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writetomyheart2014-03-03 11:20 pm
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[Team 3] Something isn't quite right...
A rushed, unbetaed fic. But i finished.
Not quite the AU that i was writing in which FKY are a band and Busaiku and ABCZ own bars.But work crashed and that was lost. So you have this instead
“Yours, since when?” Fujigaya hissed as soon as Kitayama had chased another new junior bearing white day candy from their space. This time the excuse was he can’t be yours, he is mine. Which had the junior stammering an apology and running away, and Fujigaya turning on Kitayama with an angry glare.
All day Kitayama and Wataru had been chasing away juniors, but this one had been particularly insistent. And Kitayama was at the end of his rope. He was not sure who had managed to convince the juniors that they all needed to give Fujigaya something for white day (since he had certainly NOT confessed to anyone on valentines day) but it was getting really annoying. Starting with his co-stars from Kamen teacher it hasn't seemed that strange, until Tsuka-chan who wasn't even a junior stopped by, and Miyacchi quickly intercepted that one, before ABC-Z was one member less. But then younger and younger juniors had been stopping by and something was strange.
He would say it was a stunt by Nikaido, but Nika would have broken before this, instead of complaining that they couldn't get anything done with everyone always stopping by. And he was usually the first to want to slack off, but this was kind of ridiculous.
Their entire band was put out about it. Everyone, that was, except Fujigaya. He seemed surprised, embarrassed, and pleased (somehow) at the attention. His smile had gotten wider and wider at each person who came through the door, and Kitayama’s mood had gotten more and more black.
This last junior, who seriously had to be young enough to be the consequence of one of his youthful indiscretions, was too much.
“Since always.” Kitayama snapped back, stalking over to and throwing himself down on the couch. Chasing away Fujigaya’s admirers was hard work.
“First time I heave heard of it. There isn’t any harm in it. I don't see what the big deal is.” Fujigaya chatted idly as he packed his bag, not really looking at Kitayama as he shoved things into his bag, and checked his phone, typing out a quick message before pocketing his phone, and perching on the arm of the couch, staring at Kitayama, who lay splayed out on the cushions.
“Always?"
"Hardly.” Was Fuigaya's instant reply.
“We have been in a band for all these years.”
“Doesn't make me yours, Mitsu. That means I am just as much Watta’s, and you know how I love him.”
For some reason the happy lilt in Fujigaya’s voice, the way that he easily announced that he loved Watta was just too much for Kitayama.
“You aren’t Watta’s. And that isn’t the point. You are Kisumai’s. You should have half the agency confessing to you.”
“What does it matter? Sometimes it is nice to be wanted. And shown that people care. For someone real, not the fans. And I think—“ Fujigaya stopped as there was a knock on the door, and his face had a large smile on it as he stood up off of the couch, grabbing his bag as the door opened.
“Ah, was hopin’ you’d be ready.” Hashimoto stuck his head in, grinning widely, and Kitayama tensed, seeing a box in the others hands.
“Of course.”
“Good, this’s an important date.”
“Date?!” Kitayama shoved himself off the couch, staring at Hashimoto and Fujigaya in horror.
“Yup. Asked Taipi this mornin’ if he’d wanna go out tonight, like date, and he said yes. As long as I did it proper like, and so, here I am, with candies.”
Kitayama could see that Hashimoto was dressed more nicely than usual, and he was holding a present, but this was just too much.
“Sorry, but he will be unable to go out with you tonight.” Kitayama stalked towards the pair, and Hashimoto blinked at him with wide eyes.
“Why not?”
“He is busy.”
“I am?”
“Doing what?” Hashimoto and Fujugaya spoke at almost the same time, and Kitayama chose to answer Hashimoto, and he advanced towards Fujigaya.
“He will be busy doing me.”
“Huh?” Hashimoto asked, even as Kitayama grabbed Fujigaya by the front of his shirt, pulling him down for a kiss. He expected Fujigaya to fight him, to demand an explanation, but instead Fujigaya’s bag dropped to the floor, his arms wrapping more firmly around Kitayama.
He was vaguely aware of the door opening, but he broke the kiss in surprise when he heard Tsukada and Tamamori in the hallway.
“Finally, the last person on the list was Kame-senpai, and I really didn't want to actually have to call him.” Tamamori sounded relieved, and Tsukada and Hashimoto laughed.
“Taipi knew what he was doing. Have some faith. I really didn't think it would take HiroMitsu quite this long to actually act on it.” Totsuka’s voice was a soft chuckle, and it was Hashimoto’s words that really gave him pause.
“I didn’ wanna cancel my date with Tottsu, so ‘m glad it worked.”
“You?” Kitayama gaped up at Fujigaya who chuckled, and winked.
“Took you long enough.” Fujigaya scooped up his bag and sauntered to the door, making sure to add extra sass and sway to his gait. “I am still not convinced about this 'yours' thing. One kiss really isn’t that convincing. And some of those juniors were adorable. Oh, maybe Marius is free. Since Hasshi won’t ditch Tottsu for me.”
The twinkle in his eyes, and the smirk as she shut the door, leaving Kitayama alone in the room was enough to make his blood boil.
Maybe his statement to Hashimoto needed to be revised. Maybe, instead of Fujigaya doing Kitayama that night, he would just do him.
