Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ A New Page ❯ A Late Night Chat ( Chapter 11 )

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Chapter 11- A Late Night Chat

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Genrou sighed and stared out the window. Moonlight highlighted his beautiful features, despite the frown on his face. Houjun forced himself to look away from the beautiful image.

I wonder why he's upset. Something's bothering him… Houjun thought. I'll just have to find out what it is.

Houjun placed a hand gently on Genrou's shoulder. The fiery youth jumped slightly and turned to look at Houjun questioningly.

"Is something bothering you Genrou?" Houjun asked gently.

"Nah, it's nothing," Genrou lied and looked back out the window.

"You always were a terrible liar, nothing's changed there, Genrou. Please, tell me," Houjun asked softly.

"It's not important, just thinking about being here again. It's like I'm two different people. I'm trying to figure things out. Like, what is it between us? We've always been good friends, then, when I died, you kissed me… And I know I cared for you a long time before that… But, I'm just confused right now," Genrou hurriedly explained.

"Ah, I see. I've been thinking the same things lately. It's is kinda confusing. I'm not completely sure of how I feel about anything anymore. I am kind of sad that I'm still as lonely as I was in my last life," Houjun said.

Genrou glared at the older man and grabbed his shoulders.

"Don't say that, ever. You'll always have me. No matter what. I'll make sure to be there for you always. I promise that. You were all I had left for 4 long years after Miaka and Taka left the second time. You nursed my broken heart and took care of me. And I'll be here to take care of you," Genrou said, his face centimeters from Houjun's.

"G-Genrou…" Houjun whispered, tears in his eyes.

"Damnit Houjun, it's bad enough when women cry, I don't want you to cry too. I'm sorry," Genrou said softly, moving back.

"Baka!" Houjun said grabbing Genrou's hands and twining their fingers together. "I'm just happy. That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me. It means the world to me Genrou. Thank you. And its true, other then you, I've always been alone."

"Houjun… I…" Genrou started, but was cut off as Houjun embraced him tightly. Genrou, caught by surprise fell onto his bed, with Houjun on top of him. Houjun didn't let go, and Genrou could feel his tears through his clothes. He ran his hand through Houjun's hair and sighed.

"I-I'm sor-" Houjun began, but Genrou silenced him by placing a finger on his lips.

"Don't apologize, Houjun," Genrou whispered. Houjun nodded, and curled up against Genrou, holding him tight.

"I'm always gonna be here, Houjun. You're all I need. All I want…" Genrou whispered.

Genrou cupped Houjun's cheek in his hand and leaned his forehead against Houjun's.

"Genrou… I'll be here for you too. Always. Thank you," he whispered tiredly.

"Good night, Houjun," Genrou said with a soft smile. Houjun blushed.

"Goodnight, Gen-chan," Houjun said with a small smirk.

The two slept soundly in each other's embrace.