Script Log; Momo and Ryoma
Date: Thursday evening (04/05)
Rating: G
Summary: Finally, Momo and Ryoma get to really talk about things without the awkwardness between each other, and with no cameras. We also learn that Momo is a sentimental dork, and has kept many, many things over the years that are important to him and his friends.
Ryoma: -glances down at the piece of paper with the directions to and number of Momo's apartment on it, then up at the number on the door, and knocks-
Momo: -finishes putting a load of laundry into the washing machine; after a few moments, he hears the knock at his door and grins widely, moving over to unlock it and pull it open- Evenin'~
Ryoma: -even though it's only been a couple of days, it's still nice to see Momo again, and he returns the grin easily- Hey. -it's a little hard to think of what else to say... they've just seen each other recently, but all the same...-
Momo: -opens the door wide and steps aside to let Ryoma in- Welcome to my apartment, heh.
Ryoma: -steps in, taking a moment to pull off his sneakers and hat, leaving them both beside the door before straightening and taking a look around- Wow... you weren't kidding, it is pretty clean. -grins a bit-
Momo: Told ya~ I do try to keep it like this just in case teachers need to come over, or somethin'. -moves into the living room-
Ryoma: -nods - he supposes that's a good point, but all the same- Still... M'impressed. -he notes that it's... a nice apartment, though tiny. He supposed he expected that, but suddenly he feels a little guilty for having a pretty big place all to himself- S'nice, though. -It reminds him of Momo's room, though he can't say why.-
Momo: -laughs- Thank you. I admit, it's not all that big, and sometimes havin' company over makes it cramped, but it's home - I've put a lot of work into it. -plops down on the couch, and waits for Ryoma to follow-
Ryoma: -nods, following suit after a moment - it's a comfy couch, he notes, sitting back a bit- Yeah, I guess I could see that... seems okay f'r just hangin' out mosta the time, though. -sighs a bit, though with relief- ... S'the first time I've really gotten to talk to you without a camera around, heh.
Momo: -turns a bit so he's facing Ryoma, nodding- It feels almost weird, y'know? I mean, I don't have to worry 'bout what exactly I say since this isn't gonna be airing on public TV. -tilts his head a bit, regarding Ryoma- How have you been these past coupl'a days, though? S'not too quiet, right?
Ryoma: Yeah... I mean, I guess I got used t'bein' on camera.... Heh, I guess I stopped caring I was on camera, at some point. -sighs a bit, but there's no point in regretting anything now.- I've been okay - no real schedule yet, just been practicin' an' stuff, but I guess I gotta coupla more days before my manager gets me booked up with a billion things. -Pauses, watching Momo- How's stuff f'r you?
Momo: -reaches over to ruffle Ryoma's hair a bit, and then extracts his hand again- Well, enjoy this small break, then, f'you can. I'm doin' well, too - I've been havin' to go into work this week for preparation of the new school year, but it's really a relief to get back into somewhat of a normal lifestyle 'gain.
Ryoma: -ducks his head a bit, but he's grinning- Heh, yeah, I plan on it. I don't wanna think about all the interviews m'sure she's linin' up f'r me... -Thinks that maybe it's a good thing, almost, that Tezuka will be out of the country for a bit- S'good you got stuff t'do, though. An' I know you miss your kids, right?
Momo: Heh, I do. I miss them tons - you don't really realize how attached you become to students until you don't see them for a while. I'm really proud of 'em~
Ryoma: -grins at that - Momo makes a really good teacher, and he hopes the school appreciates that- Well, they seemed like good kids, when I met 'em. They liked you too. -He falls silent a moment, thinking... he's not sure he really wants to bring this up - or even if what he's going to say is going to bring anything up, anyway, but...- ... Hope stuff from the show's not gonna... give you too much trouble at work. -glances down a bit-
Momo: -as expected, Ryoma brought up what has been on Momo's mind for ages, now; he hopes it won't affect him too much, but realistically speaking, it's quite possible that it will- I... hmm. Well, right now, I dunno. I'm not worried too much 'bout it, though I will admit it's been on my mind a lot, lately. I'm just hopin' that... well, my personal life is my personal life - I won't let that get in the way of my career.
