[FanFic] Wise Words
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Title: Wise Words
Chapters: Short One-shot
Author:
snape_freak
Genre: Fluff
Rating: PG
Pairings: Tego/NewS, slight Ryo/Shige
Summary: Tego asks Ryo for love advice.
This is my first fic, so be kind. They are extremely OOC, seeing as how I lose at capturing their greatness. Please let me know of any mistakes. Also, as much as I wish it every night , the boys are not mine. Maybe for Christmas? To the fic
“Ne, Ryo-tan, I think I like Yamashita-kun.”
Tegoshi threw himself down on the couch next to the overworked Osakan, laying his head down on Ryo’s slumped shoulder, and glancing up with his best kicked puppy look.
It was the look he had perfected over his years in Johnny’s, and he knew for a fact even the scariest Johnny ever (or so some would claim, Tegoshi had no idea what they were talking about) was not immune to it.
The look turned Ryo into a puddle of goo, or so it would have, had it not gone completely over the head of the puddle of goo to be. He had been too distracted by his thoughts on what he was calling his Shut-Koyama-Up-So-I-Can-Sleep-For-Five-Fucking-Minutes plan.
He thought knocking him out was his best option, but he had to consider the repercussions. Were five minutes of sleep really worth the hours of listening to Koyama go on and on about Member Ai, and how Ryo-chan knew exactly when he needed a nap, and wasn’t he just too kind to provide it for him whether he thought he wanted it or not?
Just when he had decided that yes, it would totally be worth it, he felt a tug on his arm and realized someone was attached to him. It wasn’t that he was inattentive, it was just that being a part of Eito, someone being attached to him was pretty much par for the course.
“Ne, Ryo-tan, are you listening to me? I said I think I like Yamashita-kun.” Tegoshi pouted.
“Of course I’m listening Tego-nyan, it’s just I’m trying to figure out what was in the candy bar I snuck away from Masuda that is making me hear crazy thing.”
“Waa! You took food from Massu? You are so brave Ryo-tan!” Tegoshi forgot to give Ryo his sad puppy dog look when faced with such and amazing accomplishment. Instead he just looked, well, amazed.
Then, remembering he came here with a purpose, he slipped back into super cute mode, and even added an extra eye flutter for good luck, “Ne, Ryo-tan, do you think Yamashita-kun likes me back? Do you think he would like me more if I was with him all the time?”
“Tego-nyan,” Ryo looked seriously into Tegoshi’s eyes, imparting one of the many hard lessons he had learned during his years in Johnny’s to the younger man, “stupid spreads, just look at what Bakanishi did to the rest of KAT-TUN. As the smart boy band, we have to contain the stupid we have, not embrace it.”
“But it would make me happy, don’t you want me to be happy?”
Faced with Tegoshi’s pout full on, his resistance crumbled, stronger men than him (though he didn’t know of any) would cave, he was sure. “Well, being in your presence might be good for the idiot. Ne, Tego-nyan, maybe you can get him to work his way up to four syllable words while you’re at it.”
Now came the crux of the matter, “Yes, but how do I approach Yamashita-kun, Ryo-tan, would a declaration of my intentions be the best course of action, or would a romantic dinner work best?”
“You don’t want to confuse him with too many words, we have a concert coming up and he might still be broken by then. Low lighting, candles, and Pi anywhere near them will result in an emergency hair style change. Simple is best, buy him something shiny.”
“Shiny?”
“The Shinier the better.”
“Yosh!” Tegoshi exclaimed, jumping off the couch and calling out to a confused looking Massu, “Massu, lets go to Shibuya.”
Tegoshi called out a hurried arigato, as he and Massu made a quick exit, Massu muttering all the while about thieving ghosts.
Meanwhile, Ryo returned to his earlier contemplations.
Tegoshi walked into the NewS dressing room the next day to find Ryo sprawled out on the couch with his arm flung over his face while Koyama exclaimed that there was nothing more refreshing than taking an unexpected nap during work hours, even a really unexpected one, and Shige threw Ryo dirty looks.
“Ne, Ryo-tan, I think I like Massu.” Tegoshi informed him as he sat by the couch and rested his head on Ryo’s knees.
Ryo didn’t bother to remove his arm from his face, but turned slightly so that Tegoshi had a more comfortable position, purely by accident of course. “What about Pi?”
“He spent all day playing with the Christmas star I gave him, it got glitter everywhere, and his friends spend all their time displaying inappropriate behavior for the workplace.”
“You got out slutted by Akanishi, huh?”
“Besides, I’ve decided that I’m more into the boy next door type. How should I appro--”
“Food,” Ryo cut in, “the way to his heart is food.”
“Yosh!” Tegoshi exclaimed, “I will do my best Ryo-tan, arigato!” He left full of energy and pumping his fist like a slightly psychotic yet irresistibly cute truck driver.
Left to his own devices, Ryo decided that gagging Koyama was the way to peace and quiet.
