Fanfiction - Revenge of the Pokemon
Title: Revenge of the Pokemon
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Akanishi Jin X Pikachu (in the most platonic way possible) Smidgen of Nishikido Ryo X Takaki Yuya/Tegoshi Yuya.
Rating: PG
Summary: Prompt: I remember a while ago seeing a comment that Jin had matured from collecting pokemon to collecting std's. So the pokemon get back at him for ignoring them.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Fail!Crack
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki <3
Finally getting around to posting these. This was written for the Rare Pair Anonmeme
"Pika-pika!”
At first, Jin didn't piece together what he was hearing, but slowly the noise trickled into his brain and his eyes pushed open.
“Pikaaa~a!” The sound was so very familiar, even if long forgotten...but...
“The fuck?” He murmured in drunken English, which was only minorly worse then his regular English. He stared at the Pikachu as it swam in and out of focus. The electric mouse looked completely displeased, eyes narrowed at the man.
“....What the fuck?” He sat back, still staring, his head a haze of confusion. “Pikachu?”
The yellow creature leaped onto his chest, continuing to chatter in a shrill and scolding chant of: “Pi! Pika-pika! Pika~chu!” Pikachu jabbed him in the nose, not ceasing its triad.
Jin just let it, well, yell at him. So what if it was just saying its name over and over again, Jin understood it. The message was pretty simple.
So a bunch of foreign chicks hangin' on ya suddenly makes you too good for us?
Fuck you too.
The next thing Jin knew, his hair was standing on end, literally, as Pikachu let out an ear deafening “PIKA! PIKACHUUUUUUUUUUUU!”, yellow electricity sparking around the small mouse thing before he gave Jin the shock of his life.
There was red.
Then there was white.
Then there was Charlie the Unicorn.
Then there was black.
Finally, there was nothing.
~*~*~
“Jin...” Ryo blearily glared at the the A sprawled on his couch. “You are never having...a party here again.”
Pi appeared behind Ryo and nodded. “That was insane...I think, anyways.” Jin's best friend frowned, trying to remember all the hazy details.
“Wha...what happe-AH!” Jin let out a hair splitting shriek as he noticed a Pikachu lying on the floor. He'd already flailed his way off the back of the couch when it connected with his screwed mind that it was a plushie.
“The hell, Jin!” Ryo exclaimed, staring at him. “What has gotten into you?” The Osakan stooped to pick up the plushie, waving it by an ear. “You were screaming for nearly an hour last night, going on and on about how they were all out to get you....Pi had to almost literally knock you out.”
“....Shut up, shortie.” was all Jin could find to reply with, peeking over the couch at him, glaring slightly. “What the hell are you doing with a Pikachu anyways?”
Ryo fought a blush and stuffed the offending plushie out of sight. “Yuya gave it to me.” He grouched, turning his back.
“Which one?” Jin shot back, crawling back over the couch.
“The one I'm dating, fatso.” Ryo stomped out of the room and Pi just shrugged at Jin, flopping into a seat next to him.
“Just so you know...” His best friend began. “I taped a lot of that on my phone.”
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A/N: xD Have the strangest fic I've written in a while. Failed at the crack and it's way short...but idk, I kinda like it.
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Akanishi Jin X Pikachu (in the most platonic way possible) Smidgen of Nishikido Ryo X Takaki Yuya/Tegoshi Yuya.
Rating: PG
Summary: Prompt: I remember a while ago seeing a comment that Jin had matured from collecting pokemon to collecting std's. So the pokemon get back at him for ignoring them.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Fail!Crack
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki <3
Finally getting around to posting these. This was written for the Rare Pair Anonmeme
"Pika-pika!”
At first, Jin didn't piece together what he was hearing, but slowly the noise trickled into his brain and his eyes pushed open.
“Pikaaa~a!” The sound was so very familiar, even if long forgotten...but...
“The fuck?” He murmured in drunken English, which was only minorly worse then his regular English. He stared at the Pikachu as it swam in and out of focus. The electric mouse looked completely displeased, eyes narrowed at the man.
“....What the fuck?” He sat back, still staring, his head a haze of confusion. “Pikachu?”
The yellow creature leaped onto his chest, continuing to chatter in a shrill and scolding chant of: “Pi! Pika-pika! Pika~chu!” Pikachu jabbed him in the nose, not ceasing its triad.
Jin just let it, well, yell at him. So what if it was just saying its name over and over again, Jin understood it. The message was pretty simple.
So a bunch of foreign chicks hangin' on ya suddenly makes you too good for us?
Fuck you too.
The next thing Jin knew, his hair was standing on end, literally, as Pikachu let out an ear deafening “PIKA! PIKACHUUUUUUUUUUUU!”, yellow electricity sparking around the small mouse thing before he gave Jin the shock of his life.
There was red.
Then there was white.
Then there was Charlie the Unicorn.
Then there was black.
Finally, there was nothing.
~*~*~
“Jin...” Ryo blearily glared at the the A sprawled on his couch. “You are never having...a party here again.”
Pi appeared behind Ryo and nodded. “That was insane...I think, anyways.” Jin's best friend frowned, trying to remember all the hazy details.
“Wha...what happe-AH!” Jin let out a hair splitting shriek as he noticed a Pikachu lying on the floor. He'd already flailed his way off the back of the couch when it connected with his screwed mind that it was a plushie.
“The hell, Jin!” Ryo exclaimed, staring at him. “What has gotten into you?” The Osakan stooped to pick up the plushie, waving it by an ear. “You were screaming for nearly an hour last night, going on and on about how they were all out to get you....Pi had to almost literally knock you out.”
“....Shut up, shortie.” was all Jin could find to reply with, peeking over the couch at him, glaring slightly. “What the hell are you doing with a Pikachu anyways?”
Ryo fought a blush and stuffed the offending plushie out of sight. “Yuya gave it to me.” He grouched, turning his back.
“Which one?” Jin shot back, crawling back over the couch.
“The one I'm dating, fatso.” Ryo stomped out of the room and Pi just shrugged at Jin, flopping into a seat next to him.
“Just so you know...” His best friend began. “I taped a lot of that on my phone.”
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A/N: xD Have the strangest fic I've written in a while. Failed at the crack and it's way short...but idk, I kinda like it.