It Began on the Streets
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Part 11
Ryoma wondered which deity he pissed off to deserve this. Ever since a few nights ago, with the mention of Tezuka and 'Rinko' getting married, the corporate wives had been coming over thanks to Fuji in his ten million ways to persuade someone. He had to wear women's clothes the entire time. Right now he was dressed in a simple businesswomen's attire.
He blamed it all on Fuji.
"Rinko-san, why do you insist on wearing that? It doesn't suit you," one of the women said.
"It's comfortable," Ryoma responded gritting his teeth in irritation. He glared at Fuji as he saw the sadist with an amused smile.
"Yare, yare, Tezuka-san had to pick someone like him," another woman said. Kaori and Fuji held their hand over their mouth to keep from laughing. The round of women had a small laugh. Ryoma just seethed in his seat.
"So Rinko-san how did you and Tezuka-san meet?" the woman asked. Kaori and Fuji stood behind the sitting group and gave certain hand signals that Ryoma understood. They were telling him what to say.
"We met…on the streets. One thing led to another…" Ryoma trailed off.
This was one interesting day.
-X-
Ryoma sighed after changing. It had been a few days that he had to do that. He hoped they would leave him alone. He sat on the couch and turned on the TV. He flipped through the channels and settled for the news. So far there was nothing on, until something caught his interest. He turned the volume higher.
"Corporate leader, Tatsuha Kousuke, was found dead in his office approximately an hour ago. Specialists say he'd been dead for a week. The last to hear from him is his son Tatsuha Ryu, who is now owner of Tatsuha corporations…"
Ryoma glared as Tatsuha's picture came into view. He wanted to throw something at the screen but Tezuka might not forgive him if he did.
"So, you heard."
Ryoma glanced at the entrance to see Tezuka leaning against the wall.
"Un," Ryoma responded. Tezuka came to sit by him.
"It came as a shock to me."
"You're home early," Ryoma stated, changing the subject. Tezuka looked at him quirking an eye.
"I was being harassed."
"About what?"
"Our 'supposed' wedding date. It was all over the news yesterday."
"You sure you don't want me to get rid of them now? It'll be clean and quick." Tezuka let out a small smile. He never did show any emotion at all. He noticed Ryoma's confused yet surprised look. His visage slipped back into an emotionless expression.
"What's wrong?" Tezuka asked.
"You smiled." Ryoma simply answered. Tezuka mentally frowned.
"Is there something wrong with it?" Ryoma shook his head.
"Iie, it's just that… I've never seen you with any expression at all." Ryoma quietly said the last part. But Tezuka heard it all the same.
"Sorry for mentioning it," Ryoma finished before standing up and began to walk out. He stopped as a hand gripped his wrist. He looked over and stared into brown eyes. It seemed to shock him since he tensed up. He felt scared of what was going to happen next. But he forced that feeling down as he realized it. He was not scared. If anything did happen he could defend himself. He was taken by surprise as Tezuka led him to sit down next to him.
"Stay, I didn't mean anything by it."
Silence.
"So, what were those things doing in the trash?" Tezuka asked. He remembered a lot of things thrown into the outside garbage. He was sure that it was Ryoma who'd done it.
"They were things I didn't need. They were given to me earlier," Ryoma answered trying to not look at Tezuka. Was it just he or were they a little too close?
It was silent again until Ryoma glanced over and saw the thin red light. He gasped before pulling Tezuka towards him as the shot that was meant for him hit the couch instead. Ryoma sighed in relief until he realized that Tezuka was on top of him, like the incident after the party. He stared directly into brown eyes.
"That's the third time you saved me. Has that become a habit of yours?" Tezuka stated with a calm voice.
"If it continues like this," Ryoma responded trying to slide out from under him. He couldn't get very far as Tezuka trapped him.
Tezuka was weighing out his options. Really Fuji could be wrong at times. But he was a really good observer despite the fact that 97 percent of the time his eyes were closed. Maybe he could just take a chance. He leaned down until his face was an inch away from Ryoma's. He closed the distance between their lips.
Ryoma gasped in surprise. Tezuka was kissing him! He stiffened but didn't make any movements nor initiated that he wanted more. But he gave in a moment later. He wrapped his arms around the older man's neck and pulled him closer.
-X-
Outside, where the sniper culprit was, two figures were watching the scene, one with amusement as he held the sniper and looked through the scope, the other in nervousness.
"Fuji-san, don't you think that it's a bit extreme?"
"Of course not Kaori-san, I knew Ryoma-kun would see it. He does have good eyes after all," Fuji stated handing her back her weapon he asked to 'borrow'.
"But what if he finds out?" Kaori asked worriedly, it would go bad for her when Ryoma got his memory back. Fuji just smiled.
"Don't worry, it all worked out in the end right? They did end up together now didn't they?"
"Un, but…"
"No buts Kaori-san, right now we have an intimate session to interrupt before it goes further."
With that Fuji jumped off the tree and waltzed up to the door. Kaori followed behind him. She wondered why she let him borrow the sniper after she told him how to use it. But her thoughts were conflicting. If Ryoma ever remembered both his lives, would he stay with them or stay with his old team?
-X-
The Next Day
"Rough night Ryoma-kun?" Fuji asked teasingly as the younger came through the kitchen doors. Ryoma just glared at him.
"Remind me to shoot you when this is over." Ryoma said before taking out kitchen utensils and began to cook the morning's breakfast.
"Maa, maa… I just came to tell you that you and Tezuka are invited to another business party." Fuji explained his presence.
"If it's another one of your dirty schemes, you can shove that invitation right up your-"
"Tatsuha is the host."
