Title: When Spring Rain turns to Summer Sky
Rating: M (change in rating)
Pairing: Tsukishima Shizuo x Hachimenroppi Izaya (DVD cover art characters. My profile has pictures of them)
Prompt from the Drrr Kink Meme: younger seme X older uke. Since Tsuki!Shizuo came out later (DVD 13), I'd like him to be younger and shorter than Roppi!Izaya, but still be the seme. XD Anon would like the story to revolve around the pains of pursuing somebody who's older and wiser (Roppi!Izaya).
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters!
THIS STORY CONTAINS MALExMALE RELATIONSHIPS. You have been warned.
Tsuki finished the soup the best he could. He wasn't sure if he should eat it alone in the kitchen or take some to Roppi. He wasn't even sure if he should bother Roppi when he needed his rest.
The house was quiet. He wasn't sure if the house was supposed to be this quiet but the silence was foreboding. Perhaps it was because he was at someone else's house… but the silence at his house wasn't so threatening. Granted, it was rarely silent, all with Delic making a ruckus all the time, either bringing guests in or teasing his two brothers with unfunny jokes. Even when Delic was out frolicking, their house still carried a warm atmosphere.
But this house was different. It was cold. Even with the lights turned on, the corners of the rooms were dark, the shadows lingering.
Tsuki wasn't sure what this house's etiquette was since everyone was so different from what he was used to. He decided in the end to sit at the table where Roppi was at just moments before and ate his soup in silence, the broth the only thing that warmed him up in this house.
After he finished, he cleaned up the kitchen. There was still some soup left because Roppi had made too much for one person but just enough for two.
Tsuki wasn't sure if he was being presumptuous but it did make him wonder if Roppi had intended for them to eat together. Scooping up the rest into a bowl, he decided to visit Roppi in his room.
He knocked on the door, the rap too loud in the quiet house as he softly spoke, "Roppi-san… are you asleep? May I come in?"
There was only more silence.
Tsuki politely knocked twice more before he decided to be brave and open the door. Besides, he was curious about Roppi's room.
The door creaked as if opening to a haunted room. At first, Tsuki thought the lights were off because it was black inside. Then to his startled realization, he noticed the room itself was black. No, rather, it was scorched. There were some fraying and yellowing wallpapers that showed that the room was once covered in white walls. But now there was only black, the marks running from the sub-center and crawling up the walls and to the ceiling like legs of a giant spider towering over its prey.
Shivering, Tsuki closed the door behind him, slightly confused as to why they have not yet fixed the room since the 'fire accident' event.
Instead he focused his attention on the man propped up on his bed, staring at the closed window. He wasn't asleep.
"Roppi-san? Erm… I wasn't sure if you made the soup for the two of us but I gathered… that…you might… have…" Tsuki's voice thinned out near the end and trailed off as he watched the man stare out at the closed window, his eyes unfocused.
"Roppi-san?" Tsuki walked over, setting the bowl next to the nightstand. As he stood next to him, he heard the raven mutter, "I can't see the light anymore."
"Oh, you mean the stars?" Tsuki looked at the window, confused why he didn't open them. So he pushed the windows open for Roppi.
Suddenly light flooded the dark room as they both looked out, the April meteor showers illuminating the sky as the silvery threads streaked across, piercing the darkness.
"It's… beautiful." Roppi's eyes softened, longing for the light.
Tsuki looked back at Roppi's face, still confused as to… well everything. What was Roppi truly sick with? Why did he have such a longing face? Why did he look so hurt?
"Exactly how much do you know about him?"
Hibiya's words rang in his ears and Tsuki's heart ached.
'That's why I'm here aren't I? To get to know him.' Tsuki told himself, determined.
"Ah, Roppi-san… I brought you some soup. Are you hungry?"
Roppi looked away from the window to stare at Tsuki's face. His eyes looked a bit vacant, as if the owner was not home. Tsuki puffed up his chest and looked determined not to back down. Roppi was sick, this was no time for him to worry about himself.
"Here," he said as Tsuki sat next to Roppi on the bed with the soup and spoon. He took a scoop and blew it cool. He brought the spoon near those thin lips and watched them part to swallow the warm liquid.
"Do you like it?"
Roppi merely nodded in response. Though he looked as if his mind was absent, he was responding properly. With a bit more courage, Tsuki chattered, filling the silence of the room with his voice.
"Ah, that's good. Well, you made it Roppi-san so I guess asking if it's good or not is a bit weird, hahaha. I really liked it." Tsuki continued to blow on the soup and held up the spoon to Roppi's lips. He silently drank the soup little by little until he was done. Once finished, Tsuki lowered the bowl back to the table and wondered what he should do. Should he explain why he was here? Then Tsuki wondered if he was being a bother being in the room. He wasn't sure what he should do while he stayed as a guest. He had came because he wanted to see Roppi and try to nurse him but… Tsuki wasn't sure how he was going to do that either.
