5980 + Rubber Ducky
Title: Rubber Ducky, You're the One
Rating: PG
Pairing: 5980
Genre: Humor
Warnings: Cute to the EXTREME
Summary: Gokudera has an obssessive urge to check on his "little" friend, who is going to be the death of him, with all of this stress.
Notes: For irpirate for correctly guessing over on Exchanged Ficlets. This is from her prompt of 5980 + Yellow Rubber Ducky. Also, I'm SORRY. And beanclam's Yama in a Bottle. And Binni.
Worry and anxiety plagued Gokudera all throughout the school day. It had been following him around like a dark cloud ever since he and the Tenth went to the beach and found that bottle. The bottle with a tiny person inside. The tiny person (Ironically named "Yama") that the Tenth insisted he (Gokudera) take care of so Lambo couldn't get his hands on the little guy and throw him around like some "toy." And Yama was not a toy. He was a fully functioning... tiny... person.
A tiny person that was probably stranded on Gokudera's dining table. Or bed. Or bathroom sink. Or bookcase. Sure, his cat Uri was usually a wonderful help (carrying Yama across the apartment, opening the cupboards for him), but what if Uri was out hunting? (Or trying to catch Hibird again?) There were countless things that could happen to Yama while he was at school. (A gas leak, the apartment complex burning down, Yama could fall in the toilet.)
So, not a second after helping the Tenth finish his homework, Gokudera sprinted home to make sure Yama was okay. (He left the house phone, numbers-up, on the dining table so Yama could climb over it, push the buttons and call him if he needed anything, but still.) Without missing a step, Gokudera kicked off his shoes and ran into his apartment, where he then realized he didn't know where in his apartment Yama was. (At only a three and a half inches tall, Yama could be anywhere.) "Yama! Where are you? Is everything okay?"
Splashes and a now-familiar laughter floats out from his kitchen. Gokudera dashed to the sink where he found Uri (slightly wet and sporting a soap bubble hat) sprawled on the adjacent counter and Yama floating around the mostly full sink. Floating around on a rubber ducky. Dumbfounded, Gokudera simplyed stared until Yama turned around and noticed him. "Oh! Hayato's home. Okaeri!"
"Y-Yama, what are you doing?! You could drown! Are you stupid?"
Undeterred, Yama plucked his mini sailor shirt. "I found this in that pack of doll clothes you bought me. I wanted to try it out. Uri thought it was a good idea."
Gokudera plucked Yama, rubber ducky, sailor suit and all and set him down on the counter next to Uri. "Yama. Uri is a cat. He's not even a real cat. He's a box." Gokudera closed his eyes and rubbed his face. "Next time, check it with me first. Not, Uri."
Of course, that just earned him a laugh (courtesy of Yama) and a nice row of scratches up his arm (thanks to Uri.)
Rating: PG
Pairing: 5980
Genre: Humor
Warnings: Cute to the EXTREME
Summary: Gokudera has an obssessive urge to check on his "little" friend, who is going to be the death of him, with all of this stress.
Notes: For irpirate for correctly guessing over on Exchanged Ficlets. This is from her prompt of 5980 + Yellow Rubber Ducky. Also, I'm SORRY. And beanclam's Yama in a Bottle. And Binni.
Worry and anxiety plagued Gokudera all throughout the school day. It had been following him around like a dark cloud ever since he and the Tenth went to the beach and found that bottle. The bottle with a tiny person inside. The tiny person (Ironically named "Yama") that the Tenth insisted he (Gokudera) take care of so Lambo couldn't get his hands on the little guy and throw him around like some "toy." And Yama was not a toy. He was a fully functioning... tiny... person.
A tiny person that was probably stranded on Gokudera's dining table. Or bed. Or bathroom sink. Or bookcase. Sure, his cat Uri was usually a wonderful help (carrying Yama across the apartment, opening the cupboards for him), but what if Uri was out hunting? (Or trying to catch Hibird again?) There were countless things that could happen to Yama while he was at school. (A gas leak, the apartment complex burning down, Yama could fall in the toilet.)
So, not a second after helping the Tenth finish his homework, Gokudera sprinted home to make sure Yama was okay. (He left the house phone, numbers-up, on the dining table so Yama could climb over it, push the buttons and call him if he needed anything, but still.) Without missing a step, Gokudera kicked off his shoes and ran into his apartment, where he then realized he didn't know where in his apartment Yama was. (At only a three and a half inches tall, Yama could be anywhere.) "Yama! Where are you? Is everything okay?"
Splashes and a now-familiar laughter floats out from his kitchen. Gokudera dashed to the sink where he found Uri (slightly wet and sporting a soap bubble hat) sprawled on the adjacent counter and Yama floating around the mostly full sink. Floating around on a rubber ducky. Dumbfounded, Gokudera simplyed stared until Yama turned around and noticed him. "Oh! Hayato's home. Okaeri!"
"Y-Yama, what are you doing?! You could drown! Are you stupid?"
Undeterred, Yama plucked his mini sailor shirt. "I found this in that pack of doll clothes you bought me. I wanted to try it out. Uri thought it was a good idea."
Gokudera plucked Yama, rubber ducky, sailor suit and all and set him down on the counter next to Uri. "Yama. Uri is a cat. He's not even a real cat. He's a box." Gokudera closed his eyes and rubbed his face. "Next time, check it with me first. Not, Uri."
Of course, that just earned him a laugh (courtesy of Yama) and a nice row of scratches up his arm (thanks to Uri.)