I'm posting, like, every day. I should cut it out. Also, I think I've been influenced by all the cute-ness of the fics I've been reading. I seriously need to get back into a deathfic mode >.<
Note: Written mostly at my grandparents' house. Unedited, but I don't ever do an amzingly spectacular editing job anyway. Oh well.
Kaidoh returned from work to find the apartment in a state of semi-chaos.
As he walked in the door he heard an odd sound from the small kitchen, to his right. He set down his briefcase by the door and went to investigate. There was a pot of boiling water on the stove, only about a quarter of the way full; apparently most of it had already boiled away. That burner and another had both been left on, unattended. There were random utensils strewn haphazardly across the counter, mingled with papers that were covered with complicated equations and notes.
Kaidoh sighed and turned off the stove. Then he picked up the various utensils, putting them away in the neatly arranged drawers and cupboards. He gathered the papers into one stack and carried them with him as he exited the kitchen.
Kaidoh looked around the living room. It was empty, and it wasn’t too much of a mess. There were a few more papers on the couch, and Kaidoh collected those as well before calling tentatively, “Inui?” It was always possible that the other had gone into the lab, regardless of the fact that it was his day off.
But no, because Kaidoh received an answer from Inui’s study: “Kaidoh? Would you come in here a moment, please?”
Kaidoh did so, pushing the half-shut door all the way open. Inui turned in his desk chair, looking away from a computer screen full of figures and Greek letters, and smiled. “Welcome home.”
Kaidoh stepped forward and leaned down to give his partner a quick kiss before handing him the sheaf of papers. “I found these out there,” he said, nodding toward the door. Inui accepted them and set them on his desk. “Thank you,” he said with a sheepish grin. “I had forgotten about those.”
“Have you eaten?” Kaidoh asked, fairly certain what the answer would be.
“Eaten?” Inui thought for a moment, which was never a good sign. “No, I must have forgotten about that, too. I was going to make rice, but then…” he shrugged and indicated the computer.
“I’ll go make something,” Kaidoh told him; then, with just a hint of severity: “You really should remember to eat when I’m not home, Sadaharu.”
“Don’t worry, Kaoru,” Inui assured him with a perfectly innocent expression. “I was simply finishing something. I would have eaten in a few more minutes.”
Kaidoh somehow doubted that. With Inui, one experiment or project always led to another. Inui had, on occasion, worked through an entire night with no food, drink, or rest, and had not even been aware of how much time had passed until informed. But Kaidoh decided to let that last comment slide. “All right,” he said, suppressing another sigh.
“Ah, oh yes, have you seen my book on chaos theory?” Inui inquired. “I can’t seem to find it. I don’t know if you know where it is…?” He raised an eyebrow, looking hopeful.
Kaidoh wasn’t sure where the book was, but he had a pretty good idea of where to begin searching. He walked to Inui’s bookshelf, which he’d carefully alphabetized for convenience’s sake. He ran a finger over the spines of the books on the second shelf from the top, and there, sure enough, was the title “Chaos Theory and Quantum Physics,” right in the middle of the other “C” titles. He pulled it out and handed it to Inui.
“Ah…thank you,” Inui said, sounding truly grateful while trying to hide his embarrassment at the fact that he had not even thought to look in the place where the book belonged. He took the thick book and put it on his desk, on top of the papers.
“You’re welcome,” Kaidoh told him. “Dinner will probably be ready in half an hour, so don’t start anything longer than that.” He headed for the door.
There was a faint noise behind him, and the next thing he knew there was a pair of strong, warm arms around him. Inui murmured into his ear, “You know, I don’t believe that I could live without you, literally speaking.”
Kaidoh twisted around to give his smiling partner another kiss. Yes, Inui Sadaharu was rather absent-minded…but it was one of the things Kaidoh loved about him.