SkyGem: Hey guys! Thank you so much to all who reviewed last chapter, and I hope you all like this one! Now, on to the story!
Ryoma
Stepping off the plane, I looked up at the cloudless blue sky. Hmm, so it's already been two years…I thought.
Looking around, I spotted a familiar monk outfit and headed over towards it.
"Yo, oyaji!" I called.
He looked at me, and his eyes became confused. Then taking in my green-tinted black hair, and the cat carrier at my side, his eyes widened, and he said, "R-Ryoma?"
"Hey," I said. He just kept staring at me, so I said, "Ne, oyaji, close your moth, some flies already went in there."
He finally seemed to come back to his senses, and shouted, "You ungrateful brat! I come here to pick you up, and you insult me?"
"Yeah, whatever," I said. "Can we go home now?"
He looked shocked that I hadn't fought back, so he just said, "Uh, yeah. Umm, let's go."
After I had retrieved my luggage, I got into the car and we drove back home. After all the greetings were over with, I went upstairs and started unpacking.
After I was done packing, I put on some fresh clothes and went to look around town.
Atobe
I stared out at the monotonous landscape going by, a bored look on my face. Ever since he had left two years ago, the outside world had lost interest for me. The brat was the only one who would even think about arguing with me, everyone else was just too obedient, and it was getting boring.
As my eyes roved over the landscape again, a mass of familiar green-black hair caught my eye. I sat for a moment in shock, unable to move. Then, shouting to the driver to stop, I was out of the limo in a heartbeat, dashing over to the person, trying not to raise my hopes.
Catching up to the young man, I put a hand on his shoulder. Turning him around to face me, I saw finally the eyes I had been yearning for these past two years.
I drank in his appearance, taking in his beloved golden, cat-like eyes, and his now shoulder-length, green-tinted black hair. His now leanly muscled body, currently covered up by a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and a red button-down shirt, unbuttoned to show a black tank top, with a well-muscled torso barely showing.
"What do you want?" he asked in a barely irritated tone.
Looking back up at his face, I noticed something I had overlooked before. His beautiful golden eyes were completely devoid of all emotion. This completely shocked me. His eyes used to always be confident, or cocky or smug, or on very rare occasions happy or sad, but never, ever emotionless. Looking into his eyes, I shivered a bit, they were so cold.
"What do you want?" he asked again, his voice showing a little more emotion.
"You see ore-sama for the first time in two years, and all you can say is, 'What do you want?' You can at least say hi, brat."
"What did you call me?" he asked, and I was relieved to see a flash of irritation in his eyes. The old Echizen was still in there, he was just buried deep, deep down. All I had to do was bring him out.
"You heard what ore-sama said, brat."
"Shut up, stupid monkey king!" he said, the irritation a little more noticeable.
"Make me!" I replied.
Ryoma
I was about to retort back, but caught myself, remembering not to get too irritated, not to show any emotion. "Whatever."
Turning around, I started walking away.
"Oi! Echizen! Wait!" I heard him call after me.
I just kept walking.
"Wait...Ryoma!"
Freezing, I turned around.
"Who gave you permission to call me by my given name?"
Then, I was surprised to see Atobe actually looking sheepish.
"Umm, well, it was the only way to get your attention, and, well…." he trailed off, blushing.
Ignoring the tiny surge of pleasure I felt, I said, "Well, you've got me now, so what do you want?"
Looking up, his expression was first shocked, then turned absolutely evil.
Taking a step back, I said, "Atobe, don't you dare."
Ignoring what I said, he ran up to me, caught me around the waist, and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me over to the limo he had come in.
"Let me go!" I said, letting annoyance colour my voice.
"No way!" he said, the smile evident in his voice.
Once we got to the car, he threw me in and climbed in after me, giving the driver orders to go 'home'.
Looking at him, irritated, I asked, "What the hell was that for?"
He glanced down, his playful face suddenly becoming serious.
"'That' was for leaving for two whole years without saying bye to ore-sama."
Rolling my eyes, I said, "You haven't changed a bit."
Meeting my eyes, he said, "But you, on the other hand, have changed a lot."
Lowering my gaze, I remained silent.
Suddenly, I felt him put his hands on both sides of my face, forcing me to look up at him.
"Tell me," he said. "What happened?"
SkyGem: Well, that's chapter 2! So, I have a question, do you think Ryoma should tell him yet? Or should I leave it until later? Please review and tell me what you thought.
