A piece of EroPi for sodigirl1980
Gift Fic for sodigirl1980
Title: Super Power.
Pairing/Group: RyoPi
Rating/Warnings: PG13/None
Summary: Hello, my name is Yamashita Tomohisa and, as unbelievable it might be, I have a super power.
Note: I really hope you like it. Thanks so much to my betas, that are the best!!
Super Power.
Hello. My name is Yamashita Tomohisa and, as unbelievable as it might be, I have a super power.
After reading that, the first thing that would probably come to your mind is me reading thoughts or turning invisible, but that’s not my power, even if sometimes I pride myself on being able to do both those things. Like for example, that time I stole Jin’s bento and hid in the bathroom while the rest of Kat-tun were blamed for my crime, or the time I noticed that Tacky really had perverted, almost pedophile thoughts about me. Well, neither of those were that difficult-Kat-tun was ignoring Jin and Tacky was always staring at my ass.
The point is: I have a super power.
You might think my power isn’t that cool, or that it isn’t that difficult to do, but after reading my story I bet you will envy me, because my gift has given me the opportunity to obtain what I cherish the most in this life. That’s why I truly believe it’s awesome.
The first time I realized I had this super power I was shocked. I thought I might be mistaken, or that I drank too much the previous night-both were very plausible explanations. But after a while, with my ability coming and going every so often, I couldn’t help but think that maybe I was like one of those super humans on that Discovery Channel show hosted by Stan Lee.
I, Yamashita Tomohisa, have evolved.
“How?” you might ask, and here is my answer:
The truth is, I can read Nishikido Ryo like a book.
I know, I know, it doesn’t sound as cool as travelling through time, or jumping buildings or flying, but hey, evolution takes time. I might be the first specimen in the world evolving into a mind reader!
That’s why I’m not full of myself and I take my gift with extreme responsibility. Like Ben Parker said, “A big responsibility comes with a great power.” Or was it the other way around? Anyway, it’s evolution.
I think my power has evolved over time as well. When I first met Ryo I was a little at a loss about him. He was too serious, too snarky, too cute, and too short-tempered. But then, as the years went on, as the Sakura blossoms changed from flowers to nothing, and vice versa, over and over again with every season, my perceptions about him got sharper. I started to notice every single sigh, the tiniest frowns, every look toward the ceiling -Ryo rolls his eyes a lot. And I also noticed the line of his neck, his shark eyes, and his proudly standing ass, but those last few don’t prove my case. Everybody notices those things about Ryo.
I can read this guy so well that I can totally tell when he is disappointed, frustrated, happy, angry, tired-absolutely everything. He is the type who tries to hide how he really feels as much as he can-in work because he needs to, with friends because he wants to, and with family because he has to, never wanting to disappoint, hurt, or worry anyone.
He is a good guy, the best, and I’m happy I’ve been able to master my gift, otherwise I wouldn’t have noticed how he’ s been looking at me differently lately, how he gets all jumpy when I’m around, or how the vein in his neck pulsates when I take my shirt off.
Yes, Nishikido Ryo is in love with me.
Finally!
I’m not proud to say that I’ve been stripping a lot lately, just to see his flustered face. Ok, I might be torturing him a bit, but he has been torturing me for years!
Why? Because he might have only noticed me recently, but I’ve been lusting over him for so long that I think some gray hairs have appeared on my head already.
Yeah, I know, it sounds unfair, that’s why God gave me this gift. I’m sure he wanted me to be ready when he finally shoved Ryo into my arms, although he isn’t in my arms precisely . . . not yet.
He will be.
Soon.
***
“You know, normally people in my situation go on and on about the reasons why they fell in love, but that only causes embarrassment and delays the inevitable,” I say. I look at Ryo who is staring at me with a dubious look, probably not really understanding what I’m saying. Why would he? My cute Shorty isn’t a gifted man like me. But it’s ok, I love him anyway.
“The inevitable?” Ryo asks unsure. We are standing in the middle of Kanjani’s dressing room. I came here looking for him, and luck must be on my side today because there are no other Osakans here eager to tease me or trick me into buying them food. Don’t get me wrong, I love Ryo’s mates, I just don’t want them around when I’m finally confessing. Well… sort of confessing.
“Sex.”
“Sex?” Ryo’s eyes are wide; they look innocent and so damn big they seem to take up his entire body. The flush starts slow, his arms first, his neck next, then his ears and finally his entire face explodes in deep shades of red I never thought possible in a human face.
