~Blind Date (Multi-Chapter)~
Title: Blind Date (2/3?)
Author: Jen
Pairings: TakaYama
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/Romance & AU
Summary: Yamada ends up participating in a blind date without realizing it.
Notes: Still not done with it but I'll try to work on it soon? xD
Not my best work, I can assure you that. xP With a crappy title.
Comments are really appreciated!
"A blind date," Takaki added, drinking his ice water.
Yamada almost choked on his strawberry smoothie as he started to cough. "Can you repeat that?" he asked, not sure if he was hearing right.
Takaki rolled his eyes. "Do you have hearing problems or something?"
Yamada felt an anger mark pop out. So this Takaki-kun is now showing his true colors, huh?
"No, this isn't a dream. How can a dream be so real? Do you need me to do something to prove that it's not one?" Takaki leaned over the table and pinched Yamada's right cheek.
Yamada had expected Takaki to pinch hard like all the others who previously enjoyed doing that so he had closed his eyes. But all he felt was a gentle squeeze, almost like a mom doting on her baby.
His heart lifted up a bit. Maybe he's not such a bad guy after a-
"Chubby. Your cheeks are so squishy. Maybe you should go on a diet," Takaki commented as he pulled back, calmly taking a sip of his glass.
Yamada growled and decided that overall, this Takaki guy was just a jerk. "For your information, I am NOT chushy or squibby!" Yamada exclaimed with a huff. "I am perfectly fine, thank you very much! Now I shall leave because I need to study." Yamada stood up with a frown.
"Are you an 'A' student?"
"Yeah, so what? Why do you want to know?" Yamada shot back with a glare.
Takaki had on a smug look. "Last time I checked, chushy and squibby weren't words. Are you sure that you're an 'A' student?"
Yamada was getting more irked than usual. Takaki had got him right there. "I didn't say chushy or squibby!" denied the younger boy.
"Yes, you did. Unlike a certain strawberry lover, I don't have hearing problems like an old lady," Takaki said with a smile.
Yamada felt irritated more than ever. "I'm not girly, damnit!"
Takaki raised an eyebrow. "I never said you were girly. You said it yourself."
"Fine... you were implying that I was!" Yamada didn't even know why he was still here, arguing with Takaki. Jerk, Jerk, JERK!
"You shouldn't assume things so easily. Don't they teach you that in your prestigious school?"
That was the last straw as Yamada threw his jacket at Takaki's face. "JERK!" Takaki took off the jacket and paused for a moment.
"What?" Yamada wondered what had happened. Maybe he's gonna apologize?
Takaki put his nose in the jacket and then murmured, "Why does this smell like strawberries?"
Yamada snatched his jacket back and glowered at Takaki. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Actually I would." Takaki grinned. "Don't tell me you use those girly strawberry sprays."
Yamada kept his mouth shut as Takaki got him there once again. How the hell does he know? "Sh-shut up!"
"Oh crap... seriously? I was just kidding..." Takaki admitted, eyes full of amusement.
"Why you little... BUTTHEAD!" Yamada smothered the jacket in Takaki's face as the older boy tried fending off his attacker.
"You know..." Takaki grunted, trying to push off the latter. "You're not a very nice... person... do you only do this when you're on... your first blind date?" Takaki had finally grabbed both of Yamada's wrist, stopping him.
Yamada squirmed. "We're not on a date," he hissed.
"By the way, do you even know what position we're in?" Takaki questioned.
Yamada looked down to see himself so close to Takaki, sitting on his stomach. He also felt pairs of eyes staring from behind.
"Oh and did I mention, that we're in a public place where everyone can see?"
The little boy turned scarlet as he jumped off of Takaki, flustered.
Takaki sat up, straightening his shirt with a nonchalant look as if nothing had just happened. He took out his wallet and placed the amount on the bill plus a tip on the tray. Then he stood up, taking the strawberry scented jacket and the strawberry smoothie. "Come on, let's go."
Too embarrassed, Yamada diligently followed Takaki out the door with his head hung low and his cheeks tinting pink.
He heard some slurping sounds coming from Takaki and creased his eyebrows. As he caught up to Takaki, he saw the older boy slurping the smoothie. His strawberry smoothie.
"Hey... that's my strawberry smoothie..." Yamada muttered.
"Well, I paid for it," Takaki said, waving the smoothie in his face.
Whenever Yamada tried to grab it, Takaki would raise it up high. Even when Yamada jumped as high as he could, he couldn't reach it. I hate being short!
Finally he just gave up after trying who knows how many times. Yamada felt dejected as he saw half of the content gone already. "Where are we going?"
Takaki ignored his question. "Where do you live?"
Yamada told him his address before realizing that he had just given it to a jerk. He kicked a stick on the ground out of frustration. NINCOMPOOP! IMBECILE! BLOCKHEAD! IGNORAMUS! TWIT! AAAARGH!!! He continued to think of more synonyms and maybe one or two colorful words in his mind.
