Fujicest drabbles!
Hi! Me and _shinchansgirl_ had a lot of fun drabbling today and quite a few of them turned out to be fujicest. I've posted both hers and mine here coz her fujicest is so much better than mine, omg with her permission. I hope you enjoy them, since this was our first time writing tenipuri - and fujicest. :p And hopefully, not the last. :)
_shinchansgirl_ Drabble 1
There were some things about living at home while going to college that were simply impractical. He couldn’t stay on the tennis team any longer, for example, since he had to drive for two hours just to get to his classes. He had to pay tremendous amounts of cash for gas, work on campus between classes, and help pay for groceries and other household materials.
His sister had simply smiled sadly, and let him be.
His brother had protested loudly.
“Niisan, there’s no need for you to stay here! You’d save us all money and aggravation if you’d just stay in the dorms!”
Shuusuke smiled at his younger brother. “Ne, Yuuta, did you want to go on a date?”
“Don’t change the subject! How am I supposed to get better than you if you don’t practice?”
The older Fuji simply smiled again, pocketed his wallet, and took his brother’s arm. “Let’s go for a walk, Yuuta.”
“Why do you stay here anyways? It’s not like there’s anything important here that you can’t get up there!”
Shuusuke shook his head. “There’s you,” he answered, and then he kissed Yuuta softly on the cheek and pulled his brother out the door. “Let’s find something good to eat; I think the sushi shop is still open on Sundays.”
Yuuta let himself be pulled away.
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_shinchansgirl_ Drabble 2
There were…more than a few times when Yuuta hated his brother. He hated the fact that it was always “Fuji’s little brother”, because, yes, darn it, Shuusuke was that good. He hated the fact that, no matter where he went, his older brother was always there, hovering in the background, making sure that everyone treated his little brother right.
He wasn’t some child that needed protection, after all.
What Yuuta hated the most about his older brother, though, was the way his little quirks didn’t stop once they’d both returned home.
Over dinner his brother asked him about his teachers and classmates.
When they watched television, his brother asked him about his clubs, and tennis.
At night his brother stayed slow and gentle - frustratingly gentle - and held his brother safely in his arms until daybreak.
It was enough to make Yuuta hate him - hate his brother and do his best to hurt the ever-smiling prodigy. Because then, maybe, one day, Shuusuke would see him not as his little brother, but as his equal.
Maybe then, he could be the one to hold his brother instead.
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_shinchansgirl_ Drabble 3
There were times when Yuuta believed that his older brother, Shuusuke Fuji, was absolutely and irrevocably insane. Like the time he’d brought home four new cacti - because they looked lonely. Like the time he’d bought his little brother a puppy for his birthday - and sold it when it tried to bite his precious little brother for the first time.
Like the time - well, many times, actually - that he would show off his tennis skills by beating someone into the ground…because they had insulted Yuuta.
Yuuta didn’t exactly want his brother’s attention, but he wouldn’t deny that it was one of the few things he liked about his older brother. No matter what, Shuusuke always had time for Yuuta, and that was both frustrating and endearing.
Shuusuke Fuji was insane, because instead of chasing girls and making friends, he spent his days watching over his little brother and obliterating anything that stood in his way.
He was insane because he would spend ten minutes on his enemies, and leave them in a puddle of their own filth, but he would spend hours with Yuuta and get no further than a few light kisses of affection and feathery touches that threatened to send his younger brother into the same state of insanity his brother seemed to constantly live in.
Shuusuke’s love was slow and gentle, but also fiercely protective and overpowering at the same time. Yuuta never knew if his brother was going to hold him close or reprimand him.
But that was part of what made Shuusuke Shuusuke, and there was really nothing wrong with that.
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I still can't believe that's her first time writing fujicest. *___*
lilmatchgirl007 Drabble 1
"You have a younger brother too, don't you, Kaidoh-kun?"
Kaidoh sneaked a look at the person sitting next to him. Syuusuke Fuji was looking directly at his brother Yuuta, who had just arrived and was standing on the far side of the street tennis courts, talking animatedly to the dark-haired manager of St. Rudolph.
"Yes, Fuji-senpai. His name is Hazue." Kaidoh inched slightly away from the tensai, who now had his eyes halfway open and narrowed at Yuuta's oblivious companion.
"Hmm." Fuji leaned forward in his seat. "Does he always listen to you?" Fuji turned his head back until the unsettling blue eyes were trained towards him. Kaidoh fidgeted.
"Uhh, for the most part, yes." Kaidoh forced his eyes back on the match between Fudomine's Kamio and St. Rudolph's Atsushi.
"You're very lucky, Kaidoh-kun," mused Fuji. "But what do you do," he whispered, almost to himself, "...when he doesn't?"
Kaidoh blinked at Fuji. Fuji, however, had his gaze trained thoughtfully back on his brother and didn't seem to be expecting a response from him. After a few moments of silence, Fuji got up. "See you at practice, Kaidoh-kun," he murmured, nodding back at Kaidoh. Kaidoh watched the tensai make a bee-line for Yuuta, deliberately ignoring Mizuki as he leaned up to whisper something in Yuuta's ear that made the younger Fuji blush bright red and bury his head in his hands.
