Takumi Wakahisa's Story

"Ah!!! That was so good." Meiji said in a satisfied tone as he stretched his arms above his head. The three boys had just finished a nice dinner at an Italian restaurant, Meiji's favorite. He patted his stomach and smiled at the others as they walked back to their apartment which was only two blocks away. Meiji really liked the peace between the two, and he really liked having both of them nearby. Walking in the middle of the group, he took the hands of his boyfriends gently. He really loved them.

The boys had just finished at a local Italian restaurant a couple of blocks away from their apartment. Meiji had been delighted to go and seemed even more satisfied and thrilled after they had finished. Takumi smiled at the scene; the three boys having a nice night out, all of them getting along great.
This...this is how it should be...Takumi thought as they exited the restaurant, walking down the sidewalk home, Meiji in between himself and Kenta holding each of their hands.
"So Meiji, think we coulda found a better place? That one seemed a little too well priced with such a wooonderful atmosphere. Totally not our style." Takumi gently elbowed Meiji in the ribs winking at him with a big grin. As they walked along, all Takumi could do was hold on tightly to Meiji, basking in the boy's joy.
As long as Meiji was happy, so was Takumi, even if he showed it in a different way.
Takumi wasn't always the most serious person, and he most certainly played the 'cool' one; the one who could walk away at any time and not have a care.
But this was definitely not so. He was madly in love with the young boy grasping onto his hand. And he loved that Meiji loved him as much as he did. In that moment, Takumi felt that the universe was smiling at him, giving him the greatest gift in the world.

Kenta was being oddly quiet. He'd been oddly quiet for most of the evening. He was struggling with it being all three of them out together. When he was younger, a child who was imagining a good future for himself, he'd only ever imagine himself with a boyfriend and never a third person. He did get on with Takumi at one point in his life, they'd been good friends. But now it was as if that friendship had never existed. Sometimes he missed the old days when it had been the three of them best friends.

He gently lifted his hand that was holding Meiji's and kissed the back of the boy's hand. He loved Meiji, but honestly wished that Meiji would just pick between him and Takumi to stop the arguments and hatred. It wasn't exactly the ideal relationship.

"Shall we all watch a movie tonight?" They might as well, since there wasn't much else to do right now. "Meiji's choice on film." If Meiji chose, they wouldn't argue.

Meiji smiled feeling Kenta's lips on his hand. Kissing made him happy. he loved it when they would kiss him. It wade him feel loved more than ever. He looked over to Takumi and replied, "I really like that place though. They have good food."
Kenta's voice chimed in, saying something about a movie. Meiji didn't mind. It would be nice to snuggle with his boy friends. But then he heard the next part. "Uhm... Well..." Meiji didn't do well with picking stuff. A movie? Well... what was his favorite movie... Meiji tried to think, his expression turning from one of happiness to one of frustration as he tried to think of a movie. They turned onto their street, and as they walked up the steps Meiji decided. "How about The Notebook. A friend from school told me that was a good movie today."

Takumi felt a pang of jealousy and rage as Kenta kissed Meiji's hand, Meiji smiling brightly. He hated sharing. Meiji was a beautiful soul, and he was the only one Takumi's ever wanted or loved. But Meiji loved Kenta just as much as he loved Takumi. And both he and Kenta knew that.
They all had been close friends before, but when feelings became deeper than they could understand, the rivalry began. Kenta and Takumi had been playing tug-o-war with Meiji for some time now. They had a peace offering for a little while, just to spare Meiji any heartache, but now....Takumi was not going to give up so easily.
"How about The Notebook. A friend from school told me that was a good movie today."
Takumi blinked his eyes a few times, realizing just how far they had walked in such a short time. They had already reached their apartment and he knew that the conclusion of this evening would be coming soon.

"The Notebook, ehh? Isn't that the one where the girl has to choose between the man she plans on marrying and the man she's madly in love with? Seems a little...I don't know, ironic? Wouldn't you agree, Kenta?"
Takumi looked over at Kenta coldly.
Kenta was a hot head; unpredictable, reckless and occasionally quite rude, but no matter how hard his exterior shell was, he'd always have that mushy soft spot for Meiji. And Meiji did for him, too.

Takumi let go of Meiji's hand to open the door for both him and Kenta.
"Maybe the three of us can learn a thing or two from such a movie."

