Room Service
Title: Room Service
Genre: Humor
Chapters: Oneshot
Pairing:ReitaxRuki
Author:
walkin_siesta and
cloudiestrife
Rating:PG 13
Warnings: Cheesy porn titles that will make you laugh and a bloody nose I guess
Summary: Reita's apartment is a disaster zone so he hires some help to clean it
Disclaimer: we dont own them D:
Comment: We did this on msn together (boy was it fun looking up porn titles LOL)
Reita yawned widely, stretching his arms high above his head. He had just finished another all-nighter before they’d finally finished mixing the recording, and with only 3 hours of sleep on top of it, he was bone-tired, as Uruha would call it.
He gravitated towards the kitchen, idly kicking a shirt here, some ragged pair of jeans there, out of his way. The doorbell rang just as he was about to enter the kitchen for some life-giving liquid, also known as coffee. Blinking a few times, he belatedly remembered asking his old neighbor about getting someone to clean his sty of a place, since he’d been too busy to properly clean it. With a groan he realized that the person his neighbor recommended - some teenager she knew - would be coming in today.
Sighing tiredly, he changed his course towards the front door and sluggishly moved to open it, "Yes?"
Ruki stood out the door looking off in another direction. He sighed, if there's one thing he hated, it was cleaning and what was worse was cleaning messes other people made but he needed the money and nothing seemed to ever come free or easy in this world. Chewing his gum he fixed his shirt just as the man opened the door to his apartment. "Hi, I heard you needed someone to help you clean?" he asked as he blew a pink bubble that obscured part of his face until it popped, "It's 2 dollars an hour".
Reita's eyes nearly popped out of his head as they landed on the vision currently standing at his doorstep. Bye bye sleep, hello Mr. Woody!
For long moments he could only stare, frozen to his welcome mat, eyes helplessly trailing along the smooth, creamy-gold legs that seemed endless and almost indecently bared by the short cutoffs the teen wore, up along the slender torso revealed by a dark tanktop before landing on the plush, pink lips, moving constantly as they chewed on a gum. Reita swallowed hard, eyes stuck to the lips faithfully, having the greatest urge to stick his finger between them and feel them move against it. Though maybe there are better things to stick in there than his finger...
The teen's deep voice blew away any doubt Reita had had about his gender - flat chest notwithstanding - and with great effort he managed to drag his eyes away from those mobile mouth -pop!- and into surly brown eyes watching him warily.
"2 dollars?" he parroted dumbly, for a moment thinking that fate had finally stopped trying to see how his balls look like all shrivelled and pruney like, and settled on giving him some instead. And oh, he wasn't complaining...
Ruki raised an eyebrow; could this man be anymore obvious? How old was he anyway? Ruki would’ve guessed around 25 or so. He sighed in annoyance, "Yes... two dollars... Do we have a deal or not?" His lips formed an 'O' and soon another bubble obscured his face from view before exploding in a loud pop.
2 dollars… and fate was so cheap too! The sky parted, the sun shone down on him and the humid summer air sang with a heavenly chorus... until reality bitchslapped him in the face and made he remember what the guy was actually here for.
"Oh..OH! Yeah. Clean. 2 dollars? Um. Yeah. Sure. Come in... 2 dollars yes? Yes, to clean." Reita stammered, legs finally ending their deep communion with his welcome mat and moved aside to let the teen in. And hey, it wasn’t his fault that his hallway was so narrow that the guy couldn’t help but brush against him as he walked past, was it?
Ruki sighed- this was going to be a long, long day. He could tell right from the way this man stumbled over his words and generally being a blabbering idiot. Making his way through the tiny hallway, Ruki brushed against the other man more than he intended to as he moved in. "Anything in particular you don't want me touching?"
Mm..you can touch all you like baby... the chibi perverted devil inside Reita snickered. Outwardly he simply said, "Just my worktable near the TV," as he closed the door and relocked it. His heart thumped with excitement as he realized that he's going to be alone with the walking sex-bomb for at least a few hours today. "Um, what's your name?" he called out as he followed the other man into his living room- he could hardly call him Mr. Sex-on-Legs now, can he? Speaking of legs...
Almost on their own accord Reita's eyes moved down the enticing dip of spine clearly outlined by the thin top, ending in the sweet curve of his bottom, lovingly cupped by worn denim and Reita felt his temperature rose a few notches, making the air-conditioned room uncomfortably warm.
Now why did Ruki have this sudden feeling of being caged in with a hungry wolf? Either way he shook off the feeling and nodded and bent over to put his things down on the floor. "Okay, you got it..."
Reita's eyes rounded once more and he swallowed hard as the guy bent down, and the denim stretched tight across the tightest, most adorable little bottom Reita had seen, and he nearly cried out in protest as he straightened. Then again, the front view was equally as nice...
Getting back up Ruki turned to Reita and gave him a charming little smile, "I'm Ruki. You are?" The hungry look the man was making him rather uncomfortable. Then again, maybe there was a way to benefit from all of this since he probably had him wrapped around his pinky...
Reita blinked, dragging his eyes back up to meet amused brown eyes, and if the little smirk Ruki had on his face was any indication, Reita had been caught ogling. His face colored brilliantly. Coughing a little, he shuffled his feet awkwardly and answered, "I'm Reita."
Right there was all the confirmation Ruki needed written on the man's face in the form of a bright tint that stained his cheeks red, "Nice to meet you. Now, where should I start?"
~
Reita tried, really, he tried very hard, to focus on the squiggly black lines making up the letters of an article in the music magazine he was holding, but for some reason his brain refused to come up with a coherent meaning to the characters he had been learning since he was 3. Instead, said gray matters kept trying to direct his eyes - and dick - to the bundle of creamy limbs currently wiggling around his apartment.
Ruki had jammed his iPod on early on, and cleaned while humming along to whatever song he was listening to. Reita had to admit, Ruki's voice wasn’t half bad, it was the unconscious swaying of those hips he objected to, since it was slowly, yet surely driving him rather insane.
He shifted uncomfortably on his position lounging on the couch, and for the hundredeth time that morning, his magazine lowered, just enough for him to peek above it and saw Ruki, just as he bent low to dust underneath a drawer.
Ruki kept himself focused on his work, only occasionally letting his eyes wander to Reita, giving him a slight smile here and there as he moved on. Zooming back and forth around the room he found himself swaying his hips to the music as he cleared things off a table that held a lamp on it beside the couch.
Cocking to the left, wriggling a little, before swinging back to the right... Reita was nearly hypnotized by the languid movements of those hips, clad in the illegally short shorts, absently wondering how it would feel to wrap his hands around that tiny waist, when he realized the object of his intense scrutiny was swaying closer. Letting out a small meep Reita ducked back behind the safety of his magazine and went back to pretending to read.
“Um…”
Reita popped back up from his magazine as Ruki spoke, “Yes?”
