20 Ryo Drabbles

[lilly0]

Title: Ryo-centric drabbles
Pairing: in that order: RyoMaru, Yasube/Hiroko (Chonmage Purin), TakkiRyo, RyoUchi, RyoPi, KameRyo, Aso/Aya (1 Litre of Tears), MatsuRyo, RyoJin, Shomei/Michiko (Yorozu), NinoRyo, YokoRyo, Ryusei/Ryuzaki (Orthros), Ryo/Sakai Masato, YasuRyo, Kudo/Date (JOKER), Ryo/Saito Kazuyoshi, Ryokura, HinaRyo, SubaRyo
Rating: PG-R
Drabbles
Beta: kitkaos
Genre: romance, some are AU, some slice of life, some angsty, some het, some fluffy
Summary: Written a few months ago, when I tried to get back into writing Ryo-chan. Switched on my mp3-player and wrote a drabble, inspired by the song that was playing. It kind of worked :D I hope someone is interested in this... I doubt it though ^^


RyoMaru
Starlight Kiss by Arashi
Ryo sparkles, he shines, Maru thinks. There is so much about him that just radiates. He has once told these thoughts to Yoko, voicing them very clearly though, how much Ryo shines, how much Maru admires him. He described him with colourful words, trying to sound as bright and radiant as Ryo is, to capture his sunrays with words. Yoko just looked at him like Maru had lost his mind, looked at him for a long time, then the look in his eyes turned softer all of a sudden before it turned into pity. “It’s okay, Maru-chan,” Yoko said at that time and patted his shoulder.
Maru had no idea what he meant back then, why he said something like that. However, when he watches how Ryo practises for their newest songs, laughs and jokes around with Yasu and Okura, Maru’s thoughts get a bit clearer. He can somewhat understand what Yoko meant. However, he isn’t sure if he is okay with it, wants it to be like that.
When Ryo turns around though and waves at him, signalling him to join them, he can’t help it. Something inside him jumps in happiness, a tingling feeling spreading through him. He steps closer to his friends, trying to be as close to Ryo as possible, capture some of his rays of sunlight, see his smile at its fullest. If Ryo is happy, he just feels the happiest too. It’s enough. He doesn’t need more.


Yasube Kijima/Yusa Hiroko (Chonmage Purin)
One-night Stand by Sarah Connor
Sometimes when he closes his eyes, he sees Hiroko in front of him again. Remembers her smile, her laugh, the way she let him into her life and gave him a home when he didn’t have one. Kind and gentle and still strong. He remembers how she looked after her son, all alone, how he himself suddenly warmed up towards her, how they finally exchanged a kiss before he had to disappear again.
He thinks about her when he creates his new desserts, presenting them to his Shogun, who has made Kijima his private cook. With that he has gained not only a lot of recognition but also quite some respect. His master wants more desserts, more creations. Kijima smiles a little when he creates a new dessert made from green tea. It tastes a little bitter but sweet at the same time. Hiroko would have liked it, she was have smiled while eating it, eyes gleaming in delight. He wonders if she thinks about him too, if he can get famous enough here so that even in her time, hundreds of years later, they will know his name. That’s why he is working so hard, why he wants to build a reputation people will remember. Because he wants her to remember too.


TakkiRyo
Call on me by Eric Prydz
Takki watches him secretly, like he always does. He is glad that Ryo hasn’t realized it. Be glad that he is a little dense, Tsubasa tends to joke with a teasing grin, but Takki knows it’s not because Ryo is dense. He isn’t, he knows that he isn’t. It’s more like Ryo gets drawn into a task so much that he doesn’t see or hear anything else.
Also now he only turns around a little and nods at Takki politely. Takki waits for Ryo’s rehearsal to end before he steps closer. “Going for dinner?” he asks.
Ryo shrugs a bit. “I don’t have any plans yet,” he says and there is an unusual smile on his lips, something Takki hasn’t seen on him yet. Like he knows, like he has indeed seen and realized a little bit, not only been focused on his work. He wonders when Ryo became that confident, when he changed into this mature person. “You want to come?” Ryo asks now, almost casually.
Definitely not dense, Takki thinks when he nods.


