The Three Of Us
Author: shy_mizuno
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Yabu/Ryutaro/Takaki
Disclaimer: If I owned them, we'd have our wonderful Ryu-chan back. And with more lines.
Summary: Things have been going smooth for H!S!J's newest trio. But one very important decision could split the trio apart.
Note: For suzukitakaki I'm so sorry it's taken me three months to write this. I'm also very sorry that it's not exactly what you wanted. I'm sorry
Ryutaro danced against Yabu for all to see. He didn't really care that all of Hey!Say could see them - they weren't really watching, anyway - and thankfully, Yabu didn't either. The moves weren't rehearsed. The moment wasn't planned. They were just dancing and it was wonderful.
He felt Yabu's arms around his waist from behind him and their bodies were pulled even closer. He smirked, running a hand across the elder's cheek.
In another world - the real world, outside the music and this sensual moment - he knows the door's opened and that they now really do have an audience. They should stop now - it's probably Sensei and they don't have any time to waste if it was. But then again, if Yabu didn't care why should he?
The light was blocked and just as his eyes fluttered open, they closed again with a smile on his lips. His lip which Takaki was now kissing. They stopped dancing and he looked up at the diva. “Hello Yuyan...” He murmured.
Takaki smirked and thankfully, Ryutaro got another kiss. “Ryu....do you think I can borrow Yabu for a minute?” Since they came together as a trio, Ryutaro was happy to see Yabu and Takaki growing closer and closer. And what made him happier was the fact that at the end of everyday, he still was and would always be the one they loved the most.
Ryutaro turned his head and grabbed Yabu's lips in his. “Bye Bye Yabu~.” Yabu smirked at him and those arms and that body stepped away from his. He watched the two walk out the doors, arm around the shoulders. Ryutaro couldn't help smiling. He had wonderful boyfriends.
Yabu leaned against the wall as Takaki paced in front of him. “This is about Ryu, isn't it?”
Takaki looked at him, but stilling his pacing it did not. “Uhm...sort of. But it's more about the three out of us.”
Yabu breath came out in a sigh. His arms crossed over his chest. “What are you doing to my boyfriend?”
Takaki felt small beneath Yabu's glare. He may have been accepted by the leader, but there still were moments that Ryutaro didn't know about when Yabu claimed the young dancer as his. And it hurt.
“Well...I was just...wondering...” Takaki stopped playing with his hands and looked Yabu in the eye. “I want to be Ryutaro's...y'know...first.”
I cheated. My parents want us to break-up. I got a drama role where I have to date another girl. All these Yabu was ready for and actually would've preferred to hear rather than Takaki wanted to have sex with Ryutaro. “What?”
“I know. It's sudden. He's not even twenty yet, but -”
“But nothing.” Yabu snapped. His eyes glared daggers at the actor. “I'm not going to sit by and say yes to you tainting our boyfriend.”
And once again, Takaki felt small. His courage for the situation was shot and his eyes was lost, traveling to the floor. “Do you really think that bad of me?”
The glaring went away and Yabu felt horrible. He stepped closer, lifting Yuya's head up on two fingers. “It's not that, Yuyan. I'm sorry for snapping.” The hand dropped away and instead, scratch through his brown hair. “It's just...”
“I understand.” Takaki stepped closer, holding a grasp on the elder's hand. His eyes went big - full of understanding and pleading. “I know you don't want Ryutaro to get hurt.” He joined Yabu in stroking his hair. “You love Ryu more than anyone, including me. I get that. But you have to trust me when I say that - I will never hurt Ryutaro.”
Yabu looked Takaki straight in the eye. “But...he's not even an adult.”
Takaki couldn't help but smile and his lips kissed the elder's crown. “But he acts like it, doesn't he?” He let their foreheads touch. “Yabu, as much as you don't like it, Ryutaro's as grown-up as us.”
Yabu's hands covered Takaki's. “I just can't help it. He's just...”
