Ōkami-san to Shichinin no Nakama-tachi Fanfiction: Okami-san and The Story That Went On - 5. Chapter 4
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Okami-san and Her Seven Companions
Narrator: After about a month or so, Ryoshi’s injuries have healed, despite a slight tenderness to his ribs. He is currently walking home with Ryoko and Ri- Oh wait. No. No, it’s just Ryoko and Ryoshi, this time! Oh, enough of me, let’s see what happens!
Ryoko was walking with Ryoshi to his apartment, just after he’d gotten out of the hospital. He was suffering from 3 broken ribs and a broken leg, due to some Onigashima Thugs. Though he was much, much better now, Ryoko still beat herself up for letting the thugs hurt him. As often as she beat herself up about it, Ryoshi saw through her façade every time and made sure that she knew it was not her fault. The city was bathed in a soft orange glow by the retreating sun, as they walked through the streets, talking and laughing about things Ryoshi missed while he was recovering and just generally getting him up to speed.
“Well… It sure sounds like I’ve missed a lot!” Ryoshi said, chuckling.
And it’s all my fault, Ryoko thought, sadly. Of course Ryoshi noticed the sudden change in her demeanor.
“Hey,” he said sternly, catching her attention.
“You did all that you could. Remember what I said, that first night you visited me in the hospital? Just you being here with me is enough, Ryoko.”
“W-why are you saying embarrassing stuff like that?!” Ryoko retorted, blushing. She marched off ahead of him.
Guess I’ve gotta wait for the right moment, huh? Ryoshi smiled to himself, as she continued to stalk off.
“Oh- Hey! Wait for me!” He yelled, running after her.
As they arrived at Ryoshi’s home, the sun had completely evaporated into the night sky, and the temperature had dropped significantly. Over course, Ryoshi, being the the flustered gentleman he is, would invite Ryoko in.
“D-do you wanna come in?” Ryoshi asked, nervously.
“I mean- If- Like, as long as Yukime’s okay with it!” She blurted out, a small blush creeping up to her cheeks.
“Oh, her and Wakato went on a trip for a few days!” A small smile pulled at Ryoko’s face (but she made sure he couldn’t see, of course), knowing that she would be able to spend some more time with Ryoshi.
“I mean, yeah, whatever. It’s kinda cold, so I’ll come in.” She said with a huff, and stomped up to the front door of Ryoshi’s home.
“Well, get over here and unlock it, already!” Ryoko said, expectantly.
“Yeah, sorry!” Ryoshi replied, fishing in his pockets for the key, and unlocking the door. He let Ryoko go in first, of course, and followed her in. As she walked in front of him, he took in her long brown tresses, swaying from side to side, following her in a wispy trail.
“Hey, a-are you hungry?” Ryoshi asked, making Ryoko turn to look at him.
“Hm, the last time I ate was at lunch, with Ringo, and it’s pretty late, by now, so… Yeah, I guess, I could eat.” She finished, smiling slightly.
“Oh, um, alright! Lemme see if I can find something in the fridge! In the meantime, would you like some tea?”
“Sure! Oh- Thanks.” She replied, looking away from him.
“Alright, I’ll be right back with the tea!” Ryoshi said, running into the kitchen.
“Hmpf. What a spaz. But…” she began, putting her legs up on the small table in the living room.
But what? Oh, who am I kidding? I know what. I’m surely not fooling myself. Or Ringo, Ryoko thought, smiling.
As Ryoshi turned on the stove and filled the teapot with water, he vigorously searched the fridge for something to give Ryoko. And there was absolutely no way he could cook for her, he was simply not experienced enough. But, as he searched and searched and searched, he found only ingredients and nothing that was already made. Finally giving up on his search for already prepared food, he took the tea to Ryoko.
“Here’s the tea, Ryoko,” he said with a smile.
“Oh, th-thanks.” She quickly took a sip of the tea, and set it on the table. After a few seconds she noticed that Ryoshi was still standing there, his head drooping slightly.
“Uhm, what-what are you making?”
“Yeah, about that…” He started, scratching the back of his head.
“Well, we don’t really have any prepared food, and I don’t really know how to cook, so… I’m really sorry! I can order something and have them deliver it here!” He said, his hand on his chin, thinking about places to order food from.
