Work Text:
"What. Is this?" Ryou asks his recently not-missing-anymore friend blandly, unamused at what his eyes are seeing.
"It's for the festival! Duh!" Fubuki sticks his tounge out at the Kaiser and said Kaiser would like to revoke their friendship. Right. Now.
"I'm revoking our friendship." He coldly states, eyes narrowed at the outfit being dangled in front of him. The very same outfit Fubuki is wearing, a prince outfit.
Marufuji Ryou may be considered as patient but he does not suffer fools gladly.
...even if said fool is tentatively prodding him with his most accrued puppy look expression and - ugh.
Ryou sighs and grumbles as he snaps away the offered costume from the other's hands. "I'm only doing this because you've been through a traumatic experience."
"Yay!" Fubuki cheers, eyes twinkling as a large smug grin dons his face, fingers strumming the ukulele he pulled out of...his outfit? "The benefits~ of having been missing for years!~" His friend sings out in tune with the tunes he's playing out of his instrument. "C'mon Ryou, follow me to where the ladies await us!"
"...alright." Ryou reluctantly allows himself to be dragged by his happy go lucky friend. "Who else did you drag into this… host club?"
The sign flamboyantly advertising Obelisk blue sector is covered with hearts around the title 'Obelisk Host Club' and Ryou sees non-Obelisks in it as well. Namely Judai. Jun. Misawa. Some other Obelisks Fubuki most likely roped in. His younger brother is nowhere to be seen and he breathes a sigh of relief.
"Now!" Fubuki clasps his hands together as he smiles with a blinding beam coming out of his eyes to the back of Ryo's skull. "Everyone, get into your outfits - it's time for our host club to attend, look alive alright! The ladies are relying on us to have a fabulous time!"
"Yes! Fubiki-shishou!" Jun salutes, looking far too determined for this silly activity and Judai looks around with confusion but salutes as well. Misawa's face is fully flushed and Ryo thinks that poor Yellow will flounder. There is a certain charm to that the girls of the school may like, he thinks absentmindedly.
The bell rings as the doors open and they are surprisingly popular.
Misawa has a queue that nearly rivals Fubuki's and his - the Yellow Ra student astonishingly holding up quite well despite the eternal blush on his face everytime he says something to the girls.
He notices Asuka flocks immediately to Juudai who tilts his head at her curiously and talks about cards. A hand is on her face and he listens in to her lecturing him how to be a better host.
("Oh, I didn't know you wanted that from me. I thought you were just visiting!" Juudai huffs, arms crossed. "Okay, fine. What would you like from me, my lady?" Voice deeper and face suggestive, most likely all taught by Fubuki.)
Ryou shudders at the blush that overtakes Asuka and her stammering - seeing his sort of like a younger sister friend crushing over Juudai feels wrong. (He finds its interesting that Fubuki, her actual brother, doesn't mind and encourages her to find love. Ryou on the other hand… he doesn't want Sho nor Asuka with anyone until they've graduated at least.)
Juudai laughs immediately after and Jun jumps in from the girls he had been entertaining (said girls storm off in a huff) to beat up Juudai and try his best to charm Asuka.
It was all quite entertaining.
Ryou is able to observe all this because he's letting Fubuki do most of the talking to charm the girls in front of them. Ryou smiles and hands them their tea and snacks, some girls floundering and requesting to be fed, which he does without much thought.
Fubuki is looking at him with a curious intensity. Ryou isn't sure what about. Was he doing it wrong? ...could you feed someone incorrectly?
He opens his mouth to ask just that before a scream erupts from the Jun-Juudai-Asuka table, a crash and food being thrown around. It seems they've fallen into a disagreement.
Ryou dodges whatever's heading his way by ducking down and it immediately hits the person sitting next to him… Fubuki's face is covered in chocolate cream cupcake and he can't help but dip his finger in and taste it.
Sweet.
"Kyaaaa!!!" The girls they've been entertaining shriek in delight and he freezes caught off guard by them, finger still in his lips. "Fubuki-sama, Ryou-sama! Can you two kiss each other on the cheek for us, please???"
Ryou blinks and Fubuki, who's still covered with chocolate - swipes most of himself clean - leaving just his own cheek covered in it, and then places it on Ryou's cheek mutely. Ryou shudders at the texture but tilts his head looking curiously at the gesture his friend has done. He then looks up to observe an indescribable expression overtake Fubuki's face that Ryou doesn't quite recognise.
Then, before he knows it - he's being tackled down to the sofa, Fubuki's face coming close to his and for one moment, Ryou's brain short circuits thinking Fubuki is going for his lips (their eyes locked for a bit and Ryou thinks Fubuki looks...hungry to say the least) - instead, Fubuki goes for his cheek as the girls had requested. Plush lips heavily pressured down to Ryou's cheek.
Ryou feels his cheeks burn at the aggressive kiss, he feels Fubuki's lips, sees Fubuki's hair - and the ceiling. The sounds of squealing teenagers blasts his eardrums and- a tongue.
