STUPENDOUS SEVENTH: LYUNA FOR THE GREAT HAMBURGER JACK
Title: Sailing down the Nile together
Author: lyuna
Recipients Name: hamburgerjack
Rating: PG
Pairing: SaekiRyou
Disclaimer: I don’t own the epic crackfest that is Tenipuri. I just like to play with it.
Warnings: My Davide’s godawful puns.
Ryou was sulking again. It took about one little glance for Saeki to tell, because the other boy was cleaning the lockers again. For the third time today. And not only that, he was cleaning them when instead he could be heading to the beach with the others right about now. What made it worse was that Ryou never cleaned the lockers. Well, neither of them did, but the point was, they usually had more fun things to do than cleaning lockers.
“He’s not coming back if you scrub the lockers hard enough to sparkle, you know.”
He had no problems dodging the wet cloth that was flung towards his face in response, although some of the water dripping from it got into his hair after all.
“Don’t you have something better to do than annoying me?”
Saeki just grinned at the bite in Ryou’s tone. Not even Atushi transferring schools could make him abandon his snark, apparently.
“Come to the beach when you’re done sulking. It-chan was asking all the way down why you wouldn’t come.”
Years of training in Ryou-speech told Saeki that the huff coming from the other side of the room meant something along the lines of ‘Fine, I’ll be there soon.’
-
He had never been the type to mope and brood - on the contrary, he’d usually laugh off any troubles with a few sarcastic comments. First of all that was more fun, and secondly sulking usually resulted in being dragged to the beach and buried in the sand or tickled into submission by the other guys until you stopped being a gloom ball. And right they were, no good came out of it anyway.
Yet he couldn’t help his dark mood from returning whenever he saw Atsushi’s empty bed, the cleared out locker. The picture he had sent with his hair cut off, an arm loosely loped around his new doubles partner. Ryou grit is teeth.
“Stupid slimebag of a manager.”
The door of the locker was shoved closed hard enough for the sound to echo loudly through the room and Ryou winced. If Saeki hadn’t already left to the beach too that would have garnered him at least one disapproving stare. And Saeki could stare disapprovingly very well if he set his mind to it.
Saeki could do anything well if he set his mind to it.
Ryou huffed, mentally reprimanding himself for even thinking that way. It wasn’t like their vice captain was anything special or something. Well, there was the thing with him being annoyingly attractive, but that was completely beside the point. The point was that Atsushi was gone and his teammates wouldn’t let him have a good sulk about it.
He shot another glare at his brother’s old locker before turning to leave. The longer he waited, the more he was going to get poked at, and that was something the Rokkaku team had practiced to perfection.
-
Saeki disliked how Ryou kept distancing himself from the team whenever Atsushi came up. No, he disliked how the other boy kept away from him, more specifically. Which, with him being the vice captain, of course had everything to do with his duty to care for the team, and nothing whatsoever with an old crush rekindling.
Really, he just did not like one of his teammates feeling bad about things they couldn’t change. Besides, even if it was a crush -
“Seems the Princess of Gloom has finally decided to join us after all!”
Saeki was pulled out of his thoughts by Bane bellowing across half the beach, and before Ryou could even make a smart rebuttal, or at least claim he wasn’t a girl - which happened almost on a daily basis - the taller boy had already caught him in a headlock., pulling him over to the others.
“I’m not a girl!”
“People who get complimented on their hair usually let it go to their head… pfft.”
“Shut up, Davide.”
“Why are you joining us so late, Ryou-chan?”
“Ryou-san, are you alright?!”
“Why didn’t you want to come here with us?”
“Didn’t want sand in his hair, probably.”
“Do people who live near a beach have wavy, sandy hair?”
“Shut up, Davide!”
Ryou seemed to be getting off easily, released from Bane’s grasp when he started chasing his partner across the beach, having heard one a pun too many.
Saeki grinned. Honestly, there was not much of a reason for his friend to sulk around like that - he still had the team, and the team was sort of like family. Granted, not like a twin, but they would still see Atsushi during the holiday.
Putting on his Most Dazzling Smile Saeki waved the long haired boy over, gesturing for him to sit next to him.
-
“Wasn’t that grin reserved for flirting, Sae-san?”
Granted, Ryou had tried to escape by staying back to clean the lockers (again), but now he had to admit just having the team around was much better than being left on his own, especially since Bane seemed to have forgotten about him completely - meaning he would get out of this without being tickled half-dead or worse.
“Maybe I want to flirt with you then.”
He snorted, rolling his eyes at Saeki’s reply. As nice as that might have been, Saeki went for girls, and that was something he most definitely was not. Despite several claims by his teammates that he so was.
