#kevryo

'Talking'-flashback

When they finally got to Kevin's apartment, Ryoma got out of the blonds car and went straight for the building. "Don't you ever get tired of living in such a small apartment?" He couldn’t help but ask. The building really was small and from what Kevin described the actual apartment, it was even smaller.

Kevin scratched his head as he took out the luggage and followed the brat. "Hey, you make it sound like I haven't been living alone for the past couple of years. Which, I have, by the way and you know it." He knew Ryoma was just being Ryoma; after all, the brat lived in a mansion in Japan with his ex-lovers. He clenched his jaw at the thought of those five assholes. Ryoma had told his exactly what happened on their way home. He wanted to rip them apart, but at the moment, he knew his only job was to look after the raven. He honestly looked broken to him, it was no wonder that he fled from his former home.

"Whatever." Was all that the younger boy said as they went up the stairs.

When they got up to the fourth floor, the blond fished out his keys and opened the door. "Ta da! Welcome, to my homey abode! It might be small, but it's great!" the blond faced the younger with a grin on his face. He wanted to cheer the boy up and besides, even after what happened, he was happy to have his friend come live with him. He hadn't seen him in a while and he really missed him; even before Ryoma got together with the five morons, he always wished that Ryoma would move here.

The black haired boy just shook his head and went inside the one bedroom apartment and raised an eyebrow at the older. "So, where exactly am I going to sleep in this oh-so-homey abode?" He asked mockingly, making sure to put emphasis on 'homey abode'.

The blond let the door close and cheerfully went over to the bedroom door. "Right here, of course! We're finally going to have a sleep over! It will be great, trust me!" He told him excitedly as ideas began to form in his mind. He was definitely going to make him forget about exes, there was no way he was going to let the five win. No way! He was going to fix what they broke inside of Ryoma; he was going to help him. And no matter what, he would always be there for him; he swore that to himself as eyes softened and he whispered the last part to himself. "You won't even have to think about those losers anymore, you'll see."

Ryoma rolled his eyes and sighed and replied with heavy sarcasm on his tongue. "Oh, what joy."

"There is no such thing as paranoia. Your worst fears can come true at any moment."

--Hunter S. Thompson

X

Two weeks later…

Ryoma smirked when he finally got off the plane. It was silly, he knew it, but he couldn’t help, but find it amusing that his blond lover couldn’t find his luggage. Now normally, he would be upset, just like him; however the missing suitcase was full of Kevin's hair products. He had told him repeatedly that they didn’t need all of that crap, especially in Australia.

"Ryoma! Don’t you understand?! This is serious!" Kevin yelled as he glared at his love. Why was it that Ryoma never considered the fact that he needed those hair products?! His hair was precious to him, unlike Ryoma, whose hair was a wild mess. "I can't believe they lost my luggage!"

He shook his head and just picked up his daughter and Karupin's carrier, before walking forward towards the exit. "When you're done having a fit, bring the luggage and meet us in the cab; if you're late, you'll be left behind." He knew that waiting for the blond would take too long and he was exhausted along with Aiko, whose eyes kept closing. "Mada mada dane." He added as he walked away.

The older boy growled as he watched him walking away, before scowling and grumbling under his breath about ungrateful brats. Nonetheless, he picked up the luggage and followed after Ryoma. Sure, he hated this side of the boy, the rude and mocking side of him. But he did understand the reasons for his attitude. It had been stressful this past two weeks for him; he feared that he would see his ex boyfriends at any moment. However, thankfully, they hadn't showed up and that gave the blond some hope. Maybe, just maybe, they hadn't cared about finding Ryoma and Ai, though that also made him furious. It was contradictory, he knew that, but he couldn’t help, but feel this way. After everything that happened, he still very much despised those bastards, even after all this time. "Fine, I'll just buy more products at the hotel."

XX

When they finally got to the hotel, the blue haired girl had passed out in Ryoma's arms from exhaustion. It was too much for the two year old to handle the flight, which was why, Ryoma regretted taking her with them. Last year, Ryoma went alone to Australia, leaving her alone with Kevin and his then visiting brother and sister-in-law. This time, however, that wasn’t a choice. If his ex lovers were to visit them when he was away and something happened, he would never forgive himself. He tightened his hold on his daughter and went to the check in counter with his boyfriend trailing behind them.

Looking at the lady at the front desk, he spoke coldly, startling her. "I want to check in; I reserved a two bedroom suite under Ryoma Echizen."

The girl typed up the name in her computer, every once in a while glancing at Ryoma, then Aiko, and then finally Kevin. Her eyes kept trailing on the little girl in his arms. It was pissing Ryoma off to no end. What the hell?! Hadn't this bitch ever seen two gay men with a child before?! Before he could lose his temper, the girl faced them fully and smiled. "All right, can I see your passports?"