Fuji laughed and started to lead his brother away from the tennis courts, Yuuta protesting all the way. Fuji turned for a second to look back at Kaidoh and smirked at him, one blue eye closing micheviously in a deliberate wink. And then the two brothers were gone, Mizuki glaring after them.
Kaidoh sat there for a few minutes, eyes wider than usual, before shaking his head violently and striding over to demand Fudomine's Ibu Shinji for a match. As he waited for Shinji's serve, he found himself unable to resist uttering a short prayer for the younger Fuji before the ball bounced rapidly towards him and he immersed himself in the familiarity of the game.
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lilmatchgirl007 Drabble 2
"What're you making, aniki?"
Syuusuke turned from the oven and smiled warmly at his brother. "Cheesecake. Nee-san taught me how to, so I was just trying it out."
Syuusuke bit back a chuckle as Yuuta's eyes widened and a happy smile lit up his face. "Cheesecake..." Yuuta breathed out, eyes drawn to the oven.
"Oh, but I forgot." Syuusuke deliberately turned his back on his brother. "You haven't recovered yet, have you? A shame, really. I had made this for you, but now I guess you can't have it after all..."
"Aniki!!!"
"Hmmm?" Syuusuke stopped himself from looking back at Yuuta with some effort and busied himself with cleaning up the kitchen counter until he felt warm fingers close over his shoulder and turn him around.
"Aniki, you're cruel! Look, I'm fine now, the doctor said so!" Syuusuke folded his hands and raised an eyebrow. Yuuta glared back. "I am!"
Yuuta, realizing that Syuusuke wasn't backing down, tried another tack. "Please, just one piece, aniki, pleeeeaaasseeee?" Syuusuke looked distinctly unimpressed. Yuuta tried again, because cheesecake was worth sucking up to aniki for. "I swear I won't tell kaa-san or nee-san," he promised, lowering his voice, eyes pleading.
"Oh?" Syuusuke now had his eyes just slightly open so slits of blue could be seen. Yuuta suddenly had the unpleasant feeling that he'd just walked into whatever trap aniki had planned.
"And what will you give me in return?" purred the older Fuji, long fingers running lightly over his arm, raising goose-pimples. Oh, yes, Aniki had definitely planned this. Yuuta surreptiously tried to back away but was stopped by a hand on his hip.
"Uhhh," Yuuta was a bit preoccupied, trying to keep track of both aniki's hands. "What do you, er, want?"
Syuusuke smirked, eyes open and blue and his face suddenly inches from his. "Now, that's a loaded question, isn't it?"
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O.o ...And er, that's what happens when thoughts of cheesecake and Fujicest occupy my brain together.
Feedback will be much appreciated. ♥
_shinchansgirl_ Drabble 1
There were some things about living at home while going to college that were simply impractical. He couldn’t stay on the tennis team any longer, for example, since he had to drive for two hours just to get to his classes. He had to pay tremendous amounts of cash for gas, work on campus between classes, and help pay for groceries and other household materials.
His sister had simply smiled sadly, and let him be.
His brother had protested loudly.
“Niisan, there’s no need for you to stay here! You’d save us all money and aggravation if you’d just stay in the dorms!”
Shuusuke smiled at his younger brother. “Ne, Yuuta, did you want to go on a date?”
“Don’t change the subject! How am I supposed to get better than you if you don’t practice?”
The older Fuji simply smiled again, pocketed his wallet, and took his brother’s arm. “Let’s go for a walk, Yuuta.”
“Why do you stay here anyways? It’s not like there’s anything important here that you can’t get up there!”
Shuusuke shook his head. “There’s you,” he answered, and then he kissed Yuuta softly on the cheek and pulled his brother out the door. “Let’s find something good to eat; I think the sushi shop is still open on Sundays.”
Yuuta let himself be pulled away.
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_shinchansgirl_ Drabble 2
There were…more than a few times when Yuuta hated his brother. He hated the fact that it was always “Fuji’s little brother”, because, yes, darn it, Shuusuke was that good. He hated the fact that, no matter where he went, his older brother was always there, hovering in the background, making sure that everyone treated his little brother right.
He wasn’t some child that needed protection, after all.
What Yuuta hated the most about his older brother, though, was the way his little quirks didn’t stop once they’d both returned home.
Over dinner his brother asked him about his teachers and classmates.
When they watched television, his brother asked him about his clubs, and tennis.
At night his brother stayed slow and gentle - frustratingly gentle - and held his brother safely in his arms until daybreak.
It was enough to make Yuuta hate him - hate his brother and do his best to hurt the ever-smiling prodigy. Because then, maybe, one day, Shuusuke would see him not as his little brother, but as his equal.
Maybe then, he could be the one to hold his brother instead.
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_shinchansgirl_ Drabble 3
There were times when Yuuta believed that his older brother, Shuusuke Fuji, was absolutely and irrevocably insane. Like the time he’d brought home four new cacti - because they looked lonely. Like the time he’d bought his little brother a puppy for his birthday - and sold it when it tried to bite his precious little brother for the first time.
