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andsuddenlydynamite) wrote2010-07-28 10:55 pm
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When Hayato found himself back in his world, alone, he naturally had written off what happened at the manor as a dream... but at the same time... he couldn’t help but feel the pangs of heartbreak. He felt stupid for falling for something that had to have been a dream.... but the idea of having someone that loved him for just being him... it... it was too good to be true... but didn’t matter now. He had to push his feelings aside. His future self had failed the Tenth, now he was in the future with his boss to try to prevent this from happening. But it wasn’t easy, the Vongola were being hunted for their Vongola rings by the Millefiore family. While he didn't want to admit it... he was scared. He had already failed the Tenth once, he was in this strange foreign world where there was a price on his head, and to top it all off he had lost the boy who loved him.... naturally his mood had taken a SPECIAL turn south. He had already lashed out on Yamamoto a few times. Now him and the baseball idiot were screwed into an all knew lifetime because he lost his temper. One of the Millefiore generals had engaged them in a fight, Yamamoto was down, and now Hayato was being toyed with by Gamma. The man had him pinned on the ground, stepping on his hand until their was a sickening crack. Hayato screamed in agony but refused to say a word... he would gladly die for his boss’s sake. This was all his fault to begin with. If he hadn’t acted out... if his future self hadn’t failed his boss....
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Hayato did as he was told, however... began obsessively trying to get the PERFECT amount of oil in the fryer... to the point where he is adjusting it by spoonfuls, blissfully unaware that the oil is getting hotter...
Now would probably be a good time to pull him away from that before he does something disastrous and hurts himself.
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Oh god, no. Seriously?
Ryuutaro very quickly walked over, firmly (but not roughly at all) pushing Hayato back, turning down the temperature and quickly let a spoon of the batter drop into the oil as well.
"Not to insult your love for preciseness, but I'd like to remark that exaggerating with it can occasionally get quite dangerous", he smiled, "Lesson one would be that cooking sometimes isn't about exact correctness as much as getting done with things quickly."
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Clearly he had no idea what he was doing was wrong...
But he nodded cheerfully at Ryuutaro's advice... though his boyfriend would be a fool to think Hayato can just ignore his impulses to make things PERFECT... at least as far as measurements went.
"Gotcha!" No he doesn't. Not at all. "What should I do next then?!"
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Ryuutaro sighed a bit. Somewhere between cute and a danger to humanity, that described Hayato in combination with the kitchen very well.
Ryuutaro decided it would be best not to leave Hayato anywhere close to the deep fryer and instead let him spent time with the rice, which was just finished cooking.
"It'd be nice if you could split up the rice between two plates, alright?"
... he could do nothing wrong here, even if he started counting the single pieces.
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So he walked up to his boyfriend with the two bowl, awaiting further instruction.
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He put the Sata Andagi out of the water himself, while further instructing Hayato.
"Now the natto over there needs to be mixed with the soy sauce. We're almost done."
And then Hayato would definitely need to get rid of that flour all over him, as adorable as it might look.
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And Hayato walks over to the soy sauce and natto, and poured it in with the sauce and worked on mixing it... and once again struggled to stir it. Though that may be because he's holding the spoon at an awkward angle as he stirs... or maybe it's because he's trying to focus on a several other things while he's stirring.
Regardless, it's getting messy again.
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Suddenly he had to smile. To him this came just a bit more naturally then it would be reasonable. And that was amazing in it's own way.
"That's it, then. We just need to put this on the natto and we'll be finished. We should probably eat before we clean up, seeing how hungry you must be..."
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"Sounds good to me, I could eat a friggin' horse!"
He laughed a little as he spoke, clearly excited to eat. This was the first time he actually made something with someone else!
...this was also the first time he made something potentially edible to people.
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He sat down at the table together with Hayato after putting our the tablewere.
What would the meals be like when things returned to this world's normal? Ryuutaro couldn't help, but wonder. Staying here probably meant that they would finally move in with each other properly - for the time Ryuutaro decided to spent at the same place before going on trips for a while, if he could do so again.
"Let's eat!", he said, definitely not letting go of Japanese habits like that.