Kevin took it as a sign to step in before his already stressed out love say anything he would later regret. He knew the boy had a temper, even if he tried to hide it. It was cute, but he knew the lady at the counter would not appreciate it. "Here you are, he's Ryoma Echizen, I'm Kevin Smith, and the sleeping girl is Aiko Echizen." He handed her the passports with a smile on his face.

Looking him over, she took the passports, before nodding and getting up to get the keys. The lady sure knew how to act professionally, which he was grateful for. If it wasn’t for that fact, he feared Ryoma might just bite her head off. "Here are your key cards; your room number is 809." She smiled widely, before leaning in towards Kevin and winking. "I hope you enjoy your stay and if you need anything, anything at all, my number is on the envelope." Or maybe he got it all wrong. She was very unprofessional.

Before Ryoma could bite back at her and tell her where to shove it, he led him by the shoulders to the elevators. "Ryoma, behave." He whispered in his ear, before kissing the back of his head. He could feel how upset the boy was and it was making him upset, as well. But he knew that if at any time Ryoma lost his temper, everything they worked for might go to hell. His reputation would be ruined and his career along with it.

XXX

When they got to their room, Ryoma went inside the smaller bedroom and put the little girl in the crib to sleep. He was exhausted as well, and that bitch in the lobby made everything even worse. He couldn’t believe the bitch had the nerve to do that! What?! Wasn’t it obvious after his announcement two weeks ago that Kevin was his boyfriend?! Or that they were GAY?! "Bitch." He whispered under his breath as he walked to their bedroom.

The blond male looked over at his boyfriend and raised his eyebrow. "Are you still angry about that woman?" When he got a glare in return, he laughed at him, before walking over to the smaller male and grabbed him into his arms. "You know, I kind of like this jealous side of you, it's sexy." It was true; Ryoma had never displayed this jealous side of him before. It was always him that kept getting jealous.

The black haired boy kept glaring at the other in annoyance. He was being serious, why couldn’t he understand that?!  He didn’t like anyone hitting on his love, they had been together for two years now and even before then they had been good friends. He was the one who helped him recover and Ryoma loved him for that. He loved him for loving him, because no one, especially not his ex lovers ever loved and respected him like the blond did. Sure, he never noticed Kevin this way, before they got together, but now… "I don’t like it."

The taller of the two kissed his forehead, before claiming his mouth. "Silly Ryoma…" He said in between kisses, gripping the younger boy around his waist and leading him to the bed. When they hit the bed, Ryoma's legs collapsed and he fell on the bed with a soft "Oomph." Looking above him with his face heated up, he licked his lips when the other took off his shirt. "You're the only one for me, my love." He growled out hungrily, before retaking his lips and crawling on top of him.

XXXX

Ryoma opened his eyes slowly after falling asleep from their love making and sighed as he looked at the clock. It was only four o'clock in the afternoon; he still had time to get up and go play some tennis. He needed this vacation, he really did. Sure, he had to go to work later for the Australian Open, but that wouldn’t start until a couple days later. He had plenty of time to relax and play tennis.

He swung his legs over the bed, before looking at his sleeping lover and smiled softly. He should let the man sleep; after all, he was just as tired as him, maybe even more. He knew that he was just as worried about his exes as he was and it brought out all their insecurities. Which was why he was glad they were away from L.A. he got up and put on his boxers, before walking over to his suitcase and getting out his tennis clothes.

He was determined not to even think about the bastards while he was here, it would be a stress free vacation. They were here for a month's time; it should be plenty of time for the five males to forget about him again and move on. The Australian Open came just in time; it was a godsend, really. He was sure that they would have come for him demanding answers after Kirihara found him and his daughter, but to his surprise, it didn’t happen. Nothing. It was like they hadn't even care, he was grateful for that.

Ignoring the small sting of being forgotten by the men he used to love, he left the bedroom and went to check on his little angel. She really was like a little angel when she slept. He smiled as he watched her breathing steadily. He walked over to the crib and bent over to kiss her little forehead. She was his greatest achievement and his greatest treasure. He stroked her for a minute, before walking back out and shutting the door quietly. It wouldn’t do to wake the sleepy toddler up.

He went to the door, put on his sneakers, and left the room, key card in his pocket. He hoped he wouldn’t have to deal with the bitch who flirted with his man. Really, the audacity she had to even give him her number. Scowling at the thought, he went straight to the elevator and hit the lobby button. It was a long way down and he wished the elevator would hurry up, he really wanted to burn some stress on the tennis court.

When he finally got to the lobby, he walked out of the elevator and grinned when he didn’t see the woman at the counter, before looking for the exit towards the courts. When his eyes landed on the sign that said outside, he began to walk towards there. Finally, he would get to play!

His thoughts were interrupted however as his eyes widened. His blood ran cold at the sight before him.

NO.

There was just no way.

Was he hallucinating?! He had to be! There was just no way!

He swore he could hear his heart beating faster as his greatest fear standing there, laughing together.