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Title: ..ihavenotitleforthisaaaaaa
Author: baliwnababae
Pairing: Yamada Ryosuke/Shida Mirai
Genre: ...dolphins and puppies. and kittens.
Disclaimer: ...no shit. for real.
Warnings: Chinen is awesome. POINTLESS FLIRTING AHEAD, SORRY. I have not written anything in ages and jskdfh SHUT UP DDD; I just wanted to finish this ASAP so it was rushed and all lalalala >/

DEDICATED TO MY MOST FAVORITE AUNTIE xoxozyn because she has spoiled me a lot during her free time hee. *u*








Tuesday after class, autumn. An idol and an actress are left alone in the four corners of their classroom. Horikoshi, Tokyo, Japan--despite its strict rules on female-male interaction, closeness-- is still firm on its cleaning duties.


"Yamada-kun, you're hot..." Spontaneous. Straight to the point.

Three blinks. He leans on the palm that touches his face. "Yeah, I, umm, kind of get that a lot. I don't intend to brag but--"

Once sweet, now harsh. Mirai teaches him a lesson about how 'not to brag'. "I meant it quite literally, idiot." His face stretches to one side.

"Ow." Ryosuke whines. Taking her hand, he rests it with his head on the table, breathing onto it. "Nnngh.."

"What happened to you?"

She receives a lazy answer of a mumbled 'nothing' which she didn't audibly understand, but it was Ryosuke. Spending a fair, cough, amount of time with him (during proper hours, of course. Like when she visits the Yamada residence to say hi to Kuu-chan, or when he asks her to meet him at the nearby playground one hour after her nightly bath ((just to say hi, too, and probably an I miss you or something equally cheesy)). Proper hours, meaning, usually out of public (((scary fangirls and paparazzi))) eyeshot.) made her understand most--if not yet all-- of the subtext in his actions.

"Don't lie to me." He raises his eyebrows and lays his tired eyes on her pretty, pretty face. "Well?" Impatient; he can almost hear her tapping her foot repeatedly. Almost.

"You haven't been getting some decent sleep, have you?" Obvious.

She feels a warm air on her arm; he sighs. "When I told Interviewer-san that I had an average sleep of five hours, I lied." He admits. "Sometimes I only really get an hour, maybe two, and sometimes it's during Math class."

Mirai finds herself petting his messy bangs with the tips of the fingers of her free hand (the one that Ryosuke has not yet taken and silently claimed as his property) while worrying for her, cough and cough, special friend. Ryosuke only cuddles her, oh wait, 'his' (third) arm closer to his chest and links fingers with it.

And then silence. One, two minutes.

"Cancel all your appointments for this afternoon and go straight home." It was not a request, nor a suggestion. Like a mother, she commands him.

He straightens on his seat, surprised. He feels dizzy at the suddenness of his actions. "Ehh!? But I can't do that."

Her eyebrows cross, a frown on her lips. He knows that face that clearly tells him to JUST DO IT. "Yes, you can." Firm.

If it was even possible for his face to fall. "Fine. What do I get from this?"

"Health?" As a matter of fact.

"I might not be able to get you a Christmas gift. It was going to come from the paycheck that I'd receive from this proje-- ow."

"Idiot." But she knows that he is joking. Mirai knows that Ryosuke, money or no money, will be with her during Christmas Eve anyway. They have decided that they will heat canned tuna on that day and bake Christmas cookies (Mirai volunteered for her little sister to help them; Ryosuke deadpanned at first, but later on found it cute.) and watch pretty fireworks from Mirai's backyard. He promised, and she knows he will do it because anyone who doesn't fulfill his pinky promise will be pricked by a thousand needles and grow hair on their butt. Ryosuke hates needles; Ryosuke does not want hair coming out of his butt.

"Make me feel better?" She thinks that he is pouting. Taking a closer look, she realizes what he wants. And she, well naturally, blushes and looks away.

"T-that's.. it's not time to be s-silly."

She avoids his eyes because, ugh. "Stupid Yamada! We're in school!"

"Just a quick one, pleeease?" He closes his eyes and leans in, her hand still in his. She bites her lower lip to stop it from trembling.

When he does not feel a response, he opens his eyes and pouts at her--this time for real-- trying to act cute, wondering if the Chinen Style would work on her too. Because Ryosuke believes that it works on everybody; knowing from experience; not that he intended to tell her about this. He stares at her intensely for a few more seconds.

He expects a punch in the face, and Ryosuke is never wrong. But if Ryosuke believes that he is never wrong, Mirai always proves otherwise. She is always able to catch him off guard, for example, at times like this.

What he was not expecting is her soft, strawberry-flavored (chosen by him-- not that he had the intention of tasting it from her, really. Honest!) glossed lips on his.

