AN2: I wrote this chapter ages ago, but I haven't been abe to post it cuz my connection's been down for almost a month now. ::shudders:: No idea how I'm still alive. I stayed over at the place I work in just so I could post this for you guys. I hope you guys appreciate my sacrifice ::starts playing the tragic hero:: Ah, yes, as I was just saying, expect the next update somewhere around 2009 cuz that's prolly when I'll get my compy connected again.... This isn't fair....::sob::
AN: Well guys, I just finished writing a nice interlude chapter which won't take place for a while, though... just needed a break from the main story-line, mostly cuz this chapter just didn't work... The extra-chapter came out just fine, though... I was having so much fun... let's just say that it takes place after the guys have already met...don't you just love the smell of fresh lemons in the wind? ^_~ ::goes away whistling innocently:: My ultimate goal is to make at least one person to get a nose-bleed once I get far enough in the story-line...^_~ Actually I think it's time for a little poll: do you want me to continue like this or speed up things a bit and get to the 'intersting' parts? I'm tempted to pick the latter one but it'd probably hurt the storyline... Hey, I'm trying to have an actual plot here... at least kinda... ::sweat-drop:: If my only goal would be to get these two guys screwing each other like rabbits, I wouldn't have written twelve chapters with them just talking...
Double Reflections
Chapter 12
Houjun led the way in silence. The questions in his mind kept him too distracted and besides, he had no idea as for what to say. Why had he asked Genrou to come with him in the first place? And more importantly, why had the red-head agreed to the invitation? Houjun could understand Genrou putting up a show like the one in the dormitory just to irritate everybody, but why would he want to spend the morning admiring the sun-rise with a loser like Houjun? Houjun wanted to ask all those questions but he couldn't blurb any of them out just like that. He had to come up with something to say, though, before the silence became too awkward.
***
"I just realized I still haven't thanked you for saving me back then."
Houjun's sudden remark made Genrou almost stumble over his own feet. Had Houjun worked out who he was? When he realized that Houjun was only talking about the thugs that had been bullying him a few days ago. Genrou felt so relieved for not having to start explaining anything that he just said the first thing that popped into his mind. Well, he always did that anyway...
"Oh, t'was my pleasure, feels kinda nice when ya can use your reputation for a good cause for once and besides, I don't that kinda jerks who keep picking on someone just cuz he's different. I mean, c'mon, everyone's different, that's kinda one of the main things in being human..."
Genrou wondered what Houjun might say if he knew the real reason why Genrou had suddenly started preaching about everybody's right to be what they were.
***
"It is nice to hear that you at least think that way. Most people can't even tolerate my presence because I make them feel uncomfortable." Houjun was quite sure that even Genrou would consider him as a freak as soon as the red-head found out he was gay. Even Houjun himself had been slightly shocked about this new discovery to his identity, but then he had started thinking that it really wasn't that big a deal. He was still the same person.
"That's cuz they're narrow-assed jerks who are scared of everyone different cuz being different means yer using yer own brain."
"You seem to have quite strong opinions on the subject."
"Well, I got my reasons..."
***
Genrou was wondering whether he should just tell Houjun he was gay, that would give a good explanation for the sudden changes in his behaviour, but it would feel so odd to just say it like that. And what if he had understood Houjun wrong? What if the blue-haired man didn't love him after all? Or maybe Houjun wanted to keep it just in the story. Maybe it was only words... Or what if Houjun thought he didn't need Tasuki anymore now that he didn't feel suicidal any longer?
He knew that Houjun probably waited him to continue but he didn't have the slightest idea as for what to say. Genrou tried desperately to come up with some way to switch the subject, but his mind was drawing a blank. What did normal people talk about? The weather? Genrou had never got the point of commenting on something that could be clearly seen by just looking around. Their families, maybe? That would probably lead to questions about Genrou's own family and even the thought made him wince.
Suddenly the ground disappeared from underneath him faster than a box of chocolate in front of a shoujo manga heroine. Genrou lost his footing, and grabbed Houjun's arm, trying to steady himself. Instead he ended up pulling them both down the hill-side. He had been so deep in thought that he hadn't noticed that they had been walking on the edge of a small cliff.
"God, Houjun, ya okay?"
"I believe the God is doing just fine but I hurt my shoulder...", came Houjun's weak voice from somewhere near Genrou's elbow. The red-head realized he had probably hit Houjun on the right side of his upper body. Houjun was now sitting up, kneading the muscles on the base of his neck.
Now Houjun would probably never want to see him again... Why did he have to be so god-damn clumsy?
"Here, lemme help ya up!" Genrou offered his hand to Houjun and almost forgot to pull the other man up from the ground, marvelling Houjun's lean but strong fingers. "I'm so sorry, I should've watched where I was goin' but -" Genrou realized he was still holding Houjun's hand and let go immediately. He hoped Houjun hadn't noticed anything.
"It was nothing, really. I am perfectly alright."
The hell you are, Genrou wanted to say but decided it better to keep his mouth shut for once. They walked the rest of the way in silence, Houjun apparently completely oblivious to the worried look in Genrou's eyes.
AN: Wheehee!!!!! I'm so proud of myself!!!! I resisted the temptation to make Genrou land on top of Houjun!! I actually avoided one cliché!!! There's even a very good reason for it, you'll see it in the next chapter, which I'm gonna start writing straight away. I'm on a roll! And I didn't even make them sit under a tree admiring the sun-rise... That would've been too out of character for Genrou... well, not really, but - oki, even I don't know what I'm trying to say so let's just drop it... probably that too much fluff this early in the storyline would feel kinda out of place and the guys haven't really had any real trouble yet... something in it didn't come out quite the way I wanted, though, but I'm too lazy to fix it... ::decides to go search for her brains which have apparently gone to a vacation in Peru:: I know only Krissie will get that one... I love you...
