[fic dump]
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title pokémon masters
characters yamada ryosuke, nakajima yuuto, chinen yuuri, ohgo suzuka
rating g
notes in honor of black and white, which i've been playing off and on since it released. and don't go telling me "how could THIS beat THAT," i didn't choose the pokémon logically, just on what fit everyone ^o^ what would you give them~?
“What’s the next gym?” Yamada asks as he stands at the PC and scrolls through the Pokemon waiting in the boxes, humming contemplatively as he waited for Chinen’s answer so he’d know who to fill his empty party with.
“Uh… primarily bug type, with some grass…”
“Bug type?” Yamada scoffs- his opinion on bug types isn’t very high. “Another easy victory for me! Just Pansear and Pignite will be enough to wipe them out!”
Chinen clicks his tongue while Yamada retrieves his Pokémon, saying, “Don’t count your chickens, Yama-chan, the bugs in that forest gave you trouble, and I’ve heard about this guy…”
“It’ll be fine, I’ve trained since then! Would it kill you to have faith in me?”
“No,” Chinen says under his breath as Yamada trots off to stock up on potions. “Might make your head inflate.”
At the entrance they were warned that another trainer had entered ahead of them, and the lateness of the day permits only one last fight against the gym leader- whoever reaches him first gets it. Yamada wastes no time, he wants to be on the road by morning and have the day to wrestle with the ever-brewing sandstorm on route 4.
“I don’t know what they’re thinking, having a bug type gym,” he sneers as he easily defeats and passes the last of the gym’s trainers, confident that if the leader was anything like these weaklings he’d have a new shiny badge in no time. He hasn’t seen tail nor hide of the other trainer that entered before him, and figures they must have sucked too much to make it far. “Told you it would be a piece of cake, they see one lick of a flame and start trembling in the grass!”
“I wouldn’t take the leader for granted, though.” The two stop and turn to look back at the defeated trainer, who smiles casually as he collects his defeated Pokémon. “Yuuto-kun has… a way with bugs. Sometimes I think he’s part one himself. Don’t underestimate him, I’ll be forced to tell all the other gyms so we can laugh together if you do.”
Yamada responds with an appropriate raspberry and moves on, Chinen smiling apologetically at the trainer as he runs after his friend.
The final section of the gym turns out to be inside of a massive hollow tree trunk; even Yamada is a bit impressed as he pushes aside the leafy curtain of the entrance and steps inside the dark hollow. It’s just big enough for a proper battle, and in the middle of the opened area two people chat. “Which one of you is the gym leader! Let’s get this over with quickly, I heard there’s not that much time!”
Both figures turn to look at him, one boy and one girl. Yamada can hardly believe that either of them could be a gym leader, both looking to be no older than himself; he’s even more surprised when the boy raises his hand, because he definitely does not look smart enough or strong enough to even be a trainer. “Uh, that would be me. Looks like we got a problem though… technically Suzuka-san got here first, so you’ll have to come back-“
“That’s not fair! I have plans tomorrow, a-and I never even saw her fighting any of the other trainers! I went through all of them, I should be allowed the fight!”
“I used the other path, doofus,” the girl cuts in, rolling her eyes. “And I have plans, too. I got here first so get lost.”
The two send each other death glares, and Yamada is fully prepared to whip his Pokemon out on her when the gym leader steps in, laughing in a nervous, boyish manner that isn’t at all fit for his role. “H-hey, no fighting! Unless it’s with me. Or, hey, I know, how about this!” The kid claps his hands together like he has a grand idea and steps to the side, beaming. “This is how will determine who gets to fight me tonight. Each of you get to choose one Pokémon each, and whoever wins can challenge me! Great idea, isn’t it!”
“Is that even allowed?” Chinen asks, but the question is ignored as Yamada yells out, “Fine! I’ll wipe her out in no time, and then it’s your turn!”
“Is he always like this?” the leader asks Chinen as the two trainers take their place on the field.
Chinen shrugs. “He suffers from delusions of becoming the next Satoshi.”
“She won’t know what hit her with this! Go, Pignite!”
Suzuka simply smirks and releases an Emolga calmly, and from the sidelines Chinen groans- thickhead Yamada won’t see it, but this battle is already over.
“Wow, that has to be a record.”
“I think we should keep our comments to ourselves, Yuuto-san, Yama-chan looks like he’s in shock.”
