Chasing The Summer Hearts

CHAPTER 9

"LOOKS LIKE somebody's happy today?" Beethoven said when he saw Yrozze smile like f**k when he actually sat on his designated place of work. Yrozze laughed and looked at him when he heard those words. "Shut up. Its nothing!" He really interjected. But Beethoven only smirked even more and teased him even more. "Is it about the person you met in the airport last week—gotta say you're excited fetching him?"

He couldn't handle the emotions hid body emits and let it go berserk. He was now smiling very widely as his aura suddenly changed in an instant.

All the negativities suddenly vanished when the thought of Roscoe. He just couldn't hide the fact that both of them answered each other's feelings after they had a wonder night s*x on his room. He can't deny that he felt so mu9ch pleasure just being inside of him. His c**k was finding something to enter and that's Roscoe's ass.

His ass and ass alone.

How ironic isn't it? But Yrozze was feeling so damn tight this time.

"Ah, I see. Your smile explains it all. Okay, I won't interrupt. Shall you need some support, you can count me in!" Beethoven smiled as he reached for a folder on his table and opened it, reading some portfolios about applicants and authors.

"Yeah, I just felt like I found the real one. Like on Cinderella's story. I know its quite childish and imbecile but that's what I am feeling right now. I feel like I have found the right person ever since!" Yrozzed throated.

Narinig niya ang munting pagtawa ng kasama.

"Oh, how whipped are you. Hindi ka naman ganyan dati. You're even very busy with your business that you don't actually seemed to give some attention to majority of women flirting with you. And now, nabalitaan ko nalang na may kahalikan ka na pala?!" Natatawang ani Beethoven sa kaibigan.

Napatanga si Yrozze at saka ngumiti sa kanya bago ako bumalik sa ginagawa.

"Bee, I don't like to have some intimate relationships with a woman." He firmly said.

"And why is that, author?" Beethoven teased.

"Because they're something that I don't like. Hindi ko alam pero parang may mali sa kanila. Not that I'm actually degrading them down but, when it comes to women, they're very picky with the man that they want to have a relation with. Plus the fact that they are possessive, they have natural but irritational mood swings because of cyclic and repeated menstruational activities, plus they are very picky when it comes to clothes and the like. I don't understand them, they're basically just a pain in the ass." Yrozze complained.

Napatango nalang ang kaanig nito sa kanyang tinuran.

"Well, you do have a point." Beethoven replied.

"Diba? Like look at them, kahit na may mga boyfriend na sila ay nagsusuot parin sila ng mga revealing clothes. Ano yun, para mang-akit ng ibang lalaki?"

Natawa nalang si Beethoven sa kanya.

"Shh, man. Stop being so querulous. Its not helping at all." Beethoven replied.

"I'm not! I'm just stating a matter of fact." Yrozze argued back. Nang mainis siya sa nangyayari sa kanilang dalawa, "You know, I'm done. I hate this kind of talk. I don't want to disgrace them just because I'm a handsome and fine man, but I just can't take their attitudes. Mas mabuti pa si Roscoe sa kanila, hindi choosy, hindi moody, hindi il-tempered, hindi negative." He said.

"All right, that's enough." Pagsisingit ni Emily.

"Oh, Emily!" Beethoven smiled at her.

Emily smiled at him and faced Yrozze.

"So meaning si Roscoe ang lalaking dine-date mo? Don't ask me why I know him because I have been his customer before. He's just the only person who designed majority of my silhouettes at home and I really must say that all of his works are very majestic and precisely done. And like everyone else is wanting to find, Roscoe was the man you dated, right?"

Nakatingin lang si Yrozze sa kanya the whole time she is talking.

Her emotions didn't falter. No disgust nor anger in her face.

It was just as normal as it is.

Just then, Yrozze just saw her laughing very hard.

"How funny of you to look at me like that as if I want to discriminate you, or him, or both of you. I'm not that kind of person, besides I have been loving your tactics from the start and I could really say that I want to laugh." Emily retorted.

"Sir Yrozze..." Suddenly a voice called me.

I stood up and saw a woman in 30's standing just outside of his working cubicle.

"Please to meet you, Sir Roscoe. I am the CEO's new appointed Secretary and Editor-In-Chief. In the meantime, if you have anything, just call me up. Don't worry, I have studied this field and I have practiced it for the last 7 years so I already have the knowledge when it comes to this." She said politely and smiled.

Yrozze nodded and smiled swiftly.

"That would be noted, Miss...?"

"Oh, its Heartnot. Heartnot Cadbury. But you can call me whatever that suits your taste, okay?" She replied.

Beethoven and Yrozze nodded in unison.

"Okay, Ma'am" Beethoven replied.

