WtLB
Recap
The nurse twitched. “You knew what I meant.”
Sighing resignedly, Oshitari nodded, “I know.”
When the Line Breaks
By Sweet Obsidian Rain
Chapter Seven: Feel
"When the line breaks, everything becomes forbidden;
Just as it is forbidden to break the line."Somewhere...
Fuji Shunsuke, formerly known as Iziwa Shunsuke, quietly ate his dinner by his private bar in his house. Cutting the steak into pieces, he slowly put a piece into his mouth, savoring its taste.
The flavor of the different spices used to cook the meat exploded in his mouth as he chewed, making the man smile in pleasure.
Swallowing, he gracefully picked up the glass of red wine next to him, and swirled the liquid in it a few times. The bittersweet smell of the wine made the man smile even more.
Finally, he drained the cup of wine and continued with his dinner, stopping only to refill his glass. Eventually, Shunsuke finished his dinner, but he stayed in his stool, drinking the wine from it's bottle.
He was drowning. Drowning in his own miserable thoughts; his mind tortured through and through.
Nothing could compare to the pain he was feeling... "Just where are you, my son?"
Dormitory A: Room 413, 6:18 P.M.
Hiyoshi Wakashi followed his roommate’s movements with his eyes. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back an- "Oi! Stop it already!"
Momo only spared Hiyoshi a glance and continued with his pacing. Mumbling and grumbling to himself, the boy was a wreck.
Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. "What is wrong with you, peach butt?" Normally, calling Momo this would provoke and work up the guy, except this time Momo seemed to not hear him.
Sighing, Hiyoshi leaned forward and tried to hear what his roommate was mumbling about.
"I am not! He's just a friend. A new kid... Yes, I know he's attractive, but... Arg!" At this point, Momo slapped himself. "No, I will not think of him like that. That's right; I do not swing that way..."
Curiosity aroused, Hiyoshi leaned in further...
"No! I can't do that! We're both guys... Hmmm... Maybe I could ask him to go to dinner together? No, that would sound too much like a date..." Slap. "What am I thinking?! I don't like him..."
And further...
Bam. And he landed face-planted on the floor.
Jumping, Momo stared at Hiyoshi. "Hiyo..." Suddenly, Momo's face seemed to brighten up like someone who just got hit with a brilliant idea. This was exactly what happened. "You!" He grabbed a fist full of his roommate’s shirt and dragged him out.
"Oi! Let me go, you bastard!"
“Come with me.”
Dormitory A: Room 411
Fuji lifted his head as Ryoma stepped out of the bathroom. The smaller boy's hair was still wet, causing strands to stick to and frame his face. "Saa... Echizen-kun..."
"What?"
Fuji was about to reply when the noise of two people struggling outside their door stopped him. Frowning, the tensai stood up and opened the door with Ryoma in tow.
What they saw was completely unexpected.
In front of them was Momo pushing Hiyoshi up against the wall, while it looked like the carrot head was struggling to get out of his hold. There faces were merely a few centimeters apart, and Momo looked like he was about to ravish the other boy.
"Ahem... Momo, Hiyoshi, we would appreciate it if you two were to wait until you are in your room before doing anything inappropriate for certain eyes..." Fuji's gaze moved to Ryoma.
"What?" The boy scowled at his roommate before facing Momo and Hiyoshi.
The two, having heard Fuji and Ryoma, were frozen on the spot in a very suggestive position. They look at Ryoma and Fuji before looking at each other, and jumped apart sputtering. Hiyoshi was blushing.
"W-we-"
“I-I… Echi…”
“Y-you… It’s not…!”
"I-it's! …Listen it's not what you think, Echizen!" Momo was in panic; he seemed to forget that Fuji was there as well. What was his new cru- friend going to think about him now?!
Ryoma raised an eyebrow. "Then what was it, Momo?" he asked in a bored voice.
"It's... It's..." He stopped to remember his intention of going out in the first place, "Well, we were wondering if you," he glanced at Fuji, "and Fuji-senpai would like to go eat dinner in the cafeteria with us?"
This caused three pairs of eyes to stare at him as if he was crazy. Momo could only stare back at them helplessly as he backed up against the wall...
