22:00 until Yuki Eiri reaches critical mass. (YE - SS = CM IN t (
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"Wa~ah! I'm bored Kumagarou!" Whined Ryuichi, and indeed this was an extremely volatile state of mind for Ryuichi to be in.
". . . ." Remarked Kumagarou acerbically.
"I KNOW!" Whined Ryuichi again in response, thinking that slightly-damp was an extremely volatile state of mind for Kumagarou to be in. They could be having fun! With Shuichi! Right now! Except for that mean Yuki.
Sure, Ryuichi might have been upset if his own Kuma-kuzzi was out of order (speaking of which he just HAD to get one of those installed) but he didn't have to get all mad 'n stuff and yell at Shu-chan! Now Shu-chan was all sulky and not fun.
". . ." Complained Kumagarou.
"Shu-ichi is all broken now!" Moaned Ryuichi. "But it's okay Kuma! Hiro will make Shu-chan alllll better!" Hiro was almost as good as a doctor! Except no needles. And the magazines in Hiro's weren't a zillion years old and didn't have all the puzzles done yet nanoda!
". . ."
"That's a great idea!" Cheered Ryuichi flinging aside a copy of Tokyo Beat which he had industriously been doodling Tohma hats on all the idols in. "I'll be Shu-chan!"
Pretending was so much fun!
"You can beeeeee. . . " Now. . . who was someone who Shuichi spent lots of time with? Shuichi spent lots of time with Ryuichi, but Kumagarou couldn't be Ryu-chan! That'd just be weird . . . like talking to yourself! "Mou. . . you can be Yuki-chan!"
". . ." Pointed out Kumagarou. It only felt right to add the '-chan' since it was Kumagarou 'n all but Shuichi had advised Ryuichi never to address Yuki as Yuki-chan.
"So desu. . . ." Now. . . how would Shu-chan do it? Ah! "Yuki-sama!" Ryuichi glomped Kumagarou.
". . ." Remarked Kumagarou. Coldly.
"Gomen ne?" Chirped Ryuichi. "Ne? Ne? Yuki?"
". . ." Ryuichi eeped mentally when Kumagarou called him baka. Kuma was so good at this!
"You're so great and wonderful Yuki! You're the most wonderfullest . . . " What was it Yuki did again? Oh yeah! "Typer-guy in the world!" Ryuichi tentatively seated Kumagarou at Hiro's computer. "And the best lover ever! And . . . really good and stuff." Yeah. That was what Shuichi said alllll the time so it had to be true. Of course. . . Ryuichi didn't know what was so wonderful about someone typing. In order to try to understand Shu-chan better (no offense, but the kid was a little spaced out sometimes na no da) he had spent six whole hours staring at Tohma's secretary. Ryuichi still didn't get it. On day two of his stake-out Tohma said he wasn't allowed to do it anymore 'cos the secretary quit 'n stuff, so he probably never would understand...
Kumagarou called Ryuichi a baka again . . .
. . . and promptly threw Ryuichi out of Hiro's apartment.
Perplexed, Ryuichi looked at the pavement appraisingly. Then he had an epiphany.
"THIS ISN'T FUN!" He yelled to nobody in particular. Despite the lack of avocation, several bypasses stared before averting their eyes and hurrying away. Ryuichi tried the doorknob only to find it locked. He scampered over to the window (also locked) and peered in at Kumagarou, still seated at Hiro's computer.
What the heck did Shuichi see in that guy?
If the incident with the secretary had taught Ryuichi anything, it was that you couldn't learn just by observing. For example, util he had 'become' Shuichi, he hadn't realized Yuki was such a meanie (well. . . mostly)! Maybe this was because of the constant brainwash he had received from Mika and Tohma, and later Shuichi, as to what a great guy Yuki was. All Lies! (Except Shu-chan . . . he was probably just deceived 'cos he was so cute 'n innocent 'n vulnerable 'n all.)
Therefore, if he was to help Shuichi, he must BECOME Shuichi! For real! So cool!
Leaving Kumagarou (the agony!) to serve as a decoy Yuki when Hiro and Shuichi came out (a decision aided by the fact that Kumagarou WAS on the other side of the locked door) Ryuichi began to PLOT the DOWNFALL of Yuki Eiri.
