S-CRY-ed Fan Fiction ❯ Experiment Ryuma ❯ 5: Ramsey Kimishima ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter 5

5: Ramsey Kimishima

 

Warnings: There's a little bit from the manga in this chapter.

 

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He sat up drowsily, only realizing too soon that the bed was empty on both sides of him. Where had Kazuma and Ryuhou gone off? He slid out of the bed and approached the open door.

 

“Ryuma!” Kazuma greeted enthusiastically and hugged him tightly. “I'm glad you're awake. Kanami made us some breakfast. We also have guests. However, you need to get dressed first before you come to the living room.” He pointed out to the white boxers and black wife beater that Ryuma had worn to bed.

 

Ryuma blushed from the man's observance and nodded stiffly. “Of course.” He waited until Kazuma left before closing the door behind him and scrounged around the room for his uniform. After looking for five minutes, he realized that someone must have taken it. He sighed disgruntled and approached the closet where he knew there were clothes just for guests. As he opened the closet door, he kept thinking of the guests he was going to meet. Were they going to be as nice as Kazuma, Ryuhou, and Kanami? It was most probably if they were their friends. He smiled in relief when he found a normal looking, blue tee shirt and a pair of blue jeans that fit smugly against his buttocks and legs. He jumped when the bedroom door opened with rigid squeak and the green haired alter walked in.

 

“Ryuma, are you alright? You've been in here for a while now.” Ryuhou stared at the teen with concern and smiled slightly. “Oh, I see. You must have been looking for your uniform.” He noted the casual clothes that the teen had selected. “Kanami took it to get it cleaned, if that's alright.”

 

The teen blushed and slumped to his right, giving himself the perfect teen facade. “Yeah…it's fine.” He walked toward the older alter and paused to look up at him. Something about this man made him feel warm and relaxed, as if he'd known him for years. `Ryuhou,' he thought, rolling it around in his mind. The other man, Kazuma, also had that same aurora about him. He smiled with content and exited the room with the other right behind him.

 

In the living room, Ryuma immediately spotted a man with purple hair, a woman that was probably his wife, and a young man that was probably no older than Ryuma was, or maybe slightly older.

 

Ryuma bowed his head respectfully and introduced himself. “Good morning. My name is Ryuma.”

 

Ryuhou couldn't help but smile at the way the teen greeted their guests. It reminded him of himself when he was a child. He absently ran a finger over a scar on his left cheek as he pondered. `Where did this kid come from? Whose cells was he cloned from?'

 

Kazuma noted the action from his lover and stared at the teen as well. “What's the matter?” he whispered.

 

“Nothing,” Ryuhou responded, still keeping his gaze on the back of the teen. `He reminds me so much of me, but...' He let his hand fall to his side and blinked. `It can't be.'

 

The three guests stood up to also greet the teen. “My name is Asuka Tachibana. This is my wife Cammie.” He pointed to the red headed woman beside him and then moved on to the brown haired man standing beside her. “This is our son, Ramsey.”

 

Ramsey's lips tightened into a thin line as he corrected his father's introduction. “Actually, I'm their adopted son. My real father was Kunihiko Kimishima.” He also bowed in respect toward the teen.

 

Asuka grunted softly. “Why do you keep doing that? That's very rude, Ramsey.”

 

Cammie gently rested her hand against her husband's hand, smiling. “It's okay,” she whispered.

 

Ryuma blinked. He had to admit, it was a bit awkward to just come out and say that. “Wait! Kimishima?” He winced from his statement. He actually didn't mean to say it aloud.

 

Kazuma flinched from the outburst. `Why would Ryuma just come out and say that? He doesn't know anyone by that name. Does he?' He stood up from the couch and squeezed the teen's arm gently. “That's enough with the introductions; let's talk about breakfast, and why it's taking so long!” He joked loudly and pointedly toward the kitchen where Kanami was.

 

Kanami stuck her head out and glared. “Hold on, would ya, Kazu-kun? It takes time to bake the biscuits.” With that said, she disappeared again.

 

“Oh, well,” Kazuma shrugged.

 

Ryuhou took his seat beside Kazuma and Ryuma. “So, Tachibana, we heard about Ramsey wanting to join the LAWLESS training school.”

 

Tachibana nodded as he glanced at his son, whom seemed annoyed by the attention he wasn't expecting. “Yes, he wants to help put an end to HOLY. He's quite interested with what you and Kazuma do to keep the Lost Ground safe. However, he also realizes that he has to power up his alter in order to accomplish anything.”

