Hello! I bring fic! :D? I haven't used my LJ in ages cos at the start of the year, I lost my internet connection for 3 WHOLE WEEKS and when it came back I was like “alksdnfowdknfs FINE I DUN CARE NEMORE *huffs*”. So yeah... hehe ^^”
I was watching the latest Himitsu no Arashi-chan yesterday. I do wish they'd stop with all the ageha and face-washing clinic stuff, it's really not that interesting (I preferred the first format where they went and investigated things, that was really interesting and it'd be really awesome if they just made them go out in pairs instead of solo :<).
But gosh, the child-minder bit was SO CUTE! *squee* With Matsumiya bragging about their high marks and Aiba-chan not having a certificate, from the start I knew it was gonna be awesome. You can tell that they're so thrilled to be here, really.
Gah, I love how at the start Jun just sort of shoves Nino into the intercom (I actually really like the snarky Matsumiya pairing ♥ Second only after Ohmiya~ ^^).
And then how Nino's response to a child whining is to WHINE ALSO AND SMUSH THE SIDE OF HIS FACE INTO THE BABY'S. I, just. So so cute *wibbles*. (Not to mention the kid SPOONFEEDS Nino too <333)
But seriously, taking care of children must be so hard D:
Title: In Which Sho Supervises his Idiot Bandmates (and Regrets it)
Fandom: Arashi
Rating: PG
Length: One-shot
Genre: Gen, humour, crack
Summary: Nino and Aiba are being idiots and Sho takes it upon himself to make sure no-one gets hurt (because Jun will be really angry when he finds out ;_;).
A/N: This is really gen, I'm so surprised. It also centres mainly on Sho and that surprises me too! :0 (I would have thought that it'd be an Ohmiya centred on Nino, hmm ._.)
I came up with this when I was trying to sleep last night but it just wouldn't go away until I had fully written it out in my mind.
As Sho walks through the door of the hotel room, he sees Ohno working on another of his clay figurines and Jun looking like he's in the middle of a Very Important Call - of the social kind - if the smile on his face and the exasperated look at Sho are any indication. Sho realizes that Nino and Aiba aren't here and they weren't in their rooms when he was on his way here (someone should tell them not to leave their doors wide open if they are not there; that someone would most likely be him) and hadn't they all agreed that leaving Nino and Aiba alone always resulted in trouble for at least one of them?
So Sho ventures their whereabouts at Ohno, who replies that he thinks they are in this room somewhere 'cos he doesn't remember seeing them leave, but then again he doesn't remember seeing them coming in either, he just suddenly got an armful of Nino.
Jun simply snorts and makes a vague gesture in the air towards the bathroom.
When Sho reaches the bathroom door he can hear giggling and yay-ing and a few bottle-ish sounds (like the type some water bottles make; when Sho's thumb was injured, Aiba had gotten one for him and even though Sho could open it with his own mouth, thank you very much, Aiba felt it was necessary to demonstrate and by the end of the week there were teeth marks all over the cap). He thinks that perhaps it would be safer for his mental health to leave them alone, he could go back to the sofa and read his newspaper, but he rationalizes that sacrificing a little of his sanity now might prevent them from destroying it later on national television (like they always do, along with his dignity).
He slides the door open and stands awkwardly in the middle of the room. The two of them are squatting on the floor, a small paint can between them, and enthusiastically adding various cosmetic items into it. Sho feels wary of their odd behaviour.
“Ah, Sho-chan! Ne, ne, come join us!” Aiba waves a flapping hand to the floor beside the bathtub. “We, ne, are trying to find a way to save time by creating an all-in-one hair product!”
“I came up with the idea.” Nino chirps in, spraying some glitter hairspray into the white-ish gloop.
Sho stays rooted to his spot. “Where did you get all this from? Did you steal them from one of the stylists?”, Sho eyes the tin skeptically.
“Hmm? Oh, no. These are all from Matsujun's bag.” Nino replies distractedly but Sho can distinctly see his smirk.
Sho reaches behind him and closes the door.
“We were really bored, ne! So when we heard Jun talking with Shun-kun on the phone-- Ooh! That looks good, add some more! We thought we'd come and look at them for ourselves.”
