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Pure is the love we make Pure is the pleasure I take Pure is what keeps my mind awake Pure is what makes my heart quake Pure is the scene of dreams when lovers kiss Pure is the pain when lovers are missed Pure is the shadow that follows behind Pure is the home that embraces the mind Pure is the peace that we crave to find Pure is the story of two lovers entwined. AUTHOR NOTES: I don't think I have to elaborate the inspiration behind this poem. It's straightforward as it is. I just wrote this last night actually. Gosh, I really love the romance of MisuShin. I hope you like this.

Status: Discontinued Author Note: The promised surprise and possible continuation of the Misu x Shingyouji romance from my previous oneshot fanfic titled ImPure. Thank you to each and everyone who have loved and read my previous fanfics. I am deeply grateful. Lovingly dedicated to all Takumi-kun fans. The inspiration was so strong after watching Pure. I hope you will find it a pleasure to read as I had so much pleasure and excitement writing it. Before we begin to read, let us reflect on this image to set the mood. ------------------------------- rabbit8 PURENESS “Okay..what in the world is that?” Misu frowned as he looked at his young lover strangely as Shingyouji wrestled with his white fluffy costume. “I'm a bunny rabbit. I'm doing this as a favor for my boss. It's his kid's birthday party. Isn't it cute?” Idiot, you're already cute even without it. Misu smirked but he won't say it out loud. “So when do you start your rabbit gig?” Misu sat on the chair and merely observed Shingyouji who was admiring and waving at at his reflection in the mirror. “Tomorrow.” Came the response. Shingyouji proceeded to take off the costume and stuff them in the big bag along with the fluffy bunny ears and pink nose. “Alright.” Misu stood up and went to their kitchen and saw there was curry on the stove. He poured some of it in a bowl and took it to the table while Shingyouji began setting the table. This particular dinner time was special as they didn't share the same schedules. Misu being a hospital intern and Shingyouji balancing his part time job as a convenience store clerk and college taking up Phys Ed. “By the way, I have a surprise for you.” Shingyouji smiled and pulled out two tickets out of his messenger bag. “Where did you get these?” Misu looked at them surprised. “My co-worker sold me those tickets last week since he won't be able to attend it with his girlfriend due to some family matter. I thought it was so timely since the tickets have already sold out even online.” “These premiere movie tickets are for tomorrow night.” Misu stared at them. Premiere tickets to Francisco Nagoya's art film feature. He had been a fan since high school. He was quite impressed that Shingyouji managed to get tickets for this. “Yes. I figured since my rabbit gig will be in the morning and I don't have classes tomorrow. I have already informed my boss that I will take the night off for tomorrow so we could watch the movie and maybe have dinner afterwards. What do you think, Arata-san? Will you come with me?” Shingyouji looked at him with his eyes sparkling with hope. “Well, I don't see why not. It's my day off tomorrow anyway. Yeah, sure. Let's go.” Misu shrugged. “Yatta!” Shingyouji lunged forward and gave an amused Misu a tight hug. “Thank you, Arata-san. I'm so happy.” He whispered to his ear and as their eyes met, Misu gave him a light kiss on the lips but still melted the younger man. ============================== “That was a really good movie.” Misu nodded as he read the movie pamphlet. Shingyouji looked at him proudly. Actually, he didn't quite understood the film being cerebral and a bit too artsy for his taste but spending time with Arata-san was all worth it. How he wished they could spend more time like these but he knew living together was the ultimate dream he had that's come true. He should be more than happy. As they were on their way to the lobby, a familiar voice called out from behind them. “Misu-kun!” “Sagara-senpai!” Misu turned and his eyes lit up. Very pleased to see his old friend and senior. Shingyouji could only look at him in shock. What is he doing here? Why now? “I wasn't expecting I'd see you here. This is a nice surprise.” Sagara-senpai smiled as he patted his kouhai's head. Get your damn hands off him! Shingyouji's jaw was clenched. He was fighting the urge to drag Misu away from the older man but he could only clench his fists