Log: Nightmares that don't end
Who: Dan Taichi and Echizen Ryoma
Where: Ryoma's room
When: Tuesday the 2nd
What: Ryoma has a nightmare that doesn't end even though he wakes up.
Warning: PG-13 for thematic reasons and some language
The two DS game consoles lay forgotten and half buried underneath the two boys. The two boys, Ryoma and Taichi, lay close to each other, lost in the land of dreams, even though the path Ryoma walked on in Dreamscape was far from pleasant at the moment. He started to twist and turn, one hand flailing over to slap his boyfriend across the cheek.
Taichi stirred, startled from his dreams by the sudden assault. Blinking sleepily, he tried to figure out his surroundings. There was the quiet, muffled music from his game as he'd forgotten to shut the lid, and... Ryoma. Ryoma, who had before been lying peacefully next to him, with one of Taichi's arms thrown over him, but who now was appearing rather restless.
Ryoma rolled over to his side, mumbling in his sleep, and then appeared as if he couldn't get any air. His chest heaved and his breathing turned into hissing, pained snores.
Taichi blinked, rising panic chasing away any remnants of sleep. "Ryoma?" he asked sharply, then shook his boyfriend's shoulder. "Ryoma!"
Brows furrowed and the breathing eased up. Ryoma's eyes moved underneath his eyelids and he muttered something or the other as he tried to move away from the hands holding him.
Another shake. "Ryoma, wake up!" Okay, this was definitely a nightmare...
Ryoma's eyes fluttered open and he looked bleary eyed at Taichi. "Fifteen - love," he told him calmly before his eyes closed again.
...Okay. That was part worrying and part just plain weird. "You're not playing, Ryoma," Taichi said. "Please wake up."
"Ngh... Dun wanna," Ryoma muttered, stubbornly clinging to his sleepiness.
"Ryoma... please." He bit his lip, shaking his boyfriend harder. What was he going to have to do, kiss him awake like he were some kind of Cinderella?
"Kiss me." Obviously.
Well, that was certainly obvious enough. Leaning closer, Taichi pressed his lips against Ryoma's.
Ryoma smirked against the kiss, and still half sleeping, wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "Is it morning," he asked disorientedly.
"Nope. Considering we fell asleep in the afternoon, I'd be pretty worried if it were," Taichi pointed out, reaching his own arm over Ryoma's waist. He was really quite relieved that the other seemed to be waking up at last.
"Hm... Guess the games were pretty boring, huh...?" Why else would they have fallen asleep? Well, Ryoma could sleep anywhere and anytime, but...
"Or we were just too comfortable." Taichi chuckled. "You certainly are like my very own teddy bear, or something~"
"As long as I'm not a Care Bear." Why he knew about a cartoon that aired before he even was born was beyond him, but whatever. He kissed Dan again. "So... Wanna do something more comfortable?"
"Hmmm... I might be able to consider that." Dan smirked. Honestly, it felt like forever since they'd last done anything... comfortable. Of course it wasn't so easy to find a time and place when nobody was likely to walk in on them, but still... it must have been before Christmas.
Still sleepy, so sleepy that he didn't exactly think, Ryoma slowly started to strip, first his shirt and then he unbuttoned his pants, before reaching for Dan's clothes. "Atta boy..."
Taichi couldn't help but find the smirk still playing on his lips. "...You sure you aren't just going to fall asleep on me in the middle of everything?" he asked teasingly.
"You're just gonna have to find out~" He started to unbutton Dan's shirt, allowing his fingers to brush over his boyfriend's nipples again and again.
Dan drew a sharp breath at the contact even as his own hands started to wander about Ryoma's chest. For someone who clearly had not hit a proper growth spurt yet, it was a very nice chest, well toned and muscular. Leaning closer, he captured Ryoma's lips in yet another kiss.
Ryoma answered by allowing his hands to go behind Dan, cupping his ass cheeks and pushing their bodies closer as the eagerly dove into the kiss. Something stirred weakly in the pit of his stomach however, but he was still too sleepy and too caught up with his hormones to really offer it a second thought.