Ruki had a strange look of amusement mixed with disbelief as he gestured to the magazine still held in Reita’s hand. “Your magazine… it’s upside down…”
Eyes widening, Reita looked back to his magazine and once again his face turned to a nice shade of cooked lobster as he realized that he'd been caught red-handed. Clearing his throat nervously, Reita decided to save the remaining shreds of pride he still had and run away. "I- I'm going to get some water..."
Throwing his magazine down, he leaped out of the couch and nearly ran to the kitchen, though he managed to control himself and slowed down to a slightly more normal pace. Unbidden, his eyes strayed once more to the brunette, who was now standing on tiptoe trying to reach a particularly high shelf. The move made his shirt ride up his nicely flat stomach, and his obscenely low riding shorts to ride further down, exposing a fine trail of dark hair arrowing down into...
"AAARRGGHHH...!!!"
~
The agonized scream made Ruki jump nearly a foot high. Dropping his duster, he tore his earphones out and rushed towards where the sound came from. He blinked at the sight that greeted him- Reita, the blushing dork who was on the couch just a moment ago, curled up on the floor right in front of the wall holding his nose. “What happened?” he asked as he crouched beside the blond.
“The damn wall hit me!” Reita wailed, muffled by his hands.
Ruki frowned in confusion, but then everything snapped into place and he couldn't contain his laugher, taking over his frame completely in shakes as he moved to grab tissues for the poor man's bleeding nose, "What the hell did you do?!" He barely managed to push out words between his laughter as he handed Reita the white fluffy tissues that instantly blossomed to red. "Didn't you watch where you're going? I mean... I've walked into some strange things before... but a wall?!"
"Oow fuck," Reita's curses were muffled by the hands he clapped over his bleeding nose, writhing around as his nose throbbed painfully from its unfortunate meeting with the wall- and the rest of his body from the hard floor when he fell. All that plus the huge, crushing blow to his manly pride and Reita never wished so hard he could expire on the spot into itsy-bitsy Reita pieces.
Ruki gently wrapped his slender fingers around Reita's arm and helped him back over to the living room, gesturing for the taller man to sit down before crouching in front of him with a box of tissues in hand, "Take your hand away and let me have a look. I want to make sure you didn't break anything." He tried to keep his giggles to a minimum, only occasionally letting one slip out as he coaxed the clumsy man to take his hands away. Moving his face close to Reita's he looked carefully, lips tantalizingly close as he took a tissue to wipe away excess blood, "Hmn, it seems okay I think...." A long paused followed before he grinned, "I still can't believe you walked into a wall! How can you miss that?! It… didn’t even move around!"
When in pain, be evil. Reita threw the giggling man his evillest, deathest, shut-up-or-i'll-strangle-you-with-your-nonexistant-underwear glare he could manage with his nose swelled into an onion-sized bulb. "'m gwad ywu fwind dwis fwanny," he said sternly, if a bit indistinctly.
Ruki tried again to hold in laughter, pale cheeks turning pink before he finally exploded into another fit of hysterical giggles, "I--I'm sorry but... your expression was PRICELESS." He hiccupped, finally managing to calm himself down, though he was still grinning. "Need some ice? It'll help the swelling." Without waiting for a response he ran back to the kitchen to place ice in a sandwich bag and tied a knot in it to contain whatever may leak before returning to Reita. "Here."
Reita accepted the ice, wincing as he put it against his sore nose, though the cold package quickly lessened the pain somewhat, closing his eyes and sighing in relief as he swam in the pleasant numbness. Cracking his eye open once more, he saw Ruki still standing near the couch, looking down on him with a small grin still playing on his pretty lips. Reita gave him a low wattage glare and wave a hand around, "'m foyne, go cwean!"
Ruki's grin widened, Reita's stuffed up nasal accent was just too much for him. Putting his earphone back in his ears he cranked up the volume and went back to work, taking the vacuum cleaner and plugging it in before turning it on. Soon enough he managed to forget about the poor man and began to saunter around, singing a little louder because of all the noise in the air.
Reita sighed in relief as Ruki went back to his work while Reita went back to nursing his injured nose- and severely injured pride. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the world outside but the low hum of the vacuum broke his concentration. Then Ruki began to sing.
His interest sparked once more, Reita peeked out of half-lidded eyes towards where Ruki was having a grand time vacuuming Reita's carpet, which, if it could, would be crying in happiness and joy at finally being cleaned of dust bunnies.
His near death experience had dampened his horniness considerably, so Reita was more able to appreciate the grace of Ruki's movements and his deep voice. Ruki really did sing well- he could be a vocalist in a band somewhere. Reita smiled, recognizing the song Ruki was singing and unconsciously started humming along under his breath.
Dragging the vacuum around the rather neglected carpet Ruki didn't realize how far he had pulled the cord, the piece of wire being pulled on to the point where it was pulled out of the plug, his singing becoming loud and clear for a moment before he noticed and plugged it back in finishing the room. Practically prancing back in the room he smiled at Reita. "How's your nose?"
Reita lifted the ice pack just enough to poke his nose. "It's kinda numb right now," he said wryly, "but it's still there…"
“That’s good to hear. Uh, I'm going to clean your room now if that's alright with you."
Reita waved a dismissing hand, "Go ahead."
Ruki nodded and ventured into Reita’s bedroom, clucking his tongue at the absolute mess he found there. Didn't he know how to put things away after he used them? It was a simple habit to be honest and it really saved much work for later. Frowning, he started to clean things off the floor, piling dirty clothes into a hamper and other sorts of random garbage into a large trash bag. Crouching down, he fished around under the bed, making a disgusted face at finding a plate full of crumbs half hidden under the bed. Just as he pulled it out, his hand touched something else under there. Feeling around blindly he felt something hard and flat, not too thick. His curiosity getting the better of him he just had to pull it out, finding it to be a lopsided stack of DVD cases. Eyes scanning the topmost one quickly he blinked as his brain registered the title on the cover, "American Assholes?"
Ruki sat down, crossing his legs as he pulled the whole stack out from under the bed, looking at each of the covers before turning them over. "A Rear and Present Danger- 60 minutes of action-packed thrill" ... and another one "Butt Police, best fullbody checks caught on tape... Final Fantasy Unrated…" Ruki raised his eyebrows at the last one, “What a nerd…”
The short man reached further to pick up another one. “Room Service…” The picture of a man dressed in a maid uniform on the cover made Ruki snort. This guy was into some strange things.
The more he looked through him the more they amused him, "Beverly Hills Cock-- follows the adventures of one cop trying to make a difference… Raiders of the Lost Arse… Who the hell came up with these things?!" he sniggered.
"Homo Alone... how original…” He eyed the cover, a man making the same face as the boy in the original movie had made while two men were-- He blinked and moved to the next tasteless movie before bursting out into more laughter. Well if anything, he was making money and getting entertained all in one go. It couldn't have been such a bad thing.