inside his coat pockets in silent frustration. “Ah...Shingyouji-kun, yes? I remember you. It's been a long time. It's good to see you.” Sagara-senpai patted him lightly on the shoulder. Shingyouji could only manage a slight bow and a forced smile. “Yes, it's been a long time, Sagara-san.” He couldn't do it. He can't risk embarassing Misu. He loved him too much. “We're going out for drinks. Would you like to join us, senpai?” Misu asked an amused Sagara who easily agreed. Shingyouji wanted to fall apart but kept his cool and nodded in agreement instead. They arrived at a relaxing yet classy bar. There weren't much patrons around and happened to be Misu's favorite as was suggested by his co-interns. A piano player onstage playing jazz music. The atmosphere was sublime. The waiter was courteous and attentive who took their orders. It had a nice air of privacy and comfort. But Shingyouji was finding it difficult to absorb the atmosphere because right before him was his beloved who is now deeply engaged in a conversation with his senior and old friend. Tonight was supposed to be just for the two of them. He could have been the one Misu would be deeply engaged in a conversation with. He could have been the only one Misu would be focusing on right now. He could have been enjoying all that attention right now. This was an evening for only the two of them. He felt oddly out of place now. He knew too well that once these two met, there was no pulling them apart. Shingyouji looked at them sadly and manage a polite smile. He considered just walking out of the bar and not looking back. Make up some lame excuse. Would Arata-san follow me? Would he leave Sagara-san to be with me? He felt his insecurities rising again at rapid speed. He reached for his cell phone and pressed for a ring tone. What the hell am I doing? But I can't stand this...I don't wanna embarrass Arata-san. The longer I stay here...I'll embarrass myself as well. “Oh, I'm sorry..I have to take this call.” Shingyouji waved slightly and stood up and walked to the corner of the bar as Misu watched in passing. The waiter arrived with their drinks and so did Shingyouji with the most apologetic face he could express. “Anou...I'm really sorry. But something's up at work. I need to leave. It was very nice meeting you again, Sagara-san...Arata-san.” Shingyouji bowed and turned to leave quickly. Misu having noticed the change of mood from Shingyouji excused himself to follow him to the door. “Where are you going? You told me that you took the day off. Now they want you to report for work?” Misu held squeezed his arm slightly to make the younger man face him. “Yeah. Well, it's rather unexpected. But it's alright. I'll see you at home, Arata-san.” Shingyouji tried to smile. Misu studied his face for a minute before releasing his hold on Shingyouji's arm. There was an unsteadiness in his tone. The smile that didn't quite reach those eyes yet continued smiling nontheless. He understood Shingyouji's work ethic and dedication to his job but why did it seem so hurried?

Summary: Shingyouji's parents just divorced and he is depressed because none of them is fighting for him, but will Misu confort him? Status: Complete ----------------------- Shingyouji couldn’t even feel his body. He saw his arm fall, his keitai blaring the disconnected sound over and over. His face, for the longest time, was frozen in shock. He could feel the tears, finally, in his eyes. His lower lip was trembling and in a moment, he tipped over and was crying into his pillow. This wasn’t what he wanted. He came to Shidou so his parents could fix their marriage, not end it. But hearing that bureaucratic, monotone voice saying, “Shingyouji-san, your parents’ divorce has been finalized.” “Shingyouji-kun? Are you in here?” Shingyouji jumped up, turning around. He brushed the tears off his cheeks almost angrily. “Hey, why didn’t you say anything? I’ve been calling for the past five minutes.” His roommate said, looking about his side of the room. Shingyouji said nothing back, rubbing his nose raw to not dribble out his nostrils. “Hey…are you okay?” Shingyouji cleared his throat. He turned around, smiling from cheek to cheek. “Yea, I’m fine. I’ll…I’ll be right back.” He swung his legs around and when they hit the ground, he ran out his room. Deep in the night, the floor’s bathrooms were empty. And that’s just what Shingyouji wanted. The tears cascaded much quicker down his face and the sobs were even louder – echoing against the linoleum. Because nobody could hear him.