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stencilledTitle: Chocolate Toss
Pairing: NaKame
Rating: G
Word Count: 2,478
Summary: Nakamaru is scared of his school girl crush on Kame.
Nakamaru had thought he'd left the awkwardness and anxiety that came with Valentine's Day back in his high school locker. He was a grown man. A university student slash idol who wore his argyle with pride.
Yet here he was with a bag full of Valentine chocolates digging in his side as he walked towards KAT-TUN's dressing room. He stared at the dressing room door for a moment, the sound of Koki yelling at Taguchi soothing him for just a second.
Nothing to do about it. Nakamaru was accustomed to living a hard life anyway. And with that thought, he swung open the door and entered.
-
"I...didn't know you felt this way. I know we're TaNaka and all, but I don't think I'm into you like that."
"Just take it," Maru sighed a long sufferring sigh that would make their manager proud. He tossed the lurid pink chocolate box in Koki's lap. "It's from my sister. I'm just the messenger."
"Well that changes everything. Your sister's a cutie," Koki grinned, ripping open the box in one tug. "How old is she again?"
"You're not hitting on my sister!"
"What? It's not like she has your nose."
Maru sputtered.
"Hey, don't I get one?" Taguchi called from across the room. "I bet I'm your sister's favourite."
Koki snorted. "He's insulting your sister's taste, Maru. Aren't you going to defend her honour?"
"Hey!"
The chocolate Koki aimed at Taguchi managed to hit Nakamaru on the head and Nakamaru sighed again as the two fell into snickers. Karma was going to make him a millionaire one day.
He shuffled through his bag of chocolates, shunting aside a small golden box and pulled out red box so decked up in ribbons and hearts that it looked as if cupid had thrown up all over it. Apparently girls like his sister liked this sort of stuff. And thought guys would like it. It was really kind of embarassing and Nakamaru had made the mistake of telling his sister so which had led to the complete and utter debasing of his entire wardrobe. Argyle was a fine pattern, simple and classy; obviously his sister had not seen the light. The neon pinks had probably blinded her.
"Here," Nakamaru said as he handed Junno the box. He felt a surge of satisfaction at Taguchi's hesitation to grab it. But grab it he did and then there was silence. Koki had even put his chocolates down.
The air crackled with anticipation.
"Thank you berry much, Maru. But I don't think we're mint to be," Junno beamed up at him.
The ensuing minutes were filled with groans.
-
When Ueda fianlly walked in, Nakamaru didn't bother with pleasantries and tossed another revolting box of chocolates at him from his spot on the sofa. When Ueda failed to catch the box and it smacked him in the face, Nakamaru began to fear for his life.
"Why didn't you catch it?!" he asked. "You're a boxer! Don't you have like...reflexes?"
Ueda shot him a glare and Nakamaru obediently sank back into the couch cushions.
"You threw a box at my face."
"Er...my sister says happy Valentine's Day?" Nakamaru tried and apparently that did the trick. Ueda took a closer look at the box and his face split into a wide grin. Something about it was suspiciously wrong, though.
"You're not, like...interested in my sister, are you?" Nakamaru squinted at Ueda and took a breath of relief when Ueda gave him a look.
"But wait- is she cute?" Ueda reconsidered.
"No!" Nakamaru snapped. "She has my nose!"
"No, she doesn't." Nakamaru whipped his head up as Kame entered. "It's a shame, though. I like Maru's big nose," Kame grinned as he set his travel bag down. He was wearing aviator sunglasses that took up half his face but Nakamaru suspected Kame had just winked at him.
He was totally used it, though. Kame was playful like that. There was no reason for Nakamaru to get awkward about it. He was not a girl swooning at the sight of Kamenashi Kazuya. Just your average guy handing out Valentine chocolates to his bandmates. On behalf of his sister, of course. The corner of the last remaining box in his bag poked his thigh and Nakamaru hid the bag with a cushion.
"Oi, Nakamaru," Koki called from the table, enjoying the last of his chocolate. "Don't you have something for Kame-chan?"
Kame looked over at him questioningly with a sweet "Nakamaru~" and Nakamaru silently asked the lords why all the gooey caramel hadn't sealed Koki's mouth shut. Kame got up from his chair and Nakamaru sprang up from his couch before he could approach. He wasn't scared of Kame or anything. He just...needed his space.
"They're f-finished," he stumbled. "My sister gave me chocolates to give you all. But they're finished."
"Didn't you give a bunch to the staff?"
Maru was never beatboxing for Koki ever again.
"Nakamaru?" Kame looked at him curiously, eyes round and waiting and doing stupid things to Nakamaru like making his palms sweat and giving him a strong urge to run away. It wasn't out of fear, though, and that scared him more than anything else.
"But you don't eat sweets anyways, right? Having to maintain your body and all."
