Kiku just watched as Sakaki rushed out the door and grabbed Kuyu's shoulders. There was that little... Just a tiny little... twinge of green jealousy popping in his mind. Kuyu already had a close boy.... acquaintance. He was not going to say that word. Sakaki never asked him out nor did he do the same... Or did he have his consent. Kuyu had a look of shock and surprise. A bit to close for comfort, okay, maybe he would get [b]just[/b] a bit in your face when he talked to his twin, but that was his twin so who gave two fucks. Back on hand, he looked at his twin brother, whose eyebrow was twitching. "I had no idea that the pastry was your's, Kuyu-kun! I'm sure your brother Kiku-kun, in actuality, had no idea either! Please, accept my apologies!" Sakaki explained. A cough, which suspiciously came from Kiku's direction soundly much like, "Please, I did that on purpose." Giving a glance to his brother. He was giving an very annoyed glare straight towards him. He was so screwed.

"A-actually, how about this... I'm pretty mad at Onii right now. So can you take him somewhere away from the house, so I can make another pastry in peace please?" Kuyu requested with a sweatdrop. Kiku was not happy, really not happy. He grumpily stomped his way over and grabbed Sakaki's hand. "You heard the damn idiot." Kiku just dragged the poor man to wherever they were going, knowing fully well that he would make Kiku go somewhere remote if he didn't comply.. It was still bright and sunny, the clouds had parted and there were people just minding there own buisness. Kuyu waved a happy goodbye as Kiku swore he saw a bit of mischievousness in those slanted eyes. [i]Screw you, Kuyu.[/i] He thought in his jealous mind.