LOG: That's for my friend over there.
Who: Echizen Ryoma and Fuji Yuuta
Where: Ryoma's room and hallway
When: December 29th (late afternoon towards evening probably)
What: After this thread, Yuuta decides it's time to take some action.
Warnings: PG-13 for some language.
Ryoma: *is on his back, staring up at the ceiling, holding his sore ribs, because moving his leg to hold it, or hold onto his testicles requires too much movement, and he doesn't approve of that right now*
Yuuta: *gets to the room just in time to see Ryoma squirm and wince* Yo. *comes to his side to help him up*
Ryoma: ... Ugh. Tha--thanks.
Yuuta: *lifts Ryoma up* Hold on for a second. *places him on his wheelchair, crouching down to get a better look at him* Better?
Ryoma: ... Yeah.
Yuuta: *pauses, steps back to give him time to breathe* ... Where are they? *says darkly*
Ryoma: ... They left. *looks down* They just laughed and then left.
Yuuta: Just now? They're probably still close by. *mutters more to himself and stares at the door*
Ryoma: ... Y--yeah. So what. Doesn't matter. *voice dead*
Yuuta: *checks again before placing his hands on the handles of Ryoma's wheelchair* It does. It does to me. Now, we're going to make sure this doesn't happen again.
Ryoma: Yeah? How?
Yuuta: ... You'll see. *pushes him along, slow enough so that Ryoma's comfortable but quick enough to catch up with the boys*
Honda, Suzuki and Toyoda: *talking and laughing as they're walking down the hallway*
Yuuta: *cusses beneath his breath, coming to a stop and crouching next to Ryoma again* If it gets really bad, just close your eyes, okay?
Ryoma: ... R--right...
Yuuta: *nods, getting up and striding towards the boys, glaring as he comes right at them* Hey, you the rat bastards who knocked my friend off his wheelchair?
Honda & Suzuki: *stops and stares*
Hiro (Toyoda): *glares* Oh look. Fag boy has another little friend. You've been in his ass too?
Yuuta: *smirks* Want me to shove you up yours? *keeps on walking until he's got them backed up into a corner - well, at least as far as he can manage*
Hiro: ... Y-yeah, you fuck us and you're gonna get it!
Yuuta: *laughs* Funny, you threatening me when I came all *pokes at his chest* this *pokes again* way *yanks at Hiro's shirt* to beat the crap outta you. *leans in*
Hiro: DON'T RAPE ME!! *screams*
Honda: ... Who the fuck do you think you are? *at Yuuta*
Yuuta: *drags a finger across Hiro's collarbone* Mm? I'm that 'fag boy's' friend. *leans over to slap Honda lightly on the cheek, as a warning* And if you ever think of doing anything to him again, I'm gonna make sure you're sorry.
Hiro: Please please please please...!
Honda: You're Fuji, right? That slut's brother? *smirks* What makes you think we'd be afraid of you?
Yuuta: *brow slightly raises as he fully turns toward Honda* Didja *stomps really hard on his foot* say something about my aniki?
Honda: Yeah. I did. *crosses his arms*
Yuuta: *looks over at Hiro* You. Shuddup. *turns his head and without even blinking, rams Honda up against the wall* See, here's the thing: *tips Honda's chin none too gently* I was bullied as a kid, too. And my brother always stood up for me, no matter what. *tightens his fist against the guy's shirt, pushing into his chest* So I promised myself I would never let anyone - especially not some cockroach like you - say anything like that about him, ever. *counts to three silently and then hoists the guy up and over him, slamming him down on his back* Didja get that or do I have to repeat myself?
Honda: *grunts* FUCK! ... Like it's my damn fault you're some kind of social reject, faggot! Your 'brother' is a god damn Nancy anyway!
