Shag, Shoot, Marry (one-shot)
Title: Shag, Shoot, Marry (aka All the reasons why Daiki would shag, shoot, AND marry Takaki)
Author: keeconk
Pairings: TaDaiki
Word count: 1,253 words
Rating: PG
Summary: Well, all reasons why Daiki would shag, shoot, and marry Takaki of course. I don't have any better summary than this :P
A.N.: Self-beta'ed. Made for tadaiki_ai's love-a-thon.
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Shag.
Daiki didn’t really hate summer. It was hot, sweaty, humid and yeah, sometimes uncomfortable; but he didn’t hate summer. Who would hate summer when they had such awesome summer break? He got to wear flip-flop and he would have reason to wear those awesome new sunglasses that he bought during spring.
But for some weird reason, he had come to the realisation that maybe, just maybe, summer wasn’t meant for him. Especially when the person sitting beside him had just started to sing White Christmas, again. Like for the billion times that day alone. Why would anyone sing White Christmas in the middle of summer?!
“Takaki, shut up!! If you sing White Christmas one more time, that ah-so-awesome-and-flamboyant hair would come to an end. And I’d make sure it’d happen,” Daiki complained, sinking himself on the dressing room couch.
Takaki stared at Daiki, and the latter swore that Takaki just grinned mischievously. “I’m dreaming of a white Christma-…”
Before the older guy managed to finish singing the first line, Daiki’s slipper had magically pasted on Takaki’s face. “I’m serious, Bakaki! One more time, and you can say bye bye to that oh-I-need-to-try-KimuTaku-style hair,” warned the shorter guy.
And at last, Takaki went quite. Finally some peace, Daiki thought. He sank himself even deeper on the couch as he closed his eyes. Well, it was summer after all. It was too hot to move around and it was a good reason to sleep. Soon enough, the smallest BEST member started to doze off.
It was peace and quite, and Daiki was almost perfectly able to picture himself with a white shirt and pants flying up high to the sky. There was a pair of wings at his back and it was a really, really pretty dream. Well, at least until someone whispered on his ear.
“Jingle bell~.. jingle bell.. jingle all the way~..”
Daiki’s eyes flew open, only to find Takaki giggling beside him. “For the love of God, stop singing any Christmas carol in the middle of hot summer!!!” Daiki stood up, hand reaching out Takaki’s perfectly ironed hair before then pulling it hard. He pulled it so hard that he was able to smash Takaki to the couch.
With a really angry face, Daiki humped out from the dressing room. He grunted silently and swore that one fine day he would definitely shave off Takaki’s head if that guy annoyed him ever again.
On the other hand, Ryutaro could only stare at Takaki. He was doing his summer homework right across where Takaki and Daiki were sitting. Ryutaro’s face was flat, no real expression, but he was definitely staring at Takaki who was moping at what Daiki just did to him.
“You asked for it,” Ryutaro commented.
“But it was a different song!!” defended Takaki.
Shoot.
Daiki scratched his head when the director said they needed to redo the steps again. How many times should they do this?! He didn’t really understand why they just have to rehearse the dancing part of Mayokana no Shadow Boy over and over again. It wasn’t that he did any mistakes anyway.
“Gosh. I messed all the rehearsal then,” someone said to the camera.
The chubby cheeked guy quickly turned his head to whoever was saying that line. Someone apparently was the cause of all this repetition. Goodness gracious, could he get his steps right already?! And of course, it wasn’t surprising when he found out that it was Takaki that spoke to the cameraman.
Takaki noticed Daiki’s stare and quickly added more to his little behind the making comment. “I’ll match the length of Arioka-kun’s leg~,” he said flatly.
“I heard that,” Daiki pointed a finger at Takaki as he walked closer to the older boy.
Of course, Takaki just giggled as he pretended to fix his shirt and belt. When Daiki left to go the stage side, Takaki quickly followed the younger guy with his famous girly and annoying giggle. “Don’t come near me,” Daiki rolled his eyes. He even pushed Takaki aside. Really, who would like it when someone just made fun of his height! He knew that he wasn’t that tall (okay, okay, he knew that he was short), but there was no need for Takaki to remind him about it.
Takaki’s annoying behaviour didn’t end there. When he got to use the camera to film around the set, Takaki quickly tried to find where Daiki was. He didn’t say much as he filmed Daiki who was trying to get his iPod charger from his bag. “Leave me alone and go film someone else, would you?”
Instead of doing what Daiki told him to, Takaki put down the camera on the table and made sure that it’d film Daiki. “The camera is fixed on him~,” Takaki chuckled as he walked away.
Daiki just laughed to the camera once he was done with his little battle with his iPod charger cable. He shot Takaki with the water hose from the set right after he turned the camera off.
Marry.