Tegoshi walked into the NewS dressing room to find Yamshita-kun listening to Kei-chan recount an amusing story full of Member Ai regarding a three way hug between Shige, Ryo-chan and himself, a bandana from the accent dance, lots joyful screaming, and Shige always trying to be in the middle.
He went back out in search of Ryo and found him sitting in a deserted corridor with his back against the wall.
“Ne, Ryo-tan, I think I like Kei-chan”
“What happened with Massu?”
“I invited him over to my house, took of my shirt, and handed him a can of whipped cream, then I told him he could do whatever he wanted with it, while I did a slow hip roll.”
“And,” Ryo prompted when Tegoshi seemed to be too absorbed in reminiscing to continue.
“He ate it.”
“And,” Ryo prompted again.
“He asked me to put my shirt back on, before I caught a cold.” Tegoshi pouted.
“Huh.” Ryo exclaimed, with a not quite so steady voice.
Tegoshi decided to interpret the suspicious shaking of Ryo’s shoulder’s as empathy for his pain and went on to say, “Besides, I prefer men with strong conversation skills. What do you think would be the be--”
“Member Ai”
“What?”
“Win him over with your Member Ai.”
“Eh,” Tegoshi exclaimed, “you know a lot about love Ryo-tan.”
“I know a lot about morons.”
“Yosh, time to win Kei-chan over with my Member Ai, arigato Ryo-tan.”
Well, Ryo thought to himself, maybe this will keep Koyama quite for more than a minute.
The next day Tegoshi found Ryo back on the couch, browsing magazines with too many breasts on dislplay. They scared Tegoshi a bit.
“Ne Ryo-tan”
“What went wrong this time?” Ryo asked while flipping the page.
“Well, I think Member Ai should be to make the others happy, not a competition. If you make it a competition then you lose the true meaning of it.”
“So you lost to his Member Ai.”
“Besides, I’ve decided that a man must have brains and looks. So--”
“No” Ryo cut in abruptly.
“But”
“NO”
Ryo stood from the couch, strode to where Koyama was telling Shige about Tegoshi’s new found maturity with expansive hand gestures to fully explain this new development. He grabbed Shige’s arm and started pulling him out of the room.
“Hey” Shige protested, but Ryo simply replied with “Your Kansai ben sucks.” as if that explained his sudden kidnapping.
Shige continued to protest all the way to the empty dressing room Ryo took him to, but Ryo wasn’t too worried. He had a few ideas on how to shut Shige up.
Back in NewS’ dressing room, Koyama turned to Tegoshi with questioning eyes.
Tegoshi simply smiled, stating “Our Member Ai is the best, ne?”
Title: Wise Words
Chapters: Short One-shot
Author:
snape_freak
Genre: Fluff
Rating: PG
Pairings: Tego/NewS, slight Ryo/Shige
Summary: Tego asks Ryo for love advice.
This is my first fic, so be kind. They are extremely OOC, seeing as how I lose at capturing their greatness. Please let me know of any mistakes. Also, as much as I wish it every night , the boys are not mine. Maybe for Christmas? To the fic
“Ne, Ryo-tan, I think I like Yamashita-kun.”
Tegoshi threw himself down on the couch next to the overworked Osakan, laying his head down on Ryo’s slumped shoulder, and glancing up with his best kicked puppy look.
It was the look he had perfected over his years in Johnny’s, and he knew for a fact even the scariest Johnny ever (or so some would claim, Tegoshi had no idea what they were talking about) was not immune to it.
The look turned Ryo into a puddle of goo, or so it would have, had it not gone completely over the head of the puddle of goo to be. He had been too distracted by his thoughts on what he was calling his Shut-Koyama-Up-So-I-Can-Sleep-For-Five-Fucking-Minutes plan.
He thought knocking him out was his best option, but he had to consider the repercussions. Were five minutes of sleep really worth the hours of listening to Koyama go on and on about Member Ai, and how Ryo-chan knew exactly when he needed a nap, and wasn’t he just too kind to provide it for him whether he thought he wanted it or not?
Just when he had decided that yes, it would totally be worth it, he felt a tug on his arm and realized someone was attached to him. It wasn’t that he was inattentive, it was just that being a part of Eito, someone being attached to him was pretty much par for the course.
“Ne, Ryo-tan, are you listening to me? I said I think I like Yamashita-kun.” Tegoshi pouted.
“Of course I’m listening Tego-nyan, it’s just I’m trying to figure out what was in the candy bar I snuck away from Masuda that is making me hear crazy thing.”
“Waa! You took food from Massu? You are so brave Ryo-tan!” Tegoshi forgot to give Ryo his sad puppy dog look when faced with such and amazing accomplishment. Instead he just looked, well, amazed.
Then, remembering he came here with a purpose, he slipped back into super cute mode, and even added an extra eye flutter for good luck, “Ne, Ryo-tan, do you think Yamashita-kun likes me back? Do you think he would like me more if I was with him all the time?”
“Tego-nyan,” Ryo looked seriously into Tegoshi’s eyes, imparting one of the many hard lessons he had learned during his years in Johnny’s to the younger man, “stupid spreads, just look at what Bakanishi did to the rest of KAT-TUN. As the smart boy band, we have to contain the stupid we have, not embrace it.”