Mmm... now this was better. Moaning softly into the kiss, he let his hands slide from up at Ryoma's shoulders all the way down, lingering at his nipples, tracing the lines of his abs, before going down to trace the waistline of Ryoma's pants.
Ryoma stiffened for a moment, but he figured it was simply his body's reaction to the touches, as he could very well feel himself reacting down there. He moaned into Dan's mouth, sliding one hand in front, starting to work with his boyfriend's zipper.
Dan, for his part, let one of his hands travel further down, slipping under Ryoma's half-opened pants to trace over his groin, only separated from direct touch by the underwear.
The feeling in his gut grew more intense, but still Ryoma decided to ignore it, as he couldn't quite name it anyway. He allowed himself to fall down against the bed, pulling Dan with him so that his boyfriend ended on top of him. He started to trail kisses along Dan's face and then... He stopped. Quite suddenly.
Dan blinked, then frowned. "...Ryoma?"
Weight. Over him. On top of him. That... That... His arms fell limp down along his sides and he stared with a slightly glazed over look in his eyes at some point behind Dan's head, the nightmare - and the events that led up to it - coming back in full force. That was the feeling in his gut. And maybe he should have listened to it...
Okay. That was just scary. Dan pushed himself off Ryoma, sitting up on the bed next to him. "...Ryoma? Everything all right?"
"Not again," he mumbled, lips white. "Please...!"
...Definitely scary. "Ryoma?" he asked, carefully touching his shoulder. "Ryoma, it's me, Taichi..."
"Don't... don't touch me..." He closed his eyes, shaking. "Please, dad..."
At that, Dan went immediately absolutely white, drawing his hand away as though burned. "...Ryo?" he whispered.
Ryo...? Dad never called him that. Hell, almost no one called him that. He knew one person who did from time to time. Just as he called him Tai. Ryoma blinked, a violent shudder passing through him, and then finally he managed to focus his eyes upon his shell-shocked boyfriend. "... Tai."
"Ryo... what..." Dan swallowed, shaking his head slowly. "...What the Hell?"
Damn it. Damn it. How much had he said. He couldn't remember. He pushed himself up and started to button his shirt again, hands shaking. "I... What did I... What happened?"
"You..." Dan folded his hands together. They were visibly shaking. "You basically freaked out, pleaded something about, 'not again,' and then..." He had to pause for a bit before he could even finish. "...You were begging your father not to touch you..."
Ryoma stared at him for a while, the silence stretching between them. He swallowed hard and stared down on Dan's hands, and then his own. "No matter what I said... Begged... He didn't stop anyway. So, there really wasn't much point," he finally managed, his voice almost unrecognizable.
"Ryoma... what did he do to you?" A bit hesitantly, Dan reached out a hand to touch the side of Ryoma's face. "What... why?"
Ryoma reached up with one hand to catch Dan's, feeling how his own was ice cold. Oh well... "He raped me," he said simply. "Repeatedly. Over the Christmas break."
For a long while, Dan was quiet. Finally, he said, rather simply, "I'm going to kill him."
"Aniki already offered," Ryoma pointed out dryly. "I said no to him, and I'm gonna say no to you."
"So, what?" Dan asked quietly. "You're just going to... ignore and forget it?" He swallowed. "...Were you going to tell me at all"?
Ryoma looked up and looked at him seriously. "I wasn't planning on it at first. But... It's been eating at me. You saw how I reacted yesterday, right? And then I figured I'd tell you... But I wasn't sure how. Where to start. How to say it. You know... Things."
"Ryoma... gods." Dan hung his head, hand holding tight onto Ryoma's. "If... if I had known..."
"I didn't believe he'd actually ever do it, you know?" Ryoma frowned and decided to say more, let Dan in on everything. "The practice till you drop shit, yeah. The beatings, sure. And that he'd crack some perverted jokes here and there that were totally inappropriate. But... I didn't think he'd actually..."
