AN: I can't believe it!!!!! 100 reviews!!!!!! I want to thank you all once again for supporting me and especially Krissie, mostly for being there... I really love you.... I finished most of this chapter around 5 o'clock in the morning after being writing to you for almost three hours... Now I really gotta go and take a nap...
Oh, BTW people, as especially this chapter came out pretty soon after the previous one, could you please do me a favour and review them seperately if you happen to find two new chapters at once? That magical little number right next to the word reviews is equal to my writing speed... If I'm not getting enough reviews I just might end up being cruel and wait until I've gotten a certain amount for each chapter before uploading the next one... I'm sorry, guys, you just were so great giving me feed-back that I got greedy...^_~
Double Reflections
Chapter 8
Houjun hurried down the corridor. He was almost late from his second meeting with Genrou, and he was still wondering whether it would be wiser not to show up at all. He was sure the red-head was after something, he wasn't the type who kept saving people just for fun. Houjun arrived to the door. Too late to turn back now.
***
Genrou looked up as Houjun opened the door. At least the boy looked like he was okay. Genrou hadn't had a chance to write for Houjun in three days, the longest time they had been 'separated' so far. He had been worrying if Houjun's self-destructive streak would surface without Tasuki continuously supporting him but the blue-haired boy seemed to cope well enough. Well, he had made it so far by himself... There wasn't really any reason for Genrou to suppose Houjun would get desperate just because he wasn't writing but it felt so nice to think that what he did really had a meaning to someone... It was one of the best feelings in his life so far.
***
Houjun was beginning to feel a bit uneasy. The lesson had now lasted for a bit more than an hour and the boy hadn't looked away from his face even once. He really couldn't believe Genrou was so interested in the effects of the feodal system in the daily life of a peasant. Maybe he'd better play it openly.
"Okay, Genrou. What is it that you want?"
***
Houjun's words hit him so suddenly that Genrou didn't even realise he'd changed the subject at first, he was just trying to figure out what his wants had to do with the feodal system when he finally realised what Houjun had said. He realised he had been engulfed in studying Houjun's features for the better part of an hour - Houjun's fault for being so damn intriguing... But that wouldn't really sound very clever if he said it out loud; he needed an explanation and he needed it fast. And it better be good.
"Please answer me."
I want you. Can't you see I'm - was he really falling for Houjun? He hadn't really thought it that way earlier but now that he realised it it made many of his recent actions seem a lot more reasonable. But he didn't have time to dwell on the subject right now and he definitely couldn't just blurp it out. He knew that the more he stalled the more awkward the situation would get.
"First of all I wanna apologise for that home-work comment. I've got no intention of any kind to force ya to do anything for me, I just said it to get those guys off your tail."
***
Houjun blinked. Now what was the red-head talking about? He vaguely remembered Genrou yelling something like that when he was lieing on the ground, but he hadn't really been paying much attention. Now it confused him even more.
"Then why are you acting so nice towards me if you are not pursuing any personal profit?"
***
"C'mon, ya can't really believe that everyone's like those assholes yesterday!" I'm not an' I want ya to see it, damn it! "Ya seem to think world is a really cruel place. Believe me, it's not that bad." Genrou said, offering a friendly smile. He desperately hoped it made Houjun feel better and also that it made the blue-haired man see him differently, at least a bit more closer to the truth. Somewhere deep in his mind Genrou had already decided he wouldn't tell Houjun that he was actually Tasuki before he had first made Houjun love him for what he was as Genrou. Another thing he wanted was for Houjun to find out the world to be at least a slightly better place. Genrou didn't want to see Houjun looking like he was on the brink of a breakdown all the time. Seeing Houjun in pain hurt him.
The fiery-haired boy looked up to meet Houjun's eyes. To his surprise Houjun was staring at the table, lost somewhere deep within himself. Had his words really had such an effect? He'd only meant them as a bit of an encouragement but now that Houjun was sitting there he looked just too damn kissable...
Genrou grabbed the edge of the table before he did anything he would have to regret later. "Well, I think we were stuck in the middle of the feodal system in eastern Europe... Ya know, I'm really tryin' to pass this class."
Of course he was trying. It was the only way he could stay close to Houjun.
AM: I hope it wasn't too messed up, I really haven't had enough sleep... I don't think there's much point in going back to bed as it's 5:44 already but I guess I should...
