The List :d (Gravitation)
[AUTHOR/LJ USERNAME] mirai aria/infected_wound
[FANDOM] Gravitation
[CHARACTERS/PAIRINGS] Tohma and Shuichi, mainly.
[TITLE] The List
[RATING] PG-13
[WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS] Gravitation does not belong to me, a lowly fangirl. Wee :D
The One Blanket Challenge : The List
“Soooo, remind me again why I’m sitting here with the devil, one blanket, and a raging snow storm outside.” Shindou Shuichi, Bad Luck’s pink-haired-ball-of-energy turned his head to the side where the calm but visibly irritated face of his company president sat. Seguchi Tohma was quietly gazing out into the space before him, thinking -probably-, and very obviously ignoring Shuichi’s presence. There was a loud howl outside and they both shivered, allowing their bodies more contact and thus irritating both more.
”I hate this,” Shuichi grumbled. His lips began trembling as he broke into tears. “I was supposed to be Yuki right now! We’d be seated here in the sofa, sharing a big cup of hot chocolate and doing naaaaughty things under the blanket but instead you’re here!”
Tohma squinted and lifted a hand from inside the blanket to wipe off the bits of saliva that had splattered onto his face from Shuichi’s mouth - the boy could talk very fast. “Shindou-san,” Tohma began in a sweet voice, accompanied by that deadly ‘I’m going to toss you in front of a car and kill your career’ look. “I do not think you should speak with your superiors in this manner. A little more respect is appropriate. After all, I do hold the keys to your continued success.”
Shuichi stopped crying and glared at the blond haired man. “Oh, I’m sure that’s going to make you happy - you’ll have Yuki all to yourself! So what’re you going to do? Push me in front of the car or tell the whole of Japan that I’m really a girl in disguise that’s why I’m so pretty?” Shuichi finished by sticking out his tongue. Unfortunately, they were so close to each other that his tongue actually touched Tohma’s lips. There was a fraction of a second reprieve and then the semi-peaceful coexistence between them exploded
Shuichi jumped away from the sofa, clutching the blanket with both hands, and began a tug of war. He knew he had to get away as much as possible from his evil and calculating manager if he wanted his sanity and life preserved. Theoretically, he could simply step away and maybe, plant himself on the floor, sleep on it as is his habit whenever he fell off the couch when Eiri kicked him out of the room but if he did, in the cold weather, he knew he’d be one dead ice popsicle by morning. “I need this blanket, Seguchi-san! I get hypothermia, the concert next week goes kaput and you lose money!”
Tohma laughed the evil-I’ll-make-everything-happen-even-if-it-means-orchestrated-murder laugh. “Money isn’t everything, Shindou-san, and I need to preserve my body, so be a good little boy and sit back here, share the blanket, so we’re both satisfied
”I don’t want to share with y-Oh my God,” Shuichi began pulling harder, “You really are a pervert, aren’t you! You called me boy! You’re just like Michael Jackson! You like molesting little boys… You… you… molested Eiri as a little boy that’s why he’s so grumpy and has problems!” Shuichi paused and his eyes widened in pseudo-realization. “So it wasn’t just Kitazawa Yuki who did the damaging! He had a pervert in the family!”
Tohma stared at him with an expressionless face and then stood up calmly. He frowned, and his left eye began to twitch just a bit. “I did not molest Eiri-san. ” Tohma emphasized each word and then began to pull at the blanket with very little of whatever calm he had moments ago.
”Oh really!” Shuichi sneered. “Then what were all those lingering touches… I mean, Yuki’s all big and big now but when you were younger… “ Shuichi said lingering with a singsong voice. “How old is the age difference between you and Yuki anyway? And and…. “
“What, Shindou-san?” Tohma asked through gritted teeth.
”He’s your wife’s brother…” Shuichi eased his pull on the blanket as his mind began to piece the horrid facts together. “You don’t love Mika! You just married her and got her pregnant to be close to Eiri! You got her pregnant and now a poor little boy will live in a broken home with a gay father who screws other people and doesn’t love his wife!”
