[Roy/Rou] night of a hundred fireflies
Set in theskytides, sometime (AKA a few months/nearly a year) after this log.
Once he had started to live with the Mustangs after he officially started to work under Roy's mother, it didn't take long before Hijikata found himself with his brother just about every single night (and sometimes fooling around when they could afford it), curled up against him and quietly taking in the warmth that his twin provided for him. As if to make up for all the time they had lost while he had been on the run, Hijikata only made sure that he could stay with Roy whenever he could and when he couldn't, had his brother in his thoughts. At least work wasn't so harsh as before, since he was now Brooke Mustang's personal assistant in the army as he couldn't return the navy after everything. Not that he wanted to, anyway.
Roy had always been with him when he slept with him, and the samurai had long grown used to the warmth that was beside him and his brother's scent that he could always smell whenever they were together. So used to it that when he was gone, Hijikata had never felt quite complete as he had ever been. He knew it was probably a bad thing, being so attached to someone - but if anything, his turbulent life away from Ivona had only shown him just how much he actually needed someone.
So it had been to his great surprise that the younger twin suddenly found himself waking up in the middle of the night and could not find Roy beside him. At first the man thought his brother was simply off to the toilet or something and had soon quickly dozed off - but when he woke up later in the morning and found him still gone and even all the way into the night without any trace of him, it was pretty clear that something was up. It worried him enough that finally over dinner he worked up the courage to ask Brooke about it.
"..."
"Hrm? What's wrong now, Toshirou? Something in that head of yours?"
"...where's Mus--" Hijikata pasued there and then to fumble a little over his words before the other occupant at the table would headsmack him for what he almost called his own brother. "Where's... Roy?"
Cue a somewhat confused look from Brooke at that question, but the woman quickly got over it and responded to him with a small smile.
"He's off for personal business, but he should be back next week. Now eat up; your dinner's getting cold."
And so after that Hijikata had never asked again, and only waited patiently.
Now exactly a week later, the assistant found himself staying in the living room near the entrance of the house, a stack of notes and papers on the table that the swordsman was going through despite the fact that he only needed to hand them him in two week's time. He had been starting to get restless, and the notes provided as an excellent distraction. He bloody well needed something to occupy himself before he went crazy waiting for his brother. Hijikata tried to hide the signs of impatience he was was giving as he flipped through the papers, hardly interested in reading them in the slightest. All he wanted was for his brother to return well and in one piece. With the position he was in now, who knows what could happen to him.
Once he had started to live with the Mustangs after he officially started to work under Roy's mother, it didn't take long before Hijikata found himself with his brother just about every single night (and sometimes fooling around when they could afford it), curled up against him and quietly taking in the warmth that his twin provided for him. As if to make up for all the time they had lost while he had been on the run, Hijikata only made sure that he could stay with Roy whenever he could and when he couldn't, had his brother in his thoughts. At least work wasn't so harsh as before, since he was now Brooke Mustang's personal assistant in the army as he couldn't return the navy after everything. Not that he wanted to, anyway.
Roy had always been with him when he slept with him, and the samurai had long grown used to the warmth that was beside him and his brother's scent that he could always smell whenever they were together. So used to it that when he was gone, Hijikata had never felt quite complete as he had ever been. He knew it was probably a bad thing, being so attached to someone - but if anything, his turbulent life away from Ivona had only shown him just how much he actually needed someone.
So it had been to his great surprise that the younger twin suddenly found himself waking up in the middle of the night and could not find Roy beside him. At first the man thought his brother was simply off to the toilet or something and had soon quickly dozed off - but when he woke up later in the morning and found him still gone and even all the way into the night without any trace of him, it was pretty clear that something was up. It worried him enough that finally over dinner he worked up the courage to ask Brooke about it.
"..."
"Hrm? What's wrong now, Toshirou? Something in that head of yours?"
"...where's Mus--" Hijikata pasued there and then to fumble a little over his words before the other occupant at the table would headsmack him for what he almost called his own brother. "Where's... Roy?"
Cue a somewhat confused look from Brooke at that question, but the woman quickly got over it and responded to him with a small smile.
"He's off for personal business, but he should be back next week. Now eat up; your dinner's getting cold."
And so after that Hijikata had never asked again, and only waited patiently.
Now exactly a week later, the assistant found himself staying in the living room near the entrance of the house, a stack of notes and papers on the table that the swordsman was going through despite the fact that he only needed to hand them him in two week's time. He had been starting to get restless, and the notes provided as an excellent distraction. He bloody well needed something to occupy himself before he went crazy waiting for his brother. Hijikata tried to hide the signs of impatience he was was giving as he flipped through the papers, hardly interested in reading them in the slightest. All he wanted was for his brother to return well and in one piece. With the position he was in now, who knows what could happen to him.