Disclaimers: Gravitation still doesn't belong to me. My mangas aren't even going to be here until the 25th
Notes: Back to Ryuichi and Tatsuha now. ^_^
~*The Bible of Kumagoro—Getting Closer to Your God
I woke up slowly the following morning, not daring to open my eyes or move. I was still a little tired, but I was always tired in the mornings. It was just a part of who I was. Besides, it's not like I had an adventure-filled day ahead of me. Adventure just didn't call out to me so strongly.
Opening my eyes I blinked as I realized I didn't recognize where I was. Gray colored ceiling and light blue walls, nowhere I recognized. The bed was as comfy as Eiri's, too. Funny, I recognized the scent well enough (although I couldn't place exactly from where) but I didn't know the room. Sitting up I looked around. I wasn't back at Tohma's or Eiri's, and I definitely wasn't home. But…last thing I remembered I was watching TV with Ryuichi…
"Ah! I'm sorry na no da!" I blinked a couple times as an adorable, childish face panicked from where it was peering around the door. "I didn't mean to wake you up, but Kumagoro ran off again na no da!" He apologized, blushing slightly. So…was this Ryuichi's room? Or was it a guest room or something?
"That's okay, I was already awake," I offered, sitting up fully and wiping sleep from my eyes, looking around the room. Sighing I leaned over and picked Kumagoro up from off the floor. "He's right here." Ryuichi's eyes lit up and he ran over and snatched Kumagoro away from me happily.
"You scared me half to death na no da! Why didn't you just TELL me you were going to go say hi to Tatsuha!" he scolded it happily, hugging it tightly even as he did so. "So, what do you want to do today?" he asked after a while, looking energetic enough for the both of us.
"Whatever you want to do," I answered after a slight pause. I had fun so long as Ryuichi was having fun. His smile was contagious, and it was nice to know that he wanted to hang out with me. Besides, he was always so much fun anyway.
"Yay! I don't want to drop Tatsuha off with Tohma just yet na no da! Right, Kumagoro? You want him to stay, too, right?" he cheered happily, grinning like an idiot. Shit! I'd forgotten to tell Tohma where I was for the last two nights!
"Umm…Ryuichi. Where's the phone? I need to tell Tohma where I've been." Ryuichi shook his head and sat down on the bed next to me.
"I called him last night na no da. He said it was okay that you were here." With that he fell back onto the bed and lied down next to me, staring up at the ceiling. Kumagoro was sitting on his chest and he was playing with his arms as he hummed softly to himself. His hair was spread out all over the pillow, his face, and neck, and he looked so perfectly innocent and contented.
"So, what was it you wanted to do?" I asked as I brushed a bang back from where it had stuck to his eyelashes. His hair was so very soft, I loved to touch it. I couldn't even begin to understand why.
"I dunno na no da. Ryuichi's still sleepy." There it went again. I'd noticed in the brief time that I'd known him that every once in a while he'd refer to himself in third person. It was adorable, and that was giving it less than due credit.
"So's Tatsuha, but Tatsuha is up and half-awake so Ryuichi'd better be up and half-awake, soon, too," I teased and he pouted up at me.
"Ryuichi wants to sleep. The couch is nice for sitting on but I couldn't sleep on it last night na no da." I blinked a couple times before it all set in. I was in Ryuichi's bed, halfway under HIS sheets, with him lying down next to me. This was heaven, except for the fact that darling little Ryuichi had been forced to sleep on the couch last night. I guess I must have fallen asleep there and Ryuichi dragged me in here. I wasn't worth that much trouble.
"Fine then, you can go back to sleep. Me and Kumagoro will watch movies until you wake back up again," I offered, taking Kumagoro away from him gently and covering him as best I could with the covers before getting up and making my way to the door to leave.
"Don't I get a goodnight kiss na no ka?" he asked and I was facing him in a second, staring at him. He was mostly under the covers now, and all I could see was his eyes and above.
"It's daytime, Ryuichi," I offered, a teasing smile set firmly in place.
"Then can I have a goodnap kiss?" I laughed and walked back over to him, pulling the covers down from over his face. He was blushing deep red, and I had to try hard not to laugh at how cute he looked.
