[risi]

Risi is quite surprised to see that Yamatsu is crying once he turns his attention back to the shorter Genin, and he tilts his head a bit in surprise at the sight, wondering if he'd done or said something that had perhaps tipped the other teenager off. Perhaps he'd done or said something strange for most Kumogakure ninja and now he would be caught out... But no, it seems that he hadn't done anything to make Yamatsu question his sincerity, even his own inward sincerity when he'd felt that he might have some feelings beyond simple familiarity and compassion with Yamatsu. He certainly hears Yamatsu's grief in his words, and he's momentarily at a loss for what to do. Someone breaking down in this way was not really a common scenario when it comes to spy work, but Risi had to do something.

Risi wasn't really certain why he felt he had to do anything; he'd barely met Yamatsu, and now the teenager was smashing his hand into the wooden patio under himself as he cries out in his grief and sadness, but Risi still felt his heart breaking at the sight. Without really thinking about it, he moves to his knees next to Yamatsu, putting his soft hands over the boy's shoulders and trying to comfort him. This was almost certainly far outside of his training, and his mask was slipping now as he relies on what he feels the need to do internally, rather than what he needs to do in order to keep up his artificial appearance of camaraderie. Once he hears Yamatsu's apology, Risi gently rubs his back in a big, slow circle. Despite his short size, Yamatsu was slightly more built than Risi was, as the Genin's feminine form made himself quite slight in terms of body proportions.

"Shhhhh, shhhhh... It's okay, Yamatsu. I can tell you're in pain. I know that, all right? Here, let's get you inside..."

With that, Risi helps Yamatsu up and away from the view of the twin mountains that the sun had disappeared behind, quite like a metaphor for his parents and their passing looming over the young man, but hidden from the view of others. Risi wonders at why he's doing so much to help this stranger, but he feels he needs to help this friend of his, though he internally feels more for Yamatsu than he really might for just a friend. He leads Yamatsu back inside, towards what he presumes to be the bedroom, and he can feel his cheeks flush as he approaches one of the few rooms in Yamatsu's home, wondering what exactly he might find in such a place, and if it might have been cleaned as well in preparation for his arrival.

Which leaves Risi disappointed when he opens the bedroom door to see that it's not quite clean, but he keeps that look off his face with very careful facial control. Instead, he tries to lead Yamatsu into his own bed where he can gently hold the other Genin without the hard wood of the patio making it uncomfortable and likely painful.

[Yamatsu]

The Young Pup

It all became a blur as his emotions took him. As Risi helped him up the short walk from the back patio to his room seemed like a dream. His room was messy but it was more than that, the walls were covered in picture of his family. It was as if he grabbed most of the ones he could find and turned his room into a shrine. The table was covered in cans of empty drinks and bags of empty chips. It seemed the only clean area was his bed and it seemed it was only for the ease of sleep. He felt his body be set down on the not so soft mattress. He had grown accustomed to sleeping in caves so a normal mattress just was not the same. His mind was still in a haze as he reached out pulling the other man on top of him. He held him close burying his face in the slender mans neck as the tears began again. He was not sure how long he held Risi atop of him but the tears began to slow. He never let go, holding Risi close to him, his face beginning to rub against the nape of his neck. He felt safe, the warmth from their embrace began to soothe his tattered soul. He pull his head away looking into Risi's crimson eyes before reaching up placing a soft kiss upon his lips.

Risi -- 240

LAIKA OF THQ

[risi]

Risi himself is quite surprised at the fact that the mattress is far less soft than the one he has in his own home, and he wonders if there was also something in Yamatsu's past to explain that, but the thought is entirely in the back of his mind. He's somewhat surprised when he gets pulled down into the bed on top of Yamatsu, stunned almost to stillness while the other Genin presses his face into the well of Risi's own neck. The pale-skinned Genin manages to avoid freezing completely, and instead softly rubs Yamatsu's back, soothing him even as he feels his own heart racing hard inside of his chest, beating like it's trying to escape his rib cage. The embrace was very warm, and not really something that Risi had ever been accustomed to. Hugs were not exactly the Inshi family's strong suit, much less the Kyuumu clan's in general.

He's surprised again when Yamatsu pulls back a bit, and Risi thinks that perhaps he's done crying, only to find his eyes gazing down into Yamatsu's as their lips meet in a single, soft kiss. What's even more surprising is that Risi finds himself returning the kiss with Yamatsu, pressing his lips back to the tan-skinned man's own in a second embrace that sees him guiding the other Genin back down to the bed. It takes a long time during the liplock for Risi's own short-circuiting mind to return to some semblance of his usually more cold internal thoughts, still stunned from his reflexive reaction to the kiss being to return a kiss of his own, leaving behind a bit of the red paint on Yamatsu's own lips, and almost absent-mindedly, he thinks to himself that the color looks good on him, despite how dark his skin was. Where his own pale skin made the red lipstick striking with how darkly it contrasts with his skin, one Yamatsu it was somewhat reversed, with the dark skin contrasting with the lighter red color of the lip paint.

"I... We can't go farther than this for now. I don't want to rush into anything when you're in this kind of state..."

His words are whispered, and he finds himself wondering if they were really the words of his "mask" or if they were his own words, his own desire to be with Yamatsu. He's not sure if it's dangerous for him to have feelings for this Genin, but he's also unsure if it's too late to worry about it, because he's almost certain he has feelings for Yamatsu now.