[Nabari no Ou] Never Again
I am very taken by the car they're using in the OP theme. It has left me wondering if it's a Daihatsu Mira or a Mini Cooper cause both look similar.
Title: Never Again
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Unbeta’d, PWP, some OCC, spoilers from Vol 1 to Vol 7 of the manga
Genre: General, humour
Word Count: 655
Main Character(s): Yukimi, Raikou, Yoite, Miharu, Gau
Pairing(s): None.
Summary: “Eyes on the road! On the road!” he yelped. “Not at the back!” One shot.
Disclaimer: Nabari no Ou is copyright to Kamatani Yuuki, Square-Enix and JC Staff.
AN: Beware of major spoilers if you haven’t gotten that far in the raw manga or you’re a scanlated reader or anime watcher. This is just a little inane drabble on the boys on mission free days.
“Take a look at my latest pictures!”
Yukimi found himself growing cross-eyed as something blurry was thrust into his field of vision. He backed away a step to take a better look at whatever it was that Raikou was showing to him.
Nope. Still blurry. In fact, whatever it was in the photo was out of focus and was just a swirl of colours blended together. Yukimi raised his eyes to Raikou’s beaming face and said in a dry tone.
“What is it supposed to be?”
“Spider lilies! I saw them on the last assignment and thought they were the most beautiful thing ever so I started snapping pictures.” Raikou flipped the photo back to face him, frowning a little thoughtfully. “Hmm, maybe I should zoom in next time.”
Yukimi stared. “Try and focus on the object next time instead,” he muttered.
“What’s that?” Raikou looked up from the stack of photos.
“Nothing.” Yukimi held up a hand. “So, what brings you here?”
“Oh, I just thought we’ll all go out for lunch,” said Raikou, slipping the photos back into his pocket. “It’s been a while since we’re all together like this.”
“Hn.” Yukimi marched over to the door, rapping his knuckles on it once before opening it. “Oi, we’re going out to eat. I’m sick of takeout.”
There were a few thumps on the wooden floor and then Yoite emerged, Miharu behind, holding a scarf. Miharu was tugging on the beige scarf around Yoite’s neck, chiding him to wear it, and the scene was rather domesticated.
“I’m driving,” he announced, twirling the keys.
“Oh hell no!” Yukimi made to snatch the keys but found himself grasping thin air as Raikou danced out of the way and out the door. “Raikou!”
The towhead hurried after the younger man out the door, hollering all the way down the corridor.
Gau was in the back seat of the car when they all emerged outside. He was shouting at Yukimi to let Raikou drive, waving his arm in the air as the two engaged in a tug of war with the keys. Until Miharu gave them both his trademark doe-eyed smile, causing them to pause and Yoite snatched the keys out of their hands. By the time they had recovered, Yoite was already starting up the engine.
A thought struck Yukimi just as Yoite put the car in reverse gear.
“Hey, wait! You don’t have a driver’s license! Yoiteeee!” The last part ended in a loud scream (which Yukimi will later deny it as a scream but more as a manly yell) as Yoite pulled away from the kerb, forcing an oncoming car to stop barely inches away with a screech of brakes and causing its driver to hurl obscenities at them. Yoite immediately turned around, hand raised to point with the intent to kill when Yukimi grabbed him by the chin, forcing him to face front.
“Eyes on the road! On the road!” he yelped. “Not at the back!”
They managed to arrive at their destination in one piece. Yukimi had to force himself to release his hold on the dashboard and pried both Gau and Raikou’s hands off the seat. Miharu merely hopped out of the back seat cheerily, saying it was the best car ride he had ever had, before trotting after Yoite into the ramen shop for their lunch.
“Demon... demon driving,” Gau was mumbling as he made his way into the shop, wobbling a little.
Yukimi stopped Raikou before they entered the shop. He handed him the keys. “You can drive on the way back,” he said. “After this, I don’t care if you actually land us in the river.”
“As long as you don’t let him drive, ever again,” said Raikou. His heart was still hammering in his chest. The way Yoite had handled that corner back there...