Cute.
“Yeah,” I continue, “we should skip the confession and get right to the kiss. We should also skip dates one, two, and three so I can finally have my way with you.”
“W-what?”
I sigh, because really, how much longer does Ryo expect me to be standing here in front of him, knowing he loves me like I love him, not being able to touch him or ravish him against that wall?
The couch looks comfortable, too.
I feel my cock get hard because of the images my dirty, rapid thoughts bring.
Ok, little Pi (I know it must sound weird for someone to talk to his own wiener, but damn if every man in the world doesn’t do it) let’s focus for another two minutes and then you will lead the way ‘kay?
“Well, in our case, it would be making love, but let’s forget about technicalities for a minute. I love you, you love me, let’s just kiss, fuck, and move in together.”
Smooth Pi, you are such a winner.
“What the fuck?” The frown Ryo directs at me with a hint of anger sparking dangerously toward me makes me gasp and sulk. Did my super power just fail me? It couldn’t have. I would walk through burning carbon before coming here without being sure he loves me too. He does, I swear he does. I wrack my brain trying to figure out why Ryo would act like that when he clearly wants to have me as much as I want him. Then I realize that even if Ryo loves me, I shouldn’t have taken away any and all romance like I’ve so harshly done.
I curse. Damn, I should not have let Little Pi lead!
Ryo crosses his arms in front of his body, lifts an eyebrow at me, and glares. I gulp nervously; I really hope my outburst hasn’t ended my shot with him.
That would be just…heartbreaking.
“I’m sorry, that didn’t come out well,” I say.
“Explain yourself,” Ryo barks, and damn, my face is so red that I must be impersonating a tomato right now.
“Um, well, I was just stating the obvious.”
Ryo furrows his brow at that and I jump. Who would have thought someone of that size could be so intimidating?
“I mean, we have feelings for each other, so we should you know….be together.”
Please earth, swallow me.
“Just because it’s obvious doesn’t mean you can come here like a Neanderthal and claim me by pulling my hair and dragging me across the floor,” Ryo states and the annoyed vibrations of his voice only cause my erection to get harder. Why is it so difficult to concentrate when you have the hots for someone? Wasn’t it easier to just let instincts lead?
Apparently not.
“I’m sorry if it seemed that way. I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment,” I say, and oh my God, my sincerity must be palpable, because he looks at me surprised and clearly self-conscious.
“How long?”
“Long enough.”
“How long?”
“Um . . . seven years.”
He stares at me for a few minutes, and really, at times like this I wonder if I really have a super power or if Ryo is just too easy to read. People must be obtuse to not know how he feels ninety percent of the time. He is as transparent as Caribbean waters. I see frustration, happiness, and a hint of arousal in his features, and I can’t help but smile sweetly at him. He is just so damn adorable. My heart does its usual jumps and I sigh contently. Loving him has been both my curse and the source of my hope all along.
“We can go dinner tomorrow. And don’t even think of skipping dates, we are following the right order, and if you behave, then we will fuck on the third date,” he says, and hope warms inside me like rays of sunshine on a really cold winter day.
“Really!?” I ask, maybe too excited. I don’t really care, it’s not like he couldn’t figure out that I’m head over heels for him already, “Can we at least kiss?” My voice breaks, and I feel my face on fire with embarrassment.
He smiles at me, half-amused, half-embarrassed.
“Don’t push it, Yamashita.”
“Hey, a guy has to live for something, you can’t blame me.”
He laughs out loud and leaves the room. His rejection doesn’t exactly hurt, he looks as eager as I am. Maybe he just needs time to adjust. I´ve been waiting for so long a couple of dates won’t hurt me.
I love him alright. If he wants me to wait until the apocalypse, I´ll do it. It is as simple as that.
***
Not that I’m complaining! Not at all. But I just wonder why Ryo is being such a chatter box right now. My gift is telling me he is nervous about this first date, but that’s just ridiculous. We are, above all, friends. I’m surprised he feels this way, not that acting like a school girl makes him less appealing. If anything, it makes him even more charming. If he didn’t already have my heart, my soul, my bones, my muscles, and wasn’t the owner of my every thought, I would fall all over again right this moment. With that cute blush, sparkling eyes, and tight pants I am at his mercy.
“Seven years, huh?” he suddenly asks, and I realize I’ve been spacing out. I should listen to Hitch-the date doctor- some more. Daydreaming was one of the forbidden things, but what can I do if all I see is him and me lying on the soft ground trying to make shapes out of stars? “That’s just, wow,” he says.