“He's just Ryutaro.”
Yabu sighed. “Do you really want to do this?”
“That's not why I'm asking you. I'm asking you if you'll let me.”
Yabu's heart sped up and up and up. Ryutaro was his - his lover, his baby, his special someone. He had already let Takaki have his first kiss. If he let this one aspect up to Takaki, Ryutaro...would he even be his anymore?
“Ok. Fine. You can do it.” In his heart, he regretted the words as soon as he was done.
Takaki's face lit up and those kind lips were kissed gently. “Thank you, Kota.” He whispered. They were stuck in an awkward moment with nothing to say. Takaki kissed him once again and disappeared into the dance room.
Yabu opened his mouth and breathed in to calm down the racing heart and thoughts going around inside him.
The moments passed and the strength that he felt (that little amount) took him to the doorway. Ryutaro scuttled up to him, wrapping arms around his waist. “Ne, Yabu, Takaki invited me out tonight. Do you want to come, too?”
Yabu looked over Ryutaro's head - Takaki's eyes blinked back at him, antsy and anxious - and then, down at him. “Sorry, babe. I made plans with Tegoshi-senpai.” His face buried in that fluff raven hair, lips brushing against the sensitive shell of an ear. “Maybe another time.” Ryutaro laughed. Takaki gave him a thankful smile. Unfortunately, Yabu couldn't return it.
~
Yabu, alone in his apartment, wished he had made plans with his senpai. He lay on his couch, staring at the ceiling. His stomach rumbled - he should eat. His body was tired - he should sleep. But he couldn't. He just wanted to stop Takaki.
His phone rang - a special ring. Ryutaro's ring. That got his mojo going. He scrambled to get the slide phone out of his pocket.
Yabu-chan~! The food is delicious! Wish you were with us to taste it! And with it, a picture of Takaki, Ryutaro, and a plethora of food gleamed back at him. This got the phone closed so fast, Yabu was surprised it didn't break.
Not two seconds after did another ring go off. Takaki's ring
I'm bringing Ryutaro to the Ichi Hana Hotel. Thought you would like to know.
No, Takaki, I wouldn't like to know that. In fact, I wouldn't like to know that this whole situation was going on. The phone this time ended up across the living room as Yabu flopped back on the couch.
Ryutaro loved Takaki as much as he loved Yabu. He trusted him completely. Which meant in a few hours, Ryutaro wouldn't be his innocent little boy anymore.
No, he decided. He wouldn't let Takaki do this. Not when he could still legally call Ryutaro a boy. Three years wasn't far away - they could wait. He swung his legs over and ran out the door.
~
Ichi Hana Hotel was lavished, beautiful, and gorgeous. A wonderful place for lovers to have their first night together. But let Ryutaro dream about it. He'd have to wait.
He parked the car and practically charged the reception desk. The meek secretary looked at him with wide eyes, ready to hit the silent alarm button. “What room is Takaki Yuya is?”
“Are you reserved with him?”
“What?” Yabu struggled a breath in. “I mean...yes. Whatever. What room is it?”
“Here you are.” As soon as his fingers wrapped around the key, his legs were already in the elevator. And then they were shaking, bouncing up and down in nervousness. What if they were in the middle of...it? Oh god, what if it was already done? Please, please don't let me be too late.
Floor 14 and he rushed out. The room was getting closer and closer. Ryutaro...Ryutaro, please wait. The ridges fit into the lock and the door swung open.
Outside light flooded the room. Takaki ripped away from Ryutaro, whose chest now sported some very evident love bites, stared at him. “Yabu...”
Ryutaro, with heavy breath and probably clouded thoughts, came down from the high that surely Takaki induced and looked at him. “Yabu...what are you doing here?”
“I'm sorry Takaki, but I can't let you go through with this.” He crossed the room, pulling Takaki off the lush King-sized.
“Yabu...you said...”