“Where do you get this things, Shindou-san…?”
”You’re a horrible, horrible, horrible human being, Seguchi-san! And I thought you were just scary and scary and…. And… manipulative! And evil!”
“Shindou-san, I’m aware that Eiri-san is Mika-san’s---“
“You don’t even call her by nice lovey-dovey names, what’s with the -san? You’re practically married. Oh God, you’re so horribl-“
”It’s called good manners, Shindou-san and-“ Tohma cut in.
“How can you do this to them? Don’t you have any conscience? Mika is a good person, very pretty, very nice - how can she live knowing you… you’re pining for my Yuki… how... how… I didn’t know this before...,” Shuichi glared at Tohma harder, sure that Tohma was the devil-incarnate himself.
”You need to divorce Mika if you want to continue with your lewd - eeww -perversions, Seguchi-san! It’s not fair to her and the baby!” The singer began pouting, but Tohma was very expressionlessly looking at him.
”What’s not fair is you, Shindou-san,” Tohma said calmly before raising his voice and, miraculously, losing his temper. “Do not make assumptions of me when you don’t know anything. I love Mika-san, thank you. We go out to dinner together, candlelit, three times every week. I am not a pervert, by the way and-“ Tohma marched toward Shuichi and leveled their eyes, “I did not hurt Eiri-san in any way sexually. I promise. I live to protect those who are close to me and you will not assume otherwise, Shindou-san.” He sighed and snatched the blanket from the younger man’s hands.
”Now, Shindou-san,” Tohma said. He was smiling again, but this time it was with less malice. “Let us go back to the sofa, share this blanket and be nice to each other. We need to get back alive to the people that need us, don’t we?”
Shuichi nodded mutely and then began sniffling. “Is that true? You’re not evil? You didn’t do all those bad things?” he asked.
Tohma sighed. “Let’s leave it at that, Shindou-san.” He led Shuichi toward the sofa and sit on it before doing so himself He carefully wrapped the thick blanket around them so there was very little cold seeping in
”Why… why doesn’t this cabin have a bed?” Shuichi asked in-between hiccups and sniffs.
”You’ll get sick if you cry, Shindou-san,” Tohma said quietly before wiping the tears on the younger man’s face carefully with his gloves. “So don’t cry.”
Shuichi sniffed and nodded.
”Concerning the cabin - we’re in an area where affordable luxury cabins are offered, so it’s just one-room. In addition, these cabins are rented for one time, Shindou-san. It’s cheap, you can use it for parties, the nearest city is just an hour’s drive away so why bother staying in the place?” Tohma paused for breath and smiled at Shuichi, “And finally, there is such a thing as a sleeping bag, which we neglected to bring when we rushed to see if Eiri-san was going to destroy his life by cheating on you with a big-breasted blonde.”
Shuichi laughed and pressed his body closer to Tohma, for warmth. He was no longer afraid. “You do have a sense of humor, Seguchi-san… can I call you Tohma? I’m on a first-name basis always!”
”Very Americanized, aren’t we, Shindou-san?” Tohma said softly, “I believe in respect, Shindou-san, and upholding the Japanese way of courtesy.”
”Bah, the word is changing, Tohma! I mean, it’s not getting Americanized, it’s…..”
---
Eiri and Hiro rushed toward the car that had driven into the Yuki Eiri-Shindou Shuichi residence. Hiro didn’t recognize the car, but Eiri did, and as soon as a little worse for wear-looking Tohma stepped out of the driver’s seat, Eiri rushed to give him a punch.
”What did you do to Shuichi?” Eiri growled and turned his attention to the car where, in the backseat, Shuichi lay, unconscious. He snapped his head toward Tohma again and began glaring. “You tricked him, didn’t you? If anythi-“
”Shuichi!” Hiro’s voice stopped Eiri and he ran around the car to where Hiro was, standing in front of the backseat door.
