AN: Yes, I'm aware that this installment took forever to get up. O.o I guess I just haven't been in my right mind lately. I mean, I've been able to read fan fiction, but when it came to actually working on mine, my brain just kinda ... well ... died. ^^;; But I've managed to resurrect it! I apologize for taking so long!
Guest Star in this chapter: Kouji! ^^;;; Okay, so he's not really a guest star, but he's back! o.o Sorry to all you Kouji fans out there who've been wondering where he's been! ~.~ Don't look at me like that... I swear I didn't forget I had him in this fic! ^_~V;;
DISCLAIMERS: Even after my very long absence, I still don't own FY. Sad, ain't it?
Genrou was quiet all through that lunch after finding out how Erik felt about certain types of relationships. He didn't hold it against him. In fact, he suspected that Erik would have those views. It figures that things were going too smoothly. Genrou sigh and pushed his plate away after finishing not even half of his food. There always had to be some sort of bump in the rode.
Regina blinked at that, and furrowed her brows as he worried gaze came to rest of the red head across the table from her. "Not hungry, Genrou?"
"Not really..."
"Is there something wrong?"
Genrou let his amber eyes flick briefly to Erik who sat with his attention caught up in the news paper and a can of soda in one hand. He seemed so laid back. Who would have thought that he would be close minded about his relationship with Dr. Ri?
"No," Genrou let out a sigh and stood up. "Do ya mind much if I go out fer a bit? I know it's a school night, so I won't stay out past ten."
Regina frowned, but shook her head. "No, I don't mind. Just be careful and check in, all right?"
Genrou nodded and took his plate to the sink in the kitchen before shuffling out the front door, closing it quietly behind him. Frowning more, Regina looked to Erik, reaching out with one hand to push the news paper down. Erik blinked a moment, confused by her expression. "What?"
"Did something happen today with Genrou? He seems a little down."
Erik tilted his head thoughtfully to one side, only to shrug his shoulders after a short elapse of time. "Not that I know of." He smiled a bit, watching as Regina bowed her head and started to wring her napkin in her lap. He set the paper aside and reached out, patting her on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it. You know how he is. He's probably just stressed over a test or something in school. He'll be just fine."
Regina smiled after a moment, comforted by Erik's word, and then stood and started gathering up the dishes. "You're right. I really do worry over nothing sometimes." She then made her way into the kitchen as Erik returned to his paper, unaware of the conversation he and Genrou had held earlier.
Kouji sighed as he trekked up the walk way to the front door of his house, dragging an oversized duffle bag behind him. He and his family had just returned from a visit to his relatives, and they somehow managed to deem him as the official "unloader of the luggage" person every time the got home. He wouldn't have minded if all the bags weren't so heavy. His mother had no idea what the term "light packing" meant. For a weekend vacation, she had packed enough clothes and other things to last them about two weeks. "Ya never know what might come up," Kouji mocked her in a falsetto voice as he tossed the bag up on the porch. "Damn! Nothin' ever comes up at grandma's house!"
He paused for a moment, and pressed his hands to his lower back, leaning back until it popped a bit, then gave a grunt of satisfaction as he straightened himself up. He blinked at a sudden mental image of him all hunched over like Quasimodo, but quickly pushed that thought out of mind and shuddered. "No way, Kouji! There ain't no way yer gonna look like that! Ever!"
"Talkin' t' yerself again?"
The blue-haired boy started at that and turned quickly, coming face to face with his best friend. "Genrou! Th' hell you doin' here?? Finally remember me or somethin'?" Kouji grinned from ear to ear. It had been a while since he last seen the red head. Ever since the other got involved with Dr. Ri, they hadn't done much hanging out. But Kouji didn't know that there was more between his best friend and the doctor. He was just under the impression that Genrou was devoting his time to his sessions. And being the nice guy he was, Kouji never pressed the other to do anything, though he did admit he was a bit upset by the sudden neglect, but that was because he had no clue as to what was happening.
Genrou shifted a bit in his spot and folded his arms over his chest, frowning. "Don't say it like that, Kouji... I've just been kinda busy is all."
The older boy grinned again and shook his head. "I was just fuckin' with ya." He blinked and looked over his companion for a moment, arching a brow as he noticed his pale, withdrawn appearance. They didn't even do their traditional dance they did after not seeing each other for some time. That meant there was something seriously wrong. "Genrou...? What's eatin' atcha?"
Genrou sighed and let his head drop forward, his arms falling back to his sides as well. "Is it that obvious?"
"Ya fergot that I've known ya fer a long time now. C'mere an' sit down with me an' tell me what's up. I need a break anyhow 'fore I break my fuckin' back."
The two boys took a seat on the bottom of the front stairs, and Kouji watched the other intently, both of them silent, waiting for him to speak. Genrou finally sighed again and looked up to his friend after raking his fingers through that shock of fire red hair of his. "Just some things have been happenin', an' I ain't too sure what t' do... It's confusin'."