RyoUchi
Smooth by Carlos Santana
Uchi is like a song, Ryo thinks sometimes, one of those songs where one doesn’t know if it’s a sad or a fun song, or an exhausting one, a difficult to understand one with meaningful lyrics, one that is just light and bland, or a typical summer song. He can be demanding and fun, annoying and difficult to handle, has issues with all kinds of things but at the same time he just pulls Ryo out of any gloomy feelings. He can be alluring and sweet when he really tries, and wants attention the next second.
“Which one should I wear?” Uchi asks and shows Ryo two shirts. He sneaks a little closer to Ryo and places a kiss on his neck, like it’s the most normal situation to do that.
Ryo shrugs. “The white one.”
For a moment Uchi nods, he is about to put on said shirt, when he suddenly puts it aside again. “Nah-“ he says with a little pout. “I look fat in that one.”
A song with issues probably.



RyoPi
Kaze no mukou e by Arashi
Ryo can’t even remember the last time he hung out with Pi. It was so long ago, although they used to hang out regularly, met all the time, even if it was just for casual meetings. Pi was always an interesting mixture of trying hard to be cool and being a dork at the same time. He could be nice too if he wanted to. For a long time he was the only friend Ryo had. It’s this last thought that makes Ryo angle for his phone and dial Pi’s number. He still knows it by heart.
“Yes?” Pi answers.
“It’s me.”
“Ah!” Pi says and to Ryo’s relief he sounds happy. Something inside Ryo relaxes, he leans back into his sofa, listens to what Pi is telling him, his words dripping down on him like a soft summer rain. It’s weirdly soothing and makes him feel thankful and happy.
“Do you want to drop by?” Ryo hears himself ask all of a sudden.
There is a pause on the other end, before Pi laughs. “Sure,” he says. When Ryo hangs up, he has to smile. It’s almost like the old days. At least for a moment. He knows it’s soon going to be stressful again, but he doesn’t mind. They will most likely always be there for each other.


KameRyo
Californication by Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Sometimes Ryo moves his fingers over Kame’s waist carefully, touching his back and his neck. His touches are light not to startle Kame, not to wake him up. At one point he normally draws back before he wraps his arms around Kame and snuggles up against him, drifting to sleep as well. Sometimes he can feel how Kame’s fingers touch his arm then, grabbing it carefully. Sometimes Kame doesn’t move at all. Ryo wonders how long it will take for Kame to open his heart and mind to him completely. He knows he has been hurt previously and is careful and cold because of that; so it comes as an even happier surprise to Ryo when Kame gives him these little signs. Like right now, when he can feel Kame’s hands rubbing over Ryo’s arms carefully while Ryo is hugging him tightly. Kame moves a little in his arms, leaning closer into him. It’s just a small sign, given in a dozing state by Kame’s subconscious, but it’s more than last week and more than yesterday.


Asou Haruto/Ikeuchi Aya (1 litre of tears)
Stereo by Nishikido Ryo
For Aya’s smile Haruto is willing to do just anything. He likes the way her eyes shine when she sees him, how she sometimes takes his hand without noticing. Her body is so weak, but her mind is strong, basically sweeping him off his feet. He needs to try hard to hold back then, not to hug her, not to tell her how much she means to him. His feelings would probably overstrain her and remind her of dreams she is not allowed to have anymore because she won’t live long enough. But still, he can do as much as possible now by just being there, by just showing her how beautiful and amazing she is. It’s enough for him.
“Asou-kun?” Her voice is tired and small and he bends forward, kneels down in front of her wheelchair to hear a bit better. Her lips form words but he isn’t too sure what she is saying. In the end, she doesn’t say anything, just smiles. He returns the smile awkwardly, not sure what to do and say. So he stands up, grabbing her wheelchair again. “Let’s watch the fish,” he says.
“Hm,” she hums, but smiles a little.



