#shudoryou

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A smile to conquer - Ficlet 

“And here I thought the weather would be clear by now,” Ryou sighed as he looked at the ashen skies, a bit unusual for their coasty climate.“Man, it’s been a long time since it poured like this huh?” Shudo said. “Luckily, I have,” he scrambled in his backpack, pulling out a yellow sheet and, “a thing for every occasion!”

“You carry that around every day?” Ryou asked with that slight hint of intellectual superiority in his voice, emphasis on the ‘every’, why yes Shudo, is something wrong in your head? Perhaps you need another batch of rotten milk to cleanse that brain of yours? Memories of how the twins endlessly tortured him in the past flooded back, and flowed away as quick as they came. They grew older and less inclined to force rainworm juice in each other’s throats.

And whether it was intentional or not, Shudo knew that it was just his way of talking, mannerisms he has long since gotten used to. A way of talking others had called ‘pretentious’ or ‘harsh’ but he had started loving, because he simply understood its real meaning.

He closed his eyes and let the taste of the rain trace faint imprints on his papilla. He felt Ryou’s judging stare from beneath his cap. Always an interest in the peculiar and macabre, although Shudo related more with the former.

"Here, take this", Shudo said, pushing the yellow fabric into Ryou's hands. 

"It's too big you know,” Ryou said as he put the raincoat on without hesitation. “And your hood is torn.”

Ryou was clearly not familiar with the phrase “A beggar can’t choose” but then neither did he see himself as a beggar in this situation. He glanced at the locks he had carefully conditioned that morning and sighed quietly.

“Wanna walk under the umbrella with me?” Shudo suggested as he pulled it out of his tennis bag. He was always prepared.

“No.”

“You know you want to~”

“Don’t even think of it.”

Shudo would never get tired of being rejected so bluntly. Mostwere a bit considerate (out of pity), but Ryou’s venom was fascinating. Although he had to admit that he would lie if he said it never hurt. It was venom for a reason.

Shudo extended his hand and tilted his umbrella, over Ryou’s head. “What about this?”

"I have a cap." Ryou remarked. "You," he pointed, "will be drenched." 

The slight tremble in Ryou’s voice warmed Shudo’s heart. Fake concern or not. "Your hair will get frizzy if it gets wet right?" 

Silence. He couldn’t read Ryou’s expression (when could he ever).

Ryou loosened a sharp remark "You really are an idiot." 

The dim lightning of the school gate’s lantern in the nights illuminated scarce of his face, but yet his expression was branded in Shudo’s mind. Eyes softer, cheeks a bit bulging, hair stuck in thick strands to his temples and ears (which made Shudo want to hug him close and swipe it back behind his ear) and pose a bit unsure, made his heart clench tight and forget all about the insecurities he once held, for it was a momentary image only he was allowed to touch.

And accompanied with that, a smile Shudo wished to conquer once and for all. 

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Finding leaves - Mini drabble

“Dude, look at this leaf! It’s shining and glittering, and it feels a bit rough! You think this is some magic stuff?”

Ryou sighed at the sight of Shudo stumbling around like a kindergartner, trying to find as many diamond dust leaves as he possibly could.

“Don’t touch those filthy things.”

This was not what Ryou had imagined when Shudo asked him on a “date”. Pretty sure he actually meant hanging out as platonic friends, as no romantic moves had been made yet. For example, when Shudo went to get a drink from the vending machine, he left Ryou behind. For half an hour. And he didn’t even bring a drink for him. If Ryou had his mobile phone with him, he could’ve occupied himself, but instead he kept watching from the bench, observing his bro spend all his money on every single drink.

Afterwards, when Ryou reprimanded him for not even considering that his partner was thirsty, he had to pee. And since there was no public toilet in sight, the nearby tree had to suffice.

“Keep an eye out will ya?”Shudo had asked. Disgusting.

The autumn weather provided a park full of warm coloured leaves, and he saw a group of kids scrabbling to get the most beautiful ones for their paint imprint books. He almost wanted to abandon Shudo when he was vigorously mingling in, snatching the reddest and most shiniest ones right under their noses. And to think that he was in elementary school just a year before.

“Hey, look, what do you think about these five! Don’t they look super pretty?”

