17th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Well, naturally Hayato was notoriously terrible with children, and with his condition his patience was stretched even thinner then usual. It probably took all of ten minutes of being in the room with the kid before he got fed up with it and tried to throw his shoe at it , so of course Hayato had been baby-ified like the rest of the bad mommy's out there.

And his child self had some serious business to take care of! After bothering about several people with his child nonsense he finally thought to get practicing for his upcoming piano recital! Hoping that if he was good enough, maybe he wouldn't have to eat his sister's cookies again...

So Hayato had found the music room and plopped himself down to play the first piece he could find. Of course he's no professional, he messes up here and there, but considering his age and the complexity of the piece he's rather gifted. Anyone in the general vicinity of the music room is free to come listen, and bother him.]

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[deeplymeaningless]

[Ryuutaro chuckles softly, before softly removing Hayato from his leg and sitting down in front of him so that they are at the same height. With a very slow and gentle fan-shushing movement he ensures that he has Hayato's attention.]

How about this? We go to find you a bed and you just lay down. We can still talk and do all sorts of things, but you're at least having a comfortable place then?

[Ryuutaro is convinced that once this boy even sees a bed he'll fall asleep anyway]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

...So I won't have to go to bed? And we can still play?

[He smiles and giggles]

[deeplymeaningless]

Yes, it's just changing to a more comfortable place.
[Smilesmile]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[And he unlatches himself from Ryuutaro's leg and holds his arms up, this means he wants to be carried.]

Let's go! Let's go!

[deeplymeaningless]

[Now Ryuutaro really hesitates for a moment. He... understands what this gesture means. And he's not sure if he likes it.
He's really close to telling Hayato he could very well walk himself. But then again this would be ten times more embarrassing to the older Hayato than it was awkward to him now.
And at the moment the boy in front of him was really just a child.
Ryuutaro gives up his inner struggle and takes Hayato on his arms a bit awkwardly.]

Impatient, aren't you?

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato wraps his arms around Ryuutaro's neck to support himself, and rests his head on his shoulder. He giggles and nods his head at Ryuutaro's question]

I like being carried! It makes me feel like a grown-up!

[deeplymeaningless]

[That's the most absurd Ryuutaro has heard in a while, though he sees why Hayato thinks so. He's the one with the 15cm soles after all.]

So? Then better enjoy this, because I'm not always going to carry you around.

[For a moment Ryuutaro wonder where to walk, but he figures that
a)after all this he shouldn't intrude Hayato's room as well
b) he has no idea what's waiting in Hayato's room and when it'll explode.

So he just directs his steps towards his own room.]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[He giggles again]

It's okay! Even if it's just a little bit, I like it!

[And there's another little yawn, and he buries his face in Ryuutaro's shoulder]

...are we going to the icky room?

[deeplymeaningless]

... the icky room? Excuse me, but what do you mean by that?

[Though he has a hunch]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

The room I woke up in when I first got here. It was icky.

[Hayato lifts his head up so that he can stick his tongue out to emphasize his point]

[deeplymeaningless]

[Aaaaaand Ryuutaro gets the feeling that he doesn't want to visit the older Hayato in his room unless it's freshly cleaned]

Do not worry, I'm taking you to my room.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

Okay good! I don't like the icky room!

[And Hayato flops his head back down on Ryuutaro's shoulder, and giggles]

[deeplymeaningless]

[So many kinds of wrong, Ryuutaro doesn't even know where to start. And if he already was so disturbed by all of this, what would Hayato think when he remembered this? If he remembered it, that was. Ryuutaro is sure it'd make for an unforgettable facial expression.

Reaching his room he opens the door to show it in all it's glory. It's as Japanese as things can get so it already seems amazing that the Author had put a bed in rather than a plain futon.]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato looks up in awe]

It's pretty! I've never seen a room like this before!

[deeplymeaningless]

[Ryuutaro chuckles and puts Hayato down on the bed. He's glad to have gotten over with the carrying-thing, which wasn't really disconcerting but still weird.]

It's mostly designed in the Tradition of my home country Japan. I'm glad you do enjoy the style.

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato lets out a big yawn when he's laid down on the bed, and it's obvious he's not going to last long at all, be he still keeps hold of Ryuutaro's sleeve]

we're still... going to play... right?

[deeplymeaningless]

Whenever you want.

[... The deja-vu is almost unbearable. A tired Hayato holding him back, needing to sleep. Don'tthinkaboutthelegdon'thinkabouttheleg.
Ryuutaro manages to smile regardless, hoping Hayato would fall asleep soon]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato smiles]

we can do a bunch of stuff... we can jump on the bed... and play hide n' seek... and then... and then...

[and his eyes flutter shut]

We.. we're gonna have... so much.... fun...

[And he finally drifts off to sleep]

[deeplymeaningless]

[Ryuutaro smiles and stays next to the bed for the moment, looking down at the sleeping boy for a moment.
Then he gets his fortune-telling bowl down and sits down on the ground - more to kill time than to actually foresee anything. The Author didn't allow him much information anyway]