"Okay, that would be all for today. Ipagpatuloy niyo lang ang ginagawa niyo." Aniya at saka umalis sa kanilang harapan. Nagkatinginan si Yrozze at si Beethoven at saka tumawa. "Ang ganda ng pangalan niya. Heartnot Cadbury. Sounds very foreign." Beethoven said.

"Yeah, but mine's more beautiful." Yrozze replied.

"Of course, possession mo nga eh." Natatawang aniya.

Yrozze sighed while laughing and diverted his attention to the manuscript he's been composing for 2 days now. Hindi niya maipag-kakait na ang lawak ng imahinasyon niya kaya marami siyang mga kwentong naisusulat in just a span of 5 months. He already finished about 45 novels including novelettes. And writing those things made him very contented and happy.

Its like part of his leisure to write novels.

It has become part of his stress-free and lifetime career.

"Hmm? You're writing something again? Or editing?" Beethoven asked.

"No, I'm creating a novel. I'm currently on Chapter 23 as of now. Maybe I got so attached with the story that each chapter already contains 3,000 words maximum. I planned to reach the novel until Chapter 40 and then I would pass the manuscript sa Editor-In-Chief na si Miss Heartnot." Yrozze replied.

"Oh, okay." He said.

On Yrozze's peripheral view, Beethoven already went back to his cubicle and resumed working. Because of this, Yrozze resumed typing on his laptop while a notebook and a pen was placed just beside the laptop for noting purposes.

And suddenly he remembered something.

He pulled himself on his office chair and looked at the calendar that was standing on the wall of his cubicle, at his back. He looked at the month of February. He traced every dates with his index finger. When his finger stopped at the 24th date—that's Saturday.

"Beethoven," Yrozze called.

"Yep?" Beethoven replied from the neighboring cubicle.

"Available ba si Sir Valerion ngayong Saturday?" Tanong niya.

"Hmm, based from what I heard, may lakad siya with his wife sa Santorini." Sagot niya. Napakunot ang nuo niya. "Fuck." He cursed. And that's when he thought that it was a whisper, but it wasn't. Narinig siya ng mga tao sa paligid niya. "Shh, Yrozze. Bibig mo!" Beethoven reprimanded when he suddenly appeared on his eyes.

"Aw, sorry naman." Aniya.

"I'm sorry for the commotion everyone!" Beethoven interjected.

But both of them could hear a group of giggles from a certain group of women at the east of the department. "Ayan, nanlalandi na ang mga babae sa'yo." Beethoven tsked. Napasapo naman si Yrozze sa kanyang nuo at tumawa ng mahina. "That's how girls flirt when a handsome guy like me, appear on their eyes." He replied.

"Susumbong talaga kita sa jowa mo," Pagbabanta niya.

Yrozze find himself scoffing.

"Alam mo ba anong pangalan niya? His number? Magkaibigan kayo? Alam mo ba kung saan siya nakatira? Anong kuly ng buhok niya, ng mata, ng labi, ng ilong? Anong height niya? Alam mo ba kung pa'no siya manamit? Pa'no siya maglakad? Anong full name niya? Anong trabaho niya? Hmm? Sagot. Susumbong mo naman kaya ako kaya I will ask you some questions?" Yrozze replied, smiling menacingly.

Napalunok naman si Beethoven at saka ngumiti.

"Sabi ko nga, kailangan kong mag pasa ng manuscript." Saad niya.

Napangisi naman si Yrozze dahil sa reaksyon niya. "I know you will never succeed. Nice try, my boy." He added.

And instead of smiling, Beethoven threw a glare at him. The latter only laugh at his reaction. His audacity was very intense that Yrozze wasn't able to focus properly on his work because of that humorous reaction that Beethoven had displayed at the scene.

Nakikita nalang ni Yrozze ang sariling tumatawa nang walang dahilan.

Mabuti naman at walang nakakakita o nakakarinig sa kanya.

When lunch entered.

"Please, don't go near me. I will really laugh out loud." Natatawang aniya ni Yrozze nang lumapit si Beethoven sa kanya at nagtangkang ilagay ang kanyang braso sa kanyang balikat. "What's the matter?" Nagtatakang tanong niya.

Hindi naman mapakali si Yrozze at saka tumawa ng malakas. Hindi niya alintana ang mga matang nakatitig sa kanya sa kung paano siya tumawa. Ang tanging binibigyang pansin niya ay ang nakakatawang mukha ni Beethoven.

"Hindi ko mapigilang tumawa!" Aniya habang nakahawak ang dalawang kamay sa kanyang tiyan.

"At bakit naman, aber?" Sarkastikong tanong niya, ang isang kilay ay nakataas. "I just can't. Looking at your face would prompt me to laugh. I just can't get enough with your reaction a while ago. Please lang, ayaw kong magmukhang tanga."

Beethoven glared at him.