"Relax, I'm only walking you home like a good date should be," Takaki assured him as he offered the rest of the smoothie to Yamada.
Yamada looked at Takaki suspiciously, thinking that there's the possibility that the older boy would pull it away once he tried to get it. He cautiously took the drink from Takaki's hands. As he placed his mouth over the straw, he froze at the word Takaki had just said.
"Kiss..." Takaki smirked, bending a bit lower so that he was at the level of Yamada. "An indirect kiss~" Then he continued walking.
Yamada's eyes widened, not sure if he should freak out and throw the smoothie away or just ignore him and finish the melted but sweet strawberry smoothie. But even if it was an indirect kiss, wouldn't that still be considered a kiss? Did this mean that he just kissed Takaki???
Takaki started to laugh, breaking his train of thought. "Do you really need to think about this? Let me tell you something. A real kiss happens with someone you like. And I mean like like."
As Takaki's words sunk in, he nodded happily and continued drinking. But then he remembered the last sentence he said. "I know which like it was! You didn't have to tell me!" he exclaimed, running a bit to catch up to Takaki. Trying to make me feel dumb...
"Suuure you did," Takaki said in a voice that implied that he wasn't convinced at all. "Well... we're here already."
"Eh? Already?" Yamada blinked as he saw that they were indeed in front of his house. So fast...
"What? Did you want our date to last longer?" cooed Takaki in a childish voice.
"NO!" Yamada automatically replied with a 'hmph'. Arrogant... conceited...
Takaki grinned. "Did you have fun?"
Yamada didn't really like that grin on Takaki's face. "I certainly did NOT!"
"Well, I did. I had more fun than I had for a long while," Takaki said with a gentle expression, looking off in the distance as a breeze fluttered his hair to the side.
Yamada softened as he saw the sincerity in Takaki's eyes. He's not so bad...
"Already fallen for me?"
His heart stopped briefly. "In your dreams, you jerk!" He stuck out his tongue and took out his keys to open the door to his house. Yamada felt a presence behind him and something covering his back. Somehow his cheeks grew warmer as a scent overwhelmed his senses.
"You forgot your jacket," Takaki whispered from behind.
Yamada could feel his heart beating irregularly and his stomach started to feel weird. What is this feeling?
"Chubby and squishy Yamada-kun."
Yamada was suddenly irked as he opened the door and slammed it in Takaki's face, yelling, "JERK!" As he calmed down a bit after a little while, he leaned against his door. Somehow, he felt a tinge of sadness.
Takaki whistled as he slipped his hands in the pockets, walking away and smiling.
"Pfft, chushy and squibby."
Author: Jen
Pairings: TakaYama
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/Romance & AU
Summary: Yamada ends up participating in a blind date without realizing it.
Notes: Still not done with it but I'll try to work on it soon? xD
Not my best work, I can assure you that. xP With a crappy title.
Comments are really appreciated!
"A blind date," Takaki added, drinking his ice water.
Yamada almost choked on his strawberry smoothie as he started to cough. "Can you repeat that?" he asked, not sure if he was hearing right.
Takaki rolled his eyes. "Do you have hearing problems or something?"
Yamada felt an anger mark pop out. So this Takaki-kun is now showing his true colors, huh?
"No, this isn't a dream. How can a dream be so real? Do you need me to do something to prove that it's not one?" Takaki leaned over the table and pinched Yamada's right cheek.
Yamada had expected Takaki to pinch hard like all the others who previously enjoyed doing that so he had closed his eyes. But all he felt was a gentle squeeze, almost like a mom doting on her baby.
His heart lifted up a bit. Maybe he's not such a bad guy after a-
"Chubby. Your cheeks are so squishy. Maybe you should go on a diet," Takaki commented as he pulled back, calmly taking a sip of his glass.
Yamada growled and decided that overall, this Takaki guy was just a jerk. "For your information, I am NOT chushy or squibby!" Yamada exclaimed with a huff. "I am perfectly fine, thank you very much! Now I shall leave because I need to study." Yamada stood up with a frown.
"Are you an 'A' student?"
"Yeah, so what? Why do you want to know?" Yamada shot back with a glare.
Takaki had on a smug look. "Last time I checked, chushy and squibby weren't words. Are you sure that you're an 'A' student?"
Yamada was getting more irked than usual. Takaki had got him right there. "I didn't say chushy or squibby!" denied the younger boy.
"Yes, you did. Unlike a certain strawberry lover, I don't have hearing problems like an old lady," Takaki said with a smile.
Yamada felt irritated more than ever. "I'm not girly, damnit!"
Takaki raised an eyebrow. "I never said you were girly. You said it yourself."
"Fine... you were implying that I was!" Yamada didn't even know why he was still here, arguing with Takaki. Jerk, Jerk, JERK!
"You shouldn't assume things so easily. Don't they teach you that in your prestigious school?"
That was the last straw as Yamada threw his jacket at Takaki's face. "JERK!" Takaki took off the jacket and paused for a moment.
"What?" Yamada wondered what had happened. Maybe he's gonna apologize?
