Sorry for the extremely late update…

Complications

Chapter 6

"Did you and your sempai have sex?"

A look of complete shock washed over Nowakis face, followed closely by one of guilt. Even if Hiroki hadn't heard Nowaki admit to it the night before, the look on his face now was proof enough.

"W-what…?" Nowaki stammered, still in shock. He'd never known Hiroki to come right out and ask something so straightforwardly, let alone ask something like that so directly...

Hiroki's face heated up, and he glanced away, hands clenched into fists. 'I don't wanna do this… I don't wanna do this…' He chanted in his mind, and he wished he didn't have to…

He glanced back at Nowaki. "Did you and your sempai have sex?" He demanded again, hoping that his voice was steady and that he wasn't shaking. 'I don't wanna do this… But I have to…' If he left things like they were, there was only going to be more heartache and this issue would go unresolved.

"W-where is this coming from?" Nowaki squeaked, clearly taken aback. It was also clear that Nowaki was thinking quickly, if his slightly furrowed eyebrows were anything to go by. Which they were, after all, Hiroki knew most of Nowaki's small little quirks, and Nowaki had a habit of creasing his eyebrows whenever he was thinking fast or forced to respond to an uncomfortable situation on the spot.

"I'm asking the questions here," Hiroki snapped, suddenly feeling brave. "Did you, or did you not, have sex with him?!" he demanded, glaring even harder.

"I-I'm serious, Hiro-san, where is this coming from? Why would I ever-"

"I heard the two of you talking last night." Hiroki admitted, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. It had taken a lot out of him to admit to that.

Pure shock registered on Nowaki's face, with an underlying horrified look.

"H… H-how…" Nowaki trailed off, and if he had been standing he would have sunk to the ground. "How much… how much did you hear?" He finally croaked out, lifting his blue eyes to look up at Hiroki.

Hiroki took a deep breath to steady himself, and willed his voice to work. "Enough." Was all he could get out, but he figured it would do.

Nowaki buried his head in his hands and was silent. The air was thick and heavy between the two of them.

Hiroki glanced around, wondering if he should walk away, or stay and see if Nowaki had anything else to say, not that it mattered much at this point…

"I…" Nowaki spoke up, his voice muffled through his hands, causing Hiroki's eyes to focus back on him. "I-I knew…"

He was silent for another moment, "You knew what?" Hiroki asked almost hesitantly. He had a feeling he should be doing something else. Like throwing an object- or throwing a tantrum, and just getting angry about Nowaki cheating on him. But he felt numb, like all of this wasn't fazing him as much as it should.

"I knew…" Nowaki took a deep breath and finally removed his hands to rub tiredly at his face. "I knew that you would eventually find out. But… I just… I didn't want you to find out that way."

"Oh? Then how was I going to find out, Nowaki?" Hiroki asked, crossing his arms, and finally, finally, feeling a little bit of frustration. "Were you going to tell me? Oh that would have been priceless! After weeks of ignoring me, you were just gonna come up to me and be like, 'oh hey, remember my senpai from work? It turns out I had sex with him.' That would have been rich!" Hiroki fumed.

Nowaki looked up, confusion dancing in his blue eyes. "I – I wasn't ignoring you!"

Hiroki rolled his eyes, and gave Nowaki one of his best deadpanned looks. "Not giving me more than a 'good morning' before heading off to work, leaving rooms every time I enter them. I'm sorry, but last time I checked that's ignoring someone."

There was a low chuckle, and both Nowaki and Hiroki froze, and looked over at the source.

Hiroki felt cold furry grip his gut, as he met the purple eyes of Tsumori, who smirked back, meeting Hiroki's cold glare dead on.

"S – Senpai!" Nowaki squeaked, feeling the tension between the two of them, glancing at them uncertainly.

Tsumori gave a smile of pure poison, and Hiroki finally noticed his lack of clothing. His hair dripped wetly, and a fluffy towel hung haphazardly off his hips. "Good afternoon, it's nice to see you again." He said, running a hand through sopping wet blond locks.

"Nowaki," Hiroki growled out, ignoring the man who he felt he had every right to punch to death and kick him out of his house. It was then that he remembered that it really wasn't his house, but Nowaki's, and so he couldn't throw him out, but he could kill the bastard. "What is he doing here?" he asked, his voice low enough for only Nowaki to hear him.

"His apartment is getting renovated, so I invited him to stay here." Nowaki said, innocently, as if that statement would save everything.

Hiroki wondered why he was just now realizing Nowaki was a complete idiot.

He glanced over at Tsumori who was still smiling that infuriating grin of his. The man nodded, and hiked his towel up a little bit more. "Yup, Nowa-chan was kind enough to give me a place to stay in my time of need. And don't worry, I took good care of him while you were working late."

"Whatever." Hiroki snapped, pushing down the fury inside of him. His mind worked in high speed. Surely Nowaki couldn't really expect him to be living under the same roof as him, so maybe this was how Nowaki intended to kick him out?

Fine, he didn't really want to be here anymore, anyway!

Gathering up the rest of his courage, he moved out of the living room, and into his bedroom, making sure to avoid all contact with Tsumori.

"H – Hiro-san?" Nowaki called out, following after him.

Hiroki swung the door open, and marched over to the closet. Pulling out a small suitcase, he opened it, and turned towards the surprised Nowaki.

"How long is he going to be here?" Hiroki snapped, already putting clothes inside the case.

"What are you doing Hiro-san?!" Nowaki cried, moving forward to try and stop Hiroki.

Hiroki growled, and struggled in Nowaki's grasp. "What does it look like I'm doing?!" he cried, elbowing Nowaki in the stomach, making the man double over, and loosen his grip. "I'm not staying here if that man is going to be living here!" Hiroki cried pointing over at said man.

"Why not?!"

"Are you a fucking idiot?!" Hiroki yelled, looking at Nowaki incredulously. "Because you fucking slept with him! Or did you forget that little important detail?" he asked, poking Nowaki harshly in the forehead.

"Such a drama queen." A voice interrupted Nowaki's comeback, with a chuckle.

Hiroki shot him a murderous glare. "What?"

Tsumori smirked again, and gave Hiroki a holier-than-thou look. "Me and him aren't the only ones at fault here, you're just as guilty as us by the looks of it."

"What are you - ?"

"Tell me, Hiro-san," he said mockingly. "Whose clothes are you wearing?"

Hiroki froze, the anger that had come up since Tsumori had started talking to him, froze as well. He glanced down at the clothes he was wearing.

Now that he thought about it, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have borrowed those clothes from Miyagi. They were at least two sizes bigger, and the shirt was practically hanging off of his shoulder.

He looked like a stereotypical girl who'd stolen her boyfriends' clothes after they had done it.

"I stayed over at a friend's house, and borrowed some of his clothes. That is all." He snapped. But that wasn't all… they had kissed…

"I thought you were working late?" Nowaki pointed out, suspicion filling his eyes, noticing that Hiroki's face seemed a bit flushed.

Hiroki was at a loss. Anything he said now would seem like a lie to cover up another one."Stop! I won't allow you two to gang up on me!" he shouted, glaring at the two of them. "And don't you dare lump me in the same category as you," he said, looking directly at Nowaki. "I may be a lot of things, but I am NOT a cheater!"

He bent down, locked the suitcase, and picked it up by the handle. "I'll be back in a couple of days for the rest of my stuff." He grumbled and left the apartment, slamming the door behind him.

Okay kinda had to hurry and finish this so I can upload it. Sorry if it seems kinda rushed, (it was). If you have any questions, because even I found some of this kinda confusing, I'll try to answer them to the best of my ability.