Kame shook his head and smiled as if relieved. "So that's it!" he laughed and the sound made Nakamaru's urge to run stronger. "I can handle a little extra weight now. I'd appreciate it, actually. It would help with my Going project."
Nakamaru hated lying but this was the only way out. "They're finished," he repeated. "I'm sorry."
He watched Kame's smile falter for a second before it lifted once more. "Well, the staff need some love, too, I guess."
"Yeah," Maru laughed awkwardly and when Kame had seated himself back in front of the mirror, began his escape to the door. He was only a few feet away when Taguchi released a loud squawk.
"Nakamaru, don't leave your things lying around on the couch," Taguchi groaned, rubbing his back. Nakamaru turned around just in time to see his bag fall to the floor and a heart-shaped golden chocolate box, more reserved and refine looking compared to the others, skitter out across the floor and skid to a halt near Kame's seat. Nakamaru's stomach turned over as Kame went to pick it up.
There would have been an immensely awkward silence if it were not for Koki. "There's your chocolate, Kame-chan! But why is it prettier than ours? No fair."
Okay, so maybe Nakamaru would be beatboxing for Koki after all.
"Ah, I must have forgotten about that one...," Nakamaru joked and forced out a laugh that died on the first breath. Kame was looking straight at him and it was clear that he was not buying his lie, as feeble as it was.
"Here," Kame said as he lifted the box towards him to take.
Nakamaru shook his head. "No, it's yours. You have it."
Kame shoved the box at him anyway and with a quiet, "no thanks," left the room.
Nakamaru has known Kame for years now, from the day they had both sprinted together with his mom to get to the auditions on time. Nakamaru has known Kame long enough to be able to tell when he's genuinely hurt, when his wall crumbles and he's the little squeaky-voiced kid again, the one who used to freeze up and hide back in his turtle shell when teased and outcasted by the other juniors. There was a time when Nakamaru used to be among those other juniors.
Over by the couch, Koki was manhandling chocolates from Taguchi and Ueda was cheering them on but Nakamaru could only stand in the middle of the dressing room, clutching the golden foiled box in his long fingers and thinking of Kame saying, I like Maru's big nose.
-
Nakamaru took a deep breath before taking a step forward. And then two steps back.
The golden box was dented slightly on one end where Taguchi had almost sat on it and now Nakamaru's tight clutch was beginning to crumple the cardboard. But it wasn't as if the chocolate was expensive; his sister had bought it at a conbini, saying that it suited Kamenashi-kun. All Nakamaru had to do now was deliver it. Like he had to Taguchi, Ueda and Koki. Three down and one to go, no sweat. Except Nakamaru's hands were getting slippery again.
Nakamaru had no idea why he was making things so weird with Kame - only that was a lie and he totally did. Kame hung over Koki all the time but Nakamaru would bet all his savings that Koki never obsessed over the lingering touches like a school girl. Or maybe he did. Nakamaru did not want to know. The discovery that he was, in actuality, a thirteen year old girl was enough for now. Maybe he'd start fawning over pink hearts and ribbons soon, too. Maybe that'd be the next image his stylist would choose for him once she realised he wasn't man enough for argyle.
Maru clutched at his sweater vest in horror and forced himself to take deep breaths.
He'd just dump the chocolates on Kame and run. That was a good, sound plan.
"What are you doing?" Kame asked from behind and Nakamaru shrieked and dropped the box. Great, so now he sounded like a pre-teen girl, too. "You've been walking along this hallway for fifteen minutes now."
"I thought you were in the dressing room!" he squawked and scrambled to pick up the chocolates. Thankfully they had skidded a bit further down the hallway which gave him some Kame-free space. More room to think clearly and act like the grown man he believed himself to be.
"I'm going there now. Had a meeting."
Nakamaru watched Kame's eyes land on the box in his hands and the resulting frown that followed.
"So who are those really for?" Kame asked and Nakamaru hadn't seen that pout for a while. "It's not like I care or anything, but you didn't have to lie about it. I thought we were fr--"
"They're for you," Nakamaru blurted because he was Kame's friends and would always be and it wasn't Kame's fault that Nakamaru was going all girly on him and making things weird. Those were his issues and he'd deal with them. From a distance.
"No, they're not. You don't have to lie to me. I don't even mind, really," Kame shrugged and Nakamaru almost snorted at the hypocrisy. He had known Kame long enough to also know when the other was lying. Stupid things like not getting cheap conbini chocolate meant a lot to Kame. He was a baby like that. And with years spent indulging him, Nakamaru still couldn't bring himself to be annoyed.
"No, they're really yours. My sister bought them for you," when Kame kept his disbelieving look, Maru sighed and forced himself to reveal it all for the sake of friendship, "she said you...shined...like the golden foil."
His sister was an embarrassment to the family, really. But luckily she had a different nose and most people wouldn't pinpoint them as siblings.