AN: Well guys, I just finished writing a nice interlude chapter which won't take place for a while, though... just needed a break from the main story-line, mostly cuz this chapter just didn't work... The extra-chapter came out just fine, though... I was having so much fun... let's just say that it takes place after the guys have already met...don't you just love the smell of fresh lemons in the wind? ^_~ ::goes away whistling innocently:: My ultimate goal is to make at least one person to get a nose-bleed once I get far enough in the story-line...^_~ Actually I think it's time for a little poll: do you want me to continue like this or speed up things a bit and get to the 'intersting' parts? I'm tempted to pick the latter one but it'd probably hurt the storyline... Hey, I'm trying to have an actual plot here... at least kinda... ::sweat-drop:: If my only goal would be to get these two guys screwing each other like rabbits, I wouldn't have written twelve chapters with them just talking...
Double Reflections
Chapter 12
Houjun led the way in silence. The questions in his mind kept him too distracted and besides, he had no idea as for what to say. Why had he asked Genrou to come with him in the first place? And more importantly, why had the red-head agreed to the invitation? Houjun could understand Genrou putting up a show like the one in the dormitory just to irritate everybody, but why would he want to spend the morning admiring the sun-rise with a loser like Houjun? Houjun wanted to ask all those questions but he couldn't blurb any of them out just like that. He had to come up with something to say, though, before the silence became too awkward.
***
"I just realized I still haven't thanked you for saving me back then."
Houjun's sudden remark made Genrou almost stumble over his own feet. Had Houjun worked out who he was? When he realized that Houjun was only talking about the thugs that had been bullying him a few days ago. Genrou felt so relieved for not having to start explaining anything that he just said the first thing that popped into his mind. Well, he always did that anyway...
"Oh, t'was my pleasure, feels kinda nice when ya can use your reputation for a good cause for once and besides, I don't that kinda jerks who keep picking on someone just cuz he's different. I mean, c'mon, everyone's different, that's kinda one of the main things in being human..."
Genrou wondered what Houjun might say if he knew the real reason why Genrou had suddenly started preaching about everybody's right to be what they were.
***
"It is nice to hear that you at least think that way. Most people can't even tolerate my presence because I make them feel uncomfortable." Houjun was quite sure that even Genrou would consider him as a freak as soon as the red-head found out he was gay. Even Houjun himself had been slightly shocked about this new discovery to his identity, but then he had started thinking that it really wasn't that big a deal. He was still the same person.
"That's cuz they're narrow-assed jerks who are scared of everyone different cuz being different means yer using yer own brain."
"You seem to have quite strong opinions on the subject."
"Well, I got my reasons..."
***
Genrou was wondering whether he should just tell Houjun he was gay, that would give a good explanation for the sudden changes in his behaviour, but it would feel so odd to just say it like that. And what if he had understood Houjun wrong? What if the blue-haired man didn't love him after all? Or maybe Houjun wanted to keep it just in the story. Maybe it was only words... Or what if Houjun thought he didn't need Tasuki anymore now that he didn't feel suicidal any longer?
He knew that Houjun probably waited him to continue but he didn't have the slightest idea as for what to say. Genrou tried desperately to come up with some way to switch the subject, but his mind was drawing a blank. What did normal people talk about? The weather? Genrou had never got the point of commenting on something that could be clearly seen by just looking around. Their families, maybe? That would probably lead to questions about Genrou's own family and even the thought made him wince.
Suddenly the ground disappeared from underneath him faster than a box of chocolate in front of a shoujo manga heroine. Genrou lost his footing, and grabbed Houjun's arm, trying to steady himself. Instead he ended up pulling them both down the hill-side. He had been so deep in thought that he hadn't noticed that they had been walking on the edge of a small cliff.
"God, Houjun, ya okay?"
"I believe the God is doing just fine but I hurt my shoulder...", came Houjun's weak voice from somewhere near Genrou's elbow. The red-head realized he had probably hit Houjun on the right side of his upper body. Houjun was now sitting up, kneading the muscles on the base of his neck.
Now Houjun would probably never want to see him again... Why did he have to be so god-damn clumsy?
"Here, lemme help ya up!" Genrou offered his hand to Houjun and almost forgot to pull the other man up from the ground, marvelling Houjun's lean but strong fingers. "I'm so sorry, I should've watched where I was goin' but -" Genrou realized he was still holding Houjun's hand and let go immediately. He hoped Houjun hadn't noticed anything.
"It was nothing, really. I am perfectly alright."
The hell you are, Genrou wanted to say but decided it better to keep his mouth shut for once. They walked the rest of the way in silence, Houjun apparently completely oblivious to the worried look in Genrou's eyes.
AN: Wheehee!!!!! I'm so proud of myself!!!! I resisted the temptation to make Genrou land on top of Houjun!! I actually avoided one cliché!!! There's even a very good reason for it, you'll see it in the next chapter, which I'm gonna start writing straight away. I'm on a roll! And I didn't even make them sit under a tree admiring the sun-rise... That would've been too out of character for Genrou... well, not really, but - oki, even I don't know what I'm trying to say so let's just drop it... probably that too much fluff this early in the storyline would feel kinda out of place and the guys haven't really had any real trouble yet... something in it didn't come out quite the way I wanted, though, but I'm too lazy to fix it... ::decides to go search for her brains which have apparently gone to a vacation in Peru:: I know only Krissie will get that one... I love you...