AN3: I wrote this just before ffn crashed and I've been adding some ANs each time i tried to post so now there's a ridiculous amount of them... I'll be away for a week or so but after that i'll start updating regularly again... in case I can make a week without a connected compy...
I miss Krissie.......
AN: ::insert a crappy fanfare here:: Welcome to the second story-arc of Double Reflections!!! I want to take this opportunity to thank all those who have bothered reading this far!!! I love you all!!!!! And especially Krissie!!!!!!!! Oki, if you've read this far you probably knew it already...but that's beside the point... It's love that matters...
Gwah... Shouldn't have posted the last chapter without reading it through first... There's incredibly embaressing typos: one complete word missing and one too much cuz I accidentally didn't delete it when I changed some part of the phrase... ::goes hide in a corner face all red:: But good news: you'll get the final, edited version of Double Reflections on sweetdeily's page as soon as I've fixed it all... There'll probably be even some extra material...Double Reflections - Special Edition: Director's Cut!!! ::gets all delirious and goes away mumbling something insidious about re-releases:: actually, re-releases are cool...oki, that was beside the point...
AN2: Sorry, folks, things have been kinda screwed up and I haven't been able to get even near the compy. This chapter had been hanging around my hard-drive so long that I decided to risk it and sneak to the compy so I could post it. Sorry for not answering my mail for over a week, I should be able to write tomorrow.... I hope....
Special thanks for Xellas M. for checking my crappy grammar, it is highly appreciated!!! ...can't anyone else here give any kind of creative cricism....? ::hinthint::
Double Reflections
Chapter 11
He loves me, he loves me, he loves me! The thought pounded over and over in Genrou's head.
Genrou was jumping around the dormitory, making everyone else moan in agony. It was Sunday morning and most of the guys were suffering major hang-overs from the previous night's activities. Genrou, however, hadn't had one drop of booze because he had been completely lost in his reveries about Houjun. Everyone had probably thought he was high on something heavier than mere alcohol, as he had just sat in a corner with a goofy smile all night. Well, at least it had kept them from asking any questions.
Genrou was called back to Earth by a loud scream when he more or less accidentally jumped on Kouji's stomach. "D'ya have the slightest idea what time it is?!"
"It's 6:40 on Sunday morning, it's lovely weather, the sun is shining and-" The rest of Genrou's rant was cut off by Kouji's loud yell: "No!!!! Wait, fuck! Not the draperies!!!" It was too late already: the previously mentioned lovely sunshine filled the room causing everyone to try grabbing anything close at hand to draw over their heads.
"Guys, don't ya wanna see how beautiful the world is?" Genrou was still totally hyper.
"At this time of day I don't wanna see anythin' at all and especially not yer terrifyingly cheerful face hovering over me...", came Kouji's voice from under a pile of pillows.
"Losers!!! I'll go enjoy the wonders of nature by myself then, if ya all wanna keep wallowing in self-pity the whole day..."
"Good. Go have a nice, long walk, and when yer brains have caught up with ya, come back and keep yer mouth shut for the rest of the day."
"That's cold, man, cold..."
***
Houjun was smiling in the corner. He had come back from the showers just in time to see Genrou's perfomance. Part of him wished he could sometimes let it all go and do something as wild as everything the red-head did, but he just wasn't that kind of a person. Well, that wasn't exactly true. Houjun didn't really believe that people were destined to be stuck in just one role whole their lives. He mostly kept quiet only because he had no-one to fool around with. When Hikou and Kouran had been alive things had been totally different: he had been laughing and having fun just like any other teen-ager.
Maybe he should just try to do something to break out of his isolation. Even though he enjoyed being by himself Houjun had recently started to yearn more and more for any kind of human contact. Maybe the wounds in his soul were finally healing. With Tasuki's support he had overcome his fears bit by bit. It felt incredible that they had known each other for only a few weeks. With Tasuki on his side Houjun felt reborn.
***
Genrou was already half-way down the corridor when he remembered he hadn't actually written anything to Houjun. Well, there would be time... Houjun really loved him! Genrou didn't remember when he had last been feeling so good without his brain being filled with some chemical or another. Maybe he really didn't need any of that stuff. Houjun was ten times better!
Genrou was just playing with the idea of selling chibi Houjuns ("Cures your addictions! Solves your every problem!") when he suddenly heard foot-steps closing in behind him. The only other person who would be up this early in the weekend was -
"Houjun?"