I try to focus. “Yeah.”
He stares intently at me, and the pizza we are having in the family restaurant starts to get cold. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
I sigh. Should I be honest? I really should. A relationship founded on lies is not a good start, and there is too much at risk to make a mistake at this point. Yes, I do have a gift, but Ryo is my friend, and he can tell when I’m lying. “I wouldn’t have liked your answer back then.”
He looks sad, and guilty. He knows I’m right. Ryo would’ve cut off our friendship back then if he thought he was harming me with his presence, which would’ve been the worst thing ever, and probably the main reason I never said anything. He looks at me with troubled eyes, as if asking for forgiveness for something he wasn’t really responsible for. But that’s just Ryo, always blaming himself if he hurt anyone, even if it was not on purpose. That’s another of the one billion reasons why I love him so much. He is just a generous being.
He warmly smiles at me then. “It won’t be like that now.”
I grin brightly at him. “I know.”
I wouldn’t have confessed if I wasn’t sure of that.
***
“What do you mean you have a super power?”
Playing Mahjong probably isn’t the best of dates, but my future boyfriend happens to be really fond of Japanese traditions. It was this or tea ceremony, and I don’t really like tea. Not that I’m any better at playing Mahjong; he is literally kicking my ass.
“I do, I totally do,” I say and I stare intently at him, to show him how seriously I take my gift.
“No you don’t. You just know me really well.”
Ok, this lack of faith in my power pisses me off a bit.
“Let me prove it to you.” I look sharply at him and order all my senses to be alert to his every move. “Think of something, something you want right now,” I order.
I see him smile amusedly and then look at the ceiling thinking hard. Finally he looks at me. I see his neck redden, his lips get dry, and a shine of desire flash behind his eyelids. This one is easy. I’ve seen that very same look every time he stares at my six pack. “Now Ryo, you shouldn’t think those things if you want us to actually wait until the third date. We can go to my apartment right away if you want though,” I tell him with a dirty smirk. He flushes hastily and gapes at me in disbelief.
“How did you…?”
“I told you. I´m a gifted man.”
I inflate my lungs proudly, giving him a good view of my muscular chest. I give him a confident look, while he, instead of feeling more embarrassed by his lack of faith, smirks naughtily back at me. “I just hope you are gifted where it really matters.”
Now it was my turn to blush.
***
The long-awaited third date finally came. The kiss was…it was just…everything. Everything I ever wanted, everything I ever imagined, everything I would ever crave for. His lips have the ability to feel sweet, spicy, and hot all together, and they never fail to fill my heart full of fireworks and my head with cotton.
In simple words, kissing Ryo is the most arousing, beautiful, and perfect thing ever experienced in this world. I think he should have his own entry in the dictionary, because it’s really hard to explain such perfection.
About sex, scratch that, love making; well, I’m not the type to kiss and tell--well, actually I’m doing that right now--but I think that will remain our secret. I have to say, I always thought I was going to be the one having my way with him, but when I walked through his apartment door just a couple of hours ago, he attacked me, and let’s just say he was the one showing me how it’s done.
My lower parts hurt terribly right now, but, even if it wasn’t exactly what I planned, I would be a liar if I didn’t say this has been the most magical and perfect night of my life.
I feel his naked arm hugging me from behind. I sigh contentedly, turn around, and close the nonexistent distance between us, then I kiss his sleepy face.
Do you all understand how amazing my power is now?
It is the thing that got me here, to this exact moment, where my old lonely life ends and my bright future begins, with the one my heart chose so long ago.
***
Three years later.
Hey, long time no see. As I recall, the last time I talked to you was the time I was wooing the love of my life. You will be happy to know that things have been amazing between us since then. Ryo at times feels bad that we didn’t hook up sooner, but truth to be told, the wait only made everything more incredible. It’s like when you cook barbeque, or pasta--a good meat or sauce needs time and stirring to be a pleasure for taste buds. And like that, we got what we needed.
I still have my power. It comes in handy when I screw up and Ryo wants to kill me, but I also discovered something: after all this time knowing Ryo, loving him, evolving, and mastering my gift, I realize I made a mistake. Against all odds, Ryo has a super power too, one that I never thought someone would ever have. But now that I think of it, Ryo is probably the only one in the entire human race capable of developing such a gift.
