{fic} this is why we're alive
this is why we're alive
HSJ, Yamajima, PG, AU.
and this is how it worked out.
thomas baudinette if you see this you're a bitch.
Notes: hm...looking at the date, I think I wrote this back on the first day of ofsaa while waiting for my first match or something, which is probably why some wrestling stuff kind of snuck its way in there. \D;; this was supposed to be part of some epic AU thing but that got pushed away in favour of some super junior stuff and then I kind of forgot about that because I started working on other AU stuff and...yeah. so there's not likely much more to come from this, which may or may not be a good thing.
They are twelve and a half the first time they really fight. Yuto glares, curling his hands into fists and Yamada pushes his hair away from his forehead in that way that he does when he's annoyed to all hell. And then the next second they're on top of each other, punching and kicking and biting and everything else that's probably illegal in "real" fights, but screw that -- they're twelve, this is a street fight and the rules don't apply.
"Do you give?" Yuto asks, when Yamada's on his back with his head and an arm pinned, and most of Yuto's weight on his chest. He twists around valiantly, trying to turn over to his stomach but Yuto pushes back just ever so slightly and Yamada's shoulder blades go back down onto the ground again.
"Fine," he says, muffled.
It is two days later that Yuto kisses him for the first time.
Yamada's hair falls in and around his eyes and face that day, the way it does when it dries nicely after getting wet. He isn't completely angry, scared out of his mind or just plain wary (the way he has to be sometimes) that day, and Yuto thinks it's the calmest he's seen him in a long (probably too long) while.
It's been a good day. Neither of them have been attacked by other kids in the neighbourhood (yet, at least), and neither of them have had to do anything today that neither of them want to do but have to do anyways just to survive. Yuto is fine, absolutely fine except for that inexplicable feeling of something he gets everytime he sees Yamada.
So he kisses him.
"You're an idiot," Yamada says to him.
Yuto still isn't deterred.
They're thirteen when they meet the others. Neither of them are really sure on how it happened, but it happened and now instead of the two of them sharing the small basement room they managed to claim when the building was abandoned, the room is filled with people, any way you look. (It, Yuto thinks one day, doesn't feel that lonely anymore now.)
For some weird reason Yuto insists on calling themselves 7. Yamada agrees, because it's easier on him to agree than to argue. Chinen smiles and nods because he doesn't want to be kicked out (kind of being the youngest of the five, and all), Daiki just laughs behind Yuto's back later. Takaki asks why Yuto decided on seven when there are really five of them. Yuto dignifies his choice by saying that they met on the seventh of that month.
"That's a stupid reason," Yamada says.
Nobody tells him that they really met on the eighth.
Over the next few (well, several -- well, actually, a lot) months their numbers keep on growing. Ryutaro "stays for the night" and never really leaves because Yuto felt bad seeing him alone on the street that day. Keito "stays for the night" and never really leaves because he didn't try to beat up Yamada like so many others the first time they met. And for a while, they actually have seven people and all is well.
Then Inoo comes. Takaki claims that Inoo is a childhood friend that he hasn't seen in a while and everyone believes him -- or, rather, everyone's just too lazy to figure out if it's really true or not. Why would he lie, anyways? (Incidentally, Takaki was seen the day after Inoo came with new sunglasses, but that's unrelated - he claims.)
Either way, Inoo looks like a nice person and Yuto says that's good enough. It's a good thing they are partially made up of small children, because they may or not be starting to run out of room.
After that, it's Hikaru, whom Inoo claims is one of his friends (this, at least, seems true). But Hikaru refuses to ditch Yabu, so Yuto says they can both stay -- either because he feels bad for turning the two away or because the two kind of remind him of himself and Yamada. Or both. Or maybe something different altogether. With Yuto, you never know.
From there, Yabu -- unofficially, of course -- takes over. He doesn't really mean to, and it's by no means a mutiny or a revolution or anything like that. Not at all. It's just that some things are better handled by an eighteen year old than a fourteen year old and if Yabu's willing to do it, Yuto doesn't mind at all.
Life goes on anyways.
They're too big for the one room now, so Yuto announces on day they're going on a raid that afternoon.
They find out later that by "raid", Yuto really means that "go to the room next door and intimidate the people living there out". It's really not that hard when you outnumber your opponents 3-to-1, and they then proceed to knock a door (read: hole) in the wall between the two rooms.
That same day, after all the dust and dirt has been swept out of their rooms (hey, even street orphans have a standard of cleanliness), Yuto announces that they have a new name.
"From now on, we're going to be known as HSJ," he says proudly.
"Does it stand for anything?" Yabu asks.
Yuto pauses and thinks. "Um. I'll, uh, figure that out later." The fourteen-year-old decision is almost appalling.
(Yamada looks like he's about to facepalm, but changes his mind and hits Yuto instead.)
The fact still remains that while they have (all of!) two rooms right now, they still don't know who's going where.
"Okay," Yuto says, "Then I'm going to make an authoritative decision right now. In this room--"
and he is quickly interrupted as Yabu, quite efficiently, sorts them into the two rooms according to age. The oldest five are in the new one, the youngest five are in the old one. It works. Everyone's happy.
Except for Yuto, who gets his revenge by giving both kind-of-sub-groups ridiculous names. His, he says, can keep 7. The others are now BEST.
Even Inoo, always so serious, can't help but snicker.
Life still goes on as it always has.
Yamada is now fifteen, and Yuto is too. It has been two and a half years since their first (but not their last) fight, and once again they find themselves scrambling (away from the others, who would only fret and worry) for any kind of damage they can deal.
(Yamada gets the pin this time.)
And this time, it is only two hours later that Yuto -- for some reason that even he isn't quite sure of -- kisses him.
"You're an idiot," Yamada says.
