WTF Series: The one where...Kame is a MILF

Jan 27, 2013 19:16

Title: he one where...Kame is a MILF
Series: TF
Genre: umour
Rating: afe
Disclaimer: do not own anyone mentioned
Summary: ame is popular amongst Hayato's friends

AN Stacey's mom came on and this just had to be written.

Title: The one where…Kazuya is a MILF
Date: ctober 2021
Characters: kanishi Jin (37), Kazuya (35), Hayato (15), Akiyama Yosuke (16), Tsuchiya Hikaru (15), Hyuuga Kosuke (14), Kojima Tomohito (14 - not mentioned but still there)

Tsuchi knew many things about Kame-mama. One, he was his best friend’s very devoted mother. Two, he was a wonderful cook. Three, whenever he ruffled Tsuchi’s hair Tsuchi felt a huge wave of happiness wash over him. Four, Kame-mama was scary when angry, something Tsuchi found out at a very young age. And five? Well the fifth thing Tsuchi knew was that Kame-mama was a total MILF. That was, a mother I’d like to fuck, and it wasn’t only Tsuchi who felt like this; all of his friends and classmates were of the same opinion, in fact Tsuchi was sure the entire school held the same opinion. Tsuchi still remembered the first time he had ever met Kame-mama.

Tsuchi and Hayato first met in elementary school, they were both innocent little bugs who never made any trouble. Honest. Tsuchi wasn’t particularly excited when Hayato had invited him over for a sleepover: he liked his own bed and his own mother and hated having to be polite all the time. From that moment onward Tsuchi’s life had never been the same.

He still remembered how the hair ruffles and cheek pinches felt, how the warm and wonderful pool of happiness settled in his stomach and how his heart beat harder against his chest when Kame-mama would give him one of those mind blowing smiles.

Tsuchi gazed lovingly at Kame-mama who was conversing energetically with a customer. Every day after school Hayato and his friends would come to the ramen shop to hang out, because Hayato would help out and Hayato’s friends just wanted to gaze longingly at Kame-mama. Hayato was upstairs putting his stuff away and the rest of them were waiting at their usual table. Kame-mama would make sure to keep it clear for them every day, he was so considerate.

“Oh Tsuchi you’re getting taller every day, you’re really becoming a man now aren’t you?” He gave Kame-mama a dopey grin as the older man ruffled his hair playfully; Kame-mama looked around the table and noticed Yosuke.

“You’re new” Kame-mama stared at the boy with most adorably confused look on his face. Tsuchi cleared his throat before introducing the love struck teenager.

“This is Akiyama Yosuke, he moved here a couple of weeks ago” Kame-mama gave the boy a wide grin and Tsuchi was sure Yosuke had died for a moment there.

“I’m Hayato’s mother, Akanishi Kazuya, but you can call me Kame-mama” Kame-mama winked at Yosuke who gave out a strangled sort of whine. “Hayato will be down soon and he can take your order alright? And don’t worry about paying, it’s on the house boys” With another wink Kame-mama left to go back to the counter, and the boys watched the swaying backside the entire time.

“That’s Hayato’s mother?” Yosuke looked around the group with shock, the other boys let out a small chuckle before each one nodded. They all remembered their own reaction when they first saw Kame-mama.

“Hot right?” Hyuuga grinned at the boy who nodded dumbly.

“Damn” Yosuke whispered it but they all heard it, and they all understood it.

They all watched Kame-mama as he took the orders of the other customers; he was always smiling and was forever cheerful. The familiar pool of happiness settled in Tsuchi’s stomach as he gazed longingly at the older man, that pool of happiness was soon quenched when Kame-mama reached over the counter to kiss Hayato’s father. Noticing the audience Hayato’s father grinned at the boys and winked. They all sighed in disappointment; Akanishi Jin was one lucky bastard.

It's a little short but meh I actually like this
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p:akame, g:humour, l:drabble, g:crack, r:safe, s:wtf

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