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Fic Title:
Computer Repair
I was at Ken's today, helping him and his brother with their computer. Osamu's virus scan didn't pick up a virus he got, attached to an MP3. It was one of those random .dll file eaters. I've taken care of them before, they aren't too hard after you get used to them. I noticed Ken's digivice in Osamu's desk while I was trying to find a notepad to write down the address of a website he could download new antivirus software from. I just dismissed it, Osamu didn't seem to thrilled that I saw it, though. He just growled lightly when I picked it up and put in on the desk. I guess he's jealous that Ken can go to the digital world and he can't or something. Anyway, I fixed their computer without much trouble. It only deleted 3 .dll files, and I could restore them with copies from my laptop. Osamu and Ken thanked me, and I was on my way home. Not much of an eventful day.
Another computer problem at the Ichijouji place. For a genius, Osamu doesn't seem to know much about computers. This time it was processor troubles. Osamu's internet connection isn't as fast as he'd like so, he went online and looked for a site with info about overclocking processors. Well, Osamu's processor wasn't the kind that could be overclocked... So, his processor bit the dust two minutes after he connected to the internet. Lucky for him, I've got a spare, which ran faster than his old one and could be overclocked. It's days like this, it pays to be a computer nerd. Ken was a little upset, he wanted to use the computer to chat with a friend in Odaiba before Osamu killed the processor. I told him that I'd try to fix it quickly enough for Ken to talk with his friend. He thanked me and got me a soda when I was done. Osamu, this time, led me to the door and thanked me as I left. Other than that, my package came in today. The computer parts I ordered came, just in time, too, I have a feeling I'm going to need half of them on Osamu's computer alone at this rate...
Fun day, today, Journal! Osamu's computer needed help again. What happened this time? His monitor, that's what! His monitor had a bad encounter with his chair and the floor while he was trying to move it. The chair it fell on is now a pile of splinters while Osamu's monitor was shattered into even more pieces of glass, plastic and other parts... When I got there, most of the mess was cleaned up, the pair of the chair in Osamu's waste basket, while Ken volunteered to take the rest of the monitor to a dumpster at the bottom of the building. He needed me to go shopping for a new monitor with him (for expert advice), and to thank me for the past few days he offered to pay for a couple computer parts if I wanted anything. Now, THIS is my kind of work! We walked to a computer store a few blocks from his apartment building, it was about half an hour. Ken stayed home, though, Osamu was a little insistent about that... But, either way, while we were there, Osamu got his new monitor, under my advice he went with a monitor that doubled as a TV. It was bigger than his last one and worked even better (it's the same one I use, I've got my VCR connected to it). As for me, I picked up a new video and sound card for my laptop, I tried to pay for them, but, Osamu insisted on it.
There needs to be a law that states, "Osamu Ichijouji can't go anywhere near a computer without Ryou Akiyama within 20 feet." His computer was broken again! AGAIN! This problem was just... WRONG! And it almost cost me a finger! All right, that's exaggerating, but, I did get cut trying to take his computer apart. Part of my index finger got caught on some pliers I was using to take off a screw that was stripped. It was only a small cut, it barely even bled. Osamu freaked out, though... He thoroughly washed my finger with antibacterial soap (Yes, HE washed it after rushing me to the bathroom, turning on the water and putting at least 2 ounces liquid soap on his hand), applied an antibacterial ointment and then bandaged it......It was a very odd experience, at the very least. It was almost like he felt guilty or something. But, that was just the beginning of it all. When I finally got the case off his computer, I found out just why he was having modem problems. Are you ready for this? There WAS no modem! I couldn't believe it! It vanished sometime between the time I was last there and the time Osamu called me. Osamu couldn't figure it out, either. Ken said he could check his e-mail last night and I know Ken isn't the type to break into a computer and steal a modem... And Osamu didn't... I told Osamu I'd bring him a spare modem tomorrow. He showed me to the door and thanked me again... This time I could tell he was hiding something. ...There's something weird going on here. Either way, I've got to bring a spare modem to Osamu's apartment tomorrow, maybe I can figure things out then.
