Chemistry {HanaKuro}

Chapter Eleven

Hanamiyas p.o.v.

The seminar was alright, but it would have been funner if Tetsuya was here. My mother found out this morning that last night I had formally asked Tetsuya out.

"So, Tetsuya, since you claim to nit mind my possessiveness, you wouldnt mind if I referred to you as my boyfriend either would you?"

"Only if youll allow me the same."

"Then Tetsuya, be my boyfriend."

"About time you asked Makoto."

I was brought back to the present when the clapping started, and the speaker was finished. The seminar was only half a day long, and we were going back to Japan tomorrow morning.

I told Tetsuya that I would take him out tonight to spend our night in America. So, when I got back to the hotel room, Tetsuya was 1) Curled up in my varsity jacket he never gave back, 2) Petting Nigou who sat on his lap, and 3) Reading one of the books I brought along.

So, I was pretty ready to call the night off and just stay with him in bed. Instead, I kept silent and laid down next to him.

"Tetsuya, what do you want to do tonight?" I asked, and he looked up from the book in thought.

"Nothing fancy, I didnt bring anything nice. So maybe just grabbing some take out and walking around and looking at all the lights?"

"Okay sap," I teased, and he hit my head with my book. I groaned but chuckled. We did exactly that, and I even got the privilege to kiss him under the stars. In my defense, he initiated it.

Nothing really changed when we got back to Japan, at least, nothing major. Now one of my idiot teammates would snap a photo in the rare moments we acted romantic. We also now had keys to the others home. Well, we had those anyways, but now the other knew we did. Tetsuya also seemed happier.

Kurokos p.o.v.

Nothing changed much when Makoto and I started dating. At least, not until Seirin found out. It was nearing the end of summer, and we were having a final practice before school started when Izuki pointed out a purple mark below the hem of my t-shirt, near my collarbone.

So thats how it happened.

"Youre dating that bastard?!" Hyuuga shouted in the locker room, and I nodded.

"He asked me out, I said yes."

"How long?"

"Hm?"

"How long have you two been going out?"

"Since the beginning of summer."

"Does Kagami know?" Hyuuga furrowed his brows at this point. I simply nodded.

"I told him the day it happened. I just so happened to be in Chicago, so we met up."

"And you didnt tell us?"

"It wasnt any of your business."

"I prohibit it." Hyuuga said and I began to lose my temper. The room dropped at least 10 degrees, but Hyuuga kept going. "I prohibit you from dating Hanamiya Makoto."

"I am not asking for your permission." I said, my voice sharp as a blade.

"And I am not asking you to break up with him. Im telling you."

"You are not my mother, my father, my brother, or even my friend. Youre my teammate, nothing more nothing less. I dont need your conformation."

"Does the generation know? They are your friends."