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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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Ryuutaro shrugged. Despite what he looked and acted like, he didn't mind to get himself dirty that much. As long as his face was fine, he was, too. You couldn't live as a traveling blader for too long without being a bit resistant to things like this.

"Well, then you should take your time to clean up", he smiled.
Actually he wanted those bruises to be taken care off as well, but he knew Hayato would just shrug it off... And even if Ryuutaro knew Hayato had so, so much worse, he still didn't like the thought of small wounds ending up ignored. They could sum up. He wouldn't like it.
But since saying it was no use now, he'd wait for a better moment to get that done.

Hayato planted a quick kiss on his forehead and stepped back.

"Right, I'll get washed up and meet you back in the library? The girls are probably cookin' somethin' right now if you want to eat while you wait. Sine Bianchi was with me, it should be safe."

Hayato, of course, didn't feel much like eating at the moment, his head was still reeling from the past few hours of events...

Ryuutaro nodded.
"Alright, I'll pass by at the kitchen and then wait for you in the library."
He understood the desire not to eat. Over long he'd go up against it, but right now he'd let Hayato avoid meals. It was not like he was any different when he was in difficult situations.
While usually they were day and night (who was day and who was night though had yet to be really determined) at some points they were just too similar.

Hayato nods and heads off, he spends a bit more time than usual in the shower. Partially because it would give hima few mor minutes to eat ~~and be fawned over by the girls, Hayato knew how much he liked that~~, but mostly because dear god he was FILTHY and has now grown a new hatred for sand. After he's FINALLY done getting the little particles out of his hair and everywhere else he gets dressed and heads to the library.

And as Ryuutaro predicted didn't make half an effort to treat the injuries... other then picking at the open wounds to try and get the sand out. Probably making them worse, but he didn't really care. He opens the door to the library, and looks around for his boyfriend.

"Ryuutaro?"

Ryuutaro was sitting on the floor, leaning against a bookshelf, a book in hand. Even if he had been meaning to learn about this world, in the end he ended up with something about hypnosis. Which was at least the same level of usefullness, thinking that he'd really need to improve on this matter.
As Hayato entered he looked up, putting the book aside.

"I'm over here."

And Hayato walks over and takes a seat next to his boyfriend and just FLOPS onto his shoulder. He was tired and sore all over.

"What are you readin'?"

Because Hayato's eyes are closed and he really doesn't feel like looking for himself. Please forgive his damp hair Ryuutaro.

Eww, damp hair feels kind of weird to suddenly touch your skin. Ryuutaro shivered, but it didn't bother him too much.
"A book about hypnosis. While I already know a thing or two about it" - well, enough to do that you-burn-alive thing... But Ryuutaro's good at playing things down when he knows people know he's better than what he says- "But it's definitely something I need to improve on. Pisces is not an attack type, I can't hope to turn it into an effective straight-forward weapon, but that doesn't make us useless."

"So illusions n' stuff?"

Since in his world hypnosis and illusions are one in the same... unless you are Mukuro and have taken it to horrifying levels.

"Chrome knows a lot about that stuff.... she's almost stable... maybe once she's out of the hospital wing you could talk to her... too..."

And he's just going to nuzzle against Ryuutaro's face a bit, he didn't get to snuggle enough anymore.

"Yes, illusions...", Ryuutaro preferred to simply call it 'magic' though. That wasn't exactly the most correct expression, he knew very well that he wasn't able to perform real magic, but it kept people interested and sounded spectacular.
"I should talk to her then. Beyblading alone won't bring me very far anymore now..."

Ryuutaro turned to Hayato a bit more, taking him into his arms.

"You're still a good illusionist... just need more training.... maybe you can replace Mukuro..."

God, when did being held by someone start feeling so good? He wrapped his arms around Ryuutaro's back a bit, not too much because his arms felt like lead at the moment, and nuzzled his face close to Ryuutaro's chest... once again listening to his heartbeat.

"...I never thought I'd ever meet someone that I would fall in love with..."

Nor did he ever fathom it would be a boy and that he would love him back...

"... neither did I..."
And technically he should've known. But apparently fate held some surprises to everyone, even chosen people like him.
"But it's about time you get used to it... we've been with each other for so long now.."
He chuckled a bit while he gently petted Hayato's back a bit. He understood though. Sometimes he himself just sat there in amazement over what had happened to them, how they'd become what they were. But it had gotten rarer... They were together for some miraculous reason couldn't keep their hands off each other and it was just so very right, he couldn't question it any longer.

"Yeah...."