Shuichi was rubbing his eyes and waking up. He yawned and then looked around. “Oi! Tohma, tell me about the last concert you had in Hokkaido in 1998! You promised! Continue, continue!” He got up, completely ignoring Eiri and Hiro before skipping toward Tohma. “Hey wait, I didn’t punch you while I was asleep, right? Where’d you get that? Oh no no…. I’m sorry! Eiri says I do stuff when I sleep sometimes -“ Shuichi slapped his forehead, “Are you alright? Are you alright? Do you need an icepack, I’ll go rush to get one upstairs--“
The pink ball of energy began to live up to his name by rushing into the house for an icepack, leaving the three men in an uncomfortable silence.
”This is like the twilight zone,” Hiro muttered.
Eiri nodded, eyeing Tohma suspiciously. “What exactly did you do, Tohma?” The writer asked slowly, his eyes narrowing into slits.
Tohma laughed and smiled. “Nothing. I just added one more person to the list.”
Just then, Shuichi appeared from their house carrying a pink icepack. Tohma wordlessly walked up toward the younger man but not before throwing a mysterious glance towards Eiri and Hiro’s direction, leaving the two even more bewildered by the sudden change in the relations between the singer and his company president.
”…What list?” Hiro found the voice to ask. Eiri hmmph’ed.
“I seriously don’t know,” Eiri said quietly, watching as his lover began dabbling the icepack onto Tohma’s swollen cheek a little too eagerly. “I don’t think we should worry though - if the list were bad… Shuichi would be in a ditch, rotting and cut up in a hundred pieces by now…”
”You know, you’re much nicer when I don’t think you’re an evil megalomaniac, controlling jerk! You’re even better than Eiri!” Eiri heard Shuichi say suddenly. The writer twitched and Hiro began ‘ooh’ing amusedly.
”That list better not be too good, huh? Yuki-san?” Hiro asked nonchalantly before visibly trying to stop himself from breaking into uncontrollable laughter when Shuichi began hugging Tohma a little bit too tightly.
Eiri had some serious problems ahead of him.
^_^ Much thanks to kageotogi for beta-ing this :D
[FANDOM] Gravitation
[CHARACTERS/PAIRINGS] Tohma and Shuichi, mainly.
[TITLE] The List
[RATING] PG-13
[WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS] Gravitation does not belong to me, a lowly fangirl. Wee :D
The One Blanket Challenge : The List
“Soooo, remind me again why I’m sitting here with the devil, one blanket, and a raging snow storm outside.” Shindou Shuichi, Bad Luck’s pink-haired-ball-of-energy turned his head to the side where the calm but visibly irritated face of his company president sat. Seguchi Tohma was quietly gazing out into the space before him, thinking -probably-, and very obviously ignoring Shuichi’s presence. There was a loud howl outside and they both shivered, allowing their bodies more contact and thus irritating both more.
”I hate this,” Shuichi grumbled. His lips began trembling as he broke into tears. “I was supposed to be Yuki right now! We’d be seated here in the sofa, sharing a big cup of hot chocolate and doing naaaaughty things under the blanket but instead you’re here!”
Tohma squinted and lifted a hand from inside the blanket to wipe off the bits of saliva that had splattered onto his face from Shuichi’s mouth - the boy could talk very fast. “Shindou-san,” Tohma began in a sweet voice, accompanied by that deadly ‘I’m going to toss you in front of a car and kill your career’ look. “I do not think you should speak with your superiors in this manner. A little more respect is appropriate. After all, I do hold the keys to your continued success.”
Shuichi stopped crying and glared at the blond haired man. “Oh, I’m sure that’s going to make you happy - you’ll have Yuki all to yourself! So what’re you going to do? Push me in front of the car or tell the whole of Japan that I’m really a girl in disguise that’s why I’m so pretty?” Shuichi finished by sticking out his tongue. Unfortunately, they were so close to each other that his tongue actually touched Tohma’s lips. There was a fraction of a second reprieve and then the semi-peaceful coexistence between them exploded
Shuichi jumped away from the sofa, clutching the blanket with both hands, and began a tug of war. He knew he had to get away as much as possible from his evil and calculating manager if he wanted his sanity and life preserved. Theoretically, he could simply step away and maybe, plant himself on the floor, sleep on it as is his habit whenever he fell off the couch when Eiri kicked him out of the room but if he did, in the cold weather, he knew he’d be one dead ice popsicle by morning. “I need this blanket, Seguchi-san! I get hypothermia, the concert next week goes kaput and you lose money!”
