[Generator Gawl] Untitled, G
Title: Untitled
Author: Anthy
Series: Generator Gawl
Type: General
Characters: Gawl, Ryo, Kouji, Masami
Rating: G
Time: 41 minutes
Disclaimer: Don't own none of the characters. Nada. Nil.
Challenge: Virgin Series
Notes: This just goes. . . I always wanted my first Gawl fic to be a little more serious, but the music I used to time myself didn't help. I ended up with silly fluff.
“Okay! One more time, Gawl! And don’t let those clumsy feet trip me up this time.” Masami commanded.
“Who said it was accidental?”
“ARRGH!”
Ryo looked up from his book at the simultaneous growl from his housemates. The pair was nose to nose in lounging area, the orchestrated waltz music reaching the final bar. Koji sat uninterested beside him; the keys of his notebook were clicked at a steady pace.
“I have to give her credit on attempting the impossible.” Koji noted to Ryo as an ancient pop song from the 1980s appeared on the media player.
“Maybe if they wouldn’t yell at each other at every step, they might get somewhere.” Ryo said smiling.
“They just need to trust each other.” Koji countered, closing his notebook and standing. He walked over to the radio and switched back to the original song. Returning to Ryo, he pulled the shorter teen to his feet. “I’ll lead.”
Ryo grinned and nodded.
“Hey! Hey! What’s this?”
“You know the steps, Gawl.” Ryo calmly said as Koji started to move him into a basic waltz. “It’s just you hesitate on the more complicated steps.”
“I do not!”
“Like a locked brake.”
“I didn’t ask you!”
“Who has had her ass thrown around the room for an hour? You certainly do . . .hey, you two are kinda good.”
“You’ve got to listen to the music as much as your partner.” Koji instructed, standing still and executed a graceful lift. Ryo squeaked in delight but managed to pose before being spun and placed on the floor. The next song was at a slightly faster pace; the pair began to match the tempo seamlessly.
“No fair! You two always show me up.” Gawl grumbled.
“Say, where’d you two learn all that?” Masami asked, following the pair around the room.
“S.E.C.R.E.T.” Ryo replied, side-stepping Koji before getting pulled back and swept across the room.
“Mass-produced freaks of nature.” Gawl muttered silently under his breath as he yawned and walked to sit in front of the window. “This is hardly the time to be learning a two-step.”
Koji said it was for the “good of the mission,” but Gawl could swear it had more to do with his sadistic tendencies. Yes, the school festival was going to have a dance at the end of festivities, but he doubted they would attend it.
He was wrong again. They weren’t attending the dance; but “they” included only Ryo and Koji. While Gawl suffered the torture chamber of teenage girls wanting him to twirl them around in their cute outfits, his friends would be infiltrating separate parts of the school. The other two were proficient in everything else; surely they could prove to keep many girls happy.
“Where are you going?” screeched a voice behind him. Before Gawl could even ponder sitting, his arm was gripped in a vice grip. He was reminded at that moment why he was chosen to stay behind.
He had to keep that busy.
“AHHHH! Cooties.”
“Grow up,” Masami snapped. “If you don’t learn anything in the next hour, then you can forget about dancing with me tomorrow night.”
“You mean it?”
“You’re hopeless!” she moaned, storming out of the room and slamming the door with added force.
Koji stopped and looked to the door. “I’m amazed. That lasted longer than I predicted.”
Ryo chuckled and returned to his book.
“Argh… hey Koji, think you can show me how to do that stuff you were doing with Ryo over there.”
“I could, but no.”
“I hate you all!” He announced dramatically before also rushing out of the room.
“How long before they “bump” into each other?”
“AHHHHH!”
“Pervert! Don’t peek!”
“There’s nothing to look at!”
*slam*
“Not long at all.”
Author: Anthy
Series: Generator Gawl
Type: General
Characters: Gawl, Ryo, Kouji, Masami
Rating: G
Time: 41 minutes
Disclaimer: Don't own none of the characters. Nada. Nil.
Challenge: Virgin Series
Notes: This just goes. . . I always wanted my first Gawl fic to be a little more serious, but the music I used to time myself didn't help. I ended up with silly fluff.
“Okay! One more time, Gawl! And don’t let those clumsy feet trip me up this time.” Masami commanded.
“Who said it was accidental?”
“ARRGH!”
Ryo looked up from his book at the simultaneous growl from his housemates. The pair was nose to nose in lounging area, the orchestrated waltz music reaching the final bar. Koji sat uninterested beside him; the keys of his notebook were clicked at a steady pace.
“I have to give her credit on attempting the impossible.” Koji noted to Ryo as an ancient pop song from the 1980s appeared on the media player.
“Maybe if they wouldn’t yell at each other at every step, they might get somewhere.” Ryo said smiling.
“They just need to trust each other.” Koji countered, closing his notebook and standing. He walked over to the radio and switched back to the original song. Returning to Ryo, he pulled the shorter teen to his feet. “I’ll lead.”
Ryo grinned and nodded.
“Hey! Hey! What’s this?”
“You know the steps, Gawl.” Ryo calmly said as Koji started to move him into a basic waltz. “It’s just you hesitate on the more complicated steps.”
“I do not!”
“Like a locked brake.”
“I didn’t ask you!”
“Who has had her ass thrown around the room for an hour? You certainly do . . .hey, you two are kinda good.”
“You’ve got to listen to the music as much as your partner.” Koji instructed, standing still and executed a graceful lift. Ryo squeaked in delight but managed to pose before being spun and placed on the floor. The next song was at a slightly faster pace; the pair began to match the tempo seamlessly.
“No fair! You two always show me up.” Gawl grumbled.
“Say, where’d you two learn all that?” Masami asked, following the pair around the room.
“S.E.C.R.E.T.” Ryo replied, side-stepping Koji before getting pulled back and swept across the room.
“Mass-produced freaks of nature.” Gawl muttered silently under his breath as he yawned and walked to sit in front of the window. “This is hardly the time to be learning a two-step.”
Koji said it was for the “good of the mission,” but Gawl could swear it had more to do with his sadistic tendencies. Yes, the school festival was going to have a dance at the end of festivities, but he doubted they would attend it.
He was wrong again. They weren’t attending the dance; but “they” included only Ryo and Koji. While Gawl suffered the torture chamber of teenage girls wanting him to twirl them around in their cute outfits, his friends would be infiltrating separate parts of the school. The other two were proficient in everything else; surely they could prove to keep many girls happy.
“Where are you going?” screeched a voice behind him. Before Gawl could even ponder sitting, his arm was gripped in a vice grip. He was reminded at that moment why he was chosen to stay behind.
He had to keep that busy.
“AHHHH! Cooties.”
“Grow up,” Masami snapped. “If you don’t learn anything in the next hour, then you can forget about dancing with me tomorrow night.”
“You mean it?”
“You’re hopeless!” she moaned, storming out of the room and slamming the door with added force.
Koji stopped and looked to the door. “I’m amazed. That lasted longer than I predicted.”
Ryo chuckled and returned to his book.
“Argh… hey Koji, think you can show me how to do that stuff you were doing with Ryo over there.”
“I could, but no.”
“I hate you all!” He announced dramatically before also rushing out of the room.
“How long before they “bump” into each other?”
“AHHHHH!”
“Pervert! Don’t peek!”
“There’s nothing to look at!”
*slam*
“Not long at all.”