Ryoma: -frowns a bit - he's really of the same opinion, but having been in the public eye even before this, he's aware that the rest of the world doesn't always seem to think the same way- Well... yeah, I know you wouldn't... I just... well. Hope th' school sees it that way. -He's aware that... either way things might've turned out, this would've happened, but... either way, it's still his fault.-
Momo: ...Hey, Ryoma? -tilts his head a bit- I don't blame you, y'know. It's not your fault.
Ryoma: -glances up with a bit of a wry grin- Well, that's not true. It is, either way. -He knows Momo forgives him, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't feel guilty, or that his best friend should have his career affected by what happened between them- F'there's anythin' I could ever do, f'they give you crap about it..
Momo: -puts a hand to the top of Ryoma's head and smiles- The worse they can do is fire me - but, luckily for me, I'm far too valuable for the school. Not to mention they would have children, parents, and other teachers fighting against it.
Ryoma: -makes a bit of a face- They better not fire you. Or I'll kick their asses. An' I woulda said that on TV, too. -feels a little better, though, somehow, and gives momo a tentative smile-
Momo: Heh. That's appreciated~ I'm not gonna worry too much 'bout it - they haven't said anythin' so far, so.
Ryoma: -nods- Well... I guess don't bring it up unless they do, yeah. -Granted, he's the one who brought it up just now; he settles back again, quiet for a moment, suddenly wanting to apologize all over again, even though they've... been okay for a while. Or at least mostly okay-
Momo: -it's extremely easy to tell that Ryoma's still feeling rather worried about it all, but Momo doesn’t want him to; of course, he's still not over everything that happened, but he's better- ...All I need is time, but I promise you I'm alright, 'kay? I'm doin' well.
Ryoma: -glances over, but nods, slowly... He knows Momo's right, and he believes him; he still wants to say something, but it takes a moment to get the right words in order- Yeah... well... s'good to hear. I'm... not okay when you're not okay. Y'know? -feels a little stupid, but that's true and it always has been.
Momo: -nods- I know - and I do appreciate that. -wraps an arm around Ryoma's shoulders- I can't lie and say I don't think 'bout it - 'cause I do. But, it'll get easier - it already is easier. So stop worryin', alright? Really. <3
Ryoma: -settles a little against him, appreciating everything Momo's doing and has done- Well, s'my job to worry. M'your best friend. -He refuses to give up that position.- An' s'just hard when s'stupid shit that I did that got you feelin' this way. -closes his eyes a moment, but he's really very glad Momo's as strong as he is. He knows he'll be all right, he just wishes it were easier.-
Momo: That's right - you are my best friend. -gives Ryoma's shoulders a bit of a squeeze- I know it's hard, but y'know, we made the final decision together; and I'm glad that was somethin' we could do together.
Ryoma: Yeah... Was stupid a'me t'stop talkin' to you in the first place. I won't do it again. -takes a few breaths, but he really believes things are going to be okay. And he'll do everything he can to make sure of that, even when it means he can't run away- Well... we c'n do lotsa stuff together, again. I mean... whatever you want. I wasn't lyin' when I said I... really missed hangin' out with you. -sits up a little more and laughs, dryly- Hadn't really had anyone t'talk to in years.
Momo: Heh, yeah. We'll do many things - we have many years to catch up on~ -makes a mess of Ryoma's hair- Some of us went to your matches, y'know. I also have some stuff... here, actually, come with me for a moment. -wraps a hand around Ryoma's wrist and pulls him up off the couch, and into the direction of his bedroom. There, above his desk, is a large bulletin board - and on there are newspaper clippings of Ryoma and Tezuka's tournaments, letters from the team over the years, tickets from tennis games Momo attended, pictures... everything and anything he's collected ever since their senpai graduated from high school, but it's only been semi-recently that he's been able to get it all up on display like this-
Ryoma: -blinks, but lets himself be towed behind Momo, where he stands and stares dumbly at the bulletin board for a moment, mouth open but... he can't think of anything to say. It figures that Momo would keep up with everything - it figures that Momo wouldn't just forget about him - or anyone - the way Ryoma was an ass and just... forgot to keep in touch with his friends. He blinks at it a moment more, not realizing he's smiling-
Momo: Heh~ You like it? -rests an arm on Ryoma's head for an arm rest just because he can, and is grinning stupidly- I've been workin' on this for years... I've wanted to show you for ages.
