Our Favorite Buddyfight Antagonist, Adopted
It was the night right after Gaen was defeated. Tasuku Sendou went over to meet Rouga Aragami. He touched the older’s shoulder and said, “You look lonely. I know some people who would love to take you in.”
Rouga stopped. He looked at the bluenet, whose eyes shone brightly like diamonds. He looked so full of hope, of faith. It looked like he believed in Rouga. Tasuku smirked, “One of them reminds me of you.” The other gay looked so loving. Something stirred within Rouga. He accepted the invite. “Now, I have to meet up with Gao-kun. I’ll come find you later.”
Rouga looked back at the boy who flies on a dragon, rather than relying on a Buddy Skill. “Tch. Tasuku Sendou...”
15 minutes later, Rouga was standing in the same spot when Tasuku returned. “Let’s go!” He said gaily.
Another bluenet--a shota, by the looks of it--trailed behind him. All three of them rode the public bus. Mrs. Sendou--the older bluenet, he can’t complain--immediately tried to introduce himself to Rouga. Rouga just stayed silent.
“Ano, just like Toshiki-kun.” He scratched his face. Rouga filed that name for later.
Tasuku also fell asleep on the half-hour bus trip. It was so crowded, Rouga sat on the floor, much to their protests.
Before he knew it, he was woken up with a snort, standing. In front of him was a store. The big sign atop the door read “Card Capital.” Both Sendous looked excited. It was sliding doors.
It was a small shop, only one floor, and a whole gang of adults were seated at tables, placemats in front, yelling names he vaguely remembers Tasuku calling out in almost all his matches.
One cold-looking brunet was standing against the whole looking cool. His hair was flying to the right, just like Tasuku’s. Amost all the adults hurried over to greet the Sendous. Rouga stayed silent, vaguely annoyed, but then...
“Oh! Meet my friend, Rouga. He’s the lonely guy I told you about!”
“Hn.” Rouga grunted.
A clamor ensued, but was silenced by the brunet asking, “Do you really want to be adopted?”
That took Rouga by surpise. Tasuku gently held his arm. It was cold yet warm. It came like a surprise to Rouga. Again, the younger bluenet looked so pleading. And lonely. He could see himself, strangely enough, in those eyes.
“Tch. Yes.”
“Ok, I have to call my husband.” A gray-eyes blond said. The other interrogated him, Tasuku answering for him. The lady behind the counter eyed him suspiciously.
He couldn’t blame her.
Before long, he heard a vroom.
Through the door rode a buff man who looked like a gang boss.
“Yo! This the lonely kid?”
“Yes!” Tasuku called. He looked cheery for someone who was calling Rouga “gangsta.”
The brunet said. “Enough!” The clamor died down. “He have the papers ready.”
The crime boss stared at him seriously and said, “Would you like your name changed? We understand that you don’t have one.”
What?...Well, this name was given to him by Kyoya. His friend is lost, but...
“Yes.”
“Do you have anything in mind?”
Tasuku rattled off a list of names. Rouga sighed. This was going to be a looong day.
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A week later, he woke up from the blackness on something cushy. He could smell breakfast across the hall. He followed it, despite squishing the very thick pillow onto his face.
He could hear two voices which he had gotten accustomed to over the past week. It was arguing over what they should have for breakfast. He still has a hard time processing that he’s adopted--and with a name change at that. He actually decided on his identity! Unbelievable. Instead of sitting at the table, he layed down on the floor, clutching his pillow, attempting to return to bed. They didn’t notice him yet.
A while later, the door rang. The arguing extended to who was getting the door. They argue too much, he’s noticed. Mr. Sendou said that they still have to work out the kinks, but this is ridiculous!
He opened the door instead. Two innocent faces stared back at him, two eyes blue, the others red.
“Hey, Katsuki!”
Katsuki smiled slightly at that. They decided yesterday that his name was going to be Katsuki--for now. It doesn’t fit right, but it will do for now. He’s always wanted a name with started with K.
It was small talk, then running to the bus. Mrs. Sendou said that this--the running--doesn’t happen often.
And then... “Is the bus always this crowded?”
“Yes.” Tasuku replied. “At least the fangirls can’t follow me home!” Katsuki doesn’t reply to that.
Mrs. Sendou hugs them both in front of Aibo Academy, a tearful send-off given by the mother, then they all split for their own ways.
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The UFO b***h flew into their faces, screaming, “Nani?! Rouga Aragami is back at Aibo Academy? What are you doing here?”
“I am not Rouga Aragami anymore. You will refer to me as Mister Mutsuki.”
“Wha?”
Tasuku defended him with “He’s my new cousin. My first, infact. Please leave him alone! We all have school.” And proceeded to drag Katsuki to class--with directions from Katsuki, of course. The younger has a surprising amount of stamina for someone who doesn’t take Phys Ed or is in the Buddy Police. They managed to ourun her. Tasuku waved him off before speeding to his own class.
Katsuki spent class staring off into space, thinking about the boy, while still being able to be attentive.
The teacher got his name right. His cousin said that he might have to correct the teachers. As if it was an unfortunate fact.
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Katsuki found his cousin at lunch, sleeping on a bench. He shook the boy awake.
Slap! “Nooooo! Let me sleep, you twats!” he said grumpily.
“Get up! You said I could find you here!”
The blunet was grumpy for the rest of the day.
“I said five minutes before class!” He glared at the older.
Both their brows were furrowed in frustatration. Which resulted in a staring contest. Then they has chit-chat about plans for after school.
Then a tiny brat ran over to them, panting. “Sendou-senpai! Time for class!”
“Auuuuugh! Go away, brat!” The bluenet snapped. The kid fled in tears, extremely noisy about it. It grated on Katsuki’s ears. Tasuku’s, too, by the looks of it.
From then on, he learned to not wake the younger up--ever--unless it was five minutes before the bell. Or it was an emergency. Like family or Mikado.
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The ride was even more crowded than this morning, if it was even possible! Katsuki rode on the floor this time, his cousin moping through it. His mother tried to cheer him up.
It barely worked.
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“So...how was school~?” The blond--mom, he decided to call him--teased.
“Hn” Katsuki did NOT feel like talking today.
But it was fine.
“Oi, Taishi! If he doesn’t wanna talk, he doesn’t wanna talk? Remember?”
Mom groaned.
Katsuki could get used to be part of Tasuku’s family, even honorary ones. At least he’ll be around good gays.