"Fine." Ryoma shrugged.
Sighing in relief, Momo laugh nervously before pulling Ryoma into a headlock while walking out the entrance of the school building. "Good! I was getting hungry!" He turned and called out to Fuji and Hiyoshi. "Come on, you don't want to miss dinner!"
"Ow ow ow ow... Let go!"
Hiyoshi took a reluctant step before mutely following the two leaving the tensai to his thoughts.
Momo... Fuji thought as the three figures disappeared down the hallway, Likes Echizen.
He started to walk. But somehow...
I don’t have a good feeling about this.
Cafeteria, 6:30 P.M.
Eiji, with his sharp eyesight, was the first to spot Momo, Ryoma, and Hiyoshi through the window. A few seconds later, he spotted Fuji walking after them. The tensai seemed to be deep in thought; Eiji could tell something was bothering his friend right away.
“…help with the room?” Oishi looked at his friend. “Eiji?”
But the redhead did not hear him.
Jumping up, he skipped towards the doors with the intention of talking to Fuji. But instead of going straight up to Fuji, Eiji glomped the first person that entered.
Which happened to be Hiyoshi.
Unfortunately, the boy was not one that the acrobatics player glomped often and so he was caught completely off guard when the sudden weight hit him. The two crashed onto the floor making enough noise for everyone in the cafeteria to turn and stare at them.
The carrot head felt the blood rushing to his head.
Momo froze midway in his chatter as Ryoma turned away from him and glanced down at Hiyoshi. “Are you alright, Hiyoshi-san?”
The said boy was surprise to say the least. Very surprised. First he was jumped on, and then a kid that was known to be rude was actually polite to him.
Of course, he didn’t know if Ryoma was really a rude person, but the rumors that went around since the boy had arrived were only about how the boy was “cute” on the outside, but rude on the inside.
Sure, he had to agree that Ryoma was a real looker, but he didn’t think the boy was rude at all…
“Oi! Hiyoshi! He just asked you a question, stop staring at him as if he’s… he’s a delicious burger!”
Students were staring at Momo in astonishment.
“I’m not a ‘delicious burger’, Momo.”
“Ehehehe… Well uh…”
“Fshhhuuuu… Stupid empty peach…” Kaidoh insulted at his seat across from Oishi.
“What did you say?!”
While all the attention was drawn to Momo and Kaidoh, with Eiji and Oishi in the middle trying to stop them, Ryoma slipped away into a corner and stood next the Fuji. The tensai was quietly observing the scene with much amusement, smiling widely.
He looks more guarded than usual… Ryoma thought. The boy blinked, stunned at himself. Since when did he notice so much about the people surrounding him? Yes, he did notice these things, but what bothered Ryoma was that he actually sounded concerned for those people.
Finding that trying to figure things out would only confuse him more, Ryoma turned to watch as Momo tried to bite Kaidoh’s ear off.
And poor Hiyoshi was left forgotten.
Dormitory A: Room 411, 1:00 A.M.
Fuji Syusuke sat up quietly, dressed in street clothes. Glancing at his roommate’s sleeping face, the tensai cautiously moved away from the bunk bed and slipped on his shoes. It didn’t take much effort to get out of the room quietly.
He strode swiftly down the hallway, and stopped at the entertainment room. He entered and carefully made his way to the windows.
Reluctantly, Fuji forced himself to climb through the window that was next to the garden.
Hoping that things would go as he had predicted, the honey haired boy set off.
He didn’t notice the small boy hiding behind a couch. (1)
Dormitory A: By the Couch
Ryoma stood up slowly once he was sure that Fuji had left. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, and the boy decided to go after his senpai.
He climbed out of the window stealthy, landing on the ground with cat-like grace before running in the direction he saw Fuji go off in.
While running, Ryoma kept half of his mind navigating towards his unknown destination, while the other half thought things out.
He was lucky that Fuji had accidentally closed the door a little too hard and knocked down the umbrellas by the door, waking the dark haired boy up.
Following the tensai was something Ryoma decided to risk, knowing that once he was caught, everything probably would be even more dangerous than it ever was. So far though, it seemed like the right choice.
Fuji turned around a corner and the dark haired boy paused before darting after his senpai.
