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"Then, Nakano-san, please walk to the right and say your lines."
"I wonder if Ryuichi's okay…"
"Noriko-chan, please be quiet during rehearsal.
Tohma was beginning to get irritated. Noriko had been wondering how things (and especially Ryuichi) were in Fujisaki's camp.
"I know, I know, it's just, he and Yuki-san can't stand each other, and he's been after Shuichi ever sine he met him, so he's jealous of Yuki as well. It's bound to go wrong."
"Yes, it is."
Silence fell, returning from wherever it's been hiding the last chapter. We hardly even saw it.
"You planned it that way!"
"Might be, Noriko-chan, Might be. Now, what are you waiting for, Nakano-san?"
They continued rehearsing while we're going to take a look at Fujisaki and his gang, since they're a lot more… entertaining to watch.
"So, we've got a fountain, a Romeo, a Juliet, and I'm the director. Who're we going to get to do the remaining parts? Suggestions, anyone?"
"Well, I still haven't got a part."
"That's because you've got objections to every. Part. There. Is."
Yuki could only glare in reply since it was treu.
"You pick a part, Yuki-san, now, or else you can be the foutain."
"But what about Kuma, if creepy Yuki-san's a fountain na no da!"
Fujisaki twitched in annoyance. "He can be something else."
"No! Kuma's the fountain! You can't make him something else!"
They had been having discussions like this for a while now. Yuki would complain, Fujisaki would think of a logic solution, or a thread, and then Ryuichi would have objections, more often then not involving Kumaguro being more important then Yuki. Which annoyed Yuki to no end, but he didn't say, he just made some crude remark. Which, in turn, would make Ryuichi cry and Shuichi (who spent the rest of the time staring at Ryuichi, who was still wearing his costume, then scowling himself for not being loyal to Yuki) would come to comfort him, pissing off Yuki even more.
Surely you noticed Ryuichi was doing everything on purpose. And it was working, Yuki was nearing his limit.
Fujisaki too, though that hadn't been Ryuichi's main goal. Fujisaki was beginning to wonder how Seguchi could stay calm and smile with Ryuichi around him all day.
He'd already snapped twice, once when Ryuichi had called Yuki a 'big mean bully-san' causing Yuki to twitch and snap his cigarette. Shuichi had wondered if maybe he didn't annoy Yuki that much after all, since Yuki never twitched at him. Yuki'd tried to kill Ryuichi then.
The second time was when Yuki had called him a poor director.
Poor Fujisaki thought things couldn't get much worse (you should never think that; it's a law that things always do get worse when you wonder that). At that very moment, the door flew open and they were faced with a Very Pissed Mika-san.
Ryuichi cowered to hide behind Shuichi, who'd quickly retreated to the back of the room. They'd been around Mika before, you know. And they wanted to live.
"Eiri!"
"What. Shouldn't you be rehearsing with Seguchi?"
"SPIE!"
Fujisaki's a little obsessed, you know. Shuichi decided it was better for his own health to restrain the boy and not interrupt Mika.
"How could you! to pick this kid (Ryuichi had to help restrain Fujisaki) over Seguchi-san, who did so much for you!"
"He butts into my personal life, I'll admit that, but I'm not grateful for it, you know."
Mika sighed. "You probably didn't know this, Eiri, since I know you dump all mail from Kyoto straight into the trash, but father wants to strike a deal with you, you know."
"A deal. Tough luck."
"No, Eiri, I think you'll find this an attractive deal. He swore, that if you took part in Seguchi's play, he would act as if he didn't know you for the rest of his life. You needn't take over the temple, you needn't even come to his funeral if you don't want to."
"You got that black on white?"
"Yes. Here."
You know how Silence can be accompanied by Tension? This was one of those times.
"I can't seem to find any small print."
Yuki'd held the paper to the light to check for words that were made into the paper (like on paper money), he'd read the whole thing trough five times, and he'd checked it under an infra-red lamp.
"That's because there isn't any."
"Hard to believe when that old man's involved."
"You think reading it through another time will make things visible?"
Yuki sighed. "Fine, then. So if I sign this, do the damn play, then the old geezer will be out of my hair?"
"Indeed."
"Fine then. Give me a pen."
Mika handed him a pen she'd been holding readily.
"But… But Yuki! What about me!"
Shut up, brat, the guy won't die and leave me alone, so I have to take this opportunity."
"Shuichi sniffled, but after a glare from Mika, he retreated back into a corner, thus freeing Fujisaki.
"I knew I should have mentioned bribery as well! Now, get out, you two! I don't want spies! Out!"
"Relax, kid, Seguchi doesn't need spies to beat you."
Mika quickly left before Fujisaki could reply, dragging her brother with her. Ryuichi was happy. He was beginning to understand Tohma's scheme.
"Why'd Mika-san have to come and do that! What'll we do without Yuki?"
"It's not like he had an important part, Shindo-san."
"He didn't have a part at all na no da!"
"I guess so…But still!'"
Then, the door flew open forcibly again, and this time it gave up and fell out completely ("Oh no! Now all the spies can see us from the hallway!") and there was yet another Uesugi; everyone's favorite pervert from Kyoto: Tatsuha.
"You're Fujisaki Suguru, right?"
"Indeed, and if you're here on Seguchi's behalf, y-
"I came to join you! I want to be in your play and I heard you were short on actors!"
"That's right, Tastuha-kun. But I thought you were such a poor ac-
"Shu-chaan! Nice to see you!"
Tatsuha had gotten Shuichi in a headlock in an attempt to save this chance of a lifetime to be with his God, Sakuma Ryuichi.
At that moment, several sparks flew. What, exactly, I mean by sparks, I'll tell you later on.
The first spark existed only in Tatsuha's imagination. It was a spark between him and Ryuichi.
The second one was real, but that same imagination blocked it's way into Tatsuha's brain (or maybe it were the perverted thoughts that did it.) It was a spark between him and Fujisaki.
The third spark was one between Ryuichi and Shuichi, and it was the umpfteenth spark between them. Poor Ryuichi had lost count long a go, but Shuichi's mind stubbornly kept not-registering them.
Though, a spark, whether you notice it or not, will always have effect.
Now, sparks, as you may or may not know, tend to give you a strong urge to jump the person that it is directed at. (you could conclude from this that certain types of anime characters are victim to a lot of sparks, mainly imaginary. Why else would they jump people all the time!)
Anyway. All those sparks led to a lot of jumping, resulting in an interesting situation, which I hope will inspire a yaoi fanfiction author.
Tatsuha, for one, isn't the kind of person to ignore jumping urges, and so he tried to jump Ryuichi, who was jumping Shuichi, while yelling "Tag! You're it!". This caused Tatsuha to miss. Then there was Fujisaki, who'd never jumped anyone before, and who took his time figuring out this new urge he felt.
Somehow, with a little help of the sick soul who invented sparks (me) Ryuichi ended up on top of Shuichi, their groins pressed together. Shuichi's face was between Fujisaki's legs, and best of all, Tatsuha and Fujisaki were kissing.
This was what Tohma saw when he peeked trough the doorframe.
Omg! There's a guy here with a D N angel t-shirt! Dark looks so hot! I´m gonna steal it tonight!
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