Fanfiction: Johnny's Entertainment: Two Different Times Ryo Was Angry With Pi
Title: Two Different Times Ryo Was Angry With Pi (Though They Made Up Again)
Fandom: Johnny's Entertainment
Pairings: Nishikido Ryo/Yamashita Tomohisa
Warnings: Probably none. Though your teeth might fall out.
Status: I actually envisioned this as longer, but somehow it's not working out. Hur.
Notes: Sorry that this seems a bit abrupt. I was supposed to be studying today, but somehow this just begged to be written, so I did. It ended up distracting me too much for me to be able to concentrate on my studying, so I decided to post it so I would stop writing. xD
I kind of wanted to gift this to zukkii, who's just ridden out Hurricane Ike, and who's needed comforting for various things recently. Though it's a bit ridiculous now cause she might not get to read this for a while yet... anyway. This is still for her. :D
one:
Pi spends too much money on him, buying all manner of ridiculous and expensive gifts, and it makes Ryo feel uncomfortable sometimes.
He knows that he comes from a background far luckier than Pi - he’s got a big family and an average, dysfunctional family with normal circumstances and normal problems. Pi, on the other hand, grew up at the age of 11, learning to love and protect his mother and sister and doing everything so he could support and provide for the two of them. Material things are things Ryo has grown up with and thus takes for granted and doesn’t need; material things are things Pi has grown up without, and now that he can, buys them to make up for what his family didn’t have when he was young, and so his ability to buy things for people are, for him, a sign of love.
Still it makes Ryo uncomfortable because it’s not like he can’t afford this stuff himself, and it makes him feel guilty because he doesn’t want Pi to spend so much on him, and also because he knows these things mean more to Pi than they do to him but he just doesn’t know how to say it.
It’s their first Valentine’s Day together, and Ryo tries carefully to steer Pi away from spending too much on this ridiculous holiday. Because Pi’s been fussing strangely about it, in a way that makes Ryo think is endearing, and in a way that makes him want to be patient with him. It’s their first Valentine’s Day together and though it isn’t their first one being attached to another person, he understands the anxiety of wanting nothing to screw up, because he’s been there before.
But because he’s been there before, he knows the best plans are the simplest ones, so the whole week he tells Pi that they’ll just go out somewhere, maybe somewhere extra special if he likes, and hang out, and he says it’ll mean more especially since they haven’t seen each other in a week.
“Valentine’s Day is over-consumerist,” he says over the phone to him. “When all lovers really should need on that day are each other.” All I need for Valentine’s Day to be happy is to be with you, he texts Pi, because he would never be able to say these things to him, and Pi agrees to just make reservations.
But then the night before Valentine’s Day Pi calls him and says he’s got emergency shooting the next day and the apologies keep tumbling out and Ryo rarely hears him angry about work but he sounds close to it, this time, sounds this close to cursing at the incompetent staff and the bad timing of it all.
“Hey,” he says softly into the phone, but Pi continues his torrent of miserable sounds, so he says it again. “Hey. Hey.”
Pi falls silent, so he says, “It’s okay, it really is. I don’t need to be with you on Valentine’s Day to know that you love me.”
The line is quiet for awhile, and only Pi’s breathing makes him certain that he’s still there on the other side.
“I love you too, Ryo-chan,” he finally says, and when he puts down the phone Ryo feels oddly relieved.
So the next day when the doorbell rings and a very large package is being held out for him to sign and he opens it and it’s a gift-wrapped guitar, he’s exasperated, because Pi is an idiot.
He calls Pi and shouts at him.
“What was that for!”
“But I just felt so bad about cancelling out tonight, because now I can’t be with you -"
“It’s not your bloody fault! You couldn’t help it! You didn’t have to buy a guitar to make up for it!”
“Why are you yelling at me?”
“I -"
“Ryo-chan,” and Pi’s voice is so quiet and scared, “I just want to make you happy.”