MatsuRyo
Should I stay or should I go by The Clash
“You just need to say one word,” Jun says and leans back against the counter of his kitchen. He taps against its surface with his fingers, looking a little impatient. “Just yes. Or no. And I will understand.”
Ryo watches his movements carefully. Sees how Jun’s hands move over the table, his fingers drawing patterns there now. Jun looks tired, he thinks, exhausted. Probably from all the work and the non-stop arguing with Ryo. It should be easier, he thinks, shouldn’t be that complicated. Why is it impossible for them to just hug and kiss and go to bed with each other? Why does it need to be that difficult?
“I don’t know,” he finally says and his voice sounds hoarse. “I mean, I like you-“ he adds. So, yes, he continues in his mind, please stay. But we probably fight too much, the voice suddenly nags at him. So, no, please go.
Jun sighs before he takes a glass of wine into his hand. He walks towards the living room now. “Tell me when you know,” Jun says. He sounds a little tensed and Ryo wonders if it’s really okay to leave it like this. But right now he isn’t ready for a decision. He can just watch Jun from this position, wondering about what they want and what is best for them. He honestly doesn’t know.



RyoJin
Stronger by Britney Spears
Ryo goes through the numbers of his phone, through the messages and missed calls. He has had several from Jin, like every day. He wonders once more if he should delete them or not. Sometimes he wants to just delete his number, erase all the messages and every sign of him. But then, he is just so freaking weak, clinging to all these fucking, stupid memories he has and he can’t delete them because his mind just goes blank then. He curls up somewhere and cries at that point.
I miss you, he reads in one of the messages. And: Call me. Just to talk.
Ryo sighs and puts the phone aside. He doesn’t delete the message, yet again. He can’t. Just leaves it be the way it is. Jin is probably going to flood him with messages in a few days again. It’s stupid and probably pathetic and sad and crushing but Ryo just can’t bring himself to cut all the bonds between them. Even if he doesn’t reply to any of the calls, there is still a connection. He can’t destroy it even if the man he once knew so well and loved so much disappeared completely. He can’t break these bonds. Not yet.




Abeno Shomei/Tadano Michiko (Yorozu Uranaidokoro Onmyoya e Yokoso)
Eyes like yours by Shakira
Michiko is probably the most difficult woman he has ever met. She is almost too natural in her reactions, like a child. Idealistic and naïve at the same time. She has never even touched a man, still she has such high expectations and even higher dreams. She judges him and at the same time is so dependent on him.
“Here,” he says and places some tarot cards in front of her. “That’s you.”
“What?” She sounds almost insulted. She probably is, like always. “I’m a siren? The ones that allure men to the sea and kill them?”
“No. Not like that.” Shomei grins, merely to piss her off even more. “But you are strangely innocent in your motives, though they are good most of the time; you don’t think that much about the outcome; you are passionate but almost too dangerously naïve.”
She is probably going to throw the cards at him and slap him. It wouldn’t be the first time, so he doesn’t mind much. To his surprise though nothing like that happens. She just stares at him, her eyes wide in surprise. “Thanks,” she says.
Now it’s him who stares at her in surprise. She isn’t taking it as an insult to her pride? Apparently she truly isn’t offended, because she smiles a little, blushing even. This woman is difficult, he thinks once more, more than any other he has ever met.


