Smile [7/?]
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Gokusen 2
Ryu/Takeda [BL]
PG
1865 words this chapter
Part Two of episode 9. Ryu is still jealous.
“Not that I'm against guys like that,” Takeda defended his outburst. He glared dagger at the box he had slammed on his desk when he took his seat. “I mean, I took the Valentine's chocolate, didn't I? But that's when you give boys chocolate; White Day is for giving gifts to girls.”
“Chocolate is chocolate is chocolate,” Hayato recited airily, reaching towards the unopened box on Takeda's desk. “Can I have some?”
With a curt nod of approval, Takeda crossed his arms moodily, hunching into himself and stretching his legs straight forward, out from underneath his desk. Even his scowl, Ryu noted with slight irritation, came off as an adorable pout. “Maybe,” Ryu snapped, his ire hardly concealed, “Maybe that guy figured White Day was the day for men to confess their feelings. Maybe he had a hard time deciding if he should get you something, or what he should get you, or if it was really even appropriate since you aren't a girl. Maybe his feelings are just so strong he couldn't not give you anything. You shouldn't be so mean to him.”
Takeda blinked at Ryu's rant; the boy rarely strung more than two sentences together at once. But Takeda had more pressing matters at hand: “I mean, why me? Hayato would look great in a dress, and Ryu, you're gorgeous. Why me and not either of you?”
Ryu found himself flushing at the compliment (or should he feel insulted?), turning his head to stare straight ahead, focused not on the teenage boys lounging around but on the conversation of his friends around him.
“Well Take, you are pretty cute,” Tsuchiya shrugged, helping himself to a stick of Pocky.
“Like a plush animal!” Hyuuga proceeded to ruffle Takeda's bleached fluff ball hair, only to have his hands shoved away in anger.
Ryu exhaled, tuning out the continuation of the silly banter. There was still the issue of the mysterious chocolate sender. Ryu had been disappointed to find out that Takeda's suitor hadn't left a card or even a tag with his name, which made it difficult for Ryu to decide who he was going to have to maim. He eyed each of his classmates in turn, mentally checking them against a list if they were taken or unlikely. Masashi was too interested in food to really look at anyone else. Yuichi was always such a girl monger, and Noaya's guitar was his life; if he was to give a present, it would probably be song.
But then he saw Misawa Hiro, the idiot who always wore an overlarge green shirt, glancing back at Takeda. Hiro heaved a sigh, and turned back to his friends, nodding half heartedly as they outlined their plans for the group date. Ryu could definitely identify with the melancholy look on his face, but he wouldn't admit it. Hiro was out of his league with Takeda, even more so than Ryu himself, and that was a comforting thought. Even if Takeda wouldn't receive Ryu's gift, he wouldn't receive Hiro's either.
It wasn't that comforting a thought.
“Hey,” Hayato grinned, bumping against Ryu's shoulder, and holding up a cardboard box full of drawing sticks. “Let's lighten the atmosphere! Who wants to go on the date?”
-
The pretty St. Momo girls sat nervously in the seats across from them in the karaoke room. Ryu, feeling claustrophobic and looking down at his hands clasped on his knee, secretly relished the fact that Maki had been called in to work that evening. Still, his friends were excited about all the other girls, and Ryu sat back with a scoff, watching them make fools of themselves for the female race.
Takeda was particularly cute, clinging to the microphone as the MC for the night; Takeda loved karaoke, and they hadn't done that since before Ryu and Hayato's big fight. And while Ryu felt that his friends and classmates were stupid, falling all over themselves to crowd in the little booth and talk to girls, it was entertaining to see the way Takeda introduced every single one of their classmates. The St. Momo girls squealed and grinned, as girls were prone to, and eventually Hayato got sick of the introductions, grabbing the microphone from Takeda and crowing, “Let's have some fun!”
There was a ruckus of agreement, boys on either side of Ryu jostling him in order to reach the song list, the food, or the girls, and Ryu shrank into his seat with mild distaste. Hayato cranked up the volume, and started singing in a shouty, obnoxious voice.
The next few hours passed in a blur. Ryu sat in his same seat, squashed between Yuichi and Tsuchiya, sipping at his water. Everybody else around him moved; Hyuuga started chatting up the girl across the table from him, Tsuchiya took a turn singing a duet with another girl, and at one point Takeda shoved the song list in his face, practically pleading with him to sing. Ryu would have done it too, if Hayato hadn't started a rousing call and response song, the combined shout of all the people in the karaoke booth threatening to burst his ears.
Takeda joined in with relish, jumping and shouting into his microphone, occasionally grinning like a fool to anyone he made eye contact with. Fortunately, he often looked directly at Ryu, who couldn't keep himself from smiling back. Unfortunately, Takeda was sitting next to Hiro. He had joined in on the shouting, jumping up and down on the booth seat right behind Takeda, occasionally touching Takeda's shoulder in order to steady himself. Takeda didn't mind at all, twisting his body all the way around to flash his megawatt smile at the other boy.