Ryoma: -somehow starts blushing furiously - maybe from shame, he's not sure, it's not like he can help it- I... bet you have. I... I really suck, Momo.
Momo: -smiles a bit softly, and moves, putting his hands on Ryoma's shoulders to look him in the eye- Correction: you did suck - you hurt many people... me included. But, y'know, you've learned your lesson - you know you can't leave again, and I know for fact that you don't want to leave 'gain. You've learned from your mistake, and that's what's important.
Ryoma: ... - just watches Momo for a moment, before nodding. He owes it to everyone to learn the damned lesson this time around, that's for sure- Yeah... I think maybe a tennis ball t'the head woulda been easier on you all... -tries to crack a grin, hoping he's done making stupid mistakes with his best friend-
Momo: -laughs heartily, grabbing Ryoma into a hug, and clinging on tightly- I'd be 'fraid of killing the brain cells you have left, brat~ <3
Ryoma: ... -sputters a bit, until he can't help but start laughing, though he clings back- Well, don't do that. How'm I s'posed to earn a living, f'I can't even be a dumb jock?
Momo: -laughs even harder- I think you're doin' just fine now. -realizes, a bit belatedly, that he's crying - not out of sadness, but just feeling like for the first time in forever, he finally has his best friend back-
Ryoma: -rests his head against Momo's chest, realizing his eyes are... kind of wet without his permission- Well... s'good to hear it from you.
Momo: -curls his arms even tighter around Ryoma, still grinning stupidly, though the laughter has stopped and tears are still running down his cheeks- Welcome back, Ryo~ma. We've missed you.
Ryoma: Heh.... -takes a few deep breaths, partly hoping Momo doesn't notice the slight dampness on his chest, but the other part knowing he wouldn't care anyway- I dunno 'bout any a'these other people, but I missed you.
Momo: -can feel warm liquid through the fabric of his t-shirt, but just smiles, not caring in the least, and also not going to poke fun at Ryoma for it - it's not like Momo can talk while he's crying like a baby- I missed you, too - so much. We have a lot to catch up on, and we have the time - and no cameras - to do it. -lets Ryoma go a bit so Ryoma can see his face, though despite his tears, he's grinning like a complete dork-
Ryoma: Yeah... I'm free whenever you want me t'be free. An' I'll... I'll make sure you c'n call or whatever, f'I'm outta the country, an'... -glances up at Momo and can't help but laugh a little, pulling his sleeve over one hand and trying to wipe at the tears- Aw, Momo-sempai, you're a mess.
Momo: -laughs, sniffling a bit- I am a mess, aren't I? Heh, I'm just so happy, right now. -lets Ryoma dry his eyes, though, still grinning- You'll always know where to find me, too, of course - I ain't movin' from here for a long time to come.
Ryoma: -just grins stupidly, cleaning Momo's face, then wiping at his own, running a hand through his hair- Well, good. I know where t'find you. An' I swear I didn't come over here t'make you cry. -sighs a little, but it's a content sigh, and leans against momo again for a moment more- You were gonna cook for me an' I was gonna keep your PS3 company.
