Battlesmooch Snipsnaps! [Part 1]
Technically not really part 1. The AU to an AU that hasn't been published yet. That AU is about boys at a dumb yankee-ish school who fight to be the strongest cool guy. This AU is about the same thing, but with a lot more kissing. Anyway, here's one potential scenario from it, about Ikejuns!!
Pairing: Shison Jun/Ikeoka Ryousuke, mentioned Ikeoka/Arai...??
Rating/Warnings: G/RPS.
Word Count: 934
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Everything clicked into place, just like the lock on the door behind him. “Oh. It's a trap.”
“It is,” the cute first year agreed, turning to face him with a gentle smile. “Ikeoka-senpai, you'll let me beat you, right?”
“Maybe. Depends. What are you offering?”
“I'm afraid I don't have much,” he said. He looked up at him, his big eyes beautiful against his long, dark lashes. Then he threw a punch at him.
Ryousuke blocked it easily. “Really? You actually have a lot to offer, you know.”
Jun blinked at him, wrenching his arm out of his grip. “What do you mean?”
Ryousuke walked over and found a dusty box to sit on. “Students are always using these storerooms to fight, so you'd think they'd be cleaner,” he said, patting the spot next him. He grimaced at the dirt on his hand and wiped it on his pants. “C'mon, sit down. Let's talk.”
Jun came closer, but didn't sit down.
“It's not a trap, if you worried. You first years have so much energy, doing things like this. It's cute. Old guys like me wouldn't come up with the idea to pay people to kick soccer balls at their targets' heads.”
“I didn't pay Arai-senpai. He said he'd do it for free.”
Ryousuke frowned. “Rude.” Jun giggled a little and finally sat down next to him, though not as close as he would have liked. “But see, there's something to start with. 'Ikeoka-senpai, if you let me beat you, I won't ask people to smack you in the head with sports paraphernalia anymore.'”
“Oh, is that all it takes?”
“Well, no, I don't come quite that cheap. And Arai's probably going to keep doing it on his own, so it's not really that valuable a promise. But like I said, it's a start.”
“I guess you'll also want me to stop 'accidentally' splashing dirty cleaning water over your head and stealing your gym clothes and stuff, huh?”
“Of course I want that. But it's up to you. Maybe there's something better that you could offer, if you really like my smelly gym socks that much.”
“Senpai, gross!” Jun made a face and leaned away. “I'm gonna throw them in the incinerator.”
“Rude,” Ryousuke said. “But fair.” Jun giggled again and he took the opportunity to move a little closer.
“You're weird, Ikeoka-senpai. Normally people get mad and want to fight when they find out that all the bad stuff that happened to them was my fault. But you just want to make a bargain for me to leave you alone.”
“You're the one who wants me to 'let' you beat me. If it's a fair fight you want, I can do that too.”
Jun gave that some thought. “So the more things I promise you, the more of a handicap you'll give me?”
“I guess. If you're really that desperate, though, you might as well just make a good enough deal that I'll just tell everyone you beat me. Unless you just want to beat me up.”
Jun shrugged. “Might as well save my energy for the next one. What do you want?”
“Well, you can always buy my love with food.”
Jun stuck his tongue out, but considered it. “Okay, all that stuff I said before, and I'll treat you to burgers after school.”
“Only once? So stingy, Junjun!”
“All right. Two weeks of burgers, and I'll try to steal snacks from Shin-chan when I can.”
“Three weeks, and I choose the days. And something else to sweeten the deal.”
Jun narrowed his eyes. “Ikeoka-senpai, you're a lot cleverer than you look.”
“Thanks. You're exactly as cute as you look, and delightfully evil besides.”
“Aww, thanks, senpai.” Jun leaned forward, smiling, and kissed him.
Ryousuke stared at him. “Huh?” he said eventually.
Jun's eyes got very big. “Is that not what you meant by sweetening the deal?” he said in a very innocent voice.
Ryousuke thought about it. “Actually, that's exactly what I meant,” he agreed, and threw an arm around his waist. “All right. Now that you've bought my love, what are you going to do about this fight?”
Jun bent over, clearly embarrassed. Ryousuke grinned and leaned on him until he looked up. Jun met his eyes for a second, then looked away, biting his lip. He pressed a hand to Ryousuke's cheek, then let it fall away. Ryousuke leaned in and Jun stared up at him with his huge, huge eyes before finally closing the distance. His lips were soft, hesitant and eager at the same time. Ryousuke was no expert in kissing, even after all that stuff with Arai, but he was pretty sure this was a really good kiss. He smushed his lips against Jun's even more, trying to figure out how people kissed in movies and stuff. Jun made a really cute sound, so he figured he was doing something right.
Jun gently broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against Ryousuke's. “I'd say you've been pretty well defeated, wouldn't you?” he murmured.
“I still have some fight in me,” Ryousuke said, leaning in again, but Jun pushed him back and jumped up.
“No way. I totally kicked your butt.” Jun spun around, grinning. Ryousuke got up to chase after him and fell flat on his face.
“Oh. You had time to tie my shoelaces together when you were pretending to be embarrassed?” he asked the dirty floor. People really ought to clean up after their climactic battles.
