[One-Shot] Are You Psychic? (5 times Yabu could guess what JUMP was thinking)
[One-Shot] Are You Psychic?
Title: Are You Psychic? (Prompt #9: 5 times Yabu could guess what a JUMP member was thinking +1 time it was about him)
Author: chii_loves_me
Pairing: YabuHika. Yabu-centric.
Genre: Crack
Summary: Five instances of Yabu being a psychic mother.
A/N: For the Yabu-thon
•One•
“Just stop it, Hikaru,”
“Eh? What are you talking about?”
Yabu stared into Hikaru’s deep black eyes from across the dining room table. Hikaru stared back, a small bead of sweat forming on his forehead.
“Put it down, Hikaru,”
“Eh? I really don’t understand you,” came the strained reply.
“If you honestly think that splashing my legs with cold water would make me blink, you’re dead wrong,”
Hikaru stared at Yabu. His grip on the pitcher he held under the table loosened slightly, spilling water on himself.
“Ah shimatta!” Hikaru blinked back the ice-cold pain.
Yabu stood up with a smile and patted the surprised Hikaru on the shoulder.
“See? I told you I’d win your stupid staring contest,” he chuckled as he walked out of the room.
Hikaru followed him with his eyes.
“Damn that psychic freak,”
•Two•
Yuto lay on the couch in their dressing room, staring at the ceiling. He was so stupid. He felt stupid, too. He shouldn’t have played with Yama-chan’s hat. He shouldn’t have tried to take it from Hikaru. Now he stared at the high lamp that hung in the corner, and at the thing that hung from it that was Yamada’s hat.
“You’re tall, you’ll get that hat,”
“Why don’t you get it, Hikaru?! You threw it that high!”
“Well, I can’t reach it, maybe Yabu can,”
“Really?! Where is he?”
“Under a rock, I suppose,” the older man laughed. “Just kidding. He’s at home, sleeping, Jaa~”
Yuto’s mind zoomed back to reality. He heaved in a huge sigh.
“I wonder what Yama-chan’s going to do to me…” he mused aloud. He covered his face with his hands and closed his eyes. He opened them and found himself half-naked and tied to a round table. He stared into Yamada’s vivid face as he spun the table, laughing a maniacal laugh.
“No! No-no-no-noooooooo!“
“What? Yuto! Wake up!”
Yabu shook Yuto hard until he stopped screaming. The younger looked up at Yabu, then at the black lump he held in his hand.
“How’d you--?”
Yabu gave the hat to Yuto and picked up a long stick on the floor. “With this mop, I suppose,” he snickered. He put his hand on Yuto’s head and lovingly ruffled his hair. “You react too much,” He laughed and walked out of the room. It was only then Yuto realized what he held in his hand.
“How did you know…?”
•Three•
“Yabu! Let’s go to the mall!” Takaki pulled at the lump on the couch, trying to get it to move. Yabu lazily opened an eye shrugged Takaki off.
“Why would you want to go to the mall?” He sat up, stretching his shoulders.
Takaki answered nervously, “Nothing, just… looking,” Yabu raised an eyebrow and yawned.
“Take the others. Oh wait, not him!” Yabu shouted as Takaki made his way over to Hikaru. “Inoo-chan and Daiki,”
“Fine,” the boy said, “but it’ll be really boring without you,” He left Yabu.
The older took a glance at the two following Takaki out the exit on his left. The last to leave was Daiki. As he passed by the napping Yabu, the elder grabbed the younger’s hand.
“Make sure you go through the left wing entrance. And keep him away from the women’s department. This mall trip has the words girl hunting and cross-dressing written all over it,”
He let go of Daiki’s hand. With a giggle, the Pocky-loving boy nodded.
EDIT: Was a noob when I posted this. So part two is here.
Title: Are You Psychic? (Prompt #9: 5 times Yabu could guess what a JUMP member was thinking +1 time it was about him)
Author: chii_loves_me
Pairing: YabuHika. Yabu-centric.
Genre: Crack
Summary: Five instances of Yabu being a psychic mother.
A/N: For the Yabu-thon
•One•
“Just stop it, Hikaru,”
“Eh? What are you talking about?”
Yabu stared into Hikaru’s deep black eyes from across the dining room table. Hikaru stared back, a small bead of sweat forming on his forehead.
“Put it down, Hikaru,”
“Eh? I really don’t understand you,” came the strained reply.
“If you honestly think that splashing my legs with cold water would make me blink, you’re dead wrong,”
Hikaru stared at Yabu. His grip on the pitcher he held under the table loosened slightly, spilling water on himself.
“Ah shimatta!” Hikaru blinked back the ice-cold pain.
Yabu stood up with a smile and patted the surprised Hikaru on the shoulder.
“See? I told you I’d win your stupid staring contest,” he chuckled as he walked out of the room.
Hikaru followed him with his eyes.
“Damn that psychic freak,”
•Two•
Yuto lay on the couch in their dressing room, staring at the ceiling. He was so stupid. He felt stupid, too. He shouldn’t have played with Yama-chan’s hat. He shouldn’t have tried to take it from Hikaru. Now he stared at the high lamp that hung in the corner, and at the thing that hung from it that was Yamada’s hat.
“You’re tall, you’ll get that hat,”
“Why don’t you get it, Hikaru?! You threw it that high!”
“Well, I can’t reach it, maybe Yabu can,”
“Really?! Where is he?”
“Under a rock, I suppose,” the older man laughed. “Just kidding. He’s at home, sleeping, Jaa~”
Yuto’s mind zoomed back to reality. He heaved in a huge sigh.
“I wonder what Yama-chan’s going to do to me…” he mused aloud. He covered his face with his hands and closed his eyes. He opened them and found himself half-naked and tied to a round table. He stared into Yamada’s vivid face as he spun the table, laughing a maniacal laugh.
“No! No-no-no-noooooooo!“
“What? Yuto! Wake up!”
Yabu shook Yuto hard until he stopped screaming. The younger looked up at Yabu, then at the black lump he held in his hand.
“How’d you--?”
Yabu gave the hat to Yuto and picked up a long stick on the floor. “With this mop, I suppose,” he snickered. He put his hand on Yuto’s head and lovingly ruffled his hair. “You react too much,” He laughed and walked out of the room. It was only then Yuto realized what he held in his hand.
“How did you know…?”
•Three•
“Yabu! Let’s go to the mall!” Takaki pulled at the lump on the couch, trying to get it to move. Yabu lazily opened an eye shrugged Takaki off.
“Why would you want to go to the mall?” He sat up, stretching his shoulders.
Takaki answered nervously, “Nothing, just… looking,” Yabu raised an eyebrow and yawned.
“Take the others. Oh wait, not him!” Yabu shouted as Takaki made his way over to Hikaru. “Inoo-chan and Daiki,”
“Fine,” the boy said, “but it’ll be really boring without you,” He left Yabu.
The older took a glance at the two following Takaki out the exit on his left. The last to leave was Daiki. As he passed by the napping Yabu, the elder grabbed the younger’s hand.
“Make sure you go through the left wing entrance. And keep him away from the women’s department. This mall trip has the words girl hunting and cross-dressing written all over it,”
He let go of Daiki’s hand. With a giggle, the Pocky-loving boy nodded.
EDIT: Was a noob when I posted this. So part two is here.