Momo: -ruffles Ryoma's hair again, and hugs him close again, feeling so content, now- I was gonna cook for you, wasn't I~? -nudges Ryoma to look in the direction of the space above Momo's bed; there, he has framed photographs of the teams over the years - from the first year they all won nationals together, to the next year Momo was captain, to the third year when Ryoma was captain, and then back to the high school team pictures - there's six all together- Just look at those before we go back to the livin' room~
Ryoma: -clutches a bit of Momo's shirt in his hand, but does as he's told, a slow smile forming as he realizes the importance of all of those pictures, says quietly- I... I have a lotta those too... -they're buried in a box in his front closet, but he knows exactly where they are, even if he hasn't pulled them out since he graduated from high school-
Momo: But knowin' you, they're buried away somewhere~ I'm gonna come over sometime soon and help you - you may not be at home a whole lot, but I think you need somethin' to remind you that where you live is home; and I think pictures are a good start. <3 I have a couple I think you'd like to see, too, that I could easily make copies of~ One of my personal favorites is prolly one that Eiji-senpai took of us stuffing our faces with fast food - that's in the living room~
Ryoma: -Realizes that... Momo's kind of right, he never really thinks of his apartment as a home ... and he really doesn't mind Momo wanting to do something about it- They are... you c'n help me dig 'em out f'you want... -laughs a little at the description of that last picture- Oh, great, just what I want all my guests seein'. -pokes momo in the side, but even if he ever had any guests (which he admittedly doesn't), he wouldn't mind -
Momo: -laughs- It's a funny picture, f'you'd like to see it~ -nods- And I want to; I think if you have a real home feeling back here, you'll be more likely to come and not disappear again. -winks; he's totally kidding, but he does think it would be a good idea for Ryoma to have that-
Ryoma: All the pictures a'you are funny~ -he's joking, and he would like to see it- Heh, well... I guess maybe having a real home would make it nicer to stick around. Y'know. F'I couldn't find any other reasons. -nudges Momo a little, finally letting go of the fistful of the other's shirt- Let's go see it. An' whatever else you got lyin' around you wanna show me. - grins-
Momo: Pft, who says I'm the funny one? I think you are, brat. -ruffles Ryoma's hair, yet again, grinning stupidly- Yeah, let's - I actually have a looot of pictures from over the years you might wanna see - I have some photo albums from after I graduated, too, f'you'd like to see 'em~
Ryoma: -just makes a face, as per normal, but also (as per normal) doesn't care. He nods- Yeah, okay. Show me whatever you got.
Momo: Heh~ 'Kay, let's head out to the livin' room in a sec, then... I just gotta get the photo albums from in here. -moves to his closet, and grabs the photo albums he wants- I ran outta space out there, so I have to keep these in here... -trails off as something catches his eye - pulling the article closer to him, he grins, and moves out of the way so Ryoma can see- Look what I've kept~
Ryoma: -blinks and moves over to see what Momo meant - and grins even wider, feeling a very intense wave of nostalgia- You packrat. -it doesn't stop him from grabbing it and holding it a moment... and bringing it to his face to breathe a moment.- Still smells like you. A little. Heh. -gives it back to Momo, wondering... if his is somewhere around, still. Maybe he'll look, sometime-
Momo: -laughs- F'you're callin' me a packrat by just seein' my Seigaku jersey... I'd hate for you to see some of the things that are prolly buried somewhere here. -grins, though, and watches Ryoma before taking the jersey into his own hands, unzipping it and trying it on- Heh. It's... a little small, but doesn't fit too badly.
Ryoma: Well, f'anyone was, you'd be - -watches Momo try it on and laughs a little, though even though it's small it... looks right, and he just watches Momo a moment, grinning stupidly-
Momo: -laughs- I didn't realize I had grown that much since high school~ -takes it off, though, and motions to put it back into the closet-
Ryoma: Heh, well, you just didn't know when t'stop... -pauses a moment, but then stops Momo, pulling the jersey out of his arms and trying it on himself; it fits him much better than it did Momo, more like the first one Ryoma ever had, a little too big and he pushes the cuffs up over his hands- C'mon. Living room, right? -tilts his head in the right direction-
Momo: -blinks a moment as he watches Ryoma put on his jersey, but... is suddenly hit himself with a strong wave of nostalgia; he smiles softly, nodding- Yeah. Yeah, let's go~ -closes the closet door, and holds on tight to the photo albums-
Rating: G
Summary: Finally, Momo and Ryoma get to really talk about things without the awkwardness between each other, and with no cameras. We also learn that Momo is a sentimental dork, and has kept many, many things over the years that are important to him and his friends.
