I actually have this sitting in my laptop for months now, mainly because it was a part of the stories on the spending habits of the Department members. But seeing that I haven't uploaded in a month because I was getting ready for a convention, I could show you this piece with some minor changes. For a better foundation of the setting.
Ikeda and Gakushu's interactions give me joy. And it gives me an excuse to write more of Ikeda being Ikeda.
One passing momen
"Hey Shu!" A man's voice yelled into the poor boy's ears.
The boy had a bad night of drink last night, that being he was dragged. That being he was dragged into the annual Christmas drinking party game. Dragged by the legs under the handling a certain pair who happened to be Russian and German, who also just happened to have black hair resembling of a bird's nest and with long blonde hair as he clawed at the ground as he desperately tried to prolong the inevitable.
Their drinking games. He didn't even know how he was back in his room, in his nice warm bed as he was content as of now. He probably didn't even change out from the clothes, more specifically his costume from yesterday's endeavour. Alcohol was a scary thing.
"Five… more minutes." Gakushu sleepy and cutely replied, he weakly slapped the man off, though he missed but he was too tired to care. Not that it would had done much damage in the first place.
"Oh Shu~ Wake up." The touch on his shoulder was not gentle, it was rocking him side to side. Gakushu still affected by the alcohol and sleep, he couldn't hear the voice properly as it became distorted.
"I know that you have the week off." He swore that the voice sounded familiar, but he was more inclined to go back to sleep as much as it grated on his nerves.
"Go away."
"Come on, I even got a box of that expensive chocolate you like. Oh! And you got see my new car too!" There was only one person who buys a new fancy and expensive sports car every other month on a whim.
'…No.' Gakushu prayed to the heavens that it wasn't who he thinks it was.
"Shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~" The man droned on one of his many nicknames, a nickname more commonly used by one man. He blinked one eye opened like a hawk, he glanced up and there he was. Ikeda, his light layered hair, the designer black suits, and that shit-eating grin looming over him.
'… Shit.' Gakushu cursed back at the heavens for this betrayal.
"Go away Ikeda!" Gakushu grumbled, his voice muffled as he clutched to his blanket and he buried himself deep into the warm confides of his bed.
"Come on Shu!" Clearly Ikeda didn't hear his pleads as he shook him back and forth. The hang overed strawberry blonde could already imagine the man's fake crocodile tears and the wobble libs. He really wanted to punch his teeth in.
"It's Gakushu." He said through his fluffy pillow. "And how the fuck did you get into my room!?"
"Ah, you know that I got a key to your room."
"I need to get my lock changed." Gakushu grumbled expectedly.
"I know a guy who happens to be a locksmith." Ikeda casually mentioned. He held up his arms in surrender as he shrugged his shoulders. "Turns out he really likes barbie dolls, especially vintage ones. Cost me a bit to get those for Christmas but hey, I'm not judging.".
"Come on! Spend some time with your awesome big brother!" Ikeda cried out with tears. He puckered up his lips to create a dramatic pout.
"You mean a very distance cousin." Gakushu corrected, as he clung to the warm of his bed that felt like a soft sea of clouds this morning. He would be kicking at the man but his legs were also still asleep. He also would be using his pillow to throw it at the man's handsome face, but it was his pillow.
"What am I doing! Talking out here! Today's a special day!" Ikeda let out an exaggerated gasp. He lightly slapped himself on the top of his head. "I even got the day off for it. I just got off my assignment from Mexico."
"I just drank last night!" Gakushu screamed as he hid himself under his blanket, his knees close to his chest and back turned away from the light-haired man.
"I'm impressed…?" The boy could already see the look of surprised on the man's face, almost worrying for the young reaper before him for acting out uncharacteristically. Usually the cinnamon roll that was Gakushu Asano would usually be kicking and screaming, running in terror to escape the drinking games of Ivan and Lucia. "Did you run Forrest?"
Gakushu scoffed. "Of course, I ran pudding thief. I don't want to be drowned in whiskey or bathing in gin and tonic. I just got caught… as usual."
Fun fact, in the rare instances Gakushu did managed to escape the clutches of the black-haired Russian and blonde-haired German, Ikeda would try to fend the two off as he escaped if he was around and free from assignments and shifts.
He would always scream "Run Forrest, run!" As if it would help the boy to run faster… It never worked, especially when you were up against two former secret police officers and their minds fuelled with the prospect of their drinking games and fun motto of 'the more, the merrier'.
"Can I bribe you with some chocolate? I left a box of Le Grand Louis XVI on your kitchen table~" Ikeda playfully sang as he tapped into Gakushu inner sweet tooth. "I will need some help on buying some catch-up Christmas presents."
Gakushu almost leaped out of bed to rush for those chocolates, playing into Ikeda's offer but he also likes to call it as a bribery. Le grand Louis XVI by Debauve & Gallasi, that chocolate set cost $900 dollars. He could already taste the richness of the dark chocolate that boasted of 99% cocoa. The chocolate with a deep history, that had supplied to many French royals, such as the likes of Napoleon.
However, a piercing pain seared through the boy's head, clearly from last night's drunken adventures with a certain pair that he should be worried about for their livers. Alcohol is scary. He swore that his hair smelt like vodka. And the comforts of his bed were outweighing the immediate consumption of chocolate. He could have it for lunch instead.
'But… he would probably go steal it…' Gakushu grumble at such a thought, but he needed his sleep and he was drifting into slumber.
"Christmas has passed." Gakushu tiredly murmured. "Just let be have my sleep before I would go back to work."
