On the Seventh Day of Fic-Mas
On the seventh day of Fic-mas Dria (eventually) wrote a short cracked-out idea Squirtle gave her.
The only explanation for this fic is that we’ve been watching a lot of first generation Seigaku musicals recently. And all the backstages and interviews that go with them. That and my sister (the delightful crazy_squirtle) is completely off her rocker.
Title: First Times
Pairing/Characters: Features most of the original Seigaku - Moriyama, Aoyama, Gomoto, Kimeru, Tuti, Nagayan (so some TxN slips in obviously) and Endo.
Requested by: crazy_squirtle who clearly wants to live up to her name...
Summary: It’s going to be Endo’s first time and he’s a little nervous. Asking his sempai for advice only seems to make things worse though...
The nervous sound of someone swallowing preceded the tentative question, ‘But… doesn’t it hurt?’
Somehow, against all logic and reason, the small voice and its nervous question was heard over the rattle of metal hitting metal and the chattering of the other passengers on the train. It made the speaker the new centre of attention of the little group and he shifted uncomfortably under the weight of the six stares he was being subjected to. Some of the party seemed to be considering the question; others looked suspiciously like they were trying not to laugh. One was actually blushing.
Someone who was definitely not blushing chose instead to tilt his head to one side to consider the speaker and his question a little better. ‘Well…’ the syllables dragged out by glossy lips that twisted into a smile, ‘That rather depends.’
The unhelpful answer was punctuated by a chuckle from the guy sitting to the left, ‘Kime don’t tease poor Endo, he’s nervous enough as it is.’
‘But it does depend,’ Kime retorted, elbowing his friend so sharply it looked like he was trying to start a battle.
Nagayama gave him a push back, threw a wink in the direction of Tuti, who was sitting opposite him and continued, ‘Kime means it depends on how gentle they are,’ he elaborated completely unhelpfully.
‘Gentle?’ scoffed Moriyama, who, with Tuti’s help, was sandwiching Endo into his seat. ‘It isn’t gentle at all, but if they do it all in one go then the pain doesn’t last for long and then you can get on with enjoying it.’
The one guy who had been blushing from the start turned a more violent shade of red and muttered something about someone not knowing what they were talking about. It earned him an elbow in the ribs from the traveller on his left who pointed out, ‘Why are you staying so quiet, Naoya? You’re our most experienced member, shouldn’t you be reassuring Endo?’
‘It… it’s something you can get used to,’ came the mumbled, hesitant response before Gomoto abruptly turned on his friend. ‘Though why are you making such a fuss, Souta? You’ve never had to do it before.’
‘Not had to, no,’ the reply was accompanied by a sneaky grin. ‘But it produces interesting reactions and there’s never anything wrong with a bit of healthy curiosity.’
‘There’s nothing healthy about your curiosity,’ snickered Kime. ‘I’ve still got bruises from your last experiment.’
‘That’s because you bruise easily anyway.’
‘I’m not as delicate as some,’ the smile was turned from Aoyama to Nagayama, who was still exchanging supposedly subtle smiles with Tuti.
Endo rolled his eyes; his sempai were hard enough to understand at the best of times but sometimes it felt like they went out of their way to confuse him. Quite why they had to go through with this bizarre ritual he hadn’t managed to figure out, but the fact that none of them could agree whether it was going to hurt or not was just downright annoying. ‘A yes or no would do,’ he pointed out at last, interrupting the stupid banter that was starting to include talk of timing, breathing technique and methods of relaxing when you didn’t think you wanted to.
The pout he’d been trying to keep off his face made Moriyama ruffle his hair, ‘Yo guys, we should stop winding Endo up and just answer his question.’ Before he could let them do it though, he continued, ‘It’ll be fine, it’ll hurt but just count yourself lucky you’re not a woman, they have to wax their legs all the time.’
