I remember a time when I thought this story has ended with chapter 6. It said completed for over a year I think. That's why, for me, till now - there is no chapter 7. Only without it the title makes sense. It's a drama that leaves you with a tiny/temporary hole in your chest. You may need to walk it off.
I won't even ... I just ... It's a pure comedy, ok? Illogical and often violent without reason. It's a mess really. Denial-sempai makes it better thought .... and patient Angel-kun makes him (and the whole story) special.
Brothers. Same mother, same father. Parents seem oblivious of the incest threat to the family. And it's actually all right, because it fits in with the overall calm and lazy atmosphere of the story. It feels as if the boys have inhabited a planet of their own. No one but them have a pass to enter into that world.
It's a story about a dog and it's owner. The dog-theme is the key here - in non-sexual way. Althought, it seems like High School area could be the perfect environment for canine mating season.
Eternal hiatus. Still great. Why? First reason: a former assassin with a nice stuble, messy hair and no reason to live. Second reason: overall casual, unpretentious atmosphere.
Two half brothers. The bond between them is so strong that they develope a need to share with each other everything they have to give.
'What's so great about being straight?' - should be the motto of all bl and gl mangas. The story itself is about an eccentric, openly gay punk and fat&ugly school jocks' doormat.
Childhood friends. Both in love with each other. Cliche. What differs this story from your average bl thought (aside from good storytelling and drawings) are realistic parents. They don't simply ignore the elephant, fume at their sons or joyfully accept the situation. They worry about their chidren because they love them.
About art school students. I liked the plot that considered Natsu's paintings - the Phantasmagoria. I overall liked Natsu's devotion (obsession). He painted like crazy and loved like crazy - also both his paintings and his feelings seemed so sad that I think it was impossible for others to simply ignore them.
Silence