Only Time Will Tell (Sequel to You're All I Need)

Making Plans

Chihiro went to approach Shuichi, but the purple haired child had other ideas. He skidded to a halt in front of Chihiro, startling the young male.

Perhaps it wasn't the best day to crossdress.

Yes, Chihiro fully excepted he was male. But after years of crossdressing as a female, he can't drop the habit so easily. Occasionally, he would wear a skirt or dress. No reason why, he just felt like it.

He was brought out of his thoughts by the boy waving his hand in his face.

"Hellooooooo~?!" He sang. "What do you want with my Shuichi?"

"Ah, well-"

"Kokichi. Leave him alone." Shuichi said sternly, like how a parent would command a child.

"Nishishi~." The boy, Kokichi, laughed. "As Supreme Leader, I demand to know what this... Person requires of my friend."

"Don't make it sound like you own me..."

"Kokichi." A gentle, but demanding voice said. "Leave him alone."

Chihiro looked to see the robot looking at Kokichi, arms crossed, a look of annoyance on his face as if he was built that way. Kokichi happily skipped over to the robot, resting his arm on his shoulder, pressing his body onto him. The robot's cheeks turned a light shade of red in embarrassment, eyes darting to the ground next to him. Kokichi let out a little giggle and poked the robots cheek.

"I didn't know robots could become embarrassed! Wow, Kiibo!"

Kiibo's expression quickly turned from embarrassment to annoyance, turning to look at the male.

"I am perfectly capable of feeling emotions, Kokichi."

"Nishishi~" Kokichi laughed, leaning in closer to the other. "Are you suuuure, Kii-boy~? Because all I see is annoyance, or embarrassment. Both simple feelings even a robot can be programmed to feel."

"Ghh-!" Kiibo's face shifted into one of shock, obviously startled by the other males words.

Chihiro decided to stop watching their interactions and pay attention to the other two, who were currently in a quiet conversation. He looked to Mondo, who was wandering around the shop, bored. Chihiro turned back to Shuichi and nervously approached just as the girl left.

Shuichi turned to him.

"Ah, sorry about that."

"It's alright... I just need a little help. My friend, Mondo Oowada... He's looking for someone. We keep finding out where he is, but by the time we get there, he's gone."

"I see... What's his name?"

"Well... Kiyotaka Ishimaru."

"You- You know him?!"

"For years, yeah..." Chihiro muttered, shifting nervously. Shuichi noticed his discomfort and looked away, clearing his throat.

"What exactly do you need?"

"Not much... Just figuring out where in public he goes the most, so we can meet him there to surprise him."

"Hmm... That's simple. Yeah, I can do that."

Chihiro sighed in relief, resting a hand on his chest. "Thank you..."

"It's no problem, really. I'll let you know what I can gather."

Chihiro nodded and made his way over to Mondo, who was checking out the morning glories. Once he noticed the smaller male, he shifted his attention to him.

"Eh? Ya done here?"

"Yeah. Let's head back."

Mondo nodded and led the way out, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Chihiro studied him silently. The gentle curve of his hair as it draped down the right side of his head, still an orange color from dying it. Little bags hung under his eyes, hardly noticeable unless you looked. His clothes were more casual today, since he clearly hadn't planned on leaving his apartment.

Mondo noticed the smaller male staring and raised an eyebrow in question. Chihiro simply smiled and skipped ahead, leaving the other male confused as to what just happened.

*Kiyotaka's POV* (Surprised? ... I thought you wouldn't be)

Kiyotaka sat at his new desk, pride swelling in his chest. He won. He actually won. He figured it would be a close call, but it wasn't. He won by a landslide. (I DO NOT KNOW HOW POLITICS WORK IN OTHER COUNTRIES IM AMERICAN) He looked around his new office, quickly growing used to the unfamiliar room.

Yet, as he made the office a little more in his style, he couldn't drop the feeling of emptiness. The room felt huge, and his voice seemed to bounce off every surface. He tried to fill in the empty space. He placed potted plants in specific spots against the wall, rearranged everything on his desk to make the effect of there being more than there actually is, he even got someone to move the furniture around. Still, the odd feeling wouldn't leave.

Kiyotaka sat at his desk, defeated. He didn't know what to do. Usually, he would talk to someone about it. But the person he really wanted to talk to...

Kiyotaka shook his head and powered on his computer, deciding to distract himself from his thoughts. He had work to start so he wouldn't fall behind. He wasn't going to make the same mistakes his grandfather did. His fingers flew across the keyboard as he typed, since he had grown used to typing on a computer. He finished one thing after the other, stopping briefly between each for a little break.

Hours passed. Kiyotaka hadn't moved from his seat. That empty feeling lingered, hovering over him like a burden. He kept himself busy to try and get rid of the feeling. He didn't like it. But it still didn't leave.

He kept working, until suddenly something popped up on his screen. Someone was trying to video chat with him. Just as he was about to accept, he caught the name and froze. Mondo Oowada was requesting to video chat with him. It had been so long since it had actually happened.

Kiyotaka quickly fixed himself, wanting to look presentable for him. Taking a deep breath, he moved the cursor over the accept button and clicked, watching as the call took a few seconds to connect. Once it did, Mondo's face appeared on the screen. The little box showing what Mondo saw appeared in the corner.

"Hey, Kiyo."

"Hello."

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Dg22: What's this? I'm not dead? And I haven't forgotten this story? Surprising, I know. I finally found the inspiration to continue this story. Although it probably won't last. But I definitely plan to finish this story.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! See you later mes amis!