"No, not that." Ikeda sang as he ripped off his beloved blanket. "Come on! We can't miss out on the Boxing day shopping spree."
The light from his ceiling came down and burns his eye-sockets. In this moment of weakness as he quickly covered his face with his arms, it left him defenceless to the likes of the pudding-thief-bastard. "And it's time to try out my new car! I got me a Bugatti Veyron!"
The Bugatti Veyron, one of the most seminal supercars of the 21st century. With only 270 examples of the original 16.4 Veyron variant were produced. It is one of the fastest and one of the most expensive cars in the world, $1.7 million dollars. He would have gone and brought it's the Mansory Vivere edition, but only two had ever been created and was already brought. Also, of course he would had easily threw that $3.4 million dollars out of the window for the car.
"At least give me a chance to shower!" Gakushu screamed at the top of his lungs as he was dragged away by legs.
"God damn it Ikeda! I'm still wearing a fucking sexy nurse's outfit!"
Gakushu could see nothing excitable on the man's front page. The two were seated at one of the most high-end cafes in New York City. He sat in front of the boy by the window, drinking in the scenery of the morning traffic of both the people and the road. Today's breakfast eggs benedict with black coffee. Gakushu decided for the vanilla cream French toast.
Outside was what he described as chaotic, with the Boxing Day shopping spree, the only reason when the café was not bursting with activity from consumers was that this café was more expensive than the average diner. Although Gakushu had to admit, albeit begrudgingly, this morning has been pleasant even when Ikeda dragged him out of the warm cocoon that was his strawberry printed blanket.
"Hey, Shu, is mayonnaise an instrument?" Ikeda blatantly asked, his head still glued his paper and no eye-contact made with the young strawberry blonde. However, Gakushu could see how Ikeda's gloved hand shook as he tightly grasped at the paper. He could imagine how Ikeda was biting on his lip
"Spongebob season two, episode 15, Band Geeks." Gakushu simply replied, he didn't even look up from his breakfast as he worked to cut it in delicious smaller pieces with his fork and knife.
"No Patrick, mayonnaise is not an instrument."
Before Ikeda could utter a single word or pop his head out from his paper, Gakushu could feel the man's smug smirk and he decided to cut to the chase, "Horse-radish is not an instrument either."
"But you know, mayonnaise can be an instrument. Have you seen that video from-?"
"No, I haven't." The strawberry blonde reaper said bluntly. "I was busy on binge-watching Dining with Banish for some cooking inspiration. And it's Gakushu." He added that last part with a hint of open annoyance, clearly directed to the light-haired male
"Of course." Ikeda scoffed, Gakushu sadly knew it was to that request. He would go and break the man's rib but; A, they were in a public setting. B, both weren't wearing non-reaper uniforms and thereby re-enforcing A. And C, Ikeda brought him breakfast. That and he also brought him some chocolate to go along with his sugary breakfast.
'Curse you, pudding thief! And curse you for your good looks!' The boy grumbled, Ikeda presumed it was because the boy knew that he would be forever be called as 'Shu' by his awesome big brother. That was partly, but it was also Gakushu berating himself for even thinking that Ikeda was attractive. With that tailored-fitted black suit, his jacket was unbuttoned and underneath was a turquoise vest matched with a white tie-
'Stupid Shu! Stop thinking him as attractive!' Gakushu on the outside looked to be calm, as calm as he could be when Ikeda was acting civilly. However, on the inside there was a raging mental battle. 'But look at that broad chest, imagine how toned does muscles would be. Imagine him as a body pillow-'
'That would be- Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!'
After the dating operation with Noctis failed to make Iggy jealous, Gakushu Asano had come to terms of his… preferences, but he didn't like that he was finding the pudding thief, the annoying distant 'cousin', fucking Ikeda as attractive. And god forbid Gretel finding this out about him, no she wasn't homophobic, she just get really excited when she was on her matchmaking business. Although he had doubts on that, and she was probably that she knew that fact by pretending to match-make with the other genders, she was probably doing that to add some female friends onto the friendship list.
Some silence went by as the two minded their own business, Ikeda skimming through his paper for any sort of interesting story and Gakushu quickly losing to his mental battles. "Hey Shu, I just realised something…" Ikeda spoke once more, as he popped his head out of his morning newspaper. "About Patrick Star."
"Of what?" Gakushu had no idea where this was going, this was one of the most random conversations he had with the light-haired attractive man- 'Damn you Ikeda!'
"Why he is like, you know? A bit dumb in the show."
"A bit dumb?"
"Okay, lots." Ikeda let out his annoying signature laugh, as he folded up his newspaper and setting it on the table besides his coffee with a hearable thub.
'This is too early in the morning.' Gakushu thought to himself as he massaged his temple to help ease the incoming headache.
Gakushu stabbed a piece of his French toast with his fork. "Enlighten me then." He adverted his eyes on the man in front of him with a bored expression. He didn't like of how Ikeda looked as if he had worked out the theory of relatively.
"Because he lives under a rock." Ikeda answere
"…"
Gakushu felt that the air was suck right out from his lungs, his words stolen and replaced instead with silence.
"…"
The strawberry blonde dropped his fork, for a moment forgetting his breakfast as he stared back at Ikeda's neon green eyes with shock and bewilderment. His mouth gaped opened like a goldfish, a cute goldfish Ikeda happily noted.
"…"
He tried to speak but he couldn't muster up the words, he opened and closed his mouth a few more times
"I know right! It's like the universe had finally gave me life answers."
I love these two.