"What sort o' things?" Kouji urged gently.
"Mostly stuff 'bout how I'm feelin'. I had a talk with Erik just 'fore I came here t' see ya."
"Whatcha talk 'bout with him?"
Genrou hesitated a moment and wrapped one of the draw strings of his sweater around the index finger of his right hand. "Well ... it's kinda interestin' really... Somethin' that I thought I'd never talk t' him about."
Kouji his friend some. "Okay, cut th' crap an' get t' the point."
Genrou stared at him for a moment, a slight trace of apprehension in his eyes, which reflected the inner turmoil of his emotions inside. Kouji managed to stifle a gasp of surprise. This was so not like the Genrou he knew so well. What in the world could have gotten his friend this worked up? "S'okay, Gen. Just tell me, an' I'll do th' best I can t' help ya."
The other slowly let out the breath he was holding and, and shook his head, annoyed that he couldn't come right out and say it, but he did the best he could. "We talked 'bout homosexuality." The red head winced as he looked up and caught sight of Kouji's shocked expression. It was painfully apparent that his best friend wasn't anticipating that answer. That notion was verified at Kouji's next exclamation.
"Th' hell ya talk 'bout somethin' like that fer??"
Genrou took a deep breath, closing his eyes briefly, gathering his courage and just let it all out, bracing himself for the others reaction beforehand. "Kouji.... I'm gay."
Kouji's eyes went wide in shock and he paled slightly. His jaw dropped suddenly, as if he were trying to say something, but no words came out. Genrou bit his bottom lip and looked away, immediately regretting telling his best friend the truth. He suddenly felt a surge of panic come over him at the thought that he would be rejected by the only person he thought would understand. His voice was almost a whisper when he spoke again to the mute, blue-haried boy. "You're all weirded out now, huh?"
Kouji shook his head, snapping himself out of his trance. He felt bad for responding that way, especially since he had assumed that about Genrou for some time now. It was strange the way he hung out with Dr. Ri and never gave a girl a second thought. "Naw, Genrou. Don't think that. I was just kinda surprised." He smiled and playfully ruffled the others hair. "Yer my best friend no matter what. We've been through too much t' call it quits over somethin' silly like this."
Genrou let out a breath of relief and couldn't resist hugging Kouji tightly. The blue-haired boy smiled warmly and returned the embrace. Genrou couldn't even begin to express how happy he was that his best friend understood and excepted him for who he was. It was almost too good to be true! "You're sure yer okay with this?"
"Yeah, I'm straight." Kouji blinked at what he said, then snickered and added, "No pun intended."
Genrou rolled his eyes and lightly socked his friend in the shoulder.
AN: .
Guest Star in this chapter: Kouji! ^^;;; Okay, so he's not really a guest star, but he's back! o.o Sorry to all you Kouji fans out there who've been wondering where he's been! ~.~ Don't look at me like that... I swear I didn't forget I had him in this fic! ^_~V;;
DISCLAIMERS: Even after my very long absence, I still don't own FY. Sad, ain't it?
Genrou was quiet all through that lunch after finding out how Erik felt about certain types of relationships. He didn't hold it against him. In fact, he suspected that Erik would have those views. It figures that things were going too smoothly. Genrou sigh and pushed his plate away after finishing not even half of his food. There always had to be some sort of bump in the rode.
Regina blinked at that, and furrowed her brows as he worried gaze came to rest of the red head across the table from her. "Not hungry, Genrou?"
"Not really..."
"Is there something wrong?"
Genrou let his amber eyes flick briefly to Erik who sat with his attention caught up in the news paper and a can of soda in one hand. He seemed so laid back. Who would have thought that he would be close minded about his relationship with Dr. Ri?
"No," Genrou let out a sigh and stood up. "Do ya mind much if I go out fer a bit? I know it's a school night, so I won't stay out past ten."
Regina frowned, but shook her head. "No, I don't mind. Just be careful and check in, all right?"
Genrou nodded and took his plate to the sink in the kitchen before shuffling out the front door, closing it quietly behind him. Frowning more, Regina looked to Erik, reaching out with one hand to push the news paper down. Erik blinked a moment, confused by her expression. "What?"
"Did something happen today with Genrou? He seems a little down."
Erik tilted his head thoughtfully to one side, only to shrug his shoulders after a short elapse of time. "Not that I know of." He smiled a bit, watching as Regina bowed her head and started to wring her napkin in her lap. He set the paper aside and reached out, patting her on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it. You know how he is. He's probably just stressed over a test or something in school. He'll be just fine."
Regina smiled after a moment, comforted by Erik's word, and then stood and started gathering up the dishes. "You're right. I really do worry over nothing sometimes." She then made her way into the kitchen as Erik returned to his paper, unaware of the conversation he and Genrou had held earlier.
