[FIC] - Swing - Tora/Nao - PG - Oneshot
Title: Swing
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Genre: .... cracky romance?
Pairings: Tora/Nao
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene. Tora. Skirt.
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"Are you serious?" Shou asked with mirth in his voice.
Tora didn't answer immediately, first he took his time and put his guitar backpack down, leaning it against the amp. "In fact, I am." He crossed his arms and perked an annoyed brow.
Hiroto looked up from his PSP for the first time since Tora had entered the studio. Until now he had been sitting on his own amp, letting his shorts-clad legs dangle down, swinging to a melody trapped in his head. "Did you wear that all the way here? You didn't take the train, did you?"
Tora turned around to try staring down their youngest - which was, as usual, not working. "So what?"
Hiroto smiled at him. "Well, you could at least have shaved your legs if you decided to wear a skirt."
"And how often have I told you not to wear those socks?" Their vocalist said from the leather couch, his lover clinging to his shoulder, shaking with silent laughter.
"Visual Kei, dude, I wear what the fuck I want!" Tora growled, unzipping his backpack to pull out his dear seven string guitar. "It's way too hot out there to wear anything else, anyway."
Shou looked over at Nao who was gnawing on his bottom lip and trying to wring his drumsticks. Tora in a skirt, with that little swing in his walk making it move; how it made his hips look so - oh, Nao didn't dare to finish that thought. Shou chuckled for a moment, his love-struck leader was quite entertaining from time to time.
The tall guitarist's phone was vibrating and soon pulled out of the bag, too. A text message, not pleasing as it seemed. Tora glowered at his friends. "Who the fuck texted Miyavi about this?"
Saga couldn't hold back anymore, he burst into bubbling laughter, toppling over onto the couch, the guitar picks being thrown at him just making the bassist laugh even harder.
"Well, you have one fan for sure." The vocalist pointed at Nao. "I guess he likes his men a little edgy."
There was a blush on both sides, coloring the drummer's cheeks just as much as Tora's.
They still had to take a heart to gain one.
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Lol, yes, random. I'm off to bed now.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Genre: .... cracky romance?
Pairings: Tora/Nao
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene. Tora. Skirt.
Rainchaser's Archive
______________________________
"Are you serious?" Shou asked with mirth in his voice.
Tora didn't answer immediately, first he took his time and put his guitar backpack down, leaning it against the amp. "In fact, I am." He crossed his arms and perked an annoyed brow.
Hiroto looked up from his PSP for the first time since Tora had entered the studio. Until now he had been sitting on his own amp, letting his shorts-clad legs dangle down, swinging to a melody trapped in his head. "Did you wear that all the way here? You didn't take the train, did you?"
Tora turned around to try staring down their youngest - which was, as usual, not working. "So what?"
Hiroto smiled at him. "Well, you could at least have shaved your legs if you decided to wear a skirt."
"And how often have I told you not to wear those socks?" Their vocalist said from the leather couch, his lover clinging to his shoulder, shaking with silent laughter.
"Visual Kei, dude, I wear what the fuck I want!" Tora growled, unzipping his backpack to pull out his dear seven string guitar. "It's way too hot out there to wear anything else, anyway."
Shou looked over at Nao who was gnawing on his bottom lip and trying to wring his drumsticks. Tora in a skirt, with that little swing in his walk making it move; how it made his hips look so - oh, Nao didn't dare to finish that thought. Shou chuckled for a moment, his love-struck leader was quite entertaining from time to time.
The tall guitarist's phone was vibrating and soon pulled out of the bag, too. A text message, not pleasing as it seemed. Tora glowered at his friends. "Who the fuck texted Miyavi about this?"
Saga couldn't hold back anymore, he burst into bubbling laughter, toppling over onto the couch, the guitar picks being thrown at him just making the bassist laugh even harder.
"Well, you have one fan for sure." The vocalist pointed at Nao. "I guess he likes his men a little edgy."
There was a blush on both sides, coloring the drummer's cheeks just as much as Tora's.
They still had to take a heart to gain one.
______________________________
Lol, yes, random. I'm off to bed now.