Log: Brotherly Love~
Who: Echizen Ryoga & Ryoma
What: Ryoga gives Ryoma an early Christmas present.
When: December 21st
Where: Ryo and Taichi's room
Rating: PG
Comments: Wheee, cute?
Okay, so it was a little early. He'd originally meant this as a Christmas present, but... well. Ryoma was feeling down. And that just wouldn't do. Therefore, he had to go and cheer Ryoma up, and this just might do the trick.
Of course, it meant he might also need to find a new Christmas present, but he supposed he could live with that terrible burden.
"Chibisuke?" he called out, knocking on the door of the kids' room. He was holding an official-looking envelope under his arm. "You in there?"
Ryoma was there, picking on a sore spot on his arm; he had rubbed himself with paper towels earlier, hard enough to peel away a layer of skin. Not enough to break it completely, no blood, but it was still tender. If Tezuka and Sanada hadn't come to stop him, he wasn't sure how long he would have continued to do it.
"I am."
Ryoga took that as permission to open the door, peeking in. "In-law not around?" He stepped into the room, giving his brother a quick, rather concerned look-over. "...And how are you holding up?"
"They... threw food at me. At lunch. I..." He shrugged, looking down. "I think Tai's out... Playing. You know. Tennis."
"...Do I need to hurt someone?" A surprisingly serious tone. "...Like Taichi, for abandoning you in this state?"
"... They said... I contaminated the school, aniki. That... Their parents are going to file complaints." He paused. "Tai... doesn't know. He's been busy with practicing. You..." Small pause. "You should see his new move. It's awesome!" A moment's enthusiasm and pride.
"You're not contagious unless they get far closer than they have any business being. You know that even if their parents were that stupid, nothing would come of it." He smiled then, though. "I'm glad to hear that. I know he's been working hard to impress you."
"Oh, he impressed me all right. It was..." A quick flash, a grin, and then it was gone. "... A-anyway. I... I don't know how to fix things with Fuji-senpai either. We're going to... I mean, I don't want to lose his friendship, but... I... Damn, I don't know."
"...How about you start fixing things for yourself?" Ryoga gave him the envelope. "Merry early Christmas, Chibisuke."
What he stared at were a few sheets of paper. The one on top... He eyed it, noticing both his father's signature and Ryoga's. Custody. Legal guardian. What... What was this...? "... A--aniki," he whispered, voice choking up. "What... is this...?"
"This means," Ryoga said calmly, "that I now have legal rights to bitch at you about curfew and allowance until you're twenty-one."
"He... won't touch me again." Ryoma looked at Ryoga, dazed. "It's been a year now, almost, but he won't. Ever again."
"Never ever," Ryoga confirmed. "He'd have to get through me. And if anyone asks, it's because we need someone up here who can make decisions about your care if you're hospitalized again."
"And I probably will be. Stupid medicines are draining me so fucking much." He looked up, realized that he was crying. It was the second time today; he had cried into Sanada's shoulder earlier. But this time the tears weren't all bad. Or at all.
Ryoga knelt down then, reaching his arms around his brother. "It's all right," he murmured, feeling himself tearing up as well. "It's all right, Chibisuke..."
"I'm so much trouble for everyone..." He reached out for Ryoga, clinging to him, the sobs growing louder, harder.
"That's why it's good you're so awesome," Ryoga chuckled. "Just being around you is enough to make up for the trouble."
"... I'm not awesome. I'm..." He fell silent, nuzzling close. "Just hold me, aniki."
"Hush. You are too awesome. You're my ward after all." Then, though, he did exactly as requested, simply holding Ryoma close.
"Sleepy." And safe. He felt... safe. Because aniki was there. Aniki held him. Aniki was a pain in the ass and all, but he would never, ever hurt him. Aniki was home.
"Then sleep." Ryoga smiled a bit. "I'll be here until Taichi comes back."
It took a while, but soon enough he calmed down enough. And slept, his hand holding onto Ryoga's.
