『Day Eight』

Day Eight

I dressed up nicely. I wanted to leave a good impression even though I am only going to be presented as his friend. I wonder what kind of parents Tomohisa has. I bet they are really nice like him. I bet they are beautiful people too. It makes me nervous.

I remembered Tomohisa's address so I decided to take a train there. I hope I don't sweat, and make myself look displeasing later.

I bet it would be wonderful if the world was more accepting of same sex love. I bet it would be wonderful to be introduced as Tomohisa's boyfriend....permanently. I sound so dorky.

I grabbed my wallet, and keys. Time to make a good impression. I stepped outside, and went to the train station.

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The train ride was peaceful. There wasn't many people on there today so I had a seat all to myself. I walked along the sidewalk, and took out a small portable mirror. I know it sounded girly to have one, but it was designed to look like Mega Man's head, and I was a die hard Mega Man fan.

I checked my hair, and forehead to make sure I wasn't drenched in my own sweat from being too nervous. Luckily I still looked decent enough.

I slowly walked up to the porch. My heart was thumping out of my chest. This is it. I rung the doorbell, and bit down on my lip.

The door slowly opened, and I was greeted by Tomohisa. He smiles slightly. "Hey, come on in." I stepped in, and released my shoes on the shoe rack. He leads me to the dining room, and I saw two other figures sitting. I assumed it was his parents.

They both looked at me, and smiled. They seemed pretty nice by the looks of them, but I knew it's more that meets the eye.

His mother had the traditional black hair which was curled into a nicely done bob, and his father had slicked back silver black hair. They looked pretty well kept, and professional in the way their mannerisms seem to present.

"You must be Tomohisa's friend Sono." His mother gets up to greet me, and we shook hands. She had very sweet smelling perfume on. Wow.

I shook her hand, and smiled. I was nervous. I prayed to god that my hand won't sweat.

"Yes, nice to meet you. What shall I call you?" I didn't know what to do. I never really called Tomo with his last name.

"Just call me Aiko. No need to be too formal." She smiles. She seems really sweet. I should try to lessen my tension around her.

"Nice to meet you." His father also gets up, and comes to shake my hand. I felt more tensed around him. He looked quite strict, and didn't smile a lot.

"Nice to meet you too." I shook his hand.

"Just call me Jun." He produced a small smirk.

I nodded. They lead me to a seat, and I sat down. There was food made already. It was just sandwiches, salads, and some fruit. Pretty basic stuff.

"Take anything you wish." Aiko suggested. I didn't want to seem greedy so I only took minimal portions. I noticed Tomo looking at me as if I'm crazy.

We all sat at the table. His parents would ask the typical stuff. Example like what I want to major in, my family life, and how me and Tomo became friends.

"You should play basketball with Tomo, or maybe even join a judo club." Jun suggested. I noticed Tomo looking annoyed by the suggestion.

"You guys would have so much fun." Aiko claps. Tomo needs more athletic friends. I always wanted him to join boxing, but he refuses."

"Our son would do well if he did boxing. Maybe you both should." Jun looks over at me. I couldn't help, but force a smile, and agreed to the terrible suggestion. I was not athletic, and I would get slaughtered if I ever decided to join these clubs.

"Stop." Tomo abruptly said. "I am already in basketball club so that's enough. I even play volleyball occasionally."

"Volleyball is more a female sport son." His father said.

"Fine." He rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna go. Come Sono." He gets up, and leaves the kitchen. I noticed he walked out the front door. Could he really do that?!

"He's always like this." Aiko sighs. "Tomo is too focused on his looks that he doesn't want to manually get down, and dirty."

"Tired of this metrosexual thing when he just doesn't want to be normal. You can go to him if you wish." His father said.

"Excuse me." I bowed, and chased after Tomo. I didn't know where he could of went. I assumed the park. I prayed to god that my hunch was right.

I turned the corner, and saw Tomo sitting on a bench. He looks over at me, and sighs. "Sorry about them. They are annoying."

"Don't say that about your parents. They care."

"Not really." He rolls his eyes. "They constantly try to put me in these clubs, and it's annoying."

I sat down next to him. "Trust me, my family is like that too. They always want me to join so I can be in shape."

"I rather that be a reason. They just keep pushing me constantly. It's driving me crazy, and it annoys me." He looked hurt. "I just wish they would understand the frustration."

"Frustration of what Tomo."