“Sleepover at my place tonight, you coming?”
Ryou blinked, looking up at his friend.
“Yeah, sure. I’ll just need to call mom.”
Sleepovers with the guys were usually fun and, more importantly, provided distraction from his awfully empty room. Honestly, he just wasn’t meant to be alone.
-
Saeki was fairly sure Ryou was teasing him on purpose. Granted, it might have been his own fault, what with accidentally spilling the beans that he used to have a crush on the other boy - but that was then (meaning while he had still thought the other was a girl) and this was now, and in no way whatsoever was it fair of Bane to make them share the bed due to lack of mattresses. Or for Ryou to agree, for that matter.
Granted, one of them always had to share their sleeping space, but Ryou was still totally teasing him.
Not that it had any effect on him at all, of course. Saeki was long since over his silly crush. So what if he still dreamt about him at night, or thought up ways of confessing to him. That could be considered a crush in absolutely no way, it was just that old habits die hard. Right?
But the warm body cuddled against him while they were watching some horror flick was still far too distracting and he had a hard time not slinging his arm around the slightly smaller form until Bane poked him into the side with a Meaningful Glance.
“Toilet,” Saeki muttered, swinging his legs out of bed and all but fleeing the room.
There was no way he was still crushing on Ryou. He just wanted to comfort him because his brother was gone, that’s all. No feelings other than concern involved.
Yet he could still almost feel the silky hair splayed against his skin, the up and down of Ryou’s shoulder against his when he breathed. Saeki groaned.
“You know, you should just tell him.”
Bane’s grin couldn’t have been wider as he leaned against the door outside when Saeki returned.
“Oh, just shut up.”
He listened to what Bane had to say anyway.
-
Ryou had been just a little suspicious when Bane and Saeki stayed out for what felt like at least half an hour. They usually didn’t have secrets from each other, and if they did it was small ones, nothing life-changing. Nothing that would take over thirty minutes to talk over. Which was why upon their return they were greeted by a frown. And why Saeki had to make him scoot over. He was not leaving space for a best friend who kept secrets.
“Have fun with each other out there?”
Ryou grumbled, strategically facing away from Saeki. Not that he was jealous or something stupid like that over him rather sharing his secrets with Bane.
“Ryou…”
“Shut up and let me watch the movie.”
“You’re not even facing the screen”
“I’m listening.”
“It ended at least ten minutes ago.”
“Shut up.”
“Ryou…”
The boy just sniffed, pulling the covers over his head. Stupid Bane. Stupid Saeki. Stupid sleepover. Stupid Atsushi for leaving him stuck with these idiots.
Ryou was almost annoyed enough for aiming a well-placed elbow into Saeki’s ribs when he was rolled around again - but instead his breath caught in his throat when he found the other’s face just a few inches in front of his own.
“Get off, idiot.”
He was lucky that it was relatively dark inside the room, because Ryou was fairly sure that was a blush heating up his cheeks. Which was stupid, because he did not have a crush on the other boy, and invading his personal bubble should do nothing whatsoever for him. Instead his heartbeat sped up.
“Ryou, listen. I didn’t do anything with Bane.”
“Whatever, none of my concern.”
But it seemed like it was, the idea of Bane and Saeki doing stuff hadn’t even crossed his mind before, and now the very idea made something wrench in his gut.
“Listen.”
Ryou could feel Saeki start at the sound of his own voice, saw him look around as if to make sure none of the others had heard or woken up.
“I… think I like you.”
His eyes widened for a brief moment at that. Surely Saeki didn’t mean… no, of course not. Saeki went for pretty girls with big boobs, and not scrawny, long-haired tennis boys who spent too much time on the beach and too little with looking pretty.
“Yeah, well. We wouldn’t be friends if you didn’t like me.”
-
Saeki somehow managed to catch himself before he let a small sound of frustration escape. Bane had been right, Ryou was even more dense than him concerning this, and that was saying something. After all it had taken the better part of half an hour to make him realize that he was being completely and utterly in denial.
“No, I mean… oh, for heaven’s sake.”
If words didn’t help he’d just have to follow Bane’s plan after all.
And that was how Ryou suddenly found himself with his best friend’s lips locked against his own, chapped skin scratching ever so slightly. And how Saeki found himself wondering if he had just made the best or most stupid move in his life so far.
-
Ryou had two options: a) scream loud enough to wake the entire neighbourhood or b) enjoy. Which really wasn’t too hard a decision, even though Saeki liked girls and not him, because if he was kissing him that must mean… oh. Oh.
“I think,” Ryou muttered after a short pause when Saeki finally pulled away, “if you needed someone to practice kissing with you could have just asked.”