~
Reita dozed on and off while lying on the sofa, his lack of sleep and overall tiredness catching up on him. As if from far away, a snort of laughter came from the bedroom. Then another. Then another.
Blinking his eyes open, Reita frowned and lifted the now melted ice package off his numb nose and looked towards the open bedroom door. He could hear another deep chuckle coming from there. Mighty curious now, Reita slowly got to his feet and tiptoed closer, before poking his head through the doorway. The sight that greeted him made his heart do some impressive acrobatics in his ribs. "Aaahh!!!"
Leaping forward, Reita grabbed the DVD case Ruki was currently reading, hastily gathering the others into his arms and scuttling toward his dresser, yanking the bottom drawer open and dumping his loot into it before slamming it back closed. Chest heaving slightly from his outburst Reita stayed that way, closing his eyes and feeling his face burn from embarrassment.
Ruki raised an eyebrow, Reita's reaction amusing him further as a wide grin appeared on his face. "Wow ... you have some ... uhh, interesting tastes. No wonder you hide them under your bed, I wouldn't want anyone to see those either." He couldn't help but tease, this dork just asked for it. He was actually rather cute, in a nerdy way, especially when his face turned a bright red like that.
When Reita got really embarrassed, he got angry. Frowning at the mocking tone in Ruki's voice, Reita moved towards the door with jerky movements. "None of your business," he snapped curtly, "if you've finished laughing at me, finish your cleaning and get out." Without another look at the brunette, Reita stomped towards the living room once more and dropped back into the couch with a great sigh, turning the tv on and clicked through the channels furiously.
Ruki made an indignant face looking somewhat insulted, "Well don't put your stupid DVDs in places where you hide your DISHES." With a huff he got up and went back to work, grumbling at the mess that was around him and finishing cleaning the room. Soon he went off to the kitchen, disinfecting everything around and keeping the area clean- really, he was just cracking a joke but if the other decided to take such offence to it he decided it was better not to talk at all putting his iPod back on as he tried to ignore the quite gloomy presence in the house.
~
Reita stared at the TV with blank eyes, watching some mindless quiz that seems to be the trend for mid morning program. Soon though, his stomach started growling with a distinctly angry tone, protesting the fact that it hasn't been fed since yesterday afternoon.
Groaning slightly he stumbled to the kitchen, and had to blink a few times at the sight. Seemed like the Hiroshima bomb had decided to pay his kitchen a little visit while he was vegetating on the couch. A vicious curse brought his attention to the open fridge where, in the middle of the mess of mouldy bread and rotten tomatoes, Ruki crouched. Reita spent a few minutes appreciating the beauty amidst the rotten food before shuffling further into the kitchen, poking disinterestedly at a lump of greenish-gray tofu. "Anything edible left?" he asked in a plaintive tone.
Ruki looked back over to the man who now stood in the kitchen, "Well if you want to catch food poisoning please be my guest... how long has this stuff been in the fridge anyways?!" He huffed and threw away the rotten food, moving back to examine what was left in the refrigerator. He looked around spotting an apple before tossing it Reita's way "This looks fine."
Reita peered at the apple and after a few moments of a staring match (where he came off the victor, of course!) he decided the apple looks safe enough to eat. Biting into the sweet flesh he chewed absently while contemplating the tight bottom currently wiggling before his fr-err, Ruki. "You know," he said in a conversational tone, taking another bite out of his snack, "for a hired help, you sure are rude..."
Ruki chewed on his gum, blowing a few bubbles with an uninterested look on his face, "How have I been rude?" He put a hand on his hip, ticking off the fingers in his other hand. "I helped you when you walked into the wall, I haven’t been rude to you-- it's not my fault you make me laugh. I can't help it."
Reita rolled his eyes, "Glad to see you found me so entertaining." He finished his apple in two more bites and threw the core into the garbage bin, basketball-style. "Score!" he cheered. Rubbing his stomach he eyed the brunette again, who was now trying to reach for the last package on the furthest back of the highest shelf. Chuckling to himself, Reita moved nearer and plucked the package, "You want this?" Making a disgusted face at the unknown mutated stuff in it, he gave the package to Ruki.
Ruki looked up at Reita before he was given the package with... heaven knows what was inside. The package said strawberries but Ruki just wasn't so sure anymore, "Hey I could have gotten that myself you know." He always had been sore about his height, sure he was short, he knew it and so did his friends but no one dared say a word to him about it if they valued their lives.
"Yeah? You and what army?" It was Reita's turn to tease now, laughing softly as Ruki glared at him. It struck him at how tiny Ruki was, and how cute, and how he just want to put his arms around him and squish.
Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Reita tore his eyes away and shrugged, "It's faster this way. Anyway, I'm still hungry- Pizza okay for lunch?"
Ruki gave Reita a glare so deathly that if looks could kill Reita would drop to the floor like a fly. The mention of pizza calmed him down slightly though. "Yes, pizza sounds great." A moment later he decided to not let Reita's comment slide without some kind of retaliation, "We can watch Raiders Of The Lost Arse while we eat.” He grinned unrepentantly at the glare Reita gave him.
Reita colored again, cursing his newfound ability to blush his ears off. "Shut up," he muttered irritably, glaring down at Ruki with all his worth, which might not be much, considering the brunette didn’t even flinch. "So I'm gay, alright? You got a problem with that?" he growled belligerently.
Ruki grinned at how defensive the other man became suddenly, "No, I dont have a problem with that..." He stretched his arms out towards the ceiling, shirt riding up as he did so, that look on his face still partly amused with what was going on around him. He eyed Reita and fanned himself, "Please tell me you have the air-conditioning on... I'm getting kind of ... hot"
Predictably, Reita's eyes were once again drawn to the tempting slice of bare skin peeking between the hem of Ruki's shirt and his deliciously short shorts- hey, why waste opportunity when it comes knocking, on in this case, practically staring him in the face and beckoned him to come... closer...
He blinked as Ruki's words registered, the meaning behind them pushing his mind deeper into the depths of the slimiest gutter, images of Ruki's bare skin, sheened with drops of sweat, tanktop clinging faithfully to every curve of muscle before Ruki would slowly, inexorably drew it off his lithe bod-
"HOT!" Reita quickly turned around, hoping Ruki wont see the quite sizable tent quickly forming in his own shorts, "Yes, hot, I’ll- I’ll just turn the AC on, yes, make it cold... cold, yes." Babbling nonsense off the top of his head Reita sprinted outside the kitchen and hid behind his couch, drawing his knees to his chest and took several deep breaths trying to cool himself down. "You traitor!" Reita hissed at his errant member, shaking his finger at it, "not getting any doesn’t mean you have to go say hello to every hot ass walking by!"