Ryoma: -glances down at the piece of paper with the directions to and number of Momo's apartment on it, then up at the number on the door, and knocks-
Momo: -finishes putting a load of laundry into the washing machine; after a few moments, he hears the knock at his door and grins widely, moving over to unlock it and pull it open- Evenin'~
Ryoma: -even though it's only been a couple of days, it's still nice to see Momo again, and he returns the grin easily- Hey. -it's a little hard to think of what else to say... they've just seen each other recently, but all the same...-
Momo: -opens the door wide and steps aside to let Ryoma in- Welcome to my apartment, heh.
Ryoma: -steps in, taking a moment to pull off his sneakers and hat, leaving them both beside the door before straightening and taking a look around- Wow... you weren't kidding, it is pretty clean. -grins a bit-
Momo: Told ya~ I do try to keep it like this just in case teachers need to come over, or somethin'. -moves into the living room-
Ryoma: -nods - he supposes that's a good point, but all the same- Still... M'impressed. -he notes that it's... a nice apartment, though tiny. He supposed he expected that, but suddenly he feels a little guilty for having a pretty big place all to himself- S'nice, though. -It reminds him of Momo's room, though he can't say why.-
Momo: -laughs- Thank you. I admit, it's not all that big, and sometimes havin' company over makes it cramped, but it's home - I've put a lot of work into it. -plops down on the couch, and waits for Ryoma to follow-
Ryoma: -nods, following suit after a moment - it's a comfy couch, he notes, sitting back a bit- Yeah, I guess I could see that... seems okay f'r just hangin' out mosta the time, though. -sighs a bit, though with relief- ... S'the first time I've really gotten to talk to you without a camera around, heh.
Momo: -turns a bit so he's facing Ryoma, nodding- It feels almost weird, y'know? I mean, I don't have to worry 'bout what exactly I say since this isn't gonna be airing on public TV. -tilts his head a bit, regarding Ryoma- How have you been these past coupl'a days, though? S'not too quiet, right?
Ryoma: Yeah... I mean, I guess I got used t'bein' on camera.... Heh, I guess I stopped caring I was on camera, at some point. -sighs a bit, but there's no point in regretting anything now.- I've been okay - no real schedule yet, just been practicin' an' stuff, but I guess I gotta coupla more days before my manager gets me booked up with a billion things. -Pauses, watching Momo- How's stuff f'r you?
Momo: -reaches over to ruffle Ryoma's hair a bit, and then extracts his hand again- Well, enjoy this small break, then, f'you can. I'm doin' well, too - I've been havin' to go into work this week for preparation of the new school year, but it's really a relief to get back into somewhat of a normal lifestyle 'gain.
Ryoma: -ducks his head a bit, but he's grinning- Heh, yeah, I plan on it. I don't wanna think about all the interviews m'sure she's linin' up f'r me... -Thinks that maybe it's a good thing, almost, that Tezuka will be out of the country for a bit- S'good you got stuff t'do, though. An' I know you miss your kids, right?
Momo: Heh, I do. I miss them tons - you don't really realize how attached you become to students until you don't see them for a while. I'm really proud of 'em~
Ryoma: -grins at that - Momo makes a really good teacher, and he hopes the school appreciates that- Well, they seemed like good kids, when I met 'em. They liked you too. -He falls silent a moment, thinking... he's not sure he really wants to bring this up - or even if what he's going to say is going to bring anything up, anyway, but...- ... Hope stuff from the show's not gonna... give you too much trouble at work. -glances down a bit-
Momo: -as expected, Ryoma brought up what has been on Momo's mind for ages, now; he hopes it won't affect him too much, but realistically speaking, it's quite possible that it will- I... hmm. Well, right now, I dunno. I'm not worried too much 'bout it, though I will admit it's been on my mind a lot, lately. I'm just hopin' that... well, my personal life is my personal life - I won't let that get in the way of my career.
