Strawberry Pocky
by firedreamer
~Ne...first gravi fic...this is for Shiryuu cause she's sicksick...Please comment!! Insert Disclaimer here of course/P
---
Four Rings.
"Ne, Shuuichi?" Sakuma Ryuuichi had somehow gotten ahold of a marker, and was drawing on Shuuichi's hand while Shuuichi was on the phone. The tears in Shuuichi's eyes still threatened to spill over.
Twelve Rings.
No one was going to answer...
The wet rubbing alcohol like smell of the marker eventually reached Shuuichi's nose and he jumped away, dropping the phone in the process. When did Ryuuichi get here? "Sakuma-san..."
"SHUUICHI!" Shuuichi was tackled by the hyper 30-something child, and Ryuuichi lifted up Shuuichi's tanktop, drawing on Shuuichi's stomach.
"Sakuma-san...Please don't do that!" Shuuichi backed away.
"Wha-What are you doing?"
Ryuuichi crawled onto Shuuichi's lap and kissed him "Shuuichi shouldn't be sad."
--
Hiro bit the other end of the strawberry pocky out of the blonde's mouth. He would never have guessed that this man of all people liked pocky. For one, he was violent, for two...well there wasn't a second reason. Hiro just never thought about such things.
Hiro didn't really know when their relationship ended up in this. The man was taken after all. Never once did his other half come up in their conversations though. He knew what brought him to his beautiful blonde though. They were both artists in a sense, even though their chosen material was drastically different. Hiro made music, he wasn't even thought of when people though of Bad Luck, that was Shuuichi. Hiro sighed and messed up his lover's hair. "I know lunchtime is over..."
"You have to get back to work. A good musician practices."
Hiro laughed as the other man set to fixing his hair into it's normal carefree style.
--
Shuuichi jumped when the studio door opened. "Hey Shuuichi are you back yet lunch is ov-"
Ryuuichi made no atttempt to leave Shuuichi's lap, and instead smiled and waved to Hiro. "Hi Hiro!"
Shuuichi blushed.
Hiro sweatdropped.
Ryuuichi bounced to his feet cheerfully. "Shuuichi should practice now. Shuuichi can have dinner with me today! Be there Shuuichi or Kumagorou will be sad. Bye Bye!" He left, in his normal hyper manner.
K frowned as his previous musician passed him. Ryuuichi...
"Where is Suguru?"
"I'm here!" Suguru yelled as he ran to the door of the studio. "Sorry I finished writing these mixes and I lost track of time!"
K whipped out ye random firearm and pointed it at the three. "Practice."
by firedreamer
~Ne...first gravi fic...this is for Shiryuu cause she's sicksick...Please comment!! Insert Disclaimer here of course/P
---
Four Rings.
"Ne, Shuuichi?" Sakuma Ryuuichi had somehow gotten ahold of a marker, and was drawing on Shuuichi's hand while Shuuichi was on the phone. The tears in Shuuichi's eyes still threatened to spill over.
Twelve Rings.
No one was going to answer...
The wet rubbing alcohol like smell of the marker eventually reached Shuuichi's nose and he jumped away, dropping the phone in the process. When did Ryuuichi get here? "Sakuma-san..."
"SHUUICHI!" Shuuichi was tackled by the hyper 30-something child, and Ryuuichi lifted up Shuuichi's tanktop, drawing on Shuuichi's stomach.
"Sakuma-san...Please don't do that!" Shuuichi backed away.
"Wha-What are you doing?"
Ryuuichi crawled onto Shuuichi's lap and kissed him "Shuuichi shouldn't be sad."
--
Hiro bit the other end of the strawberry pocky out of the blonde's mouth. He would never have guessed that this man of all people liked pocky. For one, he was violent, for two...well there wasn't a second reason. Hiro just never thought about such things.
Hiro didn't really know when their relationship ended up in this. The man was taken after all. Never once did his other half come up in their conversations though. He knew what brought him to his beautiful blonde though. They were both artists in a sense, even though their chosen material was drastically different. Hiro made music, he wasn't even thought of when people though of Bad Luck, that was Shuuichi. Hiro sighed and messed up his lover's hair. "I know lunchtime is over..."
"You have to get back to work. A good musician practices."
Hiro laughed as the other man set to fixing his hair into it's normal carefree style.
--
Shuuichi jumped when the studio door opened. "Hey Shuuichi are you back yet lunch is ov-"
Ryuuichi made no atttempt to leave Shuuichi's lap, and instead smiled and waved to Hiro. "Hi Hiro!"
Shuuichi blushed.
Hiro sweatdropped.
Ryuuichi bounced to his feet cheerfully. "Shuuichi should practice now. Shuuichi can have dinner with me today! Be there Shuuichi or Kumagorou will be sad. Bye Bye!" He left, in his normal hyper manner.
K frowned as his previous musician passed him. Ryuuichi...
"Where is Suguru?"
"I'm here!" Suguru yelled as he ran to the door of the studio. "Sorry I finished writing these mixes and I lost track of time!"
K whipped out ye random firearm and pointed it at the three. "Practice."