Ryoma quickly skidded to a stop and jumped back to hide behind a building when he spotted Fuji stopping in front of an alley way. He saw Fuji look around to check for any prying eyes before stepping forward and letting the darkness swallow him. (2)
The boy counted to ten before deciding to go after the other boy. Tensing up, he entered the dark alley without hesitation.
Ryoma didn’t know how long he stood there to wait for his eyes to adjust to the dark, but once he could at least see the shape of his hands, the boy moved forward. His eyes were alert and jumped to everything he spotted moving.
Taking quietly and careful steps, Ryoma continued to walk.
Perhaps it was the slight cool breeze blowing past him, or just the rat scrambling to hide under a piece of trash, but something had caused Ryoma to shiver.
U.S. Samurai Demon’s Headquarters, 1:30 P.M.
Echizen Nanjiroh sank back in his armchair and rubbed his eyes. Ever since the incident with the death of the Prime Minister, things had started spiraling out of control.
Knock. Knock.
“Come in,” he said curtly. The ‘King’ of the Samurai Demons relaxed when he saw that it was only his wife.
Rinko set down a cup of hot tea in front of Nanjiroh after moving the mess on his desk off to the side. She walked behind her husband, and settled her hands on his shoulders, gently massaging them.
“Anata…”
“Rinko, I know you’re worried about him. We all are.”
“Ahh… What are you going to do about Nanako-san?”
Nanjiroh shook his head and sighed. “Nothing.”
“But… you know how she is. Ryoma won’t be pleased.” Rinko’s mother instincts kicked in, and she stopped her massage to stare hard at her husband.
“Rinko, the boy needs to grow up and solve his own problems. He can’t run from Nanako forever.”
Not giving in, Rinko argued back, “He already has enough worries in Japan as it is. At least give him more time to settle in.”
Sighing in defeat, Nanjiroh complied. “Very well, but only because you requested it, love. I’ll give Ryoma two weeks. That’s probably the longest I can hold Nanako back from going to find him.”
“Ahh… Thanks, Nanjiroh.”
“No problem, hun. Just tell Ryoga to watch his cousin, lest she does something stupid.”
The king leaned back and enjoyed his massage. After all, he was a king; a king of an organization, but a king nonetheless.
U.S. Special Cases Headquarters, 1:33 P.M.
“Mizuki-san!” Yuuta threw open the doors to Mizuki’s office. “Mizuki-san!!”
The detective looked up from his papers, annoyed. “What, Yuuta?”
“We just received new information.” The boy waved a packet of papers in front of Mizuki’s nose.
“Just get on with it already,” the man snapped. He really wasn’t in the mood to deal with his partner…
“Eh? Are you…”
A sigh. “Yuuta. What is it?”
“I er… Echizen Ryoma is not in the United States anymore.”
“What?!?!”
Dark Alley Way, 1: 45 A.M.
Ryoma stepped out of the alley just in time to catch a glimpse of Fuji’s gray jacket disappear around another corner.
Waiting for a few seconds before pursuing the tensai, another shiver ran down his spine.
I have a bad feeling about this.
However, the boy shrugged it off. He had already followed his roommate this far, it would only be a waste to turn back now.
If anything bad were to happen, Ryoma was confident that he could take care of himself. Besides, he was suppose to collect information, not waste time in the Monkey King’s office because he were being poisoned by odd drinks a certain mad scientist enjoyed making.
Ryoma’s keen eyes followed Fuji’s swift figure. Fuji turned and entered another alley way unexpectedly and vanished.
Ryoma turned and squinted his eyes at the dark to look deeper into the alley.
Nothing.
Suddenly, something, or rather, someone, jumped out at him.
Ryoma saw the moonlight reflecting off a silver object before he was attacked.
T.B.C.
1. The dormitory has a visiting/living room with couch. Ryoma and Fuji happen to be climbing out one of the windows in that room.
2. “…swallowed by the darkness”- The street lights were on very dimly, so Ryoma could see pretty well. xD
-yawns- Done! Yay! I was going to make it longer, but I have other stuff to work on. And I’ve been very busy recently. Anyways, hoped you liked it! Review please!