"Nobody would believe that," Dan murmured. "It's just impossible to even think about... until it happens." He was feeling a strange mixture of petrifying shock and burning rage. If Nanjirou had suddenly somehow appeared there, Dan would certainly have at least made his very best attempt at killing the man, regardless of Ryoma's wishes.
Ryoma smirked humorlessly. "Some birthday present, huh?"
"You should have been here," Dan sighed. "You should have been here so we could have had our birthdays together and I wouldn't have been stuck missing you and you..." He trailed off, unable to even finish his sentence.
"... And I wouldn't have had to be on the receiving end of dad's drunken, stupid shit," Ryoma supplied. "But it happened and it's done and what can we do about it, huh? I mean... Yeah. I'd rather ignore and forget because... I don't want this to get out. At all."
"Worry not," Dan murmured, bringing Ryoma's hand up to his lips for a small, light kiss. "I won't speak a word."
"Well... You can. To Ryoga. Because he knows." Ryoma frowned. "Not anyone else."
"Understood." Dan took Ryoma's other hand in his as well, looking at him seriously. "Ryo... if there's anything I can do..." Such as murder your father...
"..." He nodded, unable to come up with a proper answer to that. What could he say? Don't pity me? Treat me as you've always have? Be there when I need you? Give me time? All of those lines seemed so obvious, and Dan was a data man; he surely knew that without Ryoma having to tell him. Coming with requests seemed kind of lame.
Dan was indeed a data man; therefore, he was fairly sure Ryoma would know that his response to all those requests was a simple, 'Of course.' What he said aloud was, "...Can I hug you?"
"I won't break," Ryoma smirked, and then he slowly nodded. "And... I'd like that."
With a small smile, Dan finally let go of Ryoma's hands, leaning towards him to hug him close.
Ryoma rested his forehead against Dan's shoulder, pulling him closer into the embrace. "... Love you," he mumbled.
"Love you too," Dan replied softly. "Always."
Where: Ryoma's room
When: Tuesday the 2nd
What: Ryoma has a nightmare that doesn't end even though he wakes up.
Warning: PG-13 for thematic reasons and some language
The two DS game consoles lay forgotten and half buried underneath the two boys. The two boys, Ryoma and Taichi, lay close to each other, lost in the land of dreams, even though the path Ryoma walked on in Dreamscape was far from pleasant at the moment. He started to twist and turn, one hand flailing over to slap his boyfriend across the cheek.
Taichi stirred, startled from his dreams by the sudden assault. Blinking sleepily, he tried to figure out his surroundings. There was the quiet, muffled music from his game as he'd forgotten to shut the lid, and... Ryoma. Ryoma, who had before been lying peacefully next to him, with one of Taichi's arms thrown over him, but who now was appearing rather restless.
Ryoma rolled over to his side, mumbling in his sleep, and then appeared as if he couldn't get any air. His chest heaved and his breathing turned into hissing, pained snores.
Taichi blinked, rising panic chasing away any remnants of sleep. "Ryoma?" he asked sharply, then shook his boyfriend's shoulder. "Ryoma!"
Brows furrowed and the breathing eased up. Ryoma's eyes moved underneath his eyelids and he muttered something or the other as he tried to move away from the hands holding him.
Another shake. "Ryoma, wake up!" Okay, this was definitely a nightmare...
Ryoma's eyes fluttered open and he looked bleary eyed at Taichi. "Fifteen - love," he told him calmly before his eyes closed again.
...Okay. That was part worrying and part just plain weird. "You're not playing, Ryoma," Taichi said. "Please wake up."
"Ngh... Dun wanna," Ryoma muttered, stubbornly clinging to his sleepiness.
"Ryoma... please." He bit his lip, shaking his boyfriend harder. What was he going to have to do, kiss him awake like he were some kind of Cinderella?
"Kiss me." Obviously.