Ryou was snapped out of his daydreaming when Shudo ran over to him like a parched puppy.

“They’re...shiny,” was the only thing that he could mutter.

“Do you want them?” Shudo asked, eyes as big as teacups.

“No thanks.”

The leaves would probably be bug infested. He wasn’t going to risk it.

“But I chose them specifically to match your hat!” Shudo pleaded. “And your hair, look how silky they feel,” Shudo said as he pushed the leaves forward.

“Your hands are...completely red. What happened?”

Shudo looked at his hands. They were full of blisters, but there was no burning sensation.

“Huh, they look pretty weird.”

“Watch out!” Ryou yelled as he patted the leaves away with his sleeves. “There are hairs on them.”

“Hu-hey, I worked hard for those.”

“Are you per any chance allergic to caterpillar hairs?” Ryou asked him. Now he remembered what the shininess reminded him off.

“Cater-what?”

“Let’s get you home quickly.”

“B-but, hey, wait! I still haven’t found you a present! Let me try again with those cute white flowers over there!”

Ryou sighed. This idiot would rather give up his life than listen to any reason.

“I don’t need any presents, especially not from you.” Ryou muttered. “Now, let’s go.”

“C’mon Ryou! Bane said I have to court you properly!”

“Huh?”

“Yeah like, giving presents and taking them to the park and walking! That’s how you court the person you fancy, right?”

Ryou tried to understand Shudo’s mental gymnastics. At the moment, he really didn’t want to bother with him.

“By the way, I’m Atsushi, not Ryou, so all your courting has gone to waste. Learn to keep us two separate if you want to have any chance with my brother.”

Looking at Shudo’s dumbfounded face, he dragged him along.

“Oh, shit! You’re Sushi?”

Ryou nodded. He would deal with it later.

“Okay, okay, uh...I beg you, please don’t tell anything to Ryou! About the whole courting thing!”

Shudo was bowing down to him, desperateness oozing out of his entire body.

“You won’t hear a word of me. Also stop squeezing your hands, it’s disgusting.”

Shudo wiped the loose skin on his shirt, earning another glare from Ryou. “Don’t worry, I’ll wash it later.”

The walk to Shudo’s home was a bit awkward. The silence was broken when Shudo asked a peculiar question.

“Sushi, do you think Ryou would have liked this date?”

Ryou turned his head at the strange question. “Maybe? I’m not Ryou, so I wouldn’t know.”

“But you guys are like twins! Don’t you have this, mind reading stuff going on?”

“I guess,” Ryou answered.

“Then, can’t you give me any hints on what he likes?”

Ryou took a moment. He could be honest once in a while.

“He likes deluxe chicken nuggets, very important that they’re well done, crust can’t be brown, as in, any kind, has to be golden and crispy. Also, he doesn’t snack much, but eats full meals, so be sure that you get enough of them. As for a date, don’t take him to the park, he doesn’t like going to non beachy outdoor places but would rather watch a movie or something. Oh, by the way have you heard about that last clown movie? If you could smuggle him in, that’d be great, I’m sure he’ll appreciate it. Since they don’t serve nuggets in the theatre, perhaps you can try smuggling those in as well, but don’t put them in places where the sun don’t shine, cause he doesn’t like them moi-“

“Wait. Wait,” Shudo interrupted him. “He likes...nuggets, right?”

The vacant look in his eyes told Ryou that Shudo’s brain hadn’t absorbed anything beyond his first sentence. “Basically, yes.”

“You’re great Sushi!” Shudo yelled as he jumped in for a quick embrace. “If you weren’t Sushi, I would’ve gone for you instead!”

Ryou quickly escaped his embrace and wiped the dirt of his clothes. “Do you even know the difference between me and Ryou?”

“Uh, not really. But I like Ryou more, no offense.”

Ryou glared at him and continued his path. If they were going to have club activities together for three years, well, he’d better learn the difference if he ever wanted to get in Ryou’s pants.

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In a similar vein, traditional OTP #2.

I love these two.

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I really need to draw two less mushy pairings like shudoryou and banedavi now. Saegoku makes me barf too much.

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I thank the tenimyu musical gods and the actors for shipping ShudoRyou. It’s so horrible but they manage to make it work.