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lalois Title: TORNtainment
Author: lalois
Fandom: Kanjani8
Pairings: RyOhkura, mention of Ohkura x Yoshitaka Yuriko
Rating: PG-13
Length: chaptered
Words: 1326
Genre: romance, angst, slice-of-life
Disclaimer: sadly I don’t own anything about Kanjani8, just my worship for my OTP.
Prompt: based on real facts happened on 2016 mainly, old and new pieces of Eito summed up together to get a glimpse of the actual relationship/distance (or lack of) between Ryo and Ohkura. Mainly set during the Takoyaki EighterTainment tour.
Summary: Steal your Love is reborn, but now what's left of TORN?
Written on: 17th February 2017
Previous chapters: 1 - Sayonara wa itsumo, 2 - Kanashii koi, 3 - no-no-no, 4 - Sorry sorry love, 5 - Back off, 6 - Monologue, 7 - Steal your Love
Also available on Ao3
Ryo opened his eyes again only when the echo of his music had started lingering in the room, his fingers still on his guitar, his eyes on the guy sitting in front of him.
Ohkura’s face was streaked with tears, looking at him as if in trance.
Author: lalois
Fandom: Kanjani8
Pairings: RyOhkura, mention of Ohkura x Yoshitaka Yuriko
Rating: PG-13
Length: chaptered
Words: 1326
Genre: romance, angst, slice-of-life
Disclaimer: sadly I don’t own anything about Kanjani8, just my worship for my OTP.
Prompt: based on real facts happened on 2016 mainly, old and new pieces of Eito summed up together to get a glimpse of the actual relationship/distance (or lack of) between Ryo and Ohkura. Mainly set during the Takoyaki EighterTainment tour.
Summary: Steal your Love is reborn, but now what's left of TORN?
Written on: 17th February 2017
Previous chapters: 1 - Sayonara wa itsumo, 2 - Kanashii koi, 3 - no-no-no, 4 - Sorry sorry love, 5 - Back off, 6 - Monologue, 7 - Steal your Love
Also available on Ao3
Ryo opened his eyes again only when the echo of his music had started lingering in the room, his fingers still on his guitar, his eyes on the guy sitting in front of him.
Ohkura’s face was streaked with tears, looking at him as if in trance.
