S-CRY-ed Fan Fiction ❯ Experiment Ryuma ❯ 7: Pallid Absorbent ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7

7: Pallid Absorbent

 

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The new morning had taken an odd sort of an event for Ryuma. He heard Kanami give Kazuma and Ryuhou an ear full about last night's activities and demanded that they do it elsewhere, preferably out of town. At breakfast, they all ate in companionable silence, which the teen didn't mine. He didn't like talking during meals anyways. After that, he had gone to the guest room to find some descent clothes to wear since Kanami hadn't returned his uniform yet. He didn't think that it was going to be likely. Ryuma didn't mind though. He hated that uniform. It just represented something that he was against.

 

As he scrounged through the closet for a new pair of clothes, he heard a knock at the front door. He suspected that it was one of Kanami's, Kazuma's, and/or Ryuhou's friends. He smiled when he came across a black, skin tight, long sleeved shirt that resembled Kazuma's red one. “I guess Kazuma wouldn't care if I dressed like him a little.” He grabbed the pair of gray khakis that were next to the shirt he had found and put them on first. After he was satisfied with the comfort he put the shirt on, surprised at how it stretched perfectly to his upper form. “Perfect!” He smiled at the image of himself in the mirror that hung on the closet door. He heard a short rasp on the bedroom door before it opened, revealing Ryuhou again. Didn't he believe in a response first?

 

“Ryuma, there's someone here to see you.” Ryuhou blinked at the teen's selection in an outfit. He smirked softly. “You look like Kazuma.”

 

Ryuma nodded. “Yeah, I know. It was just something I found and wanted to try out. You don't think Kazuma will mind, do you?” He approached the green haired alter and peered up at him with a smile.

 

Ryuhou shook his head. “No, I'm sure he won't mind.” He wrapped his arm around the teen's shoulders and directed him toward the main room. “I believe Ramsey has taken a liking to you.”

 

“What?” Ryuma asked flabbergasted. “Ramsey's here? Why?”

 

The man let out a laugh before responding. “Well, why don't you wait and see?”

 

Sure enough, sitting on the couch nearest to the hallway was Ramsey. The brunette turned his head slightly, revealing a pair of thin framed, squared glasses that fit his visage perfectly. He wore a white button shirt with the lapel open, showing off his collarbone. Other than that, Ryuma couldn't see what else he was wearing. However, he was mildly surprised to see a cigarette hanging haphazardly out of Ramsey's mouth.

 

Ramsey lazily smiled at the teen as he stood up and made his way around the couch to greet the teen. “Well, don't you look nice.” He practically pressed their noses together when he leaned down toward Ryuma. “I have to admit, that shirt looks great on you.”

 

Ryuma felt a cold shudder run down his spine. This young man, who didn't have any respect for personal boundaries, was staring at him with possessive hunger again. He took a step back into Ryuhou and felt a hand land gently onto his shoulder. He swallowed the lump in his throat and looked up at the green haired alter.

 

“Ramsey wants to show you his alter ability. He also wants to see yours if that's alright.” Ryuhou chuckled through his nose, almost sounding smug.

 

No, it wasn't alright! `This guy is going to rape me if you leave me alone with him!' Ryuma thought with dismay. “I…I'd love to.” He visibly frowned in disgust, but neither alters had noticed.

 

“Good!” Kazuma exclaimed. “You two will get along great!” He approached them from down the hallway. Apparently, he had been in the bathroom taking a shower, because his hair was dripping wet and a towel hung around his neck. The red haired alter suddenly stopped and tilted his head to side as he stared at the teen. “Hey, do you know that you look like me?”

 

Everyone in the room, except for Ryuma, started laughing hysterically. The teen let out a disgruntled sigh and shook his head. “Yeah, I know.”

 

“Ah, that's okay. I don't mind having a younger version of me wandering around.” He patted the teen on the shoulder. “But you need a jacket with the left sleeve gone and then you'll have it made!”

 

“Kazuma,” Ryuhou warned. “We don't need another person wearing the same brutish style as you.”

 

Kazuma snorted. “Oh yeah? What about that old HOLY uniform you wear all the time? It's not exactly friendly lookin' either!”

 

Ryuhou clinched his jaw. “Shut your trap! That uniform stands for who I am!”

 

“Hm, they always go at it like husband and wife. But it never gets old,” Ramsey laughed. “Come on, while they're distracted.” He grabbed Ryuma by the arm and dragged him outside. He released the other and started out toward the waist land.

 

The younger alter watched quietly at the way Ramsey walked. He almost appeared to be a skillful walker, every step more graceful than the next, as if concentrated. Although at the same time, it was a completely laid-back stroll, no thought put into it. It was his on style, very cool in a sense.

