Arriving around 30 minutes later the confident Japanese knocked on the door checking the time. It was approximately 9 am. Would Takumi even be awake ? Well it would be fun either way Souma mused as a droopy Isami opened the door.

"Morning Yukihira-kun" he yawned still in his PJs , eyes squinting at the harsh sunlight that assaulted him as soon as he had opened the door.
"Morning" Yukihira greeted. " Is Takumi here?" He asked. Straight to the point. He decided that today would be a day of no ambiguity , no hidden feelings , no hints. Everything would have to be said out in the open. Crystal clear.
"Mhhm" Isami confirmed with a reassuring nod of his head but later informed Souma that the boy was sleeping.
"It's okay , you can come in" He said moving aside and opening the door wider. " but make sure you keep the noise down" the Aldini warned with a mischevous wink. Souma smirked at what he was insinuating as he walked past Isami briefly stopping to whisper " Not right now." before jogging up the stairs to Takumi's room.

Souma stood infront of the all too familiar wooden, white door , patting his hair down (not that it had any affect) before opening it. The sight almost killed the red-haired boy. Takumi was cuddled up in a compact ball, snuggling the fat stuffed penguin that Souma had given him in the early stages of their relationship. Well , actually, it was a gift from one of the girls but when Takumi saw it he immediately became enamoured , and after a short period of jealousy Souma had given it to him. He grinned remembering the wide , happy smile that adorned the Italian's features and the blush tainting his cheeks as he thanked Souma profusely .

Souma diverted his attention to the sleeping blond , not wanting to get lost in his memories again , it was a regular occurrence which slightly worried him and as much as Souma would hate to ruin the moment , he'd hate it even more if he missed the chance . So after snapping a quick photo Souma retraced his steps , bowed his head and started running , straight for Takumi's bed at the speed of a raging bull . Upon reaching the polished bed frame he didn't stop but rather he jumped....

Landing straight on a previously sleeping Takumi. A shriek was elicited from the startled blond and a deep chuckle from the mischievous red-head.

"Good Morning , Sleeping Beauty" Whispered Souma into Takumi's ear still ontop of the poor boy.

"WHAT THE HELL SOUMA" Takumi shouted wriggling to try and get Souma off of him but to no avail.

"KEEP IT DOWN!!"  reminded Isami banging on the closed door but not entering. Honestly , the boy wasn't sure what he'd see and he did not want to find out, but it made the younger happy that Takumi wasn't troubled anymore and his playfulness was returning. Albeit , a bit loudly but returning nevertheless. Isami heard a muffled italian apology from his brother before walking away. He started to get ready as he didn't want to intrude on the 'couple' . Maybe he'd go to the Polar Star dorm,  it was always lively there. He could help with cultivating  the vegetables or just hang out with all the friendly faces , maybe initiate a few friendly competitions .

"Souma... if it's not too much trouble.... Could you please ...get off me" Wheezed the squashed italian twisting and craning  his neck to look at the other.

" You didn't reply to me though " said Souma retaliated, faking a hurt tone and a pout he lifted his upper body but instead of getting completely off, Souma straddled Takumi both legs either side of the other's thighs.

" Reply to what ?" The pinned and increasingly flustered boy asked , confused. Souma shot him a exaggerated sigh as he leaned closer to capture Takumi's lips in his own. Once firmly caught Souma pressed them together firmly, no movement or  anything heated , it was a simple press , the kind you give your stuffed animal or something fragile and of great importance. It lasted a mere 5 seconds before he pulled back.

"Good Morning , Sleeping Beauty" He repeated , an accomplished smile on his soft lips that were on Takumi's only a moment ago.

"M-M-Morning Yukihira" The embarrassed boy murmured.

"What happened to the Souma before ?" The confident boy inquired ,frowning from how Takumi would revert to such a formal way of addressing him. He tried to tease the boy and began to seductively trail his fingers up Takumi's sides. One finger after another his fingers scaled the short boy's figure , till they eventually and quite sensually stopped on Takumi's hips , Souma smirked before  they began their assault.

