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Title: Phone Call
Series: Kamen Rider Gaim
Characters: Kureshima Takatora, Kureshima Mitsuzane with a brief appearance of Sengoku Ryoma and teeny hint of Sid.
Summary: Pre-series. Takatora never thought a single phone call could be so misleading....
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His phone vibrated again. Sigh. Of all the timings...
He wondered if he should ignore it or just answer the bloody phone.
"Takatora... aren't you answering that call?"
Takatora glanced up towards the cheeky face of his head researcher. He scowled.
As if I'm going to tell you about that!
Despite that..., Takatora wondered as he stared at the phone; probably it's better that he answered that. Because around this time, there was only one person who would call him on his phone. And it's not the higher ups; well actually... it could be them as well but not this one. He knew that... because he had been ignoring the same caller for a while now...
Well, he WAS in a meeting at the moment, so he needed to set his priorities straight! But maybe...
He probably need to answer the phone now, yeah...
After all... it has been several nights now that he either stayed overnight at his office... or came home very late.
Takatora bit his lips. And sighed.
"Well, I suppose we can postpone this meeting to tomorrow. So Ryoma, Sid... I'll hear the rest of your reports tomorrow."
"Alright... you're the boss after all!", said Sid as he just shrugged and left the meeting room without delay. Ryoma snickered as he watched Takatora also hurrying to leave.
"Mitsuzane... kun, isn't it?"
Takatora glanced back towards Ryoma, feeling rather annoyed at the tone he used.
"Yes... you have a problem with that?"
Ryoma grinned again. "Nothing at all!" he gasped as he flung his hand up. "But I am amused that you managed to endure these few hours without jumping into whatever it was your little brother wanted you to do right away. I could've sworn that kid's more a son to you than a mere little brother."
Takatora rolled his eyes at him. "Shut up. And I am currently Mitsuzane's legal guardian so I am responsible for his wellbeing. If you take issue about that so much I suggest you go adopt some random kid and raise them yourself! See if you could do it better than me. Oh wait, perhaps you shouldn't."
Ryoma made a move to clutch his heart as Takatora started calling home. (Or more like Mitsuzane's phone... but the kid's should be home regardless anyway.) Whatever nonsense Ryoma did afterwards were soon ignored as someone picked up the call.
"It's m—"
"Nii-san!"
Takatora held his breath as he could clearly hear his brother crying uncontrollably. Immediately thousands of thoughts started plaguing his mind as he wondered in alarm as to what causing the distress.
"Mitsuzane, what—"
"What took you so long to answer my call?" cried Mitsuzane again as Takatora suddenly felt bad for ignoring the call for so long. "Are you coming home tonight?"
Takatora sighed. "Yes, I am. I'll be heading home soon, so wait for me... okay?"
"Okay..." came the small reply as Takatora ended the call. He turned towards Ryoma.
"Sorry, apparently something happened at home... I think. I'm going back. If you want to tease me about being over-protective of my little brother, save it for later. You can throw anything you want at me then."
That brought a grin to Ryoma's lips.
"You sure? You might regret saying that later, just saying..."
Refusing to entertain Ryoma any longer Takatora just slammed the door behind him.
xxx
Whatever he was picturing on the drive back, it was nothing compared to the sight in front of him at the moment. Takatora frowned.
"Mitsuzane, what's wrong?" gasped Takatora as he rushed over. Mitsuzane immediately latched onto him as their family butler hurried over, bowing apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Master Takatora... but young master Mitsuzane refused to respond to anyone else nor say anyting about what's troubling him..." said the old man as Takatora waved him off.
"It's okay, Jii... I'll take over from here," he said as Takatora lead his brother towards the main hall and sat him down.
"What is it?" he asked gently as Mitsuzane glanced up.
"Promise you won't laugh at me?"
His poor little brother looked so pale and tearstruck, that he haven't the heart to even want to tease Mitsuzane for that. Takatora smiled.