“I know what I said. But I can't let this happen. Least now now.” He looked Takaki with pleading eyes. “Three years isn't that long. You can wait that long, can't you?”
“Can you?” Takaki sneered.
Yabu pulled away, pulled a face. “What's that supposed to mean?”
“Yabu, we both know this isn't about who's Ryutaro's first. This is about how you still don't want Ryutaro anywhere near me.”
“That isn't true!”
“Chinen was my first.”
The room went an awkward type of silent and the elder boys turned to their young boyfriend. Ryutaro blinked up at them.
“You want to repeat that, Ryutaro?” Yabu forced out.
“Chinen - he was my first.”
“When was this?” Takaki's voice squeaked.
“Uh...four...teen?” Two large pairs of eyes made Ryutaro sink inside the bed. “Well...I...I wanted to be ready...I wanted to know what it was like...to be loved by someone like that.”
“So...you slept with Chinen?” Takaki asked in his own 'Bakaki' way. Ryutaro nodded.
“And how did Chinen know what to do?” Yabu thought he would regret the answer.
“Ninomiya-san.”
This was a complete blow to Yabu. His legs went out from under him and he collapsed onto the bed. “I don't believe it. My youngests haven't been pure for three years.”
“Is that what this is all about?” Ryutaro laughed - laughing even harder when he got no answer. He shifted off his back and approached Yabu on his hands and knees. “You could've said something.”
He placed his chin on his shoulder, catching Yabu's attention. With his head turned, Ryutaro captured his lips in bruising kiss that took his breath away. “Now that I have your attention...” He pecked those lips, pulling away to show off an impish smile. “I asked Chinen so I knew what it felt like to be loved by one person.” He looked between his boyfriends. “I'm still waiting to know what two people feel like.”
Yabu and Takaki's eyes were trained on him. Was he that serious? He looked at them with that smile and it was all they needed. Yabu attached his lips and Takaki pounced on him to finish the love bites he was working on before they were interrupted.
Ryutaro moaned. After all, at the end of the day, he was the one they loved the most.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Yabu/Ryutaro/Takaki
Disclaimer: If I owned them, we'd have our wonderful Ryu-chan back. And with more lines.
Summary: Things have been going smooth for H!S!J's newest trio. But one very important decision could split the trio apart.
Note: For suzukitakaki I'm so sorry it's taken me three months to write this. I'm also very sorry that it's not exactly what you wanted. I'm sorry
Ryutaro danced against Yabu for all to see. He didn't really care that all of Hey!Say could see them - they weren't really watching, anyway - and thankfully, Yabu didn't either. The moves weren't rehearsed. The moment wasn't planned. They were just dancing and it was wonderful.
He felt Yabu's arms around his waist from behind him and their bodies were pulled even closer. He smirked, running a hand across the elder's cheek.
In another world - the real world, outside the music and this sensual moment - he knows the door's opened and that they now really do have an audience. They should stop now - it's probably Sensei and they don't have any time to waste if it was. But then again, if Yabu didn't care why should he?
The light was blocked and just as his eyes fluttered open, they closed again with a smile on his lips. His lip which Takaki was now kissing. They stopped dancing and he looked up at the diva. “Hello Yuyan...” He murmured.
Takaki smirked and thankfully, Ryutaro got another kiss. “Ryu....do you think I can borrow Yabu for a minute?” Since they came together as a trio, Ryutaro was happy to see Yabu and Takaki growing closer and closer. And what made him happier was the fact that at the end of everyday, he still was and would always be the one they loved the most.
Ryutaro turned his head and grabbed Yabu's lips in his. “Bye Bye Yabu~.” Yabu smirked at him and those arms and that body stepped away from his. He watched the two walk out the doors, arm around the shoulders. Ryutaro couldn't help smiling. He had wonderful boyfriends.
Yabu leaned against the wall as Takaki paced in front of him. “This is about Ryu, isn't it?”
Takaki looked at him, but stilling his pacing it did not. “Uhm...sort of. But it's more about the three out of us.”