NinoRyo
Explosion by Kanjani8
Nino doesn’t take any prisoners, that’s what Ryo tells himself over and over again. It might be a weird comparison, but still, it’s what comes to his mind when he receives Nino’s message with the words, Today, lunch?
Ryo can’t say no then, he never seems to be able to decline. Most of the time they don’t even get to have lunch or dinner or coffee though because mostly Nino seizes him immediately when he finds him in the dressing room, his lips so demanding that Ryo doesn’t even question what they are doing here. He is drawn in by Nino then, by his kisses, his touches, his voice. He can’t help but to want him so freaking much then.
Nino doesn’t take prisoners, he repeats his thoughts from before when he watches how Nino puts on his clothes again, after only twenty minutes of sex – it has to be fast after all, because they still have a schedule and work to do, and Nino is pretty straightforward anyway. Nino nods a little towards him, smiling. “Till next time,” he says. Before Nino leaves though he turns around a little, a soft smile gracing his lips. “I’ll call you,” he adds, the tone in his voice warm now.
No prisoners?


YokoRyo
Waving flag by K’nan
It should be easier, probably, Yoko thinks when he watches Ryo talking to Subaru. He seems natural then, seems like he is having fun. He never laughs and looks like that when he talks to Yoko. Never smiles like that, never do his eyes shine. They are weirdly clouded then. Not like when he was younger, a child clinging to Yoko, asking him for advice whenever he had a problem. Ryo doesn’t do that anymore, doesn’t cling to him, doesn’t ask for advice. He has grown up into a man who makes his own decisions, who isn’t dependent anymore. He has grown up strong and free, while Yoko seems to get more unsure and restricted with every year he grows, with every month, every day.
Ryo turns around now, looks at him. He smiles first and Yoko feels his stomach being turned upside down. It’s so fucking difficult. Ryo frowns all of a sudden and turns away again. Out of the corner of his eyes, Yoko can see Subaru staring at him and rolling his eyes in annoyance. Subaru moves his hand into flipping the bird.
Yoko doesn’t quite understand. Where is the problem? Why is Subaru upset with him now? You are the problem, Subaru whispers almost silently, when he walks by him, like he has read the question in his eyes. “It’s you.”



Aoi Ryosuke/Ryuzaki Shinji (Orthros no Inu)
Life goes on from Arashi
“You are alive.” Ryosuke smiles when he reaches for Shinji’s arm and pulls him out of the water, far away from the people watching them.
“Sorry,” Shinji mumbles. He tries to smile but he is feeling weirdly sick, so he lets Ryosuke drag him along, lets him pull him out of the water. He is surprisingly strong, a lot stronger than he looks, but then, Shinji has underestimated him all the time.
“You won’t leave, will you?” Shinji asks when they finally reach a safer place. He drops down on the ground then, can feel how Ryosuke lies down next to him. “I won’t,” Ryosuke says and he smiles the warm and encouraging smile Shinji hasn’t been able to show him before. It’s self-confident and strong. “I won’t,” Ryosuke repeats and Shinji nods. His lips draw upward a little, it’s not really the reaction of happiness he wanted to show Ryosuke, not the way he wants to thank him. So weak, really. But his brother just keeps smiling and nods. It’s enough for him, enough to cling to. Enough for Shinji to cling to Ryosuke.


Ryo/Sakai Masato
I still haven’t found what I’m looking for by U2
“Here’s the book I promised you,” Masato says during a break of their shooting while he taps the book against Ryo’s forehead softly. He smiles a bit, a little bashfully probably.
“Thank you.” Ryo nods. He is surprised by how well he is able to do that, to just hide everything. He even manages to smile a bit, much to his own surprise. Like they had never spent these nights together, made promises that Masato broke later on by telling him things like, You are too young. There is too much between us. Or, You should look for someone that fits you better. Someone who can make you happy.
Masato fit pretty well, Ryo thinks, when he looks at the book in his hands. It’s a book with old Japanese poems – Masato loves them, always has. He read some of them to Ryo a few weeks ago, his voice so soft and alluring.
Ryo is about to hide the book from his sight when he notices a piece of paper dropping out of it. When he angles for it carefully while no one is watching, he has to swallow a bit. Ryo, you are wonderful. It’s not your fault. Please take it as a present and believe me that I truly loved you. I wish you happiness with someone that fits you perfectly and can fulfil all your dreams.
Idiot, Ryo thinks when he puts the book aside. Dreams are something you could build up together with a person. Not alone.
Such an idiot. Ryo goes to the toilet and closes the door behind him, doesn’t want anyone to see him cry. He wonders if he should just throw the note away, make it disappear in the toilet. But then he doesn’t. He can’t. You are so stupid, Ma-chan.