"Yeah, I promise..." he said as Mitsuzane pouted at him.
"Nnn... nii-san, tonight... can I sleep with you together tonight?"
Takatora blinked.
He had pictured so many scenarios in his head as to what calamity had befallen his brother to give so much distress to the child but nothing—connected to the request he'd just heard as a possible solution that could make it better. So what was it... that triggered such request now?
"I.... beg your pardon?"
Mitsuzane's face started to flush red now, it was clear that he was having dificulty just to say this aloud.
"I don't want to sleep alone tonight!" said Mitsuzane again as he looked like at the verge of crying again.
Takatora hastily nodded as he tried to calm the child again. "Yes, yes... but why? Was something bothering you?"
"It's ...my classmates. S-suddenly suggesting that we all go watch horror movie... and now I'm scared to sleep in my room by... myself," explained Mitsuzane sheepishly.
Silence... as Takatora tried his best to keep his poker face. And then came the snorts.
"You PROMISED not to laugh!" Mitsuzane whined as Takatora chuckled.
"How old are you now, Mitsuzane? How you even... if you know you're weak on stuff like this, why didn't you refuse them from the very beginning?" Takatora sighed in relief. "And here I thought something terrible had happened... what a relief!"
"Well... I thought you could have called and sorta bail me out of that so that I don't have to join them. But you didn't even called ONCE!"
Oh... so that was the reason for all the miscalls and messages. So technically he was at fault for not coming to the rescue...
"Then... can I sleep in your room?" The small voice asked again.
Takatora chuckled. How many times has it been now? He didn't intend to keep score... but at this rate it'll probably be a lot amusing to a certain someone. So hopefully that guy don't catch wind over this. Who knows what Ryoma would make... out of this losing streak he kept having.
I mean what's the score again? Eight... nine to zero? Damn.
"Nii-san?"
Takatora blinked. Oh yeah... Mitsuzane.
He gracefully brought Mitsuzane close before planting a soft kiss on Mitsuzane's forehead.
"Of course you can..."
Series: Kamen Rider Gaim
Characters: Kureshima Takatora, Kureshima Mitsuzane with a brief appearance of Sengoku Ryoma and teeny hint of Sid.
Summary: Pre-series. Takatora never thought a single phone call could be so misleading....
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His phone vibrated again. Sigh. Of all the timings...
He wondered if he should ignore it or just answer the bloody phone.
"Takatora... aren't you answering that call?"
Takatora glanced up towards the cheeky face of his head researcher. He scowled.
As if I'm going to tell you about that!
Despite that..., Takatora wondered as he stared at the phone; probably it's better that he answered that. Because around this time, there was only one person who would call him on his phone. And it's not the higher ups; well actually... it could be them as well but not this one. He knew that... because he had been ignoring the same caller for a while now...
Well, he WAS in a meeting at the moment, so he needed to set his priorities straight! But maybe...
He probably need to answer the phone now, yeah...
After all... it has been several nights now that he either stayed overnight at his office... or came home very late.
Takatora bit his lips. And sighed.
"Well, I suppose we can postpone this meeting to tomorrow. So Ryoma, Sid... I'll hear the rest of your reports tomorrow."
"Alright... you're the boss after all!", said Sid as he just shrugged and left the meeting room without delay. Ryoma snickered as he watched Takatora also hurrying to leave.
"Mitsuzane... kun, isn't it?"
Takatora glanced back towards Ryoma, feeling rather annoyed at the tone he used.
"Yes... you have a problem with that?"
Ryoma grinned again. "Nothing at all!" he gasped as he flung his hand up. "But I am amused that you managed to endure these few hours without jumping into whatever it was your little brother wanted you to do right away. I could've sworn that kid's more a son to you than a mere little brother."
Takatora rolled his eyes at him. "Shut up. And I am currently Mitsuzane's legal guardian so I am responsible for his wellbeing. If you take issue about that so much I suggest you go adopt some random kid and raise them yourself! See if you could do it better than me. Oh wait, perhaps you shouldn't."
