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Request Fiction- Believe me
Wednesday, December 1, 2010 | 6:09 PM  Title: Believe me Pairings: Yamashita Tomohisa X Nishikido Ryo Genre: Angst Rating: PG-13 Disclaimer: I don't own them! Credits to awesome scans from UNPLUGGED, and edited by me, with tools from photoshop :D Summary: What happens when you've believed in someone? Author's Note: It's dedicated to rukia_nishikido! Thanks for requesting it from me xD, i hope you like it!! My NEWS request fiction can be found here! Do leave a comment if you're interested! :D “Then, I’ll get going,” and the door closed before Yamapi could say anything more. Yamapi then slowly dragged his feet back into the bedroom, and slumped onto the bed. “What’s wrong with Ryo these days? He hardly talks to me, and on top of that, he’s always going out with his…” Yamapi then sit up, and widened his eyes. “Is.. Ryo sick of me?” The same thing happened every night without fail. Yamapi have always tried to salvage the relationship between him and Ryo by telling him, “Ryo, let’s have dinner together,” “Ryo, I’ve cook some food, let’s eat together?” Ryo always pushed it off saying, “I’m meeting my friend, and I’m sorry Pi,” “Koyama, is it normal that your boyfriend is always pushing off your dates with you because he’s meeting his friend?” Yamapi asked his group member, Koyama Keiichiro for some opinion. Koyama looked up, and darted looks at Yamapi. “What’s wrong? Being ditched by Ryo-chan?” Koyama asked, totally insensitive of Yamapi’s feelings. Yamapi sighed, as his head dropped onto the table of the bar. Koyama laughed, while Yamapi stared at him. “I’m being depressed over here, and you’re laughing me, awesome Koyama,” Koyama wiped away the tears at the tip of his eyes, as he eyed back towards Yamapi. Yamapi was ordering another cup of whiskey, while his whiskey on the table was empty. Koyama shake his head, and when the refilled cup of whiskey returned, Koyama snatched it away. “Stop drinking, Pi. It doesn’t help,” Yamapi stared at Koyama, as a warning for him to give back the whiskey. Koyama then told the staff to come over, before he passed the cup of whiskey over to them. “Pi, don’t forget that my uncle owns this bar. After all, I am sort of the young boss of this bar, and the staffs need to listen to my words,” Yamapi grumbled upon that comment. Fidgeting, he then bury his head in his hands. Koyama shake his head once again, and sighed. He then ordered a cup of lemon tea, and gave it to Yamapi. “Drink this, it’ll help,” Yamapi took it over and drank it of course. He didn’t really care whether it’s not brandy, not whiskey, or bitter tea, or what more lemon tea is. All he knew that was he needed something to bring him away from reality, and maybe drinking something will just help in one way or another. “Yamapi, I think the one that can heal you will be Ryo-chan, right?” Koyama asked. Yamapi looked at Koyama, and turning away, he whispered, “I know, but.. what can I do?” Koyama stopped and listened. He knows that Yamapi have more to say. “Ryo is always coming home late, and..” he paused, “I think Ryo’s cheating on me,” Koyama used his index finger and twirl around the top of the wine glass in front of him. “For that to be confirm, you should ask Ryo-chan, instead of suspecting every possibility over here yourself,” Yamapi looked at Koyama. Koyama was having a bitter smile on his mouth as well. “Even if that’s the truth, there’s no choice. After all, love, is nothing to do with correct or wrong, it’s all about feelings, right? You just.. need to learn to accept things, and move on,” Yamapi nodded his head in sentiments as he picked up his lemon tea glass and drink it down. Koyama flunked open Yamapi’s apartment door, as he struggled to drag Yamapi over to the bed. The lemon tea didn’t help, and Koyama have totally not a single idea how a lemon tea could drunk a person. Struggling to carry the heavy and drunken Yamapi, Koyama finally brought him back into the room. “Koyama? What are you doing here?” another voice sounded. Koyama turned around, to realize Ryo was at the main door, taking out his shoes. “Yamapi got drunk, and I dragged him back. Damn, you should asked him to go on a diet,” Koyama grumbled, as he sat down onto the sofa, and massage his arms. Ryo laughed a bit, before he went into the kitchen to pour a glass of water. “Thanks for bringing him home,” Ryo answered, as he walked out of the kitchen, and placed the glass down onto the coffee table. “Ah, that’s nothing. But Ryo-chan..” Koyama stopped, picked up the glass of water, and clutched it with both of his hands. “I don’t know if I should be saying this, but Yamapi is rather worried,” “Worried? About what?” Ryo asked. “About you,” Koyama stopped. He took a sip of the water, and placed the glass down onto the table. “About you.. and him,” Koyama mumbled. Ryo widened his eyes and looked away. “Why aren’t you saying something? Guilty?” Koyama asked, his eyes fixed onto Ryo now. Ryo turned away, not returning any reply. This time, Ryo’s phone ringed. He picked it up, and hurriedly hang it up. “I’ll call you back later,” “Is that.. Tegoshi?” Koyama asked, his head lowered down, his eyes on his thigh. Ryo turned his head in a flash towards Koyama. “Ho..How?” “I know something was wrong with you and Tegoshi already. He seemed to be sticking with you more than usual, and plus, only dense people like Yamapi never noticed it. No, is Yamapi have never suspect before,” Ryo lowered his head. He then looked up, and looks at Koyama. “Yea, it’s Tegoshi. We’re going out. Just.. I didn’t have a chance to tell Yamapi. In fact, I don’t know how to face him,” Koyama shake his head, as he stood up. “You should tell that to Yamapi,” he then walked over to the room door, and opened it. Yamapi then came falling down onto the floor. “OUCH!” Yamapi screamed. His forehead had hit the ground. “Both of you should talk, I’m leaving now,” Koyama then said, as he turned away, wore his shoe, and head out of the apartment. Yamapi struggled to stand up, while Ryo just sat at the sofa, silently. “Ryo, you used to rush over to me and asked if I’m okay when I fall down,” Yamapi mumbled, as he walked towards Ryo. Ryo widened his eyes, and his head still lowered, “I’m sorry, Pi,” Yamapi shake his head, and settled down onto the sofa. “Haha, it’s okay Ryo. I’m now trying to accept the facts, just.. tell me one thing,” Yamapi paused, and looked at Ryo, “Was it wrong for me to believe in you all these times?” Ryo shake his head. “Pi, I’ve always love you. It’s just.. probably, we lacked the destiny to be together,” Yamapi smiled. “Then, I’m glad,” Ryo’s phone started ringing again. “Hello,” “Yea,”, “Are you okay?”, “I’ll come over now,” and Ryo hanged it up. Yamapi looked at Ryo, before Ryo could say a thing, Yamapi have hurriedly said, “Go, I’m fine,” Ryo stood up, and grabbing his coat hanged onto the couch, he muttered, “Thanks,” and what was left was the sound of the closing of the main door. Yamapi finally buried his face into his palms, and tears slowly flowed down his eyes. “Ryo…” Yamapi looked up once again, and stared at the main door. He know that the door will never have the same familiarity like it used to have, the door will never have the.. Plunging down, his heart felt like it was breaking into billions of pieces. “Was it really correct of me to believe you all along, Ryo? Labels: believe me, request |