YasuRyo
Fantastic Music by Yokoyama Yu
“So, who do you think looks best?” Yasu asks when he sits down next to Ryo. A little bit too close probably but it’s okay, because it’s Yasu.
“Hm.” Ryo chews on his pen. “Subaru looks good in those clothes, but the hair style-”
“6 out of 10?” Yasu suggests.
“Make it 7.”
“Fine.” Yasu nods and writes the number down on his list.
“Yoko?”
“7. Hair is good but the clothes look so weird,” Ryo answers calmly. “And Shingo?”
Yasu tilts his head, watching the older member for a while. “I’d say 7 as well. All in all, it’s okay.”
They both grin a little at the result. “We should probably never show them,” Yasu says.
“Probably not,” Ryo agrees.
When Hina turns around a little, looking at them with questioning eyes, Yasu makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. It’s nothing. Ryo chuckles, allowing Yasu to slip closer a bit. “You are a 9, minimum,” Yasu whispers teasingly. Then he gets up all of a sudden. Winks at Ryo and heads away. Ryo stays back, flustered and a bit confused. He wonders what Yasu just evaluated about him. His clothes? His hair style, his whole person? He watches as the latter moves around a bit, looking at him with a smile.
It doesn’t matter. Ryo leans back and grins. A 9 out of 10 – minimum! – is pretty good, no matter what Yasu wanted to tell him by that.


Kudo Kenji/Date Kazuyoshi (JOKER Yurusarezaru Sosakan)
Vienna Calling by Falco
In his entire life Kudo has never been on vacation. He just remembers that fact spontaneously when he and Date move to the rather small hotel. Fortunately it’s not half as shady as he thought it would be. In fact it is even pretty nice – rather old, but tidy and charming.
He has never been on a freaking vacation before! Unbelievable. Well, this is not a vacation either, rather a job, but who cares! He is in Europe; never been there before. Date of course has seen various places already. He smiles when Kudo voices his fascination once they are inside the hotel.
When they step into the elevator, they are all alone and before Kudo can even react at all, he can already feel Date pushing him against the mirror, his hands already roaming over his body. “Don’t overthink,” he says when he kisses Kudo.
Kudo basically freezes, not sure what to make out of that. The hell with it, he finally manages to think. He is in freaking Europe, so far away, and he is going to share a damn room with Date. It’s almost vacation like that. Don’t overthink.


Ryo/Saito Kazuyoshi
Kyuu jyou show by Kanjani8
Ryo and Saito meet up regularly, at Saito’s place mostly because it’s further away from the pulsating city and Ryo likes how calm it is sometimes. They tend to eat together then, just something normal and simple, because Saito doesn’t like fancy. They watch a movie here and there with Ryo forcing weird French movies on Saito. Most of the time they end up kissing then. Saito is pretty spontaneous, so it happens pretty suddenly every time and mostly Ryo doesn’t even know how he finally reached Saito’s bed. It’s only when he wakes up that he is surprised at how easy it is for Saito to seduce him. It’s so easy. He blushes at these thoughts but he doesn’t mind much either, as long as it’s good for both of them. Later when they have slept a little they meet outside on the balcony, both of them with their guitars. It’s like a dream for Ryo to play with Saito like that, to have his hero accompany him on his guitar. It’s so surreal. All of it is. “You are making that face again,” Saito says with a chuckle. “If you look that cute I might need to drag you to bed again.”
Ryo smiles brightly “Won’t stop you if you want to. At your age one shouldn’t hold back,” he teases.
Saito laughs loudly at that. “Well, thank you,” he says while his fingers move over Ryo’s cheek. “Let’s finish the song first,” he suggests. “Then, I’ll see what I can do about the rest.”
“Fine with me,” Ryo answers. Anything about Saito is alluring, he thinks, he is just as happy to play music with him as he is when Saito wants him, longs for him. He is happy to have it all.