Yuuto ignores Chinen’s warning and runs up to the pair, beaming annoyingly and shunning Yamada in favor of the pretty girl pouring praise on her deceivingly cute flying rodent. “That was amazing Suzuka-san! He didn’t even get an attack in, and you didn’t even to use the advantage over fighting, amazing-!”
“Thank you, Yuuto-san, but if it’s okay with you I’d rather have our battle now instead of flirt.”
Yuuto blinks. “So can we flirt later?” Ducking the empty Pokéball thrown at his head, Yuuto grins cheerily. “Yabu-kun does that to me all the time, I wonder why… anyway, let’s get going! You’re pretty amazing, but I’m not bad myself.”
“Come on, Yama-chan, you can try again some other time!” Chinen says soothingly as he pulls Yamada out of harm’s way so the other two can have their own battle. He keeps it to himself that he still doubts Yamada could have beaten Yuuto, anyway. Yamada has a bad habit of relying too much on having the advantageous type, and not enough on real strategy.
Yamada looks like he’s just seen a Mew fly by. “A flying squirrel beat my pig. A flying squirrel.”
“If it makes you feel better it was a really annoying flying squirrel.”
It’s a spectacular battle, with the dorky Yuuto suddenly turning on the cool as he pulls out rare bug types that Chinen has only dreamed of seeing, and the beautiful Suzuka manipulating the battle in ways Yamada could only pray for. It’s such a rare challenge and treat that when Suzuka faints his Volcarona he isn’t even upset- he beams as he returns his last Pokemon and runs over to her, nearly knocking into her in his hasty attempt to stop. “Suzuka-san, I-!”
“Just give me my badge.”
Yuuto pouts and digs into his pocket for a green Insect Badge, depositing it into her outstretched hands. “Congratulations, Ohgo Suzuka, you’ve earned your Insect Badge! With this you can-“
“I know, I know. Thanks for the fight~” Waving off the rest of his prepared speech Suzuka turns to head out of the gym, mumbling to herself about where to get a good dinner from around here.
“H-hey, wait!” Forgotten until that moment, Yamada runs out from the sidelines and cuts in front of Suzuka, glaring. “Let me come with you!”
Suzuka looks at him blankly. “Excuse you?”
“We’re going the same way, aren’t we? Let me go with you! I can’t just let you beat me like that, I have to get my revenge!” Yamada runs off again to drag Chinen over to her. “Look, you’ll get to travel with Chinen for free, and he knows everything about everything… and cooks well! Come on, what do you say, rival?”
“... no.” Suzuka attempts to walk off again, giving the kid an annoyed look when he continues to block her. “Good god, fine, if we happen to use the same route to go to the same place it’s fine by me! Now will you let me go? I want to sleep so I can leave early tomorrow!”
“What about your own Insect badge?” Chinen whispers when Yamada readily agrees, sighing at the pointed look Yamada gives him in return. “Well, whatever, I could use someone else to talk to than you… it’s nice to be traveling with you, Suzuka-san.”
“… sure.”
“Well, this sounds like fun! Mind if I come along?”
Yamada and Chinen jump at the sudden inclusion of Yuuto in the conversation. Yuuto beams from over their shoulder. “I haven’t had an adventure in a long time! I’ll meet you guys by the city gate in the morning, okay?”
“C-can you do that?!” Yamada squeaks, not quite hot on the idea of this annoying bug freak joining them. “What about the gym, who will be the leader, and-“
“Oh, Yabu-kun’s plenty good enough for it. He’s even over his fear of Weedle’s now!” Throwing his arms over Chinen and Yamada’s shoulders, he adds cheerfully, “Won’t it be nice to have a legit gym leader alone? Plus I have to make sure someone doesn’t soil our lovely Suzuka-san!”
“What? You’re the only one she’s in danger of getting soiled from!”
Suzuka looks like she wants to set her Emolga on them. Rolling her eyes, she finally escapes the conversation and heads out of the gym, the three bickering teenage boys following as she wonders what the heck this will mean for her Pokémon adventure.
title wishes with skinny jeans
pairing nakajima yuto x ohgo suzuka
rating g
notes inspired by yamada's obsession with kpop.