"Whoever heard of a goodnap kiss?" I asked as I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "Night, Ryuichi."
"I thought it was morning na no da." I smiled at that and nodded.
"You're right. Morning, Ryuichi," I stated before making my way towards the door again.
"Tatsuha?"
"What?" I asked without bothering to turn around.
"Do you…want to…have sex with me na no ka? If that's what you want, then…" I shook my head and clung to Kumagoro tightly.
"I definitely wouldn't mind it, but that's not what I'm here for. Don't worry about it, okay?" I turned to look back at Ryuichi and he smiled brightly and nodded, wiping the tears that had formed in the corner of his eyes away.
"Morning Tatsuha!" He cheered before lying back down and closing his eyes. I laughed softly as I closed the door behind me, making my way to the couch and lying down. Ryuichi was right; it wasn't all that good of a bed.
After a couple unsuccessful moments of trying to fall asleep on the couch I decided that some TV was in order. I could see why Ryuichi was still so tired. Then again, it wasn't like I was really complaining. He slept, and then he was more energetic. I didn't mind having a little of my time with him wasted if it made the rest of it better.
I sighed and sat Kumagoro on my lap to watch TV with me. "Do you think there's something wrong with Ryuichi?" I asked and Kumagoro shrugged in responses, staring at me with unblinking beady eyes. I ran my fingers through my hair and looked up at the ceiling. "I'm loosing it. I'm talking with Kumagoro," I said to no one in particular, staring at the blank white ceiling. I hated white ceilings, they always made my eyes hurt, looking like they were getting closer or farther away every once in a while.
Ryuichi woke up about two hours later, but I didn't mind. That was just long enough for me to get through the concert video I'd been watching. A fanboy's not a fanboy unless he always gets his daily dosage of Nittle Grasper concert videos.
"You're still here na no ka!" Ryuichi half asked half cheered as he walked out of the bedroom, running over to me and sitting down on the couch next to me. He was smiling ever so brightly and was talking to Kumagoro, who was sitting on my lap, about some dream he'd had. I could only pick out a few words of it, since they were talking in English. "So, what do you want to do?" he asked after a while talking with Kumagoro, looking up at me. I thought we'd discussed this earlier.
Before I could answer his head snapped to the side and he glanced at the TV screen, smiling happily. "I have an idea!" He cheered, bouncing up and running over to the VCR and turning it off. I got up to help him move the equipment but he stopped me and made me go into the kitchen and wait for him, and to PROMISE not to look, so I obeyed, taking Kumagoro with me.
It was a fairly normal kitchen. Bigger than most peoples', but about the same size as Eiri's. A normal person would have been alarmed at the wasted space, but I was used to it by now. It was plainly decorated, too. Stone counters and cream walls, a couple marks here and there that had once been attempted back into cleanliness. Whether by Ryuichi, Tohma, Noriko, or someone I didn't know, I had not a clue. Cabinets were mounted on the wall (wood) and a toaster shoved into one corner, and an unused coffee pot next to it. A large wood table sat in the middle of the room, and the floors were dark brown tiled, with a small red-brown rug near the door, where I was standing. It was actually a rather relaxing place.
It was almost a half hour later when I heard Ryuichi's cheerful voice in the kitchen, saying I could come out, but with my eyes closed, only. So I stepped out of the kitchen and immediately felt a hand cover my eyes.
"No cheating na no da! This way, follow me!" He cheered, grabbing my hand with his free hand and leading me to sit on the couch. "Don't open your eyes until I tell you to na no da!" he cheered and I heard him run a little bit, obviously getting some last minute things ready. "Okay, you can open your eyes, na no da!" I just about died when I opened my eyes; I DEFFINITELY hadn't been expecting that!
Ryuichi was standing in the middle of the room in a short, black, sleeveless jacket (could it still be called a jacket?), with a short gray tank top under it, loose blue jeans, and a few necklaces and bracelets. He was GORGEOUS, and his eyes were shining happily. The speakers were set up behind me in the two corners of the room, and he was wearing a hands-free mike and smiling like he had everything he ever wanted.