The blue-haired man smiled at him. As far as Genrou remembered, it was the first time he had ever seen Houjun smile for real. His fake smiles always had this certain streched quality to them which the red-head had learned to spot after keeping observing Houjun for most of the time he should have been listening in class.
"That was quite a show you put up there."
What was this? Houjun talking to him voluntarily? This was too good to be true. Now he just had to be careful not to screw it up. "Sorry if I woke ya. But can't deny it was worth seeing their faces, ne?"
"Oh, it didn't bother me at all. I'm usually awake that early. I was actually on my way out when you started it. I love walking out here during sunrise and sunset, it's so peaceful. As you said, the world really is beautiful."
"Yeah... I only came to realize it a while ago." Genrou wanted to hit himself on the head with something. He sounded like some theatrical soap-opera! And if he kept saying stuff like that Houjun would soon count one plus one and get an interesting revelation and Genrou didn't feel he was up to the conversation that would probably ensue just yet.
"Would you like to come with me? There's a wonderful view from that hill over there, I doubt you have ever been there."
Did he want to go? Man, that was a hard question...
"I'd love to", Genrou said with a wide grin.
AN: Sorry guys, I decided to split this chapter in two parts... Originally there was going to be even another part of the story line stuffed into this chapter but it kinda got out of hands... I feel like those guys are living their own lives in my head from time to time... All I gotta do is watch them fooling around and type it down... I really love doing this fic... But now I digressed... What I was gonna say was that the reason I didn't put it all here at once is that I'm trying to keep these chapters pretty much equal size, about a thousand words each. Only chapter 7 was shorter but it wrked so well by itself that I decided it better not to tinker too much... It's the story that matters, not the words... Maybe I better shud up now......
Oh, one more thing: if someone asks just how thick Houjun is if he can't make the connection between Tasuki and the miraculously changed Genrou who pretty much tells him the same things as the bandit, I'll give you no comment... ::sweatdrop:: Actually I do have an explanation: as the whole fic is more or less about the different roles we play, Houjun is so used to just seeing Genrou as Genrou that he really wouldn't notice anything unless someone specifically pointed it out. Guys, it's a proven fact... Whee... Now I feel so clever... I actually filled one of my main plot-holes... And did almost one chapter's worth of author's notes.......just ignore me, oki?
I miss Krissie.......
AN: ::insert a crappy fanfare here:: Welcome to the second story-arc of Double Reflections!!! I want to take this opportunity to thank all those who have bothered reading this far!!! I love you all!!!!! And especially Krissie!!!!!!!! Oki, if you've read this far you probably knew it already...but that's beside the point... It's love that matters...
Gwah... Shouldn't have posted the last chapter without reading it through first... There's incredibly embaressing typos: one complete word missing and one too much cuz I accidentally didn't delete it when I changed some part of the phrase... ::goes hide in a corner face all red:: But good news: you'll get the final, edited version of Double Reflections on sweetdeily's page as soon as I've fixed it all... There'll probably be even some extra material...Double Reflections - Special Edition: Director's Cut!!! ::gets all delirious and goes away mumbling something insidious about re-releases:: actually, re-releases are cool...oki, that was beside the point...
AN2: Sorry, folks, things have been kinda screwed up and I haven't been able to get even near the compy. This chapter had been hanging around my hard-drive so long that I decided to risk it and sneak to the compy so I could post it. Sorry for not answering my mail for over a week, I should be able to write tomorrow.... I hope....
Special thanks for Xellas M. for checking my crappy grammar, it is highly appreciated!!! ...can't anyone else here give any kind of creative cricism....? ::hinthint::
Double Reflections
Chapter 11
He loves me, he loves me, he loves me! The thought pounded over and over in Genrou's head.
Genrou was jumping around the dormitory, making everyone else moan in agony. It was Sunday morning and most of the guys were suffering major hang-overs from the previous night's activities. Genrou, however, hadn't had one drop of booze because he had been completely lost in his reveries about Houjun. Everyone had probably thought he was high on something heavier than mere alcohol, as he had just sat in a corner with a goofy smile all night. Well, at least it had kept them from asking any questions.
Genrou was called back to Earth by a loud scream when he more or less accidentally jumped on Kouji's stomach. "D'ya have the slightest idea what time it is?!"
