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Title: A Dragon's Treasure
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Koyama x Ryo, Maru x Jin x YamaPi, Yuya x Uchi, Kusano x Shige
Summary: Jealousy is a bad invention
Notes: Two vaugly connected drabbles for the masses.
A cool wind blew through the park causing Koyama to pull his light jacket closer around himself. He had not expected it to be quite this chilly. Ryo was sitting on the bench to his left absently watching the people as they walked by.
“Is everyone late? Or were we early?” Ryo called out, Koyama turned to look at him, shrugging liquidly and pushing a strand of sandy hair behind his ear. The wind raced through the park causing the dead leaves on the ground to swirl in little eddies as they were caught and toyed with. The ends of Koyama’s lengthening hair were also caught and the wind blew it into his tanned face again. He suppressed a shiver, it was just in the days where summer melted into fall and he was ill dressed for it that he really missed those hot days. The ones he liked to spend at the beach splashing in the cool water and rolling in the hot sand. “Are you cold? You’re not dressed very warm. Stupid Keiichiro.”
Frowning Koyama goes to say something back but Ryo’s arms have slipped around his slim waist and is snuggling him, pressing his cold nose against Koyama’s warm neck.
“You’re cold too aren’t you?” Hugging Ryo back he pretended that he couldn’t feel the breeze as it cut though his thin layers.
“I’m sorry I’m late!” Koyama wiggled out of Ryo’s leech-like grip turning to face Uchi who is panting, his cheeks flushed from the run, his hat is slipping down over his eyes.
“You didn’t wait you jerk!” Called loudly in a voice no one can miss, and Uchi flinches giving Koyama an apologetic look just as Kusano jogs up to them. “Koyama, He left me!” Kusano whines, glaring at the other man, Koyama hides his smile with a hand and Uchi looks sheepish.
“I can see why.” Ryo says and Kusano sticks his tongue out in reply. “Besides you two do know you’re way late.”
“I’m sorry!” Uchi didn’t look the least bit sorry, and Ryo rolled his eyes, in fact Uchi shot Kusano a sidelong glance eliciting a pale blush that spoke volumes.
“Well Jin and Pi had better be here soon.” Uchi shrugs at his friend and Kusano and Koyama are already in their own world speaking excitedly about the movie they are going to watch.
Ryo returns to his bench pouting because he missed the warmth of Koyama’s body against his own. That’s when Uchi makes a soft noise and points down the path. There is what seems like one figure in a black coat, as it got closer it separated into three separate forms, each standing close enough together to seem as one from far away.
Jin is leading; long legs setting up a quick stride that the boy he’s walking with is having a little trouble keep up. Only because his legs keep getting tangled with the boy behind him. They can hear Nakamaru’s whine from here.
“Can you two even feel the cold?” Koyama and Kusano have stopped and they look at the latest group to arrive. Jin is licking at an ice cream cone seemingly ignoring the cool breeze. In his other hand, one of Maru’s is clasped tightly, pulling the older man along after him. Attached to Maru’s other side, Yamashita is holding Maru’s other hand in his gloved one, the other glove hangs precariously out of his pocket –he had taken it off to eat his own ice cream and he didn’t want the vanilla treat to spill on his new gloves.
“Sorry we are late.” Jin says with a silly smile taking a long lick of his cone.
“We wouldn’t be if the two of you didn’t want ice cream” Maru rolled his eyes and YamaPi grins kissing his cheek with ice cold lips making the other man yelp and flinch away, unable to really move anywhere with both his hands immobile.
“So we are only waiting for Shige and Tego now?” Uchi looks around getting one nod from the older K.K.Kitty boy. Slowly they break off to chat amongst themselves again.
Ryo is half listening to what Jin is babbling about, because he had been babbling about it on the phone before they met here too and Ryo kind of really doesn’t care. He knows he’ll apologize and make it up to Jin later so he tunes out for now. Jin’s ice cream has long since been passed to Kusano because it may be chilly but no one can refuse ice cream. Kusano is sharing it with Uchi, the two of them taking turns passing it back and forth amusing themselves by trying to lick it off each other’s mouths too.
