Title: prettier than you
Prompt: 017. dance
This is a RyuseiAkari anthology. Mostly drabbles/ficlits, and some longer ones. This one is Post-Manga.
"Akari?"
Ryusei's voice echoed through their home, his eyebrows furrowing at the quiet halls. A pause – then, "Akari?!"
When no reply came, he ran through their home, in search for his wife. He paused when he reached the other end of the house, in front of their bedroom. "...Akari?"
A muffled giggle reached his ears as an auburn head popped through the open crack. "Ryusei!"
He relaxed upon seeing her giggling face, but the anger resurfaced just as quick. "Why didn't you answer when I called your name?! What are you doing?!"
She cringed slightly, and his face softened immediately. He hadn't meant to yell at her. "I was just watching the tapes Naoki len-" He glared at hearing that name, "-t me."
"What tapes?"
"These!" she giggled again, and shoved a tape in his face. On the cover, was him. As a woman, in a past kabuki dance. "You're so pretty, Ryusei! It's not fair."
His eyebrows twitched as she skipped back to the bed, content on finishing the tape. "Watch it with me?"
He said nothing, but moved to sit beside her nevertheless.
Whatever made her happy.
