Twisted Strands of Fate
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2
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3,289
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7
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I do not own Eerie Queerie, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Two
‘He isn’t yours. He isn’t yours. He isn’t yours.’ Ichi chanted to himself. He looked in the mirror and stated firmly in his mind, ‘He isn’t yours.’ He grabbed his glasses and slipped them firmly up his nose and smirked into the glass, ‘But he isn’t his either…’
~~
Hansunuma glared at the door of the bathroom as Mitsuo rejoiced in the kitchen over having food again. As if Hansunuma had not just bought them both dinner an hour ago. His eyes went stormy when his mind went back to the hungry kisses and questing fingers. His plans for the night had NOT included movies with Ichi. They had included a naked Mitsuo moaning on is bed…possibly with whipped cream on top…
“…don’t you think ‘Numa-kun?” brought him back to reality and the innocently confused look in Mitsuo’s eyes. He grinned half-heartedly.
“Sounds great Mitsuo-kun.”
The sound of the door opening and closing brought both pairs of eyes to the bathroom door and Mitsuo blushed again. Ichi smiled and walked into the kitchen area as if he walked around half naked all the time. Mitsuo swallowed hard and blinked several times rapidly.
“R-R-Ready to go to the movie store?” he said stumbling at first. Praying he wasn’t that obvious.
Someone up there really doesn’t like him…poor Mitsuo.
Hasunuma growled and put is arms around his ‘officially unofficial’ boyfriend. Marking is intent with all the subtlety of a Mack truck. Ichi turned to hide his smile as Mitsuo pulled away shooting an annoyed look at Hasunuma.
Things were going as usual.
~~
“Never again. I am never sitting through that hellish movie again.”
Mitsuo hed hed the hardest. His two roommates would argue the color of the sky if they thought they could win and sometimes even if they knew they couldn’t. Quietly he slipped around picking up some movies from a broad range of spectrums and then calmly shooing the still fighting boys towards the register. The clerk winked at Mitsuo.
“You know I tink you boys keep us in business on Friday nights. They come to see who wins. We are thinking of taking up a charity for you – to buy ibuprofen for the headaches I am sure they cause.” The clerk said with another wink. Mitsuo read his nametag and smiled back.
“Glad to know they are of service to someone. I don’t suppose you want to keep them?” he asked as he paid for the movies.
Taidio, the movie clerk smiled, “we will leave that to you.”\
“How kind.”
“More like self preservation.”
“You suck.”
“Quite well I am told.”
~~
“I still can’t believe you two went to Babylon without me.” Ichi muttered as he got the popcorn ready. Mitsuo tried to tease him.
“It’s your own fault for being all ‘soccer star-like’ and getting that scholarship here in the first place. Now you have to earn it and all. Besides, I was huuungryyyy.”
“Whiny hungry?” this time the question was aimed at Hasunuma. Who nodded gravely, “Then it was self preservation.”
Mitsuo glared at both of them then huffed out of the kitchen, totally unaware of the two hungry gazes that followed him out of the tiny area.
Hasunuma did though, “I have loved him longer. He is …”
“He is not yours yet. Nor is he mine. He is his own person and will chose in is own time. Until then, back off – or I might just tell the perverted monk you changed your mind. Think e has cat ears to fit you too?”
“You are a dead man.”
“I will possess him forever.”
“Shit!”
~~
Blissful silence filled the dorm room and weak morning light fought its way through the shades to dance on the scene in front of the TV. Three bodies lay all over the place, rarely touching but all seeming connected. Mitsuo was the only 9one with an early morning class, so when he opened one green eye to sere that it was eight thirty – half an hour past the start of his class, he was slightly upset at whomever didn’t set the alarm.
“You two frickin’ useless people were supposed to set the alarm. Dammit the professor in that class already hates me. Now he’ll have a reason. Damn you both!” He shoved them both away and ran full tilt into the bathroom and threw on the shower, stripping as he made his way to his room to grab a towel and fresh clothes. Muttering the entire time about ungrateful roommates and that Karma was so going to bite them in the ass.
“Are we supposed to be listening to this?” Ichi asked rolling over and pulling the blanket over his head.
“I think so. I dunno.” Yawned Hasunuma as they both drifted off again.
A smaller blonde whirlwind huffed in their general direction before racing out the door. The slam brought winces to two other faces and then dreams recaptured them.
~~
THE day seemed to fly by. Soon enough the three young men found themselves in the suite studying. The TV was on low and every now someone would change the channel to change the background noise. Mitsuo popped up and made himself a snack, Hasunuma glanced up, smiled and went back to what he was doing. Ichi popped up and joined him in the kitchen area and stood close enough to smell the citrus scent of Mitsuo’s aftershave. He inhaled a little deeper than usual.
“Where did you stash the Kettle Corn?” e muttered digging through the cupboards.
“I put it in the box by the microwave. Where it belongs.” Mitsuo said with a roll of his eyes.
Ichi rolled his eyes and looked through the box next to the microwave and to his surprise found not only the popcorn but also the instant ramen and the microwavable soup. He grinned and turned to face Mitsuo, “You are going to organize us if it kills you aren’t you?”
