Aoi/Uru+Rei/Ruki - Gazette - Thin Walls - AU - 06/??
Thin Walls
Story Written by Tokiko
Walking down the steps from the second floor into the living room, Ruki is invited by a smokey aroma coming from the open kitchen. Of course, Reita is there doing his job of cooking their breakfast. And he sees Koron is there too seated on top of the kitchen counter wagging his tail no doubt begging for food. 'No wonder I wasn't woken up by my usual morning doggie kisses.'
Ruki approaches the counter, plops himself on a bar stool, and gives Koron a light pat on the head. "We're having pancakes and scrambled eggs today?" he asks, checking out the stack of pancakes and two plates with eggs next to the stove.
"G'morning! Yup, plus smoked sausages," Reita answers as he flips one of the four sausages he has fired up on the griller.
Ruki sniffs. "Looks and smells good. But I kinda like waffles more than pancakes. I also like my eggs sunny shine up." But he's lying because he loves pancakes with scrambled eggs as much as the waffles and the kind of eggs he mentioned.
Reita gives the other a look as he turns off the griller and puts the sausages on to the plates with the eggs. "I wished you said that before I cooked everything, man."
Ruki just wanted to see that look of certain defeat from the silver blonde-hair man. "Well, you didn't ask." He follows the other whose taking their plates to the dinning area with Koron tailing them.
"Hey, you were still sleeping," Reita says. "When I tried to wake you up you kept trying to bite my fingers off."
"Oh, I did?" Ruki laughs, poking his eggs a few times with a fork then reached for the bottle of syrup for his pancakes. "It was probably during my dream when a squid was trying to wrap me into a sushi roll."
Reita laughs. "Sounds like a similar dream I had too, expect I was a tuna fish."
"How is that the same?" the other wonders and smirks.
"I said similar," Reita clarifies. "How's the food?"
"The pancakes are good." Ruki takes a bite of his sausages. "But the sausages are great."
"Really?" Reita smiles, unsure. "I thought I cooked it too long. Mines seems dry." He pokes at his with a fork.
"My sausages are juicy. Want to take a bite?" Ruki offers, and thinks of something. He cuts his piece in half then holds it up to the other's mouth in a his fork. "Say 'ah'?"
"Ee... " Reita corks an eyebrow.
Ruki chuckles at the reaction. "I'm kidding. Take it."
"Aarrff!" Once Reita takes the fork with the piece of meat stuck on it the one who has been ignored finally makes a complaint. Apparently, the two humans were so absorbed in themselves they hadn't notice the small chihuahua had been whimpering for some food to fall upon his mouth.
Ruki starts speculating something must be wrong. "Did you feed Koron this morning?"
"Aa! I almost forgot." Reita pops up from his chair and starts running back to the kitchen. "I put the food in the bowl but I didn't give it to him. Sorry Koron-chan." He places the bowl down for the chihuahua apologetically, petting the pup's head. Then goes back to the dining table, where a smiling Ruki is waiting.
"What?" Reita asks, smiling along for no reason.
Ruki smirks and shakes his head. He's secretly thinking how cute Reita's face was when the silver-blonde realized he forgot to feed Koron then looking so sorry afterwards. "Nothing."
Without knowing what the other was actually thinking Reita moves on, continuing with his breakfast. "So mind telling me what you want for lunch before I the complaints come in?"
Ruki thinks as he takes a sip of his juice the same instance his eyes falls over at the circled date on the calendar by the kitchen wall. Then a bell instantly went off in his head. "Oh, yea, speaking of lunch my mother's coming over at noon."
"Is she having lunch with us?" Reita asks skeptically.
"No, she's coming here to check you out," the other answers plainly, not trying to make a big deal out of it.
"Ee, why's she coming here to check me out?" Reita is beginning to have that unsettling feeling.
"Because she thinks you're my live-in boyfriend," Ruki says, digging into his eggs. While Reita turns side ways and spits out his orange juice due to the wave of shock.
Ruki's mother sat on the loveseat across from Reita and Ruki with the coffee table separating them. She's wearing a pearl necklace around her neck over a high-collared pink blouse with ruffles in the front and a pencil knee length skirt. Her hair has grown longer and looks straighter than the last time Ruki saw her. It's dyed a honey brown color, and she has on too much lipgloss for a woman her age. She didn't use to be this way. Ruki's mother was originally a country girl.