At 2AM Suzuka awakens to a frantic call from Mirai, who is complaining about that dumb Yamada kid who apparently was spotted dragging both of their boyfriends to a Shoujo Jidai mini-live that day. In the middle of Mirai complaining about how their legs aren’t that nice Suzuka shuts her phone and promptly falls back to sleep, thinking that she should no longer take 2AM phone calls from her.
“Yamada Ryosuke, when you want to go ogle foreign girls take guys that are single that can do it guilt-free! Not someone’s boyfriend!” The next day Suzuka could hear Mirai’s shrill yelling before she even made it into the classroom, and briefly considered turning around and skipping the entire day.
“What’s the big deal? We were just enjoying the music!” Yamada was whining when she finally turned into the classroom, calmly ignoring the bickering pair and taking her seat next to Nakajima. For his part, Nakajima looked pretty humble and meek, and sent her glances as if he was afraid she might lash out like Mirai. “It’s not like we took them out for gyoza or something!”
“It’s the principle of the matter! How would you like it if your non-existent girlfriend went and ogled those, oh Suzu-chan what were they called? Two… 2PM! The really ripped ones! How’d you like that, huh?”
“Why did you have to point out non-existent?!”
Suzuka tried to tune them out. “Did you have a good time, Nakajima-kun?”
Nakajima turned pale. “Uh, well… d-do you agree with Shida-san? Do you think…”
“They are pretty, aren’t they… I’m kind of jealous, they have such clear skin and nice bodies…” She sighed wistfully while pointedly ignoring his question. “And they’re so talented too, ne!”
She hadn’t expected him to react quite like Yamada had, but a little bit of outburst would have been nice. Instead Nakajima nodded solemnly. “Yeah, they are pretty and talented…”
The wistful, innocent act was dropped instantly. Looking outraged and a teensy bit hurt, Suzuka said, “Hey, you weren’t-!”
“But Suzuka-chan’s cuter, and has a nicer smile.” Before she could react Nakajima leaned close to brush his lips against her cheek, smiling almost apologetically. “So don’t be jealous. I’d rather have spent my night with you.”
Suzuka bit her lip and looked to the side where Mirai and Yamada were still arguing, smiling to herself. “Who said I was jealous? Idiot.”
title sentimental values
pairing nakajima yuto x ohgo suzuka with hinted yamada ryosuke x suzuki airi (idk)
rating pg13
notes because one of my fetishes is girls in oversized shirts keke. oh i don't know if suzuka is really allergic to anything but it fit in with the story /shot.
“Ne, Suzuka, you still haven’t told me what you want for your birthday!”
Despite the anxiety lying heavy on his heart, Yuuto couldn’t help a smile when the girl showed no signs of having heard him. She half turned in his lap and hugged her arms tightly around his waist, head nuzzling into his chest, closing her eyes and sighing softly. Amused, he stroked her hair like a kitten and tried again, “Suzukaaaa, pay attention! This is important!”
“Hm?” Her head tilted back to look up at him, eyes blinking sleepily. “What did you say?”
Yuuto held back his laughter- Suzuka didn’t appreciate it when she was called cute, no matter how many times Yuuto insisted that she was. “I asked, what do you want for your birthday? You can even be vague about it, but I need a hint… come on, Suzuka-chan!”
Yawning, Suzuka hummed to herself, before drowsily saying, “Shirt…”
“E-eh? I’m not sure I could pick out good clothes…”
“No, your shirt…”
“Eeeeeh?!”
Apparently catching his surprise, Suzuka suddenly pushed herself away from him, standing up and dusting off her skirt. “Never mind, it was just sleep talk.” There was no way to miss the sudden cold flatness in her voice. “I’m going to go ahead.” Yuuto watched in shock and confusion as she stalked off, getting the terrible feeling that he had done something terribly, terribly wrong.
“… and then she stalked off and she hasn’t talked to me since! I don’t get it… I don’t understand what happened at all.”
Yuuto scowled as he relived the memory of Suzuka’s blank, uncaring look and stuffed more of his burger into his mouth, ignoring the disgusted look Airi gave him. “I don’t know, man, I told you your girlfriend was crazy. Maybe she wants to perform voodoo magic on it.” Yamada shrugged and followed Yuuto’s example, stuffing fries into his mouth. Mid chew his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, “Or maybe she wants something of yours to hold when she pla-“
“DON’T you continue that sentence, Yamada Ryosuke!” Airi whacked him over the head, causing Yamada to choke a bit on his fries, and turned towards Yuuto. “And she does want something of yours to hold, but NOT for any perverted reason. She wants something of yours to be close to when you’re not around.”