"Really?" Kame asked and his lips were already twitching into that gloating smile he wore everytime anyone praised him. He was a greedy little guy but that's probably why he smiled so much. But then his expression turnd stony once more and Nakamaru groaned inwardly knowing where things were headed. "But then why did you lie back then? Why are you giving them to me now and not before?"
Kame's eyes were sharp and perceptive and Nakamaru couldn't bring himself to lie under that gaze even if he tried. He was cornered but he figured saying it now in an empty corridor with no witnesses was the best chance he was going to get. Plus, there was a clear, wide escape route right behind him.
"I was looking for the right time. To give you the chocolate." He didn't stumble over his words once and he thought he spoke at a fairly normal pace so he gave himself a mental pat on the back.
Kame quirked his brow and eyed him slowly. "You couldn't just give them to me back in the dressing room like you gave everyone else?"
"You're not everyone else."
The moment Nakamaru spoke the words he felt a surge of relief - relief that disappeared the second a slow, knowing smile stretched Kame's lips and he began to stalk forward. Nakamaru hastily backed away, shielding himself with the heart-shaped box now completely disfigured by his nervous hands.
"W-what are you doing? Why are you coming close?" Nakamaru stuttered and Kame laughed all throaty and pleased.
"Don't I get my chocolate~"
Nakamaru realised there was logic in Kame's movements and not just an urge to embarrass him (though he was pretty sure that was there as well).
"Here, then. Take it!" he said and tossed the box at him, still maintaining his one meter distance of separation. After being groped, glomped and tackled by Kame in front of thousands of rabid fangirls, he'd learned that being cautious with him was necessary for survival. Give the man an inch and he'd take a mile.
And strangely enough, Nakamaru didn't mind giving Kame that extra mile, only now would not be a good time to do so lest his alternate, school girl ego took over. (But maybe she could be friends with Kazuko.)
Kame, unlike Ueda, managed to catch the box easily enough and flung his head back with another full-blown laugh. And that was totally his inner school girl who was eyeing Kame's neck.
"You are such a scaredy cat," Kame laughed again, now calmer but still pushing against Nakamaru's carefully constructed boundary. He took a step forward, Nakamaru took a step back.
"Shut up. What are you planning to do?"
Kame tilted his head and flashed a grin. "Why don't you stand still and find out?"
"Why don't you stand still and I head home?"
Apparently Nakamaru hadn't mastered the art of walking and talking at the same time yet and his split-second stumble was all that was needed for Kame to cross the space between them and engulf Nakamaru in his bulky arms. Nakamaru remembered a time when they were scarily skinny -but still strong; Kame has always been strong- a time where Kame's hugs were bony and uncomfortable and made him worry. Now though, all Nakamaru wanted was to soak it all in, soak in all the warm, comfy Kame that had suddenly invaded his Kame-free space.
"I'll be you Valentine," Kame sang in his ear and Nakamaru smiled.
"Shut up," he answered and returned the hug as best as he possibly could, the pre-teen girl inside him coming in handy.
-End-
Happy Valentine's Day! ♥
Pairing: NaKame
Rating: G
Word Count: 2,478
Summary: Nakamaru is scared of his school girl crush on Kame.
Nakamaru had thought he'd left the awkwardness and anxiety that came with Valentine's Day back in his high school locker. He was a grown man. A university student slash idol who wore his argyle with pride.
Yet here he was with a bag full of Valentine chocolates digging in his side as he walked towards KAT-TUN's dressing room. He stared at the dressing room door for a moment, the sound of Koki yelling at Taguchi soothing him for just a second.
Nothing to do about it. Nakamaru was accustomed to living a hard life anyway. And with that thought, he swung open the door and entered.
-
"I...didn't know you felt this way. I know we're TaNaka and all, but I don't think I'm into you like that."
"Just take it," Maru sighed a long sufferring sigh that would make their manager proud. He tossed the lurid pink chocolate box in Koki's lap. "It's from my sister. I'm just the messenger."
"Well that changes everything. Your sister's a cutie," Koki grinned, ripping open the box in one tug. "How old is she again?"
"You're not hitting on my sister!"
"What? It's not like she has your nose."
Maru sputtered.
"Hey, don't I get one?" Taguchi called from across the room. "I bet I'm your sister's favourite."
Koki snorted. "He's insulting your sister's taste, Maru. Aren't you going to defend her honour?"
"Hey!"
The chocolate Koki aimed at Taguchi managed to hit Nakamaru on the head and Nakamaru sighed again as the two fell into snickers. Karma was going to make him a millionaire one day.