His eyes narrow fixing on the flick of a pink tongue, jealousy instantly floods through his veins heating him and driving away the chill. Koyama takes another delicate lick of the ice cream cone being held by YamaPi and it’s hard to mistake the look the NewS leader is giving the scene.
Ryo seethes because he can’t say anything without looking like the jealous possessive boyfriend he is. Koyama had confessed -after being verbally cornered into it by an annoyed Ryo- that he had messed around with YamaPi quite a bit when they were younger. Ryo’s friendship with their leader had not changed much but he couldn’t help the feelings of annoyance whenever he saw YamaPi looking at Koyama like that. It pissed him off to know that someone else knew what Koyama looked like squirming under a skilled mouth, panting and writhing when things got just a little too intense.
“I thought you said you didn’t want any!” YamaPi laughs as Maru leans it, dragging his tongue up the opposite side of the cone as his fellow Shonen Club host.
“I said I didn’t want one, I never said I didn’t want some of yours.” Koyama is laughing at that and Ryo turns his head trying to ignore it.
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By the end of the movie he is still in a sour mood and not even Uchi will come near him. YamaPi had insisted on sitting on the other side of Koyama in the large dark theatre. Ryo’s boyfriend didn’t object despite knowing that it made Ryo uncomfortable, and Ryo could only glare into the darkness of the seat in front of him.
To make it worse YamaPi kept a running commentary on the film making Koyama bit his lips trying not to laugh. By the time they left Koyama had that beaming look about him that either meant he had a round of really good sex or was having a lot of fun.
Ryo just looked even more pissed off.
“Hey, Koyama.” YamaPi eyed the grumpy looking Ryo with a sly little smile, “Me Jin and Maru are going out drinking tonight, wanna come?” Ryo almost sputtered, and for a moment he had to squish the urge to wrap his arms around Koyama’s tiny waist and screech ‘mine’.
“Nope. I’ve got cleaning to do at home.” Ryo was about to point out bitterly that Koyama had done all the cleaning this morning when Koyama smiled at him. Not one of his huge dorky smiles, but a small tug of his lips and a twinkle in his slanted eyes that told Ryo he was being devious.
“Too bad.” YamaPi mock pouted. “I was trying to spare you from one of Ryo’s bitchy moods.” Grinning he placed a weak punch on the Kansai boy’s upper arm.
“Who are you calling bitchy?” Ryo snapped.
“Ohhh scary.” Jin mocked wrapping his arm around Maru’s slim shoulders and Shige laughed. Tegoshi was leaning on him, looking almost sleep on his feet.
“Koyama has his ways of dealing.” Uchi cackled, and Ryo glared at all of them lifting his head in a haughty way. Koyama had his dorky smile now and graced them with it.
“Well if you all want me to go…” Ryo’s hand closed around his, warm in the cool evening.
“We’re going home.” He all but snarled. He dragged the taller man away ignoring jeers and Jin’s unmistakable crude comments.
He probably would have been in a sour mood all night, but the moment the door closed Koyama was holding him close from behind. Kissing down his neck and Ryo had to struggle to hang onto his anger.
“Why are you mad Ryo?”
“I’m not mad.” Ryo licked his dry lips; he could feel the curve of Koyama’s smile against his skin.
“Really? I could have sworn I saw you getting all pissy.” Ryo turned around in Koyama’s arms.
“I was not pissy.” He bit Koyama’s lower lip gently, glaring at the taller man.
“Okay, why were you upset?” Ryo rolled his eyes, Koyama really should know that.
“I’m not upset.”
“Well if you’re not pissy, mad, or upset then I don’t need to make you feel better.” Pulling away the older man slipped his shoes off, Ryo glared hotly at him. Crossing his arms over his chest he let out a sigh. Koyama vanished deeper into the apartment.