The tickle assault.

Unfiltered laughter quickly filled the room along with heavy pants and jumbled shouts of "Souma" , "Stop", "No more" and "Please". However the japanese was relentless and did not stop the attack until Takumi got a bit too violent and started kicking and pushing. Souma leaned back giving Takumi just enough room. The italian , using his elbows for support,  sat up (as much as he could in his straddled state ) and pecked Souma's eyelids before landing a soft one on his pudgy cheek.

"Good Morning, Souma" Takumi declared with a husky italian accent, receiving a rather happy smile from Yukihira as he freed Takumi from his hold by getting off the bed. Takumi sat up , his legs still sprawled out onto the bed and stretched his arms and shoulders. Hearing satisfying cracks he groaned , blinking any remnants of sleep from his weary eyes , not that there was much left.

"So why the sudden arrival ? and so early in the morning ?" Takumi asked glancing at the clock which confirmed the time to be 9:30AM , way too early for the italian's routine Saturday morning.

"Oh Yeah !" Souma started "Date."

"What ?" Takumi blinked unsure of what he had heard. Thinking maybe he misunderstood , he waited for Souma to continue.

"We are going out today. " Souma clarified. "Just you and me."

"Why?" the curious boy asked.

"Because I said so."

The tired boy sighed before getting up, he knew there was no point in arguing , once Souma had made up his mind it was set in stone , a stone Takumi could never demolish , to be exact . Making his way to the oak wardrobe nestled into the corner of the room he asked

"Where are we going ?"

"Secret." Came the immediate response from Souma.

"But I need to know what clothes to wear " Takumi whined forehead creasing indecisively.

"Just wear some casual clothes" Souma retorted. "You look good in anything" he winked flirtatiously, causing a blushing Takumi to swiftly pick a pair of clothes and rush into the bathroom.

Takumi took a good hour to get ready, half of which was spent in the bathroom. however when the italian emerged , Souma thought the long tiresome wait was worth it.
Takumi looked so hot.
If it weren't for his childish anticipation of the promised date, Souma would've jumped the boy then and there , but no . He needed to be in control of his raging hormones.

"Shall we leave , princess ?" the red hair bowed in  mockery earning a playful pout from the other boy as they made their way downstairs. Suddenly, he realised the house was very quite now , 'Had Isami left?' he wondered and pulled out his phone to text the younger sibling (despite them being twins).

You : Where are you ?

Isami : at the polar star dorm.

You: oh okay , have fun and stay safe , yh ?

Isami : you too ni-chan, don't forget to use protection ;)

Takumi audibly spluttered , cheeks darkening , before closing his phone , leaving Isami on read , much to the other boy's delight.
When Takumi looked up , he saw Souma gazing at him, wearing the same expression that adorned the judges' faces after they had tasted the food. Affirming a hold on the smaller's wrist , Souma looked at him straight in his blue orbs.

"What's wrong?" Souma asked curiously.

" Oh , nothing" the embarrassed one dismissed.

"Well, let's go then" Souma said dragging Takumi towards the town . Thankfully , his dorm was quite close to the markets , and the centre of the city. Gradually , Souma had decreased his speed as they moved along.  Slowing his enthusiastic sprint into an excited jog and the excited jog into a leisurely walk. Takumi , who was now walking next to Souma , looked around the city for any indication to where they were going but failed to recognise such a significant place or area. He was too distressed  , from the way Souma had unclasped their hands , to ponder in depth about the secretive destination. It felt as if both boys walked side by side but miles away, together but kilometres apart. Takumi shattered the blearing silence by asking the aloof boy where he was going , he received a worrisome reply of "I don't know" .Hastily. Takumi turned looking wide eyed at Souma. Was Souma lost or did he forget where they were going ? Asking the taller boy , his questions were debunked as Souma denied both of the accusations and instead flashed Takumi a reassuring grin. Looking ahead to a lively park, his golden eyes lit up as he grabbed Takumi ( by the wrist again) and dragged him along .

'Oh no not again' Takumi briefly thought , tired after the first time of being pulled along and fearing what was to come.

