He is MINE 01/01- ToraXHiroto
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Author:
faustusfaustine
Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Drama
Ratings: PG-13
Pairings: ToraXHiroto, ToraXCat(yeah I mean it)
Synopsis: I absolutely cannot stand it if a certian someone or something for that matter inteferes my relationship with him! (Hiroto's POV)
Notes: Yes, this is supposedly to be Hiroto's birthday fic and is inspired from that photo of him and the cat on his blog, but I was late yeahh >.> Hahahaha, well, the whole thing is in Hiroto's POV(yeah he seems so bitchy in this one HAHAHA, so sorry to those who think that Hiroto is no where near bitchy). Lastly, enjoy~
Disclaimer: Tora and Hiroto does not belong to me. Neither does alice nine. If they did, imagine the chaos =D
Everyone seem to make a point leaving the two of them alone, one lying on the other’s lap, while the other continues to indulge in his virtual reality on his PSP. Like really, it is getting on my nerves as much as it looked really adorable and made him look really gentle and benevolent. Please mistake my thoughts as signs of jealousy…
For I am.
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It all started with this morning’s photo shoot. I swear that provenance has something against my hair today. It was frizzy, despite the amount serum I applied before I came.
A sigh of annoyance was all I can produce as the stylist piled on the styling products; I think I am going to turn bald before I turn 30. Well, maybe by that time I would have earned enough cash to get hair transplants or the like.
Then that one, that little menace, that little black fur ball of doom from hell or whachamacallit came in its little cage, nothing too fancy about its ‘royal’ arrival just that our dear doll eyed vocalist fussed about it. However, it didn’t seem to care about him for its almond-shaped little eyes eyed someone else in the room.
Someone who could not care much about anything but his PSP
With gentle and soft footsteps, it padded slowly to him and started to meow slowly as if it had the hugest crush on him(it might due to the fact that he is called Tora, I don’t know). He stopped for a moment to take a look at what is at his leg pant, meowing. He grinned a little and patted its soft and warm fur.
“Go annoy someone else,” he whispered into its ear and tapped its back.
But no, it was persistent and stood at its ground. I was screaming in my mind, STOP MEOWING LIKE THAT TO MY MAN GRRRR.
Yes, I am sure I am angry with an animal because it meowed so seductively at him. You might say that how am I know if said sound was seductive, I JUST KNOW OKAY?!
I, Hiroto, the lead guitarist of alice nine am going to lose my boyfriend to a cat, oh the drama.
Well, with my suppressed anger and jealousy, the group photo shoot went on smoothly with Shou occasionally allowing the cat to crawl on his head; and yes, the hairstylist gave him hell for that.
When it was his turn for his individual photos, the cat seemed to cooperate perfectly well with him. As the camera flashes, I bit harder on that croissant our café loving drummer brought along for everyone. Hell the croissant tasted good, but it did nothing to appease my anger.
It seems that Nao noticed that I was wasting a good croissant that he decided to talk to me.
“Are you alright?”
Suddenly, a laugh from the shooting area interrupted our conversation.
“Hey, stop that it tickles,” Tora said, half-laughing.
Did I tell you that it is at this point of time that I don’t appreciate his habit of being barefooted?
If you don’t, then now you know.
Nao ginned uncontrollably as more flakes of the croissant fell on the grey concrete floor.
“Don’t you wish that you were the cat?”
Thank you for rubbing in, Nao-chan.
“Then get him back, you couldn’t possibly lose to a cat.”
I stared wide eyed at him, marveling at his sudden intelligence. Not that Nao is a dunce, but yeah, he just does not do the whole ‘relationship advisory’ thing.
Suddenly, I felt my cell phone vibrate. Oh one of those e-mails again from Shou.
“Stop wasting good food, Hiropon.”
I seriously made a face which reads ‘What the hell’ , it was another one of Shou’s ‘riddle’ e-mails. So what has good food got to do with my impending relationship crisis?
Another bout of vibration made by phone, causing it to make that annoying clattering sound as plastic hit the marble counter top.
“Don’t read too much into it, you are really wasting good food and don’t you dare touch those Danishes!”
I rolled my eyes.
That was smart, hell smart.
However what they said does make sense, I need to get him back, I need to teach little kitty who is it messing with!
Yes and please don’t call SPCA on me for that.