As Ruki was told, one day his handsome and rich father had driven through his mother's town on a weekend cruise and got lost. Ruki's mother happened to have been walking her pet pig and Ruki's father had blindly walked into the pig's 'business' laying on the ground. They said it was love at first sight. Ruki thinks the smell must had messed up their brains that day.
Anyway, back to the present. Reita is being a good help pouring them tea. And probably out of nervousness they all drink their tea at the same time, while silently checking each other out.
Ruki's mother puts her tea down on the table then really starts checking out Reita, who is stiff as a statue with his hands stapled down on his knees. Ruki is starting to feel a little sorry for pulling him into this. He had told him about his little situation about the marriage interview. Reita was a bit hesitant at first in the idea of pretending to be his 'boyfriend'. But Ruki turns out to be quite good at convincing people to do things.
"So, you're Reita," Ruki's mother starts off, crossing her legs majestically.
"Yes," Reita responds, sitting up straight suddenly.
Ruki's mother narrows her eyes at him and takes a moment. "Hmm, I thought you'd be handsome, or at least the pretty type. But I suppose looks aren't everything. You must be quite special to get the attention of my Ruki."
Ruki was predicting her to say something like this. She's the honest type as you can hear, like most country girls tend to be.
"Mom..." Ruki sounded off to her.
She glances at her son briefly then turns her attention back on Reita. "Either way, I'd like to know more about you Reita-kun. Such as where were you born and raised? How's your family like?"
Reita didn't know he is expected to talk about himself at a length, so he's getting nervous. "O-okay then," he stutters and clears his throat, "I was born and raised in Kanagawa. My family ran a small convenient store. In general, I have a pretty normal family, two parents, an older sister and grandparents, which I lived with before moving to Tokyo."
Ruki's mother nods. "How did you first met my son?" she asks, which totally doesn't go with the flow of questions previously.
Ruki grimace. "Do we have to get into this?"
"I want to know how you two met," she says seriously. "But not from you." She turns to Reita again and smiles.
The silver-blonde looks side to side like he's ready to make a run for it at any moment, which he thankfully hasn't already. "At a park," he answers robotically.
"What park? Is it one of those parks where people of the same interest go?"
Is she talking about gay parks (where men go specifically to cruise for other men)? Ruki is wondering. "No, it was normal park."
"Did I ask you?" the mother snaps at her son, who rolls his eyes. "So Reita-kun, how long have you known Ruki?"
"Um, I'm not sure." Reita looks to Ruki while searching for an answer, catching the other's eyes then quickly turns away the next second. "Err, maybe, almost two months?"
"Well, that's not too long," the mother comments. "And you two decided to live together. Isn't that going too fast?"
"That's not how it is," Reita says nervously.
"Really? Then how is it suppose to be?"
"Mother..." Ruki sounds off in annoyance.
She sighs. "Okay, fine. I'll just ask this one last question and be done with this. Reita-kun, are you really in love with my son?"
"Eehh..." Reita continues to make this sound just as Ruki's mother keeps her eyes on him.
'This is bad. If he keeps up this 'eh' my plan would be completely ruined. I have to shut him up. And why does he have to be such an adorable idiot?' In the spike of the moment Ruki grabs Reita by the neck ans takes the other's lips captive. Well, this is one why to shut someone up. Once he's sure it's enough, Ruki sucks on Reita's bottom lip lastly before pulling away licking his own lips. Then he looks back at his mother to seek a reaction.
Ruki's mother is expectantly shocked and standing up from the loveseat with her eyes bulging from what she just witnessed. "Okay, I've seen enough. I get it." She puts her hand to her temple and wrinkles her brow. "I just remember I have an appointment with a someone." Taking her purse, coat and shoes to the front door she escorts herself out of the apartment.
Back in the living room Ruki can't help but snicker at the display of his disoriented mother. Then he turns to Reita, who's taking the leftover tea to the kitchen. "Hey, sorry about the kiss."
"Yea, about that please don't do it again."
"Alright." Ruki shrugs. "I'm sure my mother won't be bothering us for a while anyway."
"Umm, I forgot." Reita wanders out the kitchen and grabs his keys from the hook by the entry hall. "I have to go to work today. So you'll have to get lunch by yourself. Sorry about this. Well, see ya later."
Ruki watches as Reita fiddle with his shoes laces then goes out the door. 'Uh-oh, did I piss him off?'