They entered the park under a big archway that had shiny , silver letters engraved into it's magnificent metal and was decorated with pictures of various flora and roses, each wore different vibrant colours and designs. The boys were greeted with the fresh smell of gloriously green grass and the laughter of children and adults alike that seemed to dye the grass and echoed from each and every corner of the park. Overall the park seemed to glow with the brightest colours of happy yellow, calm blue and natural green that combined and melded perfectly to form a breathtaking scenery. The boys followed the grey stone path which cut across grassy areas and meandered around simple playing structures (that were there for children) and intricate but safe buildings (that was for those slightly older). The path then carried on towards an area known as the "tree sanctuary". One didn't even need to know it's location to point out where it began and where it ended. The view was simply breath taking , the trees lined up perfectly and seemed to tower high creating fake nature walls and a perfectly Eco-Freirndly tunnel. The cherry blossoms that bloomed on the branches spiralled and swirled down from a particular strong gust of wind , landing on the couples that sat snugly on oak benches , needing only a quarter of the bench for themselves from how close they were snuggled. Takumi blushed looking away , not wanting to intrude on the present love birds that seemed to be occupying every possible bench, creating a truly enhancing atmosphere , one that was injected with unconditional love.
Souma and Takumi peacefully strolled along , not the only people walking through , of course , there were many others that walked under the picturesque trees. However , Souma was focused on one human, the one boy that stood out of the crowd. The same one who tried to hide his blush by looking down or away. Did he notice Souma was looking at him ?

Finally, somewhere at the end of the tree tunnel , Souma and Takumi found an empty bench . Souma sat down first and patted the seat next to him as an indication for Takumi to sit aswell .Takumi kept his head down as he moved to sit next to Souma albeit , a bit further than where Souma had motioned for him to sit. The boys stayed there in peacefulness , admiring the scenery for a while before acknowledging the other's presence. Eventually , when they did notice each other , a thrilling conversation started up . Opinions mixed with facts , undeniable truths and melodic laughter. The conversation prompt? Takumi's thoughts being spoken aloud. "The flowers are beautiful" he began oblivious that it had not been spoken internally . The conversation ended with a jingle of the ice cream truck slicing through their thoughts and tempting their hearts. After all , some cold, whipped ice cream didn't sound too bad on a hot , sweaty day. The ice cream truck was a small van painted with childish characters and bright colours. The words "mind that child" stuck to it's back whilst Doraemon took up it's front.
"Chocolate ice cream with sauce and hazelnuts " Souma ordered
"Strawberry for me please" Takumi added
"And ...umm bubblegum sauce"
Souma gave him a quizzical look before taking the ice creams and paying for them(ignoring Takumi's protests ). The two boys continued wandering the city taking in the features , they had been too stressed to noticed before. The green parks , the clean cinemas , the colourful shops, the beautiful decorations , the fresh smell , the melodic sounds and the hustle of a nearby food market. Intrigued , the boys submitted to their curiosity and began looking around. The air smelt of mixed of spice , some came together rather handsomely , whilst others hatefully rejected the other. Exotic fruits from almost every name able country adorned the brightly coloured stalls. Every cuisine had at least 2 dedicated stalls, that exquisitely portrayed the cuisine in all it's glory, not leaving even a spec of tradition behind.

After walking around a bit, both boys came across the Italian stall. Takumi's confidence instantly sky-rocketed as he displayed his deep knowledge about the cuisine. About his cuisine. He watched with unmistakable sadism as Souma tried and failed to pronounce the italian names , whilst they gushed out like water from Takumi's fluent tongue.

Now, do you think Souma being - well Souma , wouldn't know how to pronounce the name of italian dishes ?

Exactly. He did know. He knew perfectly how to say them, But truth be told, he was too fond of the way Takumi would form them , that he actually didn't try , and failed on purpose. Quite artful for the sore-loser. Well, Souma wouldn't have counted that as a loss anyway , as he got to hear Takumi talk so ambitiously , and that was enough for him.