Ryo’s heart feels like it breaks from the sudden guilt. He opens his mouth to say something, but Yamapi has hung up and it feels like it’s almost too late.
He sits on his couch for awhile, staring at the guitar, then calls Pi back. He picks up almost immediately, and Ryo knows he’d been sitting with his phone in his hands like he himself had been.
“Pi,” he says before Pi can say anything. “I don’t need material things from you to be happy.”
“But what else can I do?”
“All you need to do is just to be you.”
“But this is me.”
“No it isn’t. It’s not you. It’s never been you. Don’t say that.”
There's only silence, so he takes a deep breath and says, miserably, “I love you, Pi, not the things you buy for me.”
There’s more silence, and this time he can’t even tell if Pi’s there anymore.
“Pi?” He ventures softly, but he’s interrupted by Pi half-sighing, half-saying, “I just, I miss you so much, Ryo.”
And Ryo closes his eyes, because he misses Pi so much too, and in a little way he understands now why Pi keeps spending so much on him. “What time do you wrap up tonight?” he asks. He can almost see Pi shaking his head as he answers, “Late.”
“Come over after you’re done. I’ll wait for you,” Ryo promises.
“What are we going to do?” There’s doubt in Pi’s voice. “I don’t want to make you stay up too late.”
“I don’t know,” he says truthfully. “Maybe I’ll make you eat, or something.” It’s half in jest, but Pi doesn’t laugh, so Ryo says, softly, and even more truthfully, “I just want to be with you,” and from the way Pi’s breath hitches he knows that this time Pi gets it.
*
two:
Halfway through filming for Kurosagi, Pi falls ill and doesn’t tell anyone. It pisses Ryo off because he’s warned Pi so many times not to overwork himself, and that he’s been sounding more and more tired lately, but Pi keeps brushing him off. One night when he calls him Pi tells him that he’s fine, but he hears the tiredness in his strangely muffled voice and knows that Pi has finally fallen sick.
So the next day Pi wakes up, feeling ill and miserable, to the sound of his phone ringing, and he looks blearily at the screen and it’s Ryo.
“Pi!” Ryo says, and the volume makes Pi wince. “Where are you? Are you at home? I’m outside, open your door.”
“Go away,” Pi moans, but he gets up and goes to the front door anyway, the room swaying strangely around him.
Ryo takes in a sharp inhalation of breath when he sees him, and before Pi can quite register his movements, he’s pushed in past Pi, closed the door, taken his shoes off, and picked Pi up. Pi is surprised because Ryo is smaller than him and he hadn’t quite known that Ryo was so strong, and he tries to say so but the words seem to tangle in his mouth.
Ryo doesn’t say anything until he puts Pi down in bed, and then he scolds, “I haven’t got stronger, you idiot, you’ve lost too much weight. I thought I told you to stop overworking yourself! And I heard you went and filmed a rain scene while running a fever. What’s wrong with you, Pi!”
Pi tries to open his mouth to say something.
“I called you a million times on your phone and couldn’t get you, I was so worried that you’d finally died in here and nobody would notice until next week, and by then you’d be a rotting mess of skin and bone. Pi, Pi, Pi, what am I going to do with you?” and Ryo's voice is tense and high, like it is about to crack any moment.
“You sound like my mother,” Pi finally croaks out with as much sarcasm as he can muster, “Except that she never used to yell at me when I was sick.” And he turns over to face the window even though the sun is coming in that way, so he can ignore Ryo and make him go away.
When Ryo doesn’t say anything, he tries to turn back around again, but his muscles scream with the effort and he breaks out in a sweat so he gives it up and falls asleep.
When he’s next conscious, he awakens to the tiny sound of water splashing slowly into a basin nearby, and the feeling of something being removed from his forehead to be replaced with a cooler one.
He opens his eyes, and sees Ryo, who bites his lip and drops the towel he holds into the basin, and looks down so he doesn’t have to meet his eyes.