KEYWORDS SUM THIS PART OF THE THREAD UP MARVELOUSLY.
Hayato managed to pull himself away from the food for a moment to look up at his boyfriend with a big genuine smile.
"It's really good!"
AWWWWW <3
Looking up at Hayato, he smiled. "It is."
If Hayato knew how adorable he looked right now, just like this, dirty, eating, smiling. A part of Ryuutaro wanted to comment though that some cleaning up was really in order now.
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When he was finally done, he sat back and let out a content sigh.
"That... was amazing..."
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"And quite entertaining to make", he smirked.
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"It was fun wasn't it? I... don't usually make food... at least nothing people could actually eat..."
He laughed a bit, and absentmindedly rubbed his eye with the palm of his hand sleepily... smudging some of the flour on his face. He's oblivious to all of this though.
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"You might really want to clean yourself up sometime soon..."
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Then Hayato looked down at his shirt, and then promptly pulled it off over his head. At the dinner table. Such class. He did have a tanktop on underneath though, so at least it wasn't full frontal bare chest nudity... though he doubted Ryuutaro cared even if it was.
and he wiped his hands off on his shirt. There. Clean and keeping it classy.
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"That's... one way to do it. But with such negligent ways you're missing out on details..."
Ryuutaro leaned forward reached out to softly wipe the flour of Hayato's face as well.
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He leaned forward as well to meet Ryuutaro's hand, and allowed his boyfriend to
motherbrush off his face. If he were the type to muse on such things he would wonder at what point he allowed Ryuutaro to coddle him like a child...but alas he wasn't, and therefore didn't give a crap. This was Ryuutaro, he could do whatever he wanted with him.
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This moment was just a bit too peaceful though to make the prior drama seem real. Why couldn't it always be like this? He'd gladly spent such cliché couple time together more often.
It felt really good.
Then he glanced back at the kitchen and sighed.
"I'm afraid there is some clean-up waiting for us..."
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He didn't care for now though. He took his plate and Ryuutaro's with the intent to wash them, he knew he could at least do THAT much.
"I don't mind! I'll wash the dishes."
And with that he walked over to the sink to prepare it, leaving his clothes on the chair.
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"Alright, I'll tidy up the unused ingredients in the meantime."
It still felt a bit odd to just work together with someone like this, even if it was just about something as silly as cooking, but not overly so.
This was usual. They were together, they were... family in that sense.
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...well he only broke two.
This boy will never be anyone's wife. Ever. Sorry Ryuutaro, you are forever the wife of this relationship... though at least give the boy points for trying.
So AFTER CLEANING UP HIS OTHER MESS, he grabbed his clothes and walked over to Ryuutaro walking up behind him and just snuggling up to him. Oh how he had missed this...
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'How does he manage to live on his own?' was a question still very present in his mind.
As Hayato hugged him, he smiled (not that Hayato could see, once again).
"Feeling better?"
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"Yeah..." and another yawn, "much better..."
Now he was tired.... He didn't WANT to be tired, he wanted to stay like this with his boyfriend. It was only two days that they had been separated- but STILL! It felt longer.
He hadn't really realized just how much time he spent with Ryuutaro, it just... felt so natural. He knew that would have to change when they got back... what with Hayato going back to school and his business with the Vongola. It was an intimidating thought, going back to his old schedule. At least back home they wouldn't have to rely quite so heavily on each other. No more author plots trying to get into their heads or trying to get them killed. So he supposed they wouldn't NEED each other as much...
... none of this was making the idea any more appealing to him... but...
But then, there's the idea of coming home to Ryuutaro every day from now on. They could meet after school, and they could go on dates and everything will be kind of normal! This was it. No more Author. He heaved a sigh of relief. They had made it through one hurdle at least. They could make it over this one too.
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emo tl;dr everywhere. IDEK where this even came from.
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... this chunk of this thread totes made me B'awww
Yeeeeeeesh >w< It is just so... so. >w<
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screw the fact that there is no bed in sight. I have to use this icon someday.
they have pillows and a blanket IT'S ALL GOOD!
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Aaaand just going to FF THIS BECAUSE EFF THIS FIGHT SO HARD.
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