Ryoma: -frowns a bit - he's really of the same opinion, but having been in the public eye even before this, he's aware that the rest of the world doesn't always seem to think the same way- Well... yeah, I know you wouldn't... I just... well. Hope th' school sees it that way. -He's aware that... either way things might've turned out, this would've happened, but... either way, it's still his fault.-
Momo: ...Hey, Ryoma? -tilts his head a bit- I don't blame you, y'know. It's not your fault.
Ryoma: -glances up with a bit of a wry grin- Well, that's not true. It is, either way. -He knows Momo forgives him, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't feel guilty, or that his best friend should have his career affected by what happened between them- F'there's anythin' I could ever do, f'they give you crap about it..
Momo: -puts a hand to the top of Ryoma's head and smiles- The worse they can do is fire me - but, luckily for me, I'm far too valuable for the school. Not to mention they would have children, parents, and other teachers fighting against it.
Ryoma: -makes a bit of a face- They better not fire you. Or I'll kick their asses. An' I woulda said that on TV, too. -feels a little better, though, somehow, and gives momo a tentative smile-
Momo: Heh. That's appreciated~ I'm not gonna worry too much 'bout it - they haven't said anythin' so far, so.
Ryoma: -nods- Well... I guess don't bring it up unless they do, yeah. -Granted, he's the one who brought it up just now; he settles back again, quiet for a moment, suddenly wanting to apologize all over again, even though they've... been okay for a while. Or at least mostly okay-
Momo: -it's extremely easy to tell that Ryoma's still feeling rather worried about it all, but Momo doesn’t want him to; of course, he's still not over everything that happened, but he's better- ...All I need is time, but I promise you I'm alright, 'kay? I'm doin' well.
Ryoma: -glances over, but nods, slowly... He knows Momo's right, and he believes him; he still wants to say something, but it takes a moment to get the right words in order- Yeah... well... s'good to hear. I'm... not okay when you're not okay. Y'know? -feels a little stupid, but that's true and it always has been.
Momo: -nods- I know - and I do appreciate that. -wraps an arm around Ryoma's shoulders- I can't lie and say I don't think 'bout it - 'cause I do. But, it'll get easier - it already is easier. So stop worryin', alright? Really. <3
Ryoma: -settles a little against him, appreciating everything Momo's doing and has done- Well, s'my job to worry. M'your best friend. -He refuses to give up that position.- An' s'just hard when s'stupid shit that I did that got you feelin' this way. -closes his eyes a moment, but he's really very glad Momo's as strong as he is. He knows he'll be all right, he just wishes it were easier.-
Momo: That's right - you are my best friend. -gives Ryoma's shoulders a bit of a squeeze- I know it's hard, but y'know, we made the final decision together; and I'm glad that was somethin' we could do together.
Ryoma: Yeah... Was stupid a'me t'stop talkin' to you in the first place. I won't do it again. -takes a few breaths, but he really believes things are going to be okay. And he'll do everything he can to make sure of that, even when it means he can't run away- Well... we c'n do lotsa stuff together, again. I mean... whatever you want. I wasn't lyin' when I said I... really missed hangin' out with you. -sits up a little more and laughs, dryly- Hadn't really had anyone t'talk to in years.
Momo: Heh, yeah. We'll do many things - we have many years to catch up on~ -makes a mess of Ryoma's hair- Some of us went to your matches, y'know. I also have some stuff... here, actually, come with me for a moment. -wraps a hand around Ryoma's wrist and pulls him up off the couch, and into the direction of his bedroom. There, above his desk, is a large bulletin board - and on there are newspaper clippings of Ryoma and Tezuka's tournaments, letters from the team over the years, tickets from tennis games Momo attended, pictures... everything and anything he's collected ever since their senpai graduated from high school, but it's only been semi-recently that he's been able to get it all up on display like this-
Ryoma: -blinks, but lets himself be towed behind Momo, where he stands and stares dumbly at the bulletin board for a moment, mouth open but... he can't think of anything to say. It figures that Momo would keep up with everything - it figures that Momo wouldn't just forget about him - or anyone - the way Ryoma was an ass and just... forgot to keep in touch with his friends. He blinks at it a moment more, not realizing he's smiling-
Momo: Heh~ You like it? -rests an arm on Ryoma's head for an arm rest just because he can, and is grinning stupidly- I've been workin' on this for years... I've wanted to show you for ages.