He followed after removing his own shoes; Koyama was at the counter pouring himself a glass of water. Ryo lined their bodies up and pressed up behind him, locking his arms around the other’s chest.
“I’m sorry.” He let his forehead rest on the other’s strong shoulder. “I was mad, and I was upset, but I do not get pissy.”
“…”
“Let me make it up to you?” Ryo licked the side of his neck, blowing on the wet skin- Koyama shivered deliciously.
“Yes.” Ryo grinned to himself hugging Koyama tighter for a moment.
The rational part of his mind knew that he never needed to worry about loosing Koyama to YamaPi. After all he was Ryo Nishikido, he was sexier, more confident, and a hell of a lot better in bed then Yamashita could ever dream.
Still that didn’t stop him from getting a little jealous sometimes. Which was okay, because he liked it when Koyama made him feel better.
Title: A Kitten's Treasure
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Koyama x Ryo, Yuya x Uchi,
Summary: Jealousy is a bad invention
Sitting in his large chair and staring at the television blankly he tried to tell himself that he wasn’t waiting. His eyes flicked to the clock and he pretended it didn’t happen –still, Koyama should be home any minute now. When the key slid into the lock he breathed a sigh of relief and sprung off the chair. Schooling his face into something that looked a little less pathetically eager he leaned against the doorframe waiting for the other to come in.
Koyama slipped off his shoes and looked up to find Ryo leering at him, hip jutting out and bottom lip curled in a naughty pout.
“Good afternoon.” He smiled at his black haired lover and Ryo flicked his tongue against his pink lips.
“Did you have a nice touch up?”
“…Yes.” Koyama shivered because the way Ryo was looking at him made him feel like he’s being hunted.
“Does that mean your legs are nice and smooth again?” Even Ryo can’t keep the excited look off his face and understanding dawns on Koyama. The stupid grin disappears and he schools his features into something a little sexier.
“Wanna find out?”
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“Uchi!” Ryo whined into the cordless phone tucked between his shoulder and his ear. He drew out the ‘ooh’ sound and he could imagine his tall friend wincing.
“If the next word is ‘Koyama’ I’m hanging up now.”
“…” Ryo grinned to himself letting the silence draw out this time fully aware Uchi would break.
“… Okay tell me everything.” Uchi can’t help but be a curious soul.
“Everything?”
“Everything that has to do with… whatever it is that’s bothering you.” Ryo sighs letting his hip hit the counter and he leans on it watching his dinner cook. Tonight he needs to make dinner only for himself but the urge to double the portions is still there.
“Koyama.”
“Obviously.” Uchi is being unusually sarcastic tonight but Ryo can’t expect to have a monopoly on that now can he. “What’s wrong in paradise this week?” Making a face to himself he wonders if he should just hang up now because Uchi isn’t being very nice to him.
“…” Struggling to put his thoughts in words Uchi would understand. “If you were to flirt with some cute guy would Yuya get mad at you?”
“Not like you do.”
“But he would be mad?”
“Sort of yes, he gets kind of sulky… it’s too cute.” Ryo’s turn to make an annoyed sound, they were not here to talk about how cute Yuya was –he got enough of that face to face- they were here to talk about him and Koyama.
“And if Yuya was fawning over some piece of ass.”
“I’d drag him home and tie him to the bed.” Uchi said without pause.
“That’s what I mean! Every time I flirt with someone Koyama doesn’t care.” There was a snort from the other end and Ryo bristled.
“Do you really believe that? Just because Koyama doesn’t throw a fit and stomp around like you-“
“I do not.”
“- doesn’t mean he isn’t jealous.” Ryo sighed heavily. “Koyama has his own way of doing things, you of all people should know that Ryo.”
“I do… still.”
“Well, next time you’re out; get all close and see what he does.”
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It wasn’t that he doubted Koyama, after all the older man had showed him again and again that Ryo could trust him. It was that Ryo wanted it to show sometimes, he didn’t really go for public displays of affection but it would still be nice to watch Koyama squirm. They were at the bar with Jin and company; Kame had situated himself with Tackey and the dance floor –Tsubasa was busy and Kame was the baby sitter.
