Sorry for the long wait. XD I've been turning my series into a Text Story. It's basically the same version with a lot of added dialogues since it's a Text Story. There will be some stories I won't convert to that though.

My only current Youtube Only Story is the "Lev and Yama are What!?" and the Brain-Jack (TsukiYama) (PS. That's not the LevYama Story that I plan to write. :D)

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter..... Hehehe. XD

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"What are you wearing!?" Tsukishima raised his eyebrow when he saw Yamaguchi all dressed up.

"Too much?" Yamaguchi turned around, the sounds of his clothes, earing, and necklace clanging together.

Tsukishima pointed his fingers in front of him, slightly annoyed. "tOo mUch!? Duh!? Come here!" He mocked the freckled boy. "Lose the scarf, it's hot outside. Multiple hairpins? Those socks? Bracelets? Are you doing drugs?" Yamaguchi literally put on everything that he thought looked good.

"Tsukki! I'm just nervous okay!" Yamaguchi cried out. Being nervous is not an excuse to look like a merchant trying to sell the clothes he was wearing. The freckled boy is usually not this clumsy when it comes to clothes, but something about today makes him extra nervous.

"You usually are nervous, Yamaguchi," Tsukishima said as he picks apart Yamaguchi's clothes leaving only a plain green shirt, and black paints. "There, simple and clean. I'm sure that Miya guy will like it."

"You think so?" Yamaguchi looked at the mirror, turning around to get a better look. "Maybe if I add this ea-"

Tsukishima rolled his eyes, interrupting his best friend. "You're fine as you are okay!" He said. "Look overdoing it will only make things worst for your nerves and everyone. I can feel your nervousness vibrating from your skin."

His best friend is right. Yamaguchi's eyes widened, holding his cheeks to make sure his not blushing. Too late. The tall blonde noticed this and went up to him again, fixing his hair for him.

"You deserve to be happy, Yamaguchi. So be fucking happy, okay?" Tsukishima said, smiling a little. This was enough to make Yamaguchi a bit teary, bringing his salty best friend into a big hug. The tall blonde sighed, rolling his eyes before hugging back.

"Thank you so much Tsukki!" He squeezes him tighter.

"Getting weird now," Tsukishima said, the moment the hug lasted a whole minute.

"Sorry, Tsukki!" He looked up to him and smile before breaking free from the hug.

Tsukishima can't help but laughed a little, he was about to cover his mouth, since he's still embarrassed when anyone sees his genuine smile, but he decided not to. "Don't worry Yamaguchi, it's fine." He let the smile formed on his face. A bright smile, which surprised the freckled boy. "If he breaks your heart, I'm breaking his ankles. Okay?"

"Tsukki! Don't be like that!" He giggled before walking out to the door, waving goodbye to his best friend.

So what has gotten our freckled cinnamon roll so nervous about? It's not the first time that Osamu and Yamaguchi will meet up again in person, they did so from time to time whenever one of them was free.

Both Osamu and Yamaguchi already visited each other's schools at one point to pick up the other. Their classmates or fellow teammates teased them whenever they were together and would send the two boys into a blushing frenzy.

"Good luck later! Tell me how it goes! ╰(*°▽°*)╯"- Oinari-kun 😎🤣😎

When Yamaguchi saw his friend's text, he can't help but feel thankful. With the helpful advice he got from Lev and his best friend's support, Yamaguchi finally had the courage to go forward. To confess his feelings to the gray-haired boy. The fears and doubts in his mind melted away. Only his love, the certain emotion that he had, remains and that's all he needs.

"Oooh! They have a sale!" Yamaguchi's eyes sparkled when he spotted the Onigiri store. There were even Onigir's with different shapes like a star, smiley emoji, and a skull-shaped one. His eyes fixed on the heart-shaped ones. "I bet Samu-san will love this!!!"

Yamaguchi knows making Onigi himself sounded like the most romantic option, but he was too scared to waste any more food with his failed attempts. His team keeps telling him that Osamu would like it even if the food he made is bad. After all, it's the thought that counts right?