“Oh, uhm… I-I can make something!” Ryoko said, standing up.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, can I see what I’ve got to work with?” She asked, pointing towards the kitchen.
“Y-yeah, go right in!” He replied, following her as she walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge.
“Woah, you’ve got tons of stuff in here! I could make tons of stuff with all this! W-what do you want?” She asked, keeping her face hidden, pretending to still sift through all the ingredients in the fridge.
“Oh, it doesn’t really to me, just make whatever sounds good to you!”
“Okay.” She said, smiling.
So as Ryoko bustled about in the small kitchen, preparing the tonkotsu ramen, Ryoshi could do nothing but stand in the corner and watch, in complete awe, as she gracefully diced chives, grated the garlic and finely cut the scallions.
“Y-yeah?” He replied, snapping out of his trance.
“Can you add the scallions to the mayu, and stir it every once in a while?”
“Yeah, sure! Though, I’m not very good at this kinda stuff, so…”
“That’s alright, I- I can show you how.” She said, the slightest shade of pink apparent on her cheeks.
“Come over here, I’ll stir the mayu, while you crumple all that and put it into the spice grinder, until it’s like… Powdered sugar!” She said, pointing to the mushrooms and dashi stock on the cutting board.
“Oka-y.” Ryoshi said, looking quite concentrated. He continued to crumble up the ingredients and then put them into the spice grinder and turned the grinder on. Ryoko giggled under her breath, still stirring the mayu.
“So, after it feels like powdered sugar, put it into that saucepan and add ¼ cup sake, ⅓ cup white soy sauce and 1 teaspoon of salt.”
“A-alright,” he said, gulping.
“And try not to screw up.”
Narrator: So cold, Okami-san! And you were being so sweet just a moment ago! After they finished making the tonkotsu ramen and the teriyaki beef to go with it, they ate in the living room. “But shouldn’t we eat in the dining room?” Ryoko cried, but since Yukime and Wakato were not home, Ryoshi insisted that they eat in the living room.
“Ohhh…” Ryoshi exhaled, leaning back onto the couch.
“Ryoko, I knew you were good at cooking, but… That was amazing!” He said, eyes closed, looking as if he was totally at peace with the world.
“Yeah, well, it’s not like I made it for you, I was starving.” She started.
“Besides, you… You helped, too.” She finished, just loud enough so that Ryoshi could hear her. Ryoshi was going to say something back, but thought it would just embarrass her further, and he didn’t want to make the atmosphere uncomfortable.
“Oh, should we have invited Ringo over for dinner, too?” Ryoshi asked, mentally berating himself for forgetting about Ringo.
“Oh… About that…” Ryoko started. Ryoshi gave her a questioning look, but the reply he was awaiting came in no time soon.
“Ringo, I’m having dinner at Ryoshi’s house, do you want to come?”
“Oh, is Wakato making the food? The last time we ate there, it was so yummy!”
“N-no, him and Yukime went on a trip, for a few days. I think… R-Ryoshi is gonna cook something… Crap, does he even know how to cook? Ugh-“
“So it’s just the two of you?” Ryoko could not see it , but Ringo donned her trademark devilish smirk.
“Yeah, but… Hey, don’t get the wrong idea!”
“Oh, I have the completely right idea!” Ringo retorted, giggling.
“Argh… Ugh, whatever! Are you coming or not?”
“Oh, no… I am sick after all!” Ringo answered, faking a cough.
“Ringo, if you don-” Ryoko was cut off by more of Ringo’s fake coughs.
“Anyway, I’m feeling really sick, so I had better get some rest. Bye, Ryoko!”
“Hey, wai-” Ringo hung up the phone too quick for Ryoko to respond.
“She, uhh… She was sick…”
“Oh, should you be heading home, to take care of her?”
“Yeah, I proba-“
What am I saying? I want stay here, with… With him, right? Of course I do.
“N-no, she’ll be fine. I… I was gonna stay h-here for a while, if it’s okay, with you…”
“Of course it’s okay with me, Ryoko. You can stay as long as you want!”
“Sure thing. I need to go wash these dishes, but you can find something on T.V. if you want. I’ll be right back!” He exclaimed, running into the kitchen, to wash the dishes as quickly as possible and get back to Ryoko. Meanwhile, in the living room, Ryoko was thinking of a plan.
