028 [YamaShi] Everything He's Not
Title: Everything He's Not
Author: macymacymacy
Pairing: YamaShi
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Rating: G
Summary: Mirai's ideal guy.
AN: This is another fic that is inspired my friends, Madison and Grace. XD
Warning: CHEESY! UNBETA-ed
When my friends would ask me...
"What is your ideal man?"
And I would always answer,
"Someone who is..."
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1
"...tall,"
For Umika's birthday, Make-up-san did a whole makeover. The dress she bought was cute but I wasn't confident that it would stay cute once I wear it. I'm not one of your average coordinated people so it wasn't helping that I ended up wearing heels (which is, about 3 inches tall.)
When I arrived at the venue, he was already there (Not that I didn't know that beforehand, he kept mailing me asking where I was.) I walk towards their table and stop by the only seat available (beside him.) He took in my whole appearance, it seems, and said teasingly, "What's with the hair?"
I responded by patting him on his head. He swatted my hand away good-naturedly, but that doesn't hide the fact that it ticked him off.
I smiled. Seems like I'm a wee bit taller wearing these heels.
2
"...decisive,"
He was persuaded to be our representative for the class presentation for our school festival. That was just like him. He really can't say no to his friends.
But seeing him on stage, I really can't imagine anyone else in his place.
"Woooh! Go 1-D!"
3
"...handsome,"
‘BLACK or WHITE?’ I read in bold letters. And I had the sudden urge to strangle Saaya-chan.
She edited a picture of Hongo-kun wearing a black polo shirt and of Yamada wearing the exact same shirt, only white.
Kanata is so handsome. It really isn't a wonder that girls are fawning over him. As Saaya-chan said, he has a 'killer smile' and I like the color of his shirt. Well, I guess the other one (him) is okay-looking, too. And seeing them in similar clothes is just (shocking? funny?) quite stirring (I can't really explain why.) But it (not the smile or the shirt) really doesn't change my choice; even though black is my favorite color.
4
"...a gentleman,"
It was in the middle of March and it was just getting hotter and hotter each day.
We were going the cafeteria in the other building for lunch and the sun was glaring at us.
Saaya-chan kept saying, "It's so cold," with sarcasm in every syllable; Umika-chan kept trying to walk under the sheds; and Suzuka-chan is walking with her book covering her face.
He opened his bag, brought out his umbrella and opened it but just for himself.
"Geez. Thanks for sharing." I said, sardonically.
"If you want me to share, YOU hold it." Ryosuke drawled.
"What else is new?" I replied.
He handed his umbrella, chuckling. I glared at him. And then he smiled his cocky smile.
5
"...mature,"
It was really idiotic. I make a tinee winee tiny mistake in my grammar and he goes rubbing it in my face.
"What is it this time?" I heard Suzuka saying.
He laughs his barky laugh and goes on mimicking me. I pinch him in his midriff and saw (and was satisfied to see) that face. That face he makes whenever I tease him. It was a sort of a wince and a grin. I can’t really explain.
"Did you see that?!” He suddenly said, pouting. “Suzuka, she pinched me!!!"
Ugh. Real Mature.
6
"...cool,"
It was astonishing and funny at the same time. I really can't understand how popular, super idol, Yamada Ryosuke can be such a dupe at school. Once again, Yuto played a prank on him. And once again, he was fooled.
I really can't stop laughing with Yuto after I saw his head filled with chalk dust.
And then he sneezed. And that just cracked us up more.
7
"...gallant,"
"Where's my strawberry cake?" He said out of nowhere.
"Huh?" I said, not really knowing what else to say.
"My strawberry cake. You lost our bet."
Oh. That strawberry cake.
I gave a token of protest but bought him his cake nonetheless. And then later he goes on buying me an iced coffee (I didn't even ask.) Why didn't he just bought his own strawberry cake and let me buy my own iced coffee?
8
"...reliable,"
'I can't believe she did that! She, of all people! And then she dragged Ryosuke and Chii in this ridiculous fight!' was what was running through my mind as we were passing by the field. Umika-chan and I had fought.
I was thinking hard and so was surprised when he took hold of my hand. He then waved at someone. I followed his eyes and saw her with Chii. Oh God, not now!
Ryosuke took hold of her wrist and then said, "There. Talk. Now."
9
"...and romantic."
After celebrating Umika's birthday, the gang rode on a cab.
Yuto, Chii and Ryosuke got off the cab, paying the cab driver as they went. We were in front of the hotel where HSJ were staying. They would get off here and we girls would get off at my place (they would be staying over for tonight). Chii said goodbye to us, smiling a little tiredly as he went inside the hotel. Yuto kissed Suzuka's cheek, said goodbye and also went inside.
He, on the other hand, stayed outside and peaked at us through the window as the driver restarted the engine. He mouthed 'bye' to Saaya and Suzuka. His eyes lingered on me and then he stuck his tongue out at me. I did the same and he chuckled.
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He's everything my ideal man isn't, so remind me again why?
Oh right,
My ideals have nothing to do with it...
