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It was beyond him why his angel was crying.
He giggled.
"Hey now...don't cry. I'm right here." he coughed again, then moved an arm around to weakly hold the pianist.
"Really now...you'd be surprised how often I get into spots like that. Just last month I was rushed to the hospital, dead on arrival. Some punk slipped me some ecstasy in my drink, and it turned out to be laced. Starting to think I might be immortal here."
Ryu ran his hand over Naoko's damp hair over and over, hoping to comfort the distraught man.
Really, it was damn embarrassing. Could he possibly cause any more drama in front of his lover?
Scratch that, he didn't want to call anything more down on his head tonight. He'd be damn lucky if Naoko ever spoke to him again after this one, he thought.

Ryu found it very upsetting that Naoko was crying so hard. It didn't really dawn on him that, had the situation been reversed, he would have been in a far worse state of disarray.

"Please, babe. It's ok. It's not your fault that you didn't notice what happened. It's my fault for being a stupid show-off..." he was pushing the paramedics away now.
"Guys...I'm fine! Just another accident." he shooed at them with one hand.

One of the paramedics recognized him.
"Guys, it's good. This is Ryuukaze the invincible. I've seen this guy die so many times I can't even count them. If he says he's good, he's good." the paramedic laughed, packing up his things.

So embarrassing...

"Angel...I'm so sorry. I'll try to be more careful, I promise." he looked away for a second, feeling so damn awkward now.
"I'm just bad luck. I always get myself into these sort of things. I'll do my best not to though. Really. I swear it."
Ryu held his arms out, wanting to embrace the other man.
"Oh!" he suddenly exclaimed. "My Ma told me to tell you thanks before I came back over. I think she likes you...she insisted I come back to you."
The way he said it, one might think Ryu was used to having otherworldly tea time with his dead parents. Of course, Ryu hadn't told Naoko anything yet about his parents being dead. It wasn't information he often volunteered.

Holding his angel close, he went on to tell the story.
"Yep. My Ma. Her and Dad've been dead since I was younger. They always fuss at me to come back, but I've never seen my mother so adamant. It's like she was going to be mad at me if...if I left you. Said something about you being my chance. Hell if I know what she was talking about..."
The singer was looking off for a moment, thinking how insane he must sound. Directing his blood gaze back to Naoko, he continued, "I totally hallucinated you though. You were an angel, beckoning me back. You're hot with wings, by the way, though in all fairness you're hot no matter what."

"Maybe it's a little bit of both." he joked. "But let's do try for me not dying again. It does take a lot out of a man."
He had to stretch his body a bit, joints creaking slightly. Dying really did take a lot out of him, and he knew he was quite mortal. Ryu hated getting injured and dying. He wasn't a masochist, after all. Well...he liked a tad bit of sadomasochism in bed, but nothing extreme.
It just seemed to seek him out. A lot.

"Babe, after meeting you...I doubt my own show would be able to keep me from going to your concert. I'd love to see you in some angel wings, though I might be tempted to leap onto the stage and ravage you right then and there." he squeezed his angel's sides with his fingers, hoping the poor guy wouldn't be scarred for life over this crazy day.

"Yeah...it would be hard to play your keyboards, but it would be hot as hell. I doubt the fans would care about the music at that point..."
Even after the experience he had just been through, he was still a sly demon, always making with the innuendo and come-ons.
For a moment, Ryu just looked at Naoko. He could feel that Naoko had been shaken worse than he thought.
"Naoko...look at me. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going to die. I wouldn't leave you, certainly not like that. I promise. Trust me." he spoke so gently and so honestly, his hand brushing a fall of bangs away from Naoko's face. The only thing in his eyes was regret for the misfortune of the evening, which was masked over by absolute love and adoration. If Ryu hadn't been sold on it before, he certainly was now. This was the man that had just saved his life, and cried for him to top it all off.
Ryu was completely and irrevocably in love.
"Let's go, then." he leaned forward and placed a kiss on the blond's forehead.

Ah...he was such an idiot.
Naoko obviously didn't want to hear his promises, and he was sure he even less so wanted to hear any silly confessions.
A confession of love after one evening would surely sell Naoko on the idea of him being crazy as hell.
Even Ryu thought he might just be a tad off his rocker now, though.
Ryu dressed himself quickly, shrugging his coat on before Naoko could finish dressing himself. He put his hands in his pockets casually, and for some reason he felt something in there that hadn't been there before...he didn't think. Pulling out the items in question, he found them to be a band-aid...and a condom.
"Naoko...I think that friend of yours had quite the sense of humor..." he held the objects up for Naoko to see. Also there for Naoko's viewing pleasure was a smile to end all smiles.

"Probably just his way of saying 'be careful'." he shrugged. "I'm sure he couldn't fit a defibrilator in my coat pocket."
It was nice having the blond's arm around him. He thought it a good idea to get moving though. If he could manage to not say or do anything else stupid, then maybe when they got to his place, he might have a slight chance of a little more...well...anything, with Naoko.

(OOC: Nighty night. See ya tomorrow.))