“Deal.”
They shook hands on it and finally entered the shop to join the others.
Owari.
Title: Never Again
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Unbeta’d, PWP, some OCC, spoilers from Vol 1 to Vol 7 of the manga
Genre: General, humour
Word Count: 655
Main Character(s): Yukimi, Raikou, Yoite, Miharu, Gau
Pairing(s): None.
Summary: “Eyes on the road! On the road!” he yelped. “Not at the back!” One shot.
Disclaimer: Nabari no Ou is copyright to Kamatani Yuuki, Square-Enix and JC Staff.
AN: Beware of major spoilers if you haven’t gotten that far in the raw manga or you’re a scanlated reader or anime watcher. This is just a little inane drabble on the boys on mission free days.
“Take a look at my latest pictures!”
Yukimi found himself growing cross-eyed as something blurry was thrust into his field of vision. He backed away a step to take a better look at whatever it was that Raikou was showing to him.
Nope. Still blurry. In fact, whatever it was in the photo was out of focus and was just a swirl of colours blended together. Yukimi raised his eyes to Raikou’s beaming face and said in a dry tone.
“What is it supposed to be?”
“Spider lilies! I saw them on the last assignment and thought they were the most beautiful thing ever so I started snapping pictures.” Raikou flipped the photo back to face him, frowning a little thoughtfully. “Hmm, maybe I should zoom in next time.”
Yukimi stared. “Try and focus on the object next time instead,” he muttered.
“What’s that?” Raikou looked up from the stack of photos.
“Nothing.” Yukimi held up a hand. “So, what brings you here?”
“Oh, I just thought we’ll all go out for lunch,” said Raikou, slipping the photos back into his pocket. “It’s been a while since we’re all together like this.”
“Hn.” Yukimi marched over to the door, rapping his knuckles on it once before opening it. “Oi, we’re going out to eat. I’m sick of takeout.”
There were a few thumps on the wooden floor and then Yoite emerged, Miharu behind, holding a scarf. Miharu was tugging on the beige scarf around Yoite’s neck, chiding him to wear it, and the scene was rather domesticated.
“I’m driving,” he announced, twirling the keys.
“Oh hell no!” Yukimi made to snatch the keys but found himself grasping thin air as Raikou danced out of the way and out the door. “Raikou!”
The towhead hurried after the younger man out the door, hollering all the way down the corridor.
Gau was in the back seat of the car when they all emerged outside. He was shouting at Yukimi to let Raikou drive, waving his arm in the air as the two engaged in a tug of war with the keys. Until Miharu gave them both his trademark doe-eyed smile, causing them to pause and Yoite snatched the keys out of their hands. By the time they had recovered, Yoite was already starting up the engine.
A thought struck Yukimi just as Yoite put the car in reverse gear.
“Hey, wait! You don’t have a driver’s license! Yoiteeee!” The last part ended in a loud scream (which Yukimi will later deny it as a scream but more as a manly yell) as Yoite pulled away from the kerb, forcing an oncoming car to stop barely inches away with a screech of brakes and causing its driver to hurl obscenities at them. Yoite immediately turned around, hand raised to point with the intent to kill when Yukimi grabbed him by the chin, forcing him to face front.
“Eyes on the road! On the road!” he yelped. “Not at the back!”
They managed to arrive at their destination in one piece. Yukimi had to force himself to release his hold on the dashboard and pried both Gau and Raikou’s hands off the seat. Miharu merely hopped out of the back seat cheerily, saying it was the best car ride he had ever had, before trotting after Yoite into the ramen shop for their lunch.
“Demon... demon driving,” Gau was mumbling as he made his way into the shop, wobbling a little.
Yukimi stopped Raikou before they entered the shop. He handed him the keys. “You can drive on the way back,” he said. “After this, I don’t care if you actually land us in the river.”
“As long as you don’t let him drive, ever again,” said Raikou. His heart was still hammering in his chest. The way Yoite had handled that corner back there...
“Deal.”
They shook hands on it and finally entered the shop to join the others.
Owari.