Consort Note (Valentine's Special!)
How to Use: VI
One night stand is prohibited.
There was nothing in this world that he preferred greater than himself. The marriage of this soul and body was the ideal combination ever occurred in Human creation. His existence was the proof of perfection – his ego, a divine – his pastime, you don't want to know. Indeed, the experience of love with himself was deep, infinite and eternal. There was nothing, absolutely nothing that he had feared before, as long as he was himself. And now, everything had skewed up! Ryuuzaki was attacking strength into his weakest point. "I never accepted to give your body back." Doomed! If he would not ever get it back, he would commit murder and suicide at the same time.
"Ahhhh!" Light woke up in shock by another nightmare. "Ouch!" His back felt sore because of the hardness of his bed. Although it was Ryuuzaki's back, this soreness was annoying him and he kind of regretted to sleep on a wooden board.
Ryuuzaki woke up. He glanced at the night clock: 1:32. "See, I told you that you would wake up overnight."
"The cause isn't the bed."
"The fact that you woke up overnight and you said 'ouch' is already enough as proof."
"Pff." Light ignored Ryuuzaki's arguments and pretended to sleep.
"Hey, don't force yourself to bear further pain that you'll make on my body."
"…"
"Light?" Ryuuzaki got off of his bed and kneeled down beside Light. "You're already asleep?" He poked him and whispered, "You can find a more comfortable spot on my bed. It's big enough for us to share – well, you know how it is."
Of course he knew; he just woke up yesterday morning on that king-sized bed, where he found himself lost. Moreover, he still remembered how smooth, soft and heaven-like it was. But there was no way that he would agree to share with that damn rich creep! Never would he allow the body of that creep to get in contact with his perfect divinity.
"Shut up!"
The next morning was, as expected, hard – and worst; Light began with gym class. Thirty laps to run and he couldn't continue after the half. "Hey, Ryuuzaki," a classmate approached, "what's the matter today?" In pain, Light got up to his feet and murmured, "Don't you underestimate me…" But just after this sentience, he fell back onto the ground, his eyes spinning in spiral. Maybe because Ryuuzaki's body wasn't trained enough for this. Is it? Although they were in the same gym class, Light never paid attention to Ryuuzaki's record.
Ryuuzaki came. When he saw Light on the ground, he couldn't resist commenting "Nya!", and he grabbed Light's hand and force Light to continue running – with him. Everyone gazed them in astonishment.
"What are you doing?" Light asked in confusion and embarrassment.
"I just thought if you see yourself leading you through this run, it might encourage you to continue."
"Who do you think you are? You're ruining my figure!"
"Ah," Ryuuzaki said with a smile.
For a second, Light almost felt actually leaded by himself. Even thought he kept reminding himself that the person in front of him was only Ryuuzaki and his real body was completely under Ryuuzaki's control, there was something different and almost pleasant about that moment. As he felt the touch of his own hand, the rate of his own breath and the increase of his pulsation, he saw his own smile for the first time. That kind of smile was something that he had never seen before, no matter how many time he looked routinely himself in the mirror before shower, until Ryuuzaki showed him.