Ruki grinned; this was going to be too easy to have fun with. The apartment was actually a decent temperature but hey, it was fun to see the manly man blush. He decided to make things more interesting and called out from the kitchen, "Hope you don't mind, I'm going to take my shirt off until I cool off!"
"Holy mother of'" Reita bit off the curse as his dick once again decided it liked Ruki very, very much and tried to stand up and drag him back towards the kitchen where the other guy was - shirtless, his mind cheerfully informed him - and visited.
Taking a few more deep breath - it's a wonder he's not hyperventilating by now- Reita tried very hard to think unsexy thought, like his boss in a pink tutu, and singing 99 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall under his breath, before he calmed enough to peek out from the couch and deemed the coast was clear from any form of teasing, sexy, hired helpers.
Crawling out from behind the couch, his empty stomach growled again. Lunch, he decided, moving towards the phone.
~
Soon enough the pizza had arrived and boy was Ruki starved at this point. He practically ran towards Reita when he called out that the food has finally arrived. Staring at the box with his mouth watering he waited until Reita pulled out some plates before finally digging in. Soon silence enveloped them and Ruki started to search for some sort of conversation to make this whole situation less- awkward. "So..." he said after he had chewed his food just the minimal amount so that he could swallow it, "what do you do for a living? …Besides walking into walls and collecting cheesy porns," he snickered.
Reita flipped him the finger before answering, voice muffled by the mouthful of pizza he just devoured, "I'm a sound engineer.”
Ruki looked at Reita with renewed interest, "Really? That's really cool, so do you do it because you like music?"
"No, I do it because I like pushing buttons," Reita snorted, nibbling on the string of cheese at the end of his newest slice of pizza. "What kind of question was that? Of course I do it because I like music… I want to be a producer some day... and get rich and order some poor sod around," he chuckled. "What do YOU do anyway? Besides being rude to strangers?" his smile let Ruki know that he was just teasing.
Ruki grinned picking up the hint, "Well, I was thinking of quitting school, but then again, I’m on my last year so I’d figured I’d just tough it out all the way… getting jobs would be easier with some kind of diploma anyway… And what are you talking about?? It's fun being rude to strangers." He shrugged part of him really meaning it although to be honest Reita was probably the only person he had treated this way, just because the man let him get away with it. The thing with Ruki was that if he knew he could push his circumstances, he would do it just to see how much he could get away with.
Reita rolled his eyes, "Very mature, kiddo." He continued munching in silence for a while before, "Do you like music?"
Ruki huffed, "... did you just call me kiddo? Do I look like a kid to you?! I'm not!" Grabbing another piece of pizza he pouted, taking another big bite before continuing, "I love music. I'm someone you find drunk at the karaoke bars singing so loud you can hear it outside of the room." He laughed trying not to choke over stringy cheese in the process.
"Grow a few more centimeters and you might even look grown up," Reita laughed and dodged the pepperoni Ruki threw at his head, "Hey! You’re cleaning that up!"
After they'd settled once more he continued, "Huh... you do have a pretty nice voice I guess... Say what, I'll let you know if there's an audition for backup singers." He shrugged, "Who knows, you might make it."
Ruki's ego reared its ugly head suddenly, "Thanks but no thanks. I don’t do back up for anyone. If I sing, I have to be front and centre." If it were up to Ruki, he would say that he was the best thing since pocket pitas when it came to singing and he was sure of it. Pride flashed in his eyes and that toothy grin he had, "I'll call you up when I get a record contract." It wasn't IF he got a contract it was when. He was destined for it.
Reita gaped a little at the show of confidence before shaking his head in wonder, "Careful you don't choke on that inflated ego, you cocky little shrimp." He gave a little flick to the end of Ruki's nose, laughing at the annoyed look the singer wannabe gave him. He was a bit surprised at how easy it was to talk to someone he'd just met a few hours before, especially since he knew he tended to be a little reticent around strangers.
Ruki pouted childishly, "No! You'll see. One day everybody will know RUKI. I'll be a famous singer and then I'll laugh at you because YOU'LL work for me unlike right now--- but that's because I'm still in school and I'm poor but just you wait an--" Ruki got cut off when Reita flicked his nose, pout now turning into a glare as he whined, "Ow! Don't!"
Reita grinned and did it again; just because. He ignored Ruki's irritated grumblings and took a swig of his soda. "Ok, shrimp, I’ll be waiting for your debut. And you'd better send me a ticket!"
~
Having cleaned the apartment up and down Ruki did one more check to make sure everything was in order before gathering his supplies, "Did I miss anything?"
Reita's little head once again tried to steer his big head to the direction of the gutter, and he had the sudden weird image of his dick jumping up and down waving to Ruki and yelling "Here! You missed a spot here!"
He shook his head to dispel the thought and looked around his once-in-a-lifetime squeaky clean apartment and whistled, "Wow, there's actually a floor underneath all those mess!" He turned back to Ruki with a smile, "Thanks, you're a really big help. Ah," he started fishing around his pockets, "your pay..."
Ruki grinned, putting a hand on his hip as he looked Reita over, "Right, so you owe me 25 dollars."
"O~kay… twenty- huh?" Reita frowned in confusion, "but you've only been here for," he took a quick glance at the clock, "6 hours?"
Ruki made his way over to Reita as close as he could, looking him in the eyes. "The view doesn't come cheap," he winked.
Reita frowned deeper, "What vi- oh." Realization dawned on him and he blushed for the millionth time that day.
"Well? Are you going to pay me or am I going to stand here all day?" Ruki grinned yet didn't back off, a hand held out expectantly.
"U- uh, right," Reita fumbled about as he pulled out the necessary amount from his pockets, twice the amount they'd agreed upon earlier but Reita didn't really mind- Ruki did work hard and his apartment was almost literally spotless. "Here..."
Ruki laughed as he received the bills, not even bothering to count them before shoving them down his tight shorts - Reita had to swallow another wad of spit at that. "Aa, I still think you're coming up short ..." He paused, and threw another considering look at the blonde. “Take me out to dinner and we’ll call it even.”
Reita raised his eyebrows at the addition, a smile beginning to tug at the corner of his lips, “Dinner huh? Sounds pretty expensive…”
Ruki grinned back and nodded, “Uh huh. Dinner.”
Reita pretended to think, “Hmm, how about tomorrow night, here?” He laughed at the doubtful look on Ruki’s face, “I’ll order out, I swear.”
