Eyes like Emeralds {MikaYuu}

Look at me...

Yoichi woke up in Kimizuki's room, the grey sheets neatly set atop him. Oh how his head pounded, his mouth was dry and his body ached. He wobbled to Kimizuki's closet, not caring if the strawberry would nag about him using his clothes. Right now, all he wanted was cozy clothes, a glass of water, food, and sleep. He put took off his shoes, revealing his Donatello TMNT socks (i have these irl) and quickly tossed aside his shorts for a pair of comfy pajama bottoms. As he peeled off his 'grey' shirt Kimizuki walked in. Upon hearing the door creak, Yoichi squealed and retreated to the bed. All the other male could see was a mound made of pillows, sheets, and a comforter. His face was flushed pink realizing what he had done. "I-I sorry..." he walked backwards, his hand still on the doorknob, and only stopped when the door clicked.

"I-Im good now Shi-Kimizuki!" Yoichi yelled though the door. He walked in to see, Yoichi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, flushed faced and looking down to the floor. He couldn't help but notice how he put back on his dorky stripped sweater.

The sweater was rather oversized and revealed his plain white t's collar and part of the chest area. Although Kimizuki would never admit it, Yoichi looked god damn adorable. "Need anything?" Kimizuki asked rather nicely for once. It made Yoichi's heart melt, but he was quick to remind himself that he was still mad at Kimizuki. He walked out of the bedroom in search for a glass of water, abandoning the shocked male to regret his own decisions. It was all his fault after all.

Yoichi was already finishing up his glass. He knew he was thirsty but this seemed rather extreme to the boy. How long was he asleep? As his rotten luck would have it, his stomach growled. All Yoichi could make was instant food, cereal, sandwiches, and anything that was bake-able, things that he knew for a fact Kimizuki didn't have. The brunette wasn't one to curse...

"Dammit."

...but there were just some occasions that not even the brunette could resist to swear.

"You hungry?" Yoichi jumped. He was quick to gain most of his composure, his now dusted a light pink. The brunette refused to answer. He was still mad at Kimizuki. He knew he was sensitive about his eyes, so why did he bring it up? He set the glass on the counter and left off to Kimizuki's room and locked the door.

Kimizuki slept on the couch that night. Oh how he missed holding Yoichi close. Even if it was just platonic and probably meant nothing to the brunette.

He still did miss it.

He hated when Yoichi gave the cold shoulder.

Might as well get shot through the heart.

...

Everyone speculated that Kimiyoi was 'canon'.

And by everyone I of course meant the blonde and lilac haired girls who went by the names of Mitsuba Sangu and Shinoa Hiiragi.

On that odd Monday morning, they noticed Yoichi was acting rather sad every time Yuu brought up Asuramaru and had yet to argue with Gekkoin. And he was always arguing with Gekkoin. He also seemed to look around more that Monday morning, especially at the colorful board filled with all the clubs at the front of the school. Kimizuki and Yoichi also seemed to be a lot closer than usual.

The two quickly brushed it off, for this wasn't the first time that they've caused a false alarm. Let's just say it resulted in a very angry Kimizuki, a crying Yoichi, and two innocent teenage girls.

At lunch Mitsuba ended up dropping her phone, as she slid down to get it she saw the two pairs of hands that were intertwined with one another. At first, she only saw Mika and Yuu's hands she shrugged it off. They were always doing that, but out the corner of her eye, she saw something that made her question her sanity. Both Yoichi and Kimizuki were holding hands!