Kenta raised his eyebrows at the cold look that Takumi was giving him. He was close to telling Takumi that he'd kissed Meiji's hand and not his lips for Takumi's sake, he was pretty sure that Takumi wouldn't want to watch that happen, but instead he dropped it and just blanked Takumi instead. He didn't like arguing with Takumi anyway, yes he'd argue if he wanted to prove a point, but he still missed when they were all friends. However, sarcasm was just something that came naturally to Kenta, so he didn't restrain himself from making a reply; "Yes, you could learn from such a movie that Meiji is not a woman who has to make a choice. I'm absolutely positive, and I have had chance to check, that Meiji is a man."

He followed into the house and let go of Meiji's hand as he kicked off his shoes and took off his jacket. He stored them neatly in the cupboard and then headed towards the kitchen after kissing Meiji's cheek. "No matter what Takumi says, you don't look like a woman so don't worry about that. I'm going to make popcorn." It was a minute or two before the sound of corn flying against the side of a metal pan could be heard as Kenta started to make popcorn.

Meiji stood awkwardly in between them as he could feel the cold stares towards each other. Meiji felt like he was shrinking against their growing animosity towards each other. It made him feel bad. It was his fault. He couldn't choose between the two. He wished that the would learn to share better. He'd read some books about three people loving each other successfully. Well... his life wasn't a book. "Yes, you could learn from such a movie that Meiji is not a woman who has to make a choice. I'm absolutely positive, and I have had chance to check, that Meiji is a man."

Jokingly, Meiji tugged on his pants to look to see if he really was a "man" as Kenta had said. "Wow... so small..." he said allowed as he entered the apartment. He watched Kenta leave after having him kiss his cheek to go make popcorn and turned to Takumi. "Well. You wanna look? I was going to show Kenta. It's so small. Do men have small dicks? I mean... I'm not a woman.. but I don't think I'm a man yet." Meiji had no shame when he was around his boyfriends. He knew he could ask them anything.

Takumi bit his lip hard as he refrained from saying the things he wanted to Kenta. Takumi, normally, could manage to get along with Kenta, but sometimes he just pushed Takumi's buttons. Takumi sighed, dragging his right hand down his face as he looked over to Meiji.
"Well. You wanna look? I was going to show Kenta. It's so small. Do men have small dicks? I mean... I'm not a woman.. but I don't think I'm a man yet."
Takumi couldn't help but chuckle at Meiji's statement. Turning his whole body to the boy, he grabbed Meiji's pants and yanked him close so he could peer down his pants.
"Well, well....what have we here? I guess Kenta is right, you are a man. And don't worry, doll face, you may not be as big as mister douchebag of the century over there, but you are definitely not small." Takumi raised an eyebrow and smirked at Meiji as he grabbed his face.
"And even if you were, I'd still love you the same. And that'd just mean I'd have to fuck you twice as good." He winked at him and then kissed him deeply. Pulling away, Takumi took a step back to take in the boy.
"You really are beautiful, Meiji.." he said as he headed for the couch, taking his shirt off and throwing it on their recliner and then slumping down onto the plush cushions of their couch.
"Kenta! Hurry with that popcorn, I'm gonna put the movie on in a minute!" He shouted over his shoulder as he grabbed the remote to turn the television on.

Meiji was a little shocked when Takumi pulled him over to him. He looked up at him, waiting for him to say something. "Well, well....what have we here? I guess Kenta is right, you are a man. And don't worry, doll face, you may not be as big as mister douchebag of the century over there, but you are definitely not small." Meiji frowned slightly when Takumi called Kenta a douchebag, but he just brushed it off. The frown disappeared as the boy took his face into his hands. Meiji's face reddened as Takumi's was so close. "And even if you were, I'd still love you the same. And that'd just mean I'd have to fuck you twice as good." Meiji tensed hearing that, feeling his body heat up. The kiss didn't help. He was so hot he might just melt. Takumi stepped back as said "You really are beautiful, Meiji..". When the guy left, Meiji rubbed his cheeks to take away the redness. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. "Kenta! Hurry with that popcorn, I'm gonna put the movie on in a minute!" Meiji tugged on Kenta's shirt saying, "Come on. Let's watch the movie."

Kenta slipped his arms around Meiji's waist and pulled him into a hug when the boy started pulling at his shirt. Skillfully he took the glass of water and balanced it on the counter top so it wouldn't spill. He pinned Meiji to the counter with his hips and then picked up a piece of popcorn, pressing it to Meiji's lips so the boy would eat it, "You look cute when you blush Meiji." He held him there a moment and smiled faintly, then reached behind Meiji and picked up the bowl of popcorn. "You look cute pretty much all the time." He kissed Meiji's nose and headed over to the living room.

