[fic] Forceful Foam Bath (Den-O; Yuuto)
WE HAVE AN APARTMENT.
IT'S BIG, FRESH AND FABULOUS.
WE'RE MOVING IN A WEEK.
FUCK YEAH.
Not the one we were supposed to go look at, though, because that lady was a bitch and wrote a contract with someone else despite us being the first in line. Bitch.
“Forceful Foam Bath”
by exorcistor
Fandom: Kamen Rider Den-O
People/pairings: Yuuto, Deneb, Ryoutarou, Ryoutarou’s imagin
Word count: around 400
Genre: general
Rating: worksafe
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If Yuuto had thought that taking on the job that his older self left him with would let him have even a single minute’s peace when he needed it the most, he’d quickly noticed how miserable wrong he’d been. If the time had been spent on necessary things like saving the time stream, he wouldn’t have minded, because that was his whole purpose. But having to use his time to keep track of Nogami Ryoutarou and his imagins? Yuuto could find a good number of better ways to spend his time off.
Today, someone - most likely the purple brat, Yuuto thought with a frown and a glare in Ryuutaros general direction - had apparently managed to fill the washing machine - why would a time train have a washing machine installed anyway? - with too much soap, which had caused a flooding. While everyone else had climbed the tables well in time to not be drowned by the foam, Yuuto himself had to yell to make himself heard over the hysterical babble of the group to tell Deneb to stop running around; you’ll step on Nogami.
And the end result was of course that once the foam had been washed away, Nogami looked up at Yuuto with tears running down his face - from the soap in his eyes, Yuuto hoped - clinging tightly to his red imagin thanking Yuuto for caring about him so much.
While swearing to himself on the inside - he should just have stayed silent and let the klutz be stomped on - Yuuto could only snort and turn his head to the side, though he doubled that he looked anywhere near as dignified as he aimed for with bubbles all over his face and in his hair, announcing that that of course wasn’t the case, and that Nogami was stupid to think so. Also him and Deneb were leaving, right this moment, just to be clear.
Before the door to the dining car had even been shut behind them, Deneb was already spewing his idiocy around him again, this time in the form of a-
"It is rather tedious to hand wash everything all the time… I wonder if I could sell the candy and save up some money for our own washi-"
Strangling Deneb into silence only made Yuuto feel the tiniest bit better about this day.
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End note: The fic above was written as a sample in my application to polychromatic. It took me about 30 minutes to write. Then I was asked to write another, to better show Yuuto's motivation and reasoning. That fic took me about 15 minutes. What is it with this muse, it keeps getting stronger for every time I look at him @__@