Like the time - well, many times, actually - that he would show off his tennis skills by beating someone into the ground…because they had insulted Yuuta.
Yuuta didn’t exactly want his brother’s attention, but he wouldn’t deny that it was one of the few things he liked about his older brother. No matter what, Shuusuke always had time for Yuuta, and that was both frustrating and endearing.
Shuusuke Fuji was insane, because instead of chasing girls and making friends, he spent his days watching over his little brother and obliterating anything that stood in his way.
He was insane because he would spend ten minutes on his enemies, and leave them in a puddle of their own filth, but he would spend hours with Yuuta and get no further than a few light kisses of affection and feathery touches that threatened to send his younger brother into the same state of insanity his brother seemed to constantly live in.
Shuusuke’s love was slow and gentle, but also fiercely protective and overpowering at the same time. Yuuta never knew if his brother was going to hold him close or reprimand him.
But that was part of what made Shuusuke Shuusuke, and there was really nothing wrong with that.
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I still can't believe that's her first time writing fujicest. *___*
lilmatchgirl007 Drabble 1
"You have a younger brother too, don't you, Kaidoh-kun?"
Kaidoh sneaked a look at the person sitting next to him. Syuusuke Fuji was looking directly at his brother Yuuta, who had just arrived and was standing on the far side of the street tennis courts, talking animatedly to the dark-haired manager of St. Rudolph.
"Yes, Fuji-senpai. His name is Hazue." Kaidoh inched slightly away from the tensai, who now had his eyes halfway open and narrowed at Yuuta's oblivious companion.
"Hmm." Fuji leaned forward in his seat. "Does he always listen to you?" Fuji turned his head back until the unsettling blue eyes were trained towards him. Kaidoh fidgeted.
"Uhh, for the most part, yes." Kaidoh forced his eyes back on the match between Fudomine's Kamio and St. Rudolph's Atsushi.
"You're very lucky, Kaidoh-kun," mused Fuji. "But what do you do," he whispered, almost to himself, "...when he doesn't?"
Kaidoh blinked at Fuji. Fuji, however, had his gaze trained thoughtfully back on his brother and didn't seem to be expecting a response from him. After a few moments of silence, Fuji got up. "See you at practice, Kaidoh-kun," he murmured, nodding back at Kaidoh. Kaidoh watched the tensai make a bee-line for Yuuta, deliberately ignoring Mizuki as he leaned up to whisper something in Yuuta's ear that made the younger Fuji blush bright red and bury his head in his hands.
Fuji laughed and started to lead his brother away from the tennis courts, Yuuta protesting all the way. Fuji turned for a second to look back at Kaidoh and smirked at him, one blue eye closing micheviously in a deliberate wink. And then the two brothers were gone, Mizuki glaring after them.
Kaidoh sat there for a few minutes, eyes wider than usual, before shaking his head violently and striding over to demand Fudomine's Ibu Shinji for a match. As he waited for Shinji's serve, he found himself unable to resist uttering a short prayer for the younger Fuji before the ball bounced rapidly towards him and he immersed himself in the familiarity of the game.
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lilmatchgirl007 Drabble 2
"What're you making, aniki?"
Syuusuke turned from the oven and smiled warmly at his brother. "Cheesecake. Nee-san taught me how to, so I was just trying it out."
Syuusuke bit back a chuckle as Yuuta's eyes widened and a happy smile lit up his face. "Cheesecake..." Yuuta breathed out, eyes drawn to the oven.
"Oh, but I forgot." Syuusuke deliberately turned his back on his brother. "You haven't recovered yet, have you? A shame, really. I had made this for you, but now I guess you can't have it after all..."
"Aniki!!!"
"Hmmm?" Syuusuke stopped himself from looking back at Yuuta with some effort and busied himself with cleaning up the kitchen counter until he felt warm fingers close over his shoulder and turn him around.
"Aniki, you're cruel! Look, I'm fine now, the doctor said so!" Syuusuke folded his hands and raised an eyebrow. Yuuta glared back. "I am!"
Yuuta, realizing that Syuusuke wasn't backing down, tried another tack. "Please, just one piece, aniki, pleeeeaaasseeee?" Syuusuke looked distinctly unimpressed. Yuuta tried again, because cheesecake was worth sucking up to aniki for. "I swear I won't tell kaa-san or nee-san," he promised, lowering his voice, eyes pleading.
"Oh?" Syuusuke now had his eyes just slightly open so slits of blue could be seen. Yuuta suddenly had the unpleasant feeling that he'd just walked into whatever trap aniki had planned.
"And what will you give me in return?" purred the older Fuji, long fingers running lightly over his arm, raising goose-pimples. Oh, yes, Aniki had definitely planned this. Yuuta surreptiously tried to back away but was stopped by a hand on his hip.
"Uhhh," Yuuta was a bit preoccupied, trying to keep track of both aniki's hands. "What do you, er, want?"
Syuusuke smirked, eyes open and blue and his face suddenly inches from his. "Now, that's a loaded question, isn't it?"
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O.o ...And er, that's what happens when thoughts of cheesecake and Fujicest occupy my brain together.
Feedback will be much appreciated. ♥