Well, guys, I just slept three hours and I'm hyper again. I'll start typing the next chapters but it will be at least a couple of days before I can post anything because I'm forced to visit my parents again... As for where this story is going, all I can say right now is that this is gonna be a hell of a long story-line and, yes, the rating might just get up...^_~ Okay, people, r&r, I'm happy even for flames... You can even mail me suggestions, if you want to. I'm not that scary, you know... And blatant praise is always welcome!!! ^_~
Oh, BTW people, as especially this chapter came out pretty soon after the previous one, could you please do me a favour and review them seperately if you happen to find two new chapters at once? That magical little number right next to the word reviews is equal to my writing speed... If I'm not getting enough reviews I just might end up being cruel and wait until I've gotten a certain amount for each chapter before uploading the next one... I'm sorry, guys, you just were so great giving me feed-back that I got greedy...^_~
Double Reflections
Chapter 8
Houjun hurried down the corridor. He was almost late from his second meeting with Genrou, and he was still wondering whether it would be wiser not to show up at all. He was sure the red-head was after something, he wasn't the type who kept saving people just for fun. Houjun arrived to the door. Too late to turn back now.
***
Genrou looked up as Houjun opened the door. At least the boy looked like he was okay. Genrou hadn't had a chance to write for Houjun in three days, the longest time they had been 'separated' so far. He had been worrying if Houjun's self-destructive streak would surface without Tasuki continuously supporting him but the blue-haired boy seemed to cope well enough. Well, he had made it so far by himself... There wasn't really any reason for Genrou to suppose Houjun would get desperate just because he wasn't writing but it felt so nice to think that what he did really had a meaning to someone... It was one of the best feelings in his life so far.
***
Houjun was beginning to feel a bit uneasy. The lesson had now lasted for a bit more than an hour and the boy hadn't looked away from his face even once. He really couldn't believe Genrou was so interested in the effects of the feodal system in the daily life of a peasant. Maybe he'd better play it openly.
"Okay, Genrou. What is it that you want?"
***
Houjun's words hit him so suddenly that Genrou didn't even realise he'd changed the subject at first, he was just trying to figure out what his wants had to do with the feodal system when he finally realised what Houjun had said. He realised he had been engulfed in studying Houjun's features for the better part of an hour - Houjun's fault for being so damn intriguing... But that wouldn't really sound very clever if he said it out loud; he needed an explanation and he needed it fast. And it better be good.
"Please answer me."
I want you. Can't you see I'm - was he really falling for Houjun? He hadn't really thought it that way earlier but now that he realised it it made many of his recent actions seem a lot more reasonable. But he didn't have time to dwell on the subject right now and he definitely couldn't just blurp it out. He knew that the more he stalled the more awkward the situation would get.
"First of all I wanna apologise for that home-work comment. I've got no intention of any kind to force ya to do anything for me, I just said it to get those guys off your tail."
***
Houjun blinked. Now what was the red-head talking about? He vaguely remembered Genrou yelling something like that when he was lieing on the ground, but he hadn't really been paying much attention. Now it confused him even more.
"Then why are you acting so nice towards me if you are not pursuing any personal profit?"
***
"C'mon, ya can't really believe that everyone's like those assholes yesterday!" I'm not an' I want ya to see it, damn it! "Ya seem to think world is a really cruel place. Believe me, it's not that bad." Genrou said, offering a friendly smile. He desperately hoped it made Houjun feel better and also that it made the blue-haired man see him differently, at least a bit more closer to the truth. Somewhere deep in his mind Genrou had already decided he wouldn't tell Houjun that he was actually Tasuki before he had first made Houjun love him for what he was as Genrou. Another thing he wanted was for Houjun to find out the world to be at least a slightly better place. Genrou didn't want to see Houjun looking like he was on the brink of a breakdown all the time. Seeing Houjun in pain hurt him.
The fiery-haired boy looked up to meet Houjun's eyes. To his surprise Houjun was staring at the table, lost somewhere deep within himself. Had his words really had such an effect? He'd only meant them as a bit of an encouragement but now that Houjun was sitting there he looked just too damn kissable...
Genrou grabbed the edge of the table before he did anything he would have to regret later. "Well, I think we were stuck in the middle of the feodal system in eastern Europe... Ya know, I'm really tryin' to pass this class."
Of course he was trying. It was the only way he could stay close to Houjun.
AM: I hope it wasn't too messed up, I really haven't had enough sleep... I don't think there's much point in going back to bed as it's 5:44 already but I guess I should...
Well, guys, I just slept three hours and I'm hyper again. I'll start typing the next chapters but it will be at least a couple of days before I can post anything because I'm forced to visit my parents again... As for where this story is going, all I can say right now is that this is gonna be a hell of a long story-line and, yes, the rating might just get up...^_~ Okay, people, r&r, I'm happy even for flames... You can even mail me suggestions, if you want to. I'm not that scary, you know... And blatant praise is always welcome!!! ^_~