Kouji sighed as he trekked up the walk way to the front door of his house, dragging an oversized duffle bag behind him. He and his family had just returned from a visit to his relatives, and they somehow managed to deem him as the official "unloader of the luggage" person every time the got home. He wouldn't have minded if all the bags weren't so heavy. His mother had no idea what the term "light packing" meant. For a weekend vacation, she had packed enough clothes and other things to last them about two weeks. "Ya never know what might come up," Kouji mocked her in a falsetto voice as he tossed the bag up on the porch. "Damn! Nothin' ever comes up at grandma's house!"
He paused for a moment, and pressed his hands to his lower back, leaning back until it popped a bit, then gave a grunt of satisfaction as he straightened himself up. He blinked at a sudden mental image of him all hunched over like Quasimodo, but quickly pushed that thought out of mind and shuddered. "No way, Kouji! There ain't no way yer gonna look like that! Ever!"
"Talkin' t' yerself again?"
The blue-haired boy started at that and turned quickly, coming face to face with his best friend. "Genrou! Th' hell you doin' here?? Finally remember me or somethin'?" Kouji grinned from ear to ear. It had been a while since he last seen the red head. Ever since the other got involved with Dr. Ri, they hadn't done much hanging out. But Kouji didn't know that there was more between his best friend and the doctor. He was just under the impression that Genrou was devoting his time to his sessions. And being the nice guy he was, Kouji never pressed the other to do anything, though he did admit he was a bit upset by the sudden neglect, but that was because he had no clue as to what was happening.
Genrou shifted a bit in his spot and folded his arms over his chest, frowning. "Don't say it like that, Kouji... I've just been kinda busy is all."
The older boy grinned again and shook his head. "I was just fuckin' with ya." He blinked and looked over his companion for a moment, arching a brow as he noticed his pale, withdrawn appearance. They didn't even do their traditional dance they did after not seeing each other for some time. That meant there was something seriously wrong. "Genrou...? What's eatin' atcha?"
Genrou sighed and let his head drop forward, his arms falling back to his sides as well. "Is it that obvious?"
"Ya fergot that I've known ya fer a long time now. C'mere an' sit down with me an' tell me what's up. I need a break anyhow 'fore I break my fuckin' back."
The two boys took a seat on the bottom of the front stairs, and Kouji watched the other intently, both of them silent, waiting for him to speak. Genrou finally sighed again and looked up to his friend after raking his fingers through that shock of fire red hair of his. "Just some things have been happenin', an' I ain't too sure what t' do... It's confusin'."
"What sort o' things?" Kouji urged gently.
"Mostly stuff 'bout how I'm feelin'. I had a talk with Erik just 'fore I came here t' see ya."
"Whatcha talk 'bout with him?"
Genrou hesitated a moment and wrapped one of the draw strings of his sweater around the index finger of his right hand. "Well ... it's kinda interestin' really... Somethin' that I thought I'd never talk t' him about."
Kouji his friend some. "Okay, cut th' crap an' get t' the point."
Genrou stared at him for a moment, a slight trace of apprehension in his eyes, which reflected the inner turmoil of his emotions inside. Kouji managed to stifle a gasp of surprise. This was so not like the Genrou he knew so well. What in the world could have gotten his friend this worked up? "S'okay, Gen. Just tell me, an' I'll do th' best I can t' help ya."
The other slowly let out the breath he was holding and, and shook his head, annoyed that he couldn't come right out and say it, but he did the best he could. "We talked 'bout homosexuality." The red head winced as he looked up and caught sight of Kouji's shocked expression. It was painfully apparent that his best friend wasn't anticipating that answer. That notion was verified at Kouji's next exclamation.
"Th' hell ya talk 'bout somethin' like that fer??"
Genrou took a deep breath, closing his eyes briefly, gathering his courage and just let it all out, bracing himself for the others reaction beforehand. "Kouji.... I'm gay."
Kouji's eyes went wide in shock and he paled slightly. His jaw dropped suddenly, as if he were trying to say something, but no words came out. Genrou bit his bottom lip and looked away, immediately regretting telling his best friend the truth. He suddenly felt a surge of panic come over him at the thought that he would be rejected by the only person he thought would understand. His voice was almost a whisper when he spoke again to the mute, blue-haried boy. "You're all weirded out now, huh?"
Kouji shook his head, snapping himself out of his trance. He felt bad for responding that way, especially since he had assumed that about Genrou for some time now. It was strange the way he hung out with Dr. Ri and never gave a girl a second thought. "Naw, Genrou. Don't think that. I was just kinda surprised." He smiled and playfully ruffled the others hair. "Yer my best friend no matter what. We've been through too much t' call it quits over somethin' silly like this."
Genrou let out a breath of relief and couldn't resist hugging Kouji tightly. The blue-haired boy smiled warmly and returned the embrace. Genrou couldn't even begin to express how happy he was that his best friend understood and excepted him for who he was. It was almost too good to be true! "You're sure yer okay with this?"
"Yeah, I'm straight." Kouji blinked at what he said, then snickered and added, "No pun intended."
Genrou rolled his eyes and lightly socked his friend in the shoulder.
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