Those of you who are expecting a lot of action from beginning to end, move on - you're in the wrong fanfiction. I take these stories at a moderate pace, and I like to include a good storyline, so don't expect mindless smuts...
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, nor does namco share any ownership with me (I wish they did, though :D)
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The late night train was one of the very few ways for Ganryu to get home. He lived in a smaller district, almost completely separated from the city. He sat there by himself, occasionally glancing the four other people inside the train cart. The train never gets too many passengers, let alone at the midnight schedule. Maybe it's because nobody lived in that small district anymore (or at least nobody liked living there.) Ganryu sure didn't like it.
He had been out all day looking for another place to live. There was no luck for him. He found very poorly maintained buildings and overcrowded hostels that would just be unbearable for him. He saw a few places that seemed to fit his lifestyle, but alas, he couldn't afford it. Another issue was about sharing a room with someone. Ganryu was very insecure about his gayness. He'd known it for a while, but never truly embraced it as his sexuality. He even tried scoring Julia just to try to see if he could overcome it, but he was gay as a rainbow.
Letting out a sigh from his belly, he slumped into his seat, putting his hand over his forehead. Stress. The train had stopped at a station one stop away from Ganryu's district. He kept his eyes closed, too tired to care about anything else except thinking of going to bed. As the train doors opened and closed, he heard all four people leave and only one entered. Ugh, I really need a break. He buried his face in his hands before sitting up straight again, and he saw a familiar face that he had not expected to see.
Sitting at his far right was Bob, his fellow competitor in the King of Iron Fist Tournament. What's he doing here? Where's he going? Did he see me?
Ganryu's energy was suddenly rejuvenated. He had a crush on Bob ever since they fought a few months back. He even let him win just because of pure infatuation.
Bob was slumped in his chair as if he were deliberately trying to screw up his posture, face cherry red and eyes to the ground. What's wrong with him? Had he been crying? Should I talk to him? Again, the questions started flooding Ganryu's mind. But before he could act, the train had stopped again. Bob rushed out of the train immediately. Ganryu wore a grimace expression and stepped out of the train. He was hoping to at least have the opportunity to say hi. It was too late, he couldn't see Bob anywhere.
As Ganryu walked toward his house, he spoke to himself. When are you ever going to learn. If you keep this up, you'll end up alone and unwanted. Forgotten. You don't want that, do you? No. But speaking truthfully, I can't expect him to understand how I feel. There's no chance for me. I should jus-
OOF!
"Bob?"
"Oh.. Hey.. G-ganryu right?" Bob spoke with a drunken expression.
They bumped into each other on the corner.
"Where are you going?"
"I dunno *hic* ... Doesn't matter..." Bob slurred his words.
Just then, Ganryu noticed the bottle of Whiskey in Bob's hand, only an eigth of the liquid remaining.
He pulled the bottle from Bob's hand and set it on the curb, "I think you've had enough, friend. And I don't think you should be by yourself right now.." Ganryu placed his hands on Bob's shoulders, trying to get Bob's eyes to meet with his. But Bob was swaying his head slowly from side to side. "... I also wouldn't forgive myself if I leave you and let harm come to you."
"Maybe... the morning is best... fzzfh shh..." Bob leaned forward and rested his head on Ganryu's shoulder, drifting away into slumber.
Ganryu looked if anyone was around. Thankfully, there was nobody else but them. His face had turned bright red. He loved the way Bob's weight felt against him. The way his breath felt warm upon his shoulder. He especially enjoyed Bob's thick blonde curls brushing against his cheek and neck.
"Alright, Bob. I'll take you somewhere you can rest, okay?"
Bob nodded against his shirt.
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Ganryu gently sat Bob down on the spare matress he laid out on the floor, just a little close to his matress (he did this intentionally, duh.)
As he supported Bob, he noticed that the orange hoodie he was wearing was damp.
"You should take this off. You'll get sick if you sleep with it on."
"Yeah... I was umm... Th-there wuzz a pool..." Bob mumbled as he tried to take the hoodie off. Strangely, his white undershirt was dry, and so were his pants. Ganryu would have to wait for the explaination tomorrow.
"Let me help you." Ganryu knelt down and tried to help Bob. He was having trouble lifting the hoodie off as well. It had gotten stuck half way through, draped over Bob's face and arms. Ganryu was enjoying the view of Bob's full rounded belly pressing tightly against his shirt. He started getting hard just looking at it. Just then, he managed to pull the hoodie off and he locked eyes with Bob.
The most brilliant blue eyes meet the Sumo's lonely brown ones. The gaze that Ganryu wanted to stay with forever. He lifted his hand and let it rest against Bob's left cheek, stroking his face with his thumb. Oh, he was soft.
Ganryu broke eye contact and stood up hurriedly. "We should sleep. I'm tired as well," he said as he marched out the door, "I'll be right back."
Ganryu walked out of his bedroom door and entered the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror. What the hell did you just do? I hope he doesn't remember that tomorrow. He beat me up once, I bet he can do it again even if I don't hold back!
