First Sekai Ichi Hatsukoi fanfiction and first story in English (yeah English isn't my first language XD).
I hope you understand the text, I'm aware that it's full of mistakes :(
If you find some mistakes, please tell me, it'll help improve my English ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Sekai Ichi Hatsukoi. I own only the OC.
-Because the rice cooked by the man you love is always the best!-
Ritsu stepped out of the elevator, more dead than alive and with the last strength in his body, reached into his bag and when he felt something cold, picked up the keys and went into the house.
To say that he was tired was an understatement. At least that day he had managed to avoid getting the return along with Takano, managing to escape the danger of being dragged into his room to spend the night.
His boss was left to check out some manuscripts and Ritsu had the opportunity to slip away.
Difficulty he took off his shoes and his coat, leaving the bag on the floor next to the dresser.
He walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took a plate covered with a plastic film. Above, towered a yellow post-it with the words "heat in the microwave for five minutes."
He sighed slightly, trying to ignore the increase in the beating of his heart.
Since he had been sick, his boss had taken the opportunity to penetrate deeper into the life of the young editor. Takano forced Ritsu to eat with him at least one meal a day - preferably dinner, so maybe he could stay for the breakfast-and when Takano could not eat with him, he prepared food, writing brief instructions on cooking.
These were the things that made him waver more and more. Not so much when he jumped on him like an animal in heat, but when, for example asking him to keep his hand, or when he called him by his first name, when he whispered sweet words to the ear, when he said to want to learn more about him ... through the smallest things he did for he could perceive his true love. Ritsu tried with all his might to ignore these feelings, to not think to be happy for every little gesture of the man. Yet his heart did not want to stop squirming in his chest.
He opened the microwave and following the instructions waited five minutes sprawled on the couch, trying to recover a minimum of energy.
When the oven warned him the end of cooking, he braced himself and took a plastic place mat with the famous winged bunny Marukawa printed on. He stood staring puzzled the bunny with the magic wand pointed at the air.
'Ah ... at this rate we will also have a full set of dishes with the mascot ...'
He put his place mat on the table and put the plate on it. He took chopsticks and sank them in the rice but when he was about to bring it to his mouth the phone rang.
He cursed the person who was calling at this hour while he turned over to the couch to try to see the bag. He remembered leaving it near the dresser and began running to not lose the call. For a moment he thought that only one person could be so precise to the point of being able to disturb him right in the worst moments.
He grabbed his purse and, after looking for the phone a bit , he found it.
"Hello?" Replied annoyed, without even having looked at the display to see who was calling. He remained a bit puzzled when he didn't hear the deep, warm voice of Takano.
"Ritsu, do you remember me?" The editor was a few moments in silence, making a mental list of all the people who called him by his first name. They were not all that many, if not counting the people who had known during the British period. *
"What?"
"I'm Leonard, have you really forgotten me?" he let out a chuckle.
Onodera this time heard a slight English accent, despite his interlocutor seemed able to speak Japanese fluently.
'Leonard ... Leonard? ... Oh ...'
"Ah, how long Leonard!" He said after he had remembered who he was. He put the bag back on the ground and returned in the kitchen.
"Oh, yeah. It's quite a lot! " he continued to speak with a cheerful tone.
'What the hell is calling me?'
"Yes, I'm sorry. The work absorbs me completely, I don't call very often even my parents, figured other people" they laughed both.
"I understand. You're still an editor, aren't you? "Ritsu heard voices in the background coming from the other side of the phone. Leonard had to be in a crowded place.
"Oh yes, more or less," he sat down in front of his plate of rice " I could say that I do the same profession, but in a different context. But Leonard, where are you? I hear a lot of noise ... "
"It's for this reason I called you"
"Huh?" he put chopsticks in the pot and pulled out a few grains of rice.
"I'm in an airport '
At Ritsu seemed that he wanted to get him some riddle, on something...he doesn't even understand.
He put his chopsticks to his mouth, wondering again what he wanted from him.
'But ... hell, it's really good ! Not that I didn't know that he cooks well ... to be honest it seems that he gets everything right ... Huh? ... B-but why am I thinking about him ?! '
He cursed himself mentally for the fact that now only think of him destabilized him so much.
"Hello, Ritsu? Are you there? "he was called by the other, since he didn't speak for a few seconds.
"Oh ... um ... y-yes, s-sorry," he said, with his mouth full of rice and his face red because of the thoughts he had just been awakened, "what were you saying?"
"I disturbed? Were you eating? "He said with a hint of remorse.
"Ehm … yes. But don't worry, you don't disturb me, "he hastened to say.
"Excuse me, then I will be brief. I'm in Tokyo and I would like to visit you "
"Really? It's a good id- »
"Maybe you can help me touring the city" interrupted.
"This is a bit more problematic beacus-»
"On Sunday you're free, right?"
'Let me finish talking at least once!'
"Y-yes, but ..."
"Come on, don't you want to see an old friend?" He asked, slightly offended.
'Friend?' Ritsu thought for a few seconds.
"Okay," she sighed, "I'll see you tomorrow, in which hotel are you staying?"
"Thank you so much!" He said with satisfaction, "I'm at the Teito Hotel, do you know it?"
"Yes, of course. See you there at ten tomorrow, okay? "
"Yeees! A Sunday then! Bye! "
"Bye," he said and hung up.
He inhaled deeply and let out a long sighed.
But because he always met to do things that he did not want? It was so easy to screw him?
He thought to typography, which always ended up winning against him when it came to establishing a timetable; thought to his colleagues that gave him the most ridiculous tasks like buying a gift to Isaka-san; and also to Takano that he always did what he felt, although in this case he didn't totally dislike it.
'Not that I do not want to see him again ... but say that we are friends is a bit too much, but after that affair he had been quite kind to me, any other person would have behaved differently ... '
He sighed again. Resigning himself to his fate, he finished the dish, took a shower and went to sleep.
Well, that's the first chapter^^
I can't say anything, because I'd spoiler everything XD
In the next chapter you'll understand who is Leonard ^^
*I put the asterisk because you know, in Japan people usually use the surname instead of name. But I thought that Ritsu adapted to English culture and let his friends call him by his first name.
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Ja ne :)