Hey Guys! So, I haven't updated this in a while…And I feel bad for neglecting it soooo~
Disclaimer: I don't own Sekaiichi Hatsukoi or any of the characters!
You said you were a sure sign, it's feeling like the last time. I've been thinking, take me now, I'm in too far!~
Play it back; it's going over and over.
Give it up and pull me through, all of this to tell you...
Can't stop feeling, doesn't matter who you are!
This could be my last goodbye,
You could say I'll be alright~
I've been thinking-
I've been thinking, take me now, I'm in too far!~
The brunette once again shot up, slamming his hand on the alarm clock to cease the blaring music so goddamn early in the morning. Not really remembering how he got into bed last night, Ritsu got up from his ever-so-comfy spot in the mattress. As he slipped away from the warmth, some of the blankets were hesitant to let go of his thin figure, as if they were trying to pull him back into slumber.
Gee, don't I wish I could, the brunette thought bitterly as he dressed himself for work. He had that feeling in his gut. That feeling when you absolutely 100% knew that today was not going to be a good day.
And he was right. First, disregarding the time of his wake, he managed to miss the subway by a slim two minutes, resulting the brunette in sprinting his way to Marukawa Publishing. And if that wasn't bad enough to frustrate the male, it just had to start raining halfway to the building.
Arriving at the office without any breakfast in his stomach, the drenched and breathless brunette was scolded by his boss for his tardiness. He was then smacked on the head roughly with a newspaper five minutes later for being so half-assed as to have misplaced a page of a manuscript that was needed for the new edition that just so happened to be due in three days.
His stomach growling, the brunette worked hastily and hard-headed as he typed away on his computer. Ignoring the paining sensation of his fingers, thoughts whizzed in and out of Ritsu's mind like lightning bolts. I ought to give Satou-san a call to see how she's doing so far… he thought, sighing as more things that needed to be done piled up in his head like a dump. He was oblivious to the amount of commotion in the hallways, and the curiosity of his coworkers.
"What's going on? Did someone famous arrive?" Kisa asked to nobody in particular, only to result a familiar black stapler thrown in his direction.
"IF YOU HAVE TIME TO THINK ABOUT FAMOUS PEOPLE, THEN DO YOUR WORK DAMMIT!" the editor in chief raged, slamming his fists down on his desk. Kisa then sat down obediently, after slurring a weak "yes sirrrr~"
It was then that the editor in chief sighed, taking in his other workers. They all seemed to be working steadily, except for one. His eyes stopped on a certain brunette, who was flying through his work like a bullet. One hand was typing on the computer, as he seemed to be working on a proposal, as the other held his phone up to his ear, checking up on his author to see how she was doing. Still, Masamune couldn't help but stare deep at the focused emerald orbs that seemed weak, tiresome and…lifeless? Growing concerned, the male made a mental note to ask the brunette about it after work, his gaze being lifted to the doorway as he sensed a new presence in the air.
It seemed that his coworkers had senses it as well. One by one, their gazes were locked on the doorway, staring in awe and confusion. That is, all except one. All except for Ritsu.
There, standing in the doorway was a tall, intimidating like man, surrounded by two smaller men who seemed to act like guards. The man's crystal blue eyes pierced the room like a dagger, undisturbed by the shaggy black hair pulled up high underneath the commander's hat. It seemed as he was wearing a military outfit, and as the two soldiers dressed similar, it was simple to see that the man was from the army. With a clear from his throat, the man spoke in a cold, ice-cutting tone.
"I have come to put Onodera Toshio Ritsu under a full-time arrest in which he will be imprisoned for the rest of his wretched life."
Silence. The room was filled with silence as all eyes shot directly at the brunette, whom in which was finally pulled from his bustling work, and was frozen in terror. "U-Um…Satou-san….I-I'll have to call you back later…" he said nervously, as he set down his phone. Gulping, his coworkers watched silently as Ritsu met the commander's gaze, immediately trembling at the deathly glare shot in his direction.
"U-Um…Uncle Haui! I didn't expect to see you-"
"I believe I have told you that I'm not related to such a horrid creature as of yourself." The commander shot back coldly. "You are to refer to me as 'Sir' and only 'Sir'. IS THAT CLEAR, MUTT?"
"SIR YES SIR!" the brunette responded without hesitation, his lips quivering frantically. He was more or less aware of his ex-lovers concerned gaze. This guy…He's Ritsu's uncle but….Masamune felt his world shake in anger at the way his lover was being treated. He's calling him a mutt, and arresting him? What the hell could Ritsu have done to get arrested?
"Well then, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way, mutt." Haui said, lifting two fingers in a beckoning way to the brunette. "C'mon, just be a good boy and don't cause any trouble. Maybe then we won't have to use the chains, ne?"
"The Chains?!" Kisa blurted out, standing up in shock. The commander shot him a menacing glare, causing the editor to cower down back into his seat, shaking like a Chihuahua. Sighing once more, Haui then turned to Ritsu with an impatient expression.