So back to present scene, yes, such an adorable little couple, that fur ball lying lazily on his lap while he plays his PSP, stroking its black fur occasionally. I felt my eyes burn with rage, it almost felt like Tora was cheating on me.
I glared at the both of them as my lips pouted at an almost impossible angle. I walked slowly to the sofa, casually sitting beside Tora and that thing. I placed a hand on his white PSP, pushing it away slightly. He looked at me weirdly, or rather slightly annoyed as I must have crushed his winning combo in that mindless game of his.
As I leaned closer, the cat seems to have noticed that if it didn’t move soon, it might become cat paste and immediately leaped down his lap and onto the cold floor. I pinned Tora down the couch, pressing my plush lips against him, leading him into the kiss. He seems to have noticed and reacted he moved his against mine, in slow, teasing motions. I then started crushing mine against his hungrily as if he was the croissant I ate a few minutes ago. As we continued, I took a second to eye the cat, it stared at me like I had just taken its boyfriend away.
Hey, try harder next time for he happens to be mine.
I grinned a little into the kiss as I felt the thrill of victory.
Yes, even if it is just a cat.
Tora seems to have noticed this and broke the kiss to take a look at me.
“You seem to like the cat, do you?” He asked, “I noticed that you have been staring at it the whole time.”
I swore he sounded a little jealous there.
Sometimes, Tora can be such a dork, a very hot and adorable dork.
I just laughed, not answering his question.
He pouted slightly at that and I couldn’t resist but to capture his lips with mine once more, locking our lips into another passionate kiss.
“Hey, couches are for resting, not making out,” Saga said as he stared at the both of us.
Tora and I looked at him, and broke into a spate of giggles.
Seriously, Saga can be so sexy, alluring and all, but he just fails in looking anywhere fierce.
Saga then sighed and walked away, perhaps back to the cream puffs.
“Why don’t you take a photo with the cat?” Tora asked enthusiastically.
I looked at my tall, dark haired and handsome boyfriend quizzically, so he was really oblivious to what happened for the past few hours, goodness.
But I just replied with a smile, “Sure”.
The photo turned out quite good; I was surprised that the cat didn’t glare at the camera or something. It must be because of the photographer, I suppose.
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Yay, finally completed. =D WELL, that is all one can say at 3.45AM with an 8AM class the next morning =D
Author:
faustusfaustine
Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Drama
Ratings: PG-13
Pairings: ToraXHiroto, ToraXCat(yeah I mean it)
Synopsis: I absolutely cannot stand it if a certian someone or something for that matter inteferes my relationship with him! (Hiroto's POV)
Notes: Yes, this is supposedly to be Hiroto's birthday fic and is inspired from that photo of him and the cat on his blog, but I was late yeahh >.> Hahahaha, well, the whole thing is in Hiroto's POV(yeah he seems so bitchy in this one HAHAHA, so sorry to those who think that Hiroto is no where near bitchy). Lastly, enjoy~
Disclaimer: Tora and Hiroto does not belong to me. Neither does alice nine. If they did, imagine the chaos =D
Everyone seem to make a point leaving the two of them alone, one lying on the other’s lap, while the other continues to indulge in his virtual reality on his PSP. Like really, it is getting on my nerves as much as it looked really adorable and made him look really gentle and benevolent. Please mistake my thoughts as signs of jealousy…
For I am.
-----------------------------------------------------
It all started with this morning’s photo shoot. I swear that provenance has something against my hair today. It was frizzy, despite the amount serum I applied before I came.
A sigh of annoyance was all I can produce as the stylist piled on the styling products; I think I am going to turn bald before I turn 30. Well, maybe by that time I would have earned enough cash to get hair transplants or the like.
Then that one, that little menace, that little black fur ball of doom from hell or whachamacallit came in its little cage, nothing too fancy about its ‘royal’ arrival just that our dear doll eyed vocalist fussed about it. However, it didn’t seem to care about him for its almond-shaped little eyes eyed someone else in the room.
Someone who could not care much about anything but his PSP
With gentle and soft footsteps, it padded slowly to him and started to meow slowly as if it had the hugest crush on him(it might due to the fact that he is called Tora, I don’t know). He stopped for a moment to take a look at what is at his leg pant, meowing. He grinned a little and patted its soft and warm fur.
“Go annoy someone else,” he whispered into its ear and tapped its back.
But no, it was persistent and stood at its ground. I was screaming in my mind, STOP MEOWING LIKE THAT TO MY MAN GRRRR.