Yuuta: *wipes his hands across Honda's shirt* Social reject? Faggot? Gosh, I'll take those as compliments. *looks him dead in the eye* And I have no idea what a Nancy is, so I think you're lucky and shouldn't push it. *is about to turn when he pauses instead* Oh right. *looks over to Honda again and punches him, racing up to give Hiro and Suzuki a whack, too* That's for my friend over there. *gestures to Ryoma* I woulda wanted you guys to apologize but since you're too stupid to know how, I guess that oughtta do it.
The three stooges: *limps off, cursing*
Ryoma: ... ... Huh.
Yuuta: *runs back to Ryoma* Sorry, that took longer than I thought. *bends down* You alright?
Ryoma: .... They're gonna hate you.
Yuuta: *hums* So?
Ryoma: Well, they... I mean... *looks down* So--sorry. About Fuji-senpai.
Yuuta: *caught off guard by that but chuckles anyway, patting Ryoma on the head* Thanks, Echizen. But it's alright. I just don't want them to bother you ever again.
Ryoma: ... I hate having turned so unable to stand up for myself.
Yuuta: *sighs and leans forward, slightly draping his arms across Ryoma's shoulders* It's okay, you just need time to pull yourself together. *isn't quite hugging him but is close enough*
Ryoma: *stiffens*
Yuuta: *pulls back, trying to look like he isn't too worried about the withdrawal* I'm sorry, shouldn't have done that but I thought you might need one.
Ryoma: ... You want to fuck, don't you? *voice dazed*
Yuuta: ... What? *sounds quite dazed himself*
Ryoma: ... Fo--forget it. *looks away*
Yuuta: *follows his gaze and crouches in front of him again* Hey, look at me. I don't want anything other than your friendship. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to, ever. I just want you to get better, alright?
Ryoma: ... Better in bed? *damn it tongue, shut up*
Yuuta: *laughs* If I forced you to, wouldn't you fight back?
Ryoma: ... Not really well enough to fight back right now, moron.
Yuuta: Or maybe *whispers against his ear* you don't think there's anything left to defend?
Ryoma: ....
Yuuta: *sighs* Echizen, there's something here worth defending. *knocks on Ryoma's chest with the back of his forefinger* You shouldn't forget that.
Ryoma: ... How can you know that? I'm nothing but a used up... *shuts himself off*
Yuuta: *shakes his head* I know what I'm talking about. *pauses to find the words* There's... something here that can't be taken so easily. And you dont know it, but you're still trying to defend it. *tries to smile* Which is why you're closing yourself off to everyone.
Ryoma: ... *stares at him* Fu--Fuji...
Yuuta: *blinks, wonders if Ryoma's going to mention something about his brother, doesn't know if he's ready for something like that*
Ryoma: ... Thanks, Fuji. I... don't think I understand... Not really. If... You know. Anything. But... *swallows*
Yuuta: *smiles, for real* Hey, I'll take all I can get. You just hang in there, okay? Also, *pinches Ryoma's cheek* whaddya call my aniki?
Ryoma: ... Huh? Oh. Fuji-senpai.
Yuuta: Huh. And whaddya call me?
Ryoma: *blink* Fuji. ... I can say Fuji-san or Fuji-nii if you wanna...
Yuuta: *makes a face* Dude, just Yuuta's cool. *lets go and chuckles, seeing that one cheek turn pinkish from his pinching*
Ryoma: *rubs said cheek* ... You're older. And... I don't want to... You know. Make you angry...
Yuuta: It was an invitation. I'd prefer it if you called me Yuuta. *shrugs* Besides, my brother's more of a Fuji than I am.
Ryoma: ... Guess so. Mm. O--okay. Y--Yuuta. ... *pause* ... Hi. I... usually don't whore myself out like that. I... think.
Yuuta: *gets up and takes the handle of the wheelchair* Don't worry about it. I was surprised, but I don't judge people.
Ryoma: ... No, I'm sure you get lots of offers from sexually fucked up sissy boys who want to spread their legs for you.
Yuuta: *laughs then singsongs* I don't know 'bout sissy boys, but wouldn't that be wonderful? People falling all over themselves for me? *coughs* You're an idiot, you know that? I've known you long enough to figure you aren't really like that. Why d'you keep insisting that you are?