“But it would make me happy, don’t you want me to be happy?”
Faced with Tegoshi’s pout full on, his resistance crumbled, stronger men than him (though he didn’t know of any) would cave, he was sure. “Well, being in your presence might be good for the idiot. Ne, Tego-nyan, maybe you can get him to work his way up to four syllable words while you’re at it.”
Now came the crux of the matter, “Yes, but how do I approach Yamashita-kun, Ryo-tan, would a declaration of my intentions be the best course of action, or would a romantic dinner work best?”
“You don’t want to confuse him with too many words, we have a concert coming up and he might still be broken by then. Low lighting, candles, and Pi anywhere near them will result in an emergency hair style change. Simple is best, buy him something shiny.”
“Shiny?”
“The Shinier the better.”
“Yosh!” Tegoshi exclaimed, jumping off the couch and calling out to a confused looking Massu, “Massu, lets go to Shibuya.”
Tegoshi called out a hurried arigato, as he and Massu made a quick exit, Massu muttering all the while about thieving ghosts.
Meanwhile, Ryo returned to his earlier contemplations.
Tegoshi walked into the NewS dressing room the next day to find Ryo sprawled out on the couch with his arm flung over his face while Koyama exclaimed that there was nothing more refreshing than taking an unexpected nap during work hours, even a really unexpected one, and Shige threw Ryo dirty looks.
“Ne, Ryo-tan, I think I like Massu.” Tegoshi informed him as he sat by the couch and rested his head on Ryo’s knees.
Ryo didn’t bother to remove his arm from his face, but turned slightly so that Tegoshi had a more comfortable position, purely by accident of course. “What about Pi?”
“He spent all day playing with the Christmas star I gave him, it got glitter everywhere, and his friends spend all their time displaying inappropriate behavior for the workplace.”
“You got out slutted by Akanishi, huh?”
“Besides, I’ve decided that I’m more into the boy next door type. How should I appro--”
“Food,” Ryo cut in, “the way to his heart is food.”
“Yosh!” Tegoshi exclaimed, “I will do my best Ryo-tan, arigato!” He left full of energy and pumping his fist like a slightly psychotic yet irresistibly cute truck driver.
Left to his own devices, Ryo decided that gagging Koyama was the way to peace and quiet.
Tegoshi walked into the NewS dressing room to find Yamshita-kun listening to Kei-chan recount an amusing story full of Member Ai regarding a three way hug between Shige, Ryo-chan and himself, a bandana from the accent dance, lots joyful screaming, and Shige always trying to be in the middle.
He went back out in search of Ryo and found him sitting in a deserted corridor with his back against the wall.
“Ne, Ryo-tan, I think I like Kei-chan”
“What happened with Massu?”
“I invited him over to my house, took of my shirt, and handed him a can of whipped cream, then I told him he could do whatever he wanted with it, while I did a slow hip roll.”
“And,” Ryo prompted when Tegoshi seemed to be too absorbed in reminiscing to continue.
“He ate it.”
“And,” Ryo prompted again.
“He asked me to put my shirt back on, before I caught a cold.” Tegoshi pouted.
“Huh.” Ryo exclaimed, with a not quite so steady voice.
Tegoshi decided to interpret the suspicious shaking of Ryo’s shoulder’s as empathy for his pain and went on to say, “Besides, I prefer men with strong conversation skills. What do you think would be the be--”
“Member Ai”
“What?”
“Win him over with your Member Ai.”
“Eh,” Tegoshi exclaimed, “you know a lot about love Ryo-tan.”
“I know a lot about morons.”
“Yosh, time to win Kei-chan over with my Member Ai, arigato Ryo-tan.”
Well, Ryo thought to himself, maybe this will keep Koyama quite for more than a minute.
The next day Tegoshi found Ryo back on the couch, browsing magazines with too many breasts on dislplay. They scared Tegoshi a bit.
“Ne Ryo-tan”
“What went wrong this time?” Ryo asked while flipping the page.
“Well, I think Member Ai should be to make the others happy, not a competition. If you make it a competition then you lose the true meaning of it.”
“So you lost to his Member Ai.”
“Besides, I’ve decided that a man must have brains and looks. So--”
“No” Ryo cut in abruptly.
“But”
“NO”
Ryo stood from the couch, strode to where Koyama was telling Shige about Tegoshi’s new found maturity with expansive hand gestures to fully explain this new development. He grabbed Shige’s arm and started pulling him out of the room.
“Hey” Shige protested, but Ryo simply replied with “Your Kansai ben sucks.” as if that explained his sudden kidnapping.
Shige continued to protest all the way to the empty dressing room Ryo took him to, but Ryo wasn’t too worried. He had a few ideas on how to shut Shige up.
Back in NewS’ dressing room, Koyama turned to Tegoshi with questioning eyes.
Tegoshi simply smiled, stating “Our Member Ai is the best, ne?”