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rikikomori, you are up!
Not quite the AU that i was writing in which FKY are a band and Busaiku and ABCZ own bars.But work crashed and that was lost. So you have this instead
“Yours, since when?” Fujigaya hissed as soon as Kitayama had chased another new junior bearing white day candy from their space. This time the excuse was he can’t be yours, he is mine. Which had the junior stammering an apology and running away, and Fujigaya turning on Kitayama with an angry glare.
All day Kitayama and Wataru had been chasing away juniors, but this one had been particularly insistent. And Kitayama was at the end of his rope. He was not sure who had managed to convince the juniors that they all needed to give Fujigaya something for white day (since he had certainly NOT confessed to anyone on valentines day) but it was getting really annoying. Starting with his co-stars from Kamen teacher it hasn't seemed that strange, until Tsuka-chan who wasn't even a junior stopped by, and Miyacchi quickly intercepted that one, before ABC-Z was one member less. But then younger and younger juniors had been stopping by and something was strange.
He would say it was a stunt by Nikaido, but Nika would have broken before this, instead of complaining that they couldn't get anything done with everyone always stopping by. And he was usually the first to want to slack off, but this was kind of ridiculous.
Their entire band was put out about it. Everyone, that was, except Fujigaya. He seemed surprised, embarrassed, and pleased (somehow) at the attention. His smile had gotten wider and wider at each person who came through the door, and Kitayama’s mood had gotten more and more black.
This last junior, who seriously had to be young enough to be the consequence of one of his youthful indiscretions, was too much.
“Since always.” Kitayama snapped back, stalking over to and throwing himself down on the couch. Chasing away Fujigaya’s admirers was hard work.
“First time I heave heard of it. There isn’t any harm in it. I don't see what the big deal is.” Fujigaya chatted idly as he packed his bag, not really looking at Kitayama as he shoved things into his bag, and checked his phone, typing out a quick message before pocketing his phone, and perching on the arm of the couch, staring at Kitayama, who lay splayed out on the cushions.
“Always?"
"Hardly.” Was Fuigaya's instant reply.
“We have been in a band for all these years.”
“Doesn't make me yours, Mitsu. That means I am just as much Watta’s, and you know how I love him.”
For some reason the happy lilt in Fujigaya’s voice, the way that he easily announced that he loved Watta was just too much for Kitayama.
“You aren’t Watta’s. And that isn’t the point. You are Kisumai’s. You should have half the agency confessing to you.”
“What does it matter? Sometimes it is nice to be wanted. And shown that people care. For someone real, not the fans. And I think—“ Fujigaya stopped as there was a knock on the door, and his face had a large smile on it as he stood up off of the couch, grabbing his bag as the door opened.
“Ah, was hopin’ you’d be ready.” Hashimoto stuck his head in, grinning widely, and Kitayama tensed, seeing a box in the others hands.
“Of course.”
“Good, this’s an important date.”
“Date?!” Kitayama shoved himself off the couch, staring at Hashimoto and Fujigaya in horror.
“Yup. Asked Taipi this mornin’ if he’d wanna go out tonight, like date, and he said yes. As long as I did it proper like, and so, here I am, with candies.”
Kitayama could see that Hashimoto was dressed more nicely than usual, and he was holding a present, but this was just too much.
“Sorry, but he will be unable to go out with you tonight.” Kitayama stalked towards the pair, and Hashimoto blinked at him with wide eyes.
“Why not?”
“He is busy.”
“I am?”
“Doing what?” Hashimoto and Fujugaya spoke at almost the same time, and Kitayama chose to answer Hashimoto, and he advanced towards Fujigaya.
“He will be busy doing me.”
“Huh?” Hashimoto asked, even as Kitayama grabbed Fujigaya by the front of his shirt, pulling him down for a kiss. He expected Fujigaya to fight him, to demand an explanation, but instead Fujigaya’s bag dropped to the floor, his arms wrapping more firmly around Kitayama.
He was vaguely aware of the door opening, but he broke the kiss in surprise when he heard Tsukada and Tamamori in the hallway.
“Finally, the last person on the list was Kame-senpai, and I really didn't want to actually have to call him.” Tamamori sounded relieved, and Tsukada and Hashimoto laughed.
“Taipi knew what he was doing. Have some faith. I really didn't think it would take HiroMitsu quite this long to actually act on it.” Totsuka’s voice was a soft chuckle, and it was Hashimoto’s words that really gave him pause.
“I didn’ wanna cancel my date with Tottsu, so ‘m glad it worked.”
“You?” Kitayama gaped up at Fujigaya who chuckled, and winked.
“Took you long enough.” Fujigaya scooped up his bag and sauntered to the door, making sure to add extra sass and sway to his gait. “I am still not convinced about this 'yours' thing. One kiss really isn’t that convincing. And some of those juniors were adorable. Oh, maybe Marius is free. Since Hasshi won’t ditch Tottsu for me.”
The twinkle in his eyes, and the smirk as she shut the door, leaving Kitayama alone in the room was enough to make his blood boil.
Maybe his statement to Hashimoto needed to be revised. Maybe, instead of Fujigaya doing Kitayama that night, he would just do him.
rikikomori, you are up!
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Taipi, you little-- *hugs anyway*