Ryoma: ....... Five men picked up off the streets this summer. It's why I ended up in the chair. *refuses to look at him*
Yuuta: *continues to push the wheelchair* Didja want to pick them up or did they come on to you?
Ryoma: ... I guess it was a kidnapping.
Yuuta: *pauses, nearly tripping on himself* .... Then, I guess you aren't a sissy boy who'd spread his legs for anyone. You're a kid who was abused and scared until he thought he didn't have anywhere else to go. *frowns* But you're wrong. There's something in you worth saving and worth caring about. *has a dazed look in his eyes* I wish you people would learn to see that. *obviously isn't just talking about Ryoma anymore*
Ryoma: ... You... You people...? *whispers*
Yuuta: *freezes* Ah. I mean, yeah, I wish other people wouldn't judge you based on rumors and stuff. *scratches at his chin*
Ryoma: ... That's all you're getting at? *looks up at him* *pause* ... They called me a disgusting gaijin monkey. They ripped my earlobes to shreds... *shows the mutilated ears* ... And they sliced right through my Achilles tendon and then fucked me the second after they'd done that. And you know what? ... I still listen more to their words than Tai's, or Aniki's, or hey... Even yours. Why? Why is that? *shivers*
Yuuta: *shakes his head* I'm afraid you're gonna have to figure that out for yourself, Echizen. All I know is that you shouldn't have to listen to them. They know nothing about you. And they've done you a great injustice.
Ryoma: Their voices are so damn loud... *self-consciously covers up his ears again* ... *long pause* ... So... How's Fuji-senpai?
Yuuta: *wishes he could hug Ryoma again without them both feeling completely weird about it after, shrugs the thought off though* Aniki's good, I guess. *laughs wryly* He doesn't tell me half the things I wish he would, but that's fine. He's got someone to share it with now. I'm trying not to be too overprotective about it anymore.
Ryoma: Huh. Mizuki-san, right? He wrote about it. Or Mizuki-san did. I don't remember. Anyway. Sorry for saying this, but your brother is kind of an ass sometimes.
Yuuta: *laughs* None taken. But why do you say that, if you don't mind my asking?
Ryoma: Uh. I... guess we kind of don't see eye to eye sometimes. And he like... Sticks his nose in the air a lot. I don't know. *shrugs*
Yuuta: *arches a brow* Maybe that's just how he shows that he cares?
Ryoma: ... What was it he said to me over Buchou's journal...? *thinks* Yeah, right. 'Sexually repressive'. And, I think he knows what happened. *points to wheelchair*
Yuuta: *nods* Well, I don't condone saying this about my aniki, but he can be a bit insensitive sometimes. Just that he doesn't do it without purpose. He's tricky like that.
Ryoma: ... *blush* .... I kind of sort of called him a a slut first though... *looks away*
Yuuta: *raises a brow* Do you think he's a slut?
Ryoma: ... Kind of.
Yuuta: *doesn't really know what to make of that* ... Aniki's got issues, alright? Like you do. At least try and get along.
Ryoma: .... *looks sulky*
Yuuta: Isn't he your old teammate? You guys are like supposed to get along.
Ryoma: ... Drifted apart. I'm more friends with Rikkai now anyway. And maybe Yamabuki.
Yuuta: *chuckles* Now you can be friends with St. Rudolph, too, kid.
Ryoma: ... Guess I can. *smiles bleakly* ... We're friends?
Yuuta: Yeah. *looks like he just realized it himself* We are, so don't you forget it. *messes up Ryoma's hair*
Ryoma: *giggles, then stops, blinking* ... First Miyuki and now you. ... What is it with you newbies? You're making me laugh. It's weird.
Yuuta: *grins* I take it camp wasn't as awesome before we arrived? Now you're complimenting me too much, Echizen.