Well, that was certainly obvious enough. Leaning closer, Taichi pressed his lips against Ryoma's.
Ryoma smirked against the kiss, and still half sleeping, wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "Is it morning," he asked disorientedly.
"Nope. Considering we fell asleep in the afternoon, I'd be pretty worried if it were," Taichi pointed out, reaching his own arm over Ryoma's waist. He was really quite relieved that the other seemed to be waking up at last.
"Hm... Guess the games were pretty boring, huh...?" Why else would they have fallen asleep? Well, Ryoma could sleep anywhere and anytime, but...
"Or we were just too comfortable." Taichi chuckled. "You certainly are like my very own teddy bear, or something~"
"As long as I'm not a Care Bear." Why he knew about a cartoon that aired before he even was born was beyond him, but whatever. He kissed Dan again. "So... Wanna do something more comfortable?"
"Hmmm... I might be able to consider that." Dan smirked. Honestly, it felt like forever since they'd last done anything... comfortable. Of course it wasn't so easy to find a time and place when nobody was likely to walk in on them, but still... it must have been before Christmas.
Still sleepy, so sleepy that he didn't exactly think, Ryoma slowly started to strip, first his shirt and then he unbuttoned his pants, before reaching for Dan's clothes. "Atta boy..."
Taichi couldn't help but find the smirk still playing on his lips. "...You sure you aren't just going to fall asleep on me in the middle of everything?" he asked teasingly.
"You're just gonna have to find out~" He started to unbutton Dan's shirt, allowing his fingers to brush over his boyfriend's nipples again and again.
Dan drew a sharp breath at the contact even as his own hands started to wander about Ryoma's chest. For someone who clearly had not hit a proper growth spurt yet, it was a very nice chest, well toned and muscular. Leaning closer, he captured Ryoma's lips in yet another kiss.
Ryoma answered by allowing his hands to go behind Dan, cupping his ass cheeks and pushing their bodies closer as the eagerly dove into the kiss. Something stirred weakly in the pit of his stomach however, but he was still too sleepy and too caught up with his hormones to really offer it a second thought.
Mmm... now this was better. Moaning softly into the kiss, he let his hands slide from up at Ryoma's shoulders all the way down, lingering at his nipples, tracing the lines of his abs, before going down to trace the waistline of Ryoma's pants.
Ryoma stiffened for a moment, but he figured it was simply his body's reaction to the touches, as he could very well feel himself reacting down there. He moaned into Dan's mouth, sliding one hand in front, starting to work with his boyfriend's zipper.
Dan, for his part, let one of his hands travel further down, slipping under Ryoma's half-opened pants to trace over his groin, only separated from direct touch by the underwear.
The feeling in his gut grew more intense, but still Ryoma decided to ignore it, as he couldn't quite name it anyway. He allowed himself to fall down against the bed, pulling Dan with him so that his boyfriend ended on top of him. He started to trail kisses along Dan's face and then... He stopped. Quite suddenly.
Dan blinked, then frowned. "...Ryoma?"
Weight. Over him. On top of him. That... That... His arms fell limp down along his sides and he stared with a slightly glazed over look in his eyes at some point behind Dan's head, the nightmare - and the events that led up to it - coming back in full force. That was the feeling in his gut. And maybe he should have listened to it...
Okay. That was just scary. Dan pushed himself off Ryoma, sitting up on the bed next to him. "...Ryoma? Everything all right?"
"Not again," he mumbled, lips white. "Please...!"
...Definitely scary. "Ryoma?" he asked, carefully touching his shoulder. "Ryoma, it's me, Taichi..."
"Don't... don't touch me..." He closed his eyes, shaking. "Please, dad..."
At that, Dan went immediately absolutely white, drawing his hand away as though burned. "...Ryo?" he whispered.
Ryo...? Dad never called him that. Hell, almost no one called him that. He knew one person who did from time to time. Just as he called him Tai. Ryoma blinked, a violent shudder passing through him, and then finally he managed to focus his eyes upon his shell-shocked boyfriend. "... Tai."