Nishikido Ryo‘s super power is to make me happy.
Title: Super Power.
Pairing/Group: RyoPi
Rating/Warnings: PG13/None
Summary: Hello, my name is Yamashita Tomohisa and, as unbelievable it might be, I have a super power.
Note: I really hope you like it. Thanks so much to my betas, that are the best!!
Super Power.
Hello. My name is Yamashita Tomohisa and, as unbelievable as it might be, I have a super power.
After reading that, the first thing that would probably come to your mind is me reading thoughts or turning invisible, but that’s not my power, even if sometimes I pride myself on being able to do both those things. Like for example, that time I stole Jin’s bento and hid in the bathroom while the rest of Kat-tun were blamed for my crime, or the time I noticed that Tacky really had perverted, almost pedophile thoughts about me. Well, neither of those were that difficult-Kat-tun was ignoring Jin and Tacky was always staring at my ass.
The point is: I have a super power.
You might think my power isn’t that cool, or that it isn’t that difficult to do, but after reading my story I bet you will envy me, because my gift has given me the opportunity to obtain what I cherish the most in this life. That’s why I truly believe it’s awesome.
The first time I realized I had this super power I was shocked. I thought I might be mistaken, or that I drank too much the previous night-both were very plausible explanations. But after a while, with my ability coming and going every so often, I couldn’t help but think that maybe I was like one of those super humans on that Discovery Channel show hosted by Stan Lee.
I, Yamashita Tomohisa, have evolved.
“How?” you might ask, and here is my answer:
The truth is, I can read Nishikido Ryo like a book.
I know, I know, it doesn’t sound as cool as travelling through time, or jumping buildings or flying, but hey, evolution takes time. I might be the first specimen in the world evolving into a mind reader!
That’s why I’m not full of myself and I take my gift with extreme responsibility. Like Ben Parker said, “A big responsibility comes with a great power.” Or was it the other way around? Anyway, it’s evolution.
I think my power has evolved over time as well. When I first met Ryo I was a little at a loss about him. He was too serious, too snarky, too cute, and too short-tempered. But then, as the years went on, as the Sakura blossoms changed from flowers to nothing, and vice versa, over and over again with every season, my perceptions about him got sharper. I started to notice every single sigh, the tiniest frowns, every look toward the ceiling -Ryo rolls his eyes a lot. And I also noticed the line of his neck, his shark eyes, and his proudly standing ass, but those last few don’t prove my case. Everybody notices those things about Ryo.
I can read this guy so well that I can totally tell when he is disappointed, frustrated, happy, angry, tired-absolutely everything. He is the type who tries to hide how he really feels as much as he can-in work because he needs to, with friends because he wants to, and with family because he has to, never wanting to disappoint, hurt, or worry anyone.
He is a good guy, the best, and I’m happy I’ve been able to master my gift, otherwise I wouldn’t have noticed how he’ s been looking at me differently lately, how he gets all jumpy when I’m around, or how the vein in his neck pulsates when I take my shirt off.
Yes, Nishikido Ryo is in love with me.
Finally!
I’m not proud to say that I’ve been stripping a lot lately, just to see his flustered face. Ok, I might be torturing him a bit, but he has been torturing me for years!
Why? Because he might have only noticed me recently, but I’ve been lusting over him for so long that I think some gray hairs have appeared on my head already.
Yeah, I know, it sounds unfair, that’s why God gave me this gift. I’m sure he wanted me to be ready when he finally shoved Ryo into my arms, although he isn’t in my arms precisely . . . not yet.
He will be.
Soon.
***
“You know, normally people in my situation go on and on about the reasons why they fell in love, but that only causes embarrassment and delays the inevitable,” I say. I look at Ryo who is staring at me with a dubious look, probably not really understanding what I’m saying. Why would he? My cute Shorty isn’t a gifted man like me. But it’s ok, I love him anyway.
“The inevitable?” Ryo asks unsure. We are standing in the middle of Kanjani’s dressing room. I came here looking for him, and luck must be on my side today because there are no other Osakans here eager to tease me or trick me into buying them food. Don’t get me wrong, I love Ryo’s mates, I just don’t want them around when I’m finally confessing. Well… sort of confessing.
“Sex.”
“Sex?” Ryo’s eyes are wide; they look innocent and so damn big they seem to take up his entire body. The flush starts slow, his arms first, his neck next, then his ears and finally his entire face explodes in deep shades of red I never thought possible in a human face.