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First Revised Version 9.23.07
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The nurse twitched. “You knew what I meant.”
Sighing resignedly, Oshitari nodded, “I know.”
When the Line Breaks
By Sweet Obsidian Rain
Chapter Seven: Feel
"When the line breaks, everything becomes forbidden;
Just as it is forbidden to break the line."Somewhere...
Fuji Shunsuke, formerly known as Iziwa Shunsuke, quietly ate his dinner by his private bar in his house. Cutting the steak into pieces, he slowly put a piece into his mouth, savoring its taste.
The flavor of the different spices used to cook the meat exploded in his mouth as he chewed, making the man smile in pleasure.
Swallowing, he gracefully picked up the glass of red wine next to him, and swirled the liquid in it a few times. The bittersweet smell of the wine made the man smile even more.
Finally, he drained the cup of wine and continued with his dinner, stopping only to refill his glass. Eventually, Shunsuke finished his dinner, but he stayed in his stool, drinking the wine from it's bottle.
He was drowning. Drowning in his own miserable thoughts; his mind tortured through and through.
Nothing could compare to the pain he was feeling... "Just where are you, my son?"
Dormitory A: Room 413, 6:18 P.M.
Hiyoshi Wakashi followed his roommate’s movements with his eyes. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back an- "Oi! Stop it already!"
Momo only spared Hiyoshi a glance and continued with his pacing. Mumbling and grumbling to himself, the boy was a wreck.
Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. "What is wrong with you, peach butt?" Normally, calling Momo this would provoke and work up the guy, except this time Momo seemed to not hear him.
Sighing, Hiyoshi leaned forward and tried to hear what his roommate was mumbling about.
"I am not! He's just a friend. A new kid... Yes, I know he's attractive, but... Arg!" At this point, Momo slapped himself. "No, I will not think of him like that. That's right; I do not swing that way..."
Curiosity aroused, Hiyoshi leaned in further...
"No! I can't do that! We're both guys... Hmmm... Maybe I could ask him to go to dinner together? No, that would sound too much like a date..." Slap. "What am I thinking?! I don't like him..."
And further...
Bam. And he landed face-planted on the floor.
Jumping, Momo stared at Hiyoshi. "Hiyo..." Suddenly, Momo's face seemed to brighten up like someone who just got hit with a brilliant idea. This was exactly what happened. "You!" He grabbed a fist full of his roommate’s shirt and dragged him out.
"Oi! Let me go, you bastard!"
“Come with me.”
Dormitory A: Room 411
Fuji lifted his head as Ryoma stepped out of the bathroom. The smaller boy's hair was still wet, causing strands to stick to and frame his face. "Saa... Echizen-kun..."
"What?"
Fuji was about to reply when the noise of two people struggling outside their door stopped him. Frowning, the tensai stood up and opened the door with Ryoma in tow.
What they saw was completely unexpected.
In front of them was Momo pushing Hiyoshi up against the wall, while it looked like the carrot head was struggling to get out of his hold. There faces were merely a few centimeters apart, and Momo looked like he was about to ravish the other boy.
"Ahem... Momo, Hiyoshi, we would appreciate it if you two were to wait until you are in your room before doing anything inappropriate for certain eyes..." Fuji's gaze moved to Ryoma.
"What?" The boy scowled at his roommate before facing Momo and Hiyoshi.
The two, having heard Fuji and Ryoma, were frozen on the spot in a very suggestive position. They look at Ryoma and Fuji before looking at each other, and jumped apart sputtering. Hiyoshi was blushing.
"W-we-"
“I-I… Echi…”
“Y-you… It’s not…!”
"I-it's! …Listen it's not what you think, Echizen!" Momo was in panic; he seemed to forget that Fuji was there as well. What was his new cru- friend going to think about him now?!
Ryoma raised an eyebrow. "Then what was it, Momo?" he asked in a bored voice.
"It's... It's..." He stopped to remember his intention of going out in the first place, "Well, we were wondering if you," he glanced at Fuji, "and Fuji-senpai would like to go eat dinner in the cafeteria with us?"
This caused three pairs of eyes to stare at him as if he was crazy. Momo could only stare back at them helplessly as he backed up against the wall...
