a -crappy- Torapon fic, I guess...
Title: The little world of Tiger and Chipmunk [standalone]
Chapters : 01. He spoiled Tomb Raider name
Genre: Band fic, -hopefully- fluff
Ratings: PG-15
Pairings: Torapon
Disclaimer: I dont own them.
Synopsis: Two weeks or four ten days without band activity mean that Tora and Hiroto will have their own little world..
Author Comment: This fic supposed to be a series, but can be read as one shot per chapter
01. He spoiled Tom Raider name
It was summer. The weather was hot outside and five head of Alice Nine trapped in studio with their listless face... except Nao. The leader still have that cheerful smile while other are almost step their feet out of studio. Shou is sleepy and his big eyes are narrowing every time he yawn, Saga is tuning his bass lazily, Tora is sitting on the floor with guitar on lap, Hiroto is checking his guitar amplifier, and the leader broke the silence by shouting ‘let’s play stray cat and be a stray cat for two weeks!’.
In one motion, four pair of eyes looked up to smiling Nao -who sat behind his drumset- questioningly. The drummer grin’s widening as his band mate’s eyes fixed on him. “Today is our last practice. We’re having a break for two weeks!”
Hearing the expected pronouncement, of course, Shou’s eyes blinking; Saga’s lips curled into smile; Nao’s face brighten as he saw his friends face in excitement. And the two guitarists were sharing a knowing looks.
Two weeks or four ten days without band activity means that Tora and Hiroto will have their own little world.
On the first day of the break, the two guitarists start their day by woke up at 1pm. Half hour later, Tora could smell his soap’s fragrance from Hiroto’s body. The boy had shower and -judge by his performance- he looks ready to hang out in Shibuya or Harajuku. Tora studying him from toe to head, “where are you going?”
Hiroto puzzling, “hang out”
“We won’t go anywhere today” Tora noted “I want to play games”
“But I want to hang out!” Hiroto insist.
“Do not Protest because I won’t hear it” Tora stood up from his bed and -soon- messing up his cd games box. He knew the other guitarist is peevish and pout. “We will go to anywhere you want tomorrow, Pon”
“Really?”
“You will decide the place for tomorrow, I swear”
And the smaller boy changes his cloth with a smile displaying dork on his lips. Hell with the dorky smile, Tora fond of it indeed.
Some minutes later, the blonde sat beside the raven. He sat on Tora’s right side on the floor, facing the TV screen.
“You’re playing Tomb Raider”
“Uh huh”
“It’s an old game. Why don’t we play a newest one?”
“Because I just want to play Tomb Rider and I need you to cheers me”
“Cheers? Like those girls with mini skirt and yell ‘Go Tora go’?”
The raven shook his head, “I would like to see you with mini skirt and yell ‘go Tora go’ for me, but you just need to do this…” Tora kissed Hiroto’s cheek “...or this” he kissed Hiroto’s lips softly.
“Cheers like that will break your concentration, you know”
“There is a ‘pause’ button on controller, Pon”
“Okay… just start the game now”
At the first ten minutes of the game, Tora got a peck on his upper arm already. In an hour, the raven got three kisses on cheeks and one kiss on lips. The next hour, Tora got five kisses on lips and Hiroto getting bored. He left Tora and heading to the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later, Hiroto’s back and sat next to Tora again with a bowl of ramen, two cans of ocha, and a box of chocolate. The younger eat the ramen and cheering Tora with those foods, he feed the raven as kiss substitution.
“Onaka ga ippai~” Hiroto rubbed his full stomach and watch the TV screen again. Tora surely had reached a high level, three more stage and he will end the game as the winner. Hiroto watched the screen intensely, he mumbled and screamed - even cursed as the game getting straining.
Finally… Hiroto's eyes widened.
“I can’t believe this”
Tora muted.
“I spent four hours to watching you play this game and cheer you with pecks, kisses, food and you’re dead just because a dog bite your leg?!”
Tora grinned.
“At least, if you have to dead on this game, it’s because you got shoot...” Hiroto breathed and try to calm himself “you spoiled Tomb Raider’s name, you know” and the younger just ready to stood up when Tora’s hand grabbed him then make Hiroto fell on Tora's lap.
The raven head surely do something to the smaller boy to cool him down…
~OWARI~
PS; ah, I know this is a crappy fic…