The thing about keirei to Me is that they do love and care about eachother, but in a way that has a fundamental disconnect. I Will Elaborate.
Keito -> Rei
He can't see Rei as his equal. He struggles with humanizing Rei in his mind because of how high up on a pedestal he's put him. Rei was like his personal deity, and in a combination of reliance and hubris, he tried to use Rei like. Nobita did to Doraemon. (if that makes sense lol) Someone who had all of the answers and who could give him the gadgets he needed to solve any problem. To him, an existence like Rei is unreachable, but it is also worthy of centering a narrative off of. Rei is a great character. But he's not often aware of how dehumanizing that feels to Rei.
Rei -> Keito
That is his Dear childhood friend. Crossroad is about him realizing his friend didn't see him as an equal human. He even states that at one point, he'd held Keito to the same degree of closeness as Ritsu. And we know that he Yearns for a true friendship with Keito, but he's scared of reconnecting and reaching out, because theres a chance that Keito still doesn't see him as a human. It's why he's so unnecessarily roundabout with Keito, why he speaks harshly at times and kicks him away. He doesn't feel like he can help Keito in the same way normal friends do. He wants Keito to be a character in his own story, and also doesn't want to be written into another one. It's selfish of him to crave that, he knows.
This is why he seemed to defy the script in Succession Match too. It came from a place of care and longing. In Altered, Rei states that he played along with the Story that Keito and Eichi created out of a fondness for its writers (paraphrasing a bit), but that was a story that had large implications.
On the stage of the restoration live, where it's just the two of them in their own little world in a way, they can battle and bicker like kids with capes and large sticks, and Rei can relive the days where Keito would debate him relentlessly, face to face.
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Under the Bridge
Keito & Rei, relationship studies. Pre-Crossroad. 1k words.
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“Let’s go on a date.”
Those were indeed a series of words that had came out of Rei’s mouth.
“What?” Keito said, and then, “Why?”
“Because we never just hang out anymore, and I miss my best friend.”
Keito, for his part, had the decency to look a bit guilty. “I’m sorry, Sakuma-san. But there was an… incident at the archery club. And I need to do some clean up.”
“I’ve heard about that from Mikejima-kun, I thought you two already took care of it. I have to say—” The smile dropped from Rei’s face then, replaced by an expression of concern. “—I didn’t expect you to be so… direct… in your method.”
“Of course you heard of it… Do you disapprove? I’m sure Sakuma-san could have came up with a cleaner method. But we handled it on our own, and now I have to tidy up the loose ends.”
“No need to be so defensive, Bouzu, I’m not criticizing you.” He could tell he got Keito’s hackles rising, and held up a calming hand. These days, his childhood friend had been stressed and easily irritable. Rei had an inkling as to why, but it wasn’t a problem for him to solve. “I’m just glad you weren’t hurt.”
“Oh… Well… Thank you for your concern, then.” Keito said, “Now, if you’ll excuse me. I need to finish these paperwork, and then I need to find a few people and speak with them.”
“Alright, I’ll give you a challenge, just like the old times,” Rei grinned, all bright and pearly teeth, “Show me a good time, and I’ll help you tidy up all the loose ends.” He winked.
“Don’t act like this wasn’t your job in the first place, Rei-san. You’re the student council president.”
“A job that I accepted only because you begged me, Bouzo. Wasn’t it in our agreement that I’m just gonna be a figurehead?”
“If you don’t plan to help, then get out. Someone has to take care of this.”
“Come now, have you forgotten that you’re still a child? You’re no fun when you’re all work and no play. At this point you’ll turn grey at 20. You need a break! Take me somewhere fun, and if I have a good time, I’ll help you with all the shady stuff tomorrow. As your senior, I have more connections than you do in this school, you know?”
Keito considered this, and seemed to have taken the bait. “I don’t think I know anywhere fun that you wouldn’t know already.” He frowned.
“Try me.” Rei grinned.
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“A manga store? Really?”
“They have a small but well curated section on doujinshi, you can find some rare gems here.”
“Of course they do.” Rei laughed. “But Hasumi-kun, this is just what you like.”
“You still enjoy manga, don’t you? This is an acceptable hang out spot for two teenage boys which takes consideration of our shared interest.”
“Sure, but I’d like for you to try a little harder if you’re trying to impress me.”
Keito sighed. “Why do I have to do that in the first place? Nothing impresses you anymore, Sukuma-san.”
In fact, Keito couldn’t seem to remember Rei being impressed at all, by anyone. Especially not him. It had always been the other way around.
(It was childish arrogance that prevented him from noticing back then—)
“Yes, life is so dreadfully boring, isn’t it? That’s why I’d like to see you try.”
Keito furrowed his brows and appeared to be considering this proposition very seriously, as if presented with a riddle to be solved. It was one of the more endearing qualities of his childhood friend, thought Rei.
“I think I know just the place,” he concluded, with a definitive little nod.
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“This is the underside of a bridge,” Rei observed, dryly.
A very wide bridge. The type where the underside is a dark tunnel. There were garbage and cigarette butts strewn on the ground and graffitis on the walls. If you looked into the corners, you could see dried bits of vomit, and stains that could be either blood or rust. This was the type of place people get murdered in.
“Have you finally lost your patience and decided to get rid of me? You should not underestimate the strength of a vampire, you know?”
“Don’t be ridiculous!” Keito snapped. And then he cleared his throat, and begun to sing.
It wasn’t an idol song. It was Enka, with lilting syllables characteristic to traditional Japanese songs. The notes reverberated against the walls of the tunnel, making it sound more like a religious hymn than contemporary music. After a few verses, he stopped.
“I come here to practice sometimes.”
“It’s not quite the right ambience for idol songs, is it?”
“We still need to work on our basic vocals.”
Rei laughed, closed his eyes, and begun to sing. The melody of a rock anthem, sung like a holy hymn. His voice rang loud and clear, without reservation or reverence. He did not let the reverberations guide him, but commanded the space to his will. It was a calling, an invitation, a decree, and Keito could only join in and carry the song to its completion. The trash and debris no longer seemed to matter. It was a domain transformed and tamed by Sakuma Rei’s voice.
“Not bad,” Rei appraised, huffing as the last of the reverberation faded from the tunnel. His red eyes shone with mirth. “This is a great find, Hasumi-kun. I’m very pleased. Thank you for sharing this spot with me.”
“You’re amazing, you know that?” Keito said, a breathless laugh escaping his throat, part wonder, part despair.
“Sakuma-san, the school is crumbling, decaying in its past glories. The students are unmotivated and the staff has all but given up on us. Those who wants to work hard can slave away their lives and be treated like nothing but a joke. Something needs to change. Help me bring forth a revolution, Sakuma-san.
“With your power, we can take Yumenosaki— no, the idol world to a higher stage. If it’s you, I know you’ll be able to do it.” His eyes were shining with so much hope and vigor.
So much expectation.
They stared at each other in silence for what seemed like an eternity.
“Perhaps you're right,” Rei finally said, smiling and turning away.
He didn’t say yes.
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Keito never returned to the underside of that bridge after that.
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Written to the song Blindness by Metric. Tho it's for mood more than the lyrics.
@honeybeekao Remember how you requested for 2nd year KeiRei? I was like "oh maybe Rei dragged Keito away from work and forced him to hang out and take a break" and then it turned into this... I think I lost my ability to write fluff.
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