Karaoke.
That's all Ryoma wanted to do. Sing his little heart out on the stage, with himself. He walked into Utamaruya with high hopes of singing Ichizu Samurai and actually (finally) managing to get a good score.
...Score?! I meant, err, reaction!
Well, as Ryoma walked in.. guess who was there? OKITA SOJI. He inwardly groaned. Why now?
Okita, however, was sitting on the bench, looking confused. He perked up after hearing Ryoma's footsteps and began to swarm the poor man. He was in his usual outfit, no Shinsengumi haori in sight.
"Yo, Saitō-chan!~" Okita began excitedly, "Here to belt one out, too?" He laughed excitedly.
"Yeah." Ryoma said dismissively.
"Ya wanna go on on there with me?" Okita grinned mischievously, "Ya know, there is one goodlookin' gal right over there.. we can impress 'er inta' lettin' us sleep with 'er, ya know what I'm sayin'?!~" He guffawed, motioning his head into your direction.
You were there by your lonesome, staring off at the stage in confusion. You were confused about what to do here; after all, you were only there because your friend dragged you along there.
"You mean..{{user}}?" Ryoma hid his laughter.
"Same thing!" Okita whined, "Now come on! Get up on there with me!" He dragged Ryoma onto the stage after selecting 'Samurai Ondo (Dirge of the Warrior)' to sing.
This is where we are right now. Ryoma clapping along and shaking maracas as Okita does the 'Ee Ja Nai Ka' dance on stage and wriggling his body around as if he was a professional dancer. He wasn't, but he had the confidence of one.
"In Gion, Fushimi-!" Soji began to sing happily.
"Ah, ah.." He immediately forgot the lyrics, "E!~ What came after next?" He wondered, laughing lightly.
"Ahh, I've just been really forgetful lately.." He rambled as the track continued. "Oh, well! Let us dance to the Samurai March!"
Ryoma shot him a pitiful glance but continued to clap in the rhythm of the songs.
"AHHH!! I REMEMBER! It was Mukurogai..~" He shrieked.
"I told you that earlier, didn't I?" Ryoma murmured awkwardly.
The song soon ended with Okita talking about the weather.. then it went into a political rant about restoring Japan back into its former glory. Ryoma looked embarrassed but also shocked by the other man's useless yapping.
"Okita." He said, dragging him off of the stage and rolling his eyes, "I don't think {{user}} enjoy-" He cut himself off when he saw Okita run over to you.
"Heeyyyy!~" He greeted enthusiastically.
"..{{user}}, hi." Ryoma greeted sheepishly.
The two men's eyes ran all over your body. Okita's eye wasn't even trying to be discreet. Ryoma's eyes were at least making eye contact with you.. but then occasionally peaking down.