"Ah… did you need your rest Roppi-san? P-perhaps I should leave so you could sleep?" Tsuki laughed nervously.
The older man regarded him quietly at first then spoke softly, "I am not sleepy."
"Ah… why not? Did you sleep earlier?" Tsuki asked, trying to see if he could get the conversation going. He wasn't really good at talking, that was Delic's job. He was more of a listener, or so he thought.
"No, I don't sleep."
"You don't? Why? Aren't you tired?"
"Because I'll have nightmares," Roppi replied simply without a hint of emotion. It was as if he had said "I mowed the grass today," a simple fact and nothing more.
Tsuki stared, not quite sure how to reply to that.
"Do you… always have nightmares?"
Roppi nodded.
"When was… the last time you slept, Roppi-san?"
The dark haired man lowered his gaze. "I don't remember."
Tsuki stared down at those two hands folded neatly on Roppi's lap. He swallowed hard, his fingers lightly curling indecisively before Tsuki gently reached out and carefully settled his hand on top of Roppi's. "I… I'll stay here with you while you sleep Roppi-san… if it would help."
Roppi looked up to meet Tsuki's gaze, his eyes wistful. Their eyes locked for what seemed like a second of eternity, finding comfort in the unwavering gaze.
The star of Vega simply nodded, reclined back and closed his eyes.
Tsuki's heart raced as he watched the man calmly lay on his pillow.
Trust.
He had finally earned Roppi's trust.
With a small awkward smile forming on his lips, he giddily slipped down and sat on the chair next to the bed. Noting that his hand still had not left Roppi's, Tsuki pondered for a second if he should remove it. But considering the man had not said no, Tsuki decided to leave it there, his hand warming up those two cold hands.
Tsuki laid his head on his outstretched arm and watched Roppi fall into even breathing and drift into sleep. He watched happily, memorizing the beautiful face that made his heart soar, before he too closed his eyes unknowingly and drifted into sleep with the sound of falling stars a constant melody to his ears.
Locked.
I'm locked away.
He locks the door behind him and comes closer, each step loud as a thunder in the silent room.
"Don't…" I plead.
I beg.
I watch as he climbs up on the bed.
I watch as his hands slip under my shirt, pulling them above my head.
They roam.
Like black widow spiders, they crawl on top of my skin, spinning a web as I'm tangled in this bed sheet, unable to move, unable to run and unable to fight back.
With the shirt covering my vision I let out a stuttering gasp.
A pinch.
A suck.
A nip.
My pants are pulled as he spreads apart my legs, hooking them on his shoulders.
Don't…
Don't… please….
Don't….!
"Roppi-san! Roppi-san!"
Hachimenroppi was shaken awake as he blinked open his eyes, glad to see that his vision wasn't covered. He looked up, confused as he stared up at those concerned crimson eyes as the fair-haired boy stared down at him. Tsuki's hand stroked Roppi's cheeks and the older man blinked in surprise as the tears rolled down. He didn't know why he was crying.
"Roppi-san, are you okay? It looked like you were having a bad dream… so I woke you up."
Roppi pushed himself up and sat. His hands trembled as he brought them to his face, wiping away the tears he wasn't sure why he had.
"Are you… okay? Did you have another nightmare?"
Roppi nodded without speaking.
"Do you… want to talk about it?" Tsuki wasn't sure if he should ask but… some people preferred to rant when they have problems, right?
But no. Roppi shook his head, declining Tsuki's kind offer.
"Let me get you a glass of wat…" Tsuki got up to leave.
Immediately Roppi reached out and grabbed at the hem of Tsuki's scarf, stopping him. Tsuki turned around, surprised as Roppi too looked up, also surprised at his own reaction. He quickly let go and slid back to the corner of his bed, his face turned away in embarrassment.
"Would… you rather I stay, Roppi-san?" Tsuki asked gently as he sat on the bed and leaned forward. He watched the quiet man, waiting for any response. The older man was trembling, shaking violently as if he was cold.
Tsuki wanted to hug him.
Tell him that it was alright.
Normally Tsuki scold himself for such a greedy and selfish thought. Especially since Roppi did not voice that he wanted an embrace.
But that small gesture where he had reached out and grabbed the scarf…
Tsuki leaned forward, climbing up on the bed carefully, his eyes trained on the quivering man. He made his way closer, little by little, so that Roppi had time to say no if he didn't want it.
Quietly, without speaking, Tsuki spread his arms and gathered the trembling man close, letting Roppi lean against him. Tsuki was glad that he was taller and bigger now, his chest large enough to cushion the voiceless man.
"It's alright Roppi-san. I'm here," Tsuki spoke softly, as if speaking to a recently rescued cat that was up in a tree for hours, frightened out of its mind.
Roppi continued to tremble but it subsided slowly as Tsuki's hand brushed his raven hair. His cold body warmed up to his touches as he relaxed and breathed in. A hesitant hand pulled up to cling to Tsuki's shirt and Roppi drifted back into sleep at the sound of the calmly beating heart of the blond.