Yuuto frowned and hummed to himself. “Well, she has my wrist band from sports day…”
“Something that’s not gross and sweaty.” Airi wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “How do I put it for you idiots to understand… a nice, worn shirt is best, or maybe a sweatshirt, something nice and cozy. Even when it’s cleaned it feels like it has your scent, and it’s easy to pretend that you’re there holding her.”
“I dunno, Suzuka-chan’s not really that sentimental… she didn’t like the flowers I got her for our anniversary. But I guess that’s a better reason than what Yamada came up with.”
“Well Yamada-kun is an idiot.” Ignoring Yamada’s whines and protests, Airi leaned on her hand. “Just because some girls might not like flowers or chocolates doesn’t mean they don’t want something else sweet and romantic. All girls have their secret wishes and daydreams, you know. She probably got mad because she was hurt that you made fun of it like that.” Before Yuuto could protest Airi knowingly cut him off, “Surprise and shock aren’t ideal reactions when you’ve revealed a secret of yours. Really, Yuuto-kun, you could take a lesson in sensitivity. Both of you!”
While Yamada tried to grumble about all the good things he had done as a boyfriend lately Yuuto glumly ate at the rest of his meal, trying to block them out. Suzuka was his cool, mature girlfriend… it had been enough of a shock to him when he found out how much of a hug and cuddle monster she was. Airi’s explanation sounded a little too sweet to him, but at this point it didn’t really matter why she wanted a shirt, anyway- he just needed to make her happy again, before she dumped his ass for someone cool who actually understood the strange wild mind of a girl.
“Have a good night!” Shutting the door to her house, Suzuka sighed softly and turned around, smiling a little up at the last person remaining in her house. “Just the two of us now, huh?”
Laughing, Yuuto took her into his arms and hugged her close. “You say that like it’s a bad thing… you sure you don’t want to kick me out for the night?”
“I think I’ll take my chances.” Pulling away from Yuuto and taking his hand, Suzuka finished turning off the lights on the first floor before heading up the stairs, letting Yuuto grab his overnight bag in the close along the way. “It’d be too sad to be alone on the night of my birthday, ne?”
“Uh huh, can’t let the birthday girl be sad.”
Inside of her bedroom, Suzuka smiled a little and gave him a quick kiss, resting her head on his shoulder. “Thanks for keeping me company… though don’t expect anything interesting to happen, I’m exhausted.” She sent him a knowing look and chuckled at his sheepish face, pulling away from him again and heading to her dresser. “Maybe I’ll surprise you tomorrow.”
“Ehe…” With her back to him, Yuuto hurriedly and nervously searched around in his bag, grabbing what he wanted and walking up behind her. When Suzuka lifted her shirt off and reached to grab another one to put on Yuuto made his move, yanking the shirt he had taken out over her head. Suzuka squawked a bit as she struggled to get it on properly, and when she whirled around to glare at him he stuttered out, “H-happy Birthday!”
“What’s this?” she asked suspiciously; this was before she actually looked down to see what it was, as sudden realization hit her. “Yuuto…”
“I didn’t really understood why you wanted my shirt… but I didn’t mean to make you feel bad about it,” he said, gently pulling her arms through the sleeves. “I shouldn’t have questioned it… so here, one of my favorite night shirts. Extra large and extra comfy, just for you.” When she stayed silent he forced out a sheepish laugh and handed her the second item. “A-and a mix tape… u-uh, it’s okay if you think it’s corny or something, I guess it kinda is, so if you want to laugh-“
Yuuto was silenced when she threw her arms around him, head burying against his chest. “Who’s laughing, baka?” she mumbled, squeezing her arms tight. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”
“R-really? I didn’t think you liked that kind of stuff, after you threw those flowers away-”
“I’m allergic.”
“… oh.”
Laughing, Suzuka wiped at her eyes as she stood back, taking his hand and leading him to the bed. “I guess I better thank you for this, huh?”
“What happened to being tired tonight?”
