*grumbles* Stupid sister ended up freezing the comp before I could save. I've had to rewrite the later half twice now.... Yes. *stamps brownie points onto Mai's forehead* You wanted those, right? *cough* And I'm glad you guys like my characterization of Tatsuha and Ryuuichi. ^_^;;
It's also come to my attention that Yuki actually calls Touma "Seguchi." *shrug* It doesn't seem like an important enough detail to go back and change. I'll just stick with Touma, and make sure not to repeat my mistakes elsewhere. ^_^
The Adventures of Sakuma Ryuuichiby Eike
Chapter 6
The train ride from Kyoto to Tokyo was only semi-eventful - Ryuuichi remembered having to constantly keep moving to keep away from Tatsuha's wandering hands, and that Yuki yelled and him when he and Shuuichi had started singing some of their songs. Oh, and the door slammed down on his finger, causing it to come off. But that wasn't so serious. The little girl had graciously been making a loud noise so he could easily find the body part again.
So here they were now, back in their home city. They had only one problem to solve before they would go and find the cure.
"So, where do I get to stay?"
Ryuuichi quickly shook his head. "My place is full, na no da! I don't have any extra space for visitors!"
Shuuichi looked a tad uncomfortable now. "But we don't really have any guest space either, do we, Yuki?"
Yuki shrugged. "We have space. But Tatsuha isn't staying with us. Just call Mika up and tell here you're here, I know that she and Touma live in a nice spacious apartment with room to spare."
Tatsuha grumbled at the three of them. "You all have plenty of space, and you won't take me in?"
Ryuuichi smiled apologetically. "You're scary, na no da! I don't want you to do something weird and scare Kumagorou. Kumagorou is already traumatized, because he's no longer a pretty pink color." A mangled sob escaped his lips. "Kumagorou... Kumagorou is going to need to be wheeled to E.R. soon. Ryuu-chan isn't sure how long his friend will live. Without this cure... without this cure, Kumagorou will leave us for good!"
"... Tatsuha, you stay with Sakuma. Maybe you can release some of your hormones while you're there." Ryuuichi stopped sobbing when he heard Yuki's words. It was a cons- ... consp- .... they were all against him, na no da! If Tatsuha stayed with him, then he'd end up changing for sure! He didn't want to, he didn't want to, he didn't want to!
Tatsuha smirked. "I bet you're shoving me off on Sakuma-sama just so you and Shuuichi can sleep around some more. I'll be glad to accept the offer though." Dai-fan-san turned and leered at him. Not good, not good!
"Tatsuha-san, maybe you should reconsider... I mean, at least wait until AFTER we've cured Sakuma-san! Or else you'd be having sex with a dead body!" Nani? Who was dead? Ryuuichi looked around. He didn't see any dead people. He didn't see anything dead, actually. What was Shuuichi talking about?
Before anything else could be said, Yuki was dragging Shuuichi down the streets towards their apartment. That left Ryuuichi, alone, on the street, with only Kumagorou in his backpack and Tatsuha next to him. Ryuuichi quickly scooted several feet away before the youth could try something.
A resigned sigh followed. "Follow me, na no da. I guess you'll have to stay at my place."
Ryuuichi pretended not to have heard the quiet "yes!" that Tatsuha emitted, but he did swat the hand away that strayed just a little to close to his ass. He cringed as he noticed his own mentality getting just a bit sharper, clearer - he didn't think he'd be able to ward his other side off now. He started walking, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he'd distract himself enough... the other side never came out unless there was a definite reason.
He noticed Tatsuha mumbling quietly to himself, "I'm going to Sakuma Ryuuichi's apartment, I'm going to sleep in the same place as Sakuma Ryuuichi, I get to..."
Sakuma slowly unlocked the door to his apartment, not sure if he knew what he was getting himself into. While a bit amusing, Tatsuha was not the kind of person he wanted to regularly hang out with. Not even Ryuu-chan could handle Tatsuha, so there was little chance that this obsessive boy wouldn't grate on his nerves.
"I'm in Sakuma Ryuuichi's apartment... somebody kill me now, I must be dreaming..."
Sakuma rolled his eyes. There was no way he would survive this night. He shoved Tatsuha towards the living room.
