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@oldebihead
Oi. OI! Wtf, stop with the weed, youâre scaring the shit out of me! (From ebihead)
Is this you asking me to share with you but like... the shy version?
@ebihead
You can keep it all for yourself. I donât need that shit. If you need it, fine, but donât act all awkward to me like that. Dude. Youâve been singing
Oi. OI! Wtf, stop with the weed, youâre scaring the shit out of me! (From ebihead)
Is this you asking me to share with you but like... the shy version?
@ebihead
Wtf?! I manipulate boxing matches but I donât do drugs, thatâs a whole other fucked up level. Really, itâs scary seeing you like that
Sakura Matsuri
The silence between them wasnât an unpleasant one. They enjoyed the sight that this hold for them and that was warmly tainted by the setting sun.
Sento loved every second.
That bold remark was answered by a bright smile but he wouldnât run. He wouldnât hurry. This was an evening to enjoy and so he took his sweet ass time to catch up and take a good look at the booths that were typically for those kind of festivals. Normally Sento was the one who would recognize things like that first but he was maybe too caught up in the moment and so he followed Ryugaâs glance to the kid and smiled at it brightly, in pure Sento manner before he waved to him an his mother happily. âYou think borrowing a Yukata would be digsuise enough?â he questioned the whole situation doubtfully and looked around. âYou could also borrow a whole Geisha costume!â
One corner of his mouth twitched when he heard that last snarky comment. âYou could borrow a dragon costume, you wouldnât even need a face mask.â, he snapped back and punched his friendâs shoulder. âIdiot!â Ryugaâs head shifted from right to left and back again until he found what he was looking for: a place where they were actually able to borrow yukatas. âThere!â The brunette pointed into the direction of the booth he had discovered, and now it was his turn to grab Sentoâs hand and drag him along. There it was again, a strange sensation in his chest which he largely ignored. There was no way in hell he would destroy that day by giving in to actually overthinking the first time in his life.
âMaybe they have an oni costume for youâ, he teased without looking at him while browsing the outfits until he picked out some rather unusual colors for himself - plain white with just a few light colored patterns. Changing was fast, and just a bit later he crossed his arms and stood in front of his friend feeling slightly awkward. Even the ebis in his hair were gone, only a couple of curls were left.
âSo, what did you pick, demon physicist?â
Sakura Matsuri
God damn, why was it even such a big deal if itâs a date or not. They were here, together, thatâs all that actually counted. Even with that stiff and now heating up body underneath him. Sento just grinned gleefully when the other pressed his head against his chest and he wasnât able to ignore that fast beating hard anymore. Somehow it was a nice feeling. âI will never die from sleep deprivation, donât worry. If this is even possible it would have already happened.â But then he listened up and his eyes lit up a bit. Holy shit, this was actually becomign a full-blown date by now and even his heart raced up a bit. While being pushed away Sento just rolled over on the grass and crossed his arms behind his head to still watch up. His gaze slowly shifted from the sakura framed light blue sky to the man who meant so much to him (and if yomeone would have asked him which sight he enjoyed the most, Sento wouldnât have been able to answer this, honestly.).
âSlow, slow, musclebrain. Are you so starved already or just want to escape this serenity?â But Sento knew that their romantic sakura matsuri time was already over and he wasnât an idiot to ask for some more time. This was even more than he ever expected and so he sighed heavily and slowly stood up to follow that idiotâs lead down to the fair or whatever it was. âWith you itâs a first so letâs not care if itâs actually an overall-first.â and while saying this he realized something that dragged down his mood a bit even though he tried hard to not let it be visible to Ryuga.
Maybe this was their time now. They should do all the firsts they are able to because⊠who knew how much time they had left at this pointâŠ.
And with this thought on his mind he grabbed Banjouâs hand and made a few steps backwards, dragged him with him to make it clear to finally get going. Just when the other finally moved he slowly let his hand go, letting it gently slip out of his grip and with their eyes locked in this very moment and an easy smile on his lips and a heavy one on his heart he maybe⊠maybe fell a little bit.