Uruha downs his drink in one gulp, almost slamming the glass on the bar counter and sighs to Saga, his bartender. "So I guess I was walking home when I noticed someone was following me. I saw the shadow and I heard the sound of the foot steps. It was really dark like all the street lights went out. It felt as though I was in some scene from a drama about a stalker.
My heart was pounding. Then I finally reached my apartment and I just couldn't stand it anymore. I turn around to face the stalker and it turned out to be my next door neighbor Aoi-san. He said nothing expect he smiled at me which I found unusual.
We got into the elevator that seemed smaller than I had remembered. After a while I realized the elevator wasn't moving. I though maybe we had forgotten to press the button. So I reached out to press our floor but he grabbed hold of my hand. I looked at him and he had a smirk on his face. Then I was pushed to the wall with him pressed up against me as he had my hand pinned to the wall.
I asked, 'what is this?'
And he replied, 'this is what you want, isn't it?" He took my other hand and guided it into the opening neckline of his shirt. He made me slowly feel his chest, his collarbone and neck. Then he whispered into my ear, "you want me, don't you?" and he nibbled and licked the rim of my ear. From that my heart started beating like crazy. I could literally hear it pulsing in my ear. Being that I'd never expect something like this coming from him I was a little nervous but excited at the same time.
He began kissing and sucking my neck. When he came to my lips he had this look like, 'I'm wanna eat you up." It so sexy I thought my pants was going to explode. Then he attacked my lips like a wild animal. I didn't even have the chance to be attentive after I felt his lips pressed against mines and his tongue made its entrance like some sort of snake. I didn't know the feeling of not being able to breath could actually feel that good..."
"Man, that sounds pretty hot," Saga cuts in, while the storyteller goes for another drink. "Then what happened?"
Uruha ruffles his hair, looking face down. "He suddenly slapped me and I woke up."
"Huh? It was just a dream. And all that detail." The bartender is a bit disappointed by this, but still appears intrigue by that grin on his face.
Uruha on the other hand has a look of distress. "I just couldn't get it out of my head." He wrinkles his brow, sounding slightly agitated. "And I don't even know why I had that kind of dream. Not that I hadn't before. I just hadn't had him before."
Saga leans back on a counter behind him and crosses his arms, while rubbing his chin. "I heard when you have that sort of dream it could be that you aren't being satisfied."
Uruha corks an eyebrow. "What does that mean?" The alcohol makes him a bit slow, but the point is coming along.
"Well, I use to have does dreams with different people almost every other night. Then they stop after I met Shou..." Saga smiles awkwardly and looks always for a second. He's in a crossroads between embarrassment and annoyance. "...for some reason."
Uruha finds those expressions amusing coming from the usually cool bartender he knows. "Really? And who's this Shou?"
"Someone who owns a little clothing shop that I go to sometimes in Shibuya." Saga begins grabbing random glasses and wiping them with a towel for distraction.
"Is this 'someone' special?" Uruha asks curiously.
"Knock it off," the bartender warns coyly. "We're not talking about me right now. So when's the last time you did the 'sinful dance of lust'?"
"What's that?" Uruha asks pretending he doesn't know what Saga is talking about, and drinking a tall glass of water that appeared in front of him, via the bartender, to sober him up.
"When's the last time you did 'it' with someone?" Saga rephrases, cheaply.
Uruha takes moment to think. "Umm, a little more than a month, I suppose?"
"That's a bit of a surprise."
Uruha smirks. "So you think I was that type, huh?" But he's not offended or anything.
"A little, I guess." The bartender went silent for a moment then moves on. "Anyway, another reason for these dreams could be that you might have fallen for this Aoi-san guy. But wait, didn't you say you had a big crush on your boss? Did you confessed yet?"
'Falling for Aoi? Well, I do think he's nice to stare at and fun to tease once in while, but falling for him...? As for Ruki, he seems to be after that Reita person. Plus, I don't think I have a chance to begin with, or should I say I'm afraid of what might happen after I say how I feel.' "I don't think so. Yes. And no," Uruha responds to Saga in short answers, not wanting to give himself away completely. "Is there a third choice?"
"From here I can only tell you to either ask a psychic or a dreamologist," Saga sarcastically advices. "By the way, what's the relationship you have with Aoi-san?" the bartender randomly asks.