He lets out a content sigh and melts into Ryuutaro's touch, a little smile flickering on his face for just a moment. He was so grateful for Ryuutaro. He still wasn't feeling as energetic as usual... but he was calmer. Something about having his back rubbed just eased him. This was... how could he even explain it? There was just this.... warm feeling.

He finally opens his eyes a bit, not really focusing on looking at anything in particular. He was afraid if he kept his eyes closed he would doze off. Between this warmth, Ryuutaro's touches, the sound of his heartbeat and the sound of his voice resonating through his chest as he spoke, Hayato felt as though he was being lulled to sleep.

But he needed to try and figure out the Systema C.A.I... he may have been done training for the day, but that didn't mean he could slack off. His brows knit together in concentration as he began trying to run through what he might have forgotten about the system he would develop in the future...

For a while Ryuutaro was fine just staying like this, continuing to gently carress his boyfriend's back.
But the thought about the wounds constantly went through his mind and after a few minutes he just couldn't ignore it any longer. He knew how careless Hayato was about these things.

"I don't suppose you've done anything about your injuries yet, have you?", he asked gently.

Hayato looked up a little, not breaking the position, but enough to look up at Ryuutaro's face.

"I picked all the sand and shit outta them, why?"

Because worrying about his injuries isn't something that Hayato's brain can even PROCESS. Unless it's hospital worthy, he could care less.

That was at least something, but it honestly didn't sound anything close to satisfying to Ryuutaro.

"Are you sure that's enough?", he smiled, making clear that in his eyes the answer was a resounding 'no'.

"........."

He looks down at his injuries... just COMPLETELY not understanding what Ryuutaro was so worried about. Thus he kind of goes into 'whiny kid mode' and looks up at Ryuutaro like he was his mom.

"It's not like they're gunna kill me..."

And this was a fan, lightly tapped against Hayato's head. The boy sighs.

"I know and I do realize that you had worse", Hayato did say it often enough after all, "But preparation is everything right now, isn't it? So if the injuries just continue to add up, what do you plan to do?"

"I'll be fine...."

The tone implied he already knew resistance was futile, but was still whining like a child. He even hugs Ryuutaro a little tighter, not wanting to move from his boyfriend's warm embrace.

"...I don't wanna get up..."

Ryuutaro smirked a bit.
"Turning younger again seems to be working very well on you."
There was no denying it though, it was adorable. Ryuutaro let his hand run through his boysfriend's hair, well aware that this was a bit counterproductive to making Hayato get up.
"And 'I'll be fine' is a quite unique way of answering 'what do you plan to do?'", he added as an afterthought, "One could assume you don't actually know..."

Younger?! I-I am not!"

And at that statement he kind of pieced together that at that moment he was acting EXACTLY like the whiny little kids he hated so much. He huffed a little and gave in to Ryuutaro's pettings.

"I don't plan on doin' anything..." Hence his 'I'll be fine' was more like a preemptive excuse for an answer he knew Ryuutaro wouldn't approve of...

"I don't claim to know anything about how you fight in your world, but if I did to my beyblade what you do to your body..."
Ryuutaro sighed a bit.
"Maybe I should study first aid rather than magic..."
Not that he ever would. But a bit more knowledge would be helpful..

"Well your Bey can't fix itself... if it were really that bad, that pervy witch doctor would be on my case." Oh the fond terms he had for Shamal. Though in all actuality the reason Shamal didn't bother with his minor wounds was because he was usually too busy flirting with his sister.

"Y-you don't have to..."

Unless you give him a direct order Ryuutaro, he's not getting up.

"Then just get up and let yourself be treated, alright?"
Ryuutaro smiles. "I never said it was that bad, but that doesn't mean I'm off your case."

And really, for him the beyblade comparison was extremely appropriate. Comparing everything to spinning tops is always accurate and easy to be understood. It would take a while for this to get fully out of his head.

Hayato let out a little groan and VERY RELUCTANTLY sat up out of Ryuutaro's embrace....

now after being so close and warm snuggled up to Ryuutaro, the room felt cold without him... and Hayato was going to have to pull off his shirt soon too.

"Alright... c'mon before I change my mind..."

"Of course, wouldn't want to waste too much of your precious time..."
Thankfully by know Ryuutaro had got to know where the first-aid-box was kept... finding out where it is was the first step upon arriving somewhere with Hayato as company...
And thankfully over the years Ryuutaro had also learned how to properly treat smaller wounds.

So only a moment later he has everything set and merely waits for Hayato to let him start.