Kenta sat the other end of the sofa to Takumi and put the popcorn on the table. He prodded Takumi in the arm and pointed to the bowl of popcorn, "How many can you catch in your mouth before Meiji gets back?" This was one of the moments that the two boys would tolerate each other and get along, with no Meiji around there was no one to fight over, just silly things to do - like seeing how much popcorn you can catch and eat. He put the bowl of popcorn between them and tossed a piece up in the air, barely managing to catch it in his mouth.

Takumi sat on the couch staring at the T.V. for what seemed like a second before there was a soft thud on the couch and slight poke in the arm.
"How many can you catch in your mouth before Meiji gets back?" Kenta Had sat down next to him, placing the bowl of popcorn on the couch between them. Takumi looked at the bowl of popcorn, then Kenta, and grinned. He chuckled as Kenta struggled to catch his first piece of popcorn.
"Dude, you are so on!" He said playfully elbowing Kenta as he began to toss up a piece of popcorn. He maneuvered his head in what he thought was a good position to catch it, but it hit him on the forehead. He laughed heartily as he tried again.

Kenta and himself could get along. I mean, they had been friends since childhood. Hell, they got along great most of the time, just as long as Meiji wasn't around. Takumi and Kenta weren't all too different. They both were stubborn, a bit hot-headed, but definitely had the same maturity level.
Takumi smiled to himself as the two enjoyed the brief moment of peace before Meiji got back...

He'd thought that Takumi was going to decline his request, the boy had looked between him and the popcorn before breaking into a grin and accepting the challenge. He preferred it when he and Takumi weren't arguing, it was more fun and he didn't feel hated - and there were generally stupid challenges like catching popcorn. Kenta laughed as Takumi managed to hit the popcorn on his forehead and then attempted to catch a different piece. Karma apparently comes around though since the next piece that Kenta tossed up and tried to catch went in his eye. "Ow..." He covered his eye and blinked a few times, trying to get the stuff out of it. "Ahh that's not recommended..." He burst into laughter at how foolish he'd just been.

Meiji stepped out of the kitchen, hearing the sound of laughter. When The boy looked into the living room, he smiled to see the two boys having fun. Meiji had thought about leaving multiple times, and it was moments like these that made him rethink that course of action. He was causing rift between the two that had once been great friends, and it made Meiji feel like a horrible friend. "There's lots of fish in the see." His friend advised him. Maybe his friend was right... He let out a quiet sigh, just thinking about it. He was so selfish. Selfish and cowardly. He's been hoping that the world would make a decision for him... but that wasn't going to happen.

He finally managed to blink the popcorn out of his eye, again chuckling at his stupidity. When he noticed Meiji standing there he flicked a piece of popcorn in the boy's direction and got up, walking over to Meiji and leading him over to the sofa. He sat down again, pulling Meiji down next to him, and then reaching across to pull Takumi over to Meiji's other side. Meiji ended up sandwiched between Kenta and Takumi as a sort of argument barrier and Kenta slipped an arm around Meiji's waist, "Do you want to put the movie on now Takumi?" Kenta asked, already missing the friendliness of a few moments ago.

Meiji stepped back as Kenta threw popcorn back at him. Kenta pulled little Meiji onto the couch between Kenta and Takumi and sighed, pulling his knees upto his chest. "I'm sorry...." Meiji whispered under his breath. He felt awful. The room had a totally different atmosphere only 5 minutes ago before Meiji entered the room. He was breaking up the close relationship between Kenta and Takumi... It was getting harder and harder to ignore that feeling.

Kenta watched Meiji quietly for a few moments before sighing quietly and pulling Meiji into a hug. He pulled Takumi into the hug too and held the pair of them close to him. He lay down on the sofa, pulling the two boys with him and ending up with Takumi laying next to him and Meiji ontop of them both. It felt awkward, but he hoped it was at least helping Meiji a little. Actually, after getting over the brief awkwardness Kenta found that it wasn't as bad as he'd thought it would be. It felt a little like they were young kids again randomly hugging after pulling a prank on unsuspecting parents.

"Meiji, you love both me and Takumi right?" There was a mischievous look in his eye. He'd been about to move out of Takumi's way to make this situation less awkward, but an idea had sprung to mind. Instead he pulled Takumi closer and kissed him deeply, right in front of Meiji's eyes. He pulled away after barely a moment and mumbled an apology to Takumi in the guy's ear before adding; "There was a reason for that, wait a moment I'll explain." He then looked up at Meiji to see what his reaction had been.