Ryoma: Yeah. Don't get used to it. *gives one of his old, old smirks*
lYuuta: Wasn't thinking of it. *smirks back*
Where: Ryoma's room and hallway
When: December 29th (late afternoon towards evening probably)
What: After this thread, Yuuta decides it's time to take some action.
Warnings: PG-13 for some language.
Ryoma: *is on his back, staring up at the ceiling, holding his sore ribs, because moving his leg to hold it, or hold onto his testicles requires too much movement, and he doesn't approve of that right now*
Yuuta: *gets to the room just in time to see Ryoma squirm and wince* Yo. *comes to his side to help him up*
Ryoma: ... Ugh. Tha--thanks.
Yuuta: *lifts Ryoma up* Hold on for a second. *places him on his wheelchair, crouching down to get a better look at him* Better?
Ryoma: ... Yeah.
Yuuta: *pauses, steps back to give him time to breathe* ... Where are they? *says darkly*
Ryoma: ... They left. *looks down* They just laughed and then left.
Yuuta: Just now? They're probably still close by. *mutters more to himself and stares at the door*
Ryoma: ... Y--yeah. So what. Doesn't matter. *voice dead*
Yuuta: *checks again before placing his hands on the handles of Ryoma's wheelchair* It does. It does to me. Now, we're going to make sure this doesn't happen again.
Ryoma: Yeah? How?
Yuuta: ... You'll see. *pushes him along, slow enough so that Ryoma's comfortable but quick enough to catch up with the boys*
Honda, Suzuki and Toyoda: *talking and laughing as they're walking down the hallway*
Yuuta: *cusses beneath his breath, coming to a stop and crouching next to Ryoma again* If it gets really bad, just close your eyes, okay?
Ryoma: ... R--right...
Yuuta: *nods, getting up and striding towards the boys, glaring as he comes right at them* Hey, you the rat bastards who knocked my friend off his wheelchair?
Honda & Suzuki: *stops and stares*
Hiro (Toyoda): *glares* Oh look. Fag boy has another little friend. You've been in his ass too?
Yuuta: *smirks* Want me to shove you up yours? *keeps on walking until he's got them backed up into a corner - well, at least as far as he can manage*
Hiro: ... Y-yeah, you fuck us and you're gonna get it!
Yuuta: *laughs* Funny, you threatening me when I came all *pokes at his chest* this *pokes again* way *yanks at Hiro's shirt* to beat the crap outta you. *leans in*
Hiro: DON'T RAPE ME!! *screams*
Honda: ... Who the fuck do you think you are? *at Yuuta*
Yuuta: *drags a finger across Hiro's collarbone* Mm? I'm that 'fag boy's' friend. *leans over to slap Honda lightly on the cheek, as a warning* And if you ever think of doing anything to him again, I'm gonna make sure you're sorry.
Hiro: Please please please please...!
Honda: You're Fuji, right? That slut's brother? *smirks* What makes you think we'd be afraid of you?
Yuuta: *brow slightly raises as he fully turns toward Honda* Didja *stomps really hard on his foot* say something about my aniki?
Honda: Yeah. I did. *crosses his arms*
Yuuta: *looks over at Hiro* You. Shuddup. *turns his head and without even blinking, rams Honda up against the wall* See, here's the thing: *tips Honda's chin none too gently* I was bullied as a kid, too. And my brother always stood up for me, no matter what. *tightens his fist against the guy's shirt, pushing into his chest* So I promised myself I would never let anyone - especially not some cockroach like you - say anything like that about him, ever. *counts to three silently and then hoists the guy up and over him, slamming him down on his back* Didja get that or do I have to repeat myself?
Honda: *grunts* FUCK! ... Like it's my damn fault you're some kind of social reject, faggot! Your 'brother' is a god damn Nancy anyway!
Yuuta: *wipes his hands across Honda's shirt* Social reject? Faggot? Gosh, I'll take those as compliments. *looks him dead in the eye* And I have no idea what a Nancy is, so I think you're lucky and shouldn't push it. *is about to turn when he pauses instead* Oh right. *looks over to Honda again and punches him, racing up to give Hiro and Suzuki a whack, too* That's for my friend over there. *gestures to Ryoma* I woulda wanted you guys to apologize but since you're too stupid to know how, I guess that oughtta do it.
