Yes! This IS my first attempt at a Legal Drug Fan Fiction piece. I started it and whether it improves or desintegrates...well...maybe a few reviwes will motivate me if ANYONE likes the way this story goes. I have my doubts since my writing style has taken a turn for the worse...
Try to enjoy...
By the way...I do not own Kazahaya Kudo, Rikuo Himura, nor any other character in this series. I worship CLAMP forever because of their brilliance of writing this series, it's a good read like all of their works.
Chapter One
"You're not funny."
"I'm not trying to be funny. I'm serious."
"But you're already dating—"
A finger rested over his lips and Kazahaya's rather vacant eyes looked down then up at the flash of glasses that rested on the bridge of Rikuo's nose. The taller teen's finger smoothed over Kazahaya's bottom lip, his fingertips hooking and caressing his cheek and leaning down closer to him.
"I can't, Wataru…" Kazahaya said, turning his face away. "It's wrong."
"Kaoru…"
In the back of Rikuo's mind, he was wondering just what it was about this job that made him almost want to kiss this annoyance to his once quiet be always puzzling life. First Tsukiko had to vanish, everyone thinking that she had died, but there was something making him protest that…he didn't want to believe it…and now that he thought about it…he really didn't want to kiss this idiot.
Thank God he's in a trance. He thought as Kazahaya turned away from him, I already feel foolish enough wearing these glasses again, I thought I was finished with them after that last job at the boarding school. Oh shit I have a line to say…
"Kaoru, don't walk away from me and listen!" Rikuo seized the teen's wrist and he looked back up at him, startled if it wasn't for the glaze in the other teen's eyes. "Are you acting like this because we're both guys? Is that what you're having so much trouble with?"
Kazahaya lowered his eyes, soon closing them and letting his head droop down a little, the slightly longer part of his hair slipping forward over his right eye. Rikuo scooped up the soft strands into his hand, watching the hairs slide through his fingers, inwardly wishing someone would relieve him of his pain and shoot him at that moment.
It was hard to believe two teens like themselves were once in this same area and these same words were being spoken. Could someone speak with such cheesy words?
"Look, Wataru, you're the person everyone wants to be…the son of a well-known lawyer. You have a home with every luxury and a beautiful girlfriend that couldn't be more perfect. She's not even spoiled; I've never seen a wealthy girl so gentle. To suddenly want to throw that away for an orphan…male would damage your rep and so much more. I'd just be in the way. So let that night just die, ok? Pretend…it never happened."
"Forget it huh?" Rikuo frowned, "Is that so?"
Now…if he recalled correctly, this was the same moment that the two left the scene because this Kaoru guy just ran off out of fear and the Wataru guy stood there stubbornly…Kakei told him to stop Kazahaya from running and say one little phrase and the rest would be improvisation.
As he went over the instructions, Rikuo realized that Kazahaya was already running.
"Shit!" he growled, taking off in pursuit of the entranced youth. "Kaz—I mean, Kaoru!"
Why'd I almost call out his name?
"Don't follow me!" Kazahaya cried after him.
Rikuo may not have the strange cat-like reflexes that Kazahaya had but he was certainly fast enough to grab a hold of the slender wrist and pull him to a stop, both of them heaving, gasping for air. Rikuo straightened up only to find himself suddenly have his arms full of Kazahaya. The smaller teen's hands clinging desperately to his back.
"Tell me it wasn't a lie, Wataru!" he whispered, panting into Rikuo's chest. "What you said to me that night…it really…wasn't a lie?"
Rikuo rested a hand on the top of Kazahaya's head.
"It wasn't a lie, Kaoru…" he said gently, "I meant what I said…I love you."
Kazahaya pulled away, a small smile on his lips. "That's…all I ever wanted to hear."
Closing his eyes, the smile faded from Kazahaya's lips and he slumped down to his knees, Rikuo catching him before he fell flat on his face on the pavement. Kudo was always so damn light…what did this guy eat, paper?
This is becoming a daily routine… Rikuo thought, taking off the glasses and hauling up Kazahaya over his shoulder, tucking the glasses into his pocket. Turning to head back to the drug store, he paused, looking at a dark-haired man sitting on a bench beneath an old tree, he stood up slowly, inserting his hands into his pockets and nodding his head to Rikuo.
Unsure why, but courteous to others then Kazahaya, he nodded his head back and watched the man turn away, walking down the sidewalk as if he had been there only to watch the progress of Rikuo and Kazahaya's little reenactment. Himura narrowed his gaze a little on the receding figure of the middle-aged man.
He looked like him…
"WHAT!"
Rikuo cleaned out his ear with his pinky finger, ignoring Kazahaya as his body heaved up and down, arms hanging limp at his sides and his jaw dropped to the floor as he stared at Kakei seated on the sofa with Saiga's head on his lap once more, but that wasn't the reason for his reaction…
"Well I couldn't have Rikuo do this one alone now, could I?" Kakei asked, smiling his deceiving innocent smile. "And the customer was thrilled by the improv that Rikuo did, he had a suggestion to the ending but appreciated the job none the less."
"So that man I saw on the bench was the customer?" Rikuo asked, sticking his hands into his pockets as the light-haired teen beside him looked from Kakei to Rikuo, annoyed that he was suddenly exempt from all conversation.
"Yes." Kakei nodded, "He was especially impressed by how similar Kazahaya was to Kaoru at the time."
"Why did we have to go through a reenactment like that, Kakei-san?" Kazahaya asked, suddenly straightened up but asking rather perplexedly.
