[RP Log] Ryoma, Yuuta

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Date: Tuesday, June 19
Rating: PG? G? Something in that vicinity.
Summary and note: Late Monday night/early Tuesday morning, Yuuta and Ryoma temporarily stole the rec room's couch since they liked it so much... despite Yuuta being sat on by Kaidoh. There should be a sign in the rec room saying that the couch has been moved to be cleaned. It should be back when Ryoma and Yuuta find a shiny couch at the thrift store for themselves. Anyway, here they are, enjoying the couch :D. The log is a little weird format-wise but uh, hopefully it's still entertaining.



Ryoma wants to know who died and made Yuuta captain.

Yuuta says that the early bird gets the worm of captaincy.

Ryoma says that makes Akazawa and Momo captains, not Yuuta.

Yuuta says Momo didn't call dibs.

Ryoma says it's implied dibs.
Ryoma says he pities Yuuta, always having to call dibs over his siblings. Growing up an only child was much easier.

Yuuta wonders if that's why Ryoma's such a spoiled brat.

... aaaand ryoma says he's not a spoiled brat.

Yuuta says he is too a spoiled brat.

Ryoma says Yuuta's the spoiled brat if anyone is.

Yuuta says that it takes one to know one.

Ryoma says that's fine, as long as Yuuta admits he's a spoiled brat.
Ryoma says it's also 'cause Yuuta has an older brother and sister to look out for him.

Yuuta scowls at Ryoma. It wasn't like they were doting on him.

Ryoma says it sure seems like they must've from this end.

Yuuta says Ryoma doesn't know anything.

Ryoma says he knows plenty, Yuuta's just stupid.

Yuuta growls and says that he knows more than Ryoma ever will, and he shoves at him.

Ryoma frowns and shoves Yuuta back and says he's pretty sure it's the other way around.

Yuuta says he doubts that. A lot. He frowns and plops down on the couch.

Ryoma just scowls and says at least Yuuta's siblings were crazy before the... well, you know. But then he sighs and sits on the other end of the couch and says it doesn't really matter.

Yuuta glances over, still scowly. How's he doing anyway?

Ryoma leans on the couch arm and says he thinks Ryoga's going to do something, but he doesn't know what.

Something, huh? Gonna keep an eye on him?

Ryoma nods and says he wishes he knew where Ryoga lived. That'd make stuff a lot easier.

That sucks. But isn't he like a living homing device? He glances over and pokes at Ryoma with his toe.

Ryoma gives him a halfhearted glare and says he can track every freaking mutant on the planet except his brother. His signal comes and goes.

Well, where was the last place he tracked him to?

Somewhere in the city, before he gave Ryoma the slip.

They could check around that area. He means... where could a crazy person go anyway?

Ryoma sighs and says plenty of places... and then glances over and asks "They?" He doesn't know why Yuuta wants to waste his time tracking down a nutjob.

Yeah well... if he's planning on doing something, it can't be good for him either. So Ryoma shouldn't get any funny ideas. He smirks a bit and scoots a litttle closer.

Ryoma tilts his head and cocks a tired grin and says whenever Ryoga's planning something, it's usually not good for anyone. He's not sure someone else wants to deal with that.

Yeah well, having two pairs of eyes makes it a lot easier to get it over with. Yuuta's right beside him, arm snaking around his waist.

Ryoma watches Yuuta a minute before shifting a little closer, saying he's not gonna be responsible if his brother tries, you know, blow Yuuta up or anything.

Yuuta says that he can take care of himself, thankyouverymuch. And anyway, it's his job to blow shit up. Or, well, make stuff catch on fire and then blow up.

Ryoma cocks a wry grin and says yeah, but Yuuta's never met his brother. As soon as he sees Yuuta do it.... well.

Yuuta pauses. ...What? He can copy it?

Ryoma says he's not sure if Ryoga can copy the fire, exactly... but he can copy a lot. And he's good at improvising.

Well, it's a good thing he's fireproof.

Ryoma nods and pokes Yuuta in the shoulder and says that's pretty helpful, yeah.
Ryoma wants to know if Yuuta was always fireproof.

Yuuta shrugs. Maybe. It wasn't like he tried to set himself on fire... but his parents always thought he had a fever until they realized that was just how his body was.

Ryoma smirks and nudges Yuuta with his shoulder. He says Yuuta is pretty hot, he guesses.

Yuuta laughs and grins back. So now he's spewing out complements now, huh.

Ryoma blinks and gives him a bit of a shove (not hard) and says maybe he was just talking about body temperature.

Maybe, but he thinks he meant hot as in the other way. Because it's true~

Ryoma says oh, now Yuuta's conceited on top of stupid~

Rock Deux Light: Don't forget hot. He smirks and gives him a light shove.

Ryoma exaggeratedly puts one hand to his own forehead, and the other to Yuuta, and says yes. Hot. Maybe he should take some Tylenol~ And looks smug.

He gives him a dry look. How about an ass kicking? That'd make him feel tons better.

Ryoma smirks and says he can give Yuuta one if he really wants it.

And deprive Ryoma of his much needed asskicking? He'd never do such a thing! He tugs lightly at his hair.

Ryoma wrinkles his nose and says he's had enough asskickings for today, thanks. He's pretty sure Yuuta needs one worse than he does.

Meh, his ass hurts already from all that training. His ass is staying right there on the couch.

Ryoma yawns and says good, because that way he doesn't have to get up because this couch is kind of comfy.