He shuffled through his bag of chocolates, shunting aside a small golden box and pulled out red box so decked up in ribbons and hearts that it looked as if cupid had thrown up all over it. Apparently girls like his sister liked this sort of stuff. And thought guys would like it. It was really kind of embarassing and Nakamaru had made the mistake of telling his sister so which had led to the complete and utter debasing of his entire wardrobe. Argyle was a fine pattern, simple and classy; obviously his sister had not seen the light. The neon pinks had probably blinded her.
"Here," Nakamaru said as he handed Junno the box. He felt a surge of satisfaction at Taguchi's hesitation to grab it. But grab it he did and then there was silence. Koki had even put his chocolates down.
The air crackled with anticipation.
"Thank you berry much, Maru. But I don't think we're mint to be," Junno beamed up at him.
The ensuing minutes were filled with groans.
-
When Ueda fianlly walked in, Nakamaru didn't bother with pleasantries and tossed another revolting box of chocolates at him from his spot on the sofa. When Ueda failed to catch the box and it smacked him in the face, Nakamaru began to fear for his life.
"Why didn't you catch it?!" he asked. "You're a boxer! Don't you have like...reflexes?"
Ueda shot him a glare and Nakamaru obediently sank back into the couch cushions.
"You threw a box at my face."
"Er...my sister says happy Valentine's Day?" Nakamaru tried and apparently that did the trick. Ueda took a closer look at the box and his face split into a wide grin. Something about it was suspiciously wrong, though.
"You're not, like...interested in my sister, are you?" Nakamaru squinted at Ueda and took a breath of relief when Ueda gave him a look.
"But wait- is she cute?" Ueda reconsidered.
"No!" Nakamaru snapped. "She has my nose!"
"No, she doesn't." Nakamaru whipped his head up as Kame entered. "It's a shame, though. I like Maru's big nose," Kame grinned as he set his travel bag down. He was wearing aviator sunglasses that took up half his face but Nakamaru suspected Kame had just winked at him.
He was totally used it, though. Kame was playful like that. There was no reason for Nakamaru to get awkward about it. He was not a girl swooning at the sight of Kamenashi Kazuya. Just your average guy handing out Valentine chocolates to his bandmates. On behalf of his sister, of course. The corner of the last remaining box in his bag poked his thigh and Nakamaru hid the bag with a cushion.
"Oi, Nakamaru," Koki called from the table, enjoying the last of his chocolate. "Don't you have something for Kame-chan?"
Kame looked over at him questioningly with a sweet "Nakamaru~" and Nakamaru silently asked the lords why all the gooey caramel hadn't sealed Koki's mouth shut. Kame got up from his chair and Nakamaru sprang up from his couch before he could approach. He wasn't scared of Kame or anything. He just...needed his space.
"They're f-finished," he stumbled. "My sister gave me chocolates to give you all. But they're finished."
"Didn't you give a bunch to the staff?"
Maru was never beatboxing for Koki ever again.
"Nakamaru?" Kame looked at him curiously, eyes round and waiting and doing stupid things to Nakamaru like making his palms sweat and giving him a strong urge to run away. It wasn't out of fear, though, and that scared him more than anything else.
"But you don't eat sweets anyways, right? Having to maintain your body and all."
Kame shook his head and smiled as if relieved. "So that's it!" he laughed and the sound made Nakamaru's urge to run stronger. "I can handle a little extra weight now. I'd appreciate it, actually. It would help with my Going project."
Nakamaru hated lying but this was the only way out. "They're finished," he repeated. "I'm sorry."
He watched Kame's smile falter for a second before it lifted once more. "Well, the staff need some love, too, I guess."
"Yeah," Maru laughed awkwardly and when Kame had seated himself back in front of the mirror, began his escape to the door. He was only a few feet away when Taguchi released a loud squawk.
"Nakamaru, don't leave your things lying around on the couch," Taguchi groaned, rubbing his back. Nakamaru turned around just in time to see his bag fall to the floor and a heart-shaped golden chocolate box, more reserved and refine looking compared to the others, skitter out across the floor and skid to a halt near Kame's seat. Nakamaru's stomach turned over as Kame went to pick it up.
There would have been an immensely awkward silence if it were not for Koki. "There's your chocolate, Kame-chan! But why is it prettier than ours? No fair."
Okay, so maybe Nakamaru would be beatboxing for Koki after all.
"Ah, I must have forgotten about that one...," Nakamaru joked and forced out a laugh that died on the first breath. Kame was looking straight at him and it was clear that he was not buying his lie, as feeble as it was.
"Here," Kame said as he lifted the box towards him to take.
Nakamaru shook his head. "No, it's yours. You have it."
Kame shoved the box at him anyway and with a quiet, "no thanks," left the room.
Nakamaru has known Kame for years now, from the day they had both sprinted together with his mom to get to the auditions on time. Nakamaru has known Kame long enough to be able to tell when he's genuinely hurt, when his wall crumbles and he's the little squeaky-voiced kid again, the one who used to freeze up and hide back in his turtle shell when teased and outcasted by the other juniors. There was a time when Nakamaru used to be among those other juniors.
