You're mine
It was quite a cold night outside. Christmas was getting closer and closer, but Nishikido Ryo had no time for feelings like that. At the moment he was rushing through the snow, which was falling down to the earth. He was in a hurry, because he knew that Yamapi would be angry at him again, if he was late for dinner. Again.
He was just a few steps from Yamashitas apartment, when his mobile phone rang. With a mad glare he pulled it out of his pocket and sighed, just before he answered the call.
“Hai. Moshi, moshi.”, he said with a calm voice. He stopped and watched his the snowflakes. With every breathe he took there was a small cloud in front of his face. The person at the other end talked to Ryo a bit. “But.. I was.. I wanted.. I promised… Yamapi has cooked for me tonight, so I wanted to - Hai.. hai.. I will talk to him.” Ryo sighed deeply when he ended the conversation and looked up to the lighted window of Yamapis flat. He dialed the number und put the phone to his ear.
“Ah! Ryo-chan. You have to hurry. The meal will be getting cold if you don’t.”, Yamapi said right after he picked up the phone. He was not angry at all. He sounded more like he was amused that Ryo called before he came.
“Ano… Pi-chan.. actually.. I can’t come tonight. Something came up. Hontou ni gomen nasai..”, the young man from Osaka started and heard the noise of a deep sigh at the other end. “I’m very sorry. I got the call right now. Perhaps we could do that another day.”
“It’s always the same. You’ve changed in the past few months Ryo-chan.”, the younger man said disappointed. Ryo bit his lip and swallowed. He began to shiver because of the cold. He hanged up without saying any other word, threw a short look to the window where his best friend stood and turned around. With a straight walk he walked out of the sight of Tomohisa and put his mobile phone back into his pocket.
Actually he could understand Yamapis feelings, but he had no choice. There were things he never told his best friend and Ryo wouldn’t do this now either. It was his secret, something he wanted to forget. Something he wanted to share with nobody.
After a short walk the black haired man stepped into a small restaurant. He wasn’t hungry nor thirsty, now he couldn’t eat with Yamapi. The whole week he waited for this evening and now HE showed up again. Ryo felt a soft grab in his hair and turned the head to watch who was touching him. He hated when he was touched by other people than his friends. With the fans he could get along, but surely not with HIM.
“Put your hands out of my hair.” Ryo grumbled angry and crossed his arms. The other man smiled softly and grabbed one of the younger mans arms.
“Don’t be so shy, Ryo-chan. You’ve never been, so why are you acting so cold?”, he asked and Ryo glared at him, but followed the man into a room, where the table was full of food. “I thought you could be hungry, when you told me, that your friend invited you.”
“I am not hungry anymore.”, the black haired said and stared to the blonde. He hated blonde hair. He hated HIS blonde hair.
“I thought you would be happy to see me after all these years, Ryo-chan.”, the man said and Nishikido laughed without any emotion.
“You really made my day.”, he answered full of irony, before he sat down. “What do you want Yusei? I don’t have anything I could give you. You have everything you need.”
“That’s not true. There was a young boy, bullied by his friends and lost, because his parents didn’t take care of him. I took that child to me and tried to make a good boy out of him. But then he ran away without one word and left me behind with no chance to reach him.” Yusei looked deep in Ryos eyes and smiled softly again. “That’s not the way to do something, isn’t it, Ryo-chan? Eat something. I see you’re really hungry.”
“No, I won’t.”
“Don’t be stupid, because then I have to do this.”
Suddenly Yusei was over Ryo and began to tickle him, so the young man began to laugh, while he tried to release himself out of this situation. He felt not comfortable, but had no chance against the older man. Ryo giggled and laughed even more, when Yusei put more effort in the tickling.
All of a sudden the door opened and Yamapi was standing right in front of the two men. Ryo realized it just a second later and jumped up.
“It’s not what it looks like, Yamapi!”, he tried to explain, but was slapped by his friend, which glared angry at him.
“So this is the something, that came up, hu? I thought we were friends but you lied to me and showed me how irrelevant I am to you! You’re the worst!” With this words Yamapi rushed out of the room, with Ryo staring after him. The black haired man couldn’t move. He was shocked. Shocked, that his best friend had broken with him. Ryo knew that he had just a few days with Yamapi in the past months but he didn’t know how it had hurt his friend.
“Yamapi…”, Ryo whispered and laid one hand on his cheek, staring at the wall of the room, when he felt a soft grab at his other hand.
“He’s gone, Ryo-chan. So you’re all by yourself, aren’t you?”, Yusei asked and Ryo shook his head.
“No.. I have friends.. more than I can count with my hands!”, he answered harsh, tried to take his hand back, but was pulled to the older man.
“No you haven’t. I am everything you have now. Your light in this dark night. You will be mine always. Everything of your body belongs to me, you can’t run from me, little Ryo..”