"The couch is there, sleep well," he told the boy, already on his way towards his bedroom. A tug on his arm stopped him. The tug didn't stop, and ended up pulling his arm out. Sakuma stifled a groan. He desperately needed to cure himself... and he should probably also somehow wash Kumagorou, if he wanted his other side to finally calm down.
"Sakuma-san... can I... um... sleep with you?" came the shy request. Shy as in pawing his body, unzipping his pants, and drooling over him.
"No. Even if you don't mind having sex with various dislodged body parts, I prefer to be completely intact! Besides, you're only sixteen."
The wandering hands stopped and fell back to their owner's sides. "I guess you're right. Necrophilia isn't really my thing." Tatsuha looked down at his feet. Sakuma felt almost sorry for the boy... until he lifted his head again, bright smile plastered onto his face and said "but if it's you, I'll be more than happy to make an exception!"
Sakuma didn't deem it worthy of an answer. He stomped off into his room and locked the door.
And suddenly remembered that his arm was still lying on the hall floor.
He briefly shuddered as his mind supplied him with images of what Tatsuha might do with it. But he didn't want to go out there again. Even if he wasn't able to change his clothes like this...
He finally decided that he would just sleep in his current clothes, creep out in the morning and grab his arm then. He snuggled into bed and pulled one of his other Kumagorous closer to him with his single arm.
Ryuuichi glanced around the corner. No sign of HIM. But no sign of IT either. Hmmm... he snuck into the hall, pressing his body close to the walls. It was harder to stay balanced without two hands, but he managed. He slowly peeked into the living room. The deep, even breathing coming from its occupant told him that the boy was still asleep. That was good. Tatsuha looked rather cute asleep, actually. He crept closer to examine the youth.
Aww, how cuuuuuuute. Tatsuha was snuggled up against his dead arm. Why, everything was twisted out of their joints, showing how abused they had been during the night. Ryuuichi was suddenly very very glad he had decided not to go out again yesterday.
But he did need his arm back. He'd never be able to change his clothes otherwise. And his chances of getting anything done with only one hand would be very limited. He didn't think he'd be able to sing like that either...
So Ryuuichi carefully, very carefully, reached out to grab his arm. Tatsuha rolled over, causing a sickening "pop" sound to come from the limb. Ryuuichi winced. He hoped nothing was broken... he ran to the other side of the couch and tried to reach his arm from there. No such luck. Tatsuha twisted again, whapping Ryuuichi on the face with the arm before settling into another position.
Ryuuichi managed to grab a hold of one of his fingers... he slowly pulled, inching his arm away from his obsessive fan...
The finger broke off. He had to bite down a curse, for fear of waking Tatsuha. He stuff the finger in his pocket and tried to reach his arm again.
Several attempts later Ryuuichi had managed to regain his hand and his fingers. The only thing missing now was his arm. He leaned forward and grabbed a hold of it. It took him a moment to realize that he had stupidly overbalanced himself, and was now falling straight onto the teenager. He closed his eyes and prepared himself for the impact.
He landed with a soft thud on Tatsuha. Said person gasped as the breath flew out of him, coming instantly awake.
"S-Sakuma-san! If you wanted to cuddle or something, you should have said so!"
Ryuuichi sweatdropped. "I just want my arm back! It's not fair!"
He could have sworn that Tatsuha laughed evilly, but it was over so quickly and seemed so uncharacteristic of the boy... oh, who was he kidding? He completely expected Tatsuha to break out in evil laughter.
Tatsuha smiled at him though. "I'm sorry, Sakuma-san. Here, let me help you..."
It wasn't that Ryuuichi didn't appreciate the help. But it was hard to sit still and let his arm be re-attached while the boy attempted to play footsies with him. It took a while, but they manage to put everything back where it belonged. And Ryuuichi made a mental note to stay as far away from Tatsuha as humanly possible.
-tsuzuku-
Waaah. So short. -_- I'm sorry. But this chapter was so incredibly hard to write. Stupid Sakuma wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote him in. THEN I couldn't get his characteristics like I wanted them. He ended up sounding more like Yuki than Sakuma. *sighs* Plus, I have this completely awesome Saiyuki idea I desperately want written... I guess I should go do that myself -_-.