icon is how hant feels about baby yakuzas ;___;
Why Chiaki Tani Was Never in a Gang
Fandom: Timeranger/Dekaranger/Magiranger/Go-onger/Shinkenger
Rating: PG
Pairing(s): maybe hints of one-sided Chiaki/Sen?
Notes: AU, semi-crack!fic. Chiaki is trying to create a gang of green rangers. for ketaros
Chiaki Tani is twelve years old. His mother has forbidden him from dying his hair until he’s at least sixteen, but he steals yellow highlighters from his classmates and presses down on strands of frustratingly dark hair anyway. It doesn’t have quite the desired effect, but his classmates learned at the beginning of the year not to laugh when Chiaki does something stupid, not unless they wanted their pencils broken in half.
Don’t get the impression Chiaki is an unpopular boy. On the contrary, he’s made four whole friends, and they’ve mostly stopped cringing when he orders them to come round to his house now. Chiaki has plans to toughen them up, make them do push-ups in the playground (Chiaki can do five without taking a breath!) and turn them into a gang with walkie-talkies and codenames.
It’ll be difficult to make Enari and Ozu part of the gang, Chiaki muses, seeing as they’re not even in Chiaki’s school. Senichi Enari and Makoto Ozu are older boys who talk about complicated things like part-time jobs and girls. Actually it’s mostly Makoto who talks... Sen just listens. Chiaki calls Sen “-chan” even though Sen is older than him. Sen doesn’t complain.
Sion doesn’t have a surname for Chiaki to call him by when he feels like ordering him about. Sion is just Sion. Sometimes Sion disappears for days on end and won’t answer Chiaki’s calls, so Chiaki leaves him angry texts in all capitals demanding to know what Sion’s problem is, and eventually Sion sends texts back just reading “sorry, sadface”. Sion always types out emoticons no matter how many times Chiaki shows him how to do the faces.
Sen has a theory Sion’s really from outer space. Chiaki steals Sen’s gum and tells him to shut up.
Hant has a surname but Chiaki can never remember what it is. Not that it matters, because as long as Chiaki mentions anything about handcuffs or ropes Hant will do exactly as he says. Everyone in their class thinks Hant is weird. Chiaki agrees but Sen thinks Hant is funny and Chiaki doesn’t have the heart to send someone Sen likes so much away. So Hant, with his leering whenever Chiaki raises his voice and his fascination for the green square dangling off Chiaki’s belt, sticks around.
Every Saturday is movie night. They rotate who gets to pick the movies, though after the Saturday where Hant picks Debbie Does Dallas Makoto decides Hant doesn’t get to pick movies anymore. Sen likes confusing European movies about butlers and murder and existentialism and though Chiaki doesn’t understand them at all he puts up with it, because it’s Sen. Makoto likes documentaries about wildlife and agonisingly chirpy slice of life movies that aren’t about anything in particular. Sion says he doesn’t mind what they watch, “anything’s fine”, but Sen makes a point of choosing movies about outer space for Sion just to see how Sion reacts.
Chiaki likes yakuza movies, much to Makoto’s horror.
“My baby brother’s about your age,” he says to Chiaki, tutting. “I’d never let him watch movies like this.”
Chiaki smirks, because last time he was invited around to the Ozu home he lent his box-set of The Godfather to Makoto’s brother.
While Chiaki is preoccupied with annoying Makoto, Hant manages to slide on to his lap. Chiaki pushes him off, maybe a bit too roughly, and Hant lands on the floor next to Sen’s foot.
“You have lovely feet, Sen,” he murmurs, and Chiaki gives him a good hard kick for that.
Not that Sen heard. Sen has his head in the clouds. Sen is thinking of ways to get Sion to expose the antennae he knows Sion’s hiding under that mop of hair. Sion thinks Sen just really likes giving head massages, but Chiaki knows better.
A year goes by and Sion disappears and doesn’t turn up again a few days later.
“The mother ship came for him,” Sen says solemnly. Sen, who always used to breeze through his schoolwork as easily as if it were as easy as simply signing his name at the top of the paper, has suddenly started spending evenings indoors, studying. “I’m going to find aliens like Sion,” he tells the others.
Makoto is of the opinion that impressionable young minds such as Chiaki’s and his little brother’s (Hant, he says, is the mind of a dirty old man in a little boy’s body and doesn’t count) should be protected from minds like Sen’s. Chiaki remembers a time when Makoto and Sen used to sit together and shake their heads at everyone else.
Hant offers Chiaki a home-made gimp mask. Chiaki disapproves.
Sen leaves home and heads for a “top secret academy that’ll teach me about aliens”. Makoto heaves a sigh of relief and starts letting Kai go outside again. Kai still hasn’t returned Chiaki’s Godfather box-set.
