LONELINESS KITAAA (not really) - Gentarou/Ibuki
Gentarou hadn't been holding up all too hot. It had been a couple days since Ryuusei had left. He'd been a wreck the first day. To come back to the room, and to find everything gone. Any trace of Ryuusei was gone. Not even a hint of Meteor left behind. He'd called him non-stop for the whole day. Maybe he was upset with him, maybe he moved out or something. After about the 10th call, it hit Gentarou. He went home. This twisted new place Gentarou called home gave him his best friend, and took him right back out. It was heart wrenching. He spent the next day at home. He didn't go out, the curtains didn't open, and his heart felt ready to stop at any moment. The day after that, Gentarou shook it off, or at least, that's what he told himself he'd do. He knew Ryuusei wouldn't want him to feel this way. They both lived with the fact that one of them could slip away from the city any day. It was bound to happen. Gentarou's shooting star finally burned up.
Gentarou decided he'd go out that day. He didn't expect to make a friend, exactly. His mood didn't seem to hold up enough for that. Luckily, a familiar face passed him by. Gentarou had situated himself on a blanket in the park. He'd brought it out, thought maybe laying out in the sun would restore some of that warmth to his soul. As he laid out on his stomach, resting his chin on his crossed arms, Ibuki was passing by on the path way. A friend could be pretty nice right about now.
"Yo, Ibuki! Whatcha up to?", Gentarou questioned, raising one of the crossed arms up to give a small wave her way. He'd love nothing more than to vent all this junk out.