Stalker [One-Shot] HikaInoo
Title: Stalker
Pairing: HikaInoo
Rating: PG
Genre: no clue o.o
Note: Ummmm inspired by ai_ai_gasa's avatar XDDD oh nooo~ i fail T__T and i couldn't write out the ending...i was too embarassed XDD; you can just imagine how it ends by yourself...^_^;
Inoo was sitting at home with nothing to do. He tried watching some tv and doing some homework but he got bored of it and decided to just settle on watching his bedroom wall in front of him. He jumped up when his cellphone tone started ringing. He quickly opened his phone and read the message.
hey there~ ^_^
it’s hikaru. come
to my house today?
got a new video
game XDDDD
Inoo smiled and quickly typed back a reply.
yeah, id love to.
howd you know
im totally bored?
stalking me? ~_^
Inoo laughed at his own joke and waited for Hikaru’s reply. He grinned when he saw the flashing message and quickly flipped his phone open.
yeah i am. watcha
gonna do about it
XDDDDDDDDD
Inoo looked shocked for a second but just shook it off as one of Hikaru’s stupid joke and started grabbing his stuff to leave. Hikaru made some stupid jokes sometimes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inoo rang the doorbell to Hikaru’s house. He was shocked when he heard a loud “OH CRAP” and lot’s of stumbling around. He was about to call the police when Hikaru opened the door with messy hair and his cheeks slightly flustered.
“Umm….hey.”
“Uhhh…hi, is everything okay here?”
“Yeah, yeah. Just trying to do uhh…do some last minute cleaning. Anyways, come in!” Hikaru said, still very very flustered. Inoo gave him a weird look but nodded. He took off his shoes and looked around the house. If Hikaru had cleaned his house up before Inoo had come he really hoped he would never have to see Hikaru’s house before that. There was paper everywhere and things that seemed haphazardly placed on tilting tables. But the place that looked like it got hit hardest by Hurrican Hikaru would have to be his computer desk.
“I’ll go make some snacks so just help yourself.”
“’Kay thanks,” Inoo said. When Hikaru left to go to the kitchen Inoo sighed. He started picking up some of the junk laying on the ground and started straightening the tables. He went over to the computer desk and looked at all the crap that had been accumulating on the desk and decided to move some of the stuff so Hikaru actually had a place to put the snacks when he was done making them. He was moving a pack of molded potato chips when his hand accidently bumped the mouse of Hikaru’s computer. It flashed to life signaling that it was only in sleep mode and not fully turned off.
“What a waste of electricity,” Inoo muttered and turned to the screen to turn the computer off. He almost fell over when he saw what exactly was on the screen. There was a folder opened. And there were pictures. Hundreds of them. And they were all of Inoo. Inoo just gaped voicelessy at the pictures. There were ones of when he was just a junior and more recent ones. There were scans from magazines and stalker pics from fan sites. And under each picture Hikaru had typed a description for each one. They said things like “cute Inoo”, “serious Inoo”, “happy Inoo” and so on. Inoo felt his cheeks heating up when there was a picture of him with no shirt on and the cap saying “sexy Inoo” underneath it.
“I’m back~ Ehh, Inoo what’s wro- OH MY GOSH! WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!” Hikaru shouted. He quickly dropped the tray he was holding, making more of a mess on the ground by the way, and dashed to his computer. He stood between the screen and Inoo with a very flustered face. “I-I…I um…s-see....it’s no-…I..”
“I-I-um…H-Hikaru…What was..um…THAT?” Inoo asked in a fidgety tone. Hikaru flushed.
“It…it was…I-I…well there’s no point in hiding it now…but…I…I...like you, Inoo-chan,” Hikaru said with a defeated voice. He shifted his face so he was looking at the ground instead of Inoo's face. Since he wasn’t looking at Inoo he couldn’t see the pink tint that was on Inoo’s cheeks.
“So…um…you weren’t kidding when you said you were stalking me?” Inoo asked shyly. He blushed at his question and decided to beat himself over the head mentally for asking such a girly question. Hikaru felt surprised at Inoo’s question and looked up. When he saw Inoo’s blush and his hair falling in his eyes he couldn’t help but imagine that if this was a picture of Inoo-chan, he would’ve already labelled it “kissable Inoo”. With this thought, Hikaru was slowly gaining his confidence back. It’s not like it takes much to boost his self-esteem anyways. He smirked and went into full flirt mode.
“Yeah I wasn’t kidding. But it’s not my fault that I became a stalker,” Hikaru said innocently, moving a few steps closer to Inoo. Inoo started and moved another few steps back.
“T-then whose fault is it?” Inoo asked cluelessy. Inoo took a few more nervous steps backwards until his back was up against the wall. Hikaru smirked again and glided over to where Inoo was. He placed his hand next to Inoo’s face and his other hand close to Inoo’s waist. He leaned in towards Inoo’s ear and whispered:
“Yours.”