“Cheapskate,” Ruki pouted. Then another smirk bloomed across his pretty lips and he moved even closer, until the heady scent of clean sweat and leftover cologne filled Reita’s nose, making him feel rather warm under the collar. Ruki reached out to trail a finger along the front of Reita’s shirt, leaning forward to brush his lips over Reita’s ear as he whispered, “Okay, but only if you put Beverly Hills Cock on…”
Genre: Humor
Chapters: Oneshot
Pairing:ReitaxRuki
Author:
walkin_siesta and
cloudiestrife
Rating:PG 13
Warnings: Cheesy porn titles that will make you laugh and a bloody nose I guess
Summary: Reita's apartment is a disaster zone so he hires some help to clean it
Disclaimer: we dont own them D:
Comment: We did this on msn together (boy was it fun looking up porn titles LOL)
Reita yawned widely, stretching his arms high above his head. He had just finished another all-nighter before they’d finally finished mixing the recording, and with only 3 hours of sleep on top of it, he was bone-tired, as Uruha would call it.
He gravitated towards the kitchen, idly kicking a shirt here, some ragged pair of jeans there, out of his way. The doorbell rang just as he was about to enter the kitchen for some life-giving liquid, also known as coffee. Blinking a few times, he belatedly remembered asking his old neighbor about getting someone to clean his sty of a place, since he’d been too busy to properly clean it. With a groan he realized that the person his neighbor recommended - some teenager she knew - would be coming in today.
Sighing tiredly, he changed his course towards the front door and sluggishly moved to open it, "Yes?"
Ruki stood out the door looking off in another direction. He sighed, if there's one thing he hated, it was cleaning and what was worse was cleaning messes other people made but he needed the money and nothing seemed to ever come free or easy in this world. Chewing his gum he fixed his shirt just as the man opened the door to his apartment. "Hi, I heard you needed someone to help you clean?" he asked as he blew a pink bubble that obscured part of his face until it popped, "It's 2 dollars an hour".
Reita's eyes nearly popped out of his head as they landed on the vision currently standing at his doorstep. Bye bye sleep, hello Mr. Woody!
For long moments he could only stare, frozen to his welcome mat, eyes helplessly trailing along the smooth, creamy-gold legs that seemed endless and almost indecently bared by the short cutoffs the teen wore, up along the slender torso revealed by a dark tanktop before landing on the plush, pink lips, moving constantly as they chewed on a gum. Reita swallowed hard, eyes stuck to the lips faithfully, having the greatest urge to stick his finger between them and feel them move against it. Though maybe there are better things to stick in there than his finger...
The teen's deep voice blew away any doubt Reita had had about his gender - flat chest notwithstanding - and with great effort he managed to drag his eyes away from those mobile mouth -pop!- and into surly brown eyes watching him warily.
"2 dollars?" he parroted dumbly, for a moment thinking that fate had finally stopped trying to see how his balls look like all shrivelled and pruney like, and settled on giving him some instead. And oh, he wasn't complaining...
Ruki raised an eyebrow; could this man be anymore obvious? How old was he anyway? Ruki would’ve guessed around 25 or so. He sighed in annoyance, "Yes... two dollars... Do we have a deal or not?" His lips formed an 'O' and soon another bubble obscured his face from view before exploding in a loud pop.
2 dollars… and fate was so cheap too! The sky parted, the sun shone down on him and the humid summer air sang with a heavenly chorus... until reality bitchslapped him in the face and made he remember what the guy was actually here for.
"Oh..OH! Yeah. Clean. 2 dollars? Um. Yeah. Sure. Come in... 2 dollars yes? Yes, to clean." Reita stammered, legs finally ending their deep communion with his welcome mat and moved aside to let the teen in. And hey, it wasn’t his fault that his hallway was so narrow that the guy couldn’t help but brush against him as he walked past, was it?
Ruki sighed- this was going to be a long, long day. He could tell right from the way this man stumbled over his words and generally being a blabbering idiot. Making his way through the tiny hallway, Ruki brushed against the other man more than he intended to as he moved in. "Anything in particular you don't want me touching?"
Mm..you can touch all you like baby... the chibi perverted devil inside Reita snickered. Outwardly he simply said, "Just my worktable near the TV," as he closed the door and relocked it. His heart thumped with excitement as he realized that he's going to be alone with the walking sex-bomb for at least a few hours today. "Um, what's your name?" he called out as he followed the other man into his living room- he could hardly call him Mr. Sex-on-Legs now, can he? Speaking of legs...
Almost on their own accord Reita's eyes moved down the enticing dip of spine clearly outlined by the thin top, ending in the sweet curve of his bottom, lovingly cupped by worn denim and Reita felt his temperature rose a few notches, making the air-conditioned room uncomfortably warm.
Now why did Ruki have this sudden feeling of being caged in with a hungry wolf? Either way he shook off the feeling and nodded and bent over to put his things down on the floor. "Okay, you got it..."
Reita's eyes rounded once more and he swallowed hard as the guy bent down, and the denim stretched tight across the tightest, most adorable little bottom Reita had seen, and he nearly cried out in protest as he straightened. Then again, the front view was equally as nice...
Getting back up Ruki turned to Reita and gave him a charming little smile, "I'm Ruki. You are?" The hungry look the man was making him rather uncomfortable. Then again, maybe there was a way to benefit from all of this since he probably had him wrapped around his pinky...
Reita blinked, dragging his eyes back up to meet amused brown eyes, and if the little smirk Ruki had on his face was any indication, Reita had been caught ogling. His face colored brilliantly. Coughing a little, he shuffled his feet awkwardly and answered, "I'm Reita."
Right there was all the confirmation Ruki needed written on the man's face in the form of a bright tint that stained his cheeks red, "Nice to meet you. Now, where should I start?"
~
Reita tried, really, he tried very hard, to focus on the squiggly black lines making up the letters of an article in the music magazine he was holding, but for some reason his brain refused to come up with a coherent meaning to the characters he had been learning since he was 3. Instead, said gray matters kept trying to direct his eyes - and dick - to the bundle of creamy limbs currently wiggling around his apartment.
Ruki had jammed his iPod on early on, and cleaned while humming along to whatever song he was listening to. Reita had to admit, Ruki's voice wasn’t half bad, it was the unconscious swaying of those hips he objected to, since it was slowly, yet surely driving him rather insane.
He shifted uncomfortably on his position lounging on the couch, and for the hundredeth time that morning, his magazine lowered, just enough for him to peek above it and saw Ruki, just as he bent low to dust underneath a drawer.
Ruki kept himself focused on his work, only occasionally letting his eyes wander to Reita, giving him a slight smile here and there as he moved on. Zooming back and forth around the room he found himself swaying his hips to the music as he cleared things off a table that held a lamp on it beside the couch.
Cocking to the left, wriggling a little, before swinging back to the right... Reita was nearly hypnotized by the languid movements of those hips, clad in the illegally short shorts, absently wondering how it would feel to wrap his hands around that tiny waist, when he realized the object of his intense scrutiny was swaying closer. Letting out a small meep Reita ducked back behind the safety of his magazine and went back to pretending to read.
“Um…”
Reita popped back up from his magazine as Ruki spoke, “Yes?”