 

“Are you comin' or not?” Ramsey peered over his shoulder at Ryuma who was still standing on the porch staring dazedly at him.

 

Ryuma closed his eyes to clear his mind and nodded once in response. He quickly leapt off the porch and ran up to the brunette. “Yeah, sorry.” He suddenly felt a question that was steadily itching its way out. He wanted to know something, wanted to learn it, accomplish it. He blushed furiously as he blurted the inquiry out. “Why are you so cool?”

 

Ramsey took one final step before looking down in complete surprise, his cigarette dropping from his mouth, landing on the sun colored ground. “Pardon?”

 

“How can you be so cool? I want to be like you!” Ryuma clinched his hands into fists, almost so tightly; he thought they were going to bleed. “It's as if you don't care what other people think. They've always taught me to base myself off what others believe. I don't want to be like that anymore.” Tears pierced the corners of his eyes as he took a step forward and somehow tripped over his own foot and stumbled into Ramsey's chest. He felt two hands wrap around his arms, trying to hold him steady. He blinked after he realized what just happened. He had his arms wrapped around Ramsey's back, the tips of his fingers brushing against the brown velvet fabric of the brunette's pants. “I'm sorry,” he gasped and tried to pull away, but suddenly slammed back into the firm chest his cheek was pressing against earlier. “Wha-?”

 

Ramsey's gaze softened to a deep cerulean blue as he stared intently at the top of the teen's head. “Don't move. This feels nice,” he purred softly. “You're warm and soft.” He leaned down and nuzzled his nose into the soft, silky locks.

 

The teen sighed with gratification as he buried his face into the white shirt and took in the other's sweet scent. `This isn't so bad. It feels really nice. I haven't been held like this before.' He tightened his arms around Ramsey's waists and dug his fingers into the shirt, as if trying to claim it as his. `Please don't let go of me.'

 

Ramsey swallowed hard and pushed the other away gently. “I'm sorry.”

 

“Erm…no…” Ryuma contradicted, suddenly feeling foolish for even getting comfortable with the young man. “It was my fault. I should have watched my step.” He removed himself from Ramsey's grasp and started toward the hills in the distance. “Come on. We can show off our alter powers over there.”

 

Ramsey nodded and looked around his feet for the neglected cigarette. “Where'd that damn thing go?”

 

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“Pallid Absorbent!” Ramsey summoned. A white light suddenly exploded from the earth, surrounding the young man's form. The only thing showing was the brunette's right arm, pointing at the teen. “Stand still,” he demanded. “This won't hurt, I promise,” he reassured with an unseen, small smile.

 

Ryuma stood completely still, taking deep assuring breaths to calm his nerves. The unexpected light that shot up from the ground would throw anyone into a defensive state. “What are you doing?” He asked meekly.

 

There was no response for quite sometime and then a loud explosion echoed into the air, startling Ryuma and causing him to fall over onto his side. “What's going on here?” He cried out. The waist land fell silent, eerily silent. Not even the wind whistled to prove its existence. “Ramsey?” He looked up to the brunette who seemed to be supporting a purple, black, and white left arm. It was identical to his own left arm. “What the hell?”

 

Ramsey was panting heavily. “I've…never met…someone with such a strong alter power…as yours...that rivals Ryuhou's and Kazuma's.” He fell to his knees and held his left arm. “How can you handle this though? It hurts like hell!” He made an effort to stand up, but failed. Instead of declining back to his knees, he went face first into the ground with a muffled groan and fainted.

 

“Ramsey!” Ryuma exclaimed and raced over to the immobile figure. “What an amazing alter,” he whispered. “He can absorb other alters' powers.” He pulled the brunette up onto his shoulders and slowly made his way back into town. “Hold on Ramsey. I'll get you help.” He received a moan, indicating that Ramsey would be all right.

 

From behind them, the wind finally made itself known by startling the dust and tossing a single white cigarette into the air.

 

tbc

 

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A/N: Wow! XD I didn't think I'd be able to decide what I wanted Ramsey's alter to be! It just hit me all of a sudden! I'm so freaking impressed! ^o^ However, there are other things I'm going to have explain in the next or later chapters…which will be terribly confusing. ;_;

 

By the way! Don't smoke! It's bad for you. It's only safe for anime bishies! XD

 

Nanaka: XD Poor you! *hugs* All that caffeine is going to make your head explode! 8D Well, I obviously know who to go to when I'm having writers block. Mwha! *blinks innocently* What? I didn't just laugh as if I was maniac, really! LOL! Yeah, I was hoping I'd get up two chapters before you came back…I might have, but it doesn't look like it. *sighs* Anyway! Thank you so much for reviewing!