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Eighteen

�� The door lock clicked as Hasukawa and Shun settled on the
around their kotatsu. Hasukawa
tried to bring a book down to read from, but Kisaragi would have none of that.
From Shun's own personal stash was a giant bag of Doritos and Pepsi-cola, two
things besides mangas that Shun held very dear to him. Sake was good from
time to time, and the occasional beer was nice when split between friends, but
nothing could beat the brain-rotting and tooth aching sweetness that came from
Pepsi. Thinking about all the times Pepsi had been there for him, Shun
just smiled, the magic of sugar offering a partial explanation to his never-ending
happy disposition.

�� "Blegh," Kazuya said as he looked at the
two-part spread. The thought of the acidy sting of cola was enough to make his
stomach ache. "Junk food? Is this all you have?"

�� Legs curled up under the heated table, Shun nodded.
"All I have left, why?"

�� "I'm going to get some tea. You want
any?" Shun shook his head and took a chip.

�� "Nah, tea isn't my cup of . . . er, tea."
Hasukawa smiled and ducked out. Returning in just a few minutes, Hasukawa
plopped down under the yellow light of his desk lamp above them, as though they
were in the middle of an intense interrogation. Shun sat back so that he
leaned against his bed's edge, taking a gulp. His digits were chilly but his
toes were toasty. It was a fair trade. "Now that's good. . ."

�� "Shun? The plan?"

�� "Plan? Oh!
Right! Any ideas?" Hasukawa nearly fell over, sighing through a
laugh. He sipped at his tea, hissing a little as he burned his lip.

�� "It was your idea to plot. Don't you think the
initiative should be yours?"

�� "Alright, alright," Shun mumbled, setting his
glass down. "Let me think." Tapping his finger to his chin, he
murmured to himself as Kazuya was nursing his own cup. "Maybe we can
do that classic 'letters from each other' thing. You know, send 'em to
some remote location."

�� "Nah, they'd be too wise to that," the redhead
said plainly. "Besides, we really don't know their style well enough
� especially for writing."

�� "Send them
to a rodeo?"

�� Hasukawa
flashed him a look. "Why a rodeo?"

�� "Hey, at
least I'm trying! All right . . . um," Shun took a handful of chips and
grinned. "We can get Nagisa!"

�� "Another kidnapping?" Shun nodded with a big
smile. "Do you want to
risk talking to her?"

�� "Oh. . ." Shun dipped his head a bit,
frowning. "Right." He crammed another couple of chip into his
mouth and looked up, crumbs specking his face. Hasukawa grinned a bit,
chortling behind his cup.

�� "Where do you keep this stuff, anyhow? I've
never seen a hint of it." Shun wiped his mouth on his arm as he glanced to
the side of his shoulder.

�� "Behind my videos. After all, I don't let
people touch 'em without my permission, so it's unlikely that anyone would find
it." He turned back to look at his roommate, furrowing his brow at the
scheming face Kazuya held. He tapped his own chin, glancing back between
Shun and the video shelf. "Suka-chan. . . ?"

�� Hasukawa nearly hopped up. "I've got it!"

�� "Uh oh."

�� Getting to his feet and stepping near the shelf, he
pointed to the videos and wore an almost excited smile. "We'll make a
video! We can probably get Tochizawa to help. A slide show, sorta,
of all the fun those two have had! Pictures and if we're clever, some
sound clips. And . . . uh, just lots of paraphernalia. A display of their
friendship, kinda."

�� Shun nodded skeptically. "I'm listenin'."

�� "Well that was pretty much it," he shrugged.
Turning his back to Shun and facing the wall, he pointed as though to make a
show of the sempais. "We'll make it real nice! They'll eat it
up. They couldn't possibly hate each other afterwards." He was actually
chuckling as he began backing up to sit on the bed. Generally, he wouldn't
interfere, but after the initial shock of discovering the truth, it was hard to
resist trying to rescue his friends from a break-up.

�� "Really, we'll make sure it's just shots of the two
together � they won't help but remember how much they mean to each other."
Shun was catching the gleeful fever. Seeing his roommate so unnaturally
glad was a sight � on top of the decent idea. Hasukawa nearly bumped into
the kotatsu, his foot landing on the
long cloth.

�� "So they'll fall for each other again, and bam�!"

He
slipped. Shun recoiled and leapt to his feet as Suka did exactly that; banging
the back of his head off the edge of the bed above him. Shun cried out as
Kazuya fell onto his mattress, legs hanging limp over the edge. He had
not yelled and did not move.

�� "Oh, Kami,
Suka-chan!" Knocking over his half full glass he skipped over the bag and
crawled onto the bed, resting on his knees next to Hasukawa's head.
"Suh-suka-chan, wake up!" He shook his red-headed friend's shoulders
and gave him a slap or two, no less relieved to see he was at least still
breathing. He made a small gargling noise � Shun's heart rate could not
be relieved by "gurgling noises," however. Timidly propping
Hasukawa up against his manga case, Shun gulped and peered in close.
"Suka-chan. . . ?" He wiped at his eyes and kept a steady watch for
the next few minutes. Kazuya did manage
to come around, wearily opening his heavy eyelids to see Shun's concerned
gaze. "S-suka-chan, are you alright?"

�� Hasukawa groaned and rubbed the back of his head, closing
his eyes tight. "Ow. . ." Shun sighed a bit, placing a hand on
the side of Hasukawa's face and the other on his shoulder. "Shun. .
. ?"

�� "You scared me to death, Suka-chan. . . watch your
step next time, would ya?" His hands slid from the redhead's body as he
sat back on his heels. "Er, do you wanna go see Hiro-kun?
Maybe you can just sleep it off."

�� Hasukawa blinked, a deep frown on his face as his blurry
gaze began to come into crisp focus. Shun's worried face filled his
vision as the pink-haired one leaned in a bit. He simply grimaced, pain
assaulting his skull. "Ow."

What happens next? :

[Shun carts Suka off to Hiro.]
� Go to Chapter Twelve (12)

[Puts the poor kid to bed.] �
Go to Chapter Twenty-Three (23)
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