Mitsuo nodded, “It is a horrible job but someone will have to do this. Someone has to housebreak the two of you. Or you will never get married and I will be stuck with you two for all of eternity. And probably beyond.”
Ichi burst out laughing, “Yeah, I could see us coming back and possessing you. If for no other reason than to piss you off.”
Mitsuo stuck is tongue out art his friend and rolled his eyes, “Where was I when they handed out the SANE friends?”
Hasunuma called out from the living room, “Being exorcised?”
~~
Mitsuo hated Saturday mornings. Which was odd. Most university students loved Saturday mornings. But most didn’t live with his two slightly anal, over-scheduled roommates who thought cleaning together was a fair way to split chores. Since Ichi was the soccer phoneme and had practice from twelve to five every Saturday nd Hasunuma had three study sessions he led Saturday afternoon that left Saturday morning.
“Okay, who thought it would be funny to leave the wet towels in a huge pile on the floor of the shower? We bout this nifty HAMPER for a reason…” Mitsuo muttered dumping the sodden mess into the afore mentioned hamper for easier transport to the laundry room in the basement of the dorm.
“Because it’s an easy way to piss you off wile the coffee is brewing?” offered Hasunuma.
“Because it is our way of rebelling against the system and declaring our independence?” Offered Ichi.
“I think it’s because you re both lazy bums.” Mitsuo stated s he stomped out of the bathroom in what he hoped was a mature and dignified huff.
‘He gets even cuter pissed off.’ Was the shared thought by Ichi and Hasunuma as they watched him go.
~~
Mitsuo glared at the mirror. E was supposed to go out for dinner with Hasunuma tonight but he had put off a paper too long and now it was due and he was only half done. So he had reservations for dinner and no one to take. Life sucks when your kindasortamaybe boyfriend is a Dumbass.
“’Suo-kun? Why the annoyed face?” Ichi said leaning against the bathroom door in only a pair of jeans and holding take out menus.
“”What are you doing for dinner tonight?”
Ichi held up the take out menus, “I am cooking my favorite dish – delivery. You?”
“Get ready. You are coming with me. I hope you like Italian.” Mitsuo said firmly, his eyes dancing. Why should perfectly good reservation go to waste? It wasn’t as if Ichi even noticed him the way Hasunuma did. They had fun when they went out.
“Love it. What’s the occasion?”
“I want to get out and ave fun.”
“I can deal with tat no problem.”
“Meet me at my car in twenty minutes.”
~~
Hasunuma heard it and sat down listlessly at his desk. His paper sat still not finished in t oft of him and all e could see was Mitsuo taking Ichi out to dinner to ‘their’ place. Eating their dishes and dancing later at Babylon. Like THEY always did.
How the hell had this happened?
~~
Hansunuma glared at the door of the bathroom as Mitsuo rejoiced in the kitchen over having food again. As if Hansunuma had not just bought them both dinner an hour ago. His eyes went stormy when his mind went back to the hungry kisses and questing fingers. His plans for the night had NOT included movies with Ichi. They had included a naked Mitsuo moaning on is bed…possibly with whipped cream on top…
“…don’t you think ‘Numa-kun?” brought him back to reality and the innocently confused look in Mitsuo’s eyes. He grinned half-heartedly.
“Sounds great Mitsuo-kun.”
The sound of the door opening and closing brought both pairs of eyes to the bathroom door and Mitsuo blushed again. Ichi smiled and walked into the kitchen area as if he walked around half naked all the time. Mitsuo swallowed hard and blinked several times rapidly.
“R-R-Ready to go to the movie store?” he said stumbling at first. Praying he wasn’t that obvious.
Someone up there really doesn’t like him…poor Mitsuo.
Hasunuma growled and put is arms around his ‘officially unofficial’ boyfriend. Marking is intent with all the subtlety of a Mack truck. Ichi turned to hide his smile as Mitsuo pulled away shooting an annoyed look at Hasunuma.
Things were going as usual.
~~
“Never again. I am never sitting through that hellish movie again.”
Mitsuo hed hed the hardest. His two roommates would argue the color of the sky if they thought they could win and sometimes even if they knew they couldn’t. Quietly he slipped around picking up some movies from a broad range of spectrums and then calmly shooing the still fighting boys towards the register. The clerk winked at Mitsuo.
“You know I tink you boys keep us in business on Friday nights. They come to see who wins. We are thinking of taking up a charity for you – to buy ibuprofen for the headaches I am sure they cause.” The clerk said with another wink. Mitsuo read his nametag and smiled back.
“Glad to know they are of service to someone. I don’t suppose you want to keep them?” he asked as he paid for the movies.
Taidio, the movie clerk smiled, “we will leave that to you.”\
“How kind.”
“More like self preservation.”
“You suck.”
“Quite well I am told.”
~~
“I still can’t believe you two went to Babylon without me.” Ichi muttered as he got the popcorn ready. Mitsuo tried to tease him.
“It’s your own fault for being all ‘soccer star-like’ and getting that scholarship here in the first place. Now you have to earn it and all. Besides, I was huuungryyyy.”