Over by the couch, Koki was manhandling chocolates from Taguchi and Ueda was cheering them on but Nakamaru could only stand in the middle of the dressing room, clutching the golden foiled box in his long fingers and thinking of Kame saying, I like Maru's big nose.
-
Nakamaru took a deep breath before taking a step forward. And then two steps back.
The golden box was dented slightly on one end where Taguchi had almost sat on it and now Nakamaru's tight clutch was beginning to crumple the cardboard. But it wasn't as if the chocolate was expensive; his sister had bought it at a conbini, saying that it suited Kamenashi-kun. All Nakamaru had to do now was deliver it. Like he had to Taguchi, Ueda and Koki. Three down and one to go, no sweat. Except Nakamaru's hands were getting slippery again.
Nakamaru had no idea why he was making things so weird with Kame - only that was a lie and he totally did. Kame hung over Koki all the time but Nakamaru would bet all his savings that Koki never obsessed over the lingering touches like a school girl. Or maybe he did. Nakamaru did not want to know. The discovery that he was, in actuality, a thirteen year old girl was enough for now. Maybe he'd start fawning over pink hearts and ribbons soon, too. Maybe that'd be the next image his stylist would choose for him once she realised he wasn't man enough for argyle.
Maru clutched at his sweater vest in horror and forced himself to take deep breaths.
He'd just dump the chocolates on Kame and run. That was a good, sound plan.
"What are you doing?" Kame asked from behind and Nakamaru shrieked and dropped the box. Great, so now he sounded like a pre-teen girl, too. "You've been walking along this hallway for fifteen minutes now."
"I thought you were in the dressing room!" he squawked and scrambled to pick up the chocolates. Thankfully they had skidded a bit further down the hallway which gave him some Kame-free space. More room to think clearly and act like the grown man he believed himself to be.
"I'm going there now. Had a meeting."
Nakamaru watched Kame's eyes land on the box in his hands and the resulting frown that followed.
"So who are those really for?" Kame asked and Nakamaru hadn't seen that pout for a while. "It's not like I care or anything, but you didn't have to lie about it. I thought we were fr--"
"They're for you," Nakamaru blurted because he was Kame's friends and would always be and it wasn't Kame's fault that Nakamaru was going all girly on him and making things weird. Those were his issues and he'd deal with them. From a distance.
"No, they're not. You don't have to lie to me. I don't even mind, really," Kame shrugged and Nakamaru almost snorted at the hypocrisy. He had known Kame long enough to also know when the other was lying. Stupid things like not getting cheap conbini chocolate meant a lot to Kame. He was a baby like that. And with years spent indulging him, Nakamaru still couldn't bring himself to be annoyed.
"No, they're really yours. My sister bought them for you," when Kame kept his disbelieving look, Maru sighed and forced himself to reveal it all for the sake of friendship, "she said you...shined...like the golden foil."
His sister was an embarrassment to the family, really. But luckily she had a different nose and most people wouldn't pinpoint them as siblings.
"Really?" Kame asked and his lips were already twitching into that gloating smile he wore everytime anyone praised him. He was a greedy little guy but that's probably why he smiled so much. But then his expression turnd stony once more and Nakamaru groaned inwardly knowing where things were headed. "But then why did you lie back then? Why are you giving them to me now and not before?"
Kame's eyes were sharp and perceptive and Nakamaru couldn't bring himself to lie under that gaze even if he tried. He was cornered but he figured saying it now in an empty corridor with no witnesses was the best chance he was going to get. Plus, there was a clear, wide escape route right behind him.
"I was looking for the right time. To give you the chocolate." He didn't stumble over his words once and he thought he spoke at a fairly normal pace so he gave himself a mental pat on the back.
Kame quirked his brow and eyed him slowly. "You couldn't just give them to me back in the dressing room like you gave everyone else?"
"You're not everyone else."
The moment Nakamaru spoke the words he felt a surge of relief - relief that disappeared the second a slow, knowing smile stretched Kame's lips and he began to stalk forward. Nakamaru hastily backed away, shielding himself with the heart-shaped box now completely disfigured by his nervous hands.
"W-what are you doing? Why are you coming close?" Nakamaru stuttered and Kame laughed all throaty and pleased.
"Don't I get my chocolate~"
Nakamaru realised there was logic in Kame's movements and not just an urge to embarrass him (though he was pretty sure that was there as well).
"Here, then. Take it!" he said and tossed the box at him, still maintaining his one meter distance of separation. After being groped, glomped and tackled by Kame in front of thousands of rabid fangirls, he'd learned that being cautious with him was necessary for survival. Give the man an inch and he'd take a mile.
And strangely enough, Nakamaru didn't mind giving Kame that extra mile, only now would not be a good time to do so lest his alternate, school girl ego took over. (But maybe she could be friends with Kazuko.)