"Come, Mutt. It's time to go back to the cell you spent your time in as a teen," The commander said, grinning as he approached the brunette, "or have you forgotten, just how the darkness was so thick that it muffled the screams and cries of your weak, helpless self?"
"I-I haven't f-forgotten, sir." Ritsu said, shivering in fear as memories clouded his head like a wildfire.
"Good then, we don't have a problem it would seem." It was then that Haui roughly grabbed the brunette by his very own locks, slamming him down to the ground earning a large groan of pain. "What was that? You dare show weakness in front of me? You're such an animal!" Haui grinned darkly, stomping his hand on the brunette's hand. Ritsu let out a silent scream, muffling his grunts with his other hand as tears flew out of his eyes.
Masamune was pissed. He had no right to hurt him! Ritsu had done nothing. He then stood up, and decided to act.
As soon as he stood up, the guards from earlier had pointed their guns right in his direction. His eyes became pools of fear, as the commander eyed him warily. "Stop what? Oh, this?" Lifting his boot high in the air, he then stomped roughly on Ritsu's head. Ritsu then let out a yelp, his bloody knuckle twitching as his head was slammed against the carpet. With a wicked laugh, Haui continued the cruelty repeatedly.
"Stop it!" Masamune screeched, only to have his arms pinned behind his back by the guards. Haui halted and turned to the man with an impatient gaze. He let out a sigh, walking towards the doorway without hesitation.
"Perhaps we'll have room in the cell for two...Bring four eyes along as well. I'm sure that the mutt would like some company. Only natural for such beasts to get along." He said, advancing two guards to grab the bloody brunette on the carpet. Kisa then stood up once more, gathering all of his courage once more. "Y-You can't take them!" he shouted. "They haven't done any-" the Shouta was then cut off once more by the menacing gaze of the commander, sending the editor cowering down in his seat in fear.
As the brunette was forced to get up from his own bloody pile on the carpet, Masamune watched helplessly as his lover struggled not to cough up blood. One by one, chains were latched on his already crimson-stained wrists, and Ritsu let out yet another yelp of pain as the cold metal dig into his skin. Tears flew from emerald orbs softly, as the hard-headed persistent man from but a few minutes ago was replaced with a bloody mess of a prisoner. It was madness. Complete and utterly cruelty that Masamune felt his stomach go sick at such a sight.
For Ritsu, however, it was much worse. His head was spinning, and he was only half-conscious, repeating over and over in his mind that it was all just a dream…It had to be, right? His legs felt like jelly, and the chains were so tight that he didn't really feel much pain anymore. All he could feel was the cold, numb feeling, and the occasional rolling blood that trailed down his body. His head felt fuzzy too, and it was almost hard to stay conscious of his surroundings.
"Let's go, scumbag." A sharp voice chimed, much too sharp to have been his uncles. It didn't sound as if the two guards next to him had said it either. It sounded…Almost behind. Turning his head as quickly as it would allow, he slowly glanced behind his shoulder to see his boss, staring at him with concern and worry. His arms were pinned behind his back, and the guards were shuffling him forward, headed over to the doorway. "Takano-san…" he mumbled, thoughts shaking in his head. No…I-I can't allow him to….can't allow him to… The brunette's thoughts trailed off, as he hung his head, hiding his face under his bangs as they slowly trotted past him.
No…I have to do this. I have to stay strong. For…M-Masamune… Raising his head once more, face a little pink from his inner-pledge to save his boss, the brunette swiftly turned sideways and head-butted one of the guards. Hard. Watching as the guard fell to the ground, he kicked the other guard in the stomach with as much strength he could muster, trying to ignore the flaring pain in his head. "He's escaped! Quickly, capture him!" Haui screeched, the two guards who had held Masamune stopping and waltzing over to the brunette.
It was that one glance that changed everything. If it weren't for that one glance, things would have been different. But Ritsu…he made that one small glance at Masamune's wrists, and saw the blood trickling down from the tight grip of the previous two guards. Okay, that's it. Now, somebodies ass was getting kicked.
"Hurry, before he runs for it! He has chains on for god's sake, it's not like he can do anything!" The commander yelled, as the two guards raced forward. Grinning like a mad man, the brunette did an almost perfect backflip, landing with a slight 'huff' as he distanced himself away from the guards. Then, with a simple snap of his wrists, the chains broke into pieces, falling to the ground. The guard's stared, wide-eyed in fear, as the two guards Ritsu had weakened earlier stood; ready to fight behind their comrades.
"Four against one? That's not very fair." The brunette snickered, but approached the guards fearlessly nonetheless. The First guard-(We'll number them off so you don't get confused)-drew his fist back ready to punch, but instead found himself slammed on the floor over his opponents shoulder, and then kicked hard in the stomach for a finishing move.
Guard Number 1: Now barely conscious; Unable to move.
