My Kenzo
Fish Cake

Only a row of merchants is in the brain of an Amel. The series of ice sculptures that shone with beautiful lights seemed to be indifferent to it.

Walking bought a lot of tempting food for him. Miraculously, however, the girl kept half her fishcake for Kenzo, as was her custom.

The other food, all bought but not eaten, gave it to Tatewaki, 'For your family, ' said Amel when giving food that had been bought but not touched. Somehow maybe because the portion of food is always controlled, he is full quickly, his stomach feels full.

"Wait a minute, I'll buy you some hot coffee..." Tatewaki ran small, towards the warm coffee vending machine, leaving Amel alone.

The girl let out a rough sigh, staring at the crowd. Not noticeably, his fingers were pulled by someone wearing an Inari mask.

Inari mask form...

"Ka..kamu who? Off!!" the translation of the word uses Japanese.

The young man just fell silent as he continued to pull him up to a dark and quiet narrow alley.

His body was cornered by that young man who was taller than him. Inari mask that only covers the eyes to the nose. The young man's lips are clearly visible.

Kenzos? There's no way he's here... Amel let out a cold sweat of fear, like a rabbit in a wolf's mouth.

"Wait.." said Amel using Japanese.

The woman crouched from the young man's cage. To be more free to use his phone to contact someone.

The sound of the ringing phone rang out, the young man who had been standing was now crouching behind Amel.

The ringing sound of the youth's mobile phone, a sign that the person Amel contacted through the phoncell was the person behind him.

"Swash from home!?" tanyanya.

"He.he... Kenzo sorry..." Amel smiled as he looked at his Pepsodent white teeth.

"I'm sorry?" Kenzo knitted his forehead.

"It's your fish cake." said Amel reached into his paperbag, thrusting the fish cake that was left in half on Kenzo.

"Fish cake? I want another one." the young man smiled, still wearing his mask.

The two were still crouching face to face, eyes looking at each other met. Run? Amel wanted to stand up, then run away. However, sharp eyes were staring at him expectantly. Lips that are getting closer, like paralyzing it. Unable to escape the punishment of the Antagonistic prince.

Amel's eyes slowly slumped, his heart pounding fast, shutting his eyes enjoying the cold, intoxicating lip movements. Slowly reply back, twisting his tongue.

Her brain refused, she felt like a cheap woman. Grappled with no status, yet this feeling was completely comfortable for him.

Cold air temperature not felt. Amel, who was crouching, lost his balance and sat on the snow. But the link of their lips has not been separated, as if never found a point of satisfaction.

Kenzo, resting on his hands and knees, rests on Amel's body, which is now leaning against the wall. The girl's hand, dropping the fish cake that was left half, gripped her to pieces. His consciousness was completely crippled, they were like getting better at kissing.

Just kissing in a position that looks fuller. Both breaths gasping for breath, when the hot kiss comes off.

"Marry me." whispered Kenzo, with warm air coming out of every breath. Sweeping Amel's face.

"Ja. I've been punished, haven't I? A.. I can go!!" Amel pushed Kenzo with a thump in his heart just getting faster, his face flushed red. His heart cried out to say 'yes'.

But unfortunately the logic is no, a crazy, handsome, super rich man like Kenzo says he wants to marry her? No way, Kenzo just wants to play around with him. Promising to marry, then fuck her, as happened to Marina screwed a beautiful man with a sweet promise, then abandoned.

Kenzo might do the same. Screwing her, with the promise of her sweet mouth. But never married, until finally married another rich, beautiful, smart girl.

He cried alone because he believed the words of a playboy. Falling in love with a beautiful face? The life experience of expecting Gilang for two years was enough for him. False hope-giver, that is what Amel's view of the upper class.

The true feeling is getting deeper, second by second their togetherness. The handsome young man covered in Inari's mask. Started to rise up, waving the snow attached to the trousers he was wearing.

The outstretched hand, waiting patiently for Amel's heart to melt slowly to accept his sincere feelings. Amel took out his hand, rising up from the snowy streets where he was sitting.

A smile was seen from Kenzo's face. The young man, took off the scarf wrapped around his neck. Wearing it on Amel, "Exit wearing no scarf, I don't understand where your brain is. Pretending sick? If you don't come out wearing a scarf like this, how about it really hurt..."

"I don't know how else to punish you. Don't get sick, you know, '." he continued, take off his gloves, put on Amel's fingers.

"But your hand?" Amel clenched his forehead.

Kenzo put one of his hands into a thick jacket pocket. While the other hand joined Amel, tightly grasping, like the two fingers sharing warmth.

Walk together, past the deserted alley of minimal lighting. Towards the festival's crowded place, Amel occasionally stared at the face of the young man walking with him.

A beautiful young man who looked straight ahead. The cold fingers, the more hardened they were. As if I would not let him go.

"Playboy con man." he muttered in a small voice, turning his eyes away, restraining his feelings.

Don't fall in love with him, he's like a professional love player... Amel clenched his forehead paying more attention to Kenzo again. No woman has been around all this time.

In this one year, Kenzo only spoke to other women as necessary. There is no intense relationship. Is he really a playboy? But the pounding in every movement of his demanding lips, Amel could not forget.

Whether it's punishment or anything. However, Amel had only ever kissed her. First kiss in the courthouse parking lot, a year ago.

Confused by his conflicting feelings and thoughts.

***

Their steps came to a halt, Tatewaki who was looking for Amel stood before them.

"Who's email?" tanyanya uses Japanese.

"Nine-tailed white fox." replied Kenzo smiling, unknowingly taking two glasses of warm drink, thrusting one of them at Amel.

A 5,000 yen note was given to Tatewaki, "The return is a wage, for accompanying Amel around.." he continued, pulling Amel's hand to go with him immediately.

Antagonistic People? That's a Kenzo. Behaviour like this doesn't matter, right? He is the Antagonist.

While Amel, following Kenzo while looking back, slightly bowed, "Sorry." he said to Tatewaki who was stunned alone.

The young man only smiled kindly, returning Amel's smile as if it was okay. Look at his passing with Kenzo.

"Kenzo, can be more polite..." Amel said, aligning his steps.

"It can, but to her, especially not." she replied smilingly, drinking warm coffee.

"Why not!?" Amel clenched his forehead.

Jealous perhaps yes, the young man who stepped full of smiles replied.

"There are several kinds of people, hiding their true figure. In the mask of innocent face." he said, stepping guiding Amel. Clasping his hands tighter.

***

Hiding his true appearance? Tatewaki clenched his hand in the money Kenzo had given him. Smiling strangely, full of annoyance.

Seriate