He undressed from his blue polo shirt and baggy cargo shorts. He never felt comfortable wearing anything else but his kimono. But he got weird stares whenever he wore it outside on a normal day. He slipped into a pair of knee length shorts and a slim tank top. He usually slept with only boxers, but he didn't think it would turn out well if Bob woke up next to a half naked sumo wrestler. Ah, the things he fantasized about.
As he stepped back into the bedroom, he was in awe to see that Bob had discarded his trousers and was left with only his fit white shirt and grey briefs. He's so hot, he thought to himself. Bob would probably have trouble with the breeze and the mosquitoes - so when Ganryu realized that he only had 1 blanket, he knew that a sacrifice had to be made.
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Half asleep, Ganryu couldn't doze off because of the bloodsuckers feasting on his legs. He also had to constantly reinsert his toes into the bedsheet to keep them warm. Meanwhile, Bob, only approximately 1 foot away from Ganryu, was sleeping deeply, even snoring a little.
Ganryu opened his eyes to see the moonlit room. It was pretty dark, but there was enough light to see Bob. He had his back turned to Ganryu. He watched as Bob's back moved in sync with his breathing. He wanted to touch him so badly. Maybe just a little rub. He inched closer and closer until his chest was only a few inches away from Bob's back. Their waist perfectly aligned, closer than Bob would ever allow... If he was conscious.
Ganryu gently placed his hand on Bobs shoulder. No response. He started rubbing it slowly, up and down. No response. He squeezed it - lightly at first. Then proceeded to grip it tightly. No response. He feels so soft. I can't stop. He decided to advance. He slid his hand under Bob's armpit. Warm. He pushed through until his arm was draping Bob's side. He caressed Bob's belly and traced around his bellybutton. Then he moved closer and pressed their bodies together. Oh, God. So cozy.
Still no response, Ganryu wanted to continue. He felt bad inside that he was taking advantage of an drunk guy, but he couldn't stop it. He rested his head on the same pillow as Bob and inched his face closer to the back of Bob's head. He took a whiff. Underneath the cheap whiskey seeping from Bob's pores, Ganryu could tell that Bob had an enticing natural smell - musky, manly. He buried his nose in the thick locks of hair that he faced. It was amazing. He breathed deeply, absorbing all the manly scent that he could. Then Bob snored an extra loud snore and flinched. Oh shit. He's not snoring anymore.
He slowly widthrew from Bob, releasing him and retreating back to his territory. Did he wake up? He still wasn't snoring. Ganryu started to feel hazy again and drifted to sleep. But not completely, as the mosquitoes were still at full feeding frenzy on him. And it wasn't long before his toes started to freeze again.
"Dammit" he whispered in annoyance. Then Bob shifted, now facing Ganryu. Eyes still closed, he moved over to Ganryu's matress and placed his head beside Ganryu's. Of course, he froze with shock and excitement and disbelief. Could this really be happening? He didn't caare, he was happy whether it was a dream or reality. Bob then took the blanket and draped half of it over him so that they were both under it. This can't be real. This is like one of my fantasies coming to life. He proceeded to face Bob, who was now lightly snoring again.
Ganryu could smell the whiskey in his breath, but it didn't stink. He smelled of mint and tobacco. Probably menthol cigarettes. While his nose was identifying the smell of Bob's breath, his hand's were up to other matters. He reached down and placed his hand on Bob's waist. He traced the outline of Bob's briefs. He reached lower and cupped Bob's big butt cheek, slightly squeezing it to feel. Then he slid his hand down to Bob's thick juicy thigh, which were smoother than he expected them to be. He brushed the inner thigh with his fingertips, and he could see on Bob's expression that it felt good, though Bob was still asleep.
Stop. You shouldn't be doing this. He's drunk, and you're taking advantage of him. Leave him alone. He removed his hand from the thick meat and placed it over his side. He decided to listen to the reasonable voice in his head and be a better man. Then Bob pulled him close, pressing their bodies against each other. Ganryu was now facing Bob's chest and his head resting on Bob's bicep. He could tell that underneath the fat was well built muscles. It felt a hundred times more comfy than a pillow, though. He felt Bob's hands caressing the small of his back, which instantly gave him a boner. His boxers stretched as he did, and he felt his manhood push agains't Bob's. Their legs intertwined and rubbed against each other which gave Ganryu an almost velvety sensation. It was heaven for him.
He wrapped his arm around the bigger man and fell asleep with his face buried in Bob's chest.
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It was right around noon when the sumo wrestler woke from his deep slumber. It was a cloudy day, the wind was strong and the clouds sheltered the land from the sun. He still kept his eyes closed, though he was awake. He heard the birds chirping and he felt the breeze circulate his room. Suddenly, he remembered the incidents of last night. Bob! He suddenly jumped up. The matress next to him was empty. He was gone. Ganryu sat there with his face in his hands, He probably freaked out. I bet he doesn't even remember how he got here, he punched his pillow.