Cute.
“Yeah,” I continue, “we should skip the confession and get right to the kiss. We should also skip dates one, two, and three so I can finally have my way with you.”
“W-what?”
I sigh, because really, how much longer does Ryo expect me to be standing here in front of him, knowing he loves me like I love him, not being able to touch him or ravish him against that wall?
The couch looks comfortable, too.
I feel my cock get hard because of the images my dirty, rapid thoughts bring.
Ok, little Pi (I know it must sound weird for someone to talk to his own wiener, but damn if every man in the world doesn’t do it) let’s focus for another two minutes and then you will lead the way ‘kay?
“Well, in our case, it would be making love, but let’s forget about technicalities for a minute. I love you, you love me, let’s just kiss, fuck, and move in together.”
Smooth Pi, you are such a winner.
“What the fuck?” The frown Ryo directs at me with a hint of anger sparking dangerously toward me makes me gasp and sulk. Did my super power just fail me? It couldn’t have. I would walk through burning carbon before coming here without being sure he loves me too. He does, I swear he does. I wrack my brain trying to figure out why Ryo would act like that when he clearly wants to have me as much as I want him. Then I realize that even if Ryo loves me, I shouldn’t have taken away any and all romance like I’ve so harshly done.
I curse. Damn, I should not have let Little Pi lead!
Ryo crosses his arms in front of his body, lifts an eyebrow at me, and glares. I gulp nervously; I really hope my outburst hasn’t ended my shot with him.
That would be just…heartbreaking.
“I’m sorry, that didn’t come out well,” I say.
“Explain yourself,” Ryo barks, and damn, my face is so red that I must be impersonating a tomato right now.
“Um, well, I was just stating the obvious.”
Ryo furrows his brow at that and I jump. Who would have thought someone of that size could be so intimidating?
“I mean, we have feelings for each other, so we should you know….be together.”
Please earth, swallow me.
“Just because it’s obvious doesn’t mean you can come here like a Neanderthal and claim me by pulling my hair and dragging me across the floor,” Ryo states and the annoyed vibrations of his voice only cause my erection to get harder. Why is it so difficult to concentrate when you have the hots for someone? Wasn’t it easier to just let instincts lead?
Apparently not.
“I’m sorry if it seemed that way. I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment,” I say, and oh my God, my sincerity must be palpable, because he looks at me surprised and clearly self-conscious.
“How long?”
“Long enough.”
“How long?”
“Um . . . seven years.”
He stares at me for a few minutes, and really, at times like this I wonder if I really have a super power or if Ryo is just too easy to read. People must be obtuse to not know how he feels ninety percent of the time. He is as transparent as Caribbean waters. I see frustration, happiness, and a hint of arousal in his features, and I can’t help but smile sweetly at him. He is just so damn adorable. My heart does its usual jumps and I sigh contently. Loving him has been both my curse and the source of my hope all along.
“We can go dinner tomorrow. And don’t even think of skipping dates, we are following the right order, and if you behave, then we will fuck on the third date,” he says, and hope warms inside me like rays of sunshine on a really cold winter day.
“Really!?” I ask, maybe too excited. I don’t really care, it’s not like he couldn’t figure out that I’m head over heels for him already, “Can we at least kiss?” My voice breaks, and I feel my face on fire with embarrassment.
He smiles at me, half-amused, half-embarrassed.
“Don’t push it, Yamashita.”
“Hey, a guy has to live for something, you can’t blame me.”
He laughs out loud and leaves the room. His rejection doesn’t exactly hurt, he looks as eager as I am. Maybe he just needs time to adjust. I´ve been waiting for so long a couple of dates won’t hurt me.
I love him alright. If he wants me to wait until the apocalypse, I´ll do it. It is as simple as that.
***
Not that I’m complaining! Not at all. But I just wonder why Ryo is being such a chatter box right now. My gift is telling me he is nervous about this first date, but that’s just ridiculous. We are, above all, friends. I’m surprised he feels this way, not that acting like a school girl makes him less appealing. If anything, it makes him even more charming. If he didn’t already have my heart, my soul, my bones, my muscles, and wasn’t the owner of my every thought, I would fall all over again right this moment. With that cute blush, sparkling eyes, and tight pants I am at his mercy.
“Seven years, huh?” he suddenly asks, and I realize I’ve been spacing out. I should listen to Hitch-the date doctor- some more. Daydreaming was one of the forbidden things, but what can I do if all I see is him and me lying on the soft ground trying to make shapes out of stars? “That’s just, wow,” he says.