"If that's the case, sa iba nalang ako makikisiksik." Nang nagtangkang umalis si Beethoven sa harapan niya ay kinuha niya ang braso nito. "What the fu—" But Beethoven was shock when Yrozze looked at him with big pleading eyes.

His heart suddenly pounded fast.

He found himself blushing.

"Don't leave me~" It sounded very cute at his part.

But Beethoven was firm, he survived not to be carried away by his reaction. Beethoven, control yourself. May boyfriend ang tao. Wag ka nang makisali.

Beethoven sighed.

"You f*****g little bitch." He said, smiling.

"Stop acting so cute, it doesn't fit you. Kay gwapo mo pa namang tao." He added, placing his arm, resting it on Yrozze's shoulder. "It really doesn't fit." Beethoven complained. Yrozze's emotion immediately changed. It was manly now.

"f**k, that was supposed to be flaunted on my boyfriend."

"Ikaw ah, puros ka nalang boyfriend ng boyfriend. Obsessed ka ba sa boyfriend mo?" Tanong niya. "Possessive rin." Sagot ni Yrozze. "Grabe ka pala. Hindi ko alam na may tinatago kang mga ganyang emosyon. Should I just isolate myself? Baka ako pa ang puntiryahin mo pag nagkita kami ng boyfriend mo." There was awkwardness in his voice.

Ngumiti naman si Yrozze sa kanya.

"Try me, baka di mo na makikita ang light of the day," saka tumawa siya.

Walang nagawa si Beethoven kung ngumiti nalang. Sabay silang lumabas ng Department para makapag lunch sa cafeteria.

"AND SO that explains the current art literacies of the world." Roscoe finished as he smiled in front of his student. He just finished discussing the World Art Literacy to his 3rd Year College students at the University he's currently teaching.

"I hope you understand our lessons for today because next week, I might be giving you a test regarding about our discussion today. I hope you also research and based your notes for a reliable and solid study about our topic for today." He said.

And suddenly, he saw a hand raised above the air.

"Yes Mr. Cadbury?" He acknowledged.

"Sir, if I may ask..." He said as he stood up. "Yes, what is it?" Roscoe smiled. "I mean, yeah. Your discussions are very profound and precise. While you're discussing, I noticed some terms you used that isn't appropriate for the course that we are taking currently. Can you explain further more about that terms so that we could further understand those terms?" He asked, politely.

Roscoe find himself blushing.

Hindi lang basta basta matalino ang isang Meijia Cadbury, gwapong gwapo rin ito!

And he couldn't deny the fact that nagwa-gwapuhan siya rito. Actually siya lang naman ang campus heartthrob sa College Department. Sa kanyang angking kakisigan, nagkakamali ang maraming mga tao na isa siyang model.

Pero ang totoo, isa sa siyang volleyball player.

"Sir? Are you blushing?" He smiled.

Fuck, feeling ko nag cheat ako kay Yrozze. But yeah, Yrozze is more handsome than him. I musn't get carried! No not ever!

He sighed deeply, closing his eyes for a few seconds.

When he opened his eyes, he smiled at his question. "Yeah, I used some words for reference. Those words have similar meaning through our discussion today. For all you know, I am a graduate of Psychology. BS in Psychology to be exact. I have taken up my postgraduate degree and that's PhD. But you really never knew my position. Because I rather hid up my identity when I entered this University. The University asked for approval if I allow them to make my name known as a Psychometrician or not. And yes, I chose not to." He replied.

"Ooh," the class hummed.

"Yes. That's correct. All the subjects I undergo just 4 years ago is linked on to every discussion I have with you from the very beginning up to today." He added.

"If you're a graduate of Psychology, then why are you teaching us Art Creatives?" Blaise Valecourte asked.

Roscoe faced her and smiled.

"Good question Ms. Valencourte," He said.

But before he could say anything, he cleared up his throat.

"After I graduated, I pursued arts with the help of my friend who is an artist at a known company out there. I didn't go back to the beginning. I just studied arts through reading informative texts and I also had a summer job. Good thing that I knew how to draw and paint because ever since childhood, my grandfather taught me those kind of things until I reached 7th grade. From Grade 2 to Grade 7, I studied art and drew and paint with him for about 5 years. Until I stopped. The reason I pursued Psychology is to study the human mind itself and how human being relates his or her mind to everything he or she interacts to. Same goes with art: That art is like Psychology. It studies the emotion of the people, it matches the feelings of the people. It inspires the people. Created by artists, they would also know theirselves more because they put much effort on crafting their own art, signifying every emotion they exhaust." He replied.

The class never said any.

But they nodded. And it prompted Roscoe to chuckle.

"Yes, its very complicated." He added.

"Yes, it really is complicated." Said a voice that shook everyone.

When Roscoe faced the entrance door, he saw Yrozze smiling at him.

"Hi babe." He said.