He stood up and proceeded to fix his beddings, muttering himself a lecture. "He probably won't ever want to talk to you again, or even see you... Why couldn't you have just kept your hands to yourself..." He looked outside his window to see the empty streets of his crappy district, lost in thought. "!" He remembered suddenly. He remembered how Bob held him in an embrace before he fell asleep. Could that have been a dream? He smiled in to himself disappointment. Haha, I guess you'll never know...
He walked to his bathroom carrying his towel. As he bathed, he mapped out the activities for today. I guess I'll keep looking for an apartment... His biggest problem was the rent. He worked as the assistant manager 5 times a week at a grocery market in the city. Even if he found a place to stay, his salary would either pay it exactly, or lack. He went back to his room and got dressed in his usual attire, a loose polo shirt and some cargo shorts. He walked to his small kitchen and - "!"
Sitting in the only chair in front of his small table, he saw Bob. Drinking from a mug, Bob saw him and wore the most innocent smile he'd ever seen.
"I didn't want to wake you, so I made the coffee myself. I hope you don't mind..."
"N-no, no... Not at all" Ganryu stuttered, slowly regaining composure.
"I got a hell of a hangover, hehe... Felt like my head was split open when I woke up..." He finished off his coffee "There's more in the pot, if you want it."
Speechless, Ganryu just passed by him and poured himself some coffee. Bob stood from the chair and leaned on the small countertop beside Ganryu. He looked him in the eyes "I appreciate you taking me in last night. I dunno what woulda' happened to me. I barely even remember anything..." he looked away in embarrassment.
"There is nothing to thank me for, I only did what I thought was right... Though I am surprised," he gave Bob a concerned look, "I wasn't aware that you make habits of getting drunk."
"Oh! I don't... Last night was just a bit rough for me. I needed to wind down..." Bob started pacing around the kitchen slowly, swinging his arms back and forth, "I guess I overdid it..." he smirked, trying to hide the obvious distress in his voice with a semi smile.
Ganryu nodded and took a sip from the coffee. It was the most delicious coffee he'd ever tasted, even though Bob used the same powder he uses every morning. "I added some peppermint and cinnamon." Bob clarified after seeing the surprised look in Ganryu.
"Anyway, I'm still at debt to you and I wanna make up for what you did for me. How 'bout we go get some lunch? My treat," Bob said with a persuasive invitation. Ganryu smiled and nodded. "Uhh, by any chance - was I wearing an orange jacket when you found me?"
Ganryu noticed Bob was in his white undershirt. "Ah, yes. I hanged it outside, it was a bit wet last night," he placed his empty mug in the kitchen sink, "Let me bring it to you, then we can go."
"A bit wet, eh?" Bob said as Ganryu walked pass him, "I wonder why...?" It seemed that Bob had no explaination for this either.
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They sat in the local diner nearby, it was the only decent place to grab a bite - in Ganryu's opinion. Waiting for their food, they were enveloped in an awkward silence. Neither of them knew what to say to the other. Bob was still a bit hazy and worn out due to his drunken adventure the previous night, on the other hand, Ganryu couldn't stop thinking about whether Bob was aware of the occurences in bed or not.
"So what do you do, nowadays?" Ganryu finally the broke tension.
"Erm.." Bob shifted in his seat, "Not much..." Bob admitted, "I used to work at the Bistro Restaurant in the city, but that ended a few weeks ago."
"How come?"
"It's a bit complicated... Anyway, now I just take part time jobs here and there. Still lookin' for a staff job, though..."
Ganryu could tell Bob wasn't comfortable with the topic, "Is that so? Maybe I can be of help," the waitress put their food on their table, "I work at the SuperSales Grocery near the Bistro, and we have openings." Ganryu took a bite from the chicken he ordered.
Bob was already busy stuffing his face into his burger, "Sherioushly?" he said with his mouth half-full. "That would be great! How do I do this?" he swallowed.
"You'll have to apply personally at the office, but I'll make sure to recommend you. It's not hard to get in, and you don't need much experience to get accepted."
"Awesome," Bob took another huge bite.
They finished their food and headed outside.
"Well, I have to go." Ganryu said to Bob outside the diner. He hated tha fact that they'd be parting ways.
"Oh, of course... Uh.. I really do appreciate everything. A lot. Thanks," Bob held his hand out, a la handshake. Ganryu took his hand firmly and he didn't expect Bob to pull him into a semi handshake-semi hug. "See 'ya."
Ganryu watched him walk away and call a cab. He glanced back and waved before getting in, and Ganryu waved back. He thought about whether he's see Bob agian. If he'd ever get to know Bob more. If he'd ever get the chance to hold him tight again. One thing he knew for sure, he wanted Bob to remian in his life.
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Authors notes:
I know, it's a weird pairing, but I like weird.
REVIEW PLEASE! I'll probably write continuations, depending on the reviews :)