Because it's love, and because it's him.
END.
Author: macymacymacy
Pairing: YamaShi
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Rating: G
Summary: Mirai's ideal guy.
AN: This is another fic that is inspired my friends, Madison and Grace. XD
Warning: CHEESY! UNBETA-ed
When my friends would ask me...
"What is your ideal man?"
And I would always answer,
"Someone who is..."
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1
"...tall,"
For Umika's birthday, Make-up-san did a whole makeover. The dress she bought was cute but I wasn't confident that it would stay cute once I wear it. I'm not one of your average coordinated people so it wasn't helping that I ended up wearing heels (which is, about 3 inches tall.)
When I arrived at the venue, he was already there (Not that I didn't know that beforehand, he kept mailing me asking where I was.) I walk towards their table and stop by the only seat available (beside him.) He took in my whole appearance, it seems, and said teasingly, "What's with the hair?"
I responded by patting him on his head. He swatted my hand away good-naturedly, but that doesn't hide the fact that it ticked him off.
I smiled. Seems like I'm a wee bit taller wearing these heels.
2
"...decisive,"
He was persuaded to be our representative for the class presentation for our school festival. That was just like him. He really can't say no to his friends.
But seeing him on stage, I really can't imagine anyone else in his place.
"Woooh! Go 1-D!"
3
"...handsome,"
‘BLACK or WHITE?’ I read in bold letters. And I had the sudden urge to strangle Saaya-chan.
She edited a picture of Hongo-kun wearing a black polo shirt and of Yamada wearing the exact same shirt, only white.
Kanata is so handsome. It really isn't a wonder that girls are fawning over him. As Saaya-chan said, he has a 'killer smile' and I like the color of his shirt. Well, I guess the other one (him) is okay-looking, too. And seeing them in similar clothes is just (shocking? funny?) quite stirring (I can't really explain why.) But it (not the smile or the shirt) really doesn't change my choice; even though black is my favorite color.
4
"...a gentleman,"
It was in the middle of March and it was just getting hotter and hotter each day.
We were going the cafeteria in the other building for lunch and the sun was glaring at us.
Saaya-chan kept saying, "It's so cold," with sarcasm in every syllable; Umika-chan kept trying to walk under the sheds; and Suzuka-chan is walking with her book covering her face.
He opened his bag, brought out his umbrella and opened it but just for himself.
"Geez. Thanks for sharing." I said, sardonically.
"If you want me to share, YOU hold it." Ryosuke drawled.
"What else is new?" I replied.
He handed his umbrella, chuckling. I glared at him. And then he smiled his cocky smile.
5
"...mature,"
It was really idiotic. I make a tinee winee tiny mistake in my grammar and he goes rubbing it in my face.
"What is it this time?" I heard Suzuka saying.
He laughs his barky laugh and goes on mimicking me. I pinch him in his midriff and saw (and was satisfied to see) that face. That face he makes whenever I tease him. It was a sort of a wince and a grin. I can’t really explain.
"Did you see that?!” He suddenly said, pouting. “Suzuka, she pinched me!!!"
Ugh. Real Mature.
6
"...cool,"
It was astonishing and funny at the same time. I really can't understand how popular, super idol, Yamada Ryosuke can be such a dupe at school. Once again, Yuto played a prank on him. And once again, he was fooled.
I really can't stop laughing with Yuto after I saw his head filled with chalk dust.
And then he sneezed. And that just cracked us up more.
7
"...gallant,"
"Where's my strawberry cake?" He said out of nowhere.
"Huh?" I said, not really knowing what else to say.
"My strawberry cake. You lost our bet."
Oh. That strawberry cake.
I gave a token of protest but bought him his cake nonetheless. And then later he goes on buying me an iced coffee (I didn't even ask.) Why didn't he just bought his own strawberry cake and let me buy my own iced coffee?
8
"...reliable,"
'I can't believe she did that! She, of all people! And then she dragged Ryosuke and Chii in this ridiculous fight!' was what was running through my mind as we were passing by the field. Umika-chan and I had fought.
I was thinking hard and so was surprised when he took hold of my hand. He then waved at someone. I followed his eyes and saw her with Chii. Oh God, not now!
Ryosuke took hold of her wrist and then said, "There. Talk. Now."
9
"...and romantic."
After celebrating Umika's birthday, the gang rode on a cab.
Yuto, Chii and Ryosuke got off the cab, paying the cab driver as they went. We were in front of the hotel where HSJ were staying. They would get off here and we girls would get off at my place (they would be staying over for tonight). Chii said goodbye to us, smiling a little tiredly as he went inside the hotel. Yuto kissed Suzuka's cheek, said goodbye and also went inside.
He, on the other hand, stayed outside and peaked at us through the window as the driver restarted the engine. He mouthed 'bye' to Saaya and Suzuka. His eyes lingered on me and then he stuck his tongue out at me. I did the same and he chuckled.
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He's everything my ideal man isn't, so remind me again why?
Oh right,
My ideals have nothing to do with it...
Because it's love, and because it's him.
END.