I'll Never Forget
Author: Myaku
Series: Kizuna
Pairing: Enjoji x Ranmaru
Notes: BWAHAHA! I am the queen of Kizuna, as I am the very first to post a fic. Go me. Yes. Well. This fic is another cutesy one. Who knows where these sugars are coming from, but let me tell you, I'm getting a toothache from them all. Enjoy it, and lets see how many new ones I can come up with in the future, ne?
I'll Never Forget – part 1
It seemed like everyday stretched a little longer as of late.
And even longer, when Kai came around.
And even longer, when work was slow.
And even longer when Ran wasn't in the mood for Enjoji's loving.
But he held out. He survived. And he was DAMN proud of it.
Lazy arms flung themselves over the side of the couch, and a pillow was cradled between tanned elbows. Enjoji snored quietly, long black hair lingering around the cheekbones of his face in a manner that seemed highly normal for the man. Because this, in itself, was happiness as its best. Lying around and being lazy, not a care in the world except for when his lover was due home? Indeed, it was wonderful.
"Wake up, baka."
Eyes rolled lightly before lids opened, and butterfly lashes released the captured ebony glare to be lashed upon his awaker.
"Kai, go AWAY!" the older man commanded, swatting at the younger, who ducked at the swing, and set down the heavy grocery bag to place his hands on his hips, and glare at his brother. Enjoji stifled a snicker as he stared up at the strawberry blonde haired boy. Kai could look very feminine indeed.
"Mou, Enjoji, don't you want to help me start preparing the dinner? I thought you said it was a special day?"
Fingers poked at his chin, and Enjoji pulled his legs up onto the couch, pondering the thought. "Special day… eehto, special.. special…" He thought for a minute, twisting the blanket between his fingers and cuffing the ends loosely as he stared at the ceiling, requesting answers from its tan paint. And then it hit him. "It's our…." A scream cut off his words, and his eyes widened. He leaned backwards, crashing to the floor and pulling the blanket that had been neatly curled about his waist with him. "Oh my god, how did I forget?" Kai looked over, stifling laughter as the black haired man jumped to his feet, eyes darting around the room, a thousand thoughts running through his head at which task to do first. And then it hit him.
"KAI! Lock the door!"
The kendo player chuckled, and obeyed his elder, trotting over and latching the door. Not much good it would do, considering that the redhead lived with him, but it would at least save them a few extra seconds as the key was jammed into the lock, and the latch was turned, allowing access into the apartment.
Running his hands through his fingers, Enjoji tugged on the long black tresses, and scowled. "We need to make dinner, and I need to go pick up his gift, and what else… I need to buy some candles, what about a movie? Kai, is a movie romantic?" He questioned, peering through the doorway where his brother had already begun cooking.
"Movies?" Kai echoed, and turned around, nearly dropping the bowl he held. Regaining his balance, he stirred the contents, and pondered it for a moment. "Yes, but they have to be the girly-make-you-want-to-gag- ones…"
"That apron you have on makes me want to gag, Kai." Enjoji replied, and turned, skidding back out of the kitchen and ran for the bedroom to retrieve his keys and his shoes. "Mm, okay, scratch the movies… just a romantic night at home…Kai, make yourself useful and stay OUT tonight!" Enjoji shouted.
"What?" He stared at the powder blue apron that had been imprinted with cherry blossoms and small bunnies. "I think it suits me fine. And HEY!" he shouted, pointing a spoon in the general location of the doorway. "It's Ran's, not mine. Yell at the owner about fashion, not me!"
Enjoji grinned, and popped his head into the doorway as he slipped his shoes on. "I never said it looked bad on Ran.. I just said it looked bad on YOU!" Laughing, he darted out of the doorway just as a wooden spoon met the wall.
* * *
Nodding to the woman at the counter, he ducked out of the doorway, and ran back quickly to his car, cradling a small bundle wrapped in baby blue and white plastic. He gently laid the arrangement on the seat beside him, and stuck the key into the ignition, starting the car. Idling, he paused at a light. "What else do I need? Mm.." He turned around, and peered into the contents which already laid in the backseat. "Candles… red wine… flowers… Oh yes. And one more …" A loud honk from behind him reminded him where he was, and he hit the accelerator, peeling out of the intersection and in the general location of home.
He'd have just one more stop… he needed to beat Ran there, anyway.
