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Ah, would a more firm stance in this scene convey the emotion better?
Or maybe something gentler would give it a subtle edge... No, louder is better here. If I were to add subtlety, it'll have to be before... Oh, I'll have to ask Emu about the action scene, this idea wouldn't work without her...
"...nma-kun?"
...There's also Nene's solo, I've had some ideas about blocking for that scene, so...
A hand on his shoulder jerks him back to reality. "Tenma-kun?"
He blinks, and looks up at his classmate. "Y-Yes, hello, sorry for spacing out there. Did you need something?"
His classmates nods towards the classroom door. "No, but he does." he says.
Tsukasa looks over towards the door, only to see none other than Rui, leaning casually against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets. When their eyes meet he takes one out to wave at him. "Oh, is it lunchtime already?" Tsukasa mumbles to himself. He thanks his classmate and gestures Rui over.
"Tsukasa-kun!" he sings, planting both hands on Tsukasa's desk. "Let's go have lunch."
"Yes, yes, I'll be right there." he says, holding up one hand while he rummages in his bag for his notepad. "I had some ideas during class for our show, can I just write them down first?"
"Fufu." Rui chuckles. "Of course. I'll wait as long as you need." He pulls up a chair and sits in it backwards across from him — Tsukasa swears he's never seen him sit in a chair properly, ever — leaning his arms across the back of it.
Tsukasa opens his notepad and flips to the back, hurriedly writing down bulletpoints of what had drifted into his head. "I won't be long, I promise." He hears Rui hum an acknowledgement.
The whole time he's scribbling away, Rui doesn't say a word. Which is strange, since he loves to talk his ear off about shows, but he's not ungrateful for the opportunity to concentrate. It's only after he's closed his notepad and is putting it away that he looks up, and freezes.
At some point, Rui had switched his position to be leaning forwards on his elbow, with his chin in his hand. He's wearing a soft smile, his eyes crinkling gently at the corners— but most notably, he's looking directly at Tsukasa.
He feels the back of his neck prickle with heat. "...Rui?" he asks. "Have you been... staring at me?"
"Indeed I have." Rui tilts his head, and his long strands of hair fall across his face a little. "Has anyone ever told you how gorgeous you are, or is it just me?"
That heat quickly rushes to his face. He's completely taken aback by the sudden compliment, utterly unprepared for it. He can feel the classroom has gotten quieter, no doubt with people watching them.
"Y-You.... th..." Tsukasa huffs and pulls out his lunch from his bag, stands up from the table abruptly. "You need to stop saying that kind of stuff at school!!" he protests. "I have a reputation to uphold!"
Rui stands, unbothered by Tsukasa's embarrassment. In fact, he looks quite amused. "Oh? I thought you loved to be showered with praise."
Tsukasa glares at him. "I do, but—!" Then he crumbles a little, his gaze falling to the floor. "Y-You know it's always different when you say it..." he mumbles.
"Hmm~?" says Rui.
Tsukasa glances up at his shit eating grin.
This guy.
"C-Come on!" he shouts, already leaving the classroom without waiting. Not like Rui and his long legs need any effort to catch up with him. They're walking side by side down the hallway in no time, Tsukasa still feeling the steam coming out his ears.
"Haaahh...." he sighs. "Seriously, Rui, warn me before you do stuff like that." My poor heart can't handle it.
"Okay, okay, I promise." Rui catches Tsukasa's hand in his own, swinging it back and forth a little. "Oh, but first..."
Tsukasa watches Rui as he lifts their hands and presses a kiss to the back of Tsukasa's.
He combusts. "R-RUI—!!!"
Rui laughs and pulls him into his side, resting his head on top of Tsukasa's. "Ahaha, alright, now I promise."
Tsukasa very pointedly does not let Rui give him his vegetables during that lunch break.