Ryoma made a move to clutch his heart as Takatora started calling home. (Or more like Mitsuzane's phone... but the kid's should be home regardless anyway.) Whatever nonsense Ryoma did afterwards were soon ignored as someone picked up the call.
"It's m—"
"Nii-san!"
Takatora held his breath as he could clearly hear his brother crying uncontrollably. Immediately thousands of thoughts started plaguing his mind as he wondered in alarm as to what causing the distress.
"Mitsuzane, what—"
"What took you so long to answer my call?" cried Mitsuzane again as Takatora suddenly felt bad for ignoring the call for so long. "Are you coming home tonight?"
Takatora sighed. "Yes, I am. I'll be heading home soon, so wait for me... okay?"
"Okay..." came the small reply as Takatora ended the call. He turned towards Ryoma.
"Sorry, apparently something happened at home... I think. I'm going back. If you want to tease me about being over-protective of my little brother, save it for later. You can throw anything you want at me then."
That brought a grin to Ryoma's lips.
"You sure? You might regret saying that later, just saying..."
Refusing to entertain Ryoma any longer Takatora just slammed the door behind him.
xxx
Whatever he was picturing on the drive back, it was nothing compared to the sight in front of him at the moment. Takatora frowned.
"Mitsuzane, what's wrong?" gasped Takatora as he rushed over. Mitsuzane immediately latched onto him as their family butler hurried over, bowing apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Master Takatora... but young master Mitsuzane refused to respond to anyone else nor say anyting about what's troubling him..." said the old man as Takatora waved him off.
"It's okay, Jii... I'll take over from here," he said as Takatora lead his brother towards the main hall and sat him down.
"What is it?" he asked gently as Mitsuzane glanced up.
"Promise you won't laugh at me?"
His poor little brother looked so pale and tearstruck, that he haven't the heart to even want to tease Mitsuzane for that. Takatora smiled.
"Yeah, I promise..." he said as Mitsuzane pouted at him.
"Nnn... nii-san, tonight... can I sleep with you together tonight?"
Takatora blinked.
He had pictured so many scenarios in his head as to what calamity had befallen his brother to give so much distress to the child but nothing—connected to the request he'd just heard as a possible solution that could make it better. So what was it... that triggered such request now?
"I.... beg your pardon?"
Mitsuzane's face started to flush red now, it was clear that he was having dificulty just to say this aloud.
"I don't want to sleep alone tonight!" said Mitsuzane again as he looked like at the verge of crying again.
Takatora hastily nodded as he tried to calm the child again. "Yes, yes... but why? Was something bothering you?"
"It's ...my classmates. S-suddenly suggesting that we all go watch horror movie... and now I'm scared to sleep in my room by... myself," explained Mitsuzane sheepishly.
Silence... as Takatora tried his best to keep his poker face. And then came the snorts.
"You PROMISED not to laugh!" Mitsuzane whined as Takatora chuckled.
"How old are you now, Mitsuzane? How you even... if you know you're weak on stuff like this, why didn't you refuse them from the very beginning?" Takatora sighed in relief. "And here I thought something terrible had happened... what a relief!"
"Well... I thought you could have called and sorta bail me out of that so that I don't have to join them. But you didn't even called ONCE!"
Oh... so that was the reason for all the miscalls and messages. So technically he was at fault for not coming to the rescue...
"Then... can I sleep in your room?" The small voice asked again.
Takatora chuckled. How many times has it been now? He didn't intend to keep score... but at this rate it'll probably be a lot amusing to a certain someone. So hopefully that guy don't catch wind over this. Who knows what Ryoma would make... out of this losing streak he kept having.
I mean what's the score again? Eight... nine to zero? Damn.
"Nii-san?"
Takatora blinked. Oh yeah... Mitsuzane.
He gracefully brought Mitsuzane close before planting a soft kiss on Mitsuzane's forehead.
"Of course you can..."
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