Ryo was sitting at the bar watching the people around him, Koyama had retreated to a booth with Kusano, Shige and Massu. Maru had pleaded ill –Ryo knew he just didn’t like dancing when Jin and YamaPi were around- and Ueda had taken to his side for the night. Junno as usual claimed a date and would not give a name, some doubted this person even existed, or either of them was embarrassed by the relationship –either way it was the longest Junno had ever kept a secret.
There were probably more people supposed to come out, but they seemed less and less important with every long drink he took of his beer. There was a cute guy across the bar from him, looking at him every so often and smiling softly when Ryo looked up. Koyama wasn’t paying any attention to him so he downed the rest of the drink and moved to go sit beside his admirer.
“Caught you looking.” Ryo grinned and slid smoothly onto the stool.
“Can’t help it. You’re hot. Someone like you unattached.”
“I’m thirsty.” It wasn’t the smoothest change of topics he’d ever made, but it could be excused.
“Well then I’ll have to buy you a drink.”
Ryo carefully glanced over his shoulder, and caught Koyama toying with his straw, twirling it through long dextrous fingers and smiling at something Shige said. He had to push the urge to go sit on the other’s lap and nibble on those beautiful fingers.
“Are you listening to me?”
“No… I mean yes what?” Ryo flicked his eyes back to the man and got a small smile.
“I asked what you want to drink.”
“Vodka and coke, I’m buying next okay?” Ryo smiled in a way that he knew made his eyes look the best.
“Alright.” He looked again at Koyama this time he was listening intently at something that Massu was saying, running his fingers around the rim of his cup. When enough liquid had gathered on his index finger he brought it to his lips and licked it away. His eyes were glued to the pale fingers, wrapping around the glass to take a drink.
Koyama knew Ryo was looking at him, he could feel the heat of the other’s gaze and as he brought his finger to his lips he licked it gently. Flicking his pink tongue against the skin and wondering how long it would be until Ryo came back to him. No one ever wondered about him when he did these things, Shige had told him once. ‘Unconsciously erotic’ he’d said, the way Koyama didn’t himself seem to notice, and yet it drew eyes and the innocent façade made it all the more appealing.
Right now it didn’t seem to be working.
“I want to dance.” Jin announced as he plopped down in the seat beside Koyama, Massu cuts off half way through what he’s saying.
“I’ll go.” Koyama stands and stretches his arms over his head, and Jin’s eyes watch the place where his shirt rides up- just a little. Jin’s hand takes his and he’s being dragged to the dance floor.
Shige laughs as he watches his best friend start to get into the music and the way Jin’s hands run over his body. Massu gives him a weird look.
“What’s up with him?” Kusano frowns, it feels like Koyama suddenly dumped them.
“Koyama’s unhappy with Ryo. Look.” Shige nods at where Ryo is sitting, trying hard to listen to the other man while he twitches trying to resist the urge to go get Koyama. While the tall boy has to have been taking lessons from Jin because they move all to perfectly together, hips swivelling in a beat that is all their own, hands all over each other.
He can take it up to the point where Koyama throws his head back on Jin’s shoulder, and Jin’s hand is on his hip keeping them moving in time. He can take his best friend grinding into his boyfriend’s back, but he cannot take the look of rapture on Koyama’s face. Or the fact that YamaPi is here now and looking at the scene like it’s something yummy and he’s craving it.
“Sorry.” Ryo growls low in the back of his throat, stalking up to where his Koyama is dancing.
“Mine mine mine!” Ryo all but screeches, latching his arms around Koyama’s skinny torso. He can hear all of their friends laughing at him, but it’s not funny. Threading his fingers in Koyama’s hair he pulls the other down for a harsh kiss. “Mine.” He hisses once more just in case Jin didn’t hear him.
Koyama grinned to himself. He doesn’t get jealous, he gets even.
