[oneshot] The Pointless Search - YoSuke
Title: The Pointless Search
Author: talisa_ahn
Pairing: YoSuke (and SenKaido if you squint real hard)
Genre: Humor (hopefully)
Disclaimer: No matter how hard I hope and pray, I don’t have anything to do with Kisumai2 nor anything else in JE. Wow, that’s depressing… haha…
Rating: PG-13+
Summary: Kitayama finds himself wishing that his two band mates would learn to hold off until they got home.
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“Kitayama-kun?” one of the stylists said, poking her head into the Kisumai dressing room. “Have you seen Fujigaya-kun?”
The oldest member looked around the room. Taisuke’s bag was there, but its owner, was not. Turning back to the stylist he said, “I’ll go look for him.” He said it smiling, but as soon as she had closed the door, the smile dropped and he groaned.
From his seat next to Senga, Nikaido snickered. “Something wrong Kitayama?”
Dragging a hand down his face, the older boy sighed heavily and glared at him. “Yokoo’s missing too.”
.oO@Oo.
Taisuke kept looking nervously over at the closed door. “Wataru~! What are you doing? It’s the middle of the day. The jimusho is filled with people!”
Yokoo said nothing as he locked the door and looked back at Taisuke with a predatory glint in his eyes.
.oO@Oo.
Now, Kitayama did not want to be the one to find Taisuke, especially since he was pretty damn sure he’d find Yokoo as well, but it really was better if he found them than someone else. He mentally cursed Nikaido, who had just pointed and laughed as he’d left on his search.
‘The prick could have at least helped,’ he though darkly. Walking down the hall, he silently nodded to those he passed.
He looked into various practice rooms, down isolated corridors, and though he didn’t think he’d find them there, into ABC’s and Hey! Say! JUMP’s dressing rooms. They hadn’t seen Taisuke either, but from the look on Kawai’s face as he left, the boy had come to the same conclusion he had.
Kitayama sighed heavily. Now he was just praying that when he did find them, they were already done. One could hope, ne.
.oO@Oo.
“Nn…” the younger boy groaned. “Wataru~!”
“Shh…” Yokoo shushed, with a smirk on his lips. “Someone might hear you. You don’t want that, do you?” To emphasize his point, he bit down on his shoulder.
Taisuke couldn’t even hold in the moan that followed.
.oO@Oo.
Kitayama froze. He was standing in one of the more isolated hallways of the Jimusho and could have sword he’d just hear-
“Nn! Wataru…”
Sighing heavily, he strode over to the closet door he’d heard the sounds come from. Listening more carefully he could hear more than just Taisuke’s moans. He wanted to face palm. Didn’t they have any shame?!
With a great deal of hesitation, he knocked on the door. The sounds inside stopped immediately. He kicked the door. “Oi! One of the stylists is looking for you Taipi.”
There was a short silence that followed before Yokoo’s annoyed voice came through, slightly muffled by the door. “You’re interrupting because a stylist is looking for Taipi?”
The oldest boy could feel the color creeping up his neck. “Hey! Would you rather have the stylist, or even worse, our manager, look for and find you in a locked closet, or me?” He must have looked ridiculous arguing with a door, but it really pissed him off that Yokoo was being so ungrateful.
“You know what? Just hurry up and get back to the dressing room,” he said heatedly, before marching back down the corridor.
.oO@Oo.
They listened silently to Kitayama’s retreating footsteps. Taisuke was blushing madly in the embarrassment of actually getting caught, but he looked worriedly at Yokoo. “Why’d you do that? He was just looking out for us. He sounded really mad.”
The older boy shook his head. “Don’t worry about him. He’s just mad ‘cause we didn’t invite him to join us.”
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OMAKE~!
NIKA: Hey, Kitayama. I was thinking earlier… Why didn’t you just call his cellphone?
MITSU: Cause it’s on the table.
NIKA: No, Yokoo’s. He always has it on him.
MITSU: *Throws Shokura script at Nika’s head*
A/N: So when I wrote this (in class of course) I had written it, I was imagining YoSuke just making out in the closet. Then I read it again later and it no longer sounded like they were just making out. Haha… ^^; Wonder how that happened….