She pushed him down and climbed into his lap, smiling in a mischievous manner that always managed to change the direction of his blood. “We can always sleep in tomorrow.”
title pokémon masters
characters yamada ryosuke, nakajima yuuto, chinen yuuri, ohgo suzuka
rating g
notes in honor of black and white, which i've been playing off and on since it released. and don't go telling me "how could THIS beat THAT," i didn't choose the pokémon logically, just on what fit everyone ^o^ what would you give them~?
“What’s the next gym?” Yamada asks as he stands at the PC and scrolls through the Pokemon waiting in the boxes, humming contemplatively as he waited for Chinen’s answer so he’d know who to fill his empty party with.
“Uh… primarily bug type, with some grass…”
“Bug type?” Yamada scoffs- his opinion on bug types isn’t very high. “Another easy victory for me! Just Pansear and Pignite will be enough to wipe them out!”
Chinen clicks his tongue while Yamada retrieves his Pokémon, saying, “Don’t count your chickens, Yama-chan, the bugs in that forest gave you trouble, and I’ve heard about this guy…”
“It’ll be fine, I’ve trained since then! Would it kill you to have faith in me?”
“No,” Chinen says under his breath as Yamada trots off to stock up on potions. “Might make your head inflate.”
At the entrance they were warned that another trainer had entered ahead of them, and the lateness of the day permits only one last fight against the gym leader- whoever reaches him first gets it. Yamada wastes no time, he wants to be on the road by morning and have the day to wrestle with the ever-brewing sandstorm on route 4.
“I don’t know what they’re thinking, having a bug type gym,” he sneers as he easily defeats and passes the last of the gym’s trainers, confident that if the leader was anything like these weaklings he’d have a new shiny badge in no time. He hasn’t seen tail nor hide of the other trainer that entered before him, and figures they must have sucked too much to make it far. “Told you it would be a piece of cake, they see one lick of a flame and start trembling in the grass!”
“I wouldn’t take the leader for granted, though.” The two stop and turn to look back at the defeated trainer, who smiles casually as he collects his defeated Pokémon. “Yuuto-kun has… a way with bugs. Sometimes I think he’s part one himself. Don’t underestimate him, I’ll be forced to tell all the other gyms so we can laugh together if you do.”
Yamada responds with an appropriate raspberry and moves on, Chinen smiling apologetically at the trainer as he runs after his friend.
The final section of the gym turns out to be inside of a massive hollow tree trunk; even Yamada is a bit impressed as he pushes aside the leafy curtain of the entrance and steps inside the dark hollow. It’s just big enough for a proper battle, and in the middle of the opened area two people chat. “Which one of you is the gym leader! Let’s get this over with quickly, I heard there’s not that much time!”
Both figures turn to look at him, one boy and one girl. Yamada can hardly believe that either of them could be a gym leader, both looking to be no older than himself; he’s even more surprised when the boy raises his hand, because he definitely does not look smart enough or strong enough to even be a trainer. “Uh, that would be me. Looks like we got a problem though… technically Suzuka-san got here first, so you’ll have to come back-“
“That’s not fair! I have plans tomorrow, a-and I never even saw her fighting any of the other trainers! I went through all of them, I should be allowed the fight!”
“I used the other path, doofus,” the girl cuts in, rolling her eyes. “And I have plans, too. I got here first so get lost.”
The two send each other death glares, and Yamada is fully prepared to whip his Pokemon out on her when the gym leader steps in, laughing in a nervous, boyish manner that isn’t at all fit for his role. “H-hey, no fighting! Unless it’s with me. Or, hey, I know, how about this!” The kid claps his hands together like he has a grand idea and steps to the side, beaming. “This is how will determine who gets to fight me tonight. Each of you get to choose one Pokémon each, and whoever wins can challenge me! Great idea, isn’t it!”
“Is that even allowed?” Chinen asks, but the question is ignored as Yamada yells out, “Fine! I’ll wipe her out in no time, and then it’s your turn!”
“Is he always like this?” the leader asks Chinen as the two trainers take their place on the field.
Chinen shrugs. “He suffers from delusions of becoming the next Satoshi.”
“She won’t know what hit her with this! Go, Pignite!”
Suzuka simply smirks and releases an Emolga calmly, and from the sidelines Chinen groans- thickhead Yamada won’t see it, but this battle is already over.
“Wow, that has to be a record.”
“I think we should keep our comments to ourselves, Yuuto-san, Yama-chan looks like he’s in shock.”