He jerks at the foreign feeling of a wet slightly barbed appendage most likely licking off the chocolate Fubuki put on Ryou's cheek and lets out a small pleased sigh once Fubuki finishes and pulls his body away from his allowing Ryou some breathing space.
"Your turn now, Ryou…!" Fubuki grins and winks at him, and nudges Ryou with a head tilt to take a look at the ladies. "The ladies await you to fulfil their request."
He turns and looks at them, they all look giddy, hands covering their mouth and giggles escape them as they chatter amongst themselves. It all sounds like white noise to Ryou.
"...I'll be sure to give back just as much." Ryou says, eyes narrowed at Fubuki who blinks back at him innocuously. He's feeling a bit competitive and he pulls himself up to sit back upright from his laid down position, head dangling over the arm rest. Ryou leans his face closer towards Fubuki who seems slightly nervous now, eyes closed, face tinted red - Ryou tilts his friend's face sideways with a firm grip of his hand and kisses the chocolate covered cheek. His tongue quickly swipes away the sweet dark chocolate and Ryou… on a spur of the moment basis after he finished the chocolate, bites down.
"Ow!" Fubuki yelps, pulling away from him - wide eyes and Ryou grins (licks his lips and teeth at the soft chewy flesh he had just kissed and bitten) just as Fubuki had after kissing his cheek and turns aside to look at the ladies who aren't squealing but seem to be in shock. Eyes just as wide as Fubuki's - faces burning, each with a hand fanning themselves.
This is absurd. Ryou thinks. Fubuki looks adorable, with Ryou's teethmarks on his cheek and shock on the other's face.
"Nee-san!" Shit. That's Sho's voice. Ryou follows where the sound appears to be coming from and ah. It's behind the sofa he and Fubuki are lounging in.
"Sho." He greets his younger brother who seems pale and in shock. "How are you?"
"I-I, y-you and Fubuki…?" The unspoken question exits Sho's throat and Ryou bites his tongue and simply shakes his head. "Oh, okay…?"
"Hey Sho!" The food fighting trio's leader calls out to his younger brother. "Come over here!"
"Wah, aniki you're here too…?! I was wondering- ack, Asuka-san?! Manjoume-kun!? What happened to you two?!" Is the last thing Ryou can hear from his brother before it all jumbles up with all four rapidly chattering and the sound of more objects clattering against each other.
He turns his attention back to the table of five, three girls - Fubuki and himself.
Fubuki has apparently revived himself and the girls from their silent shock back to their prior levels of conversing. ('did you girls enjoy that?' 'yes we did Fubuki-sama, Ryou-sama!' and 'will you keep the host club running from now on?' 'maybe…! We'll see how today goes!')
Then comes the next set of girls that had seen what they did and requested the same thing. Except this time…
"You two were too rough with each other, could you please be gentle this time?" One of the obelisk girls (he recognises Asuka spends time with them a lot) asks them both. "Like a cute lil' peck!"
"Certainly!" Fubuki cheerily flourishes a bow to the two girls and turns to Ryou.
Ryou smiles indulgently and offers his cheek to the other. "Have at it." He's not sure why, but it comes out of himself a bit more aggressively than he intended it to sound like. Fubuki's eyes glints back at him, challenge seemingly accepted, lips tilted upwards to one side more than the other. His friend scoots himself over closet to Ryo's position and dips his head down to meet Ryo's cheeks. Fubuki's lips are feather light now compared to the weighted feeling from before and Ryou hears the girls squeal once more.
The high pitched voices are getting to him. Ryou sighs and leans into Fubuki's lips and he blinks himself awake from dozing at the gentle pressure of teeth against his cheeks.
"Revenge…!~" Fubuki purrs out quietly, lips still in contact with Ryo's once pale, now reddened cheeks. Ryou lets out an entertained puff of air at that.
Fubuki pulls away from him and talks to the girls once more. "How was that girls? Better than before?"
"Yes!!!" Both of them squeal, hugging each other. "Now, Ryou-sama, Ryou-sama it's your turn!"
Ryou nods and turns to Fubuki who's smiling widely at him, tapping a finger to his cheek. "You haven't kissed me on this side yet, so…"
For some reason, that brings a chuckle out of him and Ryou simply lowers his face down to the lower side of Fubuki's cheek closer to the jaw and gently kisses him there, lips lingering slightly close to Fubuki's own pair of lips a breath away and Ryou pulls himself away before he gets too close and makes contact with his friend's lips.
"How was that?" Ryou asks both Fubuki and the girls watching them.
It's odd how he doesn't mind doing this with Fubuki in front of others. Ryou can't help but reflect internally. He wonders what that might mean.
"Super wonderful!" They cheer and Fubuki nods along, a hand covering the lower half of his face, and Ryou notices the finger touching the spot of the cheek where he had kissed him.
More girls come to their table but no similar requests come. They play their host roles and the sun sets.
