Mayo ficlets   von Toshi
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                                 Reunion kiss
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They had been locked up in different places for a different amount of time, but
it was equally agonizing for both of them. Yosuke did get out a few years
earlier, but wasn't allowed to visit his old complice, for various reasons (one
of which was that Masaru wasn't allowed visitors other than blood-related
family).
The remaining five years Yosuke spent thinking about his first boyfriend ever
way too much, then less and less, until he occasionally forgot the date on which
Masaru was supposed to get out. He was thirty-five, so he had a lot of other
things to care about, mind you. While a lot of stuff happened and he did have a
few flings, he did not really feel more than a faint attraction that also never
lasted longer than a month toward any of those people. It was nice to have
someone to care about you, but he couldn't really give that feeling back to
them. He figured he must have still been in love with Masaru, which was weird,
since they hadn't talked or even seen each other in fifteen years. And when he
thought of him it was without that throb of his heart, or bugs in his stomach,
but more like a "I guess he exists" kind of feeling. Quite indifferent. Which in
return made him sad, because back then he loved him so much, it was almost
disgusting.
It was Masaru's brother who called Yosuke on The Day, asking him if he still
wanted to come with him. Yosuke did have made other plans that day, because
frankly, he had forgotten. But he quickly cancelled his lunch date with his
sister and mother, suddenly more eager than he had been the last years with
anything involving Masaru.
He walked in circles while waiting for Akio to pick him up, and his neighbour
eyed him suspiciously. Soon Akio finally arrived and Yosuke climbed onto the
passenger seat, finding himself smiling the whole ride. When they stopped in the
parking lot, Akio spoke for the first time since they had set off.
"He will probably be rather indifferent toward you, please don't be upset."
For some reason, this scared the younger one, which was ridiculous, since he
himself had felt that kind of indifference the last few years toward Masaru as
well. A lot (a lot!) of time had passed after all, and they were fourty now. Not
those clumsy, stupid teenagers that felt every emotion too intensely. It
probably hadn't even been real love. An overwhelming attraction to a person that
was actually friendly for a change. At most. They got out of the car.
The two men had to wait in the visitor room for a while, and Yosuke couldn't
help but still feel very nervous. When the door opened he almost fell off his
chair. In came an officer, followerd by a tall, darkhaired man, with a very
wrinkled face. Akio stood up, greeted and thanked the officer and embraced the
man. Yosuke's eyes widened. That... that was Masaru!? He watched the brothers
talk for a minute before Masaru noticed the fourth person in the room, still
sitting on his chair, and threw a shocked glance at his brother, then a scared
one. There, just for a fraction of a moment, Yosuke saw that same eighteen year
old boy with the sad eyes and timid but endearing behavious, and got up from his
seat, walking straight toward the group, and ended up facing Masaru for the
first time in twenty years.
He looked tired. Yosuke was tired, too.
He was fourty. They were old. Not necessarily wise, but old and very, very
tired. Of waiting. Yosuke stood up on his toes (that bastard had grown a bunch),
closed his eyes and pressed his lips on Masaru's. They were dry and chapped. He
didn't care. He moved his lips against the other's, felt two hands cupping his
head, smiles against the lips, hearts beating, legs weakening, chest clenching.
He loved him. He loved him so much, for more than twenty years of his life, and
that had never changed. He loved him. And he was loved. Tears rolled down his
cheeks, but he didn't care. He loved him so much. And he finally got him back.

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