The boy next door - Ruki/Uruha - 7/20
Title: The boy next door
Chapters: 7/20
Author: buildingonlove
Genre: drama, romance, angst, AU
Rating: PG-13/R (depends on chapter)
Pairing: Ruki/Uruha
Warnings: unbeta’ed, depressed thoughts, cursing
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I got other presents for Christmas last year.
Summary: Takanori falls in love with the pretty boy next door who just moved in. Discovering all his secrets, he isn’t sure if he’s the right one for him, and he’s not sure if it’s good or wrong to discover even more of this guy.
Comments: down there *points*
Previous chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6
Yuu had told Takanori several times that if he didn’t want to, he also didn’t need to tell him. But the brunet was fully convinced he could handle it. “You’re my best friend, you deserve to know,” he’d said.
Now they were sitting there, both staring at their feet. Yuu waited patiently for Takanori to find the right words to tell him everything. He knew it was hard to clear things up you’ve tried to suppress for such a long time. And he knew how much it hurt, too.
“I guess you know how I and Akira met, right?” Takanori checked. Yuu nodded.
“After two months, we were sort of together. And everything went really well, then. We were just the right image of a couple. And he told me he loved me, and I said I loved him back. All sweet, cosy and lovey-dovey. But that only lasted for a month.”
Yuu blinked as Takanori paused for a moment, closed his eyes and thought about the events from last year.
“Akira started to be… overprotective. He didn’t want me to spend time with my friends or coworkers. He wanted me to quit working and stop spending time with my friends. We had several fights about it, but then he suddenly said ‘if you love me, you choose for me’. And I did, naive as I was.”
Another pause, but this one didn’t last for long.
“So I spend my days in his apartment, alone, waiting for him to come home. Funny he kept working while he wanted me to quit… When he came home, he only wanted sex. Nothing more. The sweet kisses and gentle touches were gone. He became some weird beast drifted by lust. And I let him because I thought he loved me. He kept telling me he did, so I believed him. But I didn’t know he had many boyfriends - and probably girlfriends, too - at the same time, and he told them exact the same too. He just wanted to get laid but always abandoned me as soon as possible.”
A silvery tear ran down Takanori’s cheek, but he wiped it away quickly with the back of his hand. He sighed and stared out of the window for a moment, clearing more things up.
“At some moment, I simply had enough of it. I packed my stuff and I left, without letting Akira know. I thought he already saw this coming because he didn’t contact me. I thought he maybe would call or text me, and actually I hoped for that too… I thought maybe he really loved me and wanted me back. That he regretted doing those things, that he didn’t know he hurt me so badly - even though I spent most nights with crying myself to sleep and cried too when Akira needed to still the hunger for… sex.”
Takanori looked up and met Yuu’s gaze.
“And that’s when I came to you. I thought I couldn’t… believe someone anymore when he told me he loved me. It was hard to leave, you know? Starting all over again, on my own, in this apartment. I’m so grateful you came…” He chuckled, something that made Yuu happy to see him smiling. “I’m grateful you got fired, let’s say that.”
Yuu smiled grateful. At least Takanori’s didn’t lose his sense of humour.
“And then… Kouyou came along. And I thought he liked me, just the way he acted towards me… I was still trying to forget Akira but I thought maybe he could help me forget him. If he gave me the love I needed, the love I longed for for so long, maybe then… But he didn’t. Instead, he treated me exact the same way as Akira did.”
A silence fell. It seemed like Takanori was done with talking, but he stared out of the window, a thoughtful look on his face. He was thinking, but Yuu couldn’t guess about what, so again he waited patiently.
“It may sound strange but…” Takanori started again, “…I kind of understand why Kouyou picked someone like me. If he didn’t lie to you and if he meant it when he said he knew how it was to get hurt, then maybe… He was trying to do the same as me - forgetting things. Maybe he could see right through me, see how troubled I was, see how messed up I was. Or still am. I cannot blame him.”
Yuu frowned. “Aren’t you mad at him?”
”Let’s say I’m disappointed…” Takanori muttered. “I’m wondering what’s the matter with him.”
Yuu sighed. “Only one way to find out, right?”
”Not now. I suppose he don’t want to see me either.”
“Perhaps. Let it rest, we’ll see if you start missing him.”
”I already do.”
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A full week passed, and Takanori stayed inside all the time. He didn’t go to the mall, Yuu did instead. He didn’t even go downstairs to check the mail, because if he met Kouyou in the elevator he didn’t know what to do.
But now, it was time to stop isolating himself, he thought. He stood in the hallway, his hands shaking because he was so nervous. He stood right in front of Kouyou’s front door, and he wanted to push on the doorbell, but what after that? What could he say when Kouyou opened the door?
What if he really was that bitter, what if he only acted happy towards him? Perhaps he really was that cold and bitter, perhaps he wasn’t such a nice person as Takanori thought he was. But he could accept that. He could try, at least.
He was confused about his feelings towards him. He never stopped liking him, even after he abused him and took advantage of him. Which was weird in his opinion. Most people would hate him afterwards, regretting they loved him in the first place.
But he didn’t, complicated as he was.
He raised his arm, his hand still shaky, and pressed his finger against the button of the doorbell. He heard it rang, heard noises inside and heard Kouyou making his way to the front door. “Coming!” he heard him calling.
There was no way back now.
A/N: Hmm, it's a short one this time. But following chaps will be longer :D xoxo