Katsu:
"…'Shuichi'."
I come back to myself slowly, relishing every moment of the opiate-like fog that orgasm brings. " 'Shu…'?" My throat is sore and dry - I never can keep quiet.
He laughs, and props himself up on one elbow. "My name. You seemed to be confused about it." He laughs again, and I am sure I'm blushing. "So who's this 'Sano'?"
"He's…"
I only hear a single footstep before my apartment door is flung roughly aside.
"Katsu! I heard yelling, are you-"
Shit. "Shuichi? This is Sano."
"Er, hello, Sano," begins Shuichi, smiling.
Then Sano breaks Shuichi's nose.
Sano:
"You're back."
"You're busy. I should…"
"No. Stay. Is he…"
"Kenshin'll be fine. Shishio's dead."
"Good."
"Good he's dead, or good he's hurt?"
"Good you succeeded, good you're back mostly intact… and good he's back safe, too."
"Look, just because he was Ishin …"
"Dumbass. I haven't hated him for that since we..."
"Then why…?"
"Why'd you hit Shuichi?"
"…"
"I've no reason to hate him. Or do I?"
"A'course not! I…"
"…you…?"
"…need a drink. Join me? My treat."
"We ought to help Shuichi first."
"...why?"
"He is bleeding all over my futon."
"Then we'll go back to my place."