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Ryuutaro definitely was ready to buy that 'an idiot' now. He wasn't even sure how Gokudera being a subordinate (of that kid? Really?) had anything to do with anything.
Ryuutaro warily watched Hayato, expecting some outburst. That wasn't good, not in that condition.

"Mind just letting us pass? We're in a bit of a hurry", he said to Lambo, not really expecting it to be useful.

Lambo just giggles and points to Ryuutaro, "Stupidera's leaning on a fish!"

The child then totters over to Gokudera, removing the finger from his nose and looks as though he's about to wipe it on Gokudera's pants... until Gokudera's bare foot makes contact with the kid's face, knocking him a few feet back.

"Stupid friggin' cow! I TOLD YOU I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOUR SHIT!"

Lambo sits up quietly, looks at Gokudera with big teary eyes... and then starts BAWLING his eyes out... which only seems to irritate Gokudera more. He starts to takes a step forward, completely forgetting about his condition and continues screaming.

"SHUT YOUR FACE! NO ONE CAN UNDERSTAND YOU WHEN YOU'RE FULLA SNOT!"

Ryuutaro couldn't bring himself to be insulted by being called a fish. Being Pisces's owner kind of made him the fish of his world. Well, technically a shark.

Watching the scene go on, Ryuutaro got a bit more worried, not exactly for Lambo's sake though. Naturally he didn't want Hayato to really hurt this kid, but after all he didn't know him and Hayato was a bit more important.

Ryuutaro placed his hand on his boyfriend's shoulder.

"No falling apart in the halls, remember? You really don't need to rip all those wounds open again by moving too much."

Hayato paused and let out a disgruntled noise, and goes back to leaning on Ryuutaro.

"...fine whatever..."

And he starts walking down the hall leaving the sniveling child where he was. It doesn't take long to get to the bedroom door. The teen stops and looks down to Ryuutaro a bit worriedly.

"...you might want to stay out here, it's a closet in there."

"As long as we both fit in there and can still move I'm fine with coming with you", Ryuutaro stated. Sure, if Hayato actually really wanted him to stay outside, he would, but he'd prefer not to. Dealing with any possible appearing mafia members alone just didn't seem like a good idea.

"I'm not that bad with closed off rooms", he smirked a bit.

He smirks and chuckles a bit, "You can touch all the walls from the center of the room. It's a bunker"

And he opens the door revealing that it really was a closet with bunk-beds and two dressers in it. Didn't even have a window...

"You sure you're goin' to be okay?"

Wow, that was small. But Ryuutaro nods.

"As long as there's a door that I could open and I don't have to spent centuries in it, I'm perfectly fine."

Ryuutaro didn't overly like that so much of his claustrophobia was known, but this was Hayato, he was his boyfriend and therefore kind of supposed to know.

"alright." He gives Ryuutaro a big peck on the cheek and walks in. He takes some of his weight off his boyfriend so he can open his drawer. He rummages around for a moment before he pulls out his yukata top. It's a rather plain brown-ish red color, the only decorative design being what looks like a colorful, yet simple firework on the right sleeve. He hands it to his boyfriend and starts taking out something that he could wear himself. Slowly he stumbles back to sit himself on the bed so he can get himself dressed. Not caring if Ryuutaro saw him naked for VERY obvious reasons.

Ryuutaro didn't notice how much the blood on him had actually been bothering him until he got a real chance to get rid of it.
Getting changed in front of Hayato didn't bother him anymore either, he still thought it was rather... unelegant to change in front of someone else, but it was not like Hayato could see anything he hadn't seen yet.

The colors of the top and his hakama naturally clashed a lot, but right now Ryuutaro didn't even care. He was just glad to wear something clean again.
As he finished getting dressed again, he looks over to Hayato in case he should need help or anything.

Hayato manages to get his pants on without a problem, and half his shirt, but the damaged left arm doesn't want to lift up enough to get through his shirt. He grunts and pauses getting dressed. A blush of embarrassment spreads across his cheeks. Usually he would just find another shirt to wear as opposed to asking for help, but this is Ryuutaro. He's seen him at his best and at his worst. They were together in every way, so-

"Um... R-Ryuutaro.... could you... um... help me?"

Ryuutaro chuckled in his mysterious way, before coming over (the distance between them had been admittedly small to begin with).
"Of course", he sing-songed as he gently started to do what Hayato's damaged muscles couldn't.
He was being really careful with it, not wanting to hurt his boyfriend. Probably careful to the point where it was almost annoying, but he was a much softer person than the other teen from a much softer world after all.

Hayato was quite grateful for the help, though did feel Ryuutaro was being too careful. The teen was just naturally rough and never really treated himself with much care. Much to his surprise, though, the motions didn't really hurt due to the careful handling... well to Hayato and his ridiculous pain tolerance.

