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euphoric_zoneBecause I have no shit to do. (E-learning, y'see.)
Because it doesn't hurt to be girly
Pairing: Sakuraiba (Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki)
Summary: "I thought that you wouldn't love me anymore because only naughty kids get..."
Disclaimer: I do not own any members of Arashi. If I did, I'd be busy fangirling over them and taking pictures of them in maid suits.
Warning: The following is YAOI, aka, guy x guy. Anyone squirmish or against any gay activity should not take heed of this post at all.
P.S. The following is a work of fiction, unless, it has happened in real life (but we'll never know, will we?).
So sue me, I was bored.
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A scream. It wasn't loud, it wasn't piercing. It was rather raspy and husky, come to think of it. But it was still a scream. I groaned and glanced at the clock by the bed. 5 A.M. Honestly, a scream at 5 A.M. in the morning? It had better be pregnancy, considering I only had 3 hours of sleep after a bout of but-I-can't-sleep-read-me-a-bedtime-story and I-still-can't-sleep-let's-have-a-pillow-fight.
I stumbled out of bed, and shuffled over to the bathroom, straining to keep my eyes open and not bang into a wall (like I did last week, running to check on him after he slipped on a bar of soap).
"What is it?" I asked, trying to wipe the sleepiness out of my eyes.
No reply, and I pushed the bathroom door open. Instead of a face, what faced me was a toilet paper wrapped face, or a face in the midst of being wrapped up in toilet paper and mummified. I sighed and walked closer. He would NOT be using my two-ply extra fluffy toilet paper like that.
"Give me that!"
I tried to take the toilet paper roll from his hands. He cowered away, running off and dragging the paper with him. I followed.
"Yada!" he cried, climbing into the bath tub and pulling the shower curtain. I laughed though slightly annoyed, what good would it do to hide in the bathtub? His silhouette could still be seen behind the transluscent curtain covered in a motif of ice cream. The roll of toilet paper was still in his hands, and he was still mummifying himself.
"Aiba-chan, you can run but you can't hide!"
I pushed the shower curtain to one side, and snatched the rolled out of his hands. My god, he'd used half the roll already. I placed the roll onto the shelf above the sink and looked at him, amused.
He was covering his face (or, in this case, a mass of toilet paper) with his hands. His pajama bottoms were still on and he was trying to hide from me as if I was trying to eat him.
I sighed. "Aiba-chan, I'm not going to eat you. Will you please tell me whats wrong and get rid of all that toilet paper?"
I moved to try and rip the toilet paper from his face. He smacked my hand away and tried to run. Again.
"Aiba-chan! GET BACK HERE!"
He shook his head. "Yada! It's hideous!"
My eyebrows raised in suspicion. What. Did. He. Do. This. Time. I remember last month when he tried to dye his hair black. He bought two different types of dyes and after not being able to decide which brand of dye to use, he mixed the two...and needless to say, the results were disasterous. Blue. Bright blue hair. God knows how black became blue.
"Aiba-Chan. What. Did. You. Do. This. Time?"
"Nothing! I didn't do anything!"
"Then show me your face!"
"But...but...it's ugly!"
"Aiba-Chan. Strip it off. Now."
Finally, he slowly unrolled the tissue off his face, and stared at me with round, nearly tearing eyes. If that guy was an animal, he's be a dog, and a cute fluffy puppy at that.
I stared. Blinked. Once, twice.
"Aiba-Chan. I don't see anything."
"Are? But...but...its huge and ugly!" And he stuck he chin out at me.
I stared. Hard. I blinked again. Once, twice, three times.
"Aiba, I still don't see anything."
"This!" And he pointed, his finger positively trembling.
"It's so big ang ugly. When I saw it, I thought that...that...."
He began to tear, well, or it seemed like he would burst into tears. I honestly could not see any blemish on his face. Giving up, I turned to him and asked.
"What is it? And what did you think?"
"It's a pimple! I thought you wouldn't love me anymore because you said only naughty kids would get pimples!"
I burst into laughter. Heck, I was annoyed as hell but I laughed anyway.
"Oh? Is that what you thought?"
He nodded. I laughed again, then stopped at he stared at me, worry written all over his face.
"Now, now, Aiba-Chan. Stop worrying, you'll get wrinkles."
His face immediately turned white and he tried to use his hands to smoothen the lines on his face. I couldn't help but laugh even more.
"Baka," I said, pulling him closer to me for an embrace. "Anata wa honto ni baka desu."
He said nothing, head down, looking crestfallen.
I smirked, then leaned down and kissed his cheek.
"But that's why I love you,"
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Because it doesn't hurt to be girly
Pairing: Sakuraiba (Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki)
Summary: "I thought that you wouldn't love me anymore because only naughty kids get..."
Disclaimer: I do not own any members of Arashi. If I did, I'd be busy fangirling over them and taking pictures of them in maid suits.
Warning: The following is YAOI, aka, guy x guy. Anyone squirmish or against any gay activity should not take heed of this post at all.
P.S. The following is a work of fiction, unless, it has happened in real life (but we'll never know, will we?).
So sue me, I was bored.