But this time, Yamada kisses back.
HSJ, Yamajima, PG, AU.
and this is how it worked out.
thomas baudinette if you see this you're a bitch.
Notes: hm...looking at the date, I think I wrote this back on the first day of ofsaa while waiting for my first match or something, which is probably why some wrestling stuff kind of snuck its way in there. \D;; this was supposed to be part of some epic AU thing but that got pushed away in favour of some super junior stuff and then I kind of forgot about that because I started working on other AU stuff and...yeah. so there's not likely much more to come from this, which may or may not be a good thing.
They are twelve and a half the first time they really fight. Yuto glares, curling his hands into fists and Yamada pushes his hair away from his forehead in that way that he does when he's annoyed to all hell. And then the next second they're on top of each other, punching and kicking and biting and everything else that's probably illegal in "real" fights, but screw that -- they're twelve, this is a street fight and the rules don't apply.
"Do you give?" Yuto asks, when Yamada's on his back with his head and an arm pinned, and most of Yuto's weight on his chest. He twists around valiantly, trying to turn over to his stomach but Yuto pushes back just ever so slightly and Yamada's shoulder blades go back down onto the ground again.
"Fine," he says, muffled.
It is two days later that Yuto kisses him for the first time.
Yamada's hair falls in and around his eyes and face that day, the way it does when it dries nicely after getting wet. He isn't completely angry, scared out of his mind or just plain wary (the way he has to be sometimes) that day, and Yuto thinks it's the calmest he's seen him in a long (probably too long) while.
It's been a good day. Neither of them have been attacked by other kids in the neighbourhood (yet, at least), and neither of them have had to do anything today that neither of them want to do but have to do anyways just to survive. Yuto is fine, absolutely fine except for that inexplicable feeling of something he gets everytime he sees Yamada.
So he kisses him.
"You're an idiot," Yamada says to him.
Yuto still isn't deterred.
They're thirteen when they meet the others. Neither of them are really sure on how it happened, but it happened and now instead of the two of them sharing the small basement room they managed to claim when the building was abandoned, the room is filled with people, any way you look. (It, Yuto thinks one day, doesn't feel that lonely anymore now.)
For some weird reason Yuto insists on calling themselves 7. Yamada agrees, because it's easier on him to agree than to argue. Chinen smiles and nods because he doesn't want to be kicked out (kind of being the youngest of the five, and all), Daiki just laughs behind Yuto's back later. Takaki asks why Yuto decided on seven when there are really five of them. Yuto dignifies his choice by saying that they met on the seventh of that month.
"That's a stupid reason," Yamada says.
Nobody tells him that they really met on the eighth.
Over the next few (well, several -- well, actually, a lot) months their numbers keep on growing. Ryutaro "stays for the night" and never really leaves because Yuto felt bad seeing him alone on the street that day. Keito "stays for the night" and never really leaves because he didn't try to beat up Yamada like so many others the first time they met. And for a while, they actually have seven people and all is well.
Then Inoo comes. Takaki claims that Inoo is a childhood friend that he hasn't seen in a while and everyone believes him -- or, rather, everyone's just too lazy to figure out if it's really true or not. Why would he lie, anyways? (Incidentally, Takaki was seen the day after Inoo came with new sunglasses, but that's unrelated - he claims.)
Either way, Inoo looks like a nice person and Yuto says that's good enough. It's a good thing they are partially made up of small children, because they may or not be starting to run out of room.
After that, it's Hikaru, whom Inoo claims is one of his friends (this, at least, seems true). But Hikaru refuses to ditch Yabu, so Yuto says they can both stay -- either because he feels bad for turning the two away or because the two kind of remind him of himself and Yamada. Or both. Or maybe something different altogether. With Yuto, you never know.
From there, Yabu -- unofficially, of course -- takes over. He doesn't really mean to, and it's by no means a mutiny or a revolution or anything like that. Not at all. It's just that some things are better handled by an eighteen year old than a fourteen year old and if Yabu's willing to do it, Yuto doesn't mind at all.
Life goes on anyways.
They're too big for the one room now, so Yuto announces on day they're going on a raid that afternoon.
They find out later that by "raid", Yuto really means that "go to the room next door and intimidate the people living there out". It's really not that hard when you outnumber your opponents 3-to-1, and they then proceed to knock a door (read: hole) in the wall between the two rooms.
That same day, after all the dust and dirt has been swept out of their rooms (hey, even street orphans have a standard of cleanliness), Yuto announces that they have a new name.
"From now on, we're going to be known as HSJ," he says proudly.
"Does it stand for anything?" Yabu asks.
Yuto pauses and thinks. "Um. I'll, uh, figure that out later." The fourteen-year-old decision is almost appalling.
(Yamada looks like he's about to facepalm, but changes his mind and hits Yuto instead.)
The fact still remains that while they have (all of!) two rooms right now, they still don't know who's going where.
"Okay," Yuto says, "Then I'm going to make an authoritative decision right now. In this room--"
and he is quickly interrupted as Yabu, quite efficiently, sorts them into the two rooms according to age. The oldest five are in the new one, the youngest five are in the old one. It works. Everyone's happy.
Except for Yuto, who gets his revenge by giving both kind-of-sub-groups ridiculous names. His, he says, can keep 7. The others are now BEST.
Even Inoo, always so serious, can't help but snicker.
Life still goes on as it always has.
Yamada is now fifteen, and Yuto is too. It has been two and a half years since their first (but not their last) fight, and once again they find themselves scrambling (away from the others, who would only fret and worry) for any kind of damage they can deal.
(Yamada gets the pin this time.)
And this time, it is only two hours later that Yuto -- for some reason that even he isn't quite sure of -- kisses him.
"You're an idiot," Yamada says.
But this time, Yamada kisses back.