Saeki groaned.
Author: lyuna
Recipients Name: hamburgerjack
Rating: PG
Pairing: SaekiRyou
Disclaimer: I don’t own the epic crackfest that is Tenipuri. I just like to play with it.
Warnings: My Davide’s godawful puns.
Ryou was sulking again. It took about one little glance for Saeki to tell, because the other boy was cleaning the lockers again. For the third time today. And not only that, he was cleaning them when instead he could be heading to the beach with the others right about now. What made it worse was that Ryou never cleaned the lockers. Well, neither of them did, but the point was, they usually had more fun things to do than cleaning lockers.
“He’s not coming back if you scrub the lockers hard enough to sparkle, you know.”
He had no problems dodging the wet cloth that was flung towards his face in response, although some of the water dripping from it got into his hair after all.
“Don’t you have something better to do than annoying me?”
Saeki just grinned at the bite in Ryou’s tone. Not even Atushi transferring schools could make him abandon his snark, apparently.
“Come to the beach when you’re done sulking. It-chan was asking all the way down why you wouldn’t come.”
Years of training in Ryou-speech told Saeki that the huff coming from the other side of the room meant something along the lines of ‘Fine, I’ll be there soon.’
-
He had never been the type to mope and brood - on the contrary, he’d usually laugh off any troubles with a few sarcastic comments. First of all that was more fun, and secondly sulking usually resulted in being dragged to the beach and buried in the sand or tickled into submission by the other guys until you stopped being a gloom ball. And right they were, no good came out of it anyway.
Yet he couldn’t help his dark mood from returning whenever he saw Atsushi’s empty bed, the cleared out locker. The picture he had sent with his hair cut off, an arm loosely loped around his new doubles partner. Ryou grit is teeth.
“Stupid slimebag of a manager.”
The door of the locker was shoved closed hard enough for the sound to echo loudly through the room and Ryou winced. If Saeki hadn’t already left to the beach too that would have garnered him at least one disapproving stare. And Saeki could stare disapprovingly very well if he set his mind to it.
Saeki could do anything well if he set his mind to it.
Ryou huffed, mentally reprimanding himself for even thinking that way. It wasn’t like their vice captain was anything special or something. Well, there was the thing with him being annoyingly attractive, but that was completely beside the point. The point was that Atsushi was gone and his teammates wouldn’t let him have a good sulk about it.
He shot another glare at his brother’s old locker before turning to leave. The longer he waited, the more he was going to get poked at, and that was something the Rokkaku team had practiced to perfection.
-
Saeki disliked how Ryou kept distancing himself from the team whenever Atsushi came up. No, he disliked how the other boy kept away from him, more specifically. Which, with him being the vice captain, of course had everything to do with his duty to care for the team, and nothing whatsoever with an old crush rekindling.
Really, he just did not like one of his teammates feeling bad about things they couldn’t change. Besides, even if it was a crush -
“Seems the Princess of Gloom has finally decided to join us after all!”
Saeki was pulled out of his thoughts by Bane bellowing across half the beach, and before Ryou could even make a smart rebuttal, or at least claim he wasn’t a girl - which happened almost on a daily basis - the taller boy had already caught him in a headlock., pulling him over to the others.
“I’m not a girl!”
“People who get complimented on their hair usually let it go to their head… pfft.”
“Shut up, Davide.”
“Why are you joining us so late, Ryou-chan?”
“Ryou-san, are you alright?!”
“Why didn’t you want to come here with us?”
“Didn’t want sand in his hair, probably.”
“Do people who live near a beach have wavy, sandy hair?”
“Shut up, Davide!”
Ryou seemed to be getting off easily, released from Bane’s grasp when he started chasing his partner across the beach, having heard one a pun too many.
Saeki grinned. Honestly, there was not much of a reason for his friend to sulk around like that - he still had the team, and the team was sort of like family. Granted, not like a twin, but they would still see Atsushi during the holiday.
Putting on his Most Dazzling Smile Saeki waved the long haired boy over, gesturing for him to sit next to him.
-
“Wasn’t that grin reserved for flirting, Sae-san?”
Granted, Ryou had tried to escape by staying back to clean the lockers (again), but now he had to admit just having the team around was much better than being left on his own, especially since Bane seemed to have forgotten about him completely - meaning he would get out of this without being tickled half-dead or worse.
“Maybe I want to flirt with you then.”
He snorted, rolling his eyes at Saeki’s reply. As nice as that might have been, Saeki went for girls, and that was something he most definitely was not. Despite several claims by his teammates that he so was.
“Sleepover at my place tonight, you coming?”