"Do you like?" he asked shyly, tugging a little at his pants. I could only nod. Having him stand there in the sexiest outfit, with the world's brightest smile, and a small blush over his cheeks, I could only be amazed. "This is what I was supposed to wear last night. Tohma doesn't want to reschedule the concert, so…I figured I'd at least let YOU see it!" He cheered happily and I could NOT believe it. Sakuma Ryuichi was going to sing live, for ME, at HIS house! If this was what I got for all my years stuck training under the old man, I'd do it for the rest of my life without another complaint.
I finally nodded a small nod and Ryuichi smiled even brighter, grabbing a remote from his pocket. "Sorry all the music has to be from CD, but I can't get Tohma and Noriko to come na no da," he apologized and I shook my head.
"I don't mind at all…" Ryuichi nodded and started the music, bright blue eyes sliding shut as he waited for his part to come up. However, when next they opened I was surprised they were still that large innocence, and not the small, severe eyes that stared at you through the TV.
He was absolutely amazing, dancing around happily to every beat and singing with everything he had. It lasted a good hour and a half to two hours, before he finally turned off the CD player and dragged himself over to the couch to sit next to me, leaning his head back and panting. He was drenched, and looked fairly worn out, too.
When his eyes opened again he looked over at me and smiled slightly, sweat-soaked strands of hair all falling over to one side of his face as he stared at me.
"Did you enjoy that na no ka?" he asked barely above a whisper, and between heavy breaths. Even my cheeks grew fairly hot at the look he was giving me, and the other way his words could have been taken. Anyone who happened to pick up on the wrong part of the conversation might have thought wrongly about the whole going-ons. I didn't really care, though. He was so perfect, it was indescribable, and I wasn't going to do anything to destroy that very moment.
"Very much," I answered honestly and his whole face lit up.
"Good. Give me a minute to catch my breath and then we can do something else na no da," he almost ordered, tilting his head to rest it on my shoulder, one hand curling around the bottom of my sleeve as he calmed down.
It only took him another four or five minutes to catch his breath before he jumped back up again and bounced happily from one foot to the other in front of me, jacket sliding off one shoulder slightly with every bounce he made.
"I'm sorry to make you wait again, but I need to shower and change. Do you mind na no ka? Kumagoro'll keep you company." He offered as he continued hopping from foot to foot.
"Not at all." So there I ended up waiting some more for him, listening to the somewhat relaxing sounds of the shower in the background as I tilted my head back and tried to imagine what Yuki, Shuichi, Noriko, Tohma, and Mika were doing at the moment. It was something I always did to occupy my time. It was kind of fun, because you had to really know the person in order to get anything near correct, but you're almost always wrong.
"Is Tatsuha dead na no ka?" Ryuichi asked as he swiped his hand back and forth over my eyes, staring down at me innocently. I could hardly believe he was any older than me sometimes, and that was great. Who needed to be reminded of the bad things? I didn't like Ryuichi because of his age, unlike some girls I knew, but because of who he was. Why should it matter how old he was?
"I've been dead. I'm just lacking blood right now," I whispered softly, grabbing his shoulders. My family had always called me a vampire when I was little because, well, they said I had vampire teeth. Why not use that to MY advantage?
"Ah! Don't eat me na no da!" he screamed in his defense, squirming to get away and laughing.
"Fine," I reached over and picked up Kumagoro, tracing my fingers around where his neck would be. "I guess he'll have to do…" Ryuichi screamed and ran to try and protect his friend, but I ended up with both of them in the end.
"You can't eat us both na no da! We're ALIENS, right Kumagoro? Our blood doesn't work!" He screamed as I looked at him.
"Really? Well, that's too bad. Looks like I'll have to torture you both to death, then." Ryuichi screamed as I ticked him slightly, trying to cover his stomach protectively.
"Not that na no da!" I smiled and continued to 'torture' him, always finding another open area to tickle him without a problem. "Ack! Kumagoro, help!" He screamed between giggles, reaching over for his friend but finding him just out of reach of him. I smiled and stopped tickling him for a bit.