Ryoma paused and looked at the smiling sadist calculatingly. Fuji held up an envelope. If it were Monkey King who sent it, he would've just told Fuji to tell them. This note seemed genuine. Fuji opened it and began to read:
"Tezuka-san, You and your fiancée—" Ryoma growled "—are hereby invited this Saturday at the Tatsuha Mansion at 8 PM. Formal wear. Signed Tatsuha Ryu. Hmm…interesting," Fuji commented. "It's as if he's interested in inviting you, or rather Rinko. He must've heard about that stunt you pulled a few days ago after Keigo's party."
"Hn…it's up to Tezuka-san if he wants to go." Ryoma said before returning to his cooking.
"Tezuka-san? And here I thought you'd be on a first name basis already."
"Ryoma-san!" Yuki called out as she ran into the kitchen. She hugged his leg. Ryoma looked down. "Is Papa awake yet?" she asked.
"Why are you asking me?"
"Because Kaori-san and Fuji-san said that I have to ask you if Papa is awake." Ryoma tightly gripped the kitchen utensil in his head. It was hard not to throw it at said people.
"I'm awake Yuki-chan, what is that you need?" Tezuka said as he entered the kitchen.
"Good morning Papa!" Yuki responded running to give him a hug. He picked her up. "Can Kaori-san take me out today?" she asked. Tezuka thought for a moment.
"Yes, you can if Fuji," he said looking at the smiling sadist, "goes with you too."
"Can you come Fuji-san, please?" Fuji just laughed.
"Of course Yuki-chan." Fuji answered. He got up and took Yuki from Tezuka, walking out the door to get Kaori so they could go.
Ryoma silently thanked the high deities that he wouldn't have to deal with Fuji's eccentric-ness today. He then became a bit nervous as he was left alone with Tezuka. He fought down a blush as he thought of yesterday when Fuji walked in on their 'compromising' position. Ryoma was startled when Tezuka stood behind him.
"What are you cooking?" Tezuka asked. Ryoma inwardly calmed himself before answering.
"Some hot soup," he said turning his head around to look at the other. He was surprised to find them so close.
"Smells great but I'll have to decline—" Ryoma tilted his head to the side curiously "—I have a meeting in fifteen minutes."
"I'll save some for you then. Unless the 'food processors' come over and eat it all." Tezuka thought it was amusing. The only people who would be given that title would be Momo and Eiji. They were the only ones, who came over frequently, with the exception of Fuji.
"Hn… I'll see you later." He leaned down to kiss his newfound lover. It lasted for a while until Ryoma pulled away.
"You're going to miss that meeting if we continue." Tezuka gave him a quick kiss before saying goodbye and left.
Ryoma sighed. He left the kitchen and lounged on the couch. He turned the TV on as he waited for his cooking to boil. He soon tuned the TV out as he started drifting into certain thoughts. He thought about yesterday. Really, it happened so fast. He didn't think that Tezuka would make the first move.
But then he frowned. He wondered if this was a mistake. He had a feeling that something would go wrong. He shook his head of those thoughts. He'll deal with it when the time comes. Right now, he could enjoy it while it lasted.
-X-
Saturday came way too quickly for Ryoma. Tezuka decided to go, to pay respect, so he had to follow as his alter ego 'Rinko'. Right now he was cooking something to bring to the party. It was a request for the invited to bring something. Ryoma was cooking something all right. He made sure it was extra special for Tatsuha to probably choke from, maybe Eiji and Momo too since they were coming over in few minutes when Fuji informed them of the situation. He was sure everyone was coming along too.
Oh how he hated Fuji.
His stopped his train of thought, consisting of torturing Fuji in the worst possible way, when he heard snickering behind him.
"Wai, ochibi, you look cute," Ryoma heard Eiji say.
"He's right Ech-Ryoma," Momo added. Ryoma glared at them through his blue-colored contacts.
"Do you want a Gift in your food?" Ryoma stated deadly. Momo and Eiji stopped as they figured 'gift' in Ryoma's meaning would be something dangerous in their food. One thing they value most would be food so they stopped…for a while…
(A/N: the Gift part, if people don't know is actually something dangerous, in German Gift means Poison! Interesting ne?)
Ryoma quickly set the dish in front of them and smirked as he saw their almost green faces.
"Eat up." He said. The others: Fuji, Inui, Kaidou, Oishi, and Tezuka were curious. This was actually something that could rival up to one of Inui's 'toxic' juices.
The dish Ryoma cooked was…disturbing to say the least. The pig snout and ears that were being cooked earlier was mixed into this black mixture presented before them. They didn't want to know what the black mixture was but if they were to come up with a hypothesis, they would say it was liquefied dried blood. Actually, it really looked like dried blood or maybe chocolate. They were afraid to touch it. Ryoma did look at their reactions.
"You don't like it? It's just chocolate," he said as he was peeling the skin of an apple while looking at them. He enjoyed tormenting them. He understood Fuji…a little… Eiji just let out a nervous laugh.
"Ne, Ochibi are you sure?" Eiji asked.
"This doesn't taste like chocolate," Momo added, as he tasted a bit of it.
"You really want to know?" they all nodded. Ryoma sighed before beginning. "Pig fat, and Pig's blood." Most of the occupants had to cover their mouths to calm their flipping stomachs. "It's not as bad as it sounds." Ryoma cut a piece of the apple and dipped it into the soup, taking a bite. "See, no harm done."
"Hmm…is this what you're bringing for tonight Ryoma-kun?" Fuji asked amused.
"Of course."
TBC--------------
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