Yes, I am sure I am angry with an animal because it meowed so seductively at him. You might say that how am I know if said sound was seductive, I JUST KNOW OKAY?!
I, Hiroto, the lead guitarist of alice nine am going to lose my boyfriend to a cat, oh the drama.
Well, with my suppressed anger and jealousy, the group photo shoot went on smoothly with Shou occasionally allowing the cat to crawl on his head; and yes, the hairstylist gave him hell for that.
When it was his turn for his individual photos, the cat seemed to cooperate perfectly well with him. As the camera flashes, I bit harder on that croissant our café loving drummer brought along for everyone. Hell the croissant tasted good, but it did nothing to appease my anger.
It seems that Nao noticed that I was wasting a good croissant that he decided to talk to me.
“Are you alright?”
Suddenly, a laugh from the shooting area interrupted our conversation.
“Hey, stop that it tickles,” Tora said, half-laughing.
Did I tell you that it is at this point of time that I don’t appreciate his habit of being barefooted?
If you don’t, then now you know.
Nao ginned uncontrollably as more flakes of the croissant fell on the grey concrete floor.
“Don’t you wish that you were the cat?”
Thank you for rubbing in, Nao-chan.
“Then get him back, you couldn’t possibly lose to a cat.”
I stared wide eyed at him, marveling at his sudden intelligence. Not that Nao is a dunce, but yeah, he just does not do the whole ‘relationship advisory’ thing.
Suddenly, I felt my cell phone vibrate. Oh one of those e-mails again from Shou.
“Stop wasting good food, Hiropon.”
I seriously made a face which reads ‘What the hell’ , it was another one of Shou’s ‘riddle’ e-mails. So what has good food got to do with my impending relationship crisis?
Another bout of vibration made by phone, causing it to make that annoying clattering sound as plastic hit the marble counter top.
“Don’t read too much into it, you are really wasting good food and don’t you dare touch those Danishes!”
I rolled my eyes.
That was smart, hell smart.
However what they said does make sense, I need to get him back, I need to teach little kitty who is it messing with!
Yes and please don’t call SPCA on me for that.
So back to present scene, yes, such an adorable little couple, that fur ball lying lazily on his lap while he plays his PSP, stroking its black fur occasionally. I felt my eyes burn with rage, it almost felt like Tora was cheating on me.
I glared at the both of them as my lips pouted at an almost impossible angle. I walked slowly to the sofa, casually sitting beside Tora and that thing. I placed a hand on his white PSP, pushing it away slightly. He looked at me weirdly, or rather slightly annoyed as I must have crushed his winning combo in that mindless game of his.
As I leaned closer, the cat seems to have noticed that if it didn’t move soon, it might become cat paste and immediately leaped down his lap and onto the cold floor. I pinned Tora down the couch, pressing my plush lips against him, leading him into the kiss. He seems to have noticed and reacted he moved his against mine, in slow, teasing motions. I then started crushing mine against his hungrily as if he was the croissant I ate a few minutes ago. As we continued, I took a second to eye the cat, it stared at me like I had just taken its boyfriend away.
Hey, try harder next time for he happens to be mine.
I grinned a little into the kiss as I felt the thrill of victory.
Yes, even if it is just a cat.
Tora seems to have noticed this and broke the kiss to take a look at me.
“You seem to like the cat, do you?” He asked, “I noticed that you have been staring at it the whole time.”
I swore he sounded a little jealous there.
Sometimes, Tora can be such a dork, a very hot and adorable dork.
I just laughed, not answering his question.
He pouted slightly at that and I couldn’t resist but to capture his lips with mine once more, locking our lips into another passionate kiss.
“Hey, couches are for resting, not making out,” Saga said as he stared at the both of us.
Tora and I looked at him, and broke into a spate of giggles.
Seriously, Saga can be so sexy, alluring and all, but he just fails in looking anywhere fierce.
Saga then sighed and walked away, perhaps back to the cream puffs.
“Why don’t you take a photo with the cat?” Tora asked enthusiastically.
I looked at my tall, dark haired and handsome boyfriend quizzically, so he was really oblivious to what happened for the past few hours, goodness.
But I just replied with a smile, “Sure”.
The photo turned out quite good; I was surprised that the cat didn’t glare at the camera or something. It must be because of the photographer, I suppose.
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Yay, finally completed. =D WELL, that is all one can say at 3.45AM with an 8AM class the next morning =D