 

“I'm sure Kimishima would be proud of you kid!” Kazuma grinned as he folded his hands back behind his head. “I hope to see you by our side in battle some day. It'd be fun!”

 

Ramsey smiled weakly. “Yes, I also wait for that day. I've always wanted to fight along side you and Ryuhou.” Even though the excitement was evident in his eyes, he still kept his cool veneer. “What about you, Ryuma? Do you plan to fight against HOLY? You seem like a very strong alter.”

 

“Against…HOLY?” Ryuma stared at the floor as he contemplated his response. “I…”

 

“Hell yes!” Kazuma butted in, surprising Ryuma and Ramsey. “Those HOLY dogs treated this kid poorly. He doesn't deserve that kind of shit.” He wrapped his arm around Ryuma's shoulders and hugged him close to his side. “He's our little boy now!” He laughed as he grabbed the teen's chin between his thumb and index finger tenderly. “Aren't ya?” He beamed warmly at the younger alter, waiting for a reply.

 

Ryuma flushed as he nodded once and smiled shyly. “Uh…yeah.” There was that warm, fuzzy feeling again. He suddenly had the urge to hug the man, but held back. It might startle some of the other occupants in the room, if not Kazuma mostly.

 

“Hey you guys. Breakfast is ready,” Kanami called.

 

They all headed toward the kitchen, Ryuma and Ramsey straggling behind the elders.

 

“You're really cute when you blush, you know that?” Ramsey asked bluntly. “I've never seen anyone blush like you before.”

 

Ryuma paused in his step and looked up at the brunette. “What did you just say?”

 

“I said you were cute when you blushed.” Ramsey stopped just a few feet ahead of Ryuma and turned his head to gaze at the teen. His eyes were half-lidded as if he had just woken up from a short nap. However, that wasn't the case at all. He had a laid-back demeanor. He was always free with his expressions on anything he found to his interest and Ryuma could see that plain as day.

 

“Thanks?” Ryuma stuttered ashamedly. When did he become such a…girl?

 

Ramsey smirked as he placed two fingers against his lips. “There you go again. Am I starting to make you feel uncomfortable? I'll stop if you want me too?”

 

Ryuma didn't reply as he passed the young man into the kitchen and sat at the table beside Ryuhou. As soon as he was relaxed, he felt a brush against his arm, causing him to believe it was Kazuma who just sat down beside him. Wait! Kazuma was sitting across the table from Ryuhou. He looked up in alert and inadvertently fell back against Ryuhou's side.

 

Ryuhou gazed at the teen and pushed him back into his chair. “Are you alright, Ryuma?”

 

The teen nodded foolishly and grabbed his fork that was sitting neatly on the table beside his plate. He began to play with the prongs, trying to avoid those icy blue eyes that were staring down at him with amusement. Of course, that's the first thing that Ryuma noticed when he stepped into the living room. They were the blue eyes of a white cat about to strike its prey. However, it seemed to Ryuma that he was the prey in the cat's game.

 

“Ryuma!” Kazuma called for the third time.

 

Ryuma gasped. “Yes?”

 

The man blinked as he repeated his question. “Would you like some gravy on your biscuits?” He held up a metal ladle with a white substance settled in the scoop.

 

Ryuma nodded. “Yes, please.” He took one last glance at the brunette beside him before he started cutting into his meal. Fortunately, the young man was too enthralled with his own breakfast to be too concerned with the teen's stare.

 

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One heel settled against the top of a desk as its sister rocked back and forth on the floor. Their owner, a woman of about thirty, smiled keenly at the picture of the young alter that she had created with her own two hands. Of course, she wasn't exactly the mother of the teen. The mother had died while giving birth to him. She was just the engineer to help produce the egg and implant it into a woman who was willing to have the child. She licked her red, lustful lips as she opened a drawer from under her leg and pulled out a controller. “It will soon be time for you to get rid of your fathers. I hope it's without any resistance. It'll cause less pain that way.” She chuckled as she gently stroked the yellow button on the controller under her thumb. “Just a few more days and then the Lost Ground will be ours.”

 

tbc

 

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A/N: Here are my replies for the great reviews I got! ^o^

 

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Yasei Raiden: XD I was wondering if anyone would notice that. I was trying to write it like Kazuma knew exactly whom Ryuma was talking about because it sounded just like how Kimishima died. -_- I think I just totally confused myself. Thank you so much for reviewing! I could get used to these little criticisms. Maybe I just need to start out little by little with them. ^o^