"It's 6:40 on Sunday morning, it's lovely weather, the sun is shining and-" The rest of Genrou's rant was cut off by Kouji's loud yell: "No!!!! Wait, fuck! Not the draperies!!!" It was too late already: the previously mentioned lovely sunshine filled the room causing everyone to try grabbing anything close at hand to draw over their heads.
"Guys, don't ya wanna see how beautiful the world is?" Genrou was still totally hyper.
"At this time of day I don't wanna see anythin' at all and especially not yer terrifyingly cheerful face hovering over me...", came Kouji's voice from under a pile of pillows.
"Losers!!! I'll go enjoy the wonders of nature by myself then, if ya all wanna keep wallowing in self-pity the whole day..."
"Good. Go have a nice, long walk, and when yer brains have caught up with ya, come back and keep yer mouth shut for the rest of the day."
"That's cold, man, cold..."
***
Houjun was smiling in the corner. He had come back from the showers just in time to see Genrou's perfomance. Part of him wished he could sometimes let it all go and do something as wild as everything the red-head did, but he just wasn't that kind of a person. Well, that wasn't exactly true. Houjun didn't really believe that people were destined to be stuck in just one role whole their lives. He mostly kept quiet only because he had no-one to fool around with. When Hikou and Kouran had been alive things had been totally different: he had been laughing and having fun just like any other teen-ager.
Maybe he should just try to do something to break out of his isolation. Even though he enjoyed being by himself Houjun had recently started to yearn more and more for any kind of human contact. Maybe the wounds in his soul were finally healing. With Tasuki's support he had overcome his fears bit by bit. It felt incredible that they had known each other for only a few weeks. With Tasuki on his side Houjun felt reborn.
***
Genrou was already half-way down the corridor when he remembered he hadn't actually written anything to Houjun. Well, there would be time... Houjun really loved him! Genrou didn't remember when he had last been feeling so good without his brain being filled with some chemical or another. Maybe he really didn't need any of that stuff. Houjun was ten times better!
Genrou was just playing with the idea of selling chibi Houjuns ("Cures your addictions! Solves your every problem!") when he suddenly heard foot-steps closing in behind him. The only other person who would be up this early in the weekend was -
"Houjun?"
The blue-haired man smiled at him. As far as Genrou remembered, it was the first time he had ever seen Houjun smile for real. His fake smiles always had this certain streched quality to them which the red-head had learned to spot after keeping observing Houjun for most of the time he should have been listening in class.
"That was quite a show you put up there."
What was this? Houjun talking to him voluntarily? This was too good to be true. Now he just had to be careful not to screw it up. "Sorry if I woke ya. But can't deny it was worth seeing their faces, ne?"
"Oh, it didn't bother me at all. I'm usually awake that early. I was actually on my way out when you started it. I love walking out here during sunrise and sunset, it's so peaceful. As you said, the world really is beautiful."
"Yeah... I only came to realize it a while ago." Genrou wanted to hit himself on the head with something. He sounded like some theatrical soap-opera! And if he kept saying stuff like that Houjun would soon count one plus one and get an interesting revelation and Genrou didn't feel he was up to the conversation that would probably ensue just yet.
"Would you like to come with me? There's a wonderful view from that hill over there, I doubt you have ever been there."
Did he want to go? Man, that was a hard question...
"I'd love to", Genrou said with a wide grin.
AN: Sorry guys, I decided to split this chapter in two parts... Originally there was going to be even another part of the story line stuffed into this chapter but it kinda got out of hands... I feel like those guys are living their own lives in my head from time to time... All I gotta do is watch them fooling around and type it down... I really love doing this fic... But now I digressed... What I was gonna say was that the reason I didn't put it all here at once is that I'm trying to keep these chapters pretty much equal size, about a thousand words each. Only chapter 7 was shorter but it wrked so well by itself that I decided it better not to tinker too much... It's the story that matters, not the words... Maybe I better shud up now......
Oh, one more thing: if someone asks just how thick Houjun is if he can't make the connection between Tasuki and the miraculously changed Genrou who pretty much tells him the same things as the bandit, I'll give you no comment... ::sweatdrop:: Actually I do have an explanation: as the whole fic is more or less about the different roles we play, Houjun is so used to just seeing Genrou as Genrou that he really wouldn't notice anything unless someone specifically pointed it out. Guys, it's a proven fact... Whee... Now I feel so clever... I actually filled one of my main plot-holes... And did almost one chapter's worth of author's notes.......just ignore me, oki?