The three stooges: *limps off, cursing*
Ryoma: ... ... Huh.
Yuuta: *runs back to Ryoma* Sorry, that took longer than I thought. *bends down* You alright?
Ryoma: .... They're gonna hate you.
Yuuta: *hums* So?
Ryoma: Well, they... I mean... *looks down* So--sorry. About Fuji-senpai.
Yuuta: *caught off guard by that but chuckles anyway, patting Ryoma on the head* Thanks, Echizen. But it's alright. I just don't want them to bother you ever again.
Ryoma: ... I hate having turned so unable to stand up for myself.
Yuuta: *sighs and leans forward, slightly draping his arms across Ryoma's shoulders* It's okay, you just need time to pull yourself together. *isn't quite hugging him but is close enough*
Ryoma: *stiffens*
Yuuta: *pulls back, trying to look like he isn't too worried about the withdrawal* I'm sorry, shouldn't have done that but I thought you might need one.
Ryoma: ... You want to fuck, don't you? *voice dazed*
Yuuta: ... What? *sounds quite dazed himself*
Ryoma: ... Fo--forget it. *looks away*
Yuuta: *follows his gaze and crouches in front of him again* Hey, look at me. I don't want anything other than your friendship. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to, ever. I just want you to get better, alright?
Ryoma: ... Better in bed? *damn it tongue, shut up*
Yuuta: *laughs* If I forced you to, wouldn't you fight back?
Ryoma: ... Not really well enough to fight back right now, moron.
Yuuta: Or maybe *whispers against his ear* you don't think there's anything left to defend?
Ryoma: ....
Yuuta: *sighs* Echizen, there's something here worth defending. *knocks on Ryoma's chest with the back of his forefinger* You shouldn't forget that.
Ryoma: ... How can you know that? I'm nothing but a used up... *shuts himself off*
Yuuta: *shakes his head* I know what I'm talking about. *pauses to find the words* There's... something here that can't be taken so easily. And you dont know it, but you're still trying to defend it. *tries to smile* Which is why you're closing yourself off to everyone.
Ryoma: ... *stares at him* Fu--Fuji...
Yuuta: *blinks, wonders if Ryoma's going to mention something about his brother, doesn't know if he's ready for something like that*
Ryoma: ... Thanks, Fuji. I... don't think I understand... Not really. If... You know. Anything. But... *swallows*
Yuuta: *smiles, for real* Hey, I'll take all I can get. You just hang in there, okay? Also, *pinches Ryoma's cheek* whaddya call my aniki?
Ryoma: ... Huh? Oh. Fuji-senpai.
Yuuta: Huh. And whaddya call me?
Ryoma: *blink* Fuji. ... I can say Fuji-san or Fuji-nii if you wanna...
Yuuta: *makes a face* Dude, just Yuuta's cool. *lets go and chuckles, seeing that one cheek turn pinkish from his pinching*
Ryoma: *rubs said cheek* ... You're older. And... I don't want to... You know. Make you angry...
Yuuta: It was an invitation. I'd prefer it if you called me Yuuta. *shrugs* Besides, my brother's more of a Fuji than I am.
Ryoma: ... Guess so. Mm. O--okay. Y--Yuuta. ... *pause* ... Hi. I... usually don't whore myself out like that. I... think.
Yuuta: *gets up and takes the handle of the wheelchair* Don't worry about it. I was surprised, but I don't judge people.
Ryoma: ... No, I'm sure you get lots of offers from sexually fucked up sissy boys who want to spread their legs for you.
Yuuta: *laughs then singsongs* I don't know 'bout sissy boys, but wouldn't that be wonderful? People falling all over themselves for me? *coughs* You're an idiot, you know that? I've known you long enough to figure you aren't really like that. Why d'you keep insisting that you are?