“Whiny hungry?” this time the question was aimed at Hasunuma. Who nodded gravely, “Then it was self preservation.”
Mitsuo glared at both of them then huffed out of the kitchen, totally unaware of the two hungry gazes that followed him out of the tiny area.
Hasunuma did though, “I have loved him longer. He is …”
“He is not yours yet. Nor is he mine. He is his own person and will chose in is own time. Until then, back off – or I might just tell the perverted monk you changed your mind. Think e has cat ears to fit you too?”
“You are a dead man.”
“I will possess him forever.”
“Shit!”
~~
Blissful silence filled the dorm room and weak morning light fought its way through the shades to dance on the scene in front of the TV. Three bodies lay all over the place, rarely touching but all seeming connected. Mitsuo was the only 9one with an early morning class, so when he opened one green eye to sere that it was eight thirty – half an hour past the start of his class, he was slightly upset at whomever didn’t set the alarm.
“You two frickin’ useless people were supposed to set the alarm. Dammit the professor in that class already hates me. Now he’ll have a reason. Damn you both!” He shoved them both away and ran full tilt into the bathroom and threw on the shower, stripping as he made his way to his room to grab a towel and fresh clothes. Muttering the entire time about ungrateful roommates and that Karma was so going to bite them in the ass.
“Are we supposed to be listening to this?” Ichi asked rolling over and pulling the blanket over his head.
“I think so. I dunno.” Yawned Hasunuma as they both drifted off again.
A smaller blonde whirlwind huffed in their general direction before racing out the door. The slam brought winces to two other faces and then dreams recaptured them.
~~
THE day seemed to fly by. Soon enough the three young men found themselves in the suite studying. The TV was on low and every now someone would change the channel to change the background noise. Mitsuo popped up and made himself a snack, Hasunuma glanced up, smiled and went back to what he was doing. Ichi popped up and joined him in the kitchen area and stood close enough to smell the citrus scent of Mitsuo’s aftershave. He inhaled a little deeper than usual.
“Where did you stash the Kettle Corn?” e muttered digging through the cupboards.
“I put it in the box by the microwave. Where it belongs.” Mitsuo said with a roll of his eyes.
Ichi rolled his eyes and looked through the box next to the microwave and to his surprise found not only the popcorn but also the instant ramen and the microwavable soup. He grinned and turned to face Mitsuo, “You are going to organize us if it kills you aren’t you?”
Mitsuo nodded, “It is a horrible job but someone will have to do this. Someone has to housebreak the two of you. Or you will never get married and I will be stuck with you two for all of eternity. And probably beyond.”
Ichi burst out laughing, “Yeah, I could see us coming back and possessing you. If for no other reason than to piss you off.”
Mitsuo stuck is tongue out art his friend and rolled his eyes, “Where was I when they handed out the SANE friends?”
Hasunuma called out from the living room, “Being exorcised?”
~~
Mitsuo hated Saturday mornings. Which was odd. Most university students loved Saturday mornings. But most didn’t live with his two slightly anal, over-scheduled roommates who thought cleaning together was a fair way to split chores. Since Ichi was the soccer phoneme and had practice from twelve to five every Saturday nd Hasunuma had three study sessions he led Saturday afternoon that left Saturday morning.
“Okay, who thought it would be funny to leave the wet towels in a huge pile on the floor of the shower? We bout this nifty HAMPER for a reason…” Mitsuo muttered dumping the sodden mess into the afore mentioned hamper for easier transport to the laundry room in the basement of the dorm.
“Because it’s an easy way to piss you off wile the coffee is brewing?” offered Hasunuma.
“Because it is our way of rebelling against the system and declaring our independence?” Offered Ichi.
“I think it’s because you re both lazy bums.” Mitsuo stated s he stomped out of the bathroom in what he hoped was a mature and dignified huff.
‘He gets even cuter pissed off.’ Was the shared thought by Ichi and Hasunuma as they watched him go.
~~
Mitsuo glared at the mirror. E was supposed to go out for dinner with Hasunuma tonight but he had put off a paper too long and now it was due and he was only half done. So he had reservations for dinner and no one to take. Life sucks when your kindasortamaybe boyfriend is a Dumbass.
“’Suo-kun? Why the annoyed face?” Ichi said leaning against the bathroom door in only a pair of jeans and holding take out menus.
“”What are you doing for dinner tonight?”
Ichi held up the take out menus, “I am cooking my favorite dish – delivery. You?”
“Get ready. You are coming with me. I hope you like Italian.” Mitsuo said firmly, his eyes dancing. Why should perfectly good reservation go to waste? It wasn’t as if Ichi even noticed him the way Hasunuma did. They had fun when they went out.
“Love it. What’s the occasion?”
“I want to get out and ave fun.”
“I can deal with tat no problem.”
“Meet me at my car in twenty minutes.”
~~
Hasunuma heard it and sat down listlessly at his desk. His paper sat still not finished in t oft of him and all e could see was Mitsuo taking Ichi out to dinner to ‘their’ place. Eating their dishes and dancing later at Babylon. Like THEY always did.
How the hell had this happened?