Ruki had a strange look of amusement mixed with disbelief as he gestured to the magazine still held in Reita’s hand. “Your magazine… it’s upside down…”
Eyes widening, Reita looked back to his magazine and once again his face turned to a nice shade of cooked lobster as he realized that he'd been caught red-handed. Clearing his throat nervously, Reita decided to save the remaining shreds of pride he still had and run away. "I- I'm going to get some water..."
Throwing his magazine down, he leaped out of the couch and nearly ran to the kitchen, though he managed to control himself and slowed down to a slightly more normal pace. Unbidden, his eyes strayed once more to the brunette, who was now standing on tiptoe trying to reach a particularly high shelf. The move made his shirt ride up his nicely flat stomach, and his obscenely low riding shorts to ride further down, exposing a fine trail of dark hair arrowing down into...
"AAARRGGHHH...!!!"
~
The agonized scream made Ruki jump nearly a foot high. Dropping his duster, he tore his earphones out and rushed towards where the sound came from. He blinked at the sight that greeted him- Reita, the blushing dork who was on the couch just a moment ago, curled up on the floor right in front of the wall holding his nose. “What happened?” he asked as he crouched beside the blond.
“The damn wall hit me!” Reita wailed, muffled by his hands.
Ruki frowned in confusion, but then everything snapped into place and he couldn't contain his laugher, taking over his frame completely in shakes as he moved to grab tissues for the poor man's bleeding nose, "What the hell did you do?!" He barely managed to push out words between his laughter as he handed Reita the white fluffy tissues that instantly blossomed to red. "Didn't you watch where you're going? I mean... I've walked into some strange things before... but a wall?!"
"Oow fuck," Reita's curses were muffled by the hands he clapped over his bleeding nose, writhing around as his nose throbbed painfully from its unfortunate meeting with the wall- and the rest of his body from the hard floor when he fell. All that plus the huge, crushing blow to his manly pride and Reita never wished so hard he could expire on the spot into itsy-bitsy Reita pieces.
Ruki gently wrapped his slender fingers around Reita's arm and helped him back over to the living room, gesturing for the taller man to sit down before crouching in front of him with a box of tissues in hand, "Take your hand away and let me have a look. I want to make sure you didn't break anything." He tried to keep his giggles to a minimum, only occasionally letting one slip out as he coaxed the clumsy man to take his hands away. Moving his face close to Reita's he looked carefully, lips tantalizingly close as he took a tissue to wipe away excess blood, "Hmn, it seems okay I think...." A long paused followed before he grinned, "I still can't believe you walked into a wall! How can you miss that?! It… didn’t even move around!"
When in pain, be evil. Reita threw the giggling man his evillest, deathest, shut-up-or-i'll-strangle-you-with-your-nonexistant-underwear glare he could manage with his nose swelled into an onion-sized bulb. "'m gwad ywu fwind dwis fwanny," he said sternly, if a bit indistinctly.
Ruki tried again to hold in laughter, pale cheeks turning pink before he finally exploded into another fit of hysterical giggles, "I--I'm sorry but... your expression was PRICELESS." He hiccupped, finally managing to calm himself down, though he was still grinning. "Need some ice? It'll help the swelling." Without waiting for a response he ran back to the kitchen to place ice in a sandwich bag and tied a knot in it to contain whatever may leak before returning to Reita. "Here."
Reita accepted the ice, wincing as he put it against his sore nose, though the cold package quickly lessened the pain somewhat, closing his eyes and sighing in relief as he swam in the pleasant numbness. Cracking his eye open once more, he saw Ruki still standing near the couch, looking down on him with a small grin still playing on his pretty lips. Reita gave him a low wattage glare and wave a hand around, "'m foyne, go cwean!"
Ruki's grin widened, Reita's stuffed up nasal accent was just too much for him. Putting his earphone back in his ears he cranked up the volume and went back to work, taking the vacuum cleaner and plugging it in before turning it on. Soon enough he managed to forget about the poor man and began to saunter around, singing a little louder because of all the noise in the air.
Reita sighed in relief as Ruki went back to his work while Reita went back to nursing his injured nose- and severely injured pride. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the world outside but the low hum of the vacuum broke his concentration. Then Ruki began to sing.
His interest sparked once more, Reita peeked out of half-lidded eyes towards where Ruki was having a grand time vacuuming Reita's carpet, which, if it could, would be crying in happiness and joy at finally being cleaned of dust bunnies.
His near death experience had dampened his horniness considerably, so Reita was more able to appreciate the grace of Ruki's movements and his deep voice. Ruki really did sing well- he could be a vocalist in a band somewhere. Reita smiled, recognizing the song Ruki was singing and unconsciously started humming along under his breath.
Dragging the vacuum around the rather neglected carpet Ruki didn't realize how far he had pulled the cord, the piece of wire being pulled on to the point where it was pulled out of the plug, his singing becoming loud and clear for a moment before he noticed and plugged it back in finishing the room. Practically prancing back in the room he smiled at Reita. "How's your nose?"
Reita lifted the ice pack just enough to poke his nose. "It's kinda numb right now," he said wryly, "but it's still there…"
“That’s good to hear. Uh, I'm going to clean your room now if that's alright with you."
Reita waved a dismissing hand, "Go ahead."
Ruki nodded and ventured into Reita’s bedroom, clucking his tongue at the absolute mess he found there. Didn't he know how to put things away after he used them? It was a simple habit to be honest and it really saved much work for later. Frowning, he started to clean things off the floor, piling dirty clothes into a hamper and other sorts of random garbage into a large trash bag. Crouching down, he fished around under the bed, making a disgusted face at finding a plate full of crumbs half hidden under the bed. Just as he pulled it out, his hand touched something else under there. Feeling around blindly he felt something hard and flat, not too thick. His curiosity getting the better of him he just had to pull it out, finding it to be a lopsided stack of DVD cases. Eyes scanning the topmost one quickly he blinked as his brain registered the title on the cover, "American Assholes?"
Ruki sat down, crossing his legs as he pulled the whole stack out from under the bed, looking at each of the covers before turning them over. "A Rear and Present Danger- 60 minutes of action-packed thrill" ... and another one "Butt Police, best fullbody checks caught on tape... Final Fantasy Unrated…" Ruki raised his eyebrows at the last one, “What a nerd…”
The short man reached further to pick up another one. “Room Service…” The picture of a man dressed in a maid uniform on the cover made Ruki snort. This guy was into some strange things.
The more he looked through him the more they amused him, "Beverly Hills Cock-- follows the adventures of one cop trying to make a difference… Raiders of the Lost Arse… Who the hell came up with these things?!" he sniggered.
"Homo Alone... how original…” He eyed the cover, a man making the same face as the boy in the original movie had made while two men were-- He blinked and moved to the next tasteless movie before bursting out into more laughter. Well if anything, he was making money and getting entertained all in one go. It couldn't have been such a bad thing.