Tohma laughed the evil-I’ll-make-everything-happen-even-if-it-means-orchestrated-murder laugh. “Money isn’t everything, Shindou-san, and I need to preserve my body, so be a good little boy and sit back here, share the blanket, so we’re both satisfied
”I don’t want to share with y-Oh my God,” Shuichi began pulling harder, “You really are a pervert, aren’t you! You called me boy! You’re just like Michael Jackson! You like molesting little boys… You… you… molested Eiri as a little boy that’s why he’s so grumpy and has problems!” Shuichi paused and his eyes widened in pseudo-realization. “So it wasn’t just Kitazawa Yuki who did the damaging! He had a pervert in the family!”
Tohma stared at him with an expressionless face and then stood up calmly. He frowned, and his left eye began to twitch just a bit. “I did not molest Eiri-san. ” Tohma emphasized each word and then began to pull at the blanket with very little of whatever calm he had moments ago.
”Oh really!” Shuichi sneered. “Then what were all those lingering touches… I mean, Yuki’s all big and big now but when you were younger… “ Shuichi said lingering with a singsong voice. “How old is the age difference between you and Yuki anyway? And and…. “
“What, Shindou-san?” Tohma asked through gritted teeth.
”He’s your wife’s brother…” Shuichi eased his pull on the blanket as his mind began to piece the horrid facts together. “You don’t love Mika! You just married her and got her pregnant to be close to Eiri! You got her pregnant and now a poor little boy will live in a broken home with a gay father who screws other people and doesn’t love his wife!”
“Where do you get this things, Shindou-san…?”
”You’re a horrible, horrible, horrible human being, Seguchi-san! And I thought you were just scary and scary and…. And… manipulative! And evil!”
“Shindou-san, I’m aware that Eiri-san is Mika-san’s---“
“You don’t even call her by nice lovey-dovey names, what’s with the -san? You’re practically married. Oh God, you’re so horribl-“
”It’s called good manners, Shindou-san and-“ Tohma cut in.
“How can you do this to them? Don’t you have any conscience? Mika is a good person, very pretty, very nice - how can she live knowing you… you’re pining for my Yuki… how... how… I didn’t know this before...,” Shuichi glared at Tohma harder, sure that Tohma was the devil-incarnate himself.
”You need to divorce Mika if you want to continue with your lewd - eeww -perversions, Seguchi-san! It’s not fair to her and the baby!” The singer began pouting, but Tohma was very expressionlessly looking at him.
”What’s not fair is you, Shindou-san,” Tohma said calmly before raising his voice and, miraculously, losing his temper. “Do not make assumptions of me when you don’t know anything. I love Mika-san, thank you. We go out to dinner together, candlelit, three times every week. I am not a pervert, by the way and-“ Tohma marched toward Shuichi and leveled their eyes, “I did not hurt Eiri-san in any way sexually. I promise. I live to protect those who are close to me and you will not assume otherwise, Shindou-san.” He sighed and snatched the blanket from the younger man’s hands.
”Now, Shindou-san,” Tohma said. He was smiling again, but this time it was with less malice. “Let us go back to the sofa, share this blanket and be nice to each other. We need to get back alive to the people that need us, don’t we?”
Shuichi nodded mutely and then began sniffling. “Is that true? You’re not evil? You didn’t do all those bad things?” he asked.
Tohma sighed. “Let’s leave it at that, Shindou-san.” He led Shuichi toward the sofa and sit on it before doing so himself He carefully wrapped the thick blanket around them so there was very little cold seeping in
”Why… why doesn’t this cabin have a bed?” Shuichi asked in-between hiccups and sniffs.