Even though Ryu knew that he was the only one who knew about Hiro's infatuation (damn, his goofy smile would be cute if it wasn't directed at Takeda), a possessive heartache bloomed in his chest. Just for looking at Takeda sideways, Hiro should-
“I saw the head teacher in the bathroom,” Tsuchiya gasped into the microphone, effectively ruining the excited mood. “Let's get out of here!”
In the following exodus, the 3D students shoved each other through the door. Someone climbed over Ryu painfully, and Ryu had to double back to grab his school bag. And just when they had managed to get away from the karaoke club, they got caught.
-
Takeda hated this. It's true they've done things in the past; they dined and ditched before, never with thirty people, and they used to extort money and bicycle rides. But they were reformed, really! Well, he was. And if Tsuchiya was riding a bicycle he'd taken from an underclassmen, well, he couldn't be held responsible. Hazing was pretty much ritual.
But keeping them up in the police station until they paid? Ridiculous! The five of them couldn't come up with enough money for the thirty-odd students-and they would have paid if they hadn't needed to run from Sawatari.
Yankumi, the ever devoted teacher, just sighed in exasperation at their antics before she apologized to the officers for the trouble. Truth be told, Takeda was really glad for such a nice teacher; with her there to help them get out of trouble, Takeda and his friends had significantly fewer run ins with the authorities. Then again, with Yankumi around, they had less of a need or an urge to get into trouble, especially after the entire class had sworn not to fight until Yankumi saw them through to graduation.
“You can take your students home now,” the police director told her, surprising all of them. “Odagiri-kun's father negotiated with the other party,” he explained, and every head in the room turned toward Ryu instinctively. Ryu's eyes flashed, and he set his jaw. Takeda shivered to see the expression.
As Yankumi walked them out of the station, Ryu refused to speak to any of his friends or his teacher, striding ahead to avoid any of their questions and comments. It pained Takeda to see Ryu upset; after the many times Ryu had helped him out and cheered him up (or at least tried to), he could see that Ryu wasn't about to let anyone comfort him now. He wouldn't know what to do if given the chance.
And when Ryu's father came to take him home, Ryu didn't even look back at them.
“I don't get along with that guy,” Hayato told Yankumi, voice stony. Takeda thought of how Ryu's entire demeanor changed just by the mention of his father, how Ryu became meek in that man's presence, and Takeda thought that he hated him too.
Gokusen 2
Ryu/Takeda [BL]
PG
1865 words this chapter
Part Two of episode 9. Ryu is still jealous.
“Not that I'm against guys like that,” Takeda defended his outburst. He glared dagger at the box he had slammed on his desk when he took his seat. “I mean, I took the Valentine's chocolate, didn't I? But that's when you give boys chocolate; White Day is for giving gifts to girls.”
“Chocolate is chocolate is chocolate,” Hayato recited airily, reaching towards the unopened box on Takeda's desk. “Can I have some?”
With a curt nod of approval, Takeda crossed his arms moodily, hunching into himself and stretching his legs straight forward, out from underneath his desk. Even his scowl, Ryu noted with slight irritation, came off as an adorable pout. “Maybe,” Ryu snapped, his ire hardly concealed, “Maybe that guy figured White Day was the day for men to confess their feelings. Maybe he had a hard time deciding if he should get you something, or what he should get you, or if it was really even appropriate since you aren't a girl. Maybe his feelings are just so strong he couldn't not give you anything. You shouldn't be so mean to him.”
Takeda blinked at Ryu's rant; the boy rarely strung more than two sentences together at once. But Takeda had more pressing matters at hand: “I mean, why me? Hayato would look great in a dress, and Ryu, you're gorgeous. Why me and not either of you?”
Ryu found himself flushing at the compliment (or should he feel insulted?), turning his head to stare straight ahead, focused not on the teenage boys lounging around but on the conversation of his friends around him.
“Well Take, you are pretty cute,” Tsuchiya shrugged, helping himself to a stick of Pocky.
“Like a plush animal!” Hyuuga proceeded to ruffle Takeda's bleached fluff ball hair, only to have his hands shoved away in anger.
Ryu exhaled, tuning out the continuation of the silly banter. There was still the issue of the mysterious chocolate sender. Ryu had been disappointed to find out that Takeda's suitor hadn't left a card or even a tag with his name, which made it difficult for Ryu to decide who he was going to have to maim. He eyed each of his classmates in turn, mentally checking them against a list if they were taken or unlikely. Masashi was too interested in food to really look at anyone else. Yuichi was always such a girl monger, and Noaya's guitar was his life; if he was to give a present, it would probably be song.
