Compunction Rain: distress caused by feeling guilty: Nostalgia

DID YOU GUYS SEE YESTERDAY'S EPISODE ON FRIGAY? Ritsu sort of redeemed himself in my eyes, they cut off the 'hnnng' parts to my displeasure, and my heart was CRYING for Takafumi. Sorry it took me a week to update, exams were killing me and I still failed one of them. It's break now, so I might be updating every day! I'll shut up now and…at last, the long awaited RitsuxTakano couple!

"Ah, it looks like it's going to rain again!" Kisa reclined in his chair and announced to no one in particular.

Ritsu stiffened at his seat and quickly looked out the tall windows of the office and grudgingly acknowledged the presence of the angry metallic clouds that loomed over the entire city. The humidity in the air, he knew, was probably tangible. Even the state of the art air conditioning could not keep the weather at bay – Ritsu knew that impending death would either be a result of work or the stifling heat. Nevertheless…the weatherman had said that a thunderstorm would be inevitable, and that in itself posed a huge problem.

He'd forgotten his umbrella.

This morning his alarm clock had suddenly thought it would be nice to die at the perfect time, so in the end Ritsu had been reduced to hopping up and down at the door trying to get his shoes on, breakfast toast in his mouth while hurriedly stashing every sort of manuscript and papers needed for work in his bag without a second thought for the weather or an umbrella. It was a feat that he made it to work on time, albeit looking disheveled, hair uncombed, clothes wrinkled – but then again it was nearing the end of the cycle, so it wasn't like a tidy appearance was necessary.

But of all things, there was no way he would ask…would ask…Takano for one. With all that happened previously, the rain took on a completely different meaning as it once had before. The rain served as a reminder of compunction for all his past misdeeds, it served as a reminder of how much he'd hurt Takano once before with his blatant, impassioned words once provoked and forced into a corner. Ritsu hated himself for that…because he knew just how disgustingly wrong he was, that he would…never, ever be able to vocalize just how much he loved Takano.

Somehow everything came out wrong, and the rain had righted it again.

Though the discord and distress ate away at Ritsu, the biggest problem had occurred to him in the elevator while fiddling with the zipper on his bag as he was attempting to avoid an awkward encounter with Yokozawa.

…Rain equated to heated sex.

Takano would soon be coming after him like a crazed sex maniac looking for his prey, which…undoubtedly was himself. There was no way that Takano would just let such an opportunity slide, Ritsu was so scared for his own safety and well-being that it was of upmost importance that he attempt to dash back home through the precipitation without encountering Takano-

"Hey." Cold, large hands that slid into his hair and ruffled it, Ritsu didn't have to turn around to know who it was.

Crap. Speak of the devil.

Ritsu gulped, shivering instinctively as Takano's fingers trailed down his neck.

If this goes on longer, my plan's going to go down the drain and I won't get enough sleep because he's going to eat me alive and my ass is going to hurt like hell tomorrow someone save me there's no way I have that much stamina left oh god I really am going to die if this happens I

"You're not carrying an umbrella, right?" Takano stated briefly, looking at him with hazel orbs.

Ritsu meekly nodded, thoughts too jumbled to contravene or elaborate on a pathetic excuse.

"I-I guess…I'll just make a run for it." Looking at Takano was too hard, so Ritsu stared at the ground, bangs falling over his eye.

An object was suddenly placed in Ritsu's hands – it was a slim, navy umbrella.

"Here. Take it."

Ritsu glanced up, feeling unexpected warmth blossoming in his chest. Had Takano really…? He was surprised and touched by the small gesture, but Takano was already walking out of the revolving doors of the Maruakwa building, shoulders hunched, preparing for the onslaught of rain that would assault him immediately.

It was nearly impossible for Ritsu to run through the water while trying to catch up with Takano's fast strides.

"Takano-san!"

The tall man continued on without a pause and grunted. "What?"

"Can't we share? At this rate you'll get sick again!" Panting, Ritsu had finally reached Takano and extended the umbrella over his lover.

Takano stopped so suddenly that Ritsu ran smack into his chest, smooshing his cheek against the broad plane and losing his balance. With one deft sweep, Takano had Ritsu by the waist and the umbrella in the other hand.

A soft smile in his voice, Takano leaned down.

"In that case, then, I'll take it as an invitation that you don't mind this."

In the rain, under the abundant frondescence of the blooming buds of spring, their lips met without hesitation. A sweet kiss in the showers, the umbrella shielding them from prying eyes in the lovely spring.

Oh god. Ritsu thought to himself. Someone please tell me this isn't like some bad shojo manga.

Some other words used:

Frondescence: Foliage

Contravene: contradict/ oppose

And maybe another word but I'm way too lazy to look it up.

And lastly a thanks to Animecherryblossem33, eeeeeeh / Thank you very much! You are too nice. I'm glad that I'm doing not too bad of a job of making people die or sick. Fluff. Happiness. It really is SO hard for me to write something like this. (is not happy person at all).

Himitsu Uragiri, I'm glad you liked it!Domestica is sorta...meh for me, but I adore Hatori.

And thank you Isa!