But Yamaguchi would rather not take the chance of accidentally food poisoning the man he likes. Like they always say, a way to a man's heart is through his stomach, not to his stomach, then straight down the asshole because of diarrhea.

"Here you go! There's a little extra there for you and your lover to enjoy!" The tall dark wavy-haired guy happily smiled as he handed over his purchase. He has this big muscular built, his ascent and appearance, in general, indicating that he's not from Japan.

"LOooVeeRRrr!!??" Yamaguchi stuttered, stepping back a little.

"I'm sorry Sir, is it for a family member? An ex-lover!? Someone you own money to?" The cashier listed things that popped out on his head, worried he made things awkward. Which he just did.

"What!? No! " Yamaguchi tried to calm down the cashier. "The thing is, I was just going to confess to the person I like. He likes Onigiri so I thought he would like it."

"That is amazing and so brave of you to make that move! Simplesmente incrivel!" The cashier cried out, tears dripping a little from his eyes. Yamaguchi just blinked. "Give me the box for a second." Yamaguchi complied and waited. When the cashier returned, the onigiri box was nicely tied with a green ribbon, there were green and gray hearts on the side of the box. "We ran out of red papers so I cut out with the ones that's available. I hope it's okay."

"No, this is so cute! I really appreciate it! By the way, thank you for listening." Yamaguchi looked at his named tag, to properly thank him. "Thank you, Romero-san!"

Romero chuckled at the mention of his name. "Please call me Nicollas. My father is usually called Romero. You make me feel old a little!" (I know he didn't really appear or migrate to Japan after a few years but hey, he's here in my story XD and I think he's underrated.)

Meanwhile, with Osamu, he brought Suna with him so he doesn't get too nervous while he waits. Suna made fun of him of course and offered to mercy kill him if it all goes south. For you see, Osamu was going to confess too. He was wearing a tuxedo, had a bouquet of green roses, a cute bowtie, and everything.

Something his brother suggested, not knowing he was actually kidding but Osamu took it seriously. Sakusa made sure to smack his boyfriend in the head for this, of course. Osamu looking fine though all dressed up. It was like he was going to a prom or was about to steal somebody's lover. Better hide them.

They were waiting by the park, where the two agreed upon. It was a quiet and peaceful afternoon. Not that many people and just a few kids playing around.

"Do you think the bow tie is a bit too much?" Osamu turned to Suna. He looked worried while his friend was clearly enjoying this.

"Dude, everything your wearing is too much but please don't change it. It's hilarious." Suna snickered, taking a few pics of the gray-haired boy.

"Oi! I'm serious!"

"You think I'm not?"

"Great friend right here!?" Osamu rolled his eyes. He then stuck his hands in his pocket, grabbing the ring he bought on his way here. It's a promise ring. A simple metallic jade ring, to show his sincerity. It appears he has everything he needs. All he needs to do is to not mess it up.

So to ensure that he thought of something. "Hey! Practice it with me!"

Suna just squinted his eyes at him. "What are you babbling about?"

"The confession! Pretend your Tadashi for a while!" He cried out to his salty friend.

"What the fuck? You serious?" Suna sighed, shaking his head. "Look, failure is something you have to get used to. Besides, happy pictures don't make good pics in my gallery."

"Please! I just don't wanna mess this up!" Samu hugged his friend's legs, like a child begging for a toy. "I'll even pay you if you want! Just wait for my second paycheck! I want to use my 1st paycheck to treat Tadashi out!"

The salty blocker just let out an exhausted sigh, rolling his eyes, before tapping the gray-haired boy's hair. "Alright alright just enough with this mushiness. Crazy simp."

So, the two roleplayed a little. It was actually hard since Suna was not taking it seriously. He even brought out his pen and doted his cheeks a little, to make freckles to get that authentic feel.