When his friend tried to slow him down by asking a couple of questions, his facial expression turned into a question mark itself. âEscape this what?â, he replied dumbfoundedly, but decided to not bother any further. After all, this was neither the first nor the last time he didnât quite follow what Sento was talking about.Â
He couldnât even reflect upon what has happened any further because Sento was on his feet faster than his own brain functioned, which was nothing new if he was completely honest. Maybe it was just out of instinct that he grabbed the hand that reached out to him as well, perhaps it was just a reflex that he, for the blink of an eye, tried to hold on to the hand before it was gone again. Something happened in his mind as well during these short moments, but Ryuga couldnât quite pin it down. A second later, it was forgotten until he would have time alone with his thoughts again, and so he broke eye contact fairly quickly as well. âYou speak too much nonsense, you know that? Firsts are firsts.â He buried his hands inside the pockets of his pants and casually strolled along the small river next to sento towards the fair. The shining lights could be seen from a distance, and the closer they got to the square the more cherry trees and lantern decoration could be seen. With the sun slowly setting, the view was just beautiful, burning, bright and still everything was engulfed in warm rays of light.
âThis is even better than I imagined!â, he exclaimed and hurried a bit more, just looking back over his shoulder when he reached the entrance to the market... fair.. whatever it was in the end. Maybe a mix of both. âYouâre awfully slow today!â, he teased him. However, a second later a thought indeed crossed his mind. âShouldnât we rather be disguised? I mean, people know us, and some are already watching...â He glanced to the side where parents hurriedly dragged their kid away which was pointing towards the two of them.
Sakura Matsuri
Bright laughter escaped from his lips when Banjo said that and stuttered afterwards like an idiot that he was. âOh dear, I thought sex comes last at a perfect date. Not somewhere at the beginning!â he joked and patted Banjouâs chest to calm the fuck down again. âWould have bet that youâre way to shy for something like that in public~â he also added and couldnât help but still smile at the whole situation. Of course he didnât get all of this wrong but that wouldnât keep him from making a bit fun of it but being held like this made him actually wonder if Ryuga really though of this as absolutely everything but not a date. Wether he was deeply afraid of the thought that this is a date or he actually wished for it to be one but being to rejective to admit hat. But Sento would never know until Banjo was honest and this was totally not the time to ask or confront him with such a question.
âActually I donât want to sleep. Itâs the first time we are casually out for some fun and I donât want to waste that rare time with sleeping. I can rest enough when Iâm dead.â Maybe his words wouldnât reach the musclebrain but at least Sento was 100% honest with him here. âEven though itâs lovely to lay around like this for a moment.â
So to Sento this was a date after all! He knew it right from the start, or at least he should have known it. Instinctively he pressed his friendâs head tighter against his chest just so that he wouldnât be able to see the creeping shade of red on his cheeks. Why did that make heat rise into his head at all, though? He couldnât find a logical explanation and just came to the conclusion that it must be a combination of their closeness plus the weather. No, Ryuga, donât talk about the weather now. God damn. This canât be so hard, itâs just a casual day out with a friend, and you wanted to start to talk about the damn weather.
âI donât want you to die.â, he replied instead, which might not be a much smarter way to continue a conversation. But actually - âI have an idea!â, he blurted out and really did hope that would relieve the awkwardness of the situation. âThereâs this market, fair, whatever thing a few miles down the road. Letâs go there, I bet they have great food!â Good. This was better. That said, he sat up again and pushed Sento away in the motion. âMaybe thatâs another thing you never experienced before!â
Sakura Matsuri
Just letting it happen and making the best out of the situation was the best they could have done anyways and so did Sento. Laughter escaped the physicistâs lip at that bet. The funniest part was that Ryuga actually believed that he stood a chance against him and saw himself in the position to make such demands. âItâs all about maths in the End, Banjou. Do you really wanna opush your luck like this?â he warned him because he was not that keen on submitting to such a weak bet.âAnd on a sidenote: I totally do not want or need a stuffed animal, kinnikubaka. Iâm fine with sleeping alone. Actually I even prefer that.â he explained and once more wondered what was going on in the ex-boxerâs head to come to such conclusions. Aside from teasing him.
âBowling it is then. Any wishes on how to spent the time inbetween?â he then asked and slowly closed his eyes. The early spring sunâs warmth was comfortig and soothing and being here with Banjou added to it. He began to truely relax and while calming down his body realozed how tired he actually was. âWe should stop lying around or else I will fall asleep for a good nightâs rest or two.â
With a somehwat worried look in his eyes Ryuga averted his gaze from the sky to get a better look at his friend. He was well aware that he was overworked and that this took its toll on his health, but it was new for Sento to openly admit it.
âSo what?â, he just replied casually. After a moment of hesitation, he shoved his arm under his friendâs head, grabbed him and pulled him a bit closer, completely hindering him from sitting up. âIf youâre tired, you sleep. Itâs rare for you to admit that you need a break, so take it.â, he murmured while looking away again, slowly closing his own eyes. Really, it didnât matter if he fell asleep in his arms. As much as it made him nervous to think about it, he couldnât help but at least intenrally smile like an idiot. Calm down, man.
