Newlyweds | By : Lennith Category: +S to Z > s-CRY-ed/Scryed Views: 4059 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Author: Lennith
Rating: R, possibly NC-17 deciding on my twisted imagination.
Pairing: KazuRyu, RyuKazu
Disclaimer: I am not a genius; hence I did not create Scryed! The story and all characters belong to Bandai, Yosuke Kuroda, Yasunari Toda, the little green gods, Bill Gates, and whoever else contributed to their creation. Namely, not me!
Warnings: This fic is YAOI! If you don’t know that term, I highly suggest you look it up before reading. Though if you’re reading Scryed fanfiction, chances are you know perfectly well what yaoi is and you’re looking for some man on man action. Well, rest assured, you’ve come to the right place
A/N: Woo! I’m really encouraged by the reactions I’ve gotten so far! Thank you, Brightdreamer and RedHedLvr for your reviews! Ahaha, I’m just so pleased people seem to be liking it. I generally don’t like fanfics involving marriage either, but the idea of Ryuhou and Kazuma trying their hand at domestic life just seemed too funny to me. And I’m thinking the honeymoon might have to dip into heavy-citrus because I’m so inspired by this new baby! *strokes it* Sorry if I do some Mimori-bashing in this chapter! It’s not so much that I dislike her, but she’s so easy to use for comedic affect. I was going to go straight to the honeymoon and just have the boys elope, but Brightdreamer inspired me to actually show some form of ceremony… and the reactions of the other characters XD
ixi
Pesky Interlopers.
“Ryuhou!”
Mimori welcomed the arrival of the two alter users with her typical wail. She exploded from her doorway to latch on to Ryuhou, burying her face in his uniform. “You were gone so long! We were all so worried about you!”
Ryuhou shifted uncomfortably. “Kazuma and I are just fine, Mimori.” He closed his eyes, willing the fingers to release him but they tightened and drew him closer. “Uh, Mimori, could you let go?”
The dark haired woman blinked up at him in confusion. “Let go? Why?” She obviously thought he was playing because she gripped even tighter.
“Mimori,” Ryuhou said, “I’m a married man now.” Although Ryuhou was a near expert at keeping his feelings behind a cold mask, this time he had to struggle not to have a snigger at his friend’s expense.
“Wh-wha-what?!” Mimori stuttered in shock. Ryuhou managed to lift his hand from her grip and dangle the now ringed digit in front of her face.
“People might get the wrong idea,” Ryuhou managed to continue gently. Mimori, however, did not relent.
“B-b-but who?!” She finally demanded, every emotion from fear to anger passing over her usually pleasant features. “Where is she? How could you do this to m-“
“HEY LADY!” Kazuma bellowed, finally coming around the corner from where he had greeted Kanami in the garden. “Hands off my property!”
Mimori’s jaw dropped and her face went white as snow. “No… Not… Kazuma” she asked, looking into Ryuhou’s face, desperate for a signal of denial. To her terror Ryuhou never showed her one, and Kazuma, trailed by Kanami, plucked her off of Ryuhou as if she were a clinging child.
“Kazu-kun?” Kanami tilted her head quizzically, obviously not quite clear on what was going on.
“Ryuhou and I decided to get hitched!” Kazuma declared proudly, twining an arm around his lover’s waist.
Kanami still looked vaguely confused and Mimori looked like a fish out of water, her mouth working furiously but unable to utter a sound.
Ryuhou rubbed his temple, beginning to feel a little embarrassed. “Kanami, Kazuma and I got married,” he explained clearly. Kanami giggled happily and Mimori wailed in despair.
“How wonderful! I’m happy for you two,” Kanami bubbled happily. “Oh, but why weren’t we invited to the wedding?”
Kazuma grinned. “We didn’t bother with one.”
“AHA! If you didn’t have a ceremony you aren’t really married!” Mimori exclaimed, finally finding a way to refute the marriage.
“Sure we are! We exchanged rings and vows! What difference does a stupid stuffy ceremony make?” Kazuma retorted.
“It’s not like any ceremony we had would be legal,” Ryuhou explained. “We’re both men.”
“Oh, but you two should still have some sort of formal wedding,” Kanami murmured thoughtfully.
“Look, we just wanted to let you two know that we’ll be away on our honeymoon as soon as I receive Kazuma’s new passport,” Ryuhou croaked as he felt his patience running thin. At the word “honeymoon” Mimori almost fainted.
Kanami shook her head vigorously. “That just isn’t proper! Let us have a party for you! We promise it’ll be fun, right Mimori-san?”