Ryou blinked, looking up at his friend.
“Yeah, sure. I’ll just need to call mom.”
Sleepovers with the guys were usually fun and, more importantly, provided distraction from his awfully empty room. Honestly, he just wasn’t meant to be alone.
-
Saeki was fairly sure Ryou was teasing him on purpose. Granted, it might have been his own fault, what with accidentally spilling the beans that he used to have a crush on the other boy - but that was then (meaning while he had still thought the other was a girl) and this was now, and in no way whatsoever was it fair of Bane to make them share the bed due to lack of mattresses. Or for Ryou to agree, for that matter.
Granted, one of them always had to share their sleeping space, but Ryou was still totally teasing him.
Not that it had any effect on him at all, of course. Saeki was long since over his silly crush. So what if he still dreamt about him at night, or thought up ways of confessing to him. That could be considered a crush in absolutely no way, it was just that old habits die hard. Right?
But the warm body cuddled against him while they were watching some horror flick was still far too distracting and he had a hard time not slinging his arm around the slightly smaller form until Bane poked him into the side with a Meaningful Glance.
“Toilet,” Saeki muttered, swinging his legs out of bed and all but fleeing the room.
There was no way he was still crushing on Ryou. He just wanted to comfort him because his brother was gone, that’s all. No feelings other than concern involved.
Yet he could still almost feel the silky hair splayed against his skin, the up and down of Ryou’s shoulder against his when he breathed. Saeki groaned.
“You know, you should just tell him.”
Bane’s grin couldn’t have been wider as he leaned against the door outside when Saeki returned.
“Oh, just shut up.”
He listened to what Bane had to say anyway.
-
Ryou had been just a little suspicious when Bane and Saeki stayed out for what felt like at least half an hour. They usually didn’t have secrets from each other, and if they did it was small ones, nothing life-changing. Nothing that would take over thirty minutes to talk over. Which was why upon their return they were greeted by a frown. And why Saeki had to make him scoot over. He was not leaving space for a best friend who kept secrets.
“Have fun with each other out there?”
Ryou grumbled, strategically facing away from Saeki. Not that he was jealous or something stupid like that over him rather sharing his secrets with Bane.
“Ryou…”
“Shut up and let me watch the movie.”
“You’re not even facing the screen”
“I’m listening.”
“It ended at least ten minutes ago.”
“Shut up.”
“Ryou…”
The boy just sniffed, pulling the covers over his head. Stupid Bane. Stupid Saeki. Stupid sleepover. Stupid Atsushi for leaving him stuck with these idiots.
Ryou was almost annoyed enough for aiming a well-placed elbow into Saeki’s ribs when he was rolled around again - but instead his breath caught in his throat when he found the other’s face just a few inches in front of his own.
“Get off, idiot.”
He was lucky that it was relatively dark inside the room, because Ryou was fairly sure that was a blush heating up his cheeks. Which was stupid, because he did not have a crush on the other boy, and invading his personal bubble should do nothing whatsoever for him. Instead his heartbeat sped up.
“Ryou, listen. I didn’t do anything with Bane.”
“Whatever, none of my concern.”
But it seemed like it was, the idea of Bane and Saeki doing stuff hadn’t even crossed his mind before, and now the very idea made something wrench in his gut.
“Listen.”
Ryou could feel Saeki start at the sound of his own voice, saw him look around as if to make sure none of the others had heard or woken up.
“I… think I like you.”
His eyes widened for a brief moment at that. Surely Saeki didn’t mean… no, of course not. Saeki went for pretty girls with big boobs, and not scrawny, long-haired tennis boys who spent too much time on the beach and too little with looking pretty.
“Yeah, well. We wouldn’t be friends if you didn’t like me.”
-
Saeki somehow managed to catch himself before he let a small sound of frustration escape. Bane had been right, Ryou was even more dense than him concerning this, and that was saying something. After all it had taken the better part of half an hour to make him realize that he was being completely and utterly in denial.
“No, I mean… oh, for heaven’s sake.”
If words didn’t help he’d just have to follow Bane’s plan after all.
And that was how Ryou suddenly found himself with his best friend’s lips locked against his own, chapped skin scratching ever so slightly. And how Saeki found himself wondering if he had just made the best or most stupid move in his life so far.
-
Ryou had two options: a) scream loud enough to wake the entire neighbourhood or b) enjoy. Which really wasn’t too hard a decision, even though Saeki liked girls and not him, because if he was kissing him that must mean… oh. Oh.
“I think,” Ryou muttered after a short pause when Saeki finally pulled away, “if you needed someone to practice kissing with you could have just asked.”
Saeki groaned.