End.
Pairing: HikaInoo
Rating: PG
Genre: no clue o.o
Note: Ummmm inspired by ai_ai_gasa's avatar XDDD oh nooo~ i fail T__T and i couldn't write out the ending...i was too embarassed XDD; you can just imagine how it ends by yourself...^_^;
Inoo was sitting at home with nothing to do. He tried watching some tv and doing some homework but he got bored of it and decided to just settle on watching his bedroom wall in front of him. He jumped up when his cellphone tone started ringing. He quickly opened his phone and read the message.
hey there~ ^_^
it’s hikaru. come
to my house today?
got a new video
game XDDDD
Inoo smiled and quickly typed back a reply.
yeah, id love to.
howd you know
im totally bored?
stalking me? ~_^
Inoo laughed at his own joke and waited for Hikaru’s reply. He grinned when he saw the flashing message and quickly flipped his phone open.
yeah i am. watcha
gonna do about it
XDDDDDDDDD
Inoo looked shocked for a second but just shook it off as one of Hikaru’s stupid joke and started grabbing his stuff to leave. Hikaru made some stupid jokes sometimes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inoo rang the doorbell to Hikaru’s house. He was shocked when he heard a loud “OH CRAP” and lot’s of stumbling around. He was about to call the police when Hikaru opened the door with messy hair and his cheeks slightly flustered.
“Umm….hey.”
“Uhhh…hi, is everything okay here?”
“Yeah, yeah. Just trying to do uhh…do some last minute cleaning. Anyways, come in!” Hikaru said, still very very flustered. Inoo gave him a weird look but nodded. He took off his shoes and looked around the house. If Hikaru had cleaned his house up before Inoo had come he really hoped he would never have to see Hikaru’s house before that. There was paper everywhere and things that seemed haphazardly placed on tilting tables. But the place that looked like it got hit hardest by Hurrican Hikaru would have to be his computer desk.
“I’ll go make some snacks so just help yourself.”
“’Kay thanks,” Inoo said. When Hikaru left to go to the kitchen Inoo sighed. He started picking up some of the junk laying on the ground and started straightening the tables. He went over to the computer desk and looked at all the crap that had been accumulating on the desk and decided to move some of the stuff so Hikaru actually had a place to put the snacks when he was done making them. He was moving a pack of molded potato chips when his hand accidently bumped the mouse of Hikaru’s computer. It flashed to life signaling that it was only in sleep mode and not fully turned off.
“What a waste of electricity,” Inoo muttered and turned to the screen to turn the computer off. He almost fell over when he saw what exactly was on the screen. There was a folder opened. And there were pictures. Hundreds of them. And they were all of Inoo. Inoo just gaped voicelessy at the pictures. There were ones of when he was just a junior and more recent ones. There were scans from magazines and stalker pics from fan sites. And under each picture Hikaru had typed a description for each one. They said things like “cute Inoo”, “serious Inoo”, “happy Inoo” and so on. Inoo felt his cheeks heating up when there was a picture of him with no shirt on and the cap saying “sexy Inoo” underneath it.
“I’m back~ Ehh, Inoo what’s wro- OH MY GOSH! WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!” Hikaru shouted. He quickly dropped the tray he was holding, making more of a mess on the ground by the way, and dashed to his computer. He stood between the screen and Inoo with a very flustered face. “I-I…I um…s-see....it’s no-…I..”
“I-I-um…H-Hikaru…What was..um…THAT?” Inoo asked in a fidgety tone. Hikaru flushed.
“It…it was…I-I…well there’s no point in hiding it now…but…I…I...like you, Inoo-chan,” Hikaru said with a defeated voice. He shifted his face so he was looking at the ground instead of Inoo's face. Since he wasn’t looking at Inoo he couldn’t see the pink tint that was on Inoo’s cheeks.
“So…um…you weren’t kidding when you said you were stalking me?” Inoo asked shyly. He blushed at his question and decided to beat himself over the head mentally for asking such a girly question. Hikaru felt surprised at Inoo’s question and looked up. When he saw Inoo’s blush and his hair falling in his eyes he couldn’t help but imagine that if this was a picture of Inoo-chan, he would’ve already labelled it “kissable Inoo”. With this thought, Hikaru was slowly gaining his confidence back. It’s not like it takes much to boost his self-esteem anyways. He smirked and went into full flirt mode.
“Yeah I wasn’t kidding. But it’s not my fault that I became a stalker,” Hikaru said innocently, moving a few steps closer to Inoo. Inoo started and moved another few steps back.
“T-then whose fault is it?” Inoo asked cluelessy. Inoo took a few more nervous steps backwards until his back was up against the wall. Hikaru smirked again and glided over to where Inoo was. He placed his hand next to Inoo’s face and his other hand close to Inoo’s waist. He leaned in towards Inoo’s ear and whispered:
“Yours.”
End.