~
Reita dozed on and off while lying on the sofa, his lack of sleep and overall tiredness catching up on him. As if from far away, a snort of laughter came from the bedroom. Then another. Then another.
Blinking his eyes open, Reita frowned and lifted the now melted ice package off his numb nose and looked towards the open bedroom door. He could hear another deep chuckle coming from there. Mighty curious now, Reita slowly got to his feet and tiptoed closer, before poking his head through the doorway. The sight that greeted him made his heart do some impressive acrobatics in his ribs. "Aaahh!!!"
Leaping forward, Reita grabbed the DVD case Ruki was currently reading, hastily gathering the others into his arms and scuttling toward his dresser, yanking the bottom drawer open and dumping his loot into it before slamming it back closed. Chest heaving slightly from his outburst Reita stayed that way, closing his eyes and feeling his face burn from embarrassment.
Ruki raised an eyebrow, Reita's reaction amusing him further as a wide grin appeared on his face. "Wow ... you have some ... uhh, interesting tastes. No wonder you hide them under your bed, I wouldn't want anyone to see those either." He couldn't help but tease, this dork just asked for it. He was actually rather cute, in a nerdy way, especially when his face turned a bright red like that.
When Reita got really embarrassed, he got angry. Frowning at the mocking tone in Ruki's voice, Reita moved towards the door with jerky movements. "None of your business," he snapped curtly, "if you've finished laughing at me, finish your cleaning and get out." Without another look at the brunette, Reita stomped towards the living room once more and dropped back into the couch with a great sigh, turning the tv on and clicked through the channels furiously.
Ruki made an indignant face looking somewhat insulted, "Well don't put your stupid DVDs in places where you hide your DISHES." With a huff he got up and went back to work, grumbling at the mess that was around him and finishing cleaning the room. Soon he went off to the kitchen, disinfecting everything around and keeping the area clean- really, he was just cracking a joke but if the other decided to take such offence to it he decided it was better not to talk at all putting his iPod back on as he tried to ignore the quite gloomy presence in the house.
~
Reita stared at the TV with blank eyes, watching some mindless quiz that seems to be the trend for mid morning program. Soon though, his stomach started growling with a distinctly angry tone, protesting the fact that it hasn't been fed since yesterday afternoon.
Groaning slightly he stumbled to the kitchen, and had to blink a few times at the sight. Seemed like the Hiroshima bomb had decided to pay his kitchen a little visit while he was vegetating on the couch. A vicious curse brought his attention to the open fridge where, in the middle of the mess of mouldy bread and rotten tomatoes, Ruki crouched. Reita spent a few minutes appreciating the beauty amidst the rotten food before shuffling further into the kitchen, poking disinterestedly at a lump of greenish-gray tofu. "Anything edible left?" he asked in a plaintive tone.
Ruki looked back over to the man who now stood in the kitchen, "Well if you want to catch food poisoning please be my guest... how long has this stuff been in the fridge anyways?!" He huffed and threw away the rotten food, moving back to examine what was left in the refrigerator. He looked around spotting an apple before tossing it Reita's way "This looks fine."
Reita peered at the apple and after a few moments of a staring match (where he came off the victor, of course!) he decided the apple looks safe enough to eat. Biting into the sweet flesh he chewed absently while contemplating the tight bottom currently wiggling before his fr-err, Ruki. "You know," he said in a conversational tone, taking another bite out of his snack, "for a hired help, you sure are rude..."
Ruki chewed on his gum, blowing a few bubbles with an uninterested look on his face, "How have I been rude?" He put a hand on his hip, ticking off the fingers in his other hand. "I helped you when you walked into the wall, I haven’t been rude to you-- it's not my fault you make me laugh. I can't help it."
Reita rolled his eyes, "Glad to see you found me so entertaining." He finished his apple in two more bites and threw the core into the garbage bin, basketball-style. "Score!" he cheered. Rubbing his stomach he eyed the brunette again, who was now trying to reach for the last package on the furthest back of the highest shelf. Chuckling to himself, Reita moved nearer and plucked the package, "You want this?" Making a disgusted face at the unknown mutated stuff in it, he gave the package to Ruki.
Ruki looked up at Reita before he was given the package with... heaven knows what was inside. The package said strawberries but Ruki just wasn't so sure anymore, "Hey I could have gotten that myself you know." He always had been sore about his height, sure he was short, he knew it and so did his friends but no one dared say a word to him about it if they valued their lives.
"Yeah? You and what army?" It was Reita's turn to tease now, laughing softly as Ruki glared at him. It struck him at how tiny Ruki was, and how cute, and how he just want to put his arms around him and squish.
Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Reita tore his eyes away and shrugged, "It's faster this way. Anyway, I'm still hungry- Pizza okay for lunch?"
Ruki gave Reita a glare so deathly that if looks could kill Reita would drop to the floor like a fly. The mention of pizza calmed him down slightly though. "Yes, pizza sounds great." A moment later he decided to not let Reita's comment slide without some kind of retaliation, "We can watch Raiders Of The Lost Arse while we eat.” He grinned unrepentantly at the glare Reita gave him.
Reita colored again, cursing his newfound ability to blush his ears off. "Shut up," he muttered irritably, glaring down at Ruki with all his worth, which might not be much, considering the brunette didn’t even flinch. "So I'm gay, alright? You got a problem with that?" he growled belligerently.
Ruki grinned at how defensive the other man became suddenly, "No, I dont have a problem with that..." He stretched his arms out towards the ceiling, shirt riding up as he did so, that look on his face still partly amused with what was going on around him. He eyed Reita and fanned himself, "Please tell me you have the air-conditioning on... I'm getting kind of ... hot"
Predictably, Reita's eyes were once again drawn to the tempting slice of bare skin peeking between the hem of Ruki's shirt and his deliciously short shorts- hey, why waste opportunity when it comes knocking, on in this case, practically staring him in the face and beckoned him to come... closer...
He blinked as Ruki's words registered, the meaning behind them pushing his mind deeper into the depths of the slimiest gutter, images of Ruki's bare skin, sheened with drops of sweat, tanktop clinging faithfully to every curve of muscle before Ruki would slowly, inexorably drew it off his lithe bod-
"HOT!" Reita quickly turned around, hoping Ruki wont see the quite sizable tent quickly forming in his own shorts, "Yes, hot, I’ll- I’ll just turn the AC on, yes, make it cold... cold, yes." Babbling nonsense off the top of his head Reita sprinted outside the kitchen and hid behind his couch, drawing his knees to his chest and took several deep breaths trying to cool himself down. "You traitor!" Reita hissed at his errant member, shaking his finger at it, "not getting any doesn’t mean you have to go say hello to every hot ass walking by!"