Ryoma: -somehow starts blushing furiously - maybe from shame, he's not sure, it's not like he can help it- I... bet you have. I... I really suck, Momo.
Momo: -smiles a bit softly, and moves, putting his hands on Ryoma's shoulders to look him in the eye- Correction: you did suck - you hurt many people... me included. But, y'know, you've learned your lesson - you know you can't leave again, and I know for fact that you don't want to leave 'gain. You've learned from your mistake, and that's what's important.
Ryoma: ... - just watches Momo for a moment, before nodding. He owes it to everyone to learn the damned lesson this time around, that's for sure- Yeah... I think maybe a tennis ball t'the head woulda been easier on you all... -tries to crack a grin, hoping he's done making stupid mistakes with his best friend-
Momo: -laughs heartily, grabbing Ryoma into a hug, and clinging on tightly- I'd be 'fraid of killing the brain cells you have left, brat~ <3
Ryoma: ... -sputters a bit, until he can't help but start laughing, though he clings back- Well, don't do that. How'm I s'posed to earn a living, f'I can't even be a dumb jock?
Momo: -laughs even harder- I think you're doin' just fine now. -realizes, a bit belatedly, that he's crying - not out of sadness, but just feeling like for the first time in forever, he finally has his best friend back-
Ryoma: -rests his head against Momo's chest, realizing his eyes are... kind of wet without his permission- Well... s'good to hear it from you.
Momo: -curls his arms even tighter around Ryoma, still grinning stupidly, though the laughter has stopped and tears are still running down his cheeks- Welcome back, Ryo~ma. We've missed you.
Ryoma: Heh.... -takes a few deep breaths, partly hoping Momo doesn't notice the slight dampness on his chest, but the other part knowing he wouldn't care anyway- I dunno 'bout any a'these other people, but I missed you.
Momo: -can feel warm liquid through the fabric of his t-shirt, but just smiles, not caring in the least, and also not going to poke fun at Ryoma for it - it's not like Momo can talk while he's crying like a baby- I missed you, too - so much. We have a lot to catch up on, and we have the time - and no cameras - to do it. -lets Ryoma go a bit so Ryoma can see his face, though despite his tears, he's grinning like a complete dork-
Ryoma: Yeah... I'm free whenever you want me t'be free. An' I'll... I'll make sure you c'n call or whatever, f'I'm outta the country, an'... -glances up at Momo and can't help but laugh a little, pulling his sleeve over one hand and trying to wipe at the tears- Aw, Momo-sempai, you're a mess.
Momo: -laughs, sniffling a bit- I am a mess, aren't I? Heh, I'm just so happy, right now. -lets Ryoma dry his eyes, though, still grinning- You'll always know where to find me, too, of course - I ain't movin' from here for a long time to come.
Ryoma: -just grins stupidly, cleaning Momo's face, then wiping at his own, running a hand through his hair- Well, good. I know where t'find you. An' I swear I didn't come over here t'make you cry. -sighs a little, but it's a content sigh, and leans against momo again for a moment more- You were gonna cook for me an' I was gonna keep your PS3 company.