"Of me being the way I am. I can't be myself with them. They just think it's all for looks, and that I don't care about normal guy things. It isn't true. They won't understand even if I spell it out for them." He looked legit annoyed that I didn't want to say the wrong things.

"You don't have to do as they like."

"Trust me I don't." He smiles briefly. "I am just tired of hearing it over, and over again."

I could tell he was not in the best of mood. I was scared to do the unthinkable, but I slowly leaned in to wrap my arms around him. He instantly moves away in shock. I felt hurt, but it was expected.

"Sono...sorry. I normally don't have that happening to me." He slurred his words nervously.

"It's okay. I never really do that either. This is a first..." I blushed. It was a intense mixture of embarrassment, and just plain sadness.

"Sorry, just not used to being touched. I have a phobia really."

"Huh why? Your family wouldn't hug you?"

"They would, but I don't like it." He looks away. "I just don't feel content with hugs or touching too much. I can try for you." He smiles slightly.

"No don't!" I felt bad. I didn't want to change anyone into something they aren't.

"I just want to try for my own sake."

"But this is day eight." I felt pathetic for even uttering that aloud.

"I know."

"Where is this leading?"

"Sono...not now please." He gets up. "I think I'm going to take a walk around the neighborhood. I want to be alone for now, but I'll text you tonight. I promise."

Another day practically wasted. I didn't want this. Should I speak up? Maybe if I do, it might make him have some respect for me. "Sono, I can't waste this day. If you have something on your mind, I want to hear it too!"

His eyes enlarged at me. "I mean..why?"

"Because as of now, you are my boyfriend. I want you to tell me everything."

His expression soften. "Can I stay the night at your place then? I don't want to return home for the rest of the night."

My house?! It is messy as ever. I was in the heat of the moment that I nodded in agreement.

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I was fortunate enough that my parents weren't home again. I didn't want them to overbear Tomo with questions anyway.

"Come in, I think I have a futon."

"No need." He shakes his head. "I can be on the couch or your bed."

I blushed. Tomo in the same bed as me. Would he want to do stuff? No way!

"I mean my bed it made for one. You can have the bed, and I can sleep in the futon on the floor." I smiled.

"Oh? No no I should sleep on the floor. Are you scared of your parents seeing me on the couch?" He smirks.

"Kinda yes. You read me." I blushed.

"I can sleep on the futon then."

I started mildly cleaning my room to make space on the floor. This was so sudden. This sudden sleepover really caught me off guard. I was happy yet anxious because my room wasn't the most pleasant place to sleep in.

"Let me help." He starts picking up stuff off of the ground with me. Our hands brushed, but he didn't seem to be as stunned as I was.

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We laid in the darkness. Tomo on the floor. He shuffles around. "Hey Sono, are your parents accepting?"

"Very. I'm sorry yours aren't."

"It's okay. Not everyone is lucky."

"Tomo, I really like you the way you are. Don't ever change. Be your own individual being." I smiled.

"I won't change. Thank you Sono."

"Hey, any reason you don't like being touchy?" I asked. My sleepiness made me a tad bit braver.

"I just don't like that. I fear soon the relationship will be based on only that. That isn't my forte if you catch my drift. Also the phobia adds to that."

"I suppose so. I am sad though."

"Why?" His voice low.

"Day nine is practically here. I had a lot of fun."

"Did you?"

"Very. I am lucky to have experienced this with you. Just to see how being loved feels like. I think it's nice, and painful."

"That's love." He chuckles. "Don't be sad."

"I can't help it. You've given me an insight, and I wish it didn't have to end." I frowned.

"I see. There will be others."

"Don't care..."

The room was silent. "I see good things with you Sono. I do. Don't give up." He whispers.

"I won't. You too okay? I know I may be down, but I do mean all the things I say. You are a great person inside, and out."

"Thank you..." He sounded sad. I didn't know why, and I didn't want to ask. I knew he wouldn't tell me anyway. He's a pretty quiet guy when it came to his feelings.

The room got quiet. I think he fell asleep. He did have a rather hectic day.

I rolled over to my side to face the wall. A small tear escaped my eyes. I wanted to cry, but it felt weak. I didn't want to start sniffling or Tomo will noticed. I didn't want him to feel bad or be concerned for me. I will only be a burden.

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Hours passed, and I couldn't sleep. Knowing Tomo was so close made me nervous. I got up, and stared at the sleeping beauty in the futon. He had a peaceful sleeping face.

I got closer. Our lips were inches away. I slowly leaned in, but chickened out, and ran back to bed.

To Be Continued