72. Mischief Managed
Title: Mischief Managed
Author: KoyaShige90
Fandom: Kanjani8
Characters: Ryo, Ohkura, Kanjani8
Rating: G
Words: 710
And NO I don't own anything except from the plot, not even the title is mine!
Summary: When Ryo's bored, things happen.
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Ryo walked into their dressing room only to find it empty, except from one sleeping soul; Ohkura. He was lying on some chairs lined up in a row, it didn't look the least bit comfortable, but then who was he to judge. The shorter osakan crouched in front of his band mate's sleeping face. He smiled as he decided to play with the helpless sleeping man.
He scanned the room after something to use. Ah, there was a left bottle of nail polish. Pink, probably Yassu's then. With an evil grin he sneaked closer again and quietly began working on the green ranger's nails.
A few minutes later Ryo could stand back and appreciate his work of art. But after several more minutes of waiting he got bored again. Just waiting for the other to wake up was about as much fun as an hour listening to Massu talking about gyoza. He would never understand how Tego had lived through it.
Lightly he blew some air into Ohkura's ear. The sleeping man made some kind of groaning sound and lazily waved his hand to get rid of whatever it was that had bothered his nap. Ryo held back a laugh as a half asleep Tacchon fell off the coach as he got a little too eager stopping the annoying tickling in his ear.
“Wh... What's... going on...?” A puzzled Ohkura sat up while Ryo's laugh echoed through the Jimusho. It seemed as if the laughing had attracted some of the members because not ten seconds later Hina, Yassu and Yu stood in the door trying to find the source of the quite disturbing noise.
“Oi, what the hell is going on?” No surprise to the world it was Yokoyama Yu who was first to open his chatterbox to try and get some answers. When he got no answer because Ryo was too busy with gasping for air on the floor and Ohkura seemed just as confused as the rest of them he walked straight to the pile on the floor that usually was known as Nishikido Ryo.
“Ne, Ryo. What exactly...” But no more words came out, instead the sounds escaping Yokoyama's mouth was ones similar to those of Ryo, only with higher pitch. As soon as he could see the work Yellow had accomplished on Green the easily pleased Black had fallen into the same state as the criminal responsible.
Hina just stood there blinking while Yassu carefully inched himself closer to the possibly intoxicated corner of their dressing room. Then a bottle of open nail-polish caught his eyes and when he turned to look at the tallest in the room he got confirmation. Pink nails meeting his eyes.
“RYO! That was mine! You used my nail-polish! And not only on his fingers but on his toes too! I really liked this color!” The blonde was slowly starting to get teary-eyed and when this was noticed it was like a cue and both Ryo and Yu abruptly stopped laughing. Hina put a hand on Yassu's shoulder in a try to comfort the shorter man.
“It's not that bad, a little less then half is left. Ne, see?” Yassu gave a small nod and wiped away some of the tears from his face.
“Yeah... I guess.” Ryo had lifted himself from the floor and was looking seriously at Yassu.
“Sorry Yassu. I should have asked before using it. I'm really sorry, seriously.”
“You know, you shouldn't fight.” Everyone turned their heads to look at Ohkura who hadn't said a word up until now. Then a few more quiet seconds before the youngest spoke again, this time with a surprised expression on his handsome features.
“Oi!” Ohkura was intently staring at his hands.
“I'm wearing nail-polish... How did that get there?” The face of Green ranger alone was enough to send the other members falling to the floor. Meaning everyone except Hina who gave Ohkura a slap smack on the head for being so thickheaded.
“Aho!”
When Subaru and Maru five minutes later walk inside the dressing room only to find everyone laughing hysterically (apart from Ohkura who sat quietly on a chair looking utterly confused) they couldn't help but to think that Kanjani truly was a bunch of crazy people.
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This fic is a part of my Fic Challenge List which you can find HERE at my Fanfic Archive.
The theme is as the title says: Mischief Managed.
I hope you enjoyed reading, feel free to check out the rest of my List. ^w^
Also be aware that English isn't my first language, so I apologize if there are any annoying errors. ^^''' Please comment, it's what keeps me motivated! :D So if you like it remember to comment, constructive critique is also welcome... But that doesn't mean you have to be overly evil! *just joking* ^_^
Author: KoyaShige90
Fandom: Kanjani8
Characters: Ryo, Ohkura, Kanjani8
Rating: G
Words: 710
And NO I don't own anything except from the plot, not even the title is mine!