“Ryo-chan,” he says, to make him look at him. “Ryo-chan, Ryo-chan,” and he stretches out his hand to touch Ryo’s, which have fallen in his lap.
Ryo’s fingers twitch like they want to twine around his, but then he says, “Go back to sleep,” and then he gets up and walks out.
Pi feels an added misery fighting with the heaviness already in his head and chest, but he’s so tired that he eventually drops back to sleep.
When he next wakes up there’s a covered bowl of soup waiting for him on the table next to his bed. He feels a lot better so he sits up, and the towel falls off his forehead. He looks out of the window and the sky has turned pitch dark, and his apartment sounds silent. He gets out of bed and wanders out, and there, seated upright on the couch in the outer room, is Ryo, asleep.
Pi looks at the nearest clock and sees that it’s 9, and just then Ryo stirs. He looks up and sees Pi and asks drowsily, “What are you doing out of bed, get back in, you’re still sick -" when Pi drops into his lap and kisses him.
“What the hell,” Ryo says when he finally breaks away, though there’s only affection in the words. “You’ll give me your germs, you idiot.”
Pi smiles and throws his arms around his neck and hooks his chin over Ryo’s shoulder, and says in a childish voice, “I love you, Ryo-chan~”
Ryo’s arms go immediately around him and his hands begin, unconsciously, to stroke Pi’s back. He says, consideringly, teasingly, “Is this what you used to do with your mother, too?”
He feels and hears Pi chuckle in response, so he nuzzles his neck and noses at Pi’s ridiculously long hair, and breathes out into the space behind his ear, “You worried me so much.”
“Yeah, she used to say that too,” Pi mutters under his breath.
“So stop making the people who love you worry about you,” Ryo mumbles in return, and Pi shudders when he hears that, and shudders again when Ryo begins to feather light kisses down his jaw and neck, and he turns his head towards Ryo’s neck and breathes.
[edit 24/9/2008]: liliomfalevel asked to translate this fic into Hungarian for a friend's birthday, and did. It can be found here, so if you can read Hungarian please go leave a comment there! :D This is so cool, I could conceivably learn Hungarian from this! Hur.
Fandom: Johnny's Entertainment
Pairings: Nishikido Ryo/Yamashita Tomohisa
Warnings: Probably none. Though your teeth might fall out.
Status: I actually envisioned this as longer, but somehow it's not working out. Hur.
Notes: Sorry that this seems a bit abrupt. I was supposed to be studying today, but somehow this just begged to be written, so I did. It ended up distracting me too much for me to be able to concentrate on my studying, so I decided to post it so I would stop writing. xD
I kind of wanted to gift this to zukkii, who's just ridden out Hurricane Ike, and who's needed comforting for various things recently. Though it's a bit ridiculous now cause she might not get to read this for a while yet... anyway. This is still for her. :D
one:
Pi spends too much money on him, buying all manner of ridiculous and expensive gifts, and it makes Ryo feel uncomfortable sometimes.
He knows that he comes from a background far luckier than Pi - he’s got a big family and an average, dysfunctional family with normal circumstances and normal problems. Pi, on the other hand, grew up at the age of 11, learning to love and protect his mother and sister and doing everything so he could support and provide for the two of them. Material things are things Ryo has grown up with and thus takes for granted and doesn’t need; material things are things Pi has grown up without, and now that he can, buys them to make up for what his family didn’t have when he was young, and so his ability to buy things for people are, for him, a sign of love.
Still it makes Ryo uncomfortable because it’s not like he can’t afford this stuff himself, and it makes him feel guilty because he doesn’t want Pi to spend so much on him, and also because he knows these things mean more to Pi than they do to him but he just doesn’t know how to say it.
It’s their first Valentine’s Day together, and Ryo tries carefully to steer Pi away from spending too much on this ridiculous holiday. Because Pi’s been fussing strangely about it, in a way that makes Ryo think is endearing, and in a way that makes him want to be patient with him. It’s their first Valentine’s Day together and though it isn’t their first one being attached to another person, he understands the anxiety of wanting nothing to screw up, because he’s been there before.