Ryoga kept his word, staying with his stubborn little ward. "...Sleep tight."
What: Ryoga gives Ryoma an early Christmas present.
When: December 21st
Where: Ryo and Taichi's room
Rating: PG
Comments: Wheee, cute?
Okay, so it was a little early. He'd originally meant this as a Christmas present, but... well. Ryoma was feeling down. And that just wouldn't do. Therefore, he had to go and cheer Ryoma up, and this just might do the trick.
Of course, it meant he might also need to find a new Christmas present, but he supposed he could live with that terrible burden.
"Chibisuke?" he called out, knocking on the door of the kids' room. He was holding an official-looking envelope under his arm. "You in there?"
Ryoma was there, picking on a sore spot on his arm; he had rubbed himself with paper towels earlier, hard enough to peel away a layer of skin. Not enough to break it completely, no blood, but it was still tender. If Tezuka and Sanada hadn't come to stop him, he wasn't sure how long he would have continued to do it.
"I am."
Ryoga took that as permission to open the door, peeking in. "In-law not around?" He stepped into the room, giving his brother a quick, rather concerned look-over. "...And how are you holding up?"
"They... threw food at me. At lunch. I..." He shrugged, looking down. "I think Tai's out... Playing. You know. Tennis."
"...Do I need to hurt someone?" A surprisingly serious tone. "...Like Taichi, for abandoning you in this state?"
"... They said... I contaminated the school, aniki. That... Their parents are going to file complaints." He paused. "Tai... doesn't know. He's been busy with practicing. You..." Small pause. "You should see his new move. It's awesome!" A moment's enthusiasm and pride.
"You're not contagious unless they get far closer than they have any business being. You know that even if their parents were that stupid, nothing would come of it." He smiled then, though. "I'm glad to hear that. I know he's been working hard to impress you."
"Oh, he impressed me all right. It was..." A quick flash, a grin, and then it was gone. "... A-anyway. I... I don't know how to fix things with Fuji-senpai either. We're going to... I mean, I don't want to lose his friendship, but... I... Damn, I don't know."
"...How about you start fixing things for yourself?" Ryoga gave him the envelope. "Merry early Christmas, Chibisuke."
What he stared at were a few sheets of paper. The one on top... He eyed it, noticing both his father's signature and Ryoga's. Custody. Legal guardian. What... What was this...? "... A--aniki," he whispered, voice choking up. "What... is this...?"
"This means," Ryoga said calmly, "that I now have legal rights to bitch at you about curfew and allowance until you're twenty-one."
"He... won't touch me again." Ryoma looked at Ryoga, dazed. "It's been a year now, almost, but he won't. Ever again."
"Never ever," Ryoga confirmed. "He'd have to get through me. And if anyone asks, it's because we need someone up here who can make decisions about your care if you're hospitalized again."
"And I probably will be. Stupid medicines are draining me so fucking much." He looked up, realized that he was crying. It was the second time today; he had cried into Sanada's shoulder earlier. But this time the tears weren't all bad. Or at all.
Ryoga knelt down then, reaching his arms around his brother. "It's all right," he murmured, feeling himself tearing up as well. "It's all right, Chibisuke..."
"I'm so much trouble for everyone..." He reached out for Ryoga, clinging to him, the sobs growing louder, harder.
"That's why it's good you're so awesome," Ryoga chuckled. "Just being around you is enough to make up for the trouble."
"... I'm not awesome. I'm..." He fell silent, nuzzling close. "Just hold me, aniki."
"Hush. You are too awesome. You're my ward after all." Then, though, he did exactly as requested, simply holding Ryoma close.
"Sleepy." And safe. He felt... safe. Because aniki was there. Aniki held him. Aniki was a pain in the ass and all, but he would never, ever hurt him. Aniki was home.
"Then sleep." Ryoga smiled a bit. "I'll be here until Taichi comes back."
It took a while, but soon enough he calmed down enough. And slept, his hand holding onto Ryoga's.
Ryoga kept his word, staying with his stubborn little ward. "...Sleep tight."