But then he saw Misawa Hiro, the idiot who always wore an overlarge green shirt, glancing back at Takeda. Hiro heaved a sigh, and turned back to his friends, nodding half heartedly as they outlined their plans for the group date. Ryu could definitely identify with the melancholy look on his face, but he wouldn't admit it. Hiro was out of his league with Takeda, even more so than Ryu himself, and that was a comforting thought. Even if Takeda wouldn't receive Ryu's gift, he wouldn't receive Hiro's either.
It wasn't that comforting a thought.
“Hey,” Hayato grinned, bumping against Ryu's shoulder, and holding up a cardboard box full of drawing sticks. “Let's lighten the atmosphere! Who wants to go on the date?”
-
The pretty St. Momo girls sat nervously in the seats across from them in the karaoke room. Ryu, feeling claustrophobic and looking down at his hands clasped on his knee, secretly relished the fact that Maki had been called in to work that evening. Still, his friends were excited about all the other girls, and Ryu sat back with a scoff, watching them make fools of themselves for the female race.
Takeda was particularly cute, clinging to the microphone as the MC for the night; Takeda loved karaoke, and they hadn't done that since before Ryu and Hayato's big fight. And while Ryu felt that his friends and classmates were stupid, falling all over themselves to crowd in the little booth and talk to girls, it was entertaining to see the way Takeda introduced every single one of their classmates. The St. Momo girls squealed and grinned, as girls were prone to, and eventually Hayato got sick of the introductions, grabbing the microphone from Takeda and crowing, “Let's have some fun!”
There was a ruckus of agreement, boys on either side of Ryu jostling him in order to reach the song list, the food, or the girls, and Ryu shrank into his seat with mild distaste. Hayato cranked up the volume, and started singing in a shouty, obnoxious voice.
The next few hours passed in a blur. Ryu sat in his same seat, squashed between Yuichi and Tsuchiya, sipping at his water. Everybody else around him moved; Hyuuga started chatting up the girl across the table from him, Tsuchiya took a turn singing a duet with another girl, and at one point Takeda shoved the song list in his face, practically pleading with him to sing. Ryu would have done it too, if Hayato hadn't started a rousing call and response song, the combined shout of all the people in the karaoke booth threatening to burst his ears.
Takeda joined in with relish, jumping and shouting into his microphone, occasionally grinning like a fool to anyone he made eye contact with. Fortunately, he often looked directly at Ryu, who couldn't keep himself from smiling back. Unfortunately, Takeda was sitting next to Hiro. He had joined in on the shouting, jumping up and down on the booth seat right behind Takeda, occasionally touching Takeda's shoulder in order to steady himself. Takeda didn't mind at all, twisting his body all the way around to flash his megawatt smile at the other boy.
Even though Ryu knew that he was the only one who knew about Hiro's infatuation (damn, his goofy smile would be cute if it wasn't directed at Takeda), a possessive heartache bloomed in his chest. Just for looking at Takeda sideways, Hiro should-
“I saw the head teacher in the bathroom,” Tsuchiya gasped into the microphone, effectively ruining the excited mood. “Let's get out of here!”
In the following exodus, the 3D students shoved each other through the door. Someone climbed over Ryu painfully, and Ryu had to double back to grab his school bag. And just when they had managed to get away from the karaoke club, they got caught.
-
Takeda hated this. It's true they've done things in the past; they dined and ditched before, never with thirty people, and they used to extort money and bicycle rides. But they were reformed, really! Well, he was. And if Tsuchiya was riding a bicycle he'd taken from an underclassmen, well, he couldn't be held responsible. Hazing was pretty much ritual.
But keeping them up in the police station until they paid? Ridiculous! The five of them couldn't come up with enough money for the thirty-odd students-and they would have paid if they hadn't needed to run from Sawatari.
Yankumi, the ever devoted teacher, just sighed in exasperation at their antics before she apologized to the officers for the trouble. Truth be told, Takeda was really glad for such a nice teacher; with her there to help them get out of trouble, Takeda and his friends had significantly fewer run ins with the authorities. Then again, with Yankumi around, they had less of a need or an urge to get into trouble, especially after the entire class had sworn not to fight until Yankumi saw them through to graduation.
“You can take your students home now,” the police director told her, surprising all of them. “Odagiri-kun's father negotiated with the other party,” he explained, and every head in the room turned toward Ryu instinctively. Ryu's eyes flashed, and he set his jaw. Takeda shivered to see the expression.
As Yankumi walked them out of the station, Ryu refused to speak to any of his friends or his teacher, striding ahead to avoid any of their questions and comments. It pained Takeda to see Ryu upset; after the many times Ryu had helped him out and cheered him up (or at least tried to), he could see that Ryu wasn't about to let anyone comfort him now. He wouldn't know what to do if given the chance.
And when Ryu's father came to take him home, Ryu didn't even look back at them.
“I don't get along with that guy,” Hayato told Yankumi, voice stony. Takeda thought of how Ryu's entire demeanor changed just by the mention of his father, how Ryu became meek in that man's presence, and Takeda thought that he hated him too.