Akihito's POV

I stared apprehensively at Mitsuki's back as she invested herself in her book.

Maybe it wouldn't be so crazy to get some advice from her about relationships. That is, if I left out the part about having totally innappropriate feelings for her perverted older brother.

"Hey, Mitsuki," I called out suddenly.

She didn't bother look away from her book to aknowledge me.

"What is it?" She asked.

"W-well I..." I trailed off, unsure of how to even start.

It appeared that she already knew where this conversation was headed.

"You're too stubborn to even admit your feelings for him. There's no helping you," Mitsuki stated boredly.

"W-what?!" I sputtered, stunned and turning crimson.

"You would have to be blind not to notice your longing glances and adoring looks. Mirai and I have been debating on who would break down first," She explained.

"Not to mention how you blush like a school girl everytime he warms his hands on your waist," She added.

I felt overwhelming embarrassment as I searched for something to say.

"H-has everyone noticed?" I asked, forgetting that I was supposed to deny the accusation.

She smirked but said nothing.

When the silence stretched on relentlessly, I sighed with irritation and sat down next to her.

There was no use in denying it anymore. I had already blown it. If my reaction wasn't enough to tell her, than my words had definitely confirmed it.

Besides, its not like she would go out of her way to tell her brother about this.

"If I tell him, it will ruin everything," I admitted quietly.

"You sound like a love sick girl from a romance novel," She replied with amusement, her eyes still never leaving her book.

"Stop comparing me to a girl!" I hissed.

This only seemed to amuse her more.

"Well, you have obviously thought about this then. What am I supposed to do?" I asked desperately.

"You should already know that I don't care about what kind of perverted things my brother gets himself involved in, so long as it doesn't include me," She said as she moved to adjust her long black hair.

"Then why would you have discussed this with Kuriyama-san?" I pointed out accusingly.

"Just because I don't care doesn't mean I can't aknowlege it," she stated, making me sigh.

I gave up then, grabbing my books and bag and heading out the door in exasperation.

What was I thinking? Mitsuki would be the last person to help me.

But just as I headed out the door, she spoke up suddenly.

"Please refrain from involving yourself in any conspicuous activities with my brother in the clubroom."

My eyes widened and I could feel my face heating up as I stared at her with wide eyes before fleeing out into the hallway.

Just what did she mean by that?!

This was just another one of her ways of messing with me. She just wanted to see me squirm.

I suppose Mitsuki and her brother weren't so different in that way.

It seemed that ever since I had told myself that I would tell Hiroomi everything the next time I had the chance to, I only ended up avoiding him and purposely never giving myself that chance.

That's why I almost had a heart attack when I turned around to find those green eyes looking directly at me from what seemed like only inches away.

"Hiroom-senpai!" I shouted in surprise, feeling my heart practically jumping out of my chest.

He stared at me for a moment after that, looking puzzled and bewildered.

"Since when do you agree to call me senpai?" He asked, sounding both confused yet pleased all at once.

I could have slapped myself for my mistake.

"I don't," I said icilly. "You just caught me by surprise," I continued, barely getting the words out of my mouth.

He seemed satisfied with that response, because he shot me one of his small smiles.

I cursed the warm feeling I recieved from it.

"Well no matter. Thank you for the delicious 'senpai'," He said teasingly, looking more than pleased with himself.

I flushed. There was no way he meant that in the way I had taken it, right?

I swallowed convulsively.

This was just me over-reacting like I had been doing for the past few days.

I had to remind myself of how often he teased. That thought should have been reassuring, but if anything it was more dissapointing that he didn't mean any of it.

"Where were you headed to so quickly?" He asked, suddenly standing very close to me.

"The clubroom," I said shortly, backing away slightly.

"There's something going on with you lately. Mitsuki refuses to tell me anything," He said suddenly, making me freeze.

Before I could even register it, I found myself being pulled towards him by his hands on my waist as I sucked in a sharp breath.

By now I could feel his breath on my neck.

"Tell me, Akkey. What's wrong?" He asked far too innocently into my ear.

I wrenched myself away from him and swatted away his hands.

"Keep your cold hands away from me!" I spat.

"But Akkey, you surely don't want me to freeze?" He insisisted mockingly, standing just as close to me as we walked.

"Get some gloves," I said sarcastically.

I could see him smirking from the corner of my eye.

"Can't you just leave me alone? Shouldn't you be stalking your sister right about now?" I snapped.

"What if I would rather spend time with you?"

Somehow those words really struck me.

This teasing wasn't fair. He didn't see the me in the same light as I saw him in. It was as if he knew and he loved making me feel empty inside.

"If you absolutely have to keep an eye on me, then at least stop pretending that we're friends or that you actually care about me in the slightest!" I found myself shouting the words venomously before I could stop them. All of my resentment and bottled up feelings had exploded onto him.

I felt overwhelming guilt clawing at my stomach, making tears come to my eyes that I refused to let loose.

I forced myself to excuse the hurt and confused look I caught on his face.

My legs seemed to control me as I fled. I didn't dare take a look behind me or I might have turned back.

Hiroomi's POV

His words still rang in my head again and again.

I knew Akkey well enough to know that there was something making him act this way. His words had stung, but I knew he hadn't meant them.

But what if he really does feel that way? A voice in the back of my head asked.

I distracted myself from that thought because it made me feel sick and decided to focus on the problem at hand instead.

I didn't care how, but I was going to figure out what was going on.

Thats why I didn't hesistate in cornering the short strawberry-blonde the moment I saw her. If I couldn't get it out of my sister, I could at least easily get it out of her.

I stared determiedly at her as I blocked her path in one swift move.

"Akkey has been acting very strange lately," I said pointedly.

She clung to her books tightly with nervousness.

"There's something going on that everyone refuses to tell me," I said.

"H-how would I know?" She asked nervously, nearly dropping her things.

"Are you sure that Akihito-senpai isn't just upset about something?" She continued to ramble.

"We've already established that," I said.

I moved closer.

"What is he hiding from me?" I asked.

This caused her to drop her things and scramble around to pick them up.

Despite this, she seemed relieved to have a reason to avoid my eyes.

"I-it's not in my right to tell you these things," she said.

I let my annoyance be known with the look in my eyes.

She finally stood straight again and seemed to lose her nerves as she looked me in the eye.

"Akihito-senpai will surely tell you on his own time," She said with an earnest smile.

Well this is just something really shitty I wrote late at night. But nonetheless, if people actually like it I will continue. (Or I might continue because I love writing it too much) I really hope no one seemed too OOC! Feel free to leave criticism or just plain old reviews! Thanks for reading! I'm also working on a smut piece for these two. There's just not enough fanfiction on this pairing, is there?