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A scream. It wasn't loud, it wasn't piercing. It was rather raspy and husky, come to think of it. But it was still a scream. I groaned and glanced at the clock by the bed. 5 A.M. Honestly, a scream at 5 A.M. in the morning? It had better be pregnancy, considering I only had 3 hours of sleep after a bout of but-I-can't-sleep-read-me-a-bedtime-story and I-still-can't-sleep-let's-have-a-pillow-fight.
I stumbled out of bed, and shuffled over to the bathroom, straining to keep my eyes open and not bang into a wall (like I did last week, running to check on him after he slipped on a bar of soap).
"What is it?" I asked, trying to wipe the sleepiness out of my eyes.
No reply, and I pushed the bathroom door open. Instead of a face, what faced me was a toilet paper wrapped face, or a face in the midst of being wrapped up in toilet paper and mummified. I sighed and walked closer. He would NOT be using my two-ply extra fluffy toilet paper like that.
"Give me that!"
I tried to take the toilet paper roll from his hands. He cowered away, running off and dragging the paper with him. I followed.
"Yada!" he cried, climbing into the bath tub and pulling the shower curtain. I laughed though slightly annoyed, what good would it do to hide in the bathtub? His silhouette could still be seen behind the transluscent curtain covered in a motif of ice cream. The roll of toilet paper was still in his hands, and he was still mummifying himself.
"Aiba-chan, you can run but you can't hide!"
I pushed the shower curtain to one side, and snatched the rolled out of his hands. My god, he'd used half the roll already. I placed the roll onto the shelf above the sink and looked at him, amused.
He was covering his face (or, in this case, a mass of toilet paper) with his hands. His pajama bottoms were still on and he was trying to hide from me as if I was trying to eat him.
I sighed. "Aiba-chan, I'm not going to eat you. Will you please tell me whats wrong and get rid of all that toilet paper?"
I moved to try and rip the toilet paper from his face. He smacked my hand away and tried to run. Again.
"Aiba-chan! GET BACK HERE!"
He shook his head. "Yada! It's hideous!"
My eyebrows raised in suspicion. What. Did. He. Do. This. Time. I remember last month when he tried to dye his hair black. He bought two different types of dyes and after not being able to decide which brand of dye to use, he mixed the two...and needless to say, the results were disasterous. Blue. Bright blue hair. God knows how black became blue.
"Aiba-Chan. What. Did. You. Do. This. Time?"
"Nothing! I didn't do anything!"
"Then show me your face!"
"But...but...it's ugly!"
"Aiba-Chan. Strip it off. Now."
Finally, he slowly unrolled the tissue off his face, and stared at me with round, nearly tearing eyes. If that guy was an animal, he's be a dog, and a cute fluffy puppy at that.
I stared. Blinked. Once, twice.
"Aiba-Chan. I don't see anything."
"Are? But...but...its huge and ugly!" And he stuck he chin out at me.
I stared. Hard. I blinked again. Once, twice, three times.
"Aiba, I still don't see anything."
"This!" And he pointed, his finger positively trembling.
"It's so big ang ugly. When I saw it, I thought that...that...."
He began to tear, well, or it seemed like he would burst into tears. I honestly could not see any blemish on his face. Giving up, I turned to him and asked.
"What is it? And what did you think?"
"It's a pimple! I thought you wouldn't love me anymore because you said only naughty kids would get pimples!"
I burst into laughter. Heck, I was annoyed as hell but I laughed anyway.
"Oh? Is that what you thought?"
He nodded. I laughed again, then stopped at he stared at me, worry written all over his face.
"Now, now, Aiba-Chan. Stop worrying, you'll get wrinkles."
His face immediately turned white and he tried to use his hands to smoothen the lines on his face. I couldn't help but laugh even more.
"Baka," I said, pulling him closer to me for an embrace. "Anata wa honto ni baka desu."
He said nothing, head down, looking crestfallen.
I smirked, then leaned down and kissed his cheek.
"But that's why I love you,"
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on 2008-10-10 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
on 2008-10-10 05:52 am (UTC)And yes, we all love Aiba's baka-ness! XD
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on 2008-10-10 06:33 am (UTC)no subject
on 2008-10-10 06:48 am (UTC)And yes, Sho loves baka Aiba. (and so do I, lol)
XD
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on 2008-10-10 06:52 am (UTC)no subject
on 2008-10-10 07:01 am (UTC)(But he's a totally loveable dork! <3)
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on 2008-10-10 07:03 am (UTC)no subject
on 2008-10-10 10:12 am (UTC)XDDD Adorable. Absolutely adorable. *huggles the fluff* *huggles you for writing such huggable fluff*
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on 2008-10-12 11:55 am (UTC)And yess, FLUFF IS LOVED!
(This was based on me just wanting to hear Aiba complain about a Pimple and Sho saying "But that's why I love you!"
KYAAAA. *fangirls* )
Lol, thank you again! Dork X Baka. Ahhh. *squeal*
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on 2009-04-26 06:10 am (UTC)nobody can resist aiba's bakaness. hahas.
write more story on sakuraiba :D