âIf I told you that I was tired, would you stop arguing and just sleep with me here?â It was too late when Ryuga realized what he actually had said, and the shock could be felt when his whole body tensed up. âI mean- like, together. Here. Next to each other, you know!â, he corrected himself hurriedly.
Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse's body. )
That okayish for a not-date? @tensairider
Yeah... I guess that works. For starters.
Okayish? That means itâs still to improve. What would you wish to see me like?
More like.. oversized hoodies and ripped jeans. Donât know, something like that.
That okayish for a not-date? @tensairider
Yeah... I guess that works. For starters.
That okayish for a not-date? @tensairider
Sakura Matsuri
No matter how Banjou actually meant that, Sento was already grinning meaningful at the attractiveness-part. But he had the decency to just shut up and just enjoy it. After all even to himself his face was attractive and handsome and in a weird way appealing.
âPheeeewâŠ..â Sento rose his eyebrows while his brain worked itâs ass off on where to start and not to get some off thoughts on the term >first times<. What the hell was wrong with him today anway?? âSince I have a strong connections to dogs I highly assume that I had one as a child. Love those little angels!â he kinda squealed but got hold of his composure again quite quickly. âAnd going to a petting zoo wouldnât be the first choice of a day out with you. Letâs rather have some action! Bowling sounds nice. But I bet you wouldnât stand a chance even though itâs my first time. Or at least I think itâs my first time.â
Sento pushed the other guy down to ground again an rested his head on his shoulder again. It was a nice feeling to share this moment together and feeling the petals covering them like with a soft blanket.
Had Ryuga seen that scene from above, he would have laughed and called out gaaaay. However, being part of that very scene himself, he only felt awkward for the first couple of seconds and started to even enjoy the closeness a bit afterwards. He tried his hardest not to give couple vibes to the outside because that would just be oh so wrong, so he tried to ignore that Sento was using him as a pillow for the most part.
âBowling it is, then! I know a cool place where itâs really fancy during night time.â For Ryuga it was settled with these words, but the Sento-wins-part would have to be thoroughly discussed. He almost burst out laughing when he heard him proclaim victory so self-confidently. âWe should make a bet out of this. If I win - which is most likely - you will admit that Iâm the protagonist of our story. If you win, I will buy you a big stuffed animal so that youâre not lonely when you canât use me as a pillow at night.â He couldnât stop himself from speaking the last sentence out loud, but who would he be to regret it? He rather pinched his cheek, calling him a âLoooooser~â
Sakura Matsuri
That was totally not what he meant and Ryuga better had spoken up than keeping this to himself so Sento would be able to clarify the misunderstanding. But who knew what was going to happen here? Maybe they will have the day of their life with all sorts of romantic shit like having a walk unter the trees or whatever cheesy shit might happen at a sakura matsuri. But well, Sento didnât know about his fear so he wasnât able to react at all.
âBut sometimes there is this dejavue kind of feeling. But thatâs not happening here so I doubt Iâve ever been to something like this before. And honestlyâŠ.â he wasnât able to hold back laughter. âI also doubt that I have a worrying girlfriend somewhere. Of what we were able to get to know my live consisted entirely of work. Work and tamago.â Another laughter escaped his lips. âI mean⊠just think about that ugly ratface I had in the past. Nobody would like to date a face like this with a mind like mine.â
âTrue.â, he agreed without a second of hesitation. âThat would be two negative things which would at least stop me from dating you. Your strange brain alone is a lot to take already, no matter how handsome you might look.â And by that he definitely meant handsome for some people. Others. Certainly not for himself.Â
âAnything else you think you never experienced?â, he wondered and licked his lips to experience the last bits of ice cream flavor. âYouâre keeping me busy today, so Iâm down for a couple of first times for you. Sounds like fun.â Plus, that would keep his mind occupied much better than just staring at cherry blossoms.
For a moment he reflected about what he could suggest. âDid you ever go bowling? Petted a dog? Watched a cringy and bad movie?â
Sakura Matsuri
With a satisfied expression on his face he watched his mood light up and this affected even his own mood. Seeing him enjoy his time beeing and slowly forgetting about the burden he had to bear made his heart feel a bit lighter. âEnjoy.â he simply answered in his calm voice and it took him a moment to bring his gaze away from Banjou to enjoy the sight of cherry blossoms and the blue sky. He couldnât have asked for better weather.