Takaki put his nose in the jacket and then murmured, "Why does this smell like strawberries?"
Yamada snatched his jacket back and glowered at Takaki. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Actually I would." Takaki grinned. "Don't tell me you use those girly strawberry sprays."
Yamada kept his mouth shut as Takaki got him there once again. How the hell does he know? "Sh-shut up!"
"Oh crap... seriously? I was just kidding..." Takaki admitted, eyes full of amusement.
"Why you little... BUTTHEAD!" Yamada smothered the jacket in Takaki's face as the older boy tried fending off his attacker.
"You know..." Takaki grunted, trying to push off the latter. "You're not a very nice... person... do you only do this when you're on... your first blind date?" Takaki had finally grabbed both of Yamada's wrist, stopping him.
Yamada squirmed. "We're not on a date," he hissed.
"By the way, do you even know what position we're in?" Takaki questioned.
Yamada looked down to see himself so close to Takaki, sitting on his stomach. He also felt pairs of eyes staring from behind.
"Oh and did I mention, that we're in a public place where everyone can see?"
The little boy turned scarlet as he jumped off of Takaki, flustered.
Takaki sat up, straightening his shirt with a nonchalant look as if nothing had just happened. He took out his wallet and placed the amount on the bill plus a tip on the tray. Then he stood up, taking the strawberry scented jacket and the strawberry smoothie. "Come on, let's go."
Too embarrassed, Yamada diligently followed Takaki out the door with his head hung low and his cheeks tinting pink.
He heard some slurping sounds coming from Takaki and creased his eyebrows. As he caught up to Takaki, he saw the older boy slurping the smoothie. His strawberry smoothie.
"Hey... that's my strawberry smoothie..." Yamada muttered.
"Well, I paid for it," Takaki said, waving the smoothie in his face.
Whenever Yamada tried to grab it, Takaki would raise it up high. Even when Yamada jumped as high as he could, he couldn't reach it. I hate being short!
Finally he just gave up after trying who knows how many times. Yamada felt dejected as he saw half of the content gone already. "Where are we going?"
Takaki ignored his question. "Where do you live?"
Yamada told him his address before realizing that he had just given it to a jerk. He kicked a stick on the ground out of frustration. NINCOMPOOP! IMBECILE! BLOCKHEAD! IGNORAMUS! TWIT! AAAARGH!!! He continued to think of more synonyms and maybe one or two colorful words in his mind.
"Relax, I'm only walking you home like a good date should be," Takaki assured him as he offered the rest of the smoothie to Yamada.
Yamada looked at Takaki suspiciously, thinking that there's the possibility that the older boy would pull it away once he tried to get it. He cautiously took the drink from Takaki's hands. As he placed his mouth over the straw, he froze at the word Takaki had just said.
"Kiss..." Takaki smirked, bending a bit lower so that he was at the level of Yamada. "An indirect kiss~" Then he continued walking.
Yamada's eyes widened, not sure if he should freak out and throw the smoothie away or just ignore him and finish the melted but sweet strawberry smoothie. But even if it was an indirect kiss, wouldn't that still be considered a kiss? Did this mean that he just kissed Takaki???
Takaki started to laugh, breaking his train of thought. "Do you really need to think about this? Let me tell you something. A real kiss happens with someone you like. And I mean like like."
As Takaki's words sunk in, he nodded happily and continued drinking. But then he remembered the last sentence he said. "I know which like it was! You didn't have to tell me!" he exclaimed, running a bit to catch up to Takaki. Trying to make me feel dumb...
"Suuure you did," Takaki said in a voice that implied that he wasn't convinced at all. "Well... we're here already."
"Eh? Already?" Yamada blinked as he saw that they were indeed in front of his house. So fast...
"What? Did you want our date to last longer?" cooed Takaki in a childish voice.
"NO!" Yamada automatically replied with a 'hmph'. Arrogant... conceited...
Takaki grinned. "Did you have fun?"
Yamada didn't really like that grin on Takaki's face. "I certainly did NOT!"
"Well, I did. I had more fun than I had for a long while," Takaki said with a gentle expression, looking off in the distance as a breeze fluttered his hair to the side.
Yamada softened as he saw the sincerity in Takaki's eyes. He's not so bad...
"Already fallen for me?"
His heart stopped briefly. "In your dreams, you jerk!" He stuck out his tongue and took out his keys to open the door to his house. Yamada felt a presence behind him and something covering his back. Somehow his cheeks grew warmer as a scent overwhelmed his senses.
"You forgot your jacket," Takaki whispered from behind.
Yamada could feel his heart beating irregularly and his stomach started to feel weird. What is this feeling?
"Chubby and squishy Yamada-kun."
Yamada was suddenly irked as he opened the door and slammed it in Takaki's face, yelling, "JERK!" As he calmed down a bit after a little while, he leaned against his door. Somehow, he felt a tinge of sadness.
Takaki whistled as he slipped his hands in the pockets, walking away and smiling.
"Pfft, chushy and squibby."