Mimori managed a weak nod.
Kazuma began to look slightly interested. “What kind of party?”
Kanami thought a moment. “Well, we can just invite our friends and feast in your honor, I suppose.”
Kazuma swiveled to look at Ryuhou, who was still looking very suspicious, questioningly. “That doesn’t sound too bad.”
Mimori perked up a little bit. “We could have drinks too. And maybe games or something”
“Wow! I dunno, Ryuhou, this sounds like it might be fun.”
Ryuhou still looked skeptical as the two men turned away from the women to have a private word. “I don’t know, Kazuma, don’t you think this might be embarrassing?” he asked in a hushed voice.
“No way! Please please please let’s have this party thing? Come on, we can get Urizane back if we get him drunk enough,” Kazuma pleaded like a child.
“They’re planning something else, can’t you see that?”
“Awwwww, come on Ryuhou, what’s the worst that can happen. Say we’ll have this wedding? Think of the presents! Think of the booze!”
Ryuhou’s teeth started to rattle as Kazuma tugged on him repeatedly. “Ok! Fine! On one condition,” Ryuhou said, raising his hand significantly.
“What’s that?”
Ryuhou smirked and crossed his arms. “No sex until the honeymoon then.”
Kazuma’s face resembled Mimori’s earlier fish impression. “B-b-but…”
“Well, since you seem to want to follow tradition all of a sudden we might as well follow it completely,” Ryuhou said with a gleam of triumph in his eye. If Kazuma was going to force him to be humiliated it would only be justice to make him feel equally miserable.
“But you said that’s going to be at least two weeks from now,” Kazuma argued pitifully.
“Think you can’t handle it?”
Kazuma toed the dirt stubbornly. “Fine, no sex until the honeymoon.”
Ryuhou nodded in agreement and the pact was made. The two finally turned back to the girls, including them in the conversation once more.
“Okay! We’ll do this wedding thing,” Kazuma announced happily.
“Oh how wonderful,” Mimori tittered. “Now let me take your measurements!” Kazuma yelped as he was suddenly dragged by the woman into the house and then attacked with a measuring tape.
“What are you doing to me?!” Kazuma shrieked as some soft frilly fabric was draped over his shoulder experimentally.
“Why, you can’t get married without a wedding dress, Kazuma,” Mimori grinned wickedly, her voice dripping with vengeful thoughts. “Don’t worry, even though you have no figure at all I’ll be sure to make you look radiant.”
“Wha- Help me, Ryuhou, Kanami, anyone!” Kazuma flailed. But Ryuhou was busy trying to hold back any laughter and Kanami was fidgeting uncomfortably.
“What do you think about pink bows, Kanami-chan?” Mimori asked cheerfully.
“Oh please no, not pink bows!”
“I think Ryuhou should wear the dress, Mimori,” Kanami said brightly.
Mimori snorted. Now it was Ryuhou’s turn to gag and go pale. “What?”
“Well, you have a much nicer figure than Kazuma does. Your waist is more feminine,” Kanami explained.
Murder filled Ryuhou’s glittering red eyes. “Kazuma, you still want this wedding?”
“No! Please, get it off, get it OFF!” Kazuma wailed, still trying to escape the pins and ruffles.
“Ok, let’s run for it then.” Ryuhou grabbed hold of Kazuma’s collar and dragged him off through the door before the girls had a chance to react. Still shedding ribbons, Kazuma leaped into the passenger side of the car as Ryuhou revved the engine. By the time the girls managed to come out the door, the escaping couple was already well on their way.
“Oh my god, I didn’t think girls were capable of that sort of cruelty,” Kazuma shivered.
“Well, I tried to warn you,” Ryuhou said languidly, shifting gears. “Girls get some funny notions in their heads about weddings.”
Kazuma nodded in agreement, finally shedding the last ribbon and tossing it out the window to float into the wilderness. “Well at least now there’s no sex ban,” he sighed in relief.
“You agreed, not until the honeymoon.” Ryuhou reminded him.
“Y-you’re not going to hold me to that since we’re not doing that party thing, right?”
Ryuhou didn’t answer, but smiled a fraction.
Kazuma brought his head between his knees. “Ooooooooh shit. This sucks.”
To be continued…
ixi
A/N: Ohohoho! Poor Kazuma. It’s going to be mighty hard to keep his vow of celibacy until his passport arrives, eh? Bet you’re all wondering what he’s going to do to occupy himself during that time, eh eh? XD Well hold on to your hats! It shall come soon!
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