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[blowsfortono]

[when a certain blue ranger comes back from doing whatever it is that he does, he may find a certain pink ranger in his cabin, ostensibly practicing calligraphy but also pretty obviously waiting for him]

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[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

It's not that. But I can't think of much else that I might be helpful with.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

More than you might think. But yes, Takeru. I just...wonder if he isn't having second thoughts. About me, that is.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... What makes you think so? He's been really excited.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[shakes her head]

No, he hasn't. He'll ask me to do something, or invite me somewhere, and for a moment he looks almost happy. But if I ever seem even a little pleased about it then he just...stops. Like I've done something wrong. And I can never seem to say the right thing to him anyway.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

. . . He's happy, please trust me. Everything else is because he's not ready to show how emotional he really gets over this.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[sighs]

That isn't how it seems. At all. Maybe he just...enjoys the idea more than the actuality.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... What do you mean?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Just the things he says sometimes. Like that he's been waiting a long time to be with me. Except he hasn't, really, has he? I haven't been here very long.

I'm sorry, I really shouldn't be burdening you with this.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

He said that, did he..?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

He said he'd been waiting for this for a long time, actually. So the three of us, I suppose. It just...wasn't me. That he was really waiting for.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... Mmh. It must be more difficult for him to see the difference, after all.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[that doesn't necessarily make her feel any better, so she takes a sip of tea]

Mm, maybe that's why.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

At least in part, that's probably my fault.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Eeh?

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

If I had been able to tell him straightforwardly, back then. . .

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

...

Takeru is Takeru, yes. But I wasn't even there, and I saw that things weren't right. And now here we are, both worried.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... I still think that it's a facade. He only forgets about it sometimes, when he looks genuinely happy, like it's vulnerability.

[adds, almost to himself] As though anyone cared for that.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

[sees your point, but sighs]

If he can't bring himself to be even a little vulnerable...

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

It takes a little time.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

Time he wouldn't be getting if neither of us had been vulnerable enough to have this conversation.

[whoops, that was a little snappish]

...I know it isn't your fault. I'm sorry.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

... It's fine. I defend him too much, don't I?

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

You love him. I think it comes with the territory.

[reaches out and puts her hand on yours]

This can't be easy for you.

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head, chuckling a bit unsteadily]

Well, I'm not very territorial about him.

[pinkufortono.livejournal.com]

...

Ryuunosuke.

[comes around the table to sit next to you]

[wetfortono.livejournal.com]

E-eh?