"Fine." Ryoma shrugged.
Sighing in relief, Momo laugh nervously before pulling Ryoma into a headlock while walking out the entrance of the school building. "Good! I was getting hungry!" He turned and called out to Fuji and Hiyoshi. "Come on, you don't want to miss dinner!"
"Ow ow ow ow... Let go!"
Hiyoshi took a reluctant step before mutely following the two leaving the tensai to his thoughts.
Momo... Fuji thought as the three figures disappeared down the hallway, Likes Echizen.
He started to walk. But somehow...
I don’t have a good feeling about this.
Cafeteria, 6:30 P.M.
Eiji, with his sharp eyesight, was the first to spot Momo, Ryoma, and Hiyoshi through the window. A few seconds later, he spotted Fuji walking after them. The tensai seemed to be deep in thought; Eiji could tell something was bothering his friend right away.
“…help with the room?” Oishi looked at his friend. “Eiji?”
But the redhead did not hear him.
Jumping up, he skipped towards the doors with the intention of talking to Fuji. But instead of going straight up to Fuji, Eiji glomped the first person that entered.
Which happened to be Hiyoshi.
Unfortunately, the boy was not one that the acrobatics player glomped often and so he was caught completely off guard when the sudden weight hit him. The two crashed onto the floor making enough noise for everyone in the cafeteria to turn and stare at them.
The carrot head felt the blood rushing to his head.
Momo froze midway in his chatter as Ryoma turned away from him and glanced down at Hiyoshi. “Are you alright, Hiyoshi-san?”
The said boy was surprise to say the least. Very surprised. First he was jumped on, and then a kid that was known to be rude was actually polite to him.
Of course, he didn’t know if Ryoma was really a rude person, but the rumors that went around since the boy had arrived were only about how the boy was “cute” on the outside, but rude on the inside.
Sure, he had to agree that Ryoma was a real looker, but he didn’t think the boy was rude at all…
“Oi! Hiyoshi! He just asked you a question, stop staring at him as if he’s… he’s a delicious burger!”
Students were staring at Momo in astonishment.
“I’m not a ‘delicious burger’, Momo.”
“Ehehehe… Well uh…”
“Fshhhuuuu… Stupid empty peach…” Kaidoh insulted at his seat across from Oishi.
“What did you say?!”
While all the attention was drawn to Momo and Kaidoh, with Eiji and Oishi in the middle trying to stop them, Ryoma slipped away into a corner and stood next the Fuji. The tensai was quietly observing the scene with much amusement, smiling widely.
He looks more guarded than usual… Ryoma thought. The boy blinked, stunned at himself. Since when did he notice so much about the people surrounding him? Yes, he did notice these things, but what bothered Ryoma was that he actually sounded concerned for those people.
Finding that trying to figure things out would only confuse him more, Ryoma turned to watch as Momo tried to bite Kaidoh’s ear off.
And poor Hiyoshi was left forgotten.
Dormitory A: Room 411, 1:00 A.M.
Fuji Syusuke sat up quietly, dressed in street clothes. Glancing at his roommate’s sleeping face, the tensai cautiously moved away from the bunk bed and slipped on his shoes. It didn’t take much effort to get out of the room quietly.
He strode swiftly down the hallway, and stopped at the entertainment room. He entered and carefully made his way to the windows.
Reluctantly, Fuji forced himself to climb through the window that was next to the garden.
Hoping that things would go as he had predicted, the honey haired boy set off.
He didn’t notice the small boy hiding behind a couch. (1)
Dormitory A: By the Couch
Ryoma stood up slowly once he was sure that Fuji had left. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, and the boy decided to go after his senpai.
He climbed out of the window stealthy, landing on the ground with cat-like grace before running in the direction he saw Fuji go off in.
While running, Ryoma kept half of his mind navigating towards his unknown destination, while the other half thought things out.
He was lucky that Fuji had accidentally closed the door a little too hard and knocked down the umbrellas by the door, waking the dark haired boy up.
Following the tensai was something Ryoma decided to risk, knowing that once he was caught, everything probably would be even more dangerous than it ever was. So far though, it seemed like the right choice.
Fuji turned around a corner and the dark haired boy paused before darting after his senpai.