But because he’s been there before, he knows the best plans are the simplest ones, so the whole week he tells Pi that they’ll just go out somewhere, maybe somewhere extra special if he likes, and hang out, and he says it’ll mean more especially since they haven’t seen each other in a week.
“Valentine’s Day is over-consumerist,” he says over the phone to him. “When all lovers really should need on that day are each other.” All I need for Valentine’s Day to be happy is to be with you, he texts Pi, because he would never be able to say these things to him, and Pi agrees to just make reservations.
But then the night before Valentine’s Day Pi calls him and says he’s got emergency shooting the next day and the apologies keep tumbling out and Ryo rarely hears him angry about work but he sounds close to it, this time, sounds this close to cursing at the incompetent staff and the bad timing of it all.
“Hey,” he says softly into the phone, but Pi continues his torrent of miserable sounds, so he says it again. “Hey. Hey.”
Pi falls silent, so he says, “It’s okay, it really is. I don’t need to be with you on Valentine’s Day to know that you love me.”
The line is quiet for awhile, and only Pi’s breathing makes him certain that he’s still there on the other side.
“I love you too, Ryo-chan,” he finally says, and when he puts down the phone Ryo feels oddly relieved.
So the next day when the doorbell rings and a very large package is being held out for him to sign and he opens it and it’s a gift-wrapped guitar, he’s exasperated, because Pi is an idiot.
He calls Pi and shouts at him.
“What was that for!”
“But I just felt so bad about cancelling out tonight, because now I can’t be with you -"
“It’s not your bloody fault! You couldn’t help it! You didn’t have to buy a guitar to make up for it!”
“Why are you yelling at me?”
“I -"
“Ryo-chan,” and Pi’s voice is so quiet and scared, “I just want to make you happy.”
Ryo’s heart feels like it breaks from the sudden guilt. He opens his mouth to say something, but Yamapi has hung up and it feels like it’s almost too late.
He sits on his couch for awhile, staring at the guitar, then calls Pi back. He picks up almost immediately, and Ryo knows he’d been sitting with his phone in his hands like he himself had been.
“Pi,” he says before Pi can say anything. “I don’t need material things from you to be happy.”
“But what else can I do?”
“All you need to do is just to be you.”
“But this is me.”
“No it isn’t. It’s not you. It’s never been you. Don’t say that.”
There's only silence, so he takes a deep breath and says, miserably, “I love you, Pi, not the things you buy for me.”
There’s more silence, and this time he can’t even tell if Pi’s there anymore.
“Pi?” He ventures softly, but he’s interrupted by Pi half-sighing, half-saying, “I just, I miss you so much, Ryo.”
And Ryo closes his eyes, because he misses Pi so much too, and in a little way he understands now why Pi keeps spending so much on him. “What time do you wrap up tonight?” he asks. He can almost see Pi shaking his head as he answers, “Late.”
“Come over after you’re done. I’ll wait for you,” Ryo promises.
“What are we going to do?” There’s doubt in Pi’s voice. “I don’t want to make you stay up too late.”
“I don’t know,” he says truthfully. “Maybe I’ll make you eat, or something.” It’s half in jest, but Pi doesn’t laugh, so Ryo says, softly, and even more truthfully, “I just want to be with you,” and from the way Pi’s breath hitches he knows that this time Pi gets it.
*
two:
Halfway through filming for Kurosagi, Pi falls ill and doesn’t tell anyone. It pisses Ryo off because he’s warned Pi so many times not to overwork himself, and that he’s been sounding more and more tired lately, but Pi keeps brushing him off. One night when he calls him Pi tells him that he’s fine, but he hears the tiredness in his strangely muffled voice and knows that Pi has finally fallen sick.
So the next day Pi wakes up, feeling ill and miserable, to the sound of his phone ringing, and he looks blearily at the screen and it’s Ryo.