"Because Kaoru, the young man you were posing as, Kazahaya, died that evening when he was pushed from behind into the path of an approaching car. Wataru was devastated and he regretted not stopping that young man from running away so he came here and asked for my help. I told him I'd send you two over to reenact the scenario for him and at the same time when you touched that street sign, you got possessed by that sign's memory of that day."
"When you were out of eyesight from the sign, the trance was broken." Rikuo said flatly, "Are you done?"
"Shut up! No one asked you to butt in!" Kazahaya snapped, pointing at him as if his point would somehow cause some sort of injury to the gigantic teen.
"No." he smirked.
"What'd you say you bastard!"
"No." he repeated.
"DAMN YOU!"
"What's all the racket?" a voice grumbled and all eyes turned to Saiga as he turned his head a little and Kakei smiled down at him.
"Did we wake you?" he asked, the sweet poison of his voice sent a shiver down both Rikuo and Kazahaya's backs. It was all too awkward to watch the two together…just…wrong.
"Yeah." He smirked, "Now how are your little boys going to make it up to me?"
Kakei's eyes wondered up to the Legal Drug employees and he too had a little quirk in his smile, a deviant smile…
"I'm not sure…I'll leave that decision up to you."
"I think this qualifies as NOT FAIR!"
Kazahaya exclaimed, clutching the broom handle in his hands tightly. Rikuo peered up from the pile of empty cardboard boxes he had to flatten out then store for later use. Their punishment wasn't as harsh as he expected something from Saiga but it was enough to drive him crazy since Kudo was in there and whining his head off as usual.
Sweeping violently across the floor, and grumbling to himself over the scratching of the bristles, Kazahaya avoided looking at Rikuo. The thoughts of their previous job were all too distracting and they were even overpowering his anger as he swept. Just what exactly was it about the job that made him think about it so hard anyway? He couldn't remember a thing from what had happened…maybe that's why.
"Hey, Himura…" he glanced over his shoulder at him.
"Oh, so you dropped your familiarity, huh?" Rikuo asked, smirking at Kudo. He didn't want to miss a chance of annoying him again.
"Knock it off!" he snapped, "I just wanted to ask you about something!"
"What?" Rikuo asked, cutting the tape off the bottom of another box.
"About that assignment…what exactly did we do? I can't remember anything that happened past that sign and what Kakei told us."
Sighing, Rikuo dropped the flattened box to the floor, standing up.
"You really wanna know what we did, Kazahaya?" he asked, approaching the shorter teen.
Kudo hesitated, "Y-Yeah…I do." He realized he had recoiled away from Himura when he stood in front of him an immediately stood firmly in place, glaring up at Rikuo to show that he was in no way intimidated by the other teen's obvious advantage of height.
"Well, you walked up to me because I was already standing there, the reason was because Kakei told me to since this Wataru guy was standing in that spot after telling Kaoru to meet him there. So, you approached me and asked me why I called you there, and then I remember something like this…" to play with Kudo's mind, he had skipped further into the scene and Kudo jumped when Rikuo's finger tips tilted up his chin and trailed up to his hair, feeling the strands before trailing his knuckles over the other teen's cheek.
"Y-You ass!" Kudo snapped, slapping his hand away, "They didn't do that!"
"Yes they did, just not as quickly." He smirked.
"Goddammit!"
Rikuo covered Kazahaya's mouth with his hand. "Potty mouth." He said, smiling slyly before lowering his hand.
"W-What are you grinning at you noodle-legged weasel!"
Rikuo slipped up and started to laugh, covering his mouth as he had a chuckle fit. ((Since I can't imagine Rikuo giggling…))
N-Noodle legged?
"Stop laughing you ass! I'm not being funny!"
He continued to chuckle.
"Dammit! STOP IT!" Before he knew it, Kazahaya swung the broom at him.
Rikuo's fit subsided in a heartbeat, his hands flying up and seizing the handle of the broom, stopping it from colliding with his head as was originally laid out to have occurred. He stared down at Kazahaya on the other side of the broom, the smaller youth stared right back and for a moment, Rikuo was at a loss for words…he had the advantage this time…
"Leggo!"
"No." he said, though there was no quirk of a sly smile or jest in his eyes.
"Well then take it." He spat, and Rikuo's eyes widened briefly.
Before Kudo's hands could loosen their grip on the handle, Rikuo pushed the broom along with him backwards until his back collided with the wall, pinned beneath a housekeeping product…great.
"What are you doing?"
"Just shut up for once in your life." Rikuo hissed, leaning down a little.
"K-Knock it off, Rikuo…we…we've got to clean this room…"
Himura paused, searching the wide eyes, they were frightened, most likely because Kudo wasn't expecting such a move from Rikuo, not since the Boarding School job. They both thought any hints of a coupling between them would be gone after that but in the back of Rikuo's mind…he was a little disappointed of that. He liked how clueless Kudo looked at the assembly and wasn't too sickened by seeing him in that Chinese dress. Loving those sexy legs…
Whoa now…take it easy… Rikuo let go of the broom, stalking back over to his boxes. I actually meant it back then too…hell I mean it now even. Kazahaya actually looks hot as a chick. He should do it more often. His familiar smirk returned. That would be rich…
Kazahaya lowered the bristled of the broom back onto the floor, but his thoughts weren't calming down as Rikuo's did…no, there was something else racing through his mind.
Did he…did he just try to kiss me?