Kame, unlike Ueda, managed to catch the box easily enough and flung his head back with another full-blown laugh. And that was totally his inner school girl who was eyeing Kame's neck.
"You are such a scaredy cat," Kame laughed again, now calmer but still pushing against Nakamaru's carefully constructed boundary. He took a step forward, Nakamaru took a step back.
"Shut up. What are you planning to do?"
Kame tilted his head and flashed a grin. "Why don't you stand still and find out?"
"Why don't you stand still and I head home?"
Apparently Nakamaru hadn't mastered the art of walking and talking at the same time yet and his split-second stumble was all that was needed for Kame to cross the space between them and engulf Nakamaru in his bulky arms. Nakamaru remembered a time when they were scarily skinny -but still strong; Kame has always been strong- a time where Kame's hugs were bony and uncomfortable and made him worry. Now though, all Nakamaru wanted was to soak it all in, soak in all the warm, comfy Kame that had suddenly invaded his Kame-free space.
"I'll be you Valentine," Kame sang in his ear and Nakamaru smiled.
"Shut up," he answered and returned the hug as best as he possibly could, the pre-teen girl inside him coming in handy.
-End-
Happy Valentine's Day! ♥
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Date: 2011-02-17 05:39 pm (UTC)too lazy to log out orz. and sorry for the double posting - for some weird reason my html failed >.<"Well that changes everything. Your sister's a cutie," Koki grinned, ripping open the box in one tug. "How old is she again?"
"You're not hitting on my sister!"
"What? It's not like she has your nose."
oh burn. rotfl.XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
pulled out red box so decked up in ribbons and hearts that it looked as if cupid had thrown up all over it.
Argyle was a fine pattern, simple and classy; obviously his sister had not seen the light.
and Nakamaru silently asked the lords why all the gooey caramel hadn't sealed Koki's mouth shut.
"Didn't you give a bunch to the staff?"
Maru was never beatboxing for Koki ever again.
The discovery that he was, in actuality, a thirteen year old girl was enough for now. Maybe he'd start fawning over pink hearts and ribbons soon, too. Maybe that'd be the next image his stylist would choose for him once she realised he wasn't man enough for argyle.
Maru clutched at his sweater vest in horror and forced himself to take deep breaths.
His sister was an embarrassment to the family, really. But luckily she had a different nose and most people wouldn't pinpoint them as siblings.
(But maybe she could be friends with Kazuko.)
omg, the way you toy with words/ideas is brilliant, i think i've told you that before. :))))))))
When Ueda failed to catch the box and it smacked him in the face, Nakamaru began to fear for his life.
"Why didn't you catch it?!" he asked. "You're a boxer! Don't you have like...reflexes?"
Ueda shot him a glare and Nakamaru obediently sank back into the couch cushions.
"You threw a box at my face."
"Er...my sister says happy Valentine's Day?" Nakamaru tried and apparently that did the trick. Ueda took a closer look at the box and his face split into a wide grin. Something about it was suspiciously wrong, though.
"You're not, like...interested in my sister, are you?" Nakamaru squinted at Ueda and took a breath of relief when Ueda gave him a look.
"But wait- is she cute?" Ueda reconsidered.
"No!" Nakamaru snapped. "She has my nose!"
omg. died laughing. so many times. :)))))))))))))))))))))
He watched Kame's smile falter for a second before it lifted once more. "Well, the staff need some love, too, I guess."
this is so kame =|
There was a time when Nakamaru used to be among those other juniors.
oh, my heart :(
but Nakamaru could only stand in the middle of the dressing room, clutching the golden foiled box in his long fingers and thinking of Kame saying, I like Maru's big nose.
ugh. ;_________; tearjerker.
Great, so now he sounded like a pre-teen girl, too.
i can imagine :)))))))))))))
"she said you...shined...like the golden foil."
♥___________♥
"You're not everyone else."
omg. i squealed. *_______*
And that was totally his inner school girl who was eyeing Kame's neck.
a quite pervy school girl, lol :))))
"Why don't you stand still and find out?"
"Why don't you stand still and I head home?"
:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
Now though, all Nakamaru wanted was to soak it all in, soak in all the warm, comfy Kame that had suddenly invaded his Kame-free space.
♥♥♥♥♥
can't even say how much I loved this.