Ryoma quickly skidded to a stop and jumped back to hide behind a building when he spotted Fuji stopping in front of an alley way. He saw Fuji look around to check for any prying eyes before stepping forward and letting the darkness swallow him. (2)
The boy counted to ten before deciding to go after the other boy. Tensing up, he entered the dark alley without hesitation.
Ryoma didn’t know how long he stood there to wait for his eyes to adjust to the dark, but once he could at least see the shape of his hands, the boy moved forward. His eyes were alert and jumped to everything he spotted moving.
Taking quietly and careful steps, Ryoma continued to walk.
Perhaps it was the slight cool breeze blowing past him, or just the rat scrambling to hide under a piece of trash, but something had caused Ryoma to shiver.
U.S. Samurai Demon’s Headquarters, 1:30 P.M.
Echizen Nanjiroh sank back in his armchair and rubbed his eyes. Ever since the incident with the death of the Prime Minister, things had started spiraling out of control.
Knock. Knock.
“Come in,” he said curtly. The ‘King’ of the Samurai Demons relaxed when he saw that it was only his wife.
Rinko set down a cup of hot tea in front of Nanjiroh after moving the mess on his desk off to the side. She walked behind her husband, and settled her hands on his shoulders, gently massaging them.
“Anata…”
“Rinko, I know you’re worried about him. We all are.”
“Ahh… What are you going to do about Nanako-san?”
Nanjiroh shook his head and sighed. “Nothing.”
“But… you know how she is. Ryoma won’t be pleased.” Rinko’s mother instincts kicked in, and she stopped her massage to stare hard at her husband.
“Rinko, the boy needs to grow up and solve his own problems. He can’t run from Nanako forever.”
Not giving in, Rinko argued back, “He already has enough worries in Japan as it is. At least give him more time to settle in.”
Sighing in defeat, Nanjiroh complied. “Very well, but only because you requested it, love. I’ll give Ryoma two weeks. That’s probably the longest I can hold Nanako back from going to find him.”
“Ahh… Thanks, Nanjiroh.”
“No problem, hun. Just tell Ryoga to watch his cousin, lest she does something stupid.”
The king leaned back and enjoyed his massage. After all, he was a king; a king of an organization, but a king nonetheless.
U.S. Special Cases Headquarters, 1:33 P.M.
“Mizuki-san!” Yuuta threw open the doors to Mizuki’s office. “Mizuki-san!!”
The detective looked up from his papers, annoyed. “What, Yuuta?”
“We just received new information.” The boy waved a packet of papers in front of Mizuki’s nose.
“Just get on with it already,” the man snapped. He really wasn’t in the mood to deal with his partner…
“Eh? Are you…”
A sigh. “Yuuta. What is it?”
“I er… Echizen Ryoma is not in the United States anymore.”
“What?!?!”
Dark Alley Way, 1: 45 A.M.
Ryoma stepped out of the alley just in time to catch a glimpse of Fuji’s gray jacket disappear around another corner.
Waiting for a few seconds before pursuing the tensai, another shiver ran down his spine.
I have a bad feeling about this.
However, the boy shrugged it off. He had already followed his roommate this far, it would only be a waste to turn back now.
If anything bad were to happen, Ryoma was confident that he could take care of himself. Besides, he was suppose to collect information, not waste time in the Monkey King’s office because he were being poisoned by odd drinks a certain mad scientist enjoyed making.
Ryoma’s keen eyes followed Fuji’s swift figure. Fuji turned and entered another alley way unexpectedly and vanished.
Ryoma turned and squinted his eyes at the dark to look deeper into the alley.
Nothing.
Suddenly, something, or rather, someone, jumped out at him.
Ryoma saw the moonlight reflecting off a silver object before he was attacked.
T.B.C.
1. The dormitory has a visiting/living room with couch. Ryoma and Fuji happen to be climbing out one of the windows in that room.
2. “…swallowed by the darkness”- The street lights were on very dimly, so Ryoma could see pretty well. xD
-yawns- Done! Yay! I was going to make it longer, but I have other stuff to work on. And I’ve been very busy recently. Anyways, hoped you liked it! Review please!
First Unrevised Version 9.22.07
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