"Jun... Juudai..." Fubuki trails off, shaking his head in dismay. "I had high hopes for you two as you're my pupils but it seems you don't have what it takes to be a host. Misawa-kun! You on the other hand…"
Misawa perks up at that and Ryou tunes out Fubuki's enthused ramblings of praising the Yellow Ra and several other Obelisks.
Instead he wanders over to Jun and Juudai who seem down. "Gah… it's your fault for distracting me!" Jun exclaims, hands up in the air in exasperation. "If only Asuka had come to my table instead of yours…"
"Like I said, how could I have known?! And anyway, you joined in for no reason and abandoned your table…!" Juudai retorts, tongue out at the other. "Oh hey, Kaiser! Sorry your table got hit with some of our food."
"Apologise to Fubuki, I dodged it and he got hit." He can't help but snort in amusement. "It did, however please the girls we were entertaining…"
"Yes! The ladies really loved Ryou and I kissing each other's cheeks." Fubuki pops in behind them and Ryou closes his eyes at the loud 'whaaaat?!' from both Silfer Red dormmates. "Perhaps… you two might want to partner up and do something similar next time?"
"Nope!" Jun exclaims, eyes wide. "Nah." Juudai says airily, hands up in giving up. "I don't think I'm cut out for this. Maybe if you guys turn it into a dueling host club?" ("I...can I partner up with Asuka?" Jun asks instead.)
Ryou's eyes light up at that and nods enthusiastically. "Fubuki… if we turn this into a duelling host club, I'll rejoin next year as a visitor after I graduate."
Fubuki closes his eyes, a hand holding his chin in contemplation. "Hmmmm… Well, this is a host club and we are in a duelling academy… we could make it mixed genders and include duels in it, why not!" Fubuki clasps his hands and beams at them all. "I'll go ask Asuka!"
"Yes!" Juudai pumps his hand up and Ryou absentmindedly looks and slaps the raised palm - a high five. "Kaiser, let's team up!"
"Sure, Juudai." He agrees easily and Fubuki stops walking, turns around and rushes into Ryo's personal space with a loud "What?!", tears in his friend's eyes as he looks pitiably sad.
He blinks, coughs into his hand and looks away. "...we could all take turns teaming up?"
"Yeah - it'll be fun, won't it?" Juudai pipes in. "Neh, neh Thunder we could team up and tag duel the others!"
"I'd much prefer Asuka…" Ryou hears Jun seemingly mourn and accept the partnership. "But sure. We can take turns on who our partner will be right?"
Fubuki gives a loud and resounding "yes!" and Ryou is dragged off from the rest and given a pleading stare by his friend. "Aibou, you're my aibou right?"
"Yes?" Ryou doesn't know what's the right answer here so his answer is more a question than it is an answer.
"Ryou…" Tenjoin Fubuki's voice is laced with heaviness in it and Ryou stares at him worriedly.
"...yes?" He repeats his prior word and he's once again suddenly tackled into an embrace back against one of the pillars in the Obelisk dorms. Fubuki's head is buried into the nook of Ryou's neck, arms wrapped around Ryo's back as he feels his hips dig into the ridges of the pillar. "Ow, Fubuki?"
"I…" Fubuki lifts his head and bites his lips, eyes searching for something in Ryou's and the prior thought from before strays back into his mind. For once, Tenjoin Fubuki seems to be at a loss for words.
( Fubuki's face coming close to his and for one moment, Ryou's brain short circuits thinking Fubuki is going for his lips)
Ah. Ryou gets what's going on, he thinks now. "...yes aibou, I'm your partner."
It feels odd to be the one being forthcoming instead of Fubuki, but there's a first time for everything - including this kiss he's pressing against his partner's lips gently.
After a moment in which Fubuki froze which Ryou was getting worried if he made the right choice, Fubuki moves again, returning the kiss far less gently and more ferociously. His partner's hand still wrapped around Ryou's back, fingers digging deep into the Prince outfit Ryou and Fubuki is still wearing and he moans into the kiss when Fubuki has their hips flush against each other.
Ryou is lightheaded and has to pull away, eyes seeing fluorescent lights above them and one younger brother gaping at him.
"Nee-san!" Sho exclaims. "This…" His younger brother is at a loss of words and Ryo can only shrug and nod. "Oh, okay… erm… I, you're the older one - I hope you two know what you're doing!"
With that, his younger brother that's shown up at inopportune moments disappears from the scene of Fubuki and himself making out in the lobby.
"We should erm, probably go to my room?" Fubuki asks him. Ryo snorts and pulls him down for a kiss. "Oompfh!"
They break away after a moment and Ryo smiles. "My room's less messier than yours, let's go to mine."
Fubuki pouts. "But someone else will replace you in your room once you graduate… if you go to mine though… I get to keep the memory."
It was a compelling argument, so Ryo pauses and nods. "Alright, let's go to yours."
His partner beams at him and Ryo grins.
Perhaps agreeing to Fubuki's ideas every now and then wasn't too bad.