Yuuto ignores Chinen’s warning and runs up to the pair, beaming annoyingly and shunning Yamada in favor of the pretty girl pouring praise on her deceivingly cute flying rodent. “That was amazing Suzuka-san! He didn’t even get an attack in, and you didn’t even to use the advantage over fighting, amazing-!”
“Thank you, Yuuto-san, but if it’s okay with you I’d rather have our battle now instead of flirt.”
Yuuto blinks. “So can we flirt later?” Ducking the empty Pokéball thrown at his head, Yuuto grins cheerily. “Yabu-kun does that to me all the time, I wonder why… anyway, let’s get going! You’re pretty amazing, but I’m not bad myself.”
“Come on, Yama-chan, you can try again some other time!” Chinen says soothingly as he pulls Yamada out of harm’s way so the other two can have their own battle. He keeps it to himself that he still doubts Yamada could have beaten Yuuto, anyway. Yamada has a bad habit of relying too much on having the advantageous type, and not enough on real strategy.
Yamada looks like he’s just seen a Mew fly by. “A flying squirrel beat my pig. A flying squirrel.”
“If it makes you feel better it was a really annoying flying squirrel.”
It’s a spectacular battle, with the dorky Yuuto suddenly turning on the cool as he pulls out rare bug types that Chinen has only dreamed of seeing, and the beautiful Suzuka manipulating the battle in ways Yamada could only pray for. It’s such a rare challenge and treat that when Suzuka faints his Volcarona he isn’t even upset- he beams as he returns his last Pokemon and runs over to her, nearly knocking into her in his hasty attempt to stop. “Suzuka-san, I-!”
“Just give me my badge.”
Yuuto pouts and digs into his pocket for a green Insect Badge, depositing it into her outstretched hands. “Congratulations, Ohgo Suzuka, you’ve earned your Insect Badge! With this you can-“
“I know, I know. Thanks for the fight~” Waving off the rest of his prepared speech Suzuka turns to head out of the gym, mumbling to herself about where to get a good dinner from around here.
“H-hey, wait!” Forgotten until that moment, Yamada runs out from the sidelines and cuts in front of Suzuka, glaring. “Let me come with you!”
Suzuka looks at him blankly. “Excuse you?”
“We’re going the same way, aren’t we? Let me go with you! I can’t just let you beat me like that, I have to get my revenge!” Yamada runs off again to drag Chinen over to her. “Look, you’ll get to travel with Chinen for free, and he knows everything about everything… and cooks well! Come on, what do you say, rival?”
“... no.” Suzuka attempts to walk off again, giving the kid an annoyed look when he continues to block her. “Good god, fine, if we happen to use the same route to go to the same place it’s fine by me! Now will you let me go? I want to sleep so I can leave early tomorrow!”
“What about your own Insect badge?” Chinen whispers when Yamada readily agrees, sighing at the pointed look Yamada gives him in return. “Well, whatever, I could use someone else to talk to than you… it’s nice to be traveling with you, Suzuka-san.”
“… sure.”
“Well, this sounds like fun! Mind if I come along?”
Yamada and Chinen jump at the sudden inclusion of Yuuto in the conversation. Yuuto beams from over their shoulder. “I haven’t had an adventure in a long time! I’ll meet you guys by the city gate in the morning, okay?”
“C-can you do that?!” Yamada squeaks, not quite hot on the idea of this annoying bug freak joining them. “What about the gym, who will be the leader, and-“
“Oh, Yabu-kun’s plenty good enough for it. He’s even over his fear of Weedle’s now!” Throwing his arms over Chinen and Yamada’s shoulders, he adds cheerfully, “Won’t it be nice to have a legit gym leader alone? Plus I have to make sure someone doesn’t soil our lovely Suzuka-san!”
“What? You’re the only one she’s in danger of getting soiled from!”
Suzuka looks like she wants to set her Emolga on them. Rolling her eyes, she finally escapes the conversation and heads out of the gym, the three bickering teenage boys following as she wonders what the heck this will mean for her Pokémon adventure.
title wishes with skinny jeans
pairing nakajima yuto x ohgo suzuka
rating g
notes inspired by yamada's obsession with kpop.