I try to focus. “Yeah.”
He stares intently at me, and the pizza we are having in the family restaurant starts to get cold. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
I sigh. Should I be honest? I really should. A relationship founded on lies is not a good start, and there is too much at risk to make a mistake at this point. Yes, I do have a gift, but Ryo is my friend, and he can tell when I’m lying. “I wouldn’t have liked your answer back then.”
He looks sad, and guilty. He knows I’m right. Ryo would’ve cut off our friendship back then if he thought he was harming me with his presence, which would’ve been the worst thing ever, and probably the main reason I never said anything. He looks at me with troubled eyes, as if asking for forgiveness for something he wasn’t really responsible for. But that’s just Ryo, always blaming himself if he hurt anyone, even if it was not on purpose. That’s another of the one billion reasons why I love him so much. He is just a generous being.
He warmly smiles at me then. “It won’t be like that now.”
I grin brightly at him. “I know.”
I wouldn’t have confessed if I wasn’t sure of that.
***
“What do you mean you have a super power?”
Playing Mahjong probably isn’t the best of dates, but my future boyfriend happens to be really fond of Japanese traditions. It was this or tea ceremony, and I don’t really like tea. Not that I’m any better at playing Mahjong; he is literally kicking my ass.
“I do, I totally do,” I say and I stare intently at him, to show him how seriously I take my gift.
“No you don’t. You just know me really well.”
Ok, this lack of faith in my power pisses me off a bit.
“Let me prove it to you.” I look sharply at him and order all my senses to be alert to his every move. “Think of something, something you want right now,” I order.
I see him smile amusedly and then look at the ceiling thinking hard. Finally he looks at me. I see his neck redden, his lips get dry, and a shine of desire flash behind his eyelids. This one is easy. I’ve seen that very same look every time he stares at my six pack. “Now Ryo, you shouldn’t think those things if you want us to actually wait until the third date. We can go to my apartment right away if you want though,” I tell him with a dirty smirk. He flushes hastily and gapes at me in disbelief.
“How did you…?”
“I told you. I´m a gifted man.”
I inflate my lungs proudly, giving him a good view of my muscular chest. I give him a confident look, while he, instead of feeling more embarrassed by his lack of faith, smirks naughtily back at me. “I just hope you are gifted where it really matters.”
Now it was my turn to blush.
***
The long-awaited third date finally came. The kiss was…it was just…everything. Everything I ever wanted, everything I ever imagined, everything I would ever crave for. His lips have the ability to feel sweet, spicy, and hot all together, and they never fail to fill my heart full of fireworks and my head with cotton.
In simple words, kissing Ryo is the most arousing, beautiful, and perfect thing ever experienced in this world. I think he should have his own entry in the dictionary, because it’s really hard to explain such perfection.
About sex, scratch that, love making; well, I’m not the type to kiss and tell--well, actually I’m doing that right now--but I think that will remain our secret. I have to say, I always thought I was going to be the one having my way with him, but when I walked through his apartment door just a couple of hours ago, he attacked me, and let’s just say he was the one showing me how it’s done.
My lower parts hurt terribly right now, but, even if it wasn’t exactly what I planned, I would be a liar if I didn’t say this has been the most magical and perfect night of my life.
I feel his naked arm hugging me from behind. I sigh contentedly, turn around, and close the nonexistent distance between us, then I kiss his sleepy face.
Do you all understand how amazing my power is now?
It is the thing that got me here, to this exact moment, where my old lonely life ends and my bright future begins, with the one my heart chose so long ago.
***
Three years later.
Hey, long time no see. As I recall, the last time I talked to you was the time I was wooing the love of my life. You will be happy to know that things have been amazing between us since then. Ryo at times feels bad that we didn’t hook up sooner, but truth to be told, the wait only made everything more incredible. It’s like when you cook barbeque, or pasta--a good meat or sauce needs time and stirring to be a pleasure for taste buds. And like that, we got what we needed.
I still have my power. It comes in handy when I screw up and Ryo wants to kill me, but I also discovered something: after all this time knowing Ryo, loving him, evolving, and mastering my gift, I realize I made a mistake. Against all odds, Ryo has a super power too, one that I never thought someone would ever have. But now that I think of it, Ryo is probably the only one in the entire human race capable of developing such a gift.
Nishikido Ryo‘s super power is to make me happy.