Ryoma: ....... Five men picked up off the streets this summer. It's why I ended up in the chair. *refuses to look at him*
Yuuta: *continues to push the wheelchair* Didja want to pick them up or did they come on to you?
Ryoma: ... I guess it was a kidnapping.
Yuuta: *pauses, nearly tripping on himself* .... Then, I guess you aren't a sissy boy who'd spread his legs for anyone. You're a kid who was abused and scared until he thought he didn't have anywhere else to go. *frowns* But you're wrong. There's something in you worth saving and worth caring about. *has a dazed look in his eyes* I wish you people would learn to see that. *obviously isn't just talking about Ryoma anymore*
Ryoma: ... You... You people...? *whispers*
Yuuta: *freezes* Ah. I mean, yeah, I wish other people wouldn't judge you based on rumors and stuff. *scratches at his chin*
Ryoma: ... That's all you're getting at? *looks up at him* *pause* ... They called me a disgusting gaijin monkey. They ripped my earlobes to shreds... *shows the mutilated ears* ... And they sliced right through my Achilles tendon and then fucked me the second after they'd done that. And you know what? ... I still listen more to their words than Tai's, or Aniki's, or hey... Even yours. Why? Why is that? *shivers*
Yuuta: *shakes his head* I'm afraid you're gonna have to figure that out for yourself, Echizen. All I know is that you shouldn't have to listen to them. They know nothing about you. And they've done you a great injustice.
Ryoma: Their voices are so damn loud... *self-consciously covers up his ears again* ... *long pause* ... So... How's Fuji-senpai?
Yuuta: *wishes he could hug Ryoma again without them both feeling completely weird about it after, shrugs the thought off though* Aniki's good, I guess. *laughs wryly* He doesn't tell me half the things I wish he would, but that's fine. He's got someone to share it with now. I'm trying not to be too overprotective about it anymore.
Ryoma: Huh. Mizuki-san, right? He wrote about it. Or Mizuki-san did. I don't remember. Anyway. Sorry for saying this, but your brother is kind of an ass sometimes.
Yuuta: *laughs* None taken. But why do you say that, if you don't mind my asking?
Ryoma: Uh. I... guess we kind of don't see eye to eye sometimes. And he like... Sticks his nose in the air a lot. I don't know. *shrugs*
Yuuta: *arches a brow* Maybe that's just how he shows that he cares?
Ryoma: ... What was it he said to me over Buchou's journal...? *thinks* Yeah, right. 'Sexually repressive'. And, I think he knows what happened. *points to wheelchair*
Yuuta: *nods* Well, I don't condone saying this about my aniki, but he can be a bit insensitive sometimes. Just that he doesn't do it without purpose. He's tricky like that.
Ryoma: ... *blush* .... I kind of sort of called him a a slut first though... *looks away*
Yuuta: *raises a brow* Do you think he's a slut?
Ryoma: ... Kind of.
Yuuta: *doesn't really know what to make of that* ... Aniki's got issues, alright? Like you do. At least try and get along.
Ryoma: .... *looks sulky*
Yuuta: Isn't he your old teammate? You guys are like supposed to get along.
Ryoma: ... Drifted apart. I'm more friends with Rikkai now anyway. And maybe Yamabuki.
Yuuta: *chuckles* Now you can be friends with St. Rudolph, too, kid.
Ryoma: ... Guess I can. *smiles bleakly* ... We're friends?
Yuuta: Yeah. *looks like he just realized it himself* We are, so don't you forget it. *messes up Ryoma's hair*
Ryoma: *giggles, then stops, blinking* ... First Miyuki and now you. ... What is it with you newbies? You're making me laugh. It's weird.
Yuuta: *grins* I take it camp wasn't as awesome before we arrived? Now you're complimenting me too much, Echizen.
Ryoma: Yeah. Don't get used to it. *gives one of his old, old smirks*
lYuuta: Wasn't thinking of it. *smirks back*