But at his explanation he just laughed and enjoyed his ice cream. âThere was the big fail. Everybody knows that this ice cream is the best and if you tell the story like you just did nobody will ever believe a single word.â he explained sharply but with a melodious voice. âOr both of us just shut up about what happened today⊠and also about what is going to happen⊠and just enjoy this beuatiufl day and sight. How about that?â It was a good thing that they were outside. Once again he felt the urge to seal his words with a kiss but he tried everything to hide this thought from his best friend. It had been a bad idea to kiss him in the first place⊠because now he knew what it is like and now he wanted more. But he would rather die than starting something where everybody could watch them and so he just leaned back and looked up to the sky that was flooded by pink dancing petals. âI canât remember being to a sakura matsuri even once in my whole life.â he said after a period of silence where they finished their ice. âGuess I was unable to see the beauty in something outside of physics and formulas. At least it would sound like me.â
With a salty expression Ryuga listened to his logic crumbling to dust. âKeep your logics to yourself, Mr know-it-all.â, he half-heartedly defended himself, but ended up rather enjoying the rest of the ice cream instead of putting up a fight straight away. âYeah, we should shut up about it. Too bad, thought I had something that makes you owe me favors for the rest of your life.â But then he listened up. What the hell did Sento mean by about what is going to happen? A slight fear crept its way into his mind, but he just shook it off. That really wasnât what he wanted to think about. Sento wouldnât be so insensitive as to make hints about a possible future way too close together on this very day, would he? He decided to trust his best friend with whatever his plans were, if there were any and he didnât interpret too much.
âYou remember barely two years of your life, and these were total war and chaos.â, he explained casually, because to him that made perfect sense. âYou donât even remember if you have a worried girlfriend at home, so why should you remember seeing the cherry blossoms?â Okay, maybe that was a bit tactless, even Ryuga noticed and tried to change the direction of his words to the better. âThatâs the sense in making new memories together. You know what I mean?â
Sakura Matsuri
And Sento just let him. Even though everything in him itched to destroy this moment for him, he kept quiet and just gave him an amused look while he followed him. âI guess, this was an agreement Ryuga-style.â It was no wonder that Banjo brought them to a different place than Sento knew fromt he memories he once shared with his best friend and he wouldnât wanna have it any other way. he wasnât her and he had no plan or interest in being a replacement or alike. And he knew Banjou felt the same. or rather not since their relationship was from a whole other nature!
Sento watched him sit down and he went into a kneeling position right above his head, looking down at him. âWait here just for a moment.â And with that being said he was gone. It didnât take him long when he shoved a tub full of japanese ice cream over to him, sakura flavored of course. âHere you are. But donât expect me to do more to make this your desired date. This must work.â and with this being said he sat down right next to him, close enough to gently touch him without being too close. But the other should feel that he was there all the time.
âBut are you even aware⊠if you spread the rumour that I am attracted to you and asked you out⊠that everybody will know that you agreed to it and admit that you feel the same? You should think your thread over once more.â
A bit disturbed he looked up to the giant shadow that blocked his view to both the clear blue sky and the perfectly cheesy cherry blossoms and was almost about to complain, but the other one was faster and gone already. âOi, what--â, but it was too late, all he saw was his back when he ran away, so Ryuga barely had any other choice but to wait. When his friend returned, he looked up curiously and his eyes lightened up when he saw what he had brought with him; which was the most delicious ice cream he ever had tasted. âDamn, dude, are you kidding?!â, he exclaimed and elbowed him. âThatâs the best you could have bought us!â He truly was happy about how Sento took care of making the day amazing keeping his thoughts away from his lost love.Â
âWow, youâre not smart for such a smartass today.â He rolled over, supporting himself on one elbow and was now even closer to him than before, even with their bodies still barely touching. âOf course Iâm innocent in that case. Everyone knows youâre a creepy guy with shady plans in your strange brain.â To him, it made perfect sense even though he was well aware that he was lying. âYou lured me out here and forced me on that date thing while shoving that disgusting ice cream down my throat.â
Sakura Matsuri
Trample on her memories? Who was he even to think Sento would do that? The physicist crossed his arms in front of his chest and for a moment he stopped outside of Nascita. âDonât make it look like I asked you out on a date for cherry blossom viewing, idiot. I just thought it would be a good idea since they are in full bloom and really pretty and I know you love it.â He flinches his forehead and smiled right to his face even though he didnât feel like smiling at all this very moment. âBut Iâll go with you, if you insist. Maybe Iâll go buying you a Crepe or something if you behave, Banjo.â The situation was tough enough so he tried hard to light up the mood - a role he wasnât really comfortable with. But then he nodded and brought healthy distance between the two of them. âSure, sounds fair enough. But I also have one condition: No moaning. Just enjoy it. Are we clear now?â
âYouâre in no position to ask for conditions.â He raised a brow and looked at him, not even with a smile but with a feeling of superiority. Not many people can claim they feel superior to Sento Kiryu, so he enjoyed this moment to the fullest, knowing well that probably his friends reply will destroy it again. He let a few seconds pass to give his explanation more impact. Damn, did he feel powerful this very moment! âI could always tell everyone you asked me out an a date, itâs not my fault after all that youâre so attracted to me!â He punched his shoulder lightly, but for a regular human being probably a bit too strongly, âI will blackmail you with that forever!â Now a faint grin formed on his lips. With the mood a bit lighter now they made their way towards his favorite spot, but Ryuga took another way and stopped underneath different trees before they could even pass it. He really was not keen on bringing Sento to his and Kasumiâs special place. Another place for other memories, that was the plan.