Kenta had intended for it to upset Meiji a little, hoping that he could show Meiji how much it hurt both him and Takumi that Meiji wouldn't make a choice between them. But he knew that it might go the other way and Meiji might enjoy watching his two boyfriends make out, in which case Kenta would end up apologising to Takumi again and then giving up and going to bed after giving up trying to get Meiji to see from their point of view.

Takumi and Kenta both laughed as one another missed making popcorn into their mouths, Kenta even managed to get a piece in his eye, laughing hysterically as he did so. Then Kenta looked over and got up, coming back, Kenta sandwiched Meiji between Takumi and himself. Takumi was going to say something when suddenly Meiji and himself were gripped into a tight hug by Kenta.
This...is weird. But...nice?
Takumi was baffled by the sudden loving coming from Kenta, and the fact that it wasn't just for Meiji. But it felt calming. Until Kenta pulled in Takumi and kissed him deeply.
"There was a reason for that, wait a moment I'll explain."
Takumi's face went blank as a surge of emotions swept across his mind.
What is he doing? Did he mean to kiss me? Is he trying to start a fight? Or maybe it's for Meiji? But...what good would kissing me do for Meiji?
Takumi leaned back a little, but not too much. He contiuned to hold Meiji and wait for Kenta's explaination.

Meiji looked at Kenta as he wrapped his arm around the two boys. Why was Kenta all of a sudden so lovey-dovey. Meiji looked at him and watched in shock as he pulled Takumi and kissed him. The poor boy couldn't fin any words to describe his shock. He stepped off the couch and turned to look at them. "Kenta... what was that....?" Meiji asked in a hushed whisper. Meiji didn't understand... was there some secret relationship that he wasn't aware of? Meiji didn't notice until it until it was too late, but a tear began to stream down his cheek. This didn't make any sense... Meiji stepped back, wiping the tear from his cheek. "Takumi... "

"Meiji..." Kenta whispered and sat up, catching the younger boy's arm and pulling him back over to himself and Takumi. "I'm sorry I made you cry. There's nothing between me and Takumi." Takumi was better at comforting so Kenta gently pushed the pair together, feeling bad now that Meiji was crying.
"I was trying to show you what it's like for me and Takumi when you kiss the other of us and we have to watch. Meiji we both want you to be happy but we can't learn to share when it hurts as much as this, and anyway, by the looks of the tears you wouldn't share me and Takumi if this was the other way around. It'll last for a while but no longer."
He ran his fingers through Meiji's hair gently and then picked up one of the blankets from another chair and wrapped it around Takumi and Meiji. "Sorry I kissed you Takumi and Meiji it wasn't Takumi's fault, it was mine." He didn't want to stay now, he felt like he'd committed a sin, he bit his lip and started walking off to his bedroom.

Takumi felt more than just confused, but more than anything he felt a pang of pain as Meiji stood up, a single tear running down his cheek. Takumi went to stand to grab meiji and hold him, but before he could, Kenta had pulled the boy back onto the couch, pushing him closer to Takumi than himself.
"I'm sorry I made you cry. There's nothing between me and Takumi. I was trying to show you what it's like for me and Takumi when you kiss the other of us and we have to watch. Meiji we both want you to be happy but we can't learn to share when it hurts as much as this, and anyway, by the looks of the tears you wouldn't share me and Takumi if this was the other way around. It'll last for a while but no longer."

Kenta stood and grabbed a blanket from another chair and wrapped it around Takumi and Meiji. Takumi looked up at Kenta, going to say something, but the boy turned and walked off to his bedroom. Which left Takumi with a very hurt Meiji.
Takumi brought Meiji in close to his chest and held him tightly.
"I...I'm so sorry that happened. If I had known he was going to do that, I would have stopped him. But...he does have a point. What you saw just now hurt quite a bit, didn't it? But we have to deal with that everyday, all day. Whether I have to watch as you and Kenta cuddle and coo over each other or whether he has to watch as we kiss and caress each other, it hurts us both. And we deal with it for you. Because we both love you dearly and desperately. But...there's only so much someone can take before they finally set the person they love most free just to see them happy. And I'm not saying that will happen soon, but it will happen. And when it does...you'll have to choose which one of us you can say goodbye to."

Takumi's eyes began to tear up as he held his slightly shattered lover tightly, saying what he and Kenta have been feeling for some time now. Takumi hated to do this to Meiji, all he wanted was for this beautiful boy in his arms to be joyous and happy, to smile always. But....he'd prefer if it was only with him.
Brushing his fingers through Meiji's hair, he whispered softly,
"I love you, Meiji. We both love you. Honestly, too much..."