Rainbow Dreams
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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,799
Reviews:
6
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.
Red
He had always loved food. Sweets especially, but other food was just as tasty sometimes. Naturally, liking food, he liked to cook as well. Unfortunately, he apparently wasn't as good at it as he'd thought—which was why he was in his current predicament.
It was Tohma’s birthday, the first he’d had since his divorce seven months ago. They did not give each other presents on the holidays, usually, Tohma, Noriko and he. They’d known each other too long to bother with gifts—multiple holidays for multiple years. What was the point? But this year, Ryuichi had wanted to do something for his longtime friend—his long-term obsession. When he brought celebrating it up with the keyboardist, his suggestion was met with shock and… something else, something he didn’t recognize. But then a polite refusal was uttered, and a smile offered to soften the blow. Tohma obviously thought that was the end of it, and he didn’t bother to hide his anger when the singer pressed on, insisting he needed company, somebody to celebrate it with, now that Mika was gone. The stony glare that met the end of his short speech informed him, in no uncertain terms, that his interference wasn’t welcome.
But he had never been afraid of the blond, was probably one of the few people who wasn’t; he was one of the people Tohma protected, and nothing he could say or do would ever change that. And so, he had gone ahead and made plans for the celebration he was going to throw his friend.
Okay, so maybe celebration was too…big of a word. Yes, they’d be celebrating—hopefully. But could you call it a celebration if only two people were going to be there? It would just be Ryu and the birthday boy…practically a date, really. Not that Tohma would be interested. So, when he had planned this party that was his gift, he had thought long and hard about what his object of affection might appreciate, and suddenly it had come to him! What was one of the few things he was good at? And what was one of the few things Tohma wouldn’t turn down as a gift? It was simple—he just had to make one of the fancy dinners the blond had always liked.
Searching desperately he had finally found a recipe that looked good. Veal cutlets, baby potatoes, carrots, and peas, with Tiramisu cake for dessert. He already had a key to the apartment, so the only difficulties left were getting all the ingredients and getting out of the studio early. He had to run all around Tokyo, but he had finally gotten all the necessities. The last objective, escaping early, he accomplished much more easily that he’d thought possible. He had left at lunch and never went back—surprisingly, nobody had been sent after him.
So he had been in the keyboardist’s apartment all afternoon, cleaning, cooking, and getting everything ready. Then it was time to make the Tiramisu, and the trouble started. First, he dropped the flour; while cleaning it up, the broom handle knocked over the new bag of coffee beans on the counter that the singer had just opened. Then, he slipped on the coffee beans, and slammed into a pitcher of water as he fell.
And in had walked Tohma, to find a wet Ryuichi sprawled on his flour and coffee bean covered floor, with the veal and vegetables providing a very romantic backdrop to a very unromantic scene. As the blond spectator’s mouth began to twitch, Ryuichi felt a flush start at the base of his neck and work it’s way up.
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AN:
Okay, so here's the first in a collection of drabbles. These are based off of the "Colors" challenge on LiveJournal; while I haven't actually, and will never, join the community, they provide fun ideas/ways to write stories. I also (unless noted) will always use the prompts in order. So, this is red. Next is "Pink", which is already written and will be up tomorrow! I also have the first for another collection of drabbles, the "Episodes and Incidents" one off LiveJournal, which is centered around K/Tohma, as requested by Saanrio :P
Chapter Five, a complete chapter for once, will be up for D-DS later tonight; I have to type it still, and I might post it late enough that it will show up with tomorrow's date. But, either way, updates YAY!
Review, give suggestions for other pairings I should write, and feel free to email me at idwytnome(at)yahoo(dot)com!
It was Tohma’s birthday, the first he’d had since his divorce seven months ago. They did not give each other presents on the holidays, usually, Tohma, Noriko and he. They’d known each other too long to bother with gifts—multiple holidays for multiple years. What was the point? But this year, Ryuichi had wanted to do something for his longtime friend—his long-term obsession. When he brought celebrating it up with the keyboardist, his suggestion was met with shock and… something else, something he didn’t recognize. But then a polite refusal was uttered, and a smile offered to soften the blow. Tohma obviously thought that was the end of it, and he didn’t bother to hide his anger when the singer pressed on, insisting he needed company, somebody to celebrate it with, now that Mika was gone. The stony glare that met the end of his short speech informed him, in no uncertain terms, that his interference wasn’t welcome.
But he had never been afraid of the blond, was probably one of the few people who wasn’t; he was one of the people Tohma protected, and nothing he could say or do would ever change that. And so, he had gone ahead and made plans for the celebration he was going to throw his friend.
Okay, so maybe celebration was too…big of a word. Yes, they’d be celebrating—hopefully. But could you call it a celebration if only two people were going to be there? It would just be Ryu and the birthday boy…practically a date, really. Not that Tohma would be interested. So, when he had planned this party that was his gift, he had thought long and hard about what his object of affection might appreciate, and suddenly it had come to him! What was one of the few things he was good at? And what was one of the few things Tohma wouldn’t turn down as a gift? It was simple—he just had to make one of the fancy dinners the blond had always liked.
Searching desperately he had finally found a recipe that looked good. Veal cutlets, baby potatoes, carrots, and peas, with Tiramisu cake for dessert. He already had a key to the apartment, so the only difficulties left were getting all the ingredients and getting out of the studio early. He had to run all around Tokyo, but he had finally gotten all the necessities. The last objective, escaping early, he accomplished much more easily that he’d thought possible. He had left at lunch and never went back—surprisingly, nobody had been sent after him.
So he had been in the keyboardist’s apartment all afternoon, cleaning, cooking, and getting everything ready. Then it was time to make the Tiramisu, and the trouble started. First, he dropped the flour; while cleaning it up, the broom handle knocked over the new bag of coffee beans on the counter that the singer had just opened. Then, he slipped on the coffee beans, and slammed into a pitcher of water as he fell.
And in had walked Tohma, to find a wet Ryuichi sprawled on his flour and coffee bean covered floor, with the veal and vegetables providing a very romantic backdrop to a very unromantic scene. As the blond spectator’s mouth began to twitch, Ryuichi felt a flush start at the base of his neck and work it’s way up.
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AN:
Okay, so here's the first in a collection of drabbles. These are based off of the "Colors" challenge on LiveJournal; while I haven't actually, and will never, join the community, they provide fun ideas/ways to write stories. I also (unless noted) will always use the prompts in order. So, this is red. Next is "Pink", which is already written and will be up tomorrow! I also have the first for another collection of drabbles, the "Episodes and Incidents" one off LiveJournal, which is centered around K/Tohma, as requested by Saanrio :P
Chapter Five, a complete chapter for once, will be up for D-DS later tonight; I have to type it still, and I might post it late enough that it will show up with tomorrow's date. But, either way, updates YAY!
Review, give suggestions for other pairings I should write, and feel free to email me at idwytnome(at)yahoo(dot)com!