Title: Kisumai Sentai
Unit for Points: TU→YU
Word Count: 100x4
Characters: Kis-My-Ft2
Note(s): this is only the first half-ish. also, I need a better title, if anyone has suggestions to offer? 8D
Three days after he graduates, Senga packs his bags and moves to Tokyo. He's not off to college, nor is he escaping his family (whom he loves very much), but he's certain job prospects will be better in Tokyo for someone of his skills.
It's not just all the TV he's watched as a kid (Super Sentai, Ultraman, even Sailor Senshi), but he's done some calculations and Tokyo appears to have the highest per-capita concentration of superheroes in the world. And if television serials are anything to judge by, the work will be more exciting than it is in Nagoya.
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'My calculations were correct!' Senga thinks, a little surprised, two weeks after he arrives in Tokyo and one week after he joins a group of roller-skating superheroes named Kis-My-Ft2.
The job prospects had certainly been good, and he'd been grateful for his skills, though not the ones he'd anticipated using. Instead of strength, perseverance, and courage, he'd so far needed his abilities to roller-skate, watch Discovery channel documentaries, and buy out entire cateferias of bread.
It's just that with so many superheroes in Tokyo, not to mention Japanese propensity for good manners, most superhero teams don't have anything to do.
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Senga really likes his team - even looks up to them - but still he can't help but wonder, "How did you all get famous, anyway?"
Nikaido blinks. "We roller-skate, don't we?"
"Er, yes, but I meant, what did you do to get famous?"
"...Roller-skate?" Nikaido tilts his head and queries, as though answering a particularly difficult math problem.
Yokoo intercedes at this point, rolling his eyes. "Kitayama and Fujigaya once saved the world from some apocalypse. Remember that business with the Mayan calendar? They went back in time and everything. Plus the media loves them, thinks they're a great BL couple."
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Miyata spends a lot of time watching anime. At least five hours a day. Senga assumes Miyata is just a typical otaku until the day he accidentally opens Miyata's door instead of his own.
"-e Moe Kyun~!"
Senga has just enough time to duck before a beam of rainbow-colored hearts blasts towards him. They ricochet off the walls behind his head, but do no real damage.
"Sorry!" Miyata exclaims, hands over his mouth.
Senga only stares, open-mouthed.
"Don't tell the others, will you?" Miyata folds his hands together in entreaty, "I'm supposed to be practicing stuff that actually does damage."
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