Operation [Personal Hamachan] Ch. 3
Title: Operation [Personal Hamachan]
Pairing: Hamanaka Bunichi x Hamada Takahiro
Safety level: 100%
Summary: Bunichi liked Hamachan for a long while and intends to make Hamachan his own
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, nothing of the story is proven to be true
Operation [Personal Hamachan]
Plan A: Take by force
When a chance appears, lift Hamachan and run to safety.
Plan B: Trade
Kidnap Daichi and Akito and trade with Junta for Hamachan.
Plan C: Use a trap
Say you have to show him something and then lock him up.
Plan D: Clone
Steal some DNA and wait until human cloning is done normally.
Plan E: Confess
If all else fails, just confess.
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Bunichi was beginning to feel more and more aggitated. So far his plans had no succes. It was time for a more radical approach.
Today, at the end of the rehearsals, he will tell Hamachan he had to pick up something from the wardrobe and ask him to help. If they are both inside of the walk-in closet, he will then purposely lock the door (not forgetting the key this time) and make a move.
A few hours later, the rehearsels had ended and Bunichi walked over to Hamachan.
"Can you help me with something?" He asked.
"I have to get something from the wardrobe".
Hamachan hessitated for a moment but then agreed to come along.
And as planned both of them ended up locked in.
Bunichi was nearing Hamachan slowely and cautiously. The taller boy seemed more nervous then he expected.
"Are you ok?" He asked him.
"It's just that. . .I don't like being locked in." The younger answered.
"It's ok, someone will come to get us." Bunichi said, making a mental note to get rid of the key in his pocket.
The nervous look on Hamachans face affected Bunichis basic instincts. This was his chance. Protectively he pulled Hamachans head closer towards his own body, stroking the soft strands of hair with his fingertips. His other arm around his waist. It wasn't something new to Hamachan, so he naturally draped his arms around the smaller boy.
Seconds past, maybe minutes. Bunichi didn't care. He could stay like this forever. Even without food or water, which seemed overrated anyway. Hamachan shifted his head, their foreheads now touching. Bunichi blushed. Could this be. . . ?
Their faces got closer, his breath on the older boys face, lashes almost touching.
Suddenly the door opened with a bang.
"There are you!" Maashii exclaimed.
"We have to practice one more thing."
Bunichi suddenly panicked because of the closeness and in his panicking accidentaly slapped Hamachans face. Hamachan looked confused and walked out.
Great.
Another plan failed.
Pairing: Hamanaka Bunichi x Hamada Takahiro
Safety level: 100%
Summary: Bunichi liked Hamachan for a long while and intends to make Hamachan his own
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, nothing of the story is proven to be true
Operation [Personal Hamachan]
Plan A: Take by force
When a chance appears, lift Hamachan and run to safety.
Plan B: Trade
Kidnap Daichi and Akito and trade with Junta for Hamachan.
Plan C: Use a trap
Say you have to show him something and then lock him up.
Plan D: Clone
Steal some DNA and wait until human cloning is done normally.
Plan E: Confess
If all else fails, just confess.
------
Bunichi was beginning to feel more and more aggitated. So far his plans had no succes. It was time for a more radical approach.
Today, at the end of the rehearsals, he will tell Hamachan he had to pick up something from the wardrobe and ask him to help. If they are both inside of the walk-in closet, he will then purposely lock the door (not forgetting the key this time) and make a move.
A few hours later, the rehearsels had ended and Bunichi walked over to Hamachan.
"Can you help me with something?" He asked.
"I have to get something from the wardrobe".
Hamachan hessitated for a moment but then agreed to come along.
And as planned both of them ended up locked in.
Bunichi was nearing Hamachan slowely and cautiously. The taller boy seemed more nervous then he expected.
"Are you ok?" He asked him.
"It's just that. . .I don't like being locked in." The younger answered.
"It's ok, someone will come to get us." Bunichi said, making a mental note to get rid of the key in his pocket.
The nervous look on Hamachans face affected Bunichis basic instincts. This was his chance. Protectively he pulled Hamachans head closer towards his own body, stroking the soft strands of hair with his fingertips. His other arm around his waist. It wasn't something new to Hamachan, so he naturally draped his arms around the smaller boy.
Seconds past, maybe minutes. Bunichi didn't care. He could stay like this forever. Even without food or water, which seemed overrated anyway. Hamachan shifted his head, their foreheads now touching. Bunichi blushed. Could this be. . . ?
Their faces got closer, his breath on the older boys face, lashes almost touching.
Suddenly the door opened with a bang.
"There are you!" Maashii exclaimed.
"We have to practice one more thing."
Bunichi suddenly panicked because of the closeness and in his panicking accidentaly slapped Hamachans face. Hamachan looked confused and walked out.
Great.
Another plan failed.