Kirishima Zen and Yokozawa Takafumi were walking on a downtown sidewalk towards an empty bar, dimly lit by the street lamps lining the pitch-black street. A cold spring air blew past them as they opened one of the dual metal doors and stepped thought it, taking a look at the dimly lit bar with 12 tables against the back of the room and several bistro sets in the middle of the room. A blonde bomb-shell walked over to them with a large brightened smile as she waved her hand to them. "Hello, a table for two?" She asked in a perky and bright voice towards the younger man.

Yokozawa sighed as Zen placed an arm around his shoulder, acting like they were good friends even though they had barely known each other a year.
"Yeah, thanks." Zen said as he grabbed Yokozawa's warm tanned hand and pulled him forward with a sly grin on face.
"Oh suck it up princess." Zen whispered into Yokozawa's ear as the waitress pointed to a boot in the far back corner of the room, where no one was around to hear the conversations they would talk about later into the evening. Yokozawa looked up at the blonde 20-something-year-old and asked her for 2 beers as he looked at the snack menu.

"Alrighty then! I'll be right back, by the way my name is Naoki…" She rubbed Yokozawa's shoulder as she turned around and ran off to grab the drinks. "What was that?" Zen frowned as he crossed his arms and stared the blue-haired man.
"What was what?" Yokozawa questioned as he looked up from the menu and saw Zen all pissy. Yokozawa let out a long sigh as he saw Zen's eyebrows furrow in anger, knowing a fight would soon erupt inside of the older man.
"I'm so sorry, sorry that you're a person who thinks every person is after me." Yokozawa laughed as the cute young blonde pranced back with the two beers, one in each hand.

She placed Zen's drink down perfectly as she looked at him with an innocent school-girl smile and as she turned her head to Yokozawa she somehow 'lost her footing' on the slate-grey floor and fell right into Yokozawa's lap, along with the yellow ice-cold beer.
"Ahh!" Yokozawa groaned as the liquid landed in his lap and instantly iced him, Zen looked over and knit his brows in a deeper and more severe anger as he grabbed the large mug and brought it to his lips.

"Oh my, I'm so, so sorry, can you forgive me?" The collage-student grabbed a towel and started wiping the affected area.
"Miss, he'll be fine. Just bring us another beer." Zen finally spoke up as he grabbed a few napkins and got up from the booth.
"Eh, wh-what the hell are you doing?!" Yokozawa cried as he saw Zen slightly bent over and cleaning the soaked material.
"I'm the only one that should even be touching here. You are mine, aren't you?" Zen quirked his lips as he lightly kissed Yokozawa on his tanned forehead.
"Stop saying stupid shit! Now, leave me alone. I can clean myself up, damn asshole!" Yokozawa cursed under his breath and forcibly grabbed the brown napkins from the elder man's hand and constantly dabbed himself as Zen sat on the other side of the table.
"Hmm, you're no fun." Zen pouted as he took a swig from the glass and polished off a good half just as the blonde woman came back around.

The young woman sighed as she handed Yokozawa not only a beer, but also a small, crumpled piece of lined paper with a deep ember red crushing her fair, ivory cheeks.
"You're not that bad, give me a call sometime." She winked as a small bell rang and two men and a long brunette walked into the door, laughing loudly as she hugged on to a smaller and chubbier man.

"Hello, please sit where you like. I'll be over in a minute or so!" she cheerfully spoke as her black heels echoed on the slate flooring. Yokozawa ordered a few more rounds as Zen took it easy on the cold brew and kept a close eye on the young woman.

Yokozawa had drowned a few more beers and felt tipsy, not completely drunk but the kind of drunk where you're the best person in the world. He sighed as he looked at Zen with a smug and high-horsed expression on his face.
"You know, you're pretty lucky to have me around! I could have any person I want, but I chose to stick with you~ I've gotta be pretty damn stupid to stay with you though!" Yokozawa laughed as he tipped the drink back and a single drop slowly slid down the foamy edge.
"Ah yeah, sure…fine…whatever! Bitch about it when you're home, right now someone drank too much and I've gotta lug his fat ass home!" Zen complained as he pulled out the bill and dropped the exact amount down with a tip included.
"Ah bite me!" Yokozawa cooed as Zen grabbed him by the arm and yanked him up, catching the younger man as his legs didn't exactly work right away and cramped up.
"Come on, you damn bear!" Zen joked as he placed his arm around Yokozawa's side and supported the younger man, like he always did.
They walked towards the door and the blonde woman smiled as she shouted "Come back soon!" The dual glass doors opened and the cold night air hit them, bringing some of Yokozawa's drunken buzz down as the cold caressed him slightly, sending a light shiver up his spine through his blue suit.

On the walk home Yokozawa sighed as he looked at Zen, anyone who knew him personally would know he was still pissed about the beer being poured into his lap by the beautiful woman. He looked over and blushed as he started to open his mouth on the secluded and empty side street.
"Y-You don't need to worry. I love you, Kirishima" Yokozawa whispered as the cold spring air slightly blew his midnight-blue hair as his gaze went over to Zen.
"What?" Zen asked as he looked over to Yokozawa with both a little blush and a tad bit of confusion from the younger man.
"Uh, just kidding!" Yokozawa laughed as he tried to hide his thumping heartbeat and the crimson read blush staining his cheeks in the moonlit night.
"What did you just say? Did you seriously just say…you loved me?" Zen blushed as he grabbed on to Yokozawa's chilled hand, pulling him closer to him than before.
"I was kidding!" Yokozawa roared as he felt a heartbeat even faster than his flow through him and into his heart.
"Is that so? If that's true, then tell me why your face is deep, deep red and your heart is going a mile a minute." Zen whispered into Yokozawa's ear, the hot breath bringing Yokozawa down slightly at the sensation. He laughed slightly as he grabbed Yokozawa's chin and pulled him up closer, gently kissing under a lit street lamp. Yokozawa wasn't aware of his surroundings and gave in, his tongue reaching into Zen's mouth and gasping at Zen being an excellent kisser.

Zen released their locked lips in a desire for much-needed air, with a light whisper Yokozawa quickly became flustered as he heard four small and explosive words that separately meant nothing, but together mean the world escape from his older lover's mouth.
"I love you, too." Zen reached down and once again grabbed Yokozawa's hand and held on to it, refusing to let him go until they arrived home, so he could be the only one to reach out and grab ahold of Yokozawa Takafumi, his grumpy and aggressive bear.

The End! Happy April Fool's day
~First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.~
~EMOTHEBUNNY121!~