Yabu breath came out in a sigh. His arms crossed over his chest. “What are you doing to my boyfriend?”
Takaki felt small beneath Yabu's glare. He may have been accepted by the leader, but there still were moments that Ryutaro didn't know about when Yabu claimed the young dancer as his. And it hurt.
“Well...I was just...wondering...” Takaki stopped playing with his hands and looked Yabu in the eye. “I want to be Ryutaro's...y'know...first.”
I cheated. My parents want us to break-up. I got a drama role where I have to date another girl. All these Yabu was ready for and actually would've preferred to hear rather than Takaki wanted to have sex with Ryutaro. “What?”
“I know. It's sudden. He's not even twenty yet, but -”
“But nothing.” Yabu snapped. His eyes glared daggers at the actor. “I'm not going to sit by and say yes to you tainting our boyfriend.”
And once again, Takaki felt small. His courage for the situation was shot and his eyes was lost, traveling to the floor. “Do you really think that bad of me?”
The glaring went away and Yabu felt horrible. He stepped closer, lifting Yuya's head up on two fingers. “It's not that, Yuyan. I'm sorry for snapping.” The hand dropped away and instead, scratch through his brown hair. “It's just...”
“I understand.” Takaki stepped closer, holding a grasp on the elder's hand. His eyes went big - full of understanding and pleading. “I know you don't want Ryutaro to get hurt.” He joined Yabu in stroking his hair. “You love Ryu more than anyone, including me. I get that. But you have to trust me when I say that - I will never hurt Ryutaro.”
Yabu looked Takaki straight in the eye. “But...he's not even an adult.”
Takaki couldn't help but smile and his lips kissed the elder's crown. “But he acts like it, doesn't he?” He let their foreheads touch. “Yabu, as much as you don't like it, Ryutaro's as grown-up as us.”
Yabu's hands covered Takaki's. “I just can't help it. He's just...”
“He's just Ryutaro.”
Yabu sighed. “Do you really want to do this?”
“That's not why I'm asking you. I'm asking you if you'll let me.”
Yabu's heart sped up and up and up. Ryutaro was his - his lover, his baby, his special someone. He had already let Takaki have his first kiss. If he let this one aspect up to Takaki, Ryutaro...would he even be his anymore?
“Ok. Fine. You can do it.” In his heart, he regretted the words as soon as he was done.
Takaki's face lit up and those kind lips were kissed gently. “Thank you, Kota.” He whispered. They were stuck in an awkward moment with nothing to say. Takaki kissed him once again and disappeared into the dance room.
Yabu opened his mouth and breathed in to calm down the racing heart and thoughts going around inside him.
The moments passed and the strength that he felt (that little amount) took him to the doorway. Ryutaro scuttled up to him, wrapping arms around his waist. “Ne, Yabu, Takaki invited me out tonight. Do you want to come, too?”
Yabu looked over Ryutaro's head - Takaki's eyes blinked back at him, antsy and anxious - and then, down at him. “Sorry, babe. I made plans with Tegoshi-senpai.” His face buried in that fluff raven hair, lips brushing against the sensitive shell of an ear. “Maybe another time.” Ryutaro laughed. Takaki gave him a thankful smile. Unfortunately, Yabu couldn't return it.
~
Yabu, alone in his apartment, wished he had made plans with his senpai. He lay on his couch, staring at the ceiling. His stomach rumbled - he should eat. His body was tired - he should sleep. But he couldn't. He just wanted to stop Takaki.
His phone rang - a special ring. Ryutaro's ring. That got his mojo going. He scrambled to get the slide phone out of his pocket.
Yabu-chan~! The food is delicious! Wish you were with us to taste it! And with it, a picture of Takaki, Ryutaro, and a plethora of food gleamed back at him. This got the phone closed so fast, Yabu was surprised it didn't break.