“Pi!” Ryo says, and the volume makes Pi wince. “Where are you? Are you at home? I’m outside, open your door.”
“Go away,” Pi moans, but he gets up and goes to the front door anyway, the room swaying strangely around him.
Ryo takes in a sharp inhalation of breath when he sees him, and before Pi can quite register his movements, he’s pushed in past Pi, closed the door, taken his shoes off, and picked Pi up. Pi is surprised because Ryo is smaller than him and he hadn’t quite known that Ryo was so strong, and he tries to say so but the words seem to tangle in his mouth.
Ryo doesn’t say anything until he puts Pi down in bed, and then he scolds, “I haven’t got stronger, you idiot, you’ve lost too much weight. I thought I told you to stop overworking yourself! And I heard you went and filmed a rain scene while running a fever. What’s wrong with you, Pi!”
Pi tries to open his mouth to say something.
“I called you a million times on your phone and couldn’t get you, I was so worried that you’d finally died in here and nobody would notice until next week, and by then you’d be a rotting mess of skin and bone. Pi, Pi, Pi, what am I going to do with you?” and Ryo's voice is tense and high, like it is about to crack any moment.
“You sound like my mother,” Pi finally croaks out with as much sarcasm as he can muster, “Except that she never used to yell at me when I was sick.” And he turns over to face the window even though the sun is coming in that way, so he can ignore Ryo and make him go away.
When Ryo doesn’t say anything, he tries to turn back around again, but his muscles scream with the effort and he breaks out in a sweat so he gives it up and falls asleep.
When he’s next conscious, he awakens to the tiny sound of water splashing slowly into a basin nearby, and the feeling of something being removed from his forehead to be replaced with a cooler one.
He opens his eyes, and sees Ryo, who bites his lip and drops the towel he holds into the basin, and looks down so he doesn’t have to meet his eyes.
“Ryo-chan,” he says, to make him look at him. “Ryo-chan, Ryo-chan,” and he stretches out his hand to touch Ryo’s, which have fallen in his lap.
Ryo’s fingers twitch like they want to twine around his, but then he says, “Go back to sleep,” and then he gets up and walks out.
Pi feels an added misery fighting with the heaviness already in his head and chest, but he’s so tired that he eventually drops back to sleep.
When he next wakes up there’s a covered bowl of soup waiting for him on the table next to his bed. He feels a lot better so he sits up, and the towel falls off his forehead. He looks out of the window and the sky has turned pitch dark, and his apartment sounds silent. He gets out of bed and wanders out, and there, seated upright on the couch in the outer room, is Ryo, asleep.
Pi looks at the nearest clock and sees that it’s 9, and just then Ryo stirs. He looks up and sees Pi and asks drowsily, “What are you doing out of bed, get back in, you’re still sick -" when Pi drops into his lap and kisses him.
“What the hell,” Ryo says when he finally breaks away, though there’s only affection in the words. “You’ll give me your germs, you idiot.”
Pi smiles and throws his arms around his neck and hooks his chin over Ryo’s shoulder, and says in a childish voice, “I love you, Ryo-chan~”
Ryo’s arms go immediately around him and his hands begin, unconsciously, to stroke Pi’s back. He says, consideringly, teasingly, “Is this what you used to do with your mother, too?”
He feels and hears Pi chuckle in response, so he nuzzles his neck and noses at Pi’s ridiculously long hair, and breathes out into the space behind his ear, “You worried me so much.”
“Yeah, she used to say that too,” Pi mutters under his breath.
“So stop making the people who love you worry about you,” Ryo mumbles in return, and Pi shudders when he hears that, and shudders again when Ryo begins to feather light kisses down his jaw and neck, and he turns his head towards Ryo’s neck and breathes.
[edit 24/9/2008]: liliomfalevel asked to translate this fic into Hungarian for a friend's birthday, and did. It can be found here, so if you can read Hungarian please go leave a comment there! :D This is so cool, I could conceivably learn Hungarian from this! Hur.