Ruki grinned; this was going to be too easy to have fun with. The apartment was actually a decent temperature but hey, it was fun to see the manly man blush. He decided to make things more interesting and called out from the kitchen, "Hope you don't mind, I'm going to take my shirt off until I cool off!"
"Holy mother of'" Reita bit off the curse as his dick once again decided it liked Ruki very, very much and tried to stand up and drag him back towards the kitchen where the other guy was - shirtless, his mind cheerfully informed him - and visited.
Taking a few more deep breath - it's a wonder he's not hyperventilating by now- Reita tried very hard to think unsexy thought, like his boss in a pink tutu, and singing 99 Bottles Of Beer On The Wall under his breath, before he calmed enough to peek out from the couch and deemed the coast was clear from any form of teasing, sexy, hired helpers.
Crawling out from behind the couch, his empty stomach growled again. Lunch, he decided, moving towards the phone.
~
Soon enough the pizza had arrived and boy was Ruki starved at this point. He practically ran towards Reita when he called out that the food has finally arrived. Staring at the box with his mouth watering he waited until Reita pulled out some plates before finally digging in. Soon silence enveloped them and Ruki started to search for some sort of conversation to make this whole situation less- awkward. "So..." he said after he had chewed his food just the minimal amount so that he could swallow it, "what do you do for a living? …Besides walking into walls and collecting cheesy porns," he snickered.
Reita flipped him the finger before answering, voice muffled by the mouthful of pizza he just devoured, "I'm a sound engineer.”
Ruki looked at Reita with renewed interest, "Really? That's really cool, so do you do it because you like music?"
"No, I do it because I like pushing buttons," Reita snorted, nibbling on the string of cheese at the end of his newest slice of pizza. "What kind of question was that? Of course I do it because I like music… I want to be a producer some day... and get rich and order some poor sod around," he chuckled. "What do YOU do anyway? Besides being rude to strangers?" his smile let Ruki know that he was just teasing.
Ruki grinned picking up the hint, "Well, I was thinking of quitting school, but then again, I’m on my last year so I’d figured I’d just tough it out all the way… getting jobs would be easier with some kind of diploma anyway… And what are you talking about?? It's fun being rude to strangers." He shrugged part of him really meaning it although to be honest Reita was probably the only person he had treated this way, just because the man let him get away with it. The thing with Ruki was that if he knew he could push his circumstances, he would do it just to see how much he could get away with.
Reita rolled his eyes, "Very mature, kiddo." He continued munching in silence for a while before, "Do you like music?"
Ruki huffed, "... did you just call me kiddo? Do I look like a kid to you?! I'm not!" Grabbing another piece of pizza he pouted, taking another big bite before continuing, "I love music. I'm someone you find drunk at the karaoke bars singing so loud you can hear it outside of the room." He laughed trying not to choke over stringy cheese in the process.
"Grow a few more centimeters and you might even look grown up," Reita laughed and dodged the pepperoni Ruki threw at his head, "Hey! You’re cleaning that up!"
After they'd settled once more he continued, "Huh... you do have a pretty nice voice I guess... Say what, I'll let you know if there's an audition for backup singers." He shrugged, "Who knows, you might make it."
Ruki's ego reared its ugly head suddenly, "Thanks but no thanks. I don’t do back up for anyone. If I sing, I have to be front and centre." If it were up to Ruki, he would say that he was the best thing since pocket pitas when it came to singing and he was sure of it. Pride flashed in his eyes and that toothy grin he had, "I'll call you up when I get a record contract." It wasn't IF he got a contract it was when. He was destined for it.
Reita gaped a little at the show of confidence before shaking his head in wonder, "Careful you don't choke on that inflated ego, you cocky little shrimp." He gave a little flick to the end of Ruki's nose, laughing at the annoyed look the singer wannabe gave him. He was a bit surprised at how easy it was to talk to someone he'd just met a few hours before, especially since he knew he tended to be a little reticent around strangers.
Ruki pouted childishly, "No! You'll see. One day everybody will know RUKI. I'll be a famous singer and then I'll laugh at you because YOU'LL work for me unlike right now--- but that's because I'm still in school and I'm poor but just you wait an--" Ruki got cut off when Reita flicked his nose, pout now turning into a glare as he whined, "Ow! Don't!"
Reita grinned and did it again; just because. He ignored Ruki's irritated grumblings and took a swig of his soda. "Ok, shrimp, I’ll be waiting for your debut. And you'd better send me a ticket!"
~
Having cleaned the apartment up and down Ruki did one more check to make sure everything was in order before gathering his supplies, "Did I miss anything?"
Reita's little head once again tried to steer his big head to the direction of the gutter, and he had the sudden weird image of his dick jumping up and down waving to Ruki and yelling "Here! You missed a spot here!"
He shook his head to dispel the thought and looked around his once-in-a-lifetime squeaky clean apartment and whistled, "Wow, there's actually a floor underneath all those mess!" He turned back to Ruki with a smile, "Thanks, you're a really big help. Ah," he started fishing around his pockets, "your pay..."
Ruki grinned, putting a hand on his hip as he looked Reita over, "Right, so you owe me 25 dollars."
"O~kay… twenty- huh?" Reita frowned in confusion, "but you've only been here for," he took a quick glance at the clock, "6 hours?"
Ruki made his way over to Reita as close as he could, looking him in the eyes. "The view doesn't come cheap," he winked.
Reita frowned deeper, "What vi- oh." Realization dawned on him and he blushed for the millionth time that day.
"Well? Are you going to pay me or am I going to stand here all day?" Ruki grinned yet didn't back off, a hand held out expectantly.
"U- uh, right," Reita fumbled about as he pulled out the necessary amount from his pockets, twice the amount they'd agreed upon earlier but Reita didn't really mind- Ruki did work hard and his apartment was almost literally spotless. "Here..."
Ruki laughed as he received the bills, not even bothering to count them before shoving them down his tight shorts - Reita had to swallow another wad of spit at that. "Aa, I still think you're coming up short ..." He paused, and threw another considering look at the blonde. “Take me out to dinner and we’ll call it even.”
Reita raised his eyebrows at the addition, a smile beginning to tug at the corner of his lips, “Dinner huh? Sounds pretty expensive…”
Ruki grinned back and nodded, “Uh huh. Dinner.”
Reita pretended to think, “Hmm, how about tomorrow night, here?” He laughed at the doubtful look on Ruki’s face, “I’ll order out, I swear.”
“Cheapskate,” Ruki pouted. Then another smirk bloomed across his pretty lips and he moved even closer, until the heady scent of clean sweat and leftover cologne filled Reita’s nose, making him feel rather warm under the collar. Ruki reached out to trail a finger along the front of Reita’s shirt, leaning forward to brush his lips over Reita’s ear as he whispered, “Okay, but only if you put Beverly Hills Cock on…”