Desire and Love [AkiraxYusuke P5]

Chapter Two

   The artist groaned and threw another waded paper aside, adding to the pile already building up.

   "No, no! It doesn't look right..."

   Yusuke sat with his sketchbook in his lap and looked at the few photos he had of Akira with a frown.

   "His beauty... I can't capture it with these..."

   He sat his sketchbook aside and laid against the bed. A radio was on the windowsill playing a soft tune; Yusuke couldn't help but sing along to it.

    🎶 I don't have a thing left to eat so I make some tea
          And it's all that I have left so just please bare with me 
     I reach down and take a pill and I feel more at ease
       Anxiety don't stay with me... 🎶

   His phone vibrated beside him. Yusuke picked it up and answered without checking who it was.

   "Hi, Yusuke~!"

   He sat right up where he heard the familiar voice.

   "Oh, Akira! I wasn't expecting you to call so early..."

   "I know, I know~! I'm just really excited~!" Akira said.

   Yusuke stood and went to his window. He couldn't help but smile at Akira's enthusiasm.

   "Oh really? Why are you excited?"

   The next thing Akira said made Yusuke's heart skip a beat.

   "I'm coming back to Shibuya! And I'm here to stay~!"

   Yusuke's mouth fell open as he fished for the right words; a smile was appearing on his face.

   "Y-You are? That's amazing...!"

   "Yeah! I'm coming in two days! I'd come tomorrow, but the ballet recital is that day. I gotta be there for the girls," Akira said.

   Yusuke smiled softly.

   "That is quite sweet of you... I wish I could see the performance... what is it you did to help again?"

   "I helped design the girls dresses and I lead their practice dances when the teacher was too busy,"

  "Oh... that was reall sweet of you..." Yusuke blushed.

   "Hey so... whenever we have alone time... do you think we can go somewhere together? I-I mean, we haven't seen each other in so long! I... want to catch up with you..."

   The artist sat frozen with blush spreading over his face. He caught himself and smiled.

   "Y-Yes... I'd like that very much..." He said.

  He heard yelling in the background of the call and Akira cry out in annoyance.

   "I-I'm sorry, my sister needs me... I'll see you soon..."

   Akira hung up. Yusuke stood still for a few moments as his smile grew. He grabbed a paintbrush and looked at his blank canvas, suddenly glowing with inspiration.

   "Akira... he's so sweet..."

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   "Anesa what the hell did you put in here?!"

   Akira groaned as he dropped a heavy moving box, much to the annoyance of his sister.

   "Ah, ah! Careful! All my important books on cosmetics and dating are in there~! Geez, be more careful!" Anesa said.

   Akira rolled his eyes and went back to his room to take care of his stuff. Morgana laid on his bed with an annoyed expression.

   "Man, your sister really gets on my nerves...!" He said.

   "Yeah, I know," Akira set another empty box down and started putting his books away. His radio was on his desk playing his favorite song. He sang along with it.

🎶 My right hand brushes against
my iPhone as I wait
For a smile that gives me
     something in life I can take
  My own hair feels like it's tangled and heavy with weight
       I look so bad make no mistake 🎶

   "Wow, you're good at singing!" Morgana said.

   "Am I? I don't think so..." Akira said with blush on his face.

  "You are! I bet you'd be an amazing singer!"

   Akira made a bashful face and continued to pack things away. Pico wandered in the room, in his only diaper and holding a baby bottle.

  "Aki!"

   The baby held up his bottle toward his brother. Akira picked him up and carried him to the kitchen.

  "What, you want milk? Did Erin forget to put your clothes on?"

  He sat Pico on the couch and went to fill his bottle with milk. After he gave Pico his milk he ran to his room to find some clothes for him. While doing that, his phone went off in his pocket. Yusuke had sent a text:

   'If it's alright to ask, can you wear your ballet outfit for me one time? I'd like to paint you in it'

   Akira felt himself blush. He certainly never thought Yusuke would ask him to be his model. He finger hovered above his keypad, then he smiled as he replied.

   'Sure, I'd love to'

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Song Akira and Yusuke were singing