Warnings from first chapter still apply.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation. I don't even know Japanese. But I do know that I love Tatsuha! And Ryuichi!

Please Note: These are all one-shots. Each new addition has no connection to the other ones unless stated other wise.

Italics are emphasis.

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Alphabet Soup for the RyuTat Soul

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B is for Beer

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Ryuichi had never liked the taste of alcohol. Some of the drinks had a sickly sweet taste that made him gag, while others burned all the way down his throat and left him sputtering and coughing. Sometimes the beverage would have a deceptively nice taste at first, but all that would be left was a foul aftertaste that was present in all alcoholic drinks.

In Ryuichi's opinion, alcohol was just plain gross.

But none of those facts seemed to be bothering the male sitting on the other side of the table next to Shuichi. Dark, messily splayed hair became even messier every time the male tipped his head back to take another deep gulp from his drink. Ryuichi absolutely loved the way those obsidian eyes, with just a hint of silver, became even darker with every drink the male took.

And he was definitely downing a lot of alcohol. The empty bottles were evidence enough.

Ryuichi tried to recall what Shuichi had said the male's name was. The famous singer was sure Shuichi had said that the male was Tohma's brother-in-law because Ryuichi remembered wondering why he had never seen this beautiful person before. So that must mean that his last name was Uesugi, but Ryuichi couldn't think of the first name. Tetsuya, maybe? That didn't sound exactly right though.

Well, damn. Ryuichi sometimes hated his short attention span. He should have listened better when Shuichi had introduced them to each other, instead of admiring how the dark-haired male's cheeks had acquired a slight blush when Ryuichi had insisted on shaking hands.

The best part was that Ryuichi constantly caught 'Tetsuya's' beautiful eyes flickering up to look at him.

He smirked.

Leaning across the table, Ryuichi placed Kumagoro in the beautiful male's view. 'Tetsuya' looked at the pink bunny in surprise.

"Kumagoro really would like to dance with you, but he doesn't know how." Ryuichi smiled charmingly. "He was wondering if you would like to dance with me instead?" A blush came across the dark-eyed male's cheeks.

Adorable was the word that came to Ryuichi's mind. Maybe coming to this club hadn't been such a bad idea after all.

At the other male's embarrassed, yet pleased nod, Ryuichi smiled broadly, setting Kumagoro into Shuichi's hands. The raspberry-haired male had been sulking all night when Yuki had refused to come to the club. "Here Shu-chan. Kumagoro will keep you company."

Shuichi looked up in surprise. "Er..Where are you going, Ryuichi?"

"I'm going to dance with Tetsuya, na no da!" The older male exclaimed excitedly before moving towards the dance floor. Shuichi's confused protest was lost with the loud, blaring music.

Ryuichi held out his hand to his newly acquired dance partner. "Shall we?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. The dark-haired male grinned, despite his blush, and held onto Ryuichi's offered hand. Ryuichi dragged 'Tetsuya' onto the dance floor.

If there was one thing that Ryuichi Sakuma loved as much as singing, it was dancing. It was almost like singing with your body. Losing yourself in the sounds of the loud music, moving with every beat, the tempo controlling your very soul; Ryuichi was in love with the way he could just let go of all his inhibitions and not have anyone think anything of it.

After going through every moment worrying about his image and how other people thought of him, trying to make sure that everything he did was perfect, Ryuichi took every chance he had to have a moment where he didn't have to care.

And if he got to dance with a beautiful male...Well that was a definite bonus.

Although Ryuichi was slightly surprised at how well their bodies moved together. It was as if 'Tetsuya' knew his every move and instinctively knew how to perfectly counter each step. It wasn't often that Ryuichi found someone who could dance with him this well. Usually everyone got tired and lost after the first ten minutes.

He smiled brightly at his dark-haired companion. "You're really good at dancing Tetsuya!"

The younger male instantly stopped dancing, looking at Ryuichi with a slightly hurt expression.

Ryuichi was confused. Had he said something wrong?

The dark-haired male stepped away from Ryuichi. "Uh...Sakuma-san...my name's Tatsuha." His voice sounded disappointed.

Ryuichi blinked in surprise, embarrassed, and feeling extremely regretful for getting the other male's name wrong.

Tatsuha gave an uneasy laugh. "But, hey, you can call me whatever you want, Sakuma-san."

Ryuichi latched onto the younger male's arm. "I'm so sorry." He looked up at the taller male with pleading blue eyes. "Please forgive me?"

Tatsuha smiled. "As if I could actually say no to that face." He paused, his smile broadening. "Under one condition, Sakuma-san."

Ryuichi nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Anything, Tatsuha-kun." The younger male gently pried Ryuichi's strong grip away from his arm, and held the singer's hands in his own.

"Dance with me some more?" There was a searching and almost seductive look in Tatsuha's dark eyes.

Ryuichi couldn't fight the blush that come onto his cheeks. "S-sure."

When Ryuichi had asked Tatsuha to dance, he had had every intention to try and seduce the dark-haired male. Instead, it seemed as though Tatsuha had his own tricks. It wasn't often that Ryuichi accepted advances from other people; he would rather approach people on his own terms. It was a lot easier, that way he could gradually introduce different aspects of his personality, and be able to judge the others reactions before getting too attached.

But Tatsuha was just too gorgeous, cute, sexy and adorable all at the same time, that Ryuichi just couldn't say no.

Besides, it was good to take risks once in a while, wasn't it?

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Ryuichi hadn't been aware of the rapid passing of time until the DJ had turned off the music and announced that the club was going to be closing in ten minutes. Ryuichi sort of remembered Shuichi saying good-bye to him a couple of hours ago, but he wasn't quite sure how long ago that really was. The thrum of music was still coursing through his body, and the thrill of dancing was still etched in his mind. Plus the fun he had been having with Tatsuha was pretty much the only thing that he had focused on all night.