The boys walked around for a long time, trying , tasting small snacks here and there , judging them , studying them , analysing them . A bit too late , Souma had realised their date turned into an investigation of food.Again. Sighing at their round about ways , he checked his watch to see it was around 4:00 pm. Perfect timing.

Excitedly , he dragged Takumi out of the dying, drowsy food market , Takumi was too used to this to try and fight back , nor did he exhibit any sense of surprise , this was normality to him, retracing their steps they ended up at the cinema again. However , as it was late afternoon , the cinema had switched on some lights and displays surrounding the building with a beautiful , majestic glow. Souma stopped dragging Takumi as he moved to firmly grasp his hand, intertwining their fingers. Never letting go , Souma bought two tickets , two generous tubs of popcorn (sweet for Takumi and salted for himself ) with drinks and they sat in the dark room watching the adverts play , whilst nibbling on minuscule pieces of popcorn. Neither boy wanting to finish their buckets before the actual movie started. After sometime , the lights began to darken , the red , velvet curtains pulled further apart and the empty cinema seats gradually began to fill up . The movie started with a burst of exhilarating music.

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"So how was the movie" Souma asked non-chalantly as he made his way home with Takumi under the dark blue , majestic summer sky littered with cheeky stars.
"It was okay" came a far too average reply.

"Aww c'mon is that all you can say?" Souma whined

"Is it because I drank all your coke?" he asked , to which Takumi huffed and looked away.

"Takuuuumiiiiii" he childishly called out . "I was thirrrrssstttyyyy" he tried reasoning.

"Well, you wouldn't have finished mine if you didn't drink ALL of yours before the movie even began."

Souma gave a shrug dismissing the accusation , neither denying it nor accepting it but , I'm sure you would know what the most likely explanation was.

"So what did you think of the kissing scene? " Souma teased they walked up the pathway to Takumi's front door.
"W-what?" Takumi stuttered. Trying to hide his blush as he searched his pockets for the keys to his house. In absoloute silence Takumi inserted the key , turned the handle and stepped in. However, before even a syllable escaped from his perfect lips his mouth was captured. Locked in a warm embrace by another set of surprisingly perfect lips, his back was pushed up against the wall, long muscular arms on either side stopping any way of escape.
"So what did you think of the kissing scene? " Souma whispered is Takumi's ear, his warm husky breath making the Italian shiver in heated anticipation. Receiving no reply Souma added "They did good but I know we can do better" before going in again. This time , a sloppier kiss filled with barrels of animalistic desire and waves of lust. Takumi whimpered helplessly as Souma travelled down licking and biting across a perfect chin , descending a succulent neck , leaving his mark on every visable flash of skin and towards a sharp collarbone. Rapidly , he began unbuttoning Takumi's shirt but stopped as a rough had was placed over his own halting any advancement.
"B-b-bedroom please" Takumi begged drowning is lusty masochistic want. Souma grabbed Takumi under his thighs , as he wrapped his legs securely around Souma. Together , they walked up the stairs , lips barely parting as they made their way to Takumi's room, already hot , sweaty and out of breath. Souma roughly pushed Takumi into the bed , earning a husky moan and proceeded to climb onto him straddling him , just as he did this morning, Souma discarded his own shirt and finished unbuttoning Takumi's. He leaned down to the exposed chest and began biting and playing with small erect nubs. Looking up to see the pure definition of sexy , Souma lost control of his self restraint . He wanted Takumi . Now.

"Aishiteru" Souma whispered seductively in Takumi's ear.
"Ti amo" he replied.
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After that Souma and Takumi strengthened their bond . They did have fights , of course , they had many fights , however it was nothing so big as ignoring the others entire existence,  except that one fight on what to call their expected baby girl, but Souma had managed to get out of that one by bribing a sensitive  Takumi(with cravings and the worst of mood swings) with chocolates , sweet words and bump massages. Isami got a lot of bullying material from Souma and when he returned home that day as he saw a delicate porcelain Takumi smuggling into a bright , soft Yukihira (still drooling though, Takumi never lost that habit)
Everyone lived happily ever after.