♥♥♥
;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 08:22 pm (UTC)Seriously, don't do that. I come back from my exams and see your posts and freak out. ;___; So glad to see you around, bb (like really, reaaaaally glad ;_;) I hope everything's going better for you irl ♥♥♥♥♥ *CLINGS TO YOU LIKE AN ANNOYING PIECE OF GUM*
and I love that you pointed out the line about Kame being all wistful and understanding about the staff becuz that's one of my faves too, mostly becuz I find it the most in-character ♥
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 08:47 pm (UTC)=|
what did I ever do. =|
ugh. i'm not around. >.>;;; i just felt like reading this wonderful piece of work. >.> and hey, you're the second person i've started talking to *o* like, i'm all ready to disappear out of ppl's lives but i can't not talk to you and coincidentally tell you how much i worship your work. ;___; and i didn't know you'd be so glad to see me. =| i'm so deeply touched, really. i don't deserve it. m(_._)m
very in-character, and quite subtly put ♥
PS: baby, you don't have to add me as a friend, this lj is for ranting about personal stuff, and it's temporary. ♥ why are you so sweet, really. ♥♥♥
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 09:05 pm (UTC)ashdjhjs I know, I know. I don't want to push you or anything, but I'm just so glad to see you around at the very least, even though you won't be around as much < / 3 WHHHYYY? why must you disappear? :((((((((( doooooooon't *CLINGS* HJSGFJASAHKA OFC I WOULD BE >:( *gives you an angry hug* Krys would be, too
we've been moping about your absence ;__;and you do deserve it. I don't know what's happening in your personal life, but from how I've known you, you totally do :|||| ♥PS: ashdsdhj ohhh. I thought you were abandoning your old lj for this one. and I am gum for you so I stuck to it. *coughs*wasnotlyingwhenIsaidyouwouldn'tbeabletoscrapemeoff*cough* does this mean you're keeping your old lj? :D
PPS: does this mean you'll be around more if I write more?
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 09:34 pm (UTC)O_________________________O
i...wow...i would sound really stupid but i really have to say i didn't expect so much enthusiasm from you, really. i don't even know what to say. but your words give me power. ;___________; you're really awesome ;_________; why are you so awesome? ;_______________;
lu♥*glomps & clings*and i don't want to make anyone mope about my absence ;________;
wouldn't have expected it either orz, what is this shit.PS: i am keeping my old lj lol. x.x
you're my and only favorite gum, you know that ♥PPS: *________________________* why, yes. of course. *___________________*
no pressure, though *coughs*Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 09:57 pm (UTC)don't get cheeky with me :|
SO YOU'VE BEEN DOUBTING ME ALL ALONG, I SEE :| *adds to the list of Adela's wrongdoings* I would say so much more, but I don't want to scare you away :( so glad my words can give you some sort of strength, bb, ydek ♥ and you're so much more awesome, hence my clinging ;____; well, if you don't want us to mope, you can always just...not be absent...just saying *nudges* asjdhshf unless your RL is stressing you out and keeping you busy ofc. but if you're feeling down or anything, you can always talk to us and we'll try to cheer you up somehow, k? ♥♥♥
PS: :D!!! you were talking about neglecting and being all vague with the 'break' so I wasn't sure (making me worry :|||)
good to know /izterritorialPSS: I will keep this in mind.... ♥
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 10:45 pm (UTC)hmpf.
O__________O
i wasn't doubting you, i mean, you clearly are a great and sweet girl and all, if anything, i did doubt that i could've ever left such a good impression on you. there, now you have it. and i'll put an end to this subject, because it's all turning into an awkward talk, ne. ^^;;;;;;;;;
in any case, your somewhat childish enthusiasm and your words, it's like it all brings a lovely ray of sunshine in my world. can't tell you how heartwarming it feels ♥
RL isn't stressing *facepalm*. i'll only start tmr to work more on my license project
i'm a helpless lazybum ;_____; been postponing it all weeki just don't feel like i belong here anymore. like, lj used to be my refugeand also recently, i had my awesome plurk 5nin sanctuary. you should make an account there too! i've been meaning to tell you before. idk, there's this stupid shit going on in my head but it'll pass some day. so don't worry.PS: i can't delete black_rose even if i wanted to. it's who i am and who i've been for the last 4 years :P
i'm really sorry to have made you worried orz.
PSS: how much you spoil me....♥ lol, seriously, no pressure. :D
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 11:16 pm (UTC)*slides foot in before the door closes on the subject* one of those jsyk things that I prob should've told you sooner: I admire you for being so bold and frank about things & I think we'd totally click if we met irl (or y'know, I'd follow you around lol)
and this is embarrassing but I'm getting all teary-eyed here; you and Krys are the first ppl I've grown comfortable with on lj so you're both very dear to me ♥*ok, the door can close now*^________^ ♥♥♥
Oh, that's good to hear :D :D
I'm a lazybum too; procrastination is like the essence of my life OTLall this talk of not belonging is making me >:( again. Fandom is fun and all but I don't want you thinking that I've friended you just for the Kame squeesalthough those are really fun too lol. You don't have to feel all :D!! and falily all the time, k? just be yourself ♥ and hopefully all that stupid shit in your head will clear out SOON, but I am kind enough to give you your time :| kimi ga kirai na kimi ga suki~~I'll make a plurk account if you make one, too *pouts* don't cheap out on me, AdelaPS: I think all the cryptic-ness of KT's jweb manuals have rubbed off on you lol XD but I am thankful of your sentimentality ♥ I should have remembered it before I panicked XD
PSS: I spoil becuz I love~ ;Dv
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-17 11:51 pm (UTC)and wth. i can't believe the things you just said. it's like...major shock. =| i think i still have to take it all in =|
orz and i think i'd follow' you aroundand is this where i reiterate myself about how awesome i think you are and how i admire you as well? like, from the moment i "saw" you? O.o because i'm terrible with confessions too, if i could say how much i love the few of my good fandom friends and how awesome they are and how i'd love to be like an annoying, clingy fangirl to them, i'd probably scare them off.
