[fic] - 39 - chapter twentyfour
"Takanori!"
"Uhun..?"
Gods, I can't even describe how much I hated it when Akira woke me early at a saturday morning.
Well, early was to be defined... yes, 11am was early. Too early for my taste.
Way too early.
"Kouyou said you can sing!"
"What... alright now, great joke, tell me later again~"
I was rolling over onto my stomach and closed my eyes again.
"I'm being serious, Taka!"
His body bounced slightly on the bed as he sat down on its edge.
Why was he up and fully dressed this early anyway?
Damn sports freak.
"He said you were singing some Ayumi Hamasaki song when you used his bathroom~"
"I'll kill him."
"You'd have to get up for that first."
"What am I having a boyfriend for? Go ahead, my brave knight and rescue your prince's reputation.", I snorted.
"I won't kill anyone for that lousy goal, honey."
"Don't call me that."
"Why not, honey?"
"...die."
"Come on, you can't sing that bad if Kouyou says you're a good singer."
"He likes Slayer."
"Taka..."
"Alright, alright, maybe I can sing. So what?"
He grinned down at me as soon as I turned to face him.
Oh fuck.
He was planning somethi-
"No way in fucking hell."
"Why not? It'd be worth a try!"
"Never ever. Nu-uh." I shook my head.
I don't know how exactly he had convinced me to come there, but half an hour later I was sitting on a stool in the studio room with some sheets of notes and text in front of me.
"Just to clear this first: Kouyou, you're soon to die in a fire."
"You should stop singing while you shit, that'd definitely be better for your breathing. And your karma."
Oh, he was so lucky that window seperated us...
And well, I guess you're wondering why I've been telling you all of this.
Quite smart question, I must admit.
Do you remember where all of this started?
Right, at a day that could be summed up with the word "shit" and a club I'd just come into by accident. With some coffee and a handful of people who had already become close friends by now.
And right now?
Right now, I was sitting next to my lover in a radio show.
"I call myself Ruki because I see myself as a beginner."
FIN.
A/N: Oh well, seems like we're at the end.
I wanted to say a big THANKYOU to those who followed this project, commented or just read without leaving a comment. I hope all of you enjoyed this little piece of Reituki love.
See you soon again with other projects and it'd be a honor for me to see you reading again.
Chapters: 24
Total word count: 14.180
Count of swearwords: 114
Number of comments: 303
Time needed: 131 days
"Uhun..?"
Gods, I can't even describe how much I hated it when Akira woke me early at a saturday morning.
Well, early was to be defined... yes, 11am was early. Too early for my taste.
Way too early.
"Kouyou said you can sing!"
"What... alright now, great joke, tell me later again~"
I was rolling over onto my stomach and closed my eyes again.
"I'm being serious, Taka!"
His body bounced slightly on the bed as he sat down on its edge.
Why was he up and fully dressed this early anyway?
Damn sports freak.
"He said you were singing some Ayumi Hamasaki song when you used his bathroom~"
"I'll kill him."
"You'd have to get up for that first."
"What am I having a boyfriend for? Go ahead, my brave knight and rescue your prince's reputation.", I snorted.
"I won't kill anyone for that lousy goal, honey."
"Don't call me that."
"Why not, honey?"
"...die."
"Come on, you can't sing that bad if Kouyou says you're a good singer."
"He likes Slayer."
"Taka..."
"Alright, alright, maybe I can sing. So what?"
He grinned down at me as soon as I turned to face him.
Oh fuck.
He was planning somethi-
"No way in fucking hell."
"Why not? It'd be worth a try!"
"Never ever. Nu-uh." I shook my head.
I don't know how exactly he had convinced me to come there, but half an hour later I was sitting on a stool in the studio room with some sheets of notes and text in front of me.
"Just to clear this first: Kouyou, you're soon to die in a fire."
"You should stop singing while you shit, that'd definitely be better for your breathing. And your karma."
Oh, he was so lucky that window seperated us...
And well, I guess you're wondering why I've been telling you all of this.
Quite smart question, I must admit.
Do you remember where all of this started?
Right, at a day that could be summed up with the word "shit" and a club I'd just come into by accident. With some coffee and a handful of people who had already become close friends by now.
And right now?
Right now, I was sitting next to my lover in a radio show.
"I call myself Ruki because I see myself as a beginner."
FIN.
A/N: Oh well, seems like we're at the end.
I wanted to say a big THANKYOU to those who followed this project, commented or just read without leaving a comment. I hope all of you enjoyed this little piece of Reituki love.
See you soon again with other projects and it'd be a honor for me to see you reading again.
Chapters: 24
Total word count: 14.180
Count of swearwords: 114
Number of comments: 303
Time needed: 131 days