RyOkura
Macho Macho by Reinhard Fendrich
“You are always flirting,” Okura’s fingers move over Ryo’s hips. “So naïve, so stupid.”
“Don’t call me stupid,” Ryo huffs but before he can complain anymore, he can feel how Ohkura kisses him, maybe a little too roughly.
“I’m going to get back at you for that,” Ryo threatens, but Okura covers his mouth and smirks, then his lips are suddenly pressed against his neck, probably leaving leaving a mark here and there. Ryo wants to complain and remind Okura of the upcoming rehearsals – he hates turtleneck shirts! – but he can’t because Okura is all over him. He just gets pulled along by it. He wonders who is more stupid, more naïve, more flirting. Probably they are both idiots.
“I’m going to get back at you,” Ryo mumbles when he lets Okura push him towards the bed.
But Okura doesn’t say anything, like most of the time. Nothing new about that either. Yes, Ryo nods to himself, pretty stupid, both of them.


HinaRyo
Beautiful by Christina Aguilera
Ryo doesn’t even know when it started but from time to time he can’t bear the pressure anymore, locks himself into the bathroom. It’s like he is in a trance then, like it’s not him crying silently without knowing why. It’s a different person and he is the outsider watching, his mind separated from his body. He doesn’t even know when it started, he has no idea.
“Ryo-chan?”
Ryo’s head snaps up, he turns around a little, shocked that he hasn’t locked the door. Hina leans against the doorframe for a while, doesn’t say anything. Then he steps a little closer, locks the door behind him and takes a towel. He soaks it with cold water and wraps it around Ryo’s neck. It’s only then that Ryo realizes that he has been crying. He is even more shocked than Hina probably is, his heart beating against his chest madly. “Fuck,” he curses. “I-“
“I know,” Hina says and sits down next to him. His fingers brush through Ryo’s hair affectionately. He smiles a little. “If you feel like that again, give me a call, and I’m there, immediately.”
Ryo wants to tell him that he doesn’t have any power over it, over his feelings and his depressive feelings. But Hina just looks so freaking confident with so much faith in him that he nods a little. “I can try.”
“Good,” Hina says, like it’s the most normal thing in the world and Ryo is pretty sure that Hina isn’t going to give up that easily, that he is going to pester him a lot and butt into his business. But it’s probably okay like that. Maybe.



SubaRyo
White Xmas by Kat-tun
“It’s snowing.” Ryo looks up at the sky, eyes wide. “It’s only September.” He is mesmerized, a little shocked, and so fascinated that he hurries outside.
He can feel how Subaru is following him, his steps swallowed by the asphalt but still Ryo can feel his presence. He turns around a little, turning his hands so that the snowflakes fall on his open palms.
Subaru smiles a bit. He doesn’t seem so excited but still he seems pretty happy, Ryo thinks. “Come on,” Ryo says, grabs Subaru’s arm and pulls him into the whiteness around them. Soon Subaru’s hair is covered in/with snow, the snowflakes falling so thickly that he can hardly see him. But Subaru’s fingers are wrapped around his hand as he follows Ryo into the snow. He doesn’t say anything, nor does he voice any complaint or excitement but Ryo is happy with him just being here, and with the snow covering them completely. A little escape from a normal day, of a normal week, within a normal month.

A/N: I hope you liked this :D I've experimented quite a bit with different pairings :D Tell me what you think please~