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[Multi-chap] Plotting with the devil 7/??

Beta: imsandi
Genre: angst, romance
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them, but they surely own my heart ♥

Previous chapters: chap#01  ||  chap#02  ||  chap#03  ||  chap#04  ||  chap#05  || chap#06

The next morning Aiba woke up alone in an unfamiliar room. First he tried to recall what happened the night before and looked around until his gaze was attracted by a stuffed-toy on the nightstand.
“The tiger! Kawaii!”
He got up smiling and took the little tiger in his hands. A note fell on the floor.
“What’s this?” Aiba asked himself while taking it. It was a note from Sakurai.

  ‘Ohayo! I found your tiger. In exchange, cook for me a delicious lunch. I’ll be home around 13.00.
See you later.’  

The guy looked at the tiger and remembered what happened the night before: the late dinner, his tears, Sakurai’s sweetness. And now that surprise.
“Maybe Sakurai-san is not the bad guy I thought. YOSH! I will do my best in cooking the lunch!”
Aiba rushed in the bathroom to wash himself. First, teeth.
“I don’t have my toothbrush. Wonder if Sakurai-san has one more.”
He searched and found a couple of new toothbrushes in a little glass with “for guests” written on it.
Then he took a shower and when he went out:
“Ah! I don’t have a change! Wonder if I can borrow some clothes from Sakurai-san.”
Aiba went in the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. He found a lot of suits and shirts.
“I bet he doesn’t have casual clothes.”
Then his attention was captured by a drawer with the same sign as on the glass, “for guests”. He opened it and found a bunch of t-shirts and jumpsuits. Aiba wondered why Sakurai-san bought those clothes. Did he usually invite so many people? Anyway he wore a jumpsuit and went to cook. In the fridge there was some lettuce and meat.
“Ah! Yusuke taught me a recipe with these ingredients…what was it again?”
Aiba couldn’t remember all the recipe so he called his brother.
“Onii-chan? Daijobu?”
“Hai, hai. Genki! I was wondering if you can help me with that stuffed-roll lettuce. I’m trying to cook it.”

His brother laughed from the other side of the line.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Nothing. I’m glad you’re okay.”

Then he explained again the recipe while Masaki took notes.
“Okay, I think I will be able to cook it. Thanks Yusuke!”
“Betsunii…ne~ Onii-chan, why don’t you come home sometimes?”
“I can’t and you know why. Don’t ask again Yusuke”
Masaki replied sadly.
“Ok, But you’ll be back, right? When everything will be settled…”
“OF COURSE! I miss your delicious dishes! Ah, don’t tell Okaa-san I called. She would worry, I’m sure.”
“Ok, see you soon, Onii-chan”.

When Aiba ended the call, his eyes were teary but he held them back and smiled. He missed ‘his’ Chiba so much and more he missed his family. But he had to be strong and wait for a better time to come.
“I’ll be back home, I promise” he whispered to himself.
Then he began to cook and around 12.30, lunch was ready.
“Perfect! Now I’ve just to wait. What may I do?”
He looked around.
“Maybe…a tour of the house!”
 It’s just that I’ve nothing to do. I’m not curious about Sakurai-san’s life
, he lied to himself.
Just when he was going out of the kitchen, his mobile phone rang.
“O-isashiburi Aiba Masaki”
said a man’s voice with sarcasm.
“Ah…what do you want?”
“My money.”
“I already said yesterday that I will pay everything but you have to wait a little.”
“Why should I wait when you are dating that bright lawyer who can help you?”
“Don’t you dare…”
“Leave Sakurai-san out of all this! It’s my problem, don’t involve other people.”
“But you two were so cute today at the park. I bet he would do everything for you, if you ask…”
“I won’t ask anything to him. It’s not Sakurai-san’s problem.”
“You’re boring, brat. Anyway for this time I’ll let you go. But remember, you have just a month left.”
“See you around, ne~”
said the voice on the other side of the line before ending the call.
Aiba sat on a chair, looking at his phone. Thousands of thoughts were passing through his mind. What they could do, what would happen to Sakurai-san, what he should do. But just one solution came to his mind.
“I have to leave him” he murmured.
Why have I said something like that? We aren’t dating! And I don’t love him! He thought then looked at the clock and it was already 12.59. YABAI! I’ve got to leave now! And he rushed out of the apartment just in time to hide behind the wall of the stairs ‘cause in that moment the elevator opened and Sho walked off. He didn’t notice Aiba who was staring at his back while he was going in his apartment.
“If I don’t love him, why is it so hurtful to think I won’t see him anymore?” Aiba thought watching the door now closed. And then he went down the stairs and tears fell on his cheek.

Sho went into his apartment with anticipation, cheerfully saying: “TADAIMA!” but nobody replied.
He hanged up his bag and jacket in the wardrobe, loosened his tie and went in the kitchen. Lunch was ready therefore he thought where Aiba-chan could have gone. He said his name one last time but no reply came so he called him on the phone.
“Moshi-moshi? Aiba-chan, where are you?”
“You’re good to disappear, aren’t you? Lunch will turn cold if you don’t hurry.”