“Yup. Thanks for the fight, Ikeoka-senpai.”
“Don't forget, burgers after school! It's a date!”
Jun just turned and walked away with a wave.
Pairing: Shison Jun/Ikeoka Ryousuke, mentioned Ikeoka/Arai...??
Rating/Warnings: G/RPS.
Word Count: 934
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Everything clicked into place, just like the lock on the door behind him. “Oh. It's a trap.”
“It is,” the cute first year agreed, turning to face him with a gentle smile. “Ikeoka-senpai, you'll let me beat you, right?”
“Maybe. Depends. What are you offering?”
“I'm afraid I don't have much,” he said. He looked up at him, his big eyes beautiful against his long, dark lashes. Then he threw a punch at him.
Ryousuke blocked it easily. “Really? You actually have a lot to offer, you know.”
Jun blinked at him, wrenching his arm out of his grip. “What do you mean?”
Ryousuke walked over and found a dusty box to sit on. “Students are always using these storerooms to fight, so you'd think they'd be cleaner,” he said, patting the spot next him. He grimaced at the dirt on his hand and wiped it on his pants. “C'mon, sit down. Let's talk.”
Jun came closer, but didn't sit down.
“It's not a trap, if you worried. You first years have so much energy, doing things like this. It's cute. Old guys like me wouldn't come up with the idea to pay people to kick soccer balls at their targets' heads.”
“I didn't pay Arai-senpai. He said he'd do it for free.”
Ryousuke frowned. “Rude.” Jun giggled a little and finally sat down next to him, though not as close as he would have liked. “But see, there's something to start with. 'Ikeoka-senpai, if you let me beat you, I won't ask people to smack you in the head with sports paraphernalia anymore.'”
“Oh, is that all it takes?”
“Well, no, I don't come quite that cheap. And Arai's probably going to keep doing it on his own, so it's not really that valuable a promise. But like I said, it's a start.”
“I guess you'll also want me to stop 'accidentally' splashing dirty cleaning water over your head and stealing your gym clothes and stuff, huh?”
“Of course I want that. But it's up to you. Maybe there's something better that you could offer, if you really like my smelly gym socks that much.”
“Senpai, gross!” Jun made a face and leaned away. “I'm gonna throw them in the incinerator.”
“Rude,” Ryousuke said. “But fair.” Jun giggled again and he took the opportunity to move a little closer.
“You're weird, Ikeoka-senpai. Normally people get mad and want to fight when they find out that all the bad stuff that happened to them was my fault. But you just want to make a bargain for me to leave you alone.”
“You're the one who wants me to 'let' you beat me. If it's a fair fight you want, I can do that too.”
Jun gave that some thought. “So the more things I promise you, the more of a handicap you'll give me?”
“I guess. If you're really that desperate, though, you might as well just make a good enough deal that I'll just tell everyone you beat me. Unless you just want to beat me up.”
Jun shrugged. “Might as well save my energy for the next one. What do you want?”
“Well, you can always buy my love with food.”
Jun stuck his tongue out, but considered it. “Okay, all that stuff I said before, and I'll treat you to burgers after school.”
“Only once? So stingy, Junjun!”
“All right. Two weeks of burgers, and I'll try to steal snacks from Shin-chan when I can.”
“Three weeks, and I choose the days. And something else to sweeten the deal.”
Jun narrowed his eyes. “Ikeoka-senpai, you're a lot cleverer than you look.”
“Thanks. You're exactly as cute as you look, and delightfully evil besides.”
“Aww, thanks, senpai.” Jun leaned forward, smiling, and kissed him.
Ryousuke stared at him. “Huh?” he said eventually.
Jun's eyes got very big. “Is that not what you meant by sweetening the deal?” he said in a very innocent voice.
Ryousuke thought about it. “Actually, that's exactly what I meant,” he agreed, and threw an arm around his waist. “All right. Now that you've bought my love, what are you going to do about this fight?”
Jun bent over, clearly embarrassed. Ryousuke grinned and leaned on him until he looked up. Jun met his eyes for a second, then looked away, biting his lip. He pressed a hand to Ryousuke's cheek, then let it fall away. Ryousuke leaned in and Jun stared up at him with his huge, huge eyes before finally closing the distance. His lips were soft, hesitant and eager at the same time. Ryousuke was no expert in kissing, even after all that stuff with Arai, but he was pretty sure this was a really good kiss. He smushed his lips against Jun's even more, trying to figure out how people kissed in movies and stuff. Jun made a really cute sound, so he figured he was doing something right.
Jun gently broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against Ryousuke's. “I'd say you've been pretty well defeated, wouldn't you?” he murmured.
“I still have some fight in me,” Ryousuke said, leaning in again, but Jun pushed him back and jumped up.
“No way. I totally kicked your butt.” Jun spun around, grinning. Ryousuke got up to chase after him and fell flat on his face.
“Oh. You had time to tie my shoelaces together when you were pretending to be embarrassed?” he asked the dirty floor. People really ought to clean up after their climactic battles.
“Yup. Thanks for the fight, Ikeoka-senpai.”
“Don't forget, burgers after school! It's a date!”
Jun just turned and walked away with a wave.