Birthday Surprise
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Gravitation › Yaoi - Male/Male › Tatsuha/Ryuichi
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,830
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gravitation, and I make no money from these writing, so if you sue me, you won't get jack!,
Track Two: Where Do You Think You�re Going?
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Japanese in this track:
Oyaji - Pop, Dad (used casually/informally)
Aniki - older brother
Otosoan – father (used to show politeness/respect/formality)
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Birthday Surprise
Track Two: Where Do You Think You’re Going?
As he packed, Tatsuha suddenly began to think about what he was about to do. ‘I’m about to go to Tokyo to meet Ryuichi! I can’t believe that a GOD such as he sent me a plane ticket! Oyaji will undoubtedly kill me for leaving the temple without permission, not to mention going to Tokyo to meet another man, even if he IS 'my hunny Ryuichi!' he thought as he threw in a sexy black thong in his backpack along with his clothes.
Not wanting to risk losing the ticket, he carefully folded it up and placed it inside the front pocket of his skin-tight black jeans.
Retrieving his emergency fund from its hidden spot under a loose board in the corner of his room, he counted it before placing it into his wallet. For once not really wanting to stay with his older brother, he began planning on where he could stay while in Tokyo. ‘If I’m careful, I can stay in Tokyo for about a month at a cheap hotel before I run out, longer if I only eat one meal a day. I might even be able to take Sakuma-san to a nice movie and dinner before I have to start worrying. After all, I don’t want to be a burden to my honey,’ he thought, frowning. ‘Or, if I get truly desperate, I could convince aniki* to put me up, that way I can afford to take my honey out more than once!’ He thought, a smirk coming onto his face.
Turning off the phone’s MP3 player, he placed the headphones in the front pocket of his backpack, along with his charger. Placing the phone into the case that came with it, he clipped it to his belt.
Packed and ready to go, Tatsuha stood up and picked up his favorite leather jacket. ‘I wonder what kind of gift I should bring Sakuma-san,’ he thought as he put his arms into its sleeves and the backpack onto his back, carefully placing his wallet inside the interior jacket pocket. Picking up his keys and shoving them into the other front pocket of his jeans, he first listened at his bedroom door for any signs of his father before he slid open the door and peeked into the hallway. Seeing no one, he smiled to himself as he snuck out of the room and went down the hall, hoping his father wouldn’t suddenly appear from around the corner as he made his way to the stairs. Years of sneaking downstairs for late night snacks had taught the dark-haired man where to step in order to prevent the floorboards from creaking, and not wanting an argument to ruin his good mood, he used that knowledge to make his way quietly down the staircase.
When he finally arrived at the bottom, Tatsuha sighed in relief at not being discovered by the surly older man. He made his way silently to the back door of the living room that led out into the garden and stopped, holding his breath as he slid open the door to the outside.
“Where do you think you’re going, Tatsuha? Somewhere special?” a voice said. Tatsuha jumped and let out an undignified squeak.
“No…not really,” he said, his face paling as he looked at his father, who was standing on the other side of the door, a serious look on his lined face as he gazed at his youngest son.
Both men stared at each other for a bit before Uesugi-san let out a small sigh.
“I suppose it is about time I let you sow your wild oats, now that you’re of age,” the elder Uesugi-san said quietly.
Tatsuha blinked a few times before his only remaining parent’s words sunk in. Standing up to his full height, he nodded, a smirk on his face as for the first time he was seen as a man in his father’s eyes.
But as he gazed down at the older monk, it hit him, truly hit him that his father was much smaller and unexpectedly more…fragile than the stern parent he was more familiar with.
“Well, you’re a man now, so I suppose it’s no longer my business where you go anymore,” Uesugi-san acknowledged, sighing again. “After all, I too was once as wild as you.”
Surprised, Tatsuha stared at his father, his mouth hanging open at the thought of his strict father being ‘wild’. The gaze was returned as Uesugi-san smiled at his offspring.
“You didn’t always think I was this way, did you? I was twenty once too. Besides, where do you think both you and your brother get it from?” the older monk explained as his smile widened.
“Well, uh…I…never thought about it, actually,” Tatsuha admitted as he stood and ran his fingers through his hair, causing the spiked short ends to stick up more than they already were. As the surprise faded, he turned to Uesugi-san and bowed low.
”I will return soon, otosan, I promise. But first, I gotta go do something before I return to my temple duties.”
“That’s fine, Tatsuha. I’m just glad that you’re willing to return, something your older brother didn’t bother doing when he left home,” Uesugi-san replied as he nodded his bald head.
Tatsuha stood up and gazed at his father for a bit longer before he stepped forward and hugged the older man. Uesugi-san patted his son once on the back as he was hugged.
“Just don’t get into too much trouble, okay? It doesn’t do your karma any good to get yourself arrested. Besides, I probably won’t have enough cash for bail.” Uesugi chuckled.
“I won’t…or I’ll try not to,” Tatsuha promised as he put on his sunglasses and went out through the open door. Going to the train station, he took one that headed to the nearest airport. Tatsuha managed to find a window seat and sitting down, he settled the backpack onto his lap while he pondered the recent conversation and smiled to himself.