"Thanks."

Hayato moves his arm a bit before pushing himself up, VERY GLAD to be clothed again. He leans on Ryuutaro again and leads him out of the room and down the hall. He looked around a bit to make sure nobody was around, and his face turns stern.

"That wasn't the first time I fought Gamma..."

Ryuutaro looked up and turned to his boyfriend, a bit surprised. Not the first time...?
"What did happen last time?", he inquired silently.
And especially why didn't he want anybody else to hear about it? Weren't these people kind of supposed to be informed about the things the others did?
Then again, Ryuutaro knew nothing about the mafia. Having grown up in the yakuza didn't help, because when he was little his father kept him out of business for the most part and later he simply didn't care.

"The exact same thing." He sighed, "The first time I was taken to the manor, it was right after I passed out from seeing Bianchi's face in the hospital."

He continues down the hall, until they hit what looks like some sort of a library, it was sort of Gokudera's little hide out... well no little, it was quite a spacious room, which may in part be why he chose to bring Ryuutaro here.

"I don't have Uri or the Systema C.A.I. yet. What's weird, is that I can't remember how I figured out the Systema C.A.I... at all."

He runs a hand though his hair a bit irritably, he didn't want to have to figure it out from scratch though.

"I do remember I blew this room to shreds though..."

Ryuutaro stayed silent for a moment. That was... well, a very Author-thing to do supposedly.
"So... we're in some sort of time paradox then? Other than the time paradox this world is already in anyway."
Fan suddenly in his free hand, he opened it slowly and thoughtfully.
"It's... not too surprising, I suppose. Not after all the things we've seen..."
Thinking about it, Ryuutaro remembered a thing that had been slightly bothering him when they were at his world. At the Manor he hadn't been panicing about Reiji, even though technically he should have. He didn't recall living through the same thing twice or anything, but it was weird.

Hayato laughs at the whole time paradox thing. It was pretty confusing, even to someone who has seen the 10 year bazooka at work before.

"This whole thing is pretty messed up ain't it?"

He slowly eases himself down on a chair, and lets out a sigh of relief. While he wouldn't say it out loud he was still sore and in quite a bit of pain, however that doesn't stop him from puling Ryuutaro onto his lap and wrapping his arms around the boy.

"You know... it's been almost two weeks since I had seen you..."

He nuzzles his face up against Ryuutaro's, trying to make up for lost time.

"Two weeks...", Ryuutaro sighed. To him it had just been yesterday after all.
The boy let his arms loosely hand over Hayato's shoulders and looked at the other.
Two weeks was a lot of time to start thinking the Manor had never been real in first place. Again Ryuutaro had to think of the possibility that one of them... or both... got returned to his original world for real. Alone.
But that wouldn't happen, would it? The Author seemed to like getting people together, she wouldn't separate them like that, would she?
And if they were home... would they believe that they just dreamed the other? Would they try to forget? Ryuutaro didn't want to think about it.

"I'm here now...", he said quietly, "Those two weeks are over."

Hayato knew what would happen. He had just lived it after all. He had desperately clung to his memories, searching for evidence that it had really happened, which the scar on his leg provided... but then eventually the pain of loss had set itself so deeply in Hayato that he thought if it had never happened it would hurt less.

He had begun to close himself off again, actively driving people away... and he had fallen back into arguably his worst habit: recklessly endangering his own life.

But that didn't matter now. Ruutaro was here, and he promised he wouldn't leave again. And while Hayato cared deeply for his boss, and wanted to do everything he could for the Vongola... he really needed this moment alone with his boyfriend.

"Thank god... I missed you so much..."

He tilts Ryuutaro's head up by his chin, and gently begins kissing him.

Ryuutaro let himself be kissed only too willingly. He moved his upper body a bit closer to Hayato's, wrapping his arms around him properly.
It felt good to be together like this. Right now the only thing mattering was them, Ryuutaro could just forget about this strange world for a moment. He was sure the familiarity was reassuring to both of them.
He opened his mouth a bit, letting the kiss deepen further.
Not leaving Hayato proved to be more difficult than thought when time was messed with like that. But he could at least try to make up for the times he wasn't there.

And without a split second of hesitation, Hayato slipped his tongue into Ryuutaro's mouth. He holds one hand behind Ryuutaro's head and the other around his lowers back, pulling him even closer.

This honestly just felt so nice. Ryuutaro was always so soft and warm, and all around just pleasant to touch.

Of course these sweet, lovely moments could never last. Of course Hayato is too preoccupied to notice a very familiar Doctor leaning in the doorway rather unamused... that is until he speaks.

"So Hayato, how long did you think you were going to get out of intensive care?"