It somewhat felt like a déjà vu to Daiki. He was at the cashier to pay for his meal, and somehow, he just couldn’t find his wallet. He checked every single pocket of his baggy pants but yet he couldn’t find his wallet. That was a really, really, really bad timing to forget his wallet. He was about to turn to Inoo so that the latter could lend him some money first when Takaki stepped forward and drew out his own wallet. “For my meals and this shortie’s over here,” he said calmly.
And Daiki was pretty sure that this happened before! He was so sure that there was one time when he forgot his wallet and Takaki paid for both of them as if nothing was wrong. When Takaki bought him his train ticket too, Daiki swore in the name of Pocky that this happened too before.
“You don’t have money for your ticket, right?” said Takaki, shoving the small paper card to the shorter guy.
“Thanks a lot,” he mumbled. He wasn’t really sure how to react to it.
“It’s late, I’ll send you home,” Takaki added.
Daiki wanted to say that he didn’t have too, but it was kind of too late because Takaki grinned as he showed the younger guy his own ticket. It was clearly a ticket to go to the station where Daiki would get off.
It was a quiet journey. Daiki wasn’t really used to Takaki being all kind like that. He knew that Takaki was actually a really caring person despite of those childish acts. But to actually being the one that Takaki was being kind to, was somehow making him feel a little bit uncomfortable.
“Thanks,” he said when they reached his house.
“No problem.”
“You don’t really have to send me home actually,” he added. “But you kind of did.”
“Well, it’s getting late. It’s not safe.”
“Err.. I’m a guy. Duh.”
“People won’t think you’re a guy with this kind of face,” Takaki chuckled, pinching lightly Daiki’s cheeks. He laughed as he gave Takaki a soft punch on the chest. Oh well, it wasn’t actually so bad; you know, this whole Takaki being nice thing. At least for once they didn’t have to fight.
“Night then. See you tomorrow,” the older guy leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips before he walked away.
Daiki stood still in front of his housegate, staring blankly at Takaki’s back as the other guy left. “Night…” he mumbled, blushing.
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I can assure you that at least 30% of this fic is real. Daiki does hate Takaki singing Christmas carols in the middle of summer, most of MNSB PV part was real, and Takaki did pay for Daiki's meal and ticket when the latter forgot his wallet :D
I'm kind of ahead from my revision timetable, so I used the extra time I had today to clear off my mind from my heavy readings for the exam by making this one-shot. Hope you like it. Am I getting better yet at fluff?
P.S. I'm still looking for someone with good English to beta my fics. PM me if you're interested.
Author: keeconk
Pairings: TaDaiki
Word count: 1,253 words
Rating: PG
Summary: Well, all reasons why Daiki would shag, shoot, and marry Takaki of course. I don't have any better summary than this :P
A.N.: Self-beta'ed. Made for tadaiki_ai's love-a-thon.
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Shag.
Daiki didn’t really hate summer. It was hot, sweaty, humid and yeah, sometimes uncomfortable; but he didn’t hate summer. Who would hate summer when they had such awesome summer break? He got to wear flip-flop and he would have reason to wear those awesome new sunglasses that he bought during spring.
But for some weird reason, he had come to the realisation that maybe, just maybe, summer wasn’t meant for him. Especially when the person sitting beside him had just started to sing White Christmas, again. Like for the billion times that day alone. Why would anyone sing White Christmas in the middle of summer?!
“Takaki, shut up!! If you sing White Christmas one more time, that ah-so-awesome-and-flamboyant hair would come to an end. And I’d make sure it’d happen,” Daiki complained, sinking himself on the dressing room couch.
Takaki stared at Daiki, and the latter swore that Takaki just grinned mischievously. “I’m dreaming of a white Christma-…”
Before the older guy managed to finish singing the first line, Daiki’s slipper had magically pasted on Takaki’s face. “I’m serious, Bakaki! One more time, and you can say bye bye to that oh-I-need-to-try-KimuTaku-style hair,” warned the shorter guy.
And at last, Takaki went quite. Finally some peace, Daiki thought. He sank himself even deeper on the couch as he closed his eyes. Well, it was summer after all. It was too hot to move around and it was a good reason to sleep. Soon enough, the smallest BEST member started to doze off.
It was peace and quite, and Daiki was almost perfectly able to picture himself with a white shirt and pants flying up high to the sky. There was a pair of wings at his back and it was a really, really pretty dream. Well, at least until someone whispered on his ear.
“Jingle bell~.. jingle bell.. jingle all the way~..”
Daiki’s eyes flew open, only to find Takaki giggling beside him. “For the love of God, stop singing any Christmas carol in the middle of hot summer!!!” Daiki stood up, hand reaching out Takaki’s perfectly ironed hair before then pulling it hard. He pulled it so hard that he was able to smash Takaki to the couch.