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Tsuzuku
(To Be Continued)
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Japanese in this track:
Oyaji - Pop, Dad (used casually/informally)
Aniki - older brother
Otosoan – father (used to show politeness/respect/formality)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Birthday Surprise
Track Two: Where Do You Think You’re Going?
As he packed, Tatsuha suddenly began to think about what he was about to do. ‘I’m about to go to Tokyo to meet Ryuichi! I can’t believe that a GOD such as he sent me a plane ticket! Oyaji will undoubtedly kill me for leaving the temple without permission, not to mention going to Tokyo to meet another man, even if he IS 'my hunny Ryuichi!' he thought as he threw in a sexy black thong in his backpack along with his clothes.
Not wanting to risk losing the ticket, he carefully folded it up and placed it inside the front pocket of his skin-tight black jeans.
Retrieving his emergency fund from its hidden spot under a loose board in the corner of his room, he counted it before placing it into his wallet. For once not really wanting to stay with his older brother, he began planning on where he could stay while in Tokyo. ‘If I’m careful, I can stay in Tokyo for about a month at a cheap hotel before I run out, longer if I only eat one meal a day. I might even be able to take Sakuma-san to a nice movie and dinner before I have to start worrying. After all, I don’t want to be a burden to my honey,’ he thought, frowning. ‘Or, if I get truly desperate, I could convince aniki* to put me up, that way I can afford to take my honey out more than once!’ He thought, a smirk coming onto his face.
Turning off the phone’s MP3 player, he placed the headphones in the front pocket of his backpack, along with his charger. Placing the phone into the case that came with it, he clipped it to his belt.
Packed and ready to go, Tatsuha stood up and picked up his favorite leather jacket. ‘I wonder what kind of gift I should bring Sakuma-san,’ he thought as he put his arms into its sleeves and the backpack onto his back, carefully placing his wallet inside the interior jacket pocket. Picking up his keys and shoving them into the other front pocket of his jeans, he first listened at his bedroom door for any signs of his father before he slid open the door and peeked into the hallway. Seeing no one, he smiled to himself as he snuck out of the room and went down the hall, hoping his father wouldn’t suddenly appear from around the corner as he made his way to the stairs. Years of sneaking downstairs for late night snacks had taught the dark-haired man where to step in order to prevent the floorboards from creaking, and not wanting an argument to ruin his good mood, he used that knowledge to make his way quietly down the staircase.
When he finally arrived at the bottom, Tatsuha sighed in relief at not being discovered by the surly older man. He made his way silently to the back door of the living room that led out into the garden and stopped, holding his breath as he slid open the door to the outside.
“Where do you think you’re going, Tatsuha? Somewhere special?” a voice said. Tatsuha jumped and let out an undignified squeak.
“No…not really,” he said, his face paling as he looked at his father, who was standing on the other side of the door, a serious look on his lined face as he gazed at his youngest son.
Both men stared at each other for a bit before Uesugi-san let out a small sigh.
“I suppose it is about time I let you sow your wild oats, now that you’re of age,” the elder Uesugi-san said quietly.
Tatsuha blinked a few times before his only remaining parent’s words sunk in. Standing up to his full height, he nodded, a smirk on his face as for the first time he was seen as a man in his father’s eyes.
But as he gazed down at the older monk, it hit him, truly hit him that his father was much smaller and unexpectedly more…fragile than the stern parent he was more familiar with.
“Well, you’re a man now, so I suppose it’s no longer my business where you go anymore,” Uesugi-san acknowledged, sighing again. “After all, I too was once as wild as you.”
Surprised, Tatsuha stared at his father, his mouth hanging open at the thought of his strict father being ‘wild’. The gaze was returned as Uesugi-san smiled at his offspring.
“You didn’t always think I was this way, did you? I was twenty once too. Besides, where do you think both you and your brother get it from?” the older monk explained as his smile widened.
“Well, uh…I…never thought about it, actually,” Tatsuha admitted as he stood and ran his fingers through his hair, causing the spiked short ends to stick up more than they already were. As the surprise faded, he turned to Uesugi-san and bowed low.
”I will return soon, otosan, I promise. But first, I gotta go do something before I return to my temple duties.”
“That’s fine, Tatsuha. I’m just glad that you’re willing to return, something your older brother didn’t bother doing when he left home,” Uesugi-san replied as he nodded his bald head.
Tatsuha stood up and gazed at his father for a bit longer before he stepped forward and hugged the older man. Uesugi-san patted his son once on the back as he was hugged.
“Just don’t get into too much trouble, okay? It doesn’t do your karma any good to get yourself arrested. Besides, I probably won’t have enough cash for bail.” Uesugi chuckled.
“I won’t…or I’ll try not to,” Tatsuha promised as he put on his sunglasses and went out through the open door. Going to the train station, he took one that headed to the nearest airport. Tatsuha managed to find a window seat and sitting down, he settled the backpack onto his lap while he pondered the recent conversation and smiled to himself.
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Tsuzuku
(To Be Continued)
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