* * *
Cautiously turning the knob to the door, Enjoji stuck his head in the doorway. "Psst. Kai!" He whispered. "KAI!" the whisper became a form of a liberal rasp as it was repeated.
Kai peered around the wall that led to the dining room, and motioned for the elder to follow him. "It's safe. Come on, tell me what you think. He'll be here soon."
Enjoji padded down the hallway, and quietly rummaged through the bag, pulling out cinnamon candles that he proceeded to scatter around the room. He reached into his pocket, fishing around for his matches, which he found quickly, and began lighting them. Nodding happily at the newfound light and pleasing scent that began to fill the room, he turned around to survey the table, which Kai had set out. "Oh my…"
Sushi, sukiyaki, terikyaki with a healthy amount of rice. Kai certainly went through a lot of trouble. Even kimbop, a Korean dish,. And miso soup. It was a good thing one of them could cook, or they would have been out of luck. Because everyone knows, nothing touches a man better than through his stomach with a home cooked meal. Even if it wasn't his lover who made it, it was still home cooked, so Ran couldn't complain, right?
Right.
"So what else do you have planned?" Kai queried, untying the apron from around his waist, and neatly folding it over his shoulder.
Enjoji smiled, and rubbed his hands together. "A couple of things. I want him to remember thing night for a long, long time…."
Kai rolled his eyes. Enjoji usually managed to piss him off, or embarrass Ran. If the night was remembered, it would most likely be a night that had been filled with embarrassment for the poor redhead. But maybe just once Enjoji would do something right? Kai laughed to himself.
That would be the day.
Yet as he watched Enjoji race around, checking the candles, making sure the dinner remained warm, all the while struggling to find clean socks, and jump in the shower, he thought how nice it would be for Ran to come home and be spoiled. Occasionally, he wished he could get spoiled like that. He knew even though Ran was embarrassed at time, Enjoji's enthusiasm and his effort to make his lover happy more than made up for a half hours worth of humiliation.
He eyed Enjoji, who had climbed out of the shower and wrapped a towel loosely around his waist. Tying back the silky black hair, he quietly began brushing his teeth, and darted his eyes to the closet, where he began mix and matching clothes with his mind. And at that moment, Kai wondered what Masa would be doing for the evening…..
Author: Myaku
Series: Kizuna
Pairing: Enjoji x Ranmaru
Notes: BWAHAHA! I am the queen of Kizuna, as I am the very first to post a fic. Go me. Yes. Well. This fic is another cutesy one. Who knows where these sugars are coming from, but let me tell you, I'm getting a toothache from them all. Enjoy it, and lets see how many new ones I can come up with in the future, ne?
I'll Never Forget – part 1
It seemed like everyday stretched a little longer as of late.
And even longer, when Kai came around.
And even longer, when work was slow.
And even longer when Ran wasn't in the mood for Enjoji's loving.
But he held out. He survived. And he was DAMN proud of it.
Lazy arms flung themselves over the side of the couch, and a pillow was cradled between tanned elbows. Enjoji snored quietly, long black hair lingering around the cheekbones of his face in a manner that seemed highly normal for the man. Because this, in itself, was happiness as its best. Lying around and being lazy, not a care in the world except for when his lover was due home? Indeed, it was wonderful.
"Wake up, baka."
Eyes rolled lightly before lids opened, and butterfly lashes released the captured ebony glare to be lashed upon his awaker.
"Kai, go AWAY!" the older man commanded, swatting at the younger, who ducked at the swing, and set down the heavy grocery bag to place his hands on his hips, and glare at his brother. Enjoji stifled a snicker as he stared up at the strawberry blonde haired boy. Kai could look very feminine indeed.
"Mou, Enjoji, don't you want to help me start preparing the dinner? I thought you said it was a special day?"
Fingers poked at his chin, and Enjoji pulled his legs up onto the couch, pondering the thought. "Special day… eehto, special.. special…" He thought for a minute, twisting the blanket between his fingers and cuffing the ends loosely as he stared at the ceiling, requesting answers from its tan paint. And then it hit him. "It's our…." A scream cut off his words, and his eyes widened. He leaned backwards, crashing to the floor and pulling the blanket that had been neatly curled about his waist with him. "Oh my god, how did I forget?" Kai looked over, stifling laughter as the black haired man jumped to his feet, eyes darting around the room, a thousand thoughts running through his head at which task to do first. And then it hit him.
"KAI! Lock the door!"