Summary: When Ryo's bored, things happen.
_________________________________________________
Ryo walked into their dressing room only to find it empty, except from one sleeping soul; Ohkura. He was lying on some chairs lined up in a row, it didn't look the least bit comfortable, but then who was he to judge. The shorter osakan crouched in front of his band mate's sleeping face. He smiled as he decided to play with the helpless sleeping man.
He scanned the room after something to use. Ah, there was a left bottle of nail polish. Pink, probably Yassu's then. With an evil grin he sneaked closer again and quietly began working on the green ranger's nails.
A few minutes later Ryo could stand back and appreciate his work of art. But after several more minutes of waiting he got bored again. Just waiting for the other to wake up was about as much fun as an hour listening to Massu talking about gyoza. He would never understand how Tego had lived through it.
Lightly he blew some air into Ohkura's ear. The sleeping man made some kind of groaning sound and lazily waved his hand to get rid of whatever it was that had bothered his nap. Ryo held back a laugh as a half asleep Tacchon fell off the coach as he got a little too eager stopping the annoying tickling in his ear.
“Wh... What's... going on...?” A puzzled Ohkura sat up while Ryo's laugh echoed through the Jimusho. It seemed as if the laughing had attracted some of the members because not ten seconds later Hina, Yassu and Yu stood in the door trying to find the source of the quite disturbing noise.
“Oi, what the hell is going on?” No surprise to the world it was Yokoyama Yu who was first to open his chatterbox to try and get some answers. When he got no answer because Ryo was too busy with gasping for air on the floor and Ohkura seemed just as confused as the rest of them he walked straight to the pile on the floor that usually was known as Nishikido Ryo.
“Ne, Ryo. What exactly...” But no more words came out, instead the sounds escaping Yokoyama's mouth was ones similar to those of Ryo, only with higher pitch. As soon as he could see the work Yellow had accomplished on Green the easily pleased Black had fallen into the same state as the criminal responsible.
Hina just stood there blinking while Yassu carefully inched himself closer to the possibly intoxicated corner of their dressing room. Then a bottle of open nail-polish caught his eyes and when he turned to look at the tallest in the room he got confirmation. Pink nails meeting his eyes.
“RYO! That was mine! You used my nail-polish! And not only on his fingers but on his toes too! I really liked this color!” The blonde was slowly starting to get teary-eyed and when this was noticed it was like a cue and both Ryo and Yu abruptly stopped laughing. Hina put a hand on Yassu's shoulder in a try to comfort the shorter man.
“It's not that bad, a little less then half is left. Ne, see?” Yassu gave a small nod and wiped away some of the tears from his face.
“Yeah... I guess.” Ryo had lifted himself from the floor and was looking seriously at Yassu.
“Sorry Yassu. I should have asked before using it. I'm really sorry, seriously.”
“You know, you shouldn't fight.” Everyone turned their heads to look at Ohkura who hadn't said a word up until now. Then a few more quiet seconds before the youngest spoke again, this time with a surprised expression on his handsome features.
“Oi!” Ohkura was intently staring at his hands.
“I'm wearing nail-polish... How did that get there?” The face of Green ranger alone was enough to send the other members falling to the floor. Meaning everyone except Hina who gave Ohkura a slap smack on the head for being so thickheaded.
“Aho!”
When Subaru and Maru five minutes later walk inside the dressing room only to find everyone laughing hysterically (apart from Ohkura who sat quietly on a chair looking utterly confused) they couldn't help but to think that Kanjani truly was a bunch of crazy people.
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This fic is a part of my Fic Challenge List which you can find HERE at my Fanfic Archive.
The theme is as the title says: Mischief Managed.
I hope you enjoyed reading, feel free to check out the rest of my List. ^w^
Also be aware that English isn't my first language, so I apologize if there are any annoying errors. ^^''' Please comment, it's what keeps me motivated! :D So if you like it remember to comment, constructive critique is also welcome... But that doesn't mean you have to be overly evil! *just joking* ^_^