At 2AM Suzuka awakens to a frantic call from Mirai, who is complaining about that dumb Yamada kid who apparently was spotted dragging both of their boyfriends to a Shoujo Jidai mini-live that day. In the middle of Mirai complaining about how their legs aren’t that nice Suzuka shuts her phone and promptly falls back to sleep, thinking that she should no longer take 2AM phone calls from her.
“Yamada Ryosuke, when you want to go ogle foreign girls take guys that are single that can do it guilt-free! Not someone’s boyfriend!” The next day Suzuka could hear Mirai’s shrill yelling before she even made it into the classroom, and briefly considered turning around and skipping the entire day.
“What’s the big deal? We were just enjoying the music!” Yamada was whining when she finally turned into the classroom, calmly ignoring the bickering pair and taking her seat next to Nakajima. For his part, Nakajima looked pretty humble and meek, and sent her glances as if he was afraid she might lash out like Mirai. “It’s not like we took them out for gyoza or something!”
“It’s the principle of the matter! How would you like it if your non-existent girlfriend went and ogled those, oh Suzu-chan what were they called? Two… 2PM! The really ripped ones! How’d you like that, huh?”
“Why did you have to point out non-existent?!”
Suzuka tried to tune them out. “Did you have a good time, Nakajima-kun?”
Nakajima turned pale. “Uh, well… d-do you agree with Shida-san? Do you think…”
“They are pretty, aren’t they… I’m kind of jealous, they have such clear skin and nice bodies…” She sighed wistfully while pointedly ignoring his question. “And they’re so talented too, ne!”
She hadn’t expected him to react quite like Yamada had, but a little bit of outburst would have been nice. Instead Nakajima nodded solemnly. “Yeah, they are pretty and talented…”
The wistful, innocent act was dropped instantly. Looking outraged and a teensy bit hurt, Suzuka said, “Hey, you weren’t-!”
“But Suzuka-chan’s cuter, and has a nicer smile.” Before she could react Nakajima leaned close to brush his lips against her cheek, smiling almost apologetically. “So don’t be jealous. I’d rather have spent my night with you.”
Suzuka bit her lip and looked to the side where Mirai and Yamada were still arguing, smiling to herself. “Who said I was jealous? Idiot.”
title sentimental values
pairing nakajima yuto x ohgo suzuka with hinted yamada ryosuke x suzuki airi (idk)
rating pg13
notes because one of my fetishes is girls in oversized shirts keke. oh i don't know if suzuka is really allergic to anything but it fit in with the story /shot.
“Ne, Suzuka, you still haven’t told me what you want for your birthday!”
Despite the anxiety lying heavy on his heart, Yuuto couldn’t help a smile when the girl showed no signs of having heard him. She half turned in his lap and hugged her arms tightly around his waist, head nuzzling into his chest, closing her eyes and sighing softly. Amused, he stroked her hair like a kitten and tried again, “Suzukaaaa, pay attention! This is important!”
“Hm?” Her head tilted back to look up at him, eyes blinking sleepily. “What did you say?”
Yuuto held back his laughter- Suzuka didn’t appreciate it when she was called cute, no matter how many times Yuuto insisted that she was. “I asked, what do you want for your birthday? You can even be vague about it, but I need a hint… come on, Suzuka-chan!”
Yawning, Suzuka hummed to herself, before drowsily saying, “Shirt…”
“E-eh? I’m not sure I could pick out good clothes…”
“No, your shirt…”
“Eeeeeh?!”
Apparently catching his surprise, Suzuka suddenly pushed herself away from him, standing up and dusting off her skirt. “Never mind, it was just sleep talk.” There was no way to miss the sudden cold flatness in her voice. “I’m going to go ahead.” Yuuto watched in shock and confusion as she stalked off, getting the terrible feeling that he had done something terribly, terribly wrong.
“… and then she stalked off and she hasn’t talked to me since! I don’t get it… I don’t understand what happened at all.”
Yuuto scowled as he relived the memory of Suzuka’s blank, uncaring look and stuffed more of his burger into his mouth, ignoring the disgusted look Airi gave him. “I don’t know, man, I told you your girlfriend was crazy. Maybe she wants to perform voodoo magic on it.” Yamada shrugged and followed Yuuto’s example, stuffing fries into his mouth. Mid chew his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, “Or maybe she wants something of yours to hold when she pla-“
“DON’T you continue that sentence, Yamada Ryosuke!” Airi whacked him over the head, causing Yamada to choke a bit on his fries, and turned towards Yuuto. “And she does want something of yours to hold, but NOT for any perverted reason. She wants something of yours to be close to when you’re not around.”