End
...well it amused me XD And tomorrow’s fic is Nile Blue! And now I need to go to bed before I start ranting about... oh everything ^__^;;
The only explanation for this fic is that we’ve been watching a lot of first generation Seigaku musicals recently. And all the backstages and interviews that go with them. That and my sister (the delightful crazy_squirtle) is completely off her rocker.
Title: First Times
Pairing/Characters: Features most of the original Seigaku - Moriyama, Aoyama, Gomoto, Kimeru, Tuti, Nagayan (so some TxN slips in obviously) and Endo.
Requested by: crazy_squirtle who clearly wants to live up to her name...
Summary: It’s going to be Endo’s first time and he’s a little nervous. Asking his sempai for advice only seems to make things worse though...
The nervous sound of someone swallowing preceded the tentative question, ‘But… doesn’t it hurt?’
Somehow, against all logic and reason, the small voice and its nervous question was heard over the rattle of metal hitting metal and the chattering of the other passengers on the train. It made the speaker the new centre of attention of the little group and he shifted uncomfortably under the weight of the six stares he was being subjected to. Some of the party seemed to be considering the question; others looked suspiciously like they were trying not to laugh. One was actually blushing.
Someone who was definitely not blushing chose instead to tilt his head to one side to consider the speaker and his question a little better. ‘Well…’ the syllables dragged out by glossy lips that twisted into a smile, ‘That rather depends.’
The unhelpful answer was punctuated by a chuckle from the guy sitting to the left, ‘Kime don’t tease poor Endo, he’s nervous enough as it is.’
‘But it does depend,’ Kime retorted, elbowing his friend so sharply it looked like he was trying to start a battle.
Nagayama gave him a push back, threw a wink in the direction of Tuti, who was sitting opposite him and continued, ‘Kime means it depends on how gentle they are,’ he elaborated completely unhelpfully.
‘Gentle?’ scoffed Moriyama, who, with Tuti’s help, was sandwiching Endo into his seat. ‘It isn’t gentle at all, but if they do it all in one go then the pain doesn’t last for long and then you can get on with enjoying it.’
The one guy who had been blushing from the start turned a more violent shade of red and muttered something about someone not knowing what they were talking about. It earned him an elbow in the ribs from the traveller on his left who pointed out, ‘Why are you staying so quiet, Naoya? You’re our most experienced member, shouldn’t you be reassuring Endo?’
‘It… it’s something you can get used to,’ came the mumbled, hesitant response before Gomoto abruptly turned on his friend. ‘Though why are you making such a fuss, Souta? You’ve never had to do it before.’
‘Not had to, no,’ the reply was accompanied by a sneaky grin. ‘But it produces interesting reactions and there’s never anything wrong with a bit of healthy curiosity.’
‘There’s nothing healthy about your curiosity,’ snickered Kime. ‘I’ve still got bruises from your last experiment.’
‘That’s because you bruise easily anyway.’
‘I’m not as delicate as some,’ the smile was turned from Aoyama to Nagayama, who was still exchanging supposedly subtle smiles with Tuti.
Endo rolled his eyes; his sempai were hard enough to understand at the best of times but sometimes it felt like they went out of their way to confuse him. Quite why they had to go through with this bizarre ritual he hadn’t managed to figure out, but the fact that none of them could agree whether it was going to hurt or not was just downright annoying. ‘A yes or no would do,’ he pointed out at last, interrupting the stupid banter that was starting to include talk of timing, breathing technique and methods of relaxing when you didn’t think you wanted to.
The pout he’d been trying to keep off his face made Moriyama ruffle his hair, ‘Yo guys, we should stop winding Endo up and just answer his question.’ Before he could let them do it though, he continued, ‘It’ll be fine, it’ll hurt but just count yourself lucky you’re not a woman, they have to wax their legs all the time.’
End
...well it amused me XD And tomorrow’s fic is Nile Blue! And now I need to go to bed before I start ranting about... oh everything ^__^;;