The kendo player chuckled, and obeyed his elder, trotting over and latching the door. Not much good it would do, considering that the redhead lived with him, but it would at least save them a few extra seconds as the key was jammed into the lock, and the latch was turned, allowing access into the apartment.
Running his hands through his fingers, Enjoji tugged on the long black tresses, and scowled. "We need to make dinner, and I need to go pick up his gift, and what else… I need to buy some candles, what about a movie? Kai, is a movie romantic?" He questioned, peering through the doorway where his brother had already begun cooking.
"Movies?" Kai echoed, and turned around, nearly dropping the bowl he held. Regaining his balance, he stirred the contents, and pondered it for a moment. "Yes, but they have to be the girly-make-you-want-to-gag- ones…"
"That apron you have on makes me want to gag, Kai." Enjoji replied, and turned, skidding back out of the kitchen and ran for the bedroom to retrieve his keys and his shoes. "Mm, okay, scratch the movies… just a romantic night at home…Kai, make yourself useful and stay OUT tonight!" Enjoji shouted.
"What?" He stared at the powder blue apron that had been imprinted with cherry blossoms and small bunnies. "I think it suits me fine. And HEY!" he shouted, pointing a spoon in the general location of the doorway. "It's Ran's, not mine. Yell at the owner about fashion, not me!"
Enjoji grinned, and popped his head into the doorway as he slipped his shoes on. "I never said it looked bad on Ran.. I just said it looked bad on YOU!" Laughing, he darted out of the doorway just as a wooden spoon met the wall.
* * *
Nodding to the woman at the counter, he ducked out of the doorway, and ran back quickly to his car, cradling a small bundle wrapped in baby blue and white plastic. He gently laid the arrangement on the seat beside him, and stuck the key into the ignition, starting the car. Idling, he paused at a light. "What else do I need? Mm.." He turned around, and peered into the contents which already laid in the backseat. "Candles… red wine… flowers… Oh yes. And one more …" A loud honk from behind him reminded him where he was, and he hit the accelerator, peeling out of the intersection and in the general location of home.
He'd have just one more stop… he needed to beat Ran there, anyway.
* * *
Cautiously turning the knob to the door, Enjoji stuck his head in the doorway. "Psst. Kai!" He whispered. "KAI!" the whisper became a form of a liberal rasp as it was repeated.
Kai peered around the wall that led to the dining room, and motioned for the elder to follow him. "It's safe. Come on, tell me what you think. He'll be here soon."
Enjoji padded down the hallway, and quietly rummaged through the bag, pulling out cinnamon candles that he proceeded to scatter around the room. He reached into his pocket, fishing around for his matches, which he found quickly, and began lighting them. Nodding happily at the newfound light and pleasing scent that began to fill the room, he turned around to survey the table, which Kai had set out. "Oh my…"
Sushi, sukiyaki, terikyaki with a healthy amount of rice. Kai certainly went through a lot of trouble. Even kimbop, a Korean dish,. And miso soup. It was a good thing one of them could cook, or they would have been out of luck. Because everyone knows, nothing touches a man better than through his stomach with a home cooked meal. Even if it wasn't his lover who made it, it was still home cooked, so Ran couldn't complain, right?
Right.
"So what else do you have planned?" Kai queried, untying the apron from around his waist, and neatly folding it over his shoulder.
Enjoji smiled, and rubbed his hands together. "A couple of things. I want him to remember thing night for a long, long time…."
Kai rolled his eyes. Enjoji usually managed to piss him off, or embarrass Ran. If the night was remembered, it would most likely be a night that had been filled with embarrassment for the poor redhead. But maybe just once Enjoji would do something right? Kai laughed to himself.
That would be the day.
Yet as he watched Enjoji race around, checking the candles, making sure the dinner remained warm, all the while struggling to find clean socks, and jump in the shower, he thought how nice it would be for Ran to come home and be spoiled. Occasionally, he wished he could get spoiled like that. He knew even though Ran was embarrassed at time, Enjoji's enthusiasm and his effort to make his lover happy more than made up for a half hours worth of humiliation.
He eyed Enjoji, who had climbed out of the shower and wrapped a towel loosely around his waist. Tying back the silky black hair, he quietly began brushing his teeth, and darted his eyes to the closet, where he began mix and matching clothes with his mind. And at that moment, Kai wondered what Masa would be doing for the evening…..