Title: A Dragon's Treasure
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Koyama x Ryo, Maru x Jin x YamaPi, Yuya x Uchi, Kusano x Shige
Summary: Jealousy is a bad invention
Notes: Two vaugly connected drabbles for the masses.
A cool wind blew through the park causing Koyama to pull his light jacket closer around himself. He had not expected it to be quite this chilly. Ryo was sitting on the bench to his left absently watching the people as they walked by.
“Is everyone late? Or were we early?” Ryo called out, Koyama turned to look at him, shrugging liquidly and pushing a strand of sandy hair behind his ear. The wind raced through the park causing the dead leaves on the ground to swirl in little eddies as they were caught and toyed with. The ends of Koyama’s lengthening hair were also caught and the wind blew it into his tanned face again. He suppressed a shiver, it was just in the days where summer melted into fall and he was ill dressed for it that he really missed those hot days. The ones he liked to spend at the beach splashing in the cool water and rolling in the hot sand. “Are you cold? You’re not dressed very warm. Stupid Keiichiro.”
Frowning Koyama goes to say something back but Ryo’s arms have slipped around his slim waist and is snuggling him, pressing his cold nose against Koyama’s warm neck.
“You’re cold too aren’t you?” Hugging Ryo back he pretended that he couldn’t feel the breeze as it cut though his thin layers.
“I’m sorry I’m late!” Koyama wiggled out of Ryo’s leech-like grip turning to face Uchi who is panting, his cheeks flushed from the run, his hat is slipping down over his eyes.
“You didn’t wait you jerk!” Called loudly in a voice no one can miss, and Uchi flinches giving Koyama an apologetic look just as Kusano jogs up to them. “Koyama, He left me!” Kusano whines, glaring at the other man, Koyama hides his smile with a hand and Uchi looks sheepish.
“I can see why.” Ryo says and Kusano sticks his tongue out in reply. “Besides you two do know you’re way late.”
“I’m sorry!” Uchi didn’t look the least bit sorry, and Ryo rolled his eyes, in fact Uchi shot Kusano a sidelong glance eliciting a pale blush that spoke volumes.
“Well Jin and Pi had better be here soon.” Uchi shrugs at his friend and Kusano and Koyama are already in their own world speaking excitedly about the movie they are going to watch.
Ryo returns to his bench pouting because he missed the warmth of Koyama’s body against his own. That’s when Uchi makes a soft noise and points down the path. There is what seems like one figure in a black coat, as it got closer it separated into three separate forms, each standing close enough together to seem as one from far away.
Jin is leading; long legs setting up a quick stride that the boy he’s walking with is having a little trouble keep up. Only because his legs keep getting tangled with the boy behind him. They can hear Nakamaru’s whine from here.
“Can you two even feel the cold?” Koyama and Kusano have stopped and they look at the latest group to arrive. Jin is licking at an ice cream cone seemingly ignoring the cool breeze. In his other hand, one of Maru’s is clasped tightly, pulling the older man along after him. Attached to Maru’s other side, Yamashita is holding Maru’s other hand in his gloved one, the other glove hangs precariously out of his pocket –he had taken it off to eat his own ice cream and he didn’t want the vanilla treat to spill on his new gloves.
“Sorry we are late.” Jin says with a silly smile taking a long lick of his cone.
“We wouldn’t be if the two of you didn’t want ice cream” Maru rolled his eyes and YamaPi grins kissing his cheek with ice cold lips making the other man yelp and flinch away, unable to really move anywhere with both his hands immobile.
“So we are only waiting for Shige and Tego now?” Uchi looks around getting one nod from the older K.K.Kitty boy. Slowly they break off to chat amongst themselves again.
Ryo is half listening to what Jin is babbling about, because he had been babbling about it on the phone before they met here too and Ryo kind of really doesn’t care. He knows he’ll apologize and make it up to Jin later so he tunes out for now. Jin’s ice cream has long since been passed to Kusano because it may be chilly but no one can refuse ice cream. Kusano is sharing it with Uchi, the two of them taking turns passing it back and forth amusing themselves by trying to lick it off each other’s mouths too.
