Jiroh wandered up to the steps of Keigo's mansion and rang the doorbell, waiting for the pretty maids to all come and bustle around the door. He assumed they thought he was cute, because every time he came to visit, it seemed that the entire housekeeping staff would come to answer the door ( Read more... )

Jiroh threw open the door to his room and flopped onto the bed dramatically before looking back at Bunta. Jiroh could tell his pink haired boyfriend was still upset with him and was wondering how long it was going to take for him to begin whining again...

Jiroh grinned as he was let into Keigo's house by one of the maids. "Where's Kei-chan?" he asked brightly.

"In his room, Master Jiroh," the maid said, suppressing a smile at Jiroh's effervescent behavior.

Jiroh took the stairs three at a time and barged into the large bedroom. "Kei-chan!" he sung happily as he entered.

Jiroh tried to smile as he mingled with the guests. It was his birthday today and Keigo had done so much for him. He had gotten so many amazing gifts from everyone, some less appropriate than others... Yet, Keigo had promised that Bunta would be here and the pink haired boy was nowhere to be seen. He took another deep swig of the champagne and ( Read more... )