Too bad he didn't have any green wig though but he was considering using a marker to color his hair a little. Osamu went down on one knee and brought out a sheet of paper, like a cheat sheet. Sweat dripped from his forehead like crazy as he poorly recites the poem he got from Google.

"What the hell!?" Suna had enough. He swiped the paper away and tore it into many pieces. Then scold the gray-haired boy, saying that if he was really the freckled boy he would have left him on the dirt. "Say what you actually feel dumbass. Seriously, I just feel sad for that cute freckled boy right now."

Osamu turned away, clicking his tongue. He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath before speaking what he felt. "When I first you saw, you scared me because I didn't know I can feel like this, with anyone. When you grabbed my hands, it felt strange. When our lips touch, my heart raced like crazy. When our tongues met, and I felt your heat against mine, it drove me even crazier."

"Jesus Christ." Suna's eyes widened.

"You drive me crazy. And it's crazier that, I liked every single moment of it! Personally, I think love sucks and is a complete waste of time, some parts of me still do but when I'm with you, I feel like it's something I can get by. I like you. Like love, you, romantically speaking. I'm still fucking scared about all this, and I can tell your scared too, so let's be fucking scared together. Let's be brave together, and see what happens. So, please like me too!"

Hearing those words, made Suna's eyes widened, his thoughts drifted elsewhere like he was in some kind of trance. The next thing he knew is that he grabbed the gray-haired boy's face, and brought him close for a kiss.

"Suna! What was that!?" Osamu stepped back, rubbing his lips with his hands. It clearly wasn't like Yamaguchi's kiss. "Oh crap!" He immediately panicked and picked up the flower that he dropped on the ground.

"You told me to act like Yamaguchi!" Suna raised his eyes brows, trying to calm himself as he placed his hands on his hips like that one sassy friend you always wanted to be. "I'm pretty sure that freckled boy would be so happy that he would kiss you, you know? By the way, the kiss, 3/10. Not good. Your love declaration isn't bad though, so we have that."

"That's out of line but is kinda right if we're looking for accuracy I guess." Samu brought out his mouth wash to get that foul taste in his mouth. Well, I guess he would do that, huh. He thought to himself, just imagining kissing the freckles boy again was enough to make himself blush. "But still! You didn't need to go that far! And I don't need your rating for the kiss, okay!"

"It's kinda worth it though." Suna chuckled a little. "You should see the look on your face right now. You are so in love it's kinda disgusting."

"WHY AM I FRIENDS WITH YOU!?"

Suna pats the gray-haired boy's back. "I ask myself the same question when you talk about your crush constantly." He smirked. "Stop stressing so much. That guy obviously likes you and you're obviously in love with him too so just, be natural. Plus your heart is in the right place base on what you said earlier."

The gray-haired boy can't help but smile at his friend's word. He's right but he doesn't want to admit it since Suna is just gonna rubbed it in his face. When it was 30 minutes before their expected meet-up time with Yamaguchi, Osamu shooed Suna, like he was some common bitch, which made the salty blocker laugh a little before walking away.

Osamu sat by the bench, eagerly and nervously waiting for Yamaguchi. He fiddled with his hands a little, his eyes looked around from time to time. It was only a few minutes left but for some reason, it felt longer. His heart started to beat faster and faster as their meet-up time approach until it did, but Yamaguchi was still not there.

He kept glancing at his watch, wondering why the freckled boy wasn't here yet. So he brought out his phone and decided to call him. To no avail. It seems Yamaguchi wasn't unavailable. He checked his messages and noticed that he can't reply to his messenger.

Wait, what the heck? Did he blocked me!? But why!?

Suddenly, a call came in. It was from Komori. So he picked it up to ask about Yamaguchi. "You asshole! What did you do to my little brother!?" Komori shouted.

"What-"

I'm sure this isn't the confession you guys were expecting... By the way, this series will end in Chapter 13. XD

I also published the Prologue of LevYama, if you guys are interested. I Will work on Chapter 1 after I finished this series.