His eyes narrow fixing on the flick of a pink tongue, jealousy instantly floods through his veins heating him and driving away the chill. Koyama takes another delicate lick of the ice cream cone being held by YamaPi and it’s hard to mistake the look the NewS leader is giving the scene.
Ryo seethes because he can’t say anything without looking like the jealous possessive boyfriend he is. Koyama had confessed -after being verbally cornered into it by an annoyed Ryo- that he had messed around with YamaPi quite a bit when they were younger. Ryo’s friendship with their leader had not changed much but he couldn’t help the feelings of annoyance whenever he saw YamaPi looking at Koyama like that. It pissed him off to know that someone else knew what Koyama looked like squirming under a skilled mouth, panting and writhing when things got just a little too intense.
“I thought you said you didn’t want any!” YamaPi laughs as Maru leans it, dragging his tongue up the opposite side of the cone as his fellow Shonen Club host.
“I said I didn’t want one, I never said I didn’t want some of yours.” Koyama is laughing at that and Ryo turns his head trying to ignore it.
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By the end of the movie he is still in a sour mood and not even Uchi will come near him. YamaPi had insisted on sitting on the other side of Koyama in the large dark theatre. Ryo’s boyfriend didn’t object despite knowing that it made Ryo uncomfortable, and Ryo could only glare into the darkness of the seat in front of him.
To make it worse YamaPi kept a running commentary on the film making Koyama bit his lips trying not to laugh. By the time they left Koyama had that beaming look about him that either meant he had a round of really good sex or was having a lot of fun.
Ryo just looked even more pissed off.
“Hey, Koyama.” YamaPi eyed the grumpy looking Ryo with a sly little smile, “Me Jin and Maru are going out drinking tonight, wanna come?” Ryo almost sputtered, and for a moment he had to squish the urge to wrap his arms around Koyama’s tiny waist and screech ‘mine’.
“Nope. I’ve got cleaning to do at home.” Ryo was about to point out bitterly that Koyama had done all the cleaning this morning when Koyama smiled at him. Not one of his huge dorky smiles, but a small tug of his lips and a twinkle in his slanted eyes that told Ryo he was being devious.
“Too bad.” YamaPi mock pouted. “I was trying to spare you from one of Ryo’s bitchy moods.” Grinning he placed a weak punch on the Kansai boy’s upper arm.
“Who are you calling bitchy?” Ryo snapped.
“Ohhh scary.” Jin mocked wrapping his arm around Maru’s slim shoulders and Shige laughed. Tegoshi was leaning on him, looking almost sleep on his feet.
“Koyama has his ways of dealing.” Uchi cackled, and Ryo glared at all of them lifting his head in a haughty way. Koyama had his dorky smile now and graced them with it.
“Well if you all want me to go…” Ryo’s hand closed around his, warm in the cool evening.
“We’re going home.” He all but snarled. He dragged the taller man away ignoring jeers and Jin’s unmistakable crude comments.
He probably would have been in a sour mood all night, but the moment the door closed Koyama was holding him close from behind. Kissing down his neck and Ryo had to struggle to hang onto his anger.
“Why are you mad Ryo?”
“I’m not mad.” Ryo licked his dry lips; he could feel the curve of Koyama’s smile against his skin.
“Really? I could have sworn I saw you getting all pissy.” Ryo turned around in Koyama’s arms.
“I was not pissy.” He bit Koyama’s lower lip gently, glaring at the taller man.
“Okay, why were you upset?” Ryo rolled his eyes, Koyama really should know that.
“I’m not upset.”
“Well if you’re not pissy, mad, or upset then I don’t need to make you feel better.” Pulling away the older man slipped his shoes off, Ryo glared hotly at him. Crossing his arms over his chest he let out a sigh. Koyama vanished deeper into the apartment.
He followed after removing his own shoes; Koyama was at the counter pouring himself a glass of water. Ryo lined their bodies up and pressed up behind him, locking his arms around the other’s chest.
