Moving in front of them Hiyori took a deep breath and slowly released it. Her head was bowed, with her eyes hidden by hair. Small feminine hands were being clasped and unclasped in a display of nervousness. She didn't know how they would take what she said next. She feared it would not go well which made her feel tongue tied.  Lifting her head, she noticed she had the two men's full attention. 'Here goes nothing.'
                 "I have something I want to talk to you two about.  I would appreciate it if you listened with an open mind and considered what I am about to say." As Hiyori began talking, she made sure to meet both of their eyes.
                   "Go on we are listening." Kirishima encouraged his daughter sounding tense and with a forced smile. Yokozawa nodded in agreement with Kirishima, but remained quiet. Taking this as a sign to continue, Hiyori steeled herself and launched into her speech.
                 "When father brought home a friend home for the first time, I honestly didn't know what to think or how I should act. After all, I knew that my father wouldn't bring someone over he didn't trust. Yet, I still had some doubts and insecurities about meeting this person. However, I didn't have to worry because we got along very well. Shortly, Yokozawa started staying with me when father had to work late. Yokozawa would cook, clean, help me with homework, and even do my hair. I was relieved and glad that father had a friend who made him happy and enjoyed hanging out with me. Before long I started considering Yokozawa as family. And he was coming over almost all the time," Hiyori cut off her explanation.
           She was trying to gauge how Yokozawa and Kirishima were taking this talk so far.  Yokozawa had a small blush while Kirishima had a fond smile on his face. Seeing this she had to keep from becoming to excited and overconfident because she knew the tricky and maybe less well received part of the talk came next. She picked up from where she left off.
                "Yokozawa's being here with us started feeling not only natural, but right. It's like we were always meant to be together. Like the part of life we were missing and didn't even realize got filled by Yokozawa. I am sure father agrees with me. In addition, father has been noticeably happier since Yokozawa has entered our life. You two have a close relationship and appear to be each other's most important person, from what I have seen. So maybe you could develop your relationship a little further to *hestites* dating each other? I don't know how dating between men works......and I know most people would not accept it.......but you two would be a great couple and support each other in both your work and personal lives really well. I am sure of it! And-and I would support you. So...so..what do you think," Hiyori ended her speech, bravely keeping her eyes on their faces. She was searching their faces and mentally preparing for rejection or something akin to it. Biting her lip, a cute habit she picked up from Yokozawa, she waited for an answer.
            Kirishima let out a breath he was holding. Relief washed over him along with fondness. 'Ah, this is my little girl.' Pride swelled in his chest. As he expected, Hiyori didn't have a judgmental bone in her body.
            "I told you she would be fine. You really need to learn to relax and go with the flow of things." Kirishima said, a smug smirk on his face as he turned towards Yokozawa.
             Yokozawa went from being shocked, relieved, and happy to annoyed in an instance.  Even in a situation that he couldn't predict, his lover was so damn cocky and confident. Quickly, his head was lowered to hide his red face. In his lap his hands were folded together. Words had failed him.
                  "What are you talking about?" Hiyori asked, confused. She looked back and forth between the two men.
                Reaching out, Kirishima wrapped an arm around Yokozawa pulling him close. Smiling at Hiyo, Kirishima answered,"While you made a compelling argument, I'm afraid the words were unnecessary. Yokozawa and I are dating already.  We love each other. And we are cooommmpleeteely lovey dovey." Kirishima took advantage of his partner's lowered guard to snuggle close.
                "Who the hell is lovey dovey? And get off me!" Yokozawa growled as he pushed Kirishima roughly away. Kirishima looked like he was going to respond, but Hiyori spoke first.
               "You two are really dating? You aren't joking around with me right?" There was disbelieve, tentativeness, and rare uncertainness in her voice.
                 "Yes, we are. I love Takafumi. I can't imagine being with anyone else." Kirishima confirmed with a surprising seriousness.
                 "Is this true?" Hiyori inquired to Yokozawa still skeptical.
                   Both Kirishima and Hiyori had focused on the dark haired salesman. Not ready for the sudden attention, Yokozawa shifted uncomfortably.  It was like they were gaining up on him.  This wasn't fair in a situation like this there was no where to flee. Yet, in all honestly, he knew this was where he wanted to be.
                  "Yes it's true. I love Zen." Yokozawa's spoke slowly and he grew redder with each word spoken.
                    Hiyori instantly brightened and threw herself at the Yokozawa and Kirishima. The two men caught her, both startled by her actions. Wrapping her arms around them, she stayed with her head buried in their shoulders for a moment. Then, she turned to face the front while wiggling so she could sit between Kirishima and Yokozawa.
              Grabbing both of their hands, she cheerfully announced, "I'm so glad. I couldn't ask for better parents. Now the three of us will be together forever. I don't have to worry about Yokozawa oni-chan leaving. He belongs to us."
                  Kirishima let out a noise of amusement and said,"What are you talking about? Yokozawa has been ours since the moment he walked in this house. You don't really think I would really let him go? No, he is mine."
                  "He is ours father." Hiyori  corrected him with a determined stare.
                Yokozawa watched the exchange in silence. 'I have been caught by troublesome people.' A tender expression crossed his face. 'This isn't a bad thing though.'

Well this happened. It's not my best work I know. It's shorter than normal as well.  Oh well, what happens, happens I guess.  The mind  and story creating process is a mysterious thing. *shrugs* See you next chapter hopefully.