It lasts for about three seconds and he finds himself leaning lower, following her as she pulls away, until he feels that she is far enough (not really,) to bring an end (much as his heart refuses) to the kiss.

Ryosuke smiles. He sees her biting her lip again, nervous. "You look cute when you blush," he teases.

"Just... get better, okay?"





Ryosuke thinks that he should get sick more often.

Comments

[yoljong.livejournal.com]

RYOSUKE IS NEVER WRONG oic

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GO AWAYYYYY

[yoljong.livejournal.com]

"Yamada-kun, you're hot..." Spontaneous. Straight to the point.

Three blinks. He leans on the palm that touches his face. "Yeah, I, umm, kind of get that a lot. I don't intend to brag but--"

lol my favorite part OH YAMADA, YOU DITZY BOY.

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

lmao |D;;

[xoxzyn.livejournal.com]

WHY AM I NOT FIRST

[yoljong.livejournal.com]

TOO SLOW

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

SARA IS AN EVIL, EVIL NINJA D8

[yoljong.livejournal.com]

I love that line for some reason.

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

fff I love the line that comes after >/ I SOUND SO CONCEITED

[xoxzyn.livejournal.com]

AJHGDSJHAGSK BRB TRYING NOT TO SQUEE IN THE EMPTY HALLS.

ILYYY. WRITE MORE. I DEMAND.

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

I CANNOT ANYMORE D8

[xoxzyn.livejournal.com]

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

SDJKFGKSDFGJ DO NOT QUOTE THINGS IN LARGE FONT YOU WILL KILL ME


/SO EMBARRASSED OMG D;

[koimei.livejournal.com]

a;slkdfj YAMASHI♥

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

YOUR ICON *u*

[mitchy-fleur.livejournal.com]

YamaShi makes me happy when nishiuchi comes popping out from my mind.
Thanks!

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

;w;)♥ Thank you for reading~

[xoxzyn.livejournal.com]

THIS HAS REACHED 72 COMMENTS IN LESS THAN AN HOUR XD

[yoljong.livejournal.com]

We are spam whores, clearly.

[panpanpancake.livejournal.com]

"You look cute when you blush," he teases.

this reminds me of some TakaYama fic

you should write more often ):

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

Why Mina. ;w;)

Ehh..

[yutoholic.livejournal.com]

I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS

I. AM. LATE. well my presence is not important so yeah. BUT ;_;

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YAMASHI MY KOKORO *u* .////.

But why do I get a feeling that this is a yamasachi in camouflage 8D

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

IT IS IMPORTANT YOU'RE ONE OF MY FAVORITE YAMASHI FANGIRLS ♥♥♥

...shut up it's not ;A; I DON'T SEE IT.

[kono-sora-ni.livejournal.com]

I LOVE THIS. LIKE BURNING. ♥

Now that fact is out of the way...I really did enjoy this fic. There's a soft, almost ephemeral feel to the fic. Like you know it's going to end but it's just so sweet and...guh. Adorable. You should write more often!

They have decided that they will heat canned tuna on that day and bake Christmas cookies
This cracks me up. Because my first thought was them making cookies with tuna. XDDD Epic fail.

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

@////@ THE HUGE FONTS KILL ME sjkf ...♥

..like you know it's going to end BUT YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO END IT BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT TO? lol that's what happened to me. ;w; ... dfkg Thank so much I feel so embarrassed though XD;


N-no that's my epic fail at constructing sentences ;;;

[chiiakii07.livejournal.com]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
yamashi <333

asdkjg /kilig!

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

dsjkf jhamiiii ;w;) ♥

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

♥♥♥

[strawberryrin.livejournal.com]

my kokoro just died. REVIVE IT REVIVE IT.

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

/REVIVES

[28a.livejournal.com]

I AM NOW INSPIRED TO WRITE ;w;b

you should write more Sachiiii

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

GO ANNA GO

...no.

[urufuchinen.livejournal.com]

Oh. Crap. Why. Am. I. So. Freakin. Late.
This has reached 109 comments~???????????? OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!

This is... This is....
Excuse me.
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What he was not expecting is her soft, strawberry-flavored (chosen by him-- not that he had the intention of tasting it from her, really. Honest!) glossed lips on his.

It lasts for about three seconds and he finds himself leaning lower, following her as she pulls away, until he feels that she is far enough (not really,) to bring an end (much as his heart refuses) to the kiss.

*gasps gasps gasps gasps gasp* Strawberry-flavored glossed lips *gasps gasps gasps gasps*
Seriously. You're freakin' awesome. Really.
*bows down*

[baliwnababae.livejournal.com]

l-lol but it's just spam D8

kjdfsf ;w; I'm glad you liked it. Thank you for reading~♥

[riiadaisukiyo.livejournal.com]

the yamashi fluff!!!! <3