With a really angry face, Daiki humped out from the dressing room. He grunted silently and swore that one fine day he would definitely shave off Takaki’s head if that guy annoyed him ever again.
On the other hand, Ryutaro could only stare at Takaki. He was doing his summer homework right across where Takaki and Daiki were sitting. Ryutaro’s face was flat, no real expression, but he was definitely staring at Takaki who was moping at what Daiki just did to him.
“You asked for it,” Ryutaro commented.
“But it was a different song!!” defended Takaki.
Shoot.
Daiki scratched his head when the director said they needed to redo the steps again. How many times should they do this?! He didn’t really understand why they just have to rehearse the dancing part of Mayokana no Shadow Boy over and over again. It wasn’t that he did any mistakes anyway.
“Gosh. I messed all the rehearsal then,” someone said to the camera.
The chubby cheeked guy quickly turned his head to whoever was saying that line. Someone apparently was the cause of all this repetition. Goodness gracious, could he get his steps right already?! And of course, it wasn’t surprising when he found out that it was Takaki that spoke to the cameraman.
Takaki noticed Daiki’s stare and quickly added more to his little behind the making comment. “I’ll match the length of Arioka-kun’s leg~,” he said flatly.
“I heard that,” Daiki pointed a finger at Takaki as he walked closer to the older boy.
Of course, Takaki just giggled as he pretended to fix his shirt and belt. When Daiki left to go the stage side, Takaki quickly followed the younger guy with his famous girly and annoying giggle. “Don’t come near me,” Daiki rolled his eyes. He even pushed Takaki aside. Really, who would like it when someone just made fun of his height! He knew that he wasn’t that tall (okay, okay, he knew that he was short), but there was no need for Takaki to remind him about it.
Takaki’s annoying behaviour didn’t end there. When he got to use the camera to film around the set, Takaki quickly tried to find where Daiki was. He didn’t say much as he filmed Daiki who was trying to get his iPod charger from his bag. “Leave me alone and go film someone else, would you?”
Instead of doing what Daiki told him to, Takaki put down the camera on the table and made sure that it’d film Daiki. “The camera is fixed on him~,” Takaki chuckled as he walked away.
Daiki just laughed to the camera once he was done with his little battle with his iPod charger cable. He shot Takaki with the water hose from the set right after he turned the camera off.
Marry.
It somewhat felt like a déjà vu to Daiki. He was at the cashier to pay for his meal, and somehow, he just couldn’t find his wallet. He checked every single pocket of his baggy pants but yet he couldn’t find his wallet. That was a really, really, really bad timing to forget his wallet. He was about to turn to Inoo so that the latter could lend him some money first when Takaki stepped forward and drew out his own wallet. “For my meals and this shortie’s over here,” he said calmly.
And Daiki was pretty sure that this happened before! He was so sure that there was one time when he forgot his wallet and Takaki paid for both of them as if nothing was wrong. When Takaki bought him his train ticket too, Daiki swore in the name of Pocky that this happened too before.
“You don’t have money for your ticket, right?” said Takaki, shoving the small paper card to the shorter guy.
“Thanks a lot,” he mumbled. He wasn’t really sure how to react to it.
“It’s late, I’ll send you home,” Takaki added.
Daiki wanted to say that he didn’t have too, but it was kind of too late because Takaki grinned as he showed the younger guy his own ticket. It was clearly a ticket to go to the station where Daiki would get off.
It was a quiet journey. Daiki wasn’t really used to Takaki being all kind like that. He knew that Takaki was actually a really caring person despite of those childish acts. But to actually being the one that Takaki was being kind to, was somehow making him feel a little bit uncomfortable.
“Thanks,” he said when they reached his house.
“No problem.”
“You don’t really have to send me home actually,” he added. “But you kind of did.”
“Well, it’s getting late. It’s not safe.”
“Err.. I’m a guy. Duh.”
“People won’t think you’re a guy with this kind of face,” Takaki chuckled, pinching lightly Daiki’s cheeks. He laughed as he gave Takaki a soft punch on the chest. Oh well, it wasn’t actually so bad; you know, this whole Takaki being nice thing. At least for once they didn’t have to fight.
“Night then. See you tomorrow,” the older guy leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips before he walked away.
Daiki stood still in front of his housegate, staring blankly at Takaki’s back as the other guy left. “Night…” he mumbled, blushing.
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I can assure you that at least 30% of this fic is real. Daiki does hate Takaki singing Christmas carols in the middle of summer, most of MNSB PV part was real, and Takaki did pay for Daiki's meal and ticket when the latter forgot his wallet :D
I'm kind of ahead from my revision timetable, so I used the extra time I had today to clear off my mind from my heavy readings for the exam by making this one-shot. Hope you like it. Am I getting better yet at fluff?
P.S. I'm still looking for someone with good English to beta my fics. PM me if you're interested.