“I’m sorry.” He let his forehead rest on the other’s strong shoulder. “I was mad, and I was upset, but I do not get pissy.”
“…”
“Let me make it up to you?” Ryo licked the side of his neck, blowing on the wet skin- Koyama shivered deliciously.
“Yes.” Ryo grinned to himself hugging Koyama tighter for a moment.
The rational part of his mind knew that he never needed to worry about loosing Koyama to YamaPi. After all he was Ryo Nishikido, he was sexier, more confident, and a hell of a lot better in bed then Yamashita could ever dream.
Still that didn’t stop him from getting a little jealous sometimes. Which was okay, because he liked it when Koyama made him feel better.
Title: A Kitten's Treasure
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Koyama x Ryo, Yuya x Uchi,
Summary: Jealousy is a bad invention
Sitting in his large chair and staring at the television blankly he tried to tell himself that he wasn’t waiting. His eyes flicked to the clock and he pretended it didn’t happen –still, Koyama should be home any minute now. When the key slid into the lock he breathed a sigh of relief and sprung off the chair. Schooling his face into something that looked a little less pathetically eager he leaned against the doorframe waiting for the other to come in.
Koyama slipped off his shoes and looked up to find Ryo leering at him, hip jutting out and bottom lip curled in a naughty pout.
“Good afternoon.” He smiled at his black haired lover and Ryo flicked his tongue against his pink lips.
“Did you have a nice touch up?”
“…Yes.” Koyama shivered because the way Ryo was looking at him made him feel like he’s being hunted.
“Does that mean your legs are nice and smooth again?” Even Ryo can’t keep the excited look off his face and understanding dawns on Koyama. The stupid grin disappears and he schools his features into something a little sexier.
“Wanna find out?”
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“Uchi!” Ryo whined into the cordless phone tucked between his shoulder and his ear. He drew out the ‘ooh’ sound and he could imagine his tall friend wincing.
“If the next word is ‘Koyama’ I’m hanging up now.”
“…” Ryo grinned to himself letting the silence draw out this time fully aware Uchi would break.
“… Okay tell me everything.” Uchi can’t help but be a curious soul.
“Everything?”
“Everything that has to do with… whatever it is that’s bothering you.” Ryo sighs letting his hip hit the counter and he leans on it watching his dinner cook. Tonight he needs to make dinner only for himself but the urge to double the portions is still there.
“Koyama.”
“Obviously.” Uchi is being unusually sarcastic tonight but Ryo can’t expect to have a monopoly on that now can he. “What’s wrong in paradise this week?” Making a face to himself he wonders if he should just hang up now because Uchi isn’t being very nice to him.
“…” Struggling to put his thoughts in words Uchi would understand. “If you were to flirt with some cute guy would Yuya get mad at you?”
“Not like you do.”
“But he would be mad?”
“Sort of yes, he gets kind of sulky… it’s too cute.” Ryo’s turn to make an annoyed sound, they were not here to talk about how cute Yuya was –he got enough of that face to face- they were here to talk about him and Koyama.
“And if Yuya was fawning over some piece of ass.”
“I’d drag him home and tie him to the bed.” Uchi said without pause.
“That’s what I mean! Every time I flirt with someone Koyama doesn’t care.” There was a snort from the other end and Ryo bristled.
“Do you really believe that? Just because Koyama doesn’t throw a fit and stomp around like you-“
“I do not.”
“- doesn’t mean he isn’t jealous.” Ryo sighed heavily. “Koyama has his own way of doing things, you of all people should know that Ryo.”
“I do… still.”
“Well, next time you’re out; get all close and see what he does.”
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It wasn’t that he doubted Koyama, after all the older man had showed him again and again that Ryo could trust him. It was that Ryo wanted it to show sometimes, he didn’t really go for public displays of affection but it would still be nice to watch Koyama squirm. They were at the bar with Jin and company; Kame had situated himself with Tackey and the dance floor –Tsubasa was busy and Kame was the baby sitter.
