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Of Heroes and Every day life
Snippets out of the lives of our beloved Tokusatsu-characters.

Series: Kamen Rider Gaim, Zyuden Sentai Kyoryuger, Kamen Rider Fourze Relationships: Hase Ryouji/Jounouchi Hideyasu, Mifune Shirou/Ian Yorkland, JK & Nozama Tomoko, Kumon Kaito/Kureshima Takatora, Kisaragi Gentarou/Utahoshi Kengo
Characters: Hase Ryouji, Jounouchi Hideyasu, Mifune Shirou, Ian Yorkland, JK | Jinguu Kaizou, Nozama Tomoko, Kumon Kaito, Kureshima Takatora, Kisaragi Gentarou, Utahoshi Kengo Chapters: 6

Words: 1,728
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Tags: -
Originally posted: 2014-02-21
Last updated: 2014-03-24 Logo for Archive Of Our Own in pink


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Denial

Hase Ryouji/Jounouchi Hideyasu, Kumon Kaito/Kureshima Takatora

Sometimes Kaito has to wonder just how long Hase and Jounouchi has to take before they realize their feelings. A serving of nuts with a side dish of melonana, written in december.

The melonana part was dedicated to nitohkousuke and my twin brother that was SUPPOSED to be uploaded around yule, but in the end I'm uploading it now.

It was becoming too much to watch. As all of them frequented Drupers, running into his former allies wasn't anything out of the ordinary. But every time Kaito saw them together, without fail.

Kaito wasn't stupid. He noticed the stolen glances, the flushed faces whenever the two nut based Armoured Riders' fingers brushed. Actually, even a blind man would be able to pick up on their obvious attraction toward each other.

Except the two themselves.

It was a wonder, really. While Kaito was aware that he wasn't the most sensitive guy, and that certain things could slip him by, he knew for a fact that the little game of denial Hase and Jounouchi had going on had started way before his own relationship. And that had been quite a slow process, especially considering that the man he was currently dating worked for Yggdrasil. Though that was a well kept secret (Kaito was still blissfully unaware that both Ryouma and Sid were well aware of Zangetsu's current status).

But these two. They were absolutely ridiculous. He watched them from his seat, side by side because of how crowded it was at the moment, noticed how they would purposefully give each other looks, accidentally brushing against each other and getting flustered about it. Really, how did they not notice that their feelings were reciprocated? He knew Hase was an idiot, but he had not expected Jounouchi to be this dense.

He frowned. Why did he care anyway? Their relationship didn't have anything to do with him, he reminded himself. He was just passing the time while Takatora sent his little brother off on a field trip. He had yet to meet the aforementioned brother, but he was well and oft spoken of.

He got out of his seat, heading for the counter as he pulled out the money he owed. Passing the two nuts, he gave Jounouchi's leg a kick, making the weak Rider jump and nearly land on the black Rider's lap. He ignored the undignified sputtering as he headed for the exit. He had better things to do.

 

 

He wasn't planning on telling Mitsuzane yet. He would probably not do it at all, had he the option. To think that he would wound up together with one of those blasted Beat Riders, that he had so relentlessly criticised in front of his little brother. That was simply unfathomable. Yet it had happened, and now he found himself letting the young man into his home, and into his bedroom.

Work had been relentless the last couple of days, making sure Helheim didn't spread, though the speed was accelerating. Now, together with his newfound partner and lover, he found himself relax. It had surprised him greatly when their initial run in at a store had turned into an acquaintance, that had later on turned into an odd sort of friendship and then into what they had now. A relationship where they could relax together while sitting in the same bathtub, sleeping in the same bed...though the latter only happened when Mitsuzane was away.

But now that he was, after Kaito forcefully turned off his cell phone, he could relax with the man, caring only about their own little bubble for a few hours. And he really needed it.

 



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