Again Aiba didn’t reply. Some seconds of silence while Sakurai was waiting for him to say something:
“I have a favor to ask, Sakurai-san…”
Aiba’s voice was a sad whisper that worried Sho.
“What’s the matter?”
“Don’t…don’t look for me anymore…”
and the call ended.
The lawyer tried to call again, but the phone was turned off. He immediately called Nino to ask if he knew anything, but on the contrary, the gamer turned out to be more worried than Sakurai.
“I’ll go look at your home” said irritated from the thousand questions of Nino.
He rang the bell but again nobody replied so he tried a second time…and a third time…and then impatient, he cried out: “AIBA-CHAN!”
“Dare?” the granny next-door asked opening a little the door.
“Ah, gomennasai. I’m looking for Aiba Masaki-san who lives here.”
“I don’t think he’s home. Usually he’d come to help me with my shopping, but today he didn’t.”
“Sou ka…and don’t you know where he could have gone?”
“Iie, he’s not the type to freely hang out. He always works or does the household chores so I don’t really know. He neither told me about any new job.”
“Wakarimashita. May I ask you to call me if he come home?” Sakurai gave an address card to the granny and bowed then, after a polite goodbye, he left.
When the destiny wants to have fun, he’s really good ‘cause some minute later, Aiba arrived home, but they didn’t meet.
“Oh, konnichiwa Obaa-san. Gomen, I came home late.”
“Konnichiwa, has anything happened?”
she asked looking at Aiba’s red eyes.
“It’s okay. Nothing too bad.”
“A no~ a man has looked for you just a while ago. He gave me his address-card and asked to call him when you come home.”
The granny gave the little paper to Aiba who sadly smiled when he read the name on it.
“Arigato Obaa-chan. Ja~”
He closed the door at his back and without doing anything else, he fell on his knees and finally let his tears flow. The truth hit him right in his heart. It wasn’t a clear feeling yet, but surely it was something hurtful. Nino was right: Aiba fell in love without notice. He really learnt nothing! Loving someone would bring in his life only sadness, pain and bitter letdowns. He had no time for all that chaos. His hands were already full dealing with his own life that of course it wasn’t necessary to add other problems.
“I’m a stupid…” he mumbled to himself.
Aiba didn’t know how much time had passed since he came back home. It could have been some minutes, it could have been hours. He stood up and tried to cool down, went in the kitchen to drink a glass of water and then he took his phone and turned it on. It immediately rang.
“MACCHAN! Where are you?”
“At home…”
“Can you imagine how much I was worried? What happened? Sakurai and I looked for you everywhere!”
“I was home…”

Nino noticed his friend’s sad voice and asked again:
“Did anything happen?”
“Nino…I wish I’d disappear…”


Here it is! Another sad chapter! Why I love so much to make Aiba-chan suffer???
Maybe deep in my heart I'm a DoS xD
Look forward to the next chapter 'cause something really *FNJSDFHAS* will happen!! ** 

thanks to all the sweet who's reading my fanfic 'til now! ** I really love to read your comments ~ <3


( 12 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 11th, 2011 07:46 pm (UTC)
uwah really sad... Aiba don't disappear ne... let them help 'ya *hugs tightly*
thanks for sharing ne~ I like it :))
Nov. 11th, 2011 09:37 pm (UTC)
thanks to you for reading ;D
Nov. 11th, 2011 08:05 pm (UTC)
nuuuuuuu Masaaaaaaaa T_T
Non scappare da Sho lui ti ama tantoooo T_T
te li presto io i soldi da ridare a quello ( il tempo di fare una rapina >.< )
posta prestoooooooo
Thanks so much ^_^
Nov. 11th, 2011 09:36 pm (UTC)
Aiba: ok, sono millantamila yen. grazie si esserti offerta m(_ _)m

farò il prima possibile per il prossimo capitolo ;d
ci sto lavorando!
grazie per aver letto e lasciare un commentino **
Nov. 11th, 2011 11:39 pm (UTC)
No,, don't disappear Aiba...
Sakurai really worried to you >.<'
can't wait for next
Nov. 12th, 2011 07:30 am (UTC)
be prepared 'cause Sakurai will be more&more worried xD
thanks for reading!!!
Nov. 11th, 2011 11:51 pm (UTC)
poor aiba~chan and poor sho~chan ... i hope sho will come to the rescue and help aiba out of his misery ... please don´t let aiba disapear it will break sho´s heart ... sad one ...
Nov. 12th, 2011 07:29 am (UTC)
mmm I don't think Aiba will let Sakurai help him so easily *DoS_mode_ON* xD
btw thanks for reading ^^
Nov. 12th, 2011 02:27 pm (UTC)
poor aiba *hug*
can't wait for next chap
thanks for sharing :D
Nov. 12th, 2011 05:29 pm (UTC)
thanks for reading!
I totally love your userpic xD
that CM is epic!
Nov. 19th, 2011 02:40 pm (UTC)
YES! Another chapter! I really do love this story. I've been so busy with RL that I haven't checked back on this storyline.....my surprise to find two chapters waiting for me. Thank you and keep writing!
Nov. 19th, 2011 04:05 pm (UTC)
^^ i'm glad you like it!
And thanks for reading!! ^^
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