* * * * Sometime later (18:50:25)
Yuki simply stared at his late night visitor. It had been 5 hours 9 minutes and 35 seconds since he last saw Shuichi (not counting the music video he'd been . . . how would one put it and keep dignity? Ah yes . . . 'scrutinizing' for the last hour), but he was not yet desperate enough to accept this obvious fake.
"What's the matter Yuki?" Asked 'Shuichi' cutely, piku-pikuing in that endearingly vacant way that the real Shuichi did.
. . . but it WAS a very good fake after all. Like a train wreck, Yuki just couldn't manage to stop staring.
This had to be the best hallucination he'd had yet.
If only . . . Shu-chan was just a wee bit shorter . . . the eye colour was off . . . and maybe 10-15 years younger? Thankfully (though perhaps not for Yuki) these details were lost in his Shu-deprived state. That and Ryuichi HAD gone to the trouble of dying his hair pink. LUCKILY due to Kumagarous 'needs' he had a ready supply of pink hair dye. Kuma-chan wouldn't mind. Probably. OR rather if he never found out. Kekekeke.
"I'm . . . going to work on my book now." Grunted Eiri, having convinced himself that if that colour couldn't exist in nature nor could it exist in his imagination - therefore Shu-chan was safe and sitting on his couch. That 12 pack of Ladies Choice Beer he'd just consumed didn't hurt either
"Oh!! Type! Type!" Chorused 'Shuichi' mock-enthusiastically. Gyeh. If watching that secretary for six hours had taught him anything (aside from that other thing) it was that watching people type was booooOOOOoooooring! (Type Typity Frickin' Type).
He needed an excuse. An excuse to go out of Yuki's study, and one which would allow him to snoop 'n get clues 'n stuff. Like in the sock drawer. The extra-special secret stuff was always in the sock drawer. . . unless the film had a rating higher then PG - then the stuff was in the UNDERWEAR drawer. Ryuichi reallllly hoped this fic was a PG rating since the idea of going through Yuki's underwear was kinda weird - regardless of how apt you were to converse with a stuffed toy.
"Ne, Yuki, you wanna beer?" He offered in what he hoped was an innocent, cute, Shuichi-way.
"Wa~ah! I'm bored Kumagarou!" Whined Ryuichi, and indeed this was an extremely volatile state of mind for Ryuichi to be in.
". . . ." Remarked Kumagarou acerbically.
"I KNOW!" Whined Ryuichi again in response, thinking that slightly-damp was an extremely volatile state of mind for Kumagarou to be in. They could be having fun! With Shuichi! Right now! Except for that mean Yuki.
Sure, Ryuichi might have been upset if his own Kuma-kuzzi was out of order (speaking of which he just HAD to get one of those installed) but he didn't have to get all mad 'n stuff and yell at Shu-chan! Now Shu-chan was all sulky and not fun.
". . ." Complained Kumagarou.
"Shu-ichi is all broken now!" Moaned Ryuichi. "But it's okay Kuma! Hiro will make Shu-chan alllll better!" Hiro was almost as good as a doctor! Except no needles. And the magazines in Hiro's weren't a zillion years old and didn't have all the puzzles done yet nanoda!
". . ."
"That's a great idea!" Cheered Ryuichi flinging aside a copy of Tokyo Beat which he had industriously been doodling Tohma hats on all the idols in. "I'll be Shu-chan!"
Pretending was so much fun!
"You can beeeeee. . . " Now. . . who was someone who Shuichi spent lots of time with? Shuichi spent lots of time with Ryuichi, but Kumagarou couldn't be Ryu-chan! That'd just be weird . . . like talking to yourself! "Mou. . . you can be Yuki-chan!"
". . ." Pointed out Kumagarou. It only felt right to add the '-chan' since it was Kumagarou 'n all but Shuichi had advised Ryuichi never to address Yuki as Yuki-chan.
"So desu. . . ." Now. . . how would Shu-chan do it? Ah! "Yuki-sama!" Ryuichi glomped Kumagarou.
". . ." Remarked Kumagarou. Coldly.
"Gomen ne?" Chirped Ryuichi. "Ne? Ne? Yuki?"
". . ." Ryuichi eeped mentally when Kumagarou called him baka. Kuma was so good at this!