"Ryo... what..." Dan swallowed, shaking his head slowly. "...What the Hell?"
Damn it. Damn it. How much had he said. He couldn't remember. He pushed himself up and started to button his shirt again, hands shaking. "I... What did I... What happened?"
"You..." Dan folded his hands together. They were visibly shaking. "You basically freaked out, pleaded something about, 'not again,' and then..." He had to pause for a bit before he could even finish. "...You were begging your father not to touch you..."
Ryoma stared at him for a while, the silence stretching between them. He swallowed hard and stared down on Dan's hands, and then his own. "No matter what I said... Begged... He didn't stop anyway. So, there really wasn't much point," he finally managed, his voice almost unrecognizable.
"Ryoma... what did he do to you?" A bit hesitantly, Dan reached out a hand to touch the side of Ryoma's face. "What... why?"
Ryoma reached up with one hand to catch Dan's, feeling how his own was ice cold. Oh well... "He raped me," he said simply. "Repeatedly. Over the Christmas break."
For a long while, Dan was quiet. Finally, he said, rather simply, "I'm going to kill him."
"Aniki already offered," Ryoma pointed out dryly. "I said no to him, and I'm gonna say no to you."
"So, what?" Dan asked quietly. "You're just going to... ignore and forget it?" He swallowed. "...Were you going to tell me at all"?
Ryoma looked up and looked at him seriously. "I wasn't planning on it at first. But... It's been eating at me. You saw how I reacted yesterday, right? And then I figured I'd tell you... But I wasn't sure how. Where to start. How to say it. You know... Things."
"Ryoma... gods." Dan hung his head, hand holding tight onto Ryoma's. "If... if I had known..."
"I didn't believe he'd actually ever do it, you know?" Ryoma frowned and decided to say more, let Dan in on everything. "The practice till you drop shit, yeah. The beatings, sure. And that he'd crack some perverted jokes here and there that were totally inappropriate. But... I didn't think he'd actually..."
"Nobody would believe that," Dan murmured. "It's just impossible to even think about... until it happens." He was feeling a strange mixture of petrifying shock and burning rage. If Nanjirou had suddenly somehow appeared there, Dan would certainly have at least made his very best attempt at killing the man, regardless of Ryoma's wishes.
Ryoma smirked humorlessly. "Some birthday present, huh?"
"You should have been here," Dan sighed. "You should have been here so we could have had our birthdays together and I wouldn't have been stuck missing you and you..." He trailed off, unable to even finish his sentence.
"... And I wouldn't have had to be on the receiving end of dad's drunken, stupid shit," Ryoma supplied. "But it happened and it's done and what can we do about it, huh? I mean... Yeah. I'd rather ignore and forget because... I don't want this to get out. At all."
"Worry not," Dan murmured, bringing Ryoma's hand up to his lips for a small, light kiss. "I won't speak a word."
"Well... You can. To Ryoga. Because he knows." Ryoma frowned. "Not anyone else."
"Understood." Dan took Ryoma's other hand in his as well, looking at him seriously. "Ryo... if there's anything I can do..." Such as murder your father...
"..." He nodded, unable to come up with a proper answer to that. What could he say? Don't pity me? Treat me as you've always have? Be there when I need you? Give me time? All of those lines seemed so obvious, and Dan was a data man; he surely knew that without Ryoma having to tell him. Coming with requests seemed kind of lame.
Dan was indeed a data man; therefore, he was fairly sure Ryoma would know that his response to all those requests was a simple, 'Of course.' What he said aloud was, "...Can I hug you?"
"I won't break," Ryoma smirked, and then he slowly nodded. "And... I'd like that."
With a small smile, Dan finally let go of Ryoma's hands, leaning towards him to hug him close.
Ryoma rested his forehead against Dan's shoulder, pulling him closer into the embrace. "... Love you," he mumbled.
"Love you too," Dan replied softly. "Always."