you make feel better about my procrastination skills.
kimi ga kirai na kimi ga suki~~
oh. low blow.
I'll make a plurk account if you make one, too *pouts* don't cheap out on me, Adela
nuuu, you'll make one cause i say so. no, really, make one. maaake. there's krys there, and...Isi and.....peeps! and lots more, and you're missing out on the fun! really!!! and also stuff being shared around like in a well-behaved elite group >:D
PS: orz. yeah, my sentimentality finally comes to good use. i can't get rid of things i'm too attached to. ;)
PSS: afsdhadgdfha you.....
I should get to sleep now.
Thank You Sara. i can't convey what i feel into words and that's all i can say right now, a huge big thank you
and that i have an urge to give you a bearhug ♥Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-18 12:34 am (UTC)I told you I'm an emotional person, didn't I? I warned you ;_; But I meant everything I said and hopefully the words will sink in soon.
I see you doubting me again :| it's time you learn to accept my words with no hesitation :| /demandingashdjk this is like a confessional XD I love you~ ♥ but I know what you mean lol. and you know how awkward I am with online interaxns, I'd be all TMI and scare them away, like Kame and his handholding XD;; you've lasted through this entire awkward convo, though. be proud ♥
but there won't be any Adela ;_______; you don't even have twitter and now you're saying you won't use your lj much ;______; at least let us be plurk buddies ;_____; you can teach me all the plurky, elitest ways :D :D pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase?
*makes whiney noises that will stop as soon as you say YES*
PS: lol I'm like that too, which I'm sure you've realised by now ;)
PPS: ♥
Sweet dreams ♥ A good night's sleep might help clear your cluttered head. *hugs*
You've conveyed it enough, so no worries there ♥ I'm here for you, bb (it's cheesy, but accept it ;p)
I don't mind a bearhug if it's from someone I like ^__^vRe: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-18 06:13 pm (UTC)i ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ u.
i went over at plurk and you know what the stupid thing did? it hadn't deleted my previous account. apparently when you click 'disable account' nothing much happens, it just...logs you out.
so...my account there is black_rose45. friend me, find more people through my f-list, then more people through their f-list, then they'll teach you the elitist ways :D *runs away*
i still wanna delete that account >.>no seriously, when you go there, you won't even have time to miss me. though i warn you i just read krys's plurk about leaving too, so...>.> but there are tons of other awesome ppl there anyway ^_________^v
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-18 07:32 pm (UTC)^________^!! plurk gets a bonus point from me, just for that. see, this is fate/destiny/kizuna telling you not to abandon
meus. It's a sign. :| /totally srs here*drags you back* but I want you as my teacher. I don't want new friends w/o the old ones ;___; that's like a house w/o a foundation; it'll crumble all around me and I'll just sit there. alone. twiddling with the leftovers ;______; < / 3 why do you insist on abandoning meee? T___T
you're more awesome to me ;o; *clings*
you....you can't just leave a string of hearts after telling me that you're abandoning me. it's not fair :(
Re: ;o;
Date: 2011-02-18 08:09 pm (UTC)and sadadakjdfga never say i disappointed you again or you'll break my heartthat's like a house w/o a foundation; it'll crumble all around me and I'll just sit there. alone. twiddling with the leftovers
awww :( that image kinda characterizes my current mood huh.
fate/kizuna lol;______; (lovely metaphor tho)so? what are you still waiting for? have you created an account yet? >.< i'm waiting for you there >.< /isweak.
:D!!!!!!!!!!!
Date: 2011-02-18 09:24 pm (UTC)I loooooooooooooooove youuuuuuuu ♥♥♥
exactly. I will guilt-trip you to hell and back if you ever try abandoning me again :( don't tread on my poor puppy paws :((
then no more of this 'I want to disappear' crap :||| i have a weak heart, ok. it can't handle all thisasdjjdklas why are you feeling like that? :(( *tries to put your house back together* Be happy, bb ♥♥♥
I am off to make one now! :D :D :D WAIT FOR MEEEEE! ♥