"You're so great and wonderful Yuki! You're the most wonderfullest . . . " What was it Yuki did again? Oh yeah! "Typer-guy in the world!" Ryuichi tentatively seated Kumagarou at Hiro's computer. "And the best lover ever! And . . . really good and stuff." Yeah. That was what Shuichi said alllll the time so it had to be true. Of course. . . Ryuichi didn't know what was so wonderful about someone typing. In order to try to understand Shu-chan better (no offense, but the kid was a little spaced out sometimes na no da) he had spent six whole hours staring at Tohma's secretary. Ryuichi still didn't get it. On day two of his stake-out Tohma said he wasn't allowed to do it anymore 'cos the secretary quit 'n stuff, so he probably never would understand...
Kumagarou called Ryuichi a baka again . . .
. . . and promptly threw Ryuichi out of Hiro's apartment.
Perplexed, Ryuichi looked at the pavement appraisingly. Then he had an epiphany.
"THIS ISN'T FUN!" He yelled to nobody in particular. Despite the lack of avocation, several bypasses stared before averting their eyes and hurrying away. Ryuichi tried the doorknob only to find it locked. He scampered over to the window (also locked) and peered in at Kumagarou, still seated at Hiro's computer.
What the heck did Shuichi see in that guy?
If the incident with the secretary had taught Ryuichi anything, it was that you couldn't learn just by observing. For example, util he had 'become' Shuichi, he hadn't realized Yuki was such a meanie (well. . . mostly)! Maybe this was because of the constant brainwash he had received from Mika and Tohma, and later Shuichi, as to what a great guy Yuki was. All Lies! (Except Shu-chan . . . he was probably just deceived 'cos he was so cute 'n innocent 'n vulnerable 'n all.)
Therefore, if he was to help Shuichi, he must BECOME Shuichi! For real! So cool!
Leaving Kumagarou (the agony!) to serve as a decoy Yuki when Hiro and Shuichi came out (a decision aided by the fact that Kumagarou WAS on the other side of the locked door) Ryuichi began to PLOT the DOWNFALL of Yuki Eiri.
* * * * Sometime later (18:50:25)
Yuki simply stared at his late night visitor. It had been 5 hours 9 minutes and 35 seconds since he last saw Shuichi (not counting the music video he'd been . . . how would one put it and keep dignity? Ah yes . . . 'scrutinizing' for the last hour), but he was not yet desperate enough to accept this obvious fake.
"What's the matter Yuki?" Asked 'Shuichi' cutely, piku-pikuing in that endearingly vacant way that the real Shuichi did.
. . . but it WAS a very good fake after all. Like a train wreck, Yuki just couldn't manage to stop staring.
This had to be the best hallucination he'd had yet.
If only . . . Shu-chan was just a wee bit shorter . . . the eye colour was off . . . and maybe 10-15 years younger? Thankfully (though perhaps not for Yuki) these details were lost in his Shu-deprived state. That and Ryuichi HAD gone to the trouble of dying his hair pink. LUCKILY due to Kumagarous 'needs' he had a ready supply of pink hair dye. Kuma-chan wouldn't mind. Probably. OR rather if he never found out. Kekekeke.
"I'm . . . going to work on my book now." Grunted Eiri, having convinced himself that if that colour couldn't exist in nature nor could it exist in his imagination - therefore Shu-chan was safe and sitting on his couch. That 12 pack of Ladies Choice Beer he'd just consumed didn't hurt either
"Oh!! Type! Type!" Chorused 'Shuichi' mock-enthusiastically. Gyeh. If watching that secretary for six hours had taught him anything (aside from that other thing) it was that watching people type was booooOOOOoooooring! (Type Typity Frickin' Type).
He needed an excuse. An excuse to go out of Yuki's study, and one which would allow him to snoop 'n get clues 'n stuff. Like in the sock drawer. The extra-special secret stuff was always in the sock drawer. . . unless the film had a rating higher then PG - then the stuff was in the UNDERWEAR drawer. Ryuichi reallllly hoped this fic was a PG rating since the idea of going through Yuki's underwear was kinda weird - regardless of how apt you were to converse with a stuffed toy.
"Ne, Yuki, you wanna beer?" He offered in what he hoped was an innocent, cute, Shuichi-way.