"Dead yet?"
"Very much so," he answered happily, smiling just as brightly as he had been after the concert. "Tatsuha's so much FUN na no da!" He cheered happily, tilting his head back to glance at Kumagoro and squirming a little bit down the couch to grab him. His shirt was still pulled above his pants line, showing off a bit of his stomach, and his hair was a mess. He didn't seem to care, though, and neither did I. "What time is it?" he asked me after a while and I grabbed my watch from my pocket (Ryuichi had moved it next to me on the couch, from where I'd left it on the table the night before, when he'd been moving things for his 'concert.')
"Almost twelve, why?" He sat up and pulled his shirt down, finger-combing his hair again quickly.
"Wanna go out for lunch with me and Kumagoro before we drop you back off? It'll be fun na no da," he offered and I nodded my agreement, being with Ryuichi was ALWAYS fun. "Good! I know a place not too far form here that's really good," he offered, finishing with his hair.
"Okay then, if we're going to go, let's go." Ryuichi nodded and stood up after me, following me to and out the door before turning around and locking it behind him, Kumagoro perched on his shoulder.
"It's a really nice place, and they all know me there," he offered as reassurance as we went on our way, sliding sunglasses onto his face and skipping along happily. Maybe if I begged Tohma he'd let me stay with Ryuichi…if that was okay with Ryuichi, of course. I didn't want to have to leave, and Ryuichi didn't seem to mind my company. Then again, there's a big difference between a day and a couple weeks.
It was only around a three-minute walk, and Ryuichi talked the whole time, so I didn't even realize we were there at first.
"Ah! Good afternoon Ryuichi. Who's you're friend?" a young girl greeted as she walked up to us, smiling brightly. Ryuichi smiled as well and slid off his sunglasses, hooking them on the waist of his pants.
"This is Tatsuha na no da!" He cheered and she turned to face me, still smiling.
"Good afternoon, Tatsuha."
"Good afternoon," I offered in return, smiling a little myself.
She led us to our table and handed me a menu. "You're making my job hard today, Ryuichi," she stated conversationally as I looked. The place hadn't looked very busy, so she had some time.
"Sorry, but Tatsuha stayed with me last night and I wanted to show him this place na no da."
"Ohh…our little Ryuichi finally find himself a date?" I couldn't help but glance up at Ryuichi at that.
"No! We're…just friends na no da." He was blushing and staring at the table as he spoke and I just smiled and continued to look for something to eat.
"Well then, when you do find a date, bring them here. We'll all want to meet them," she stated and Ryuichi nodded.
"How could I NOT na no ka?" he asked and she laughed, patting Ryuichi's head.
"Nice to hear." I finally ended up just getting a burger and a pop. I wasn't all that hungry, anyway. Ryuichi gave me a funny look and made Kumagoro do the same.
"You're not going to try anything else?" he asked and I shrugged.
"Not today. I'm not really all that hungry." He shrugged and looked satisfied with that.
"Maybe you, me, and Tohma can come by here for dinner, then. A few of them know Tohma, too. That is, if you want to na no da." I smiled and nodded.
"Of course I want to. I mean, that would just give us more time to hang out before I go back to Tohma's," I offered and he nodded slowly.
"Umm…Tatsuha?" I just sat and waited for him to finish. He knew I could hear him. Besides, he looked too cute, concentrating so very hard on what he was trying to say and blushing the shade of Kumagoro. "Do you think…that you could stay with me? It gets kind of lonely sometimes with just me and Kumagoro na no da."
"I'd love to, if Tohma will let me." Ryuichi smiled brightly and made his way around the table to hug me tightly.
"Yay! I'll beg Tohma to let you stay! Sleepovers are always so much fun na no da!" All right! So now I had half of the permission I needed to stay with Ryuichi until I had to go back home.
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I know this chapter seriously sucks, but I wrote most of it in a daze, and around 2 in the morning, so I wasn't thinking as clearly as I had been for some of my other chapters. Oh well, I guess it'll have to do. I don't want to have to go back and rewrite everything at the moment.
Hehe, Yubiwa is a good song to write sap to.