âHere looks fine for me.â And because they brought neither picnic now a blanket, he just lay down in the grass, staring towards to cherry blossoms dancing down onto their bodies, with arms crossed behind his head.
âYou can bet thatâs my favorite time of the year....â
Sakura Matsuri
Once more they exchanged a kiss even though this one was a faint one - but it was a kiss nevertheless and this time it made him happy. Truly happy, so he answered it with a smile. Maybe this game wasnât really to embarass themselves but a game to hide what they want under diffuse and various reasons that have no responsibilities. And it was okay like this. Both of them seem to be able to deal with it more or less properly. Sento watched him jump to his feet and run off. This situation had been intense and he wasnât too sure what to think about the situation as a whole. But what irritated him more was the fact theat he wasnât leading this situation like he usually did. In every situation of live. âWanna go see the cherry blossoms? Drowning yourself in lovely memoriesâŠ. and Iâll be there to catch you if you fallâŠ.â he asked him without facing him when he want past him, taking the lead again. Wow. Now it was out.
To be asked out for cherry blossom viewing actually caught him by surprise, but facing away from him he tried his best to not show it. âDonât trample on Kasumisâ memories.â, he grumbled in a not too nice voice. For sure he wouldnât allow himself to show any sign of regret or weakness while being next to cherry trees, he wanted to remember the day he spent there with that girl as a perfect and precious moment, not tainted by loss and tears. He was done with crying, thatâs what he told himself.
âIâll go cherry blossom viewing with you under two conditions.â, Ryuga finally declared after they had left Nascita. âOne: The moment you start to even think about Kasumi, Iâll punch your face, head home and not talk to you for three days straight.â Now he turnt his head to look at his friend again, for the first time directly since their kiss a couple of minutes ago. âTwo, when weâre about to head home Iâll grab a branch and visit her while you head home.â His voice and expression were stern, showing that this was not up for discussion. âYou cool with that?â
Sakura Matsuri
At the first question, Sento just gave back a smile as an answer and skipped itâŠ. and it was a good choice because the following threw him off again. Wait, thsi wasnât supposed to be a date in the first place and not a sakura matsuri on top if it!! So he just looked back at him with eyes wide open und lips lightly parted, struggling for words - and someone like Sento never struggled for words. This was physically not possible.
âOf course it is not a date. Who do you think you are?â but he cracked a smile at how embarassed and shy the other were. Actually seeing him like that gave him back a lot of confidence and he finally collected himself again. At least a bit. Sento sat up and looked at his best friend that he just kissed and for a  moment his tongue danced over his under lip, recalling how he tasted. âAs if someone like you would ever successfully hit on someone like me, hah!â he teased him on purpose and gabbed his chin to force him to look at him again. âBut first⊠look at me or Iâll kiss you again.â
God damn, Ryuga, get your shit together and act like the man you are. He clenched his teeth when Sento touched and teased him like that ago, but only had one spiteful answer:Â âIâm not leaving the choice to you.â That said he leant forward just to gather all of his courage and steal one more kiss from his best friend, hoping to catch him by surprise. If itâs like a game theyâre playing to embarass each other, he for sure wouldnât lose. Ryuga was not a person to lose in competitions.
A moment later he was on his feet again and a few steps away, trying his best to casually look back over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of a confused Sento Kiryu, at least thatâs what he hoped for. âYouâre slow, old geezer. I thought you wanted to go for a walk outside!â Almost fleeing he went up the stairs, just shortly before the door turning around again to check if heâs really following or still down there dumbfounded.