Ryo was sitting at the bar watching the people around him, Koyama had retreated to a booth with Kusano, Shige and Massu. Maru had pleaded ill –Ryo knew he just didn’t like dancing when Jin and YamaPi were around- and Ueda had taken to his side for the night. Junno as usual claimed a date and would not give a name, some doubted this person even existed, or either of them was embarrassed by the relationship –either way it was the longest Junno had ever kept a secret.
There were probably more people supposed to come out, but they seemed less and less important with every long drink he took of his beer. There was a cute guy across the bar from him, looking at him every so often and smiling softly when Ryo looked up. Koyama wasn’t paying any attention to him so he downed the rest of the drink and moved to go sit beside his admirer.
“Caught you looking.” Ryo grinned and slid smoothly onto the stool.
“Can’t help it. You’re hot. Someone like you unattached.”
“I’m thirsty.” It wasn’t the smoothest change of topics he’d ever made, but it could be excused.
“Well then I’ll have to buy you a drink.”
Ryo carefully glanced over his shoulder, and caught Koyama toying with his straw, twirling it through long dextrous fingers and smiling at something Shige said. He had to push the urge to go sit on the other’s lap and nibble on those beautiful fingers.
“Are you listening to me?”
“No… I mean yes what?” Ryo flicked his eyes back to the man and got a small smile.
“I asked what you want to drink.”
“Vodka and coke, I’m buying next okay?” Ryo smiled in a way that he knew made his eyes look the best.
“Alright.” He looked again at Koyama this time he was listening intently at something that Massu was saying, running his fingers around the rim of his cup. When enough liquid had gathered on his index finger he brought it to his lips and licked it away. His eyes were glued to the pale fingers, wrapping around the glass to take a drink.
Koyama knew Ryo was looking at him, he could feel the heat of the other’s gaze and as he brought his finger to his lips he licked it gently. Flicking his pink tongue against the skin and wondering how long it would be until Ryo came back to him. No one ever wondered about him when he did these things, Shige had told him once. ‘Unconsciously erotic’ he’d said, the way Koyama didn’t himself seem to notice, and yet it drew eyes and the innocent façade made it all the more appealing.
Right now it didn’t seem to be working.
“I want to dance.” Jin announced as he plopped down in the seat beside Koyama, Massu cuts off half way through what he’s saying.
“I’ll go.” Koyama stands and stretches his arms over his head, and Jin’s eyes watch the place where his shirt rides up- just a little. Jin’s hand takes his and he’s being dragged to the dance floor.
Shige laughs as he watches his best friend start to get into the music and the way Jin’s hands run over his body. Massu gives him a weird look.
“What’s up with him?” Kusano frowns, it feels like Koyama suddenly dumped them.
“Koyama’s unhappy with Ryo. Look.” Shige nods at where Ryo is sitting, trying hard to listen to the other man while he twitches trying to resist the urge to go get Koyama. While the tall boy has to have been taking lessons from Jin because they move all to perfectly together, hips swivelling in a beat that is all their own, hands all over each other.
He can take it up to the point where Koyama throws his head back on Jin’s shoulder, and Jin’s hand is on his hip keeping them moving in time. He can take his best friend grinding into his boyfriend’s back, but he cannot take the look of rapture on Koyama’s face. Or the fact that YamaPi is here now and looking at the scene like it’s something yummy and he’s craving it.
“Sorry.” Ryo growls low in the back of his throat, stalking up to where his Koyama is dancing.
“Mine mine mine!” Ryo all but screeches, latching his arms around Koyama’s skinny torso. He can hear all of their friends laughing at him, but it’s not funny. Threading his fingers in Koyama’s hair he pulls the other down for a harsh kiss. “Mine.” He hisses once more just in case Jin didn’t hear him.
Koyama grinned to himself. He doesn’t get jealous, he gets even.
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Date: 2006-12-08 07:17 am (UTC)Ryo is to adorable when jealous.