The second guard, enraged by the defeat of his fellow member charged at Ritsu at a full speed. However, the brunette was faster, and caught the guard's leg in mid-kick; twisting it backwards and sending him sprawled on the floor. But before he could even touch the ground, Ritsu grabbed him roughly by his neck, and head-butted the guard for the second time today.
Guard Number 2: Unconscious with a twisted ankle; Probably going to need some Advil when awake…
It was then that young Ritsu turned to the third guard. Chuckling at sudden flinch, he approached the guard, who seemed frozen in his spot. Now, the brunette may be cold and jaded, but he wasn't heartless. And he could see that the man before him was probably scared for his life. "Eh, you seem like a nice guy. Go home." Ritsu said, and it was mere seconds later that the man was dashing out of the building, away from the brunette.
Guard Number 3: Completely conscious (though he wished otherwise) and currently on his way home to be with his wife and kids. How sweet!
Finally, it was then that our young hero turned to the fourth guard, who stared at the brunette like a psychopath as he breathed heavily. "Well, I guess there are two options for you." Ritsu said, hands on his hips. "You can join that guy who just left and go home to your family, or you can join your fellow comrades seen on the floor," The brunette then gestured to the two men sprawled on the floor as if to emphasis his words.
As if deciding on a chocolate or vanilla ice-cream, the fourth guard was full of confusion and craziness, that it was only a few mere seconds that he had made his choice. He had chosen blueberry. Charging at the brunette much like the second guard, he attempted to hurt Ritsu in any way, shape, or form. But once more, Ritsu was too fast. Dodging the guards tasks until he was out of breath, the brunette came to a halt as the guard stopped, panting and wheezing from lack of air. "Y…You…*hack* Your gonna get it now!" he growled, slowly staggering his way to Ritsu.
Then, as if the most devious plan had come to his mine, the brunette smirked, and snickered under his breath. "You're gonna love this one, Takano-san." He muttered, hiding his face under his bangs. Masamune, already wide-eyed like the rest of the editors of his former kouhais fighting techniques, gulped a little as he knew what was coming up next.
The guard took his time approaching his opponent, his breath ridged like an icicle. Just few more steps….Ritsu thought, growing impatient at the single 'taps' of the man's walking.
'Tap' 'Tap' 'Tap'
Just one more…One more step and I'm ready.
Before anybody could blink, Ritsu's leg shot up like lightning, his foot meeting the guard's chin in a perfect roundhouse kick. Flying through the air, the guard found himself falling on Guard Number 1, knocking the both of them into full unconsciousness.
Guard Number 4: Completely knocked out, knocking out Guard Number 1 in the process.
After a moment or two of silence, a deep throaty sigh was heard from the doorway. Everyone's attention immediately fell on Haui, who was face palming himself on the failure of his guards. "You've improved, it seems." He muttered, seeming generally ticked off. "We can talk about this when I'm done with work." All eyes then flew to Ritsu, who was standing tall with an emotionless expression shading his features. "I'll meet you at the base at 10:45 sharp. I expect to meet you there alone." The brunette growled with a hint of a warning in his tone.
Then, his frown slowly fading away, Haui smirked and simply nodded his head. "Here then, before I go," Reaching into his pocket, the commander pulled out what seemed to be a newspaper and tossed it onto the desk, " maybe you can review your crimes for this evening chat." And with that, the commander took his leave, muttering something about having someone pick up his guards later.
There was an awkward moment of silence before Ritsu pulled up his injured hand to his eyes vision, and examined it with a tired sigh. "A-Are you okay, Riichan?" Kisa asked nervously, a bit frightened of his fellow editor at the moment. The brunette then sent him an appreciative look, his eyes smiling wider than his mouth. "Yeah, I'm fine." he replied, wiping the blood off his forehead with his wrists.
"You are not fine!" Masamune screeched, his rage filling the entire apartment. Oh shit…here we go….Ritsu thought as the older male grabbed a clean part of his wrist and dragging him out of the office and into the bathroom.
He expected his boss to then through a fuss, scrubbing his wounds vigorously until there wasn't a speck of blood in sight. He didn't expect was his boss pinning him to the wall, and kissing him in an almost relieved and worrisome way.
But, the thing he REALLY didn't expect was when he, Onodera Ritsu, kissed Takano Masamune back with almost the same exact attitude. His pride seemed to have washed away at the moment, as every inch of his body and soul wanted the older male closer. It wasn't long before a peculiar but somewhat expected thought filled his head.
Maybe it wasn't such a bad day after all…
Hey guys, sorry I have to end here for now (:
When Haui said Onodera Toshio Ritsu, 'Toshio' was referring to a middle name that is currently unknown, so I decided I might as well put one in just for the heck of it!
I added some hints of humor to try and make it not all so angsty…Sorry, this is the only story Imma allow myself to torture the characters :P
Well, Thanks for reading!