Momo: -ruffles Ryoma's hair again, and hugs him close again, feeling so content, now- I was gonna cook for you, wasn't I~? -nudges Ryoma to look in the direction of the space above Momo's bed; there, he has framed photographs of the teams over the years - from the first year they all won nationals together, to the next year Momo was captain, to the third year when Ryoma was captain, and then back to the high school team pictures - there's six all together- Just look at those before we go back to the livin' room~
Ryoma: -clutches a bit of Momo's shirt in his hand, but does as he's told, a slow smile forming as he realizes the importance of all of those pictures, says quietly- I... I have a lotta those too... -they're buried in a box in his front closet, but he knows exactly where they are, even if he hasn't pulled them out since he graduated from high school-
Momo: But knowin' you, they're buried away somewhere~ I'm gonna come over sometime soon and help you - you may not be at home a whole lot, but I think you need somethin' to remind you that where you live is home; and I think pictures are a good start. <3 I have a couple I think you'd like to see, too, that I could easily make copies of~ One of my personal favorites is prolly one that Eiji-senpai took of us stuffing our faces with fast food - that's in the living room~
Ryoma: -Realizes that... Momo's kind of right, he never really thinks of his apartment as a home ... and he really doesn't mind Momo wanting to do something about it- They are... you c'n help me dig 'em out f'you want... -laughs a little at the description of that last picture- Oh, great, just what I want all my guests seein'. -pokes momo in the side, but even if he ever had any guests (which he admittedly doesn't), he wouldn't mind -
Momo: -laughs- It's a funny picture, f'you'd like to see it~ -nods- And I want to; I think if you have a real home feeling back here, you'll be more likely to come and not disappear again. -winks; he's totally kidding, but he does think it would be a good idea for Ryoma to have that-
Ryoma: All the pictures a'you are funny~ -he's joking, and he would like to see it- Heh, well... I guess maybe having a real home would make it nicer to stick around. Y'know. F'I couldn't find any other reasons. -nudges Momo a little, finally letting go of the fistful of the other's shirt- Let's go see it. An' whatever else you got lyin' around you wanna show me. - grins-
Momo: Pft, who says I'm the funny one? I think you are, brat. -ruffles Ryoma's hair, yet again, grinning stupidly- Yeah, let's - I actually have a looot of pictures from over the years you might wanna see - I have some photo albums from after I graduated, too, f'you'd like to see 'em~
Ryoma: -just makes a face, as per normal, but also (as per normal) doesn't care. He nods- Yeah, okay. Show me whatever you got.
Momo: Heh~ 'Kay, let's head out to the livin' room in a sec, then... I just gotta get the photo albums from in here. -moves to his closet, and grabs the photo albums he wants- I ran outta space out there, so I have to keep these in here... -trails off as something catches his eye - pulling the article closer to him, he grins, and moves out of the way so Ryoma can see- Look what I've kept~
Ryoma: -blinks and moves over to see what Momo meant - and grins even wider, feeling a very intense wave of nostalgia- You packrat. -it doesn't stop him from grabbing it and holding it a moment... and bringing it to his face to breathe a moment.- Still smells like you. A little. Heh. -gives it back to Momo, wondering... if his is somewhere around, still. Maybe he'll look, sometime-
Momo: -laughs- F'you're callin' me a packrat by just seein' my Seigaku jersey... I'd hate for you to see some of the things that are prolly buried somewhere here. -grins, though, and watches Ryoma before taking the jersey into his own hands, unzipping it and trying it on- Heh. It's... a little small, but doesn't fit too badly.
Ryoma: Well, f'anyone was, you'd be - -watches Momo try it on and laughs a little, though even though it's small it... looks right, and he just watches Momo a moment, grinning stupidly-
Momo: -laughs- I didn't realize I had grown that much since high school~ -takes it off, though, and motions to put it back into the closet-
Ryoma: Heh, well, you just didn't know when t'stop... -pauses a moment, but then stops Momo, pulling the jersey out of his arms and trying it on himself; it fits him much better than it did Momo, more like the first one Ryoma ever had, a little too big and he pushes the cuffs up over his hands- C'mon. Living room, right? -tilts his head in the right direction-
Momo: -blinks a moment as he watches Ryoma put on his jersey, but... is suddenly hit himself with a strong wave of nostalgia; he smiles softly, nodding- Yeah. Yeah, let's go~ -closes the closet door, and holds on tight to the photo albums-