”You’ll get sick if you cry, Shindou-san,” Tohma said quietly before wiping the tears on the younger man’s face carefully with his gloves. “So don’t cry.”
Shuichi sniffed and nodded.
”Concerning the cabin - we’re in an area where affordable luxury cabins are offered, so it’s just one-room. In addition, these cabins are rented for one time, Shindou-san. It’s cheap, you can use it for parties, the nearest city is just an hour’s drive away so why bother staying in the place?” Tohma paused for breath and smiled at Shuichi, “And finally, there is such a thing as a sleeping bag, which we neglected to bring when we rushed to see if Eiri-san was going to destroy his life by cheating on you with a big-breasted blonde.”
Shuichi laughed and pressed his body closer to Tohma, for warmth. He was no longer afraid. “You do have a sense of humor, Seguchi-san… can I call you Tohma? I’m on a first-name basis always!”
”Very Americanized, aren’t we, Shindou-san?” Tohma said softly, “I believe in respect, Shindou-san, and upholding the Japanese way of courtesy.”
”Bah, the word is changing, Tohma! I mean, it’s not getting Americanized, it’s…..”
---
Eiri and Hiro rushed toward the car that had driven into the Yuki Eiri-Shindou Shuichi residence. Hiro didn’t recognize the car, but Eiri did, and as soon as a little worse for wear-looking Tohma stepped out of the driver’s seat, Eiri rushed to give him a punch.
”What did you do to Shuichi?” Eiri growled and turned his attention to the car where, in the backseat, Shuichi lay, unconscious. He snapped his head toward Tohma again and began glaring. “You tricked him, didn’t you? If anythi-“
”Shuichi!” Hiro’s voice stopped Eiri and he ran around the car to where Hiro was, standing in front of the backseat door.
Shuichi was rubbing his eyes and waking up. He yawned and then looked around. “Oi! Tohma, tell me about the last concert you had in Hokkaido in 1998! You promised! Continue, continue!” He got up, completely ignoring Eiri and Hiro before skipping toward Tohma. “Hey wait, I didn’t punch you while I was asleep, right? Where’d you get that? Oh no no…. I’m sorry! Eiri says I do stuff when I sleep sometimes -“ Shuichi slapped his forehead, “Are you alright? Are you alright? Do you need an icepack, I’ll go rush to get one upstairs--“
The pink ball of energy began to live up to his name by rushing into the house for an icepack, leaving the three men in an uncomfortable silence.
”This is like the twilight zone,” Hiro muttered.
Eiri nodded, eyeing Tohma suspiciously. “What exactly did you do, Tohma?” The writer asked slowly, his eyes narrowing into slits.
Tohma laughed and smiled. “Nothing. I just added one more person to the list.”
Just then, Shuichi appeared from their house carrying a pink icepack. Tohma wordlessly walked up toward the younger man but not before throwing a mysterious glance towards Eiri and Hiro’s direction, leaving the two even more bewildered by the sudden change in the relations between the singer and his company president.
”…What list?” Hiro found the voice to ask. Eiri hmmph’ed.
“I seriously don’t know,” Eiri said quietly, watching as his lover began dabbling the icepack onto Tohma’s swollen cheek a little too eagerly. “I don’t think we should worry though - if the list were bad… Shuichi would be in a ditch, rotting and cut up in a hundred pieces by now…”
”You know, you’re much nicer when I don’t think you’re an evil megalomaniac, controlling jerk! You’re even better than Eiri!” Eiri heard Shuichi say suddenly. The writer twitched and Hiro began ‘ooh’ing amusedly.
”That list better not be too good, huh? Yuki-san?” Hiro asked nonchalantly before visibly trying to stop himself from breaking into uncontrollable laughter when Shuichi began hugging Tohma a little bit too tightly.
Eiri had some serious problems ahead of him.
^_^ Much thanks to kageotogi for beta-ing this :D