17A/N: Hello all~ Thank the kind Fedski for this fic! I've decided to post the first chap of my second Sekai multi-chap fic! But be warned; this isn't a Saga-pup tale (mostly because it lacks him completely for one) and it's gets far darker than anything I've written to date!
All the same, I hope you guys enjoy this!
"Are you alright?"
"...Hai...I think I'm alright..." Ritsu answered quietly.
Am I alright? a small voice in the back of his head whispered. As he automatically replied to the artist on the phone he had to wonder.
Obviously something was wrong-he'd practically given himself to Takano moments ago after all! But...why?
You hurt him... that voice whispered maliciously. He unknowingly tightened his grip on the phone, Impossible!
"Onodera-san? Onodera-san, are you there?"
"Eh? Oh, hai hai, what were you saying?" shaking his head he hoped to dispell the guilt gnawing at his concious now. /How could I have?/ he argued with himself, /And how is that my problem now? he demanded/, glaring at the storyboard.
But he knew why. Because somewhere inside, he was still that young and foolish highschooler who wanted nothing more than to please Saga-senpai. And hearing that he'd hurt the other male cut him to the core.
"Ritsu?"
"Hmm?" he answered absentmindly, tapping his red pen lightly against the table.
"Thank you again."
Before he could answer there was a click on the other end of the line, and he was alone with his thoughts.
Sighing he lay back against the floor, Idiot! Why are you getting so worked up?! It doesn't matter-I'm not that person anymore! he fumed.
"Misunderstanding or not," Yokozawa's angry voice crashed through his mind, and he flinched, "that doesn't change the fact that you hurt Masamune!"
"I didn't mean to." he whispered to himself, curling on his side. "I didn't..."
Surprisingly he woke up the next morning without feeling utterly exhausted. As he prepared a pot of coffee his thoughts from last night came back and he scowled.
It really didn't concern him-and he couldn't waste time thinking on it. No that would never do. He would just have to throw himself into his work even more. Get better than Takano even, then he'd prove himself and be able to get a transfer for whatever project he wanted to tackle next.
'He'd follow you.'
Shaking his head the brunet dismissed the idea. Takano wouldn't be stupid enough to leave his job for him. Not in a million years...
And that didn't bother him one bit either.
A/N: Oh my, I seem to have made Ritsu crazy right of the bat! I wonder where this is going~ :P
Well, I know, you'll just have to wait and see however (and forgive me for my lack of updates, since this fic still has a few major holes to fill, and finals are coming up and so is summer...)
Review~?