And the poor teen practically jumps out of his skin, reluctantly separating from his boyfriend. His faces is VERY flushes, and he was slightly breathless from the kiss.

"Sh-shamal?! Wha... why...." he regains his composure and his usual attitude, "The fuck are you doin here?! PISS OFF!"

Naturally.

Naturally they wouldn't get even as much as five intimate minutes without getting interrupted.
Ryuutaro twitched at the sound of a voice in the doorway.
As they separated the first thing he did was give Shamal an annoyed look while catching his breath and before putting on his usual smile.
Then his look went back to Hayato. His facial expression was priceless, but that wasn't enough to make up for the interruption.
"I'm still not taking responsibility for the break-put", he commented silently.

Shamal just rolled his eyes... he was so used to putting up with Hayato's bullshit at this point.... now he was going to get dirty looks for it from his boyfriend too. Oh this was so not worth it... if it was ANY other kid....

He motions for Gokudera to come over to him... to which Gokudera simply replies by flipping him off.

"Alright how about this, if you can walk over here I'll leave you alone, hm?"

Gokudera looks at Ryuuatro in a 'well it's better then going back to the hospital wing' and gives his boyfriend a little apologetic peck on the cheek. Reluctantly he lets Ryuutaro get off his lap, and slowly he pushes himself up out of his chair and shakily makes his way to Shamal.

"There I made will you fuck o-OW! YOU COCK SUCKING SUNNUNA BITCH! THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

Unfortunately the SECOND Gokudera had come into reach, Shamal had dug his fingers into the pressure point right on the collar bone. Which Gokudera was now trying pry away.

"Well I didn't think you were going to cooperate otherwise. Come on, lets get you back to the hospital, your little friend there can come."

Shamal starts trying to lead Gokudera away, but naturally he's resisting. "Got o fucking hell! I'm not going to back to that shithole! Dammit get off me you smell like cheep booze!"

Shamal merely rolled his eyes, completely ignoring the booze statement. "Then let's get you back to your room."

"I don't wanna! Just piss the fuck off! I want to stay here!"

Well, that caught him a bit off guard. Usually Hayato would somewhat go along with him, if he let him have his privacy. Of course he's oblivious to the fact that Hayato was avoiding his own room because he knew the tight space would eventually bother Ryuutaro. The doctor sighs and let's the teen go, ruffling up his hair affectionately... which Gokudera seems far from pleased about.

"Alright, alright, just lay down at least, you're sister will kill me if something happens to you Hayato. I'll bring a blanket and some pillows..."

The teen grumbled something along the lines of 'I hope she does', before hobbling his way back over to Ryuutaro. And this is why Gokudera hates his first name. People like Shamal keep calling him by it. Granted Shamal was the closest thing he had to a father, being the family Doctor and all... still, Hayato couldn't stand the guy....

Ryuutaro was very sure he didn't like Shamal, being called Hayato's 'little friend' just added to that, but he didn't like anybody in this world anyway.
And it was good to see a doctor take care of Hayato somewhat, so Ryuutaro got over his annoyance of being interrupted.
While Hayato's back turned to him he gave the doctor a little smile, even though he knew he might as well have not done so. It wouldn't have made a difference.
This wasn't his world, he could feel it clearly with every moment he spent here and it didn't feel good.

As the conversation went back to the subject of Hayato's room the fortune-teller knew only too well why his boyfriend was opposed to it. As much as he appreciated the care, he still was a bit iffy about it. No matter how long they'd be together the 'I'm fine, believe me'-thing was a constant part of their relationship.
His claustrophobia was just a bit of a touchy subject for the boy.

"Is getting some more rest really that a bit idea?", he smiled as Hayato arrived at his side again.

Shamal waves to the kids and heads out to get said pillows and blankets.

Hayato grumbles for a moment about the 'stupid womanizing drunk' and fixes his hair and before leaning on Ryuutaro again. It felt good to have someone support some of his weight, he let out a content sigh as he leaned his face against Ryuutaro's, nuzzling it again.

"Well, you heard him. I gotta lay down..."

And that... is Hayato actually LISTENING to someone other than the Tenth, and of course Ryuutaro. He looks around the room for a little nook that they can retreat to, and leads Ryuutaro to a private little corner. He eases himself down, and pulls Ryuutaro next to him, he closes his eyes and gets all close and comfortable up next to his boyfriend. This was just how he wanted to be. A little smile spreads across his face.

Ryuutaro let himself be pulled down and settled next to his boyfriend.
Hayato seemed pretty uncaring about the fact that Shamal was going to come back and so was Ryuutaro. Even though his manners would technically forbid him to show many affections in public, at the moment he was kind of glad about it. All the (this world in particular) could see that they belonged together and that was good.

The fortune-teller gently let his hand brush through Hayato's hair, smiling as well.