[Question?] A Break, G
Title: A Break
Fandom: Question?
Rating: G
Pairing: none
Disclaimer: Don't know the boys in real life (D:) nor is the story true.
AN: Thanks to snowqueenofhoth for the prompt - speaker. This is the first time I've written in this particular fandom. Any mis-characterizations are my fault. Unbeta'd.
It was break time and Fujiie was feeling a bit peckish.
They had been practicing a new song for their concert over and over until Yonemura broke a string. A shared look among the others brought an unanonymous break; Akun tugging on Yonemura's arm to get a new string and Ishigaki heading off to the vending machines with Yodogawa for a drink. Fujiie didn't want to move and propped himself against the big speaker on the edge of the stage, his head tilted backwards so he could stare at the myriad of lights above him.
He thought of the upcoming concert lives they were doing this spring and felt a tingle of excitement.
Or it could be his stomach growling. Loudly.
Fujiie clapped a hand on his stomach, trying not to think of food since they probably didn't have enough time to run to the combini around the corner for some onigiri or curry bread.
A package dangled in front of his face and Fujiie blinked, focusing on the wrapper.
"Eh?" Fujiie followed the hand to see the amused looks on Yodogawa's and Ishigaki's faces.
"Take it, Fujiie. I can hear your stomach rumbling from the vending machine!" Yodogawa laughed, wiggling the package in Fujiie's face until Fujiie reached up to grab it.
"My tummy's not that loud!" Fujiie exclaimed. A split-second later, his tummy rumbled again. Fujiie ducked his head in embarrassment and gave a small huff of laughter. Ishigaki reached out to pull Fujiie up a bit, settling down on the stage next to him to drink his apple water.
Yodogawa flopped on his other side, a bottle of Pocari Sweat in hand. "If you're still hungry, Fujiie, I've got more in my bag."
"Yoda, it's like you've got a bag of holding!" Fujiie exclaimed, mouth full of rice and tuna.
"Nah, I know my bandmates." Yodogawa said wisely.
"Hmmmm. Do you think we'll get to eat something really yummy after our lives?" Fujiie asked, done with his tasty snack and leaning back against the speaker once more.
"Is food all you think of?" Ishigaki asked, poking Fujiie's slim legs. "Where does it all go?"
"I think of other things too!" Fujiie protested, weakly poking back at Ishigaki's arms.
"Like what?" Yodagawa asked, joining in on the poking.
"Like my guitar! And fashion! And..." Fujiie gasped out, writhing against the joint forces of Yodogawa and Ishigaki.
"And member-ai!" Akun yelled, running up to join in on the tickle fest.
"Ahhhhhhh! YONE! HELP MEEEEEE!" Fujiie yelled in between breaths of laughter, curling up in defense against his bandmates.
"Hey, guys. Break it up!" Yonemura's calm voice cut through. They reluctantly stopped ticking, their hands still on Fujiie.
"Sankyuu, Yone!" Fujiie stuttered, eyes cracking open to look up at the band leader.
"Hold him down for me!" Yonemura's face broke into a wide grin as he leaned in with a whoop, calling for the band to resume tickling Fujiie.
As Fujiie squirmed under their collective hands, he realized that he no longer felt moody and all that member ai that Koyama-senpai always talk about is a great thing indeed.
Fandom: Question?
Rating: G
Pairing: none
Disclaimer: Don't know the boys in real life (D:) nor is the story true.
AN: Thanks to snowqueenofhoth for the prompt - speaker. This is the first time I've written in this particular fandom. Any mis-characterizations are my fault. Unbeta'd.
It was break time and Fujiie was feeling a bit peckish.
They had been practicing a new song for their concert over and over until Yonemura broke a string. A shared look among the others brought an unanonymous break; Akun tugging on Yonemura's arm to get a new string and Ishigaki heading off to the vending machines with Yodogawa for a drink. Fujiie didn't want to move and propped himself against the big speaker on the edge of the stage, his head tilted backwards so he could stare at the myriad of lights above him.
He thought of the upcoming concert lives they were doing this spring and felt a tingle of excitement.
Or it could be his stomach growling. Loudly.
Fujiie clapped a hand on his stomach, trying not to think of food since they probably didn't have enough time to run to the combini around the corner for some onigiri or curry bread.
A package dangled in front of his face and Fujiie blinked, focusing on the wrapper.
"Eh?" Fujiie followed the hand to see the amused looks on Yodogawa's and Ishigaki's faces.
"Take it, Fujiie. I can hear your stomach rumbling from the vending machine!" Yodogawa laughed, wiggling the package in Fujiie's face until Fujiie reached up to grab it.
"My tummy's not that loud!" Fujiie exclaimed. A split-second later, his tummy rumbled again. Fujiie ducked his head in embarrassment and gave a small huff of laughter. Ishigaki reached out to pull Fujiie up a bit, settling down on the stage next to him to drink his apple water.
Yodogawa flopped on his other side, a bottle of Pocari Sweat in hand. "If you're still hungry, Fujiie, I've got more in my bag."
"Yoda, it's like you've got a bag of holding!" Fujiie exclaimed, mouth full of rice and tuna.
"Nah, I know my bandmates." Yodogawa said wisely.
"Hmmmm. Do you think we'll get to eat something really yummy after our lives?" Fujiie asked, done with his tasty snack and leaning back against the speaker once more.
"Is food all you think of?" Ishigaki asked, poking Fujiie's slim legs. "Where does it all go?"
"I think of other things too!" Fujiie protested, weakly poking back at Ishigaki's arms.
"Like what?" Yodagawa asked, joining in on the poking.
"Like my guitar! And fashion! And..." Fujiie gasped out, writhing against the joint forces of Yodogawa and Ishigaki.
"And member-ai!" Akun yelled, running up to join in on the tickle fest.
"Ahhhhhhh! YONE! HELP MEEEEEE!" Fujiie yelled in between breaths of laughter, curling up in defense against his bandmates.
"Hey, guys. Break it up!" Yonemura's calm voice cut through. They reluctantly stopped ticking, their hands still on Fujiie.
"Sankyuu, Yone!" Fujiie stuttered, eyes cracking open to look up at the band leader.
"Hold him down for me!" Yonemura's face broke into a wide grin as he leaned in with a whoop, calling for the band to resume tickling Fujiie.
As Fujiie squirmed under their collective hands, he realized that he no longer felt moody and all that member ai that Koyama-senpai always talk about is a great thing indeed.