Alimentazione, O Perdita Di Esso
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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
13
Views:
1,565
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ghost
Ryuichi leaned carefully against the wall, watching as Tohma met with a man about something or other. He kept glancing around nervously, not obviously, but it was there, if you knew what to look for.
Ryuichi did.
He seemed almost haunted, checking for ghosts in every corner. And a loud noise—if Tohma peered at the nearby hallways any more cautiously, Ryuichi was going to start feeling paranoid. They both knew that what the keyboardist was looking for would not sneak up on him in broad daylight. He was much less subtle. But who was Ryuichi to disturb the fantasy?
If his friend wanted to pretend he was dealing with something as simple as a spirt, let him. That illusion would be shattered soon enough.
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Tohma rose from the table, glancing quickly back around. He knew K was under the neurotic, strung-out thumb of Sakano, and the man's wails would alert him well ahead of time if he had a trigger-happy American going anywhere inappropriate.
He did not see how his singer believed he and the older blond would ever be able to be near each other without killing each other. He wanted to take drastic measures even knowing the blond wasn't near the building; it certainly wasn't going to improve with him closer. Especially not as close as Ryuichi and the other man were planning. But he wasn't going to allow them to alter things that much—the last thing NG Studios needed was the fireworks the upcoming disasters would bring. Just the new, simple security measures would throw most of his employees off for a week.
He glanced back to where his singer was following him; between the American and Ryuichi, he was beginning to feel haunted.
Ryuichi did.
He seemed almost haunted, checking for ghosts in every corner. And a loud noise—if Tohma peered at the nearby hallways any more cautiously, Ryuichi was going to start feeling paranoid. They both knew that what the keyboardist was looking for would not sneak up on him in broad daylight. He was much less subtle. But who was Ryuichi to disturb the fantasy?
If his friend wanted to pretend he was dealing with something as simple as a spirt, let him. That illusion would be shattered soon enough.
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Tohma rose from the table, glancing quickly back around. He knew K was under the neurotic, strung-out thumb of Sakano, and the man's wails would alert him well ahead of time if he had a trigger-happy American going anywhere inappropriate.
He did not see how his singer believed he and the older blond would ever be able to be near each other without killing each other. He wanted to take drastic measures even knowing the blond wasn't near the building; it certainly wasn't going to improve with him closer. Especially not as close as Ryuichi and the other man were planning. But he wasn't going to allow them to alter things that much—the last thing NG Studios needed was the fireworks the upcoming disasters would bring. Just the new, simple security measures would throw most of his employees off for a week.
He glanced back to where his singer was following him; between the American and Ryuichi, he was beginning to feel haunted.