....I am not even going to begin about this day, journal... Okay, I went to Osamu's apartment as planned, tried to install his new modem. Just as I'm about to take the new out of the bag, Ken walks into the room, holding something in his hands. Osamu instantly panics... "I found this in the trash can, Osamu-niichan!" He said, holding up Osamu's old modem. His modem ended up in the trash can. And what's weirder? Osamu is having a heart attack over it, like he took out his modem, threw it in the trash and called me to tell him why he's having modem problems. Why would Osamu do that of all thing? It's insane! Anyway, I put in the new modem since the old one had some day old banana pudding on it, I told Osamu to see me at my apartment tomorrow. He nodded, he showed me to the door again and thanked me. This is the weirdest month of my life as far as computers go, anyway.
Osamu... He... ...He....He's got a problem... He confessed to personally causing ALL of the computer problems he's had, from the virus to the case of the missing modem. Why? Because he... I can't even WRITE it.... ....Okay... ...He...LIKES...me... I don't mean the normal 'Hey, best buddy!' like, I mean, 'Hey, Ryou-chan' LIKE! THAT like... Not that there's anything wrong with it! But, why ME!? I mean, his IQ his higher than mine ever will be, I know almost nothing about him besides what Ken's told me (and what I read in the papers), and... I'm just... NOT his type! He set it all up so that I'd come to see him! So he could "admire me from a distance" as he put it. I...I can't believe Osamu is... "That way"... I just didn't see this coming, at least not until the tabloid headline of "Osamu Ichijouji...Gay?" showed up in supermarkets, we all know how much the media likes putting things like that out there. ...I don't like him that way... I like him as a friend, really!! That's it... ...Right? I mean, sure, I once encountered a gay porn site... ...And looked out of pure curiosity! I didn't stay there more than half a minute! ...All right, so I got turned on and freaked out. There, I admitted it. Thank God journals can't talk (outside of using the speech feature on this program, but, that doesn't count). Okay, okay, there's a chance I would actually *like* Osamu, but....No, no, NO! I'm NOT that way!! No!! I like GIRLS! GIRLS! ...Okay, I'll... Talk to Osamu more about this tomorrow. Today, I just... ...Sort of, freaked out and told him... All right, I told him I didn't want to see him, I've felt terrible ever since. I'll show up at his apartment tomorrow and apologize... ...He won't be too upset, this is Osamu we're talking about.
I went to his apartment... Ken answered the door and told me Osamu didn't want to talk to anyone. He sealed himself in their room. I ignored Ken and walked to the door of their room. I pounded on the door a couple times and called his name. ...He was crying. I can't believe I did that yesterday... I actually reduced my best friend to tears. I opened the door, he was sitting at his computer, his head on the desk, sobbing. I told Ken to wait in the hall. I felt like scum, the lowest lifeform on this planet. He liked me, I told him to get out of my house... I put my hand on his shoulder and mumbled the word, "Sorry." He stopped and looked up at me,. That's when I realized... ....HE WAS FAKING THE WHOLE DAMN THING! He grinned at me. He's smart all right... A smart......I'm not going to finish that. I asked him what that was about. His plan was simple, he would be "crying", Ken would call me for help because his brother was upset and I was his best friend, If I said 'no', Ken would beg and start crying for me to help his brother, he knew how I hated to make Ken unhappy so I'd be right over at the first sob and we'd talk some more. ...And, if I wasn't already horribly guilty, that would have happened. I told him I didn't mean what I said, he just took me by surprise. I quotes a lot of what I said in this journal last night, he laughed at my joke about supermarket tabloids... ....After that, he did something I DIDN'T expect. He KISSED me.. On the cheek... I turned to him, glaring... .........Only because I actually ENJOYED it... I LIKED being kissed by him. I don't remember what happened next, a few things were said (not shouted), and... ...We ended up making out on his bed until Ken knocked on the door and asked if we were all right. Okay, now if the headline "Osamu Ichijouji....Gay?" ever pops up, it'll be the first correct tabloid headline in the history of the world. We're a couple. Officially. This was a great day, journal. I'll give you an update with how our date goes tomorrow.
Notes: I like and don't like the way this turned out. I could picture Osamu putting his computer through Hell just to get Ryou to repair it, though. And knowing Osamu, he'd use a plan like the one he used in the fic (the fake crying one). Also, I'm not sure if Osamu was followed around by reporters like Ken was in 02. I'm guessing he was. I hope you
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