Yuuto frowned and hummed to himself. “Well, she has my wrist band from sports day…”
“Something that’s not gross and sweaty.” Airi wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “How do I put it for you idiots to understand… a nice, worn shirt is best, or maybe a sweatshirt, something nice and cozy. Even when it’s cleaned it feels like it has your scent, and it’s easy to pretend that you’re there holding her.”
“I dunno, Suzuka-chan’s not really that sentimental… she didn’t like the flowers I got her for our anniversary. But I guess that’s a better reason than what Yamada came up with.”
“Well Yamada-kun is an idiot.” Ignoring Yamada’s whines and protests, Airi leaned on her hand. “Just because some girls might not like flowers or chocolates doesn’t mean they don’t want something else sweet and romantic. All girls have their secret wishes and daydreams, you know. She probably got mad because she was hurt that you made fun of it like that.” Before Yuuto could protest Airi knowingly cut him off, “Surprise and shock aren’t ideal reactions when you’ve revealed a secret of yours. Really, Yuuto-kun, you could take a lesson in sensitivity. Both of you!”
While Yamada tried to grumble about all the good things he had done as a boyfriend lately Yuuto glumly ate at the rest of his meal, trying to block them out. Suzuka was his cool, mature girlfriend… it had been enough of a shock to him when he found out how much of a hug and cuddle monster she was. Airi’s explanation sounded a little too sweet to him, but at this point it didn’t really matter why she wanted a shirt, anyway- he just needed to make her happy again, before she dumped his ass for someone cool who actually understood the strange wild mind of a girl.
“Have a good night!” Shutting the door to her house, Suzuka sighed softly and turned around, smiling a little up at the last person remaining in her house. “Just the two of us now, huh?”
Laughing, Yuuto took her into his arms and hugged her close. “You say that like it’s a bad thing… you sure you don’t want to kick me out for the night?”
“I think I’ll take my chances.” Pulling away from Yuuto and taking his hand, Suzuka finished turning off the lights on the first floor before heading up the stairs, letting Yuuto grab his overnight bag in the close along the way. “It’d be too sad to be alone on the night of my birthday, ne?”
“Uh huh, can’t let the birthday girl be sad.”
Inside of her bedroom, Suzuka smiled a little and gave him a quick kiss, resting her head on his shoulder. “Thanks for keeping me company… though don’t expect anything interesting to happen, I’m exhausted.” She sent him a knowing look and chuckled at his sheepish face, pulling away from him again and heading to her dresser. “Maybe I’ll surprise you tomorrow.”
“Ehe…” With her back to him, Yuuto hurriedly and nervously searched around in his bag, grabbing what he wanted and walking up behind her. When Suzuka lifted her shirt off and reached to grab another one to put on Yuuto made his move, yanking the shirt he had taken out over her head. Suzuka squawked a bit as she struggled to get it on properly, and when she whirled around to glare at him he stuttered out, “H-happy Birthday!”
“What’s this?” she asked suspiciously; this was before she actually looked down to see what it was, as sudden realization hit her. “Yuuto…”
“I didn’t really understood why you wanted my shirt… but I didn’t mean to make you feel bad about it,” he said, gently pulling her arms through the sleeves. “I shouldn’t have questioned it… so here, one of my favorite night shirts. Extra large and extra comfy, just for you.” When she stayed silent he forced out a sheepish laugh and handed her the second item. “A-and a mix tape… u-uh, it’s okay if you think it’s corny or something, I guess it kinda is, so if you want to laugh-“
Yuuto was silenced when she threw her arms around him, head burying against his chest. “Who’s laughing, baka?” she mumbled, squeezing her arms tight. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”
“R-really? I didn’t think you liked that kind of stuff, after you threw those flowers away-”
“I’m allergic.”
“… oh.”
Laughing, Suzuka wiped at her eyes as she stood back, taking his hand and leading him to the bed. “I guess I better thank you for this, huh?”
“What happened to being tired tonight?”
She pushed him down and climbed into his lap, smiling in a mischievous manner that always managed to change the direction of his blood. “We can always sleep in tomorrow.”