The Way You Look at Me

Summary: One sided KumaxRyu, TatsuxRyu 'You're not for me...but I'll never forget how you look at me'

Ramblings: I have fanfic ADD. D:

Notes: I suppose that once a week, I'll rewrite/revise a fanfic that is NOT Kingdom Hearts (my beta can do that for me) & re-post it.

Disclaimer: Don't own.

I wish desperately for this tense, painful carpool to be over-quickly. Kumagoro is sulking, and K continually gives me the most worried expression, and it pains me to worry anyone.

'I could never love you the way you do me. You know that, Kumagoro.'

"How soon will we be there, K?" I speak aloud, but not too loudly. It's uncommon for me to be so quiet, so of course, K would worry more over me.

"Ryuichi? You look as if you're engaged in a mental battle…" K has always been far too sensitive to my emotions, so he knows not to ask 'what's wrong?' It only damages me all the more.

"Nothing…" And I hope to leave it at that, as I turn to lean my chin on my fisted palm and stare sleepily out the fogged window.

"Fine. If that's what you say, I'll believe it" K responds, shrugging casually.

'I'm sorry, K. You wouldn't understand. It's something between the Protector and…the Protected.'

I know that Kumagoro doesn't tell me bluntly, without hesitation, nor declare it to me, but I know that within those deep, black pools…lie the hidden words you almost never say to me. I can tell by the way you look at me. Your eyes say it all. And…I know of your jealousy for Tatsuha. But I can't help who I love. Yet, I can at least say 'Thank you for not hating him'.

Of course I don't hate him, Ryu-chan. I want to let you be happy. Even if it breaks my heart

'You're a good friend, Kumagoro. But nothing more'

I know

"We're here." K interrupts my train of thought, "Bad Luck and ithers have arrived. Tatsuha's waiting for you on the 7th floor."

"Really? Tatsu-chan's here?.! Yay! He kept to his promise!" I yell, reverting from the morbid, depressive Ryuichi Sakuma, to my 'genki' Ryu-chan

Have fun, Ryu-chan. Just to let you remember, I love you. From the bottom of my plush, pink heart.

'I know, Kumagoro, I know. Thank you.'

Don't mention it, Ryu-chan. Just promise me something.

'?'

That you'll always remember the way I look at you.