Sho cocks an eyebrow at the explanation, so Nino adds “Jun was talking about how much hair products he has to use to keep Doumyouji's perm. So we came to check!” He shakes the can and answers back to Aiba, “Can't. There's no more left.”
Sho is freaking out just a little internally because this is Jun they're talking about and Jun doesn't like anyone touching his stuff and they're not even using his stuff properly and now there's no more left. He thinks to himself that perhaps he can just back away now so that when they get caught no-one's going to blame him (because he knows that when they get caught the both of them would try to shirk off any and all involvement onto him) but if he leaves he would be sitting next to Jun with the knowledge of what was going on in the bathroom and he doesn't think his nerves could take that. He's also worried that one of them will do something stupid like taste the godforsaken thing after being lured in by the smell of strawberries and pears.
So Sho locks the door and shuffles over to the bathtub and squats and thinks that this is all a Very Bad Idea.
Nino adds some conditioner and coughs at the strong smell. Aiba laughs and swirls the can around enthusiastically and Nino smiles but hits him anyway.
Sho takes a moment to ponder if either of them bothered to wash any of the leftover paint out before they started but thinks that it really shouldn't matter too much. But then he realizes that they probably would want to test the stupid concoction out on someone and if he stays it would almost definitely be him and Sho doesn't know why he's still here anymore.
Aiba's hand wanders over to the paint can and he sticks a finger into the goop. His face scrunches up at the odd sensation and he remarks that it's the same as the cornstarch mixture! And try it, Sho-chan! Try it!
And Sho does and it is not like the cornstarch mixture and he can feel the glitter and cream seeping underneath his fingernail. Just when he pulls his finger back out, Aiba's fist comes to smack the surface of the liquid and it is really not like the cornstarch.
Sho's shirt takes the brunt of the damage, but a little has gotten onto his face too. Aiba apologizes with a huge smile and barely concealed giggles (Sho decides then that he's being laughed at, not with) and Nino smiles at him cutely (but Sho knows that on the inside he's completely laughing his ass off) so Sho simply goes over to the sink to wash his face off.
Nino comments that it hasn't done any permanent damage to Sho so it should be safe to test it out again and Aiba thinks that it would work like the cornstarch if they just made more of it and then Sho could try running on it for them. Sho makes a face at the suggestion as Aiba and Nino imagine how that scenario will go and then the two are giggling to each other, whispering and pointing at Sho.
Sitting with his back leaning on the door now, Sho decides it's best for everybody if he just supervises them from further away.
It must be fate's twisted sense of humour that someone knocks on the bathroom door the moment Sho makes himself comfortable.
“Are you guys done doing god-knows-what yet? I kind of need to use the toilet.” Comes Jun's amused but impatient voice.
Oh god, Sho thinks, we're all going to die. And he panics, flinging himself away from the door and Aiba's flapping and then Jun tries the doorknob.
“You locked the door?” Jun's voice wavers through the paper-thin walls like some ominous bell, “You better not be doing anything... weird in there.” He warns.
“Weird as in... kinky?” Answers Aiba as Sho scrambles for a place to hide everything while Nino is being Completely Unhelpful.
“We're not being kinky!” Nino chastises, “We were just playing with some of your stuff!” he adds.
Sho makes frantic motions at Nino, trying to convey his anger, panic and “Why did you do that?!” silently from across the room.
Jun's voice is soft and controlled and that's when it's the most scary, “... my stuff?”
Sho thinks that he could have just left the bathroom, walked past Jun and Ohno and gone back to his own room and locked the door from there. Why did he have to confine himself into a little box of a room with Nino, Aiba and Jun's stuff.
Nino cheerfully nods his head like Jun can see him and it makes Aiba's flailing worsen so much that he knock the tin over. He splutters for a bit before Nino rights the paint can again and acts like Jun is not about to murder them from beyond the door.
Sho sighs, his head in his hands, as he sends the remainder of his sanity (the same sanity that told him it was a good idea to stay here and lock the door after him, I mean, why would you do that?) over to the lounge with Leader where he is no doubt carrying on like nothing is happening.
Jun starts to bang on the door and Aiba and Sho grab onto each other like there's no tomorrow.
Nino continues to stir the pot.