[FIC] - Out Loud - Uruha/Hiroto|Uruha/Reita? - PG-13 - Oneshot
Title: Out Loud
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angry, angsty, tell me.
Pairings: Uruha/Hiroto, Uruha/Reita?
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene.
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"It's not a fling!" Uruha yelled, throwing an empty plastic bottle at Reita.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" Reita dodged the bottle, letting it hit the shelf behind him, knocking down a few piled up books.
"I'm in love, idiot! Not that you know any of that!" He was even louder now, sooner or later their neighbors would start to knock against walls, maybe even their door.
"Keep it down, will you!" Reita held his hands up in a pacifying manner. They definitely didn't need another complaint.
"Fine, I'm leaving." He turned on his heels, ready to storm off. Out of all people, he didn't want to hear any lectures from Reita. His very first step was stopped as a hand wound tightly around his wrist.
"I was just saying-"
"Just saying? The fuck you were!" He violently pulled his arm free, glowering at the other.
"Uruha!" Agony mixed into his voice. "Come on, Kouyou."
"Why do you not understand?" His voice was quiet now, almost frightened.
Reita sighed. "I don't want you to get in any trouble." He pushed a hand through his freshly bleached hair. "How old is he? Sixteen?"
The guitarist gaped for a second; what was Reita thinking of him? "He's nineteen!" He took a step back. "Don't you even dare to accuse me!"
"Look, he's too young, maybe not law-wise, but mentally." At least he tried to explain.
He snorted scornfully. "As if you're the one to talk."
"I don't want to see you heartbroken! And think about him, you're not the type for long term relationships!"
"Well, you're breaking mine just now!" He was yelling again. "Hiroto loves me, you know that? Have you seen him telling me that? I've never seen such honesty before!"
Reita lost it, too. "But how can you be so sure?" His voice was loud and rough.
"Love is something to believe in!" Sincere, but he sounded hurt, so hurt.
Lips pressed into a thin line, the blond tried his hardest not to snap, hands balled into tight fists.
"I'm leaving."
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I... well... this felt a little too intense to write it down, I was writing words before I thought them.
I have no idea what to make of this mess.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angry, angsty, tell me.
Pairings: Uruha/Hiroto, Uruha/Reita?
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene.
Rainchaser's Archive
______________________________
"It's not a fling!" Uruha yelled, throwing an empty plastic bottle at Reita.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" Reita dodged the bottle, letting it hit the shelf behind him, knocking down a few piled up books.
"I'm in love, idiot! Not that you know any of that!" He was even louder now, sooner or later their neighbors would start to knock against walls, maybe even their door.
"Keep it down, will you!" Reita held his hands up in a pacifying manner. They definitely didn't need another complaint.
"Fine, I'm leaving." He turned on his heels, ready to storm off. Out of all people, he didn't want to hear any lectures from Reita. His very first step was stopped as a hand wound tightly around his wrist.
"I was just saying-"
"Just saying? The fuck you were!" He violently pulled his arm free, glowering at the other.
"Uruha!" Agony mixed into his voice. "Come on, Kouyou."
"Why do you not understand?" His voice was quiet now, almost frightened.
Reita sighed. "I don't want you to get in any trouble." He pushed a hand through his freshly bleached hair. "How old is he? Sixteen?"
The guitarist gaped for a second; what was Reita thinking of him? "He's nineteen!" He took a step back. "Don't you even dare to accuse me!"
"Look, he's too young, maybe not law-wise, but mentally." At least he tried to explain.
He snorted scornfully. "As if you're the one to talk."
"I don't want to see you heartbroken! And think about him, you're not the type for long term relationships!"
"Well, you're breaking mine just now!" He was yelling again. "Hiroto loves me, you know that? Have you seen him telling me that? I've never seen such honesty before!"
Reita lost it, too. "But how can you be so sure?" His voice was loud and rough.
"Love is something to believe in!" Sincere, but he sounded hurt, so hurt.
Lips pressed into a thin line, the blond tried his hardest not to snap, hands balled into tight fists.
"I'm leaving."
______________________________
I... well... this felt a little too intense to write it down, I was writing words before I thought them.
I have no idea what to make of this mess.