Am I gonna tell him tonight? Hm. It’d be perfect to tell him tonight, we’re both alone and… No, I can’t tell him so soon, can I? It’d seem selfish, after not that long ago I was still hitting him and calling him an idiot, no matter what he did… Well, it wouldn’t seem selfish to him… But, still, I shouldn’t. I’ll wait just a little while longer. I just hope he can wait. Wait for me.
“Yeah! Yeah! Sorry!” She exclaimed, snapping out of her planning session.
“Did you find something on T.V.?”
“Oh… No, n-nothing good was on,” she lied.
“Oh… What should we do then? Or, of course, if you want to go home, you can!” He said, looking out for her best interests, as always.
“No, no, it’s fine!” Ryoshi sat down on the couch next to her, sipping at some tea. There was a silence, which basked the room in complete and utter awkwardness. Ryoshi knew that Ryoko would probably not pierce the silence, so he figured that he would make some small talk, or maybe, big talk.
“I… Even though you and Ringo came to visit me a lot, I still really missed you Ryoko. I missed not being able to be by y-your side, and protect you. So… Sorry, f-for not keeping my promise…”
He’s still apologizing? Seriously? How can he be so… selfless?
“I- I missed you, too. A-and it’s fine that you weren’t able to be with me, nothing happened to me. And you couldn’t help it, either! So, there’s nothing to be sorry for…” She finished, that same look shadowing her face. The same look she always got when she thought about Ryoshi’s injuries.
“It wasn’t your fault, that I got hurt, Ryoko, seriously. I shouldn’t have taken on all those guys at once, anyway. Plus, if you would’ve came to help me, Ringo may have gotten hurt! I’d rather I got hurt than Ringo. So, please s-stop beating yourself up about it. I hate to see you with that look on your face. I’m okay now, so none of that matters anymore. I’m here to protect you, no matter what.”
“Okay… Th-thanks, Ryoshi… For always being here for me.” She didn’t realize it, and neither did he, but she had inched (more like foot-ed) her way towards Ryoshi. She was now sitting extremely close to him, their legs were touching. They simply looked into each other’s eyes, for how long, neither of them knew. Time might as well have just stopped. At that exact moment, nothing else mattered, beside them, and their proximity to each other. Eventually, she broke free of the spell they were trapped in and leaned her head on Ryoshi’s shoulder, which surprised him, a lot.
“I- Uh, Ryoko?” Yes, this was so unlike her, that Ryoshi thought that there might be something wrong, but all she could muster was a sound that only she could make, while she had her head on his shoulder, at this exact moment. An adorable sound that absolutely melted Ryoshi’s already puddy-like heart, and made her blush like crazy. They stayed like that for quite some time. At one point, Ryoshi put his arm over her shoulders and held her, gently, in a way that only Ryoshi could.
“R-Ryoko? Shouldn’t you be heading home? R-Ringo might need you.” He waited for a response for a few minutes, but received no reply.
“Ryoko?” He looked down at her face, but she was asleep, with her mouth just slightly ajar. At this point you could’ve put Ryoshi’s heart into a cup and drank it. Her sleeping face was just simply too adorable. He decided that she could just sleep here tonight, it’s not like he would do anything perverted. He, Ringo and Ryoko would know that he would never do something that, so he was sure that they would understand that she just fell asleep and he didn’t want to wake her. He carefully laid her down on the couch, and grabbed a blanket from a cabinet, and laid it on top of her, just below her collar bones. He got an extra pillow from his room and gently propped her head up on top of it so that she would not have back pain when she woke up.
“Goodnight, Ryoko.” He whispered, turning the lights off. He went to his room, to get some sleep, himself. As he lay in his bed, looking up at the ceiling, he could not stop think about what just happened.
What just happened?! It was like a dream! She fell asleep on my shoulder and-and I got to lay her down and stuff! Ryoshi shut his, eyes, smiling happily. Meanwhile in the living room, Ryoko slept better than she’d slept in years, with Ryoshi’s lingering heat on her left shoulder, and her cheek.
Narrator: Well, that sure was eventful! Ryoko definitely took more than a baby step, with that one! And not to mention Ryoshi! I bet that was just a dream come true for him! Just hang on, Ryoshi, there’s more where that came from! Not a lot more, but sort of more, I mean it’s like there’s a reservoir of love inside Ryoko and you just have to… Unlock it! I’m cheering for you, Ryoshi! All’s well that ends well!