Not two seconds after did another ring go off. Takaki's ring
I'm bringing Ryutaro to the Ichi Hana Hotel. Thought you would like to know.
No, Takaki, I wouldn't like to know that. In fact, I wouldn't like to know that this whole situation was going on. The phone this time ended up across the living room as Yabu flopped back on the couch.
Ryutaro loved Takaki as much as he loved Yabu. He trusted him completely. Which meant in a few hours, Ryutaro wouldn't be his innocent little boy anymore.
No, he decided. He wouldn't let Takaki do this. Not when he could still legally call Ryutaro a boy. Three years wasn't far away - they could wait. He swung his legs over and ran out the door.
~
Ichi Hana Hotel was lavished, beautiful, and gorgeous. A wonderful place for lovers to have their first night together. But let Ryutaro dream about it. He'd have to wait.
He parked the car and practically charged the reception desk. The meek secretary looked at him with wide eyes, ready to hit the silent alarm button. “What room is Takaki Yuya is?”
“Are you reserved with him?”
“What?” Yabu struggled a breath in. “I mean...yes. Whatever. What room is it?”
“Here you are.” As soon as his fingers wrapped around the key, his legs were already in the elevator. And then they were shaking, bouncing up and down in nervousness. What if they were in the middle of...it? Oh god, what if it was already done? Please, please don't let me be too late.
Floor 14 and he rushed out. The room was getting closer and closer. Ryutaro...Ryutaro, please wait. The ridges fit into the lock and the door swung open.
Outside light flooded the room. Takaki ripped away from Ryutaro, whose chest now sported some very evident love bites, stared at him. “Yabu...”
Ryutaro, with heavy breath and probably clouded thoughts, came down from the high that surely Takaki induced and looked at him. “Yabu...what are you doing here?”
“I'm sorry Takaki, but I can't let you go through with this.” He crossed the room, pulling Takaki off the lush King-sized.
“Yabu...you said...”
“I know what I said. But I can't let this happen. Least now now.” He looked Takaki with pleading eyes. “Three years isn't that long. You can wait that long, can't you?”
“Can you?” Takaki sneered.
Yabu pulled away, pulled a face. “What's that supposed to mean?”
“Yabu, we both know this isn't about who's Ryutaro's first. This is about how you still don't want Ryutaro anywhere near me.”
“That isn't true!”
“Chinen was my first.”
The room went an awkward type of silent and the elder boys turned to their young boyfriend. Ryutaro blinked up at them.
“You want to repeat that, Ryutaro?” Yabu forced out.
“Chinen - he was my first.”
“When was this?” Takaki's voice squeaked.
“Uh...four...teen?” Two large pairs of eyes made Ryutaro sink inside the bed. “Well...I...I wanted to be ready...I wanted to know what it was like...to be loved by someone like that.”
“So...you slept with Chinen?” Takaki asked in his own 'Bakaki' way. Ryutaro nodded.
“And how did Chinen know what to do?” Yabu thought he would regret the answer.
“Ninomiya-san.”
This was a complete blow to Yabu. His legs went out from under him and he collapsed onto the bed. “I don't believe it. My youngests haven't been pure for three years.”
“Is that what this is all about?” Ryutaro laughed - laughing even harder when he got no answer. He shifted off his back and approached Yabu on his hands and knees. “You could've said something.”
He placed his chin on his shoulder, catching Yabu's attention. With his head turned, Ryutaro captured his lips in bruising kiss that took his breath away. “Now that I have your attention...” He pecked those lips, pulling away to show off an impish smile. “I asked Chinen so I knew what it felt like to be loved by one person.” He looked between his boyfriends. “I'm still waiting to know what two people feel like.”
Yabu and Takaki's eyes were trained on him. Was he that serious? He looked at them with that smile and it was all they needed. Yabu attached his lips and Takaki pounced on him to finish the love bites he was working on before they were interrupted.
Ryutaro moaned. After all, at the end of the day, he was the one they loved the most.