Tatsuha was adorably sexy, which was a combination that Ryuichi wouldn't have believed could exist until he had met the younger male. It was a combination Ryuichi wouldn't mind seeing a lot more of.

"I had lots of fun, na no da! Didn't you, Tatsuha-kun?" He asked, dragging Tatsuha outside with him. Usually this annoyed the person being pulled along, but Tatsuha just laughed.

"You know, Sakuma-san, you don't have to say my name a million times just to prove that you know my name." The younger male told him with a smile. "And, yes, I did have fun."

Ryuichi pouted. "Tatsuha-kun, I said to call me Ryuichi, or Ryu-chan. No more Sakuma-san."

Tatsuha leaned closer to him, smirking. "Well, what if I wanted to call you Ichi-chan, instead?"

Ryuichi brightened. "That's better than Sakuma-san."

"Nah, Ichi-chan sounds a little odd. I think I'll stick with Ryuichi, ne?" The older male nodded, glad that Tatsuha had agreed to stop calling him Sakuma-san. It was a little odd to have someone you wanted as more than a friend to call you something so formal. It seemed strange that even though he had only known Tatsuha for one night, he was already so interested and hooked on the dark-haired male. Usually that type of trust and attraction took Ryuichi a long time to build up.

Ryuichi took in their dark surroundings. "Tatsuha-kun, it's getting late..."

The other male nodded, though he seemed a little disappointed. Ryuichi was secretly glad. He didn't want to be the only one unhappy that their night was almost over.

"Do you have a ride to your apartment, Ryu-chan?" Tatsuha asked concerned (Ryuichi smiled brightly at the name), dark eyes looking around the parking lot. "I came on my motorcycle, so I don't need to bother my brother, but it doesn't look like anyone else is here."

Ryuichi blinked. "I didn't think of that. Usually Tohma sends me a driver, but I hadn't expected to be out this late..." Ryuichi paused, pouting at Kumagoro. "Wah! What if we have to stay here all by ourselves all night? What if a big scary monster comes out of a dark alley and eats us!"

Ryuichi was cut off by Tatsuha's laughter. He turned his pout at the other male. "Naaa...Don't laugh at me. Monsters like Kumagoro-snacks."

"You can just hop on the back of my motorcycle, Ryuichi." He walked over to the sleek, black and silver machine, and picked up a helmet, holding it out. "Unless you like getting eaten by big, scary monsters."

Ryuichi approached the motorcycle cautiously. "It looks scary, too." He informed him. "Besides, you shouldn't drink and drive, Tatsuha-kun. It's not safe."

Tatsuha chuckled. "I've had a lot more to drink before and I've been fine. No worries, Ryuichi." He gave him a smile. "If you get scared, you can just hold on tightly to me. I won't mind at all."

"Okay, Tatsuha-chan." He took the offered helmet. "But if we crash, I'm blaming you!"

Tatsuha laughed in response.

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Riding on Tatsuha's motorcycle was both extremely frightening and absolutely exhilarating at the same time. Ryuichi clutched onto Tatsuha the entire time, and held on even tighter when the younger male had revved the motorcycle to go even faster. Ryuichi suspected that Tatsuha was doing it on purpose just to get that exact response.

But before Ryuichi could decide if he actually liked riding on the motorcycle or not, Tatsuha pulled into the driveway to Ryuichi's apartment. The singer wasn't too happy about this fact. He liked spending time with Tatsuha. Perhaps even a little too much.

"Uh, Ryuichi?" At this, oceanic blue eyes opened. Ryuichi hadn't even been aware that he had closed them. "I'm not complaining or anything, but if we're going to get off the motorcycle anytime soon, you're going to have to let go of me. Not that I mind or anything."

Ryuichi could hear the amusement in Tatsuha's voice. He blushed, which only caused Tatsuha to laugh.

The younger male brushed some of the errant locks of hair away from Ryuichi's face. "Aww, how cute." He commented.

Ryuichi pouted, ignoring his increasing blush, and poked Tatsuha on the nose. "I think Tatsuha lied to me, na no da. He did have too much to drink. He's saying weird things."

Tatsuha smirked. "You think so, huh? Well, since I'm drunk and everything, I won't feel guilty for doing this." And he leaned down the rest of the way to kiss a surprised Ryuichi.

It wasn't long before Tatsuha was pulling away, and, despite his words, he still looked a little guilty. He looked a lot more triumphant, however.

"Naaa...Tatsuha, no fair! You surprised me!"

Tatsuha smiled sheepishly. "Well, that was kind of the idea."

"I want one too." Ryuichi reached up to the taller, yet younger male, and kissed him. Unlike with Ryuichi's surprised reaction, it didn't take Tatsuha long to respond to the kiss.

Ryuichi pulled away, looking up at the male. "I like Tatsuha." He stated simply. "I hope that me and Kumagoro can see more of him?"

Tatsuha nodded firmly. "I like you too, Ryuichi. Of course you can see more of me. I've finally got you. I'm not planning on going anywhere."

As Ryuichi was waving good-bye to Tatsuha, a new phone number clutched safely in his hand, this wasn't how Ryuichi had pictured his night going.

But he liked this ending a whole lot better.

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Complete

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A/n: That's okay, Ryuichi, that isn't how I had pictured your night going either. I was trying to go for the seductive, older-acting Ryuichi, but that kind of quickly changed. But, I liked it, nonetheless.

Hope you all liked this one as well! Just don't expect the other updates to be quite as fast. ;p

Suggestions for later letters will be very appreciated!

Next Chapter: C is for Colds.

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