It is. He says he has to admit that Ryoma has some good couch picking skills. He leans against him.

In the meantime, Ryoma raises one eyebrow and says Yuuta has some... interesting pillow picking skills. But he settles down between the arm of the couch and Yuuta a little more comfortably and stares at his hands on his lap because he's not quite sure what to do with them.

He only picks the best pillows, he states matter-of-factly. He glances over and gives him another nudge. Something up?

Ryoma rolls his eyes and says he wonders just how good a pillow he makes. He glances over and says he's fine, and pokes Yuuta again.

Huh, he's sure? He thinks he's a good pillow so far. He pokes him back on the cheek.

Ryoma just shrugs and says if Yuuta thinks so, he guesses that's fine then. And he makes a face and says if anyone was sure, it would be him, and he pokes Yuuta's cheek in retaliation.

He's really sure about that? It's okay to admit he could be wrong sometimes. He tugs on Ryoma's ear.

Ryoma lets out a breath and says he's not wrong about anything. He moves his arm like he's going to do something, but ends up just brushing his hair out of the way and putting it down again, making a face.

Liar. He's wrong about lots of things. Yuuta eyes him for a moment before taking Ryoma's hand, bringing it up and making him touch Yuuta's face.

Ryoma stiffens, but doesn't move his hand. After a minute he tentatively strokes one thumb across Yuuta's cheek and says he's pretty sure he's right this time.

He sure is stubborn, he murmurs, smirking just a bit, glad that Ryoma's responding. He tilts his head into Ryoma's hand.

Ryoma says quietly that stubborn's an Echizen family trait. He strokes Yuuta's cheek again, and says that Yuuta's the one that's difficult, anyway.

Him? Naw. He doesn't know what he's talking about-- he's so easy to get along with. There isn't a difficult bone in his body! He turns his head and kisses the palm of Echizen's hand.

Ryoma smiles a little, but bites his lip and says Yuuta's definitely difficult. He's kind of hard to please.

Yuuta blinks at the response, and gives him a dry look. How is he hard to please?

Ryoma tries to shrug nonchalantly and says he's just not really good at reading people is all.

If he were talking about aniki, he'd understand but...

Ryoma makes a face and says he doesn't want to read Fuji, anyway. He wants... to know what Yuuta wants, is all.

Yuuta pauses, staring at Ryoma for a moment before smiling slightly. He wants him to spell it out for him?

Ryoma squirms a little and says he's not that stupid.

Oh, so Ryoma knows then.

Ryoma says maybe he does, and curls his fingers against Yuuta's cheek.

Good, Yuuta says, turning his head again to lightly kiss his fingers.

Ryoma grins a little bit, looking awfully relieved, and shifts a little closer.

He smiles when Ryoma does, arm tightening around Ryoma's waist. So he doesn't have to sound like an idiot saying it.
Ryoma snickers and says that no, Yuuta sounds enough like an idiot the rest of the time. (except he doesn't mean that) He slips his hand behind Yuuta to massage his neck lightly.

He makes a pleased sound, shoulders hunching slightly. Yeah well... he sounds even more like an idiot. Ten times worse.

Ryoma grins and says definitely not. But if it'll make Yuuta feel better, he can go on thinking that~ He looks kind of pleased with himself, though, and keeps up the massage.

It does make him feel better and he'll definitely keep thinking that... because it's all true. He smiles lazily, growing more relaxed as his arms loosely circle around Ryoma's waist. With a soft yawn, he leans in closer and rests his chin on Ryoma's shoulder.

Ryoma just snickers softly and says whatever. He glances over at Yuuta, but figures if he's going to make himself comfortable then so is Ryoma; he settles a little against Yuuta and yawns too, muttering that it's contagious.

Not his fault that Ryoma's got a weak will. He pauses for a moment before realizing that it's stupid to stay sitting up. His arms wrap tighter around Ryoma for a moment as he tips them back on the couch, Ryoma on top of him as he sinks a bit into the soft cushions. He glances up at the other and smiles. Better.

Ryoma blinks, but doesn't exactly protest. He says he has to admit, for being so bony, Yuuta's really pretty comfortable; he grins a bit before hiding it against Yuuta's shoulder as he puts his head down against it.

Bony? That's a first. He manages to catch sight of that tiny grin and he can't help but smile as well. He relaxes against the couch and lets his hands rest against the small of Ryoma's back as he nudges him lightly with his cheek. He eats crap all the time, he murmurs.

Ryoma laughs a little and says quietly that if that's the case, he's glad Yuuta's not on top. He manages to drape one arm over Yuuta's side and says he hopes Yuuta can sleep with the lights on, because Ryoma definitely can.

He makes a little face. And he's not that heavy either. He's juuust right, he grumps. But he yawns again, rubbing lightly at the small of Ryoma's back. He can sleep anywhere, anytime, and even with a big ass body pillow sitting on top of him.

Ryoma says he's a very comfortable big ass body pillow, thanks very much. But he squeezes Yuuta's side and says tiredly that he seems all right to Ryoma.

He is comfortable, he admits, now stroking his back lightly once he hears the weariness in his voice. Got the perfect amount of meat? he asks in a lower voice while lulling him to sleep.

Ryoma hums quietly and murmurs that it's just right, not bony after all, as his grip slowly loosens and he starts to fall asleep.

Yuuta's glad he approves, he chuckles softly but then goes quiet, letting Ryoma drift off.