After Makoto’s mother dies Makoto becomes a quiet figure, always telling Chiaki he doesn’t have time for movie nights and he doesn’t have time to play cops and devilishly smart robbers. Makoto has run out of time, Chiaki reflects, patting the green square hanging from his belt.
“Do you want to be in my gang?” he says to Hant, handing over a walkie-talkie. He snatches the walkie-talkie back when Hant says something about gangbangs. He looks at Hant. He isn’t used to seeing him without Makoto and Sen behind him and Sion’s hand awkwardly wedged into Hant’s enthusiastic clasp, but maybe it could work.
Chiaki Tani is just about to hit fourteen years old. His mother has forbidden him from dying his hair until he’s sixteen but she hasn’t forbidden him from dying Hant’s. Grinning, he reaches for the bleach.
Fandom: Timeranger/Dekaranger/Magiranger/Go-onger/Shinkenger
Rating: PG
Pairing(s): maybe hints of one-sided Chiaki/Sen?
Notes: AU, semi-crack!fic. Chiaki is trying to create a gang of green rangers. for ketaros
Chiaki Tani is twelve years old. His mother has forbidden him from dying his hair until he’s at least sixteen, but he steals yellow highlighters from his classmates and presses down on strands of frustratingly dark hair anyway. It doesn’t have quite the desired effect, but his classmates learned at the beginning of the year not to laugh when Chiaki does something stupid, not unless they wanted their pencils broken in half.
Don’t get the impression Chiaki is an unpopular boy. On the contrary, he’s made four whole friends, and they’ve mostly stopped cringing when he orders them to come round to his house now. Chiaki has plans to toughen them up, make them do push-ups in the playground (Chiaki can do five without taking a breath!) and turn them into a gang with walkie-talkies and codenames.
It’ll be difficult to make Enari and Ozu part of the gang, Chiaki muses, seeing as they’re not even in Chiaki’s school. Senichi Enari and Makoto Ozu are older boys who talk about complicated things like part-time jobs and girls. Actually it’s mostly Makoto who talks... Sen just listens. Chiaki calls Sen “-chan” even though Sen is older than him. Sen doesn’t complain.
Sion doesn’t have a surname for Chiaki to call him by when he feels like ordering him about. Sion is just Sion. Sometimes Sion disappears for days on end and won’t answer Chiaki’s calls, so Chiaki leaves him angry texts in all capitals demanding to know what Sion’s problem is, and eventually Sion sends texts back just reading “sorry, sadface”. Sion always types out emoticons no matter how many times Chiaki shows him how to do the faces.
Sen has a theory Sion’s really from outer space. Chiaki steals Sen’s gum and tells him to shut up.
Hant has a surname but Chiaki can never remember what it is. Not that it matters, because as long as Chiaki mentions anything about handcuffs or ropes Hant will do exactly as he says. Everyone in their class thinks Hant is weird. Chiaki agrees but Sen thinks Hant is funny and Chiaki doesn’t have the heart to send someone Sen likes so much away. So Hant, with his leering whenever Chiaki raises his voice and his fascination for the green square dangling off Chiaki’s belt, sticks around.
Every Saturday is movie night. They rotate who gets to pick the movies, though after the Saturday where Hant picks Debbie Does Dallas Makoto decides Hant doesn’t get to pick movies anymore. Sen likes confusing European movies about butlers and murder and existentialism and though Chiaki doesn’t understand them at all he puts up with it, because it’s Sen. Makoto likes documentaries about wildlife and agonisingly chirpy slice of life movies that aren’t about anything in particular. Sion says he doesn’t mind what they watch, “anything’s fine”, but Sen makes a point of choosing movies about outer space for Sion just to see how Sion reacts.
Chiaki likes yakuza movies, much to Makoto’s horror.
“My baby brother’s about your age,” he says to Chiaki, tutting. “I’d never let him watch movies like this.”
Chiaki smirks, because last time he was invited around to the Ozu home he lent his box-set of The Godfather to Makoto’s brother.
While Chiaki is preoccupied with annoying Makoto, Hant manages to slide on to his lap. Chiaki pushes him off, maybe a bit too roughly, and Hant lands on the floor next to Sen’s foot.
“You have lovely feet, Sen,” he murmurs, and Chiaki gives him a good hard kick for that.
Not that Sen heard. Sen has his head in the clouds. Sen is thinking of ways to get Sion to expose the antennae he knows Sion’s hiding under that mop of hair. Sion thinks Sen just really likes giving head massages, but Chiaki knows better.
A year goes by and Sion disappears and doesn’t turn up again a few days later.
“The mother ship came for him,” Sen says solemnly. Sen, who always used to breeze through his schoolwork as easily as if it were as easy as simply signing his name at the top of the paper, has suddenly started spending evenings indoors, studying. “I’m going to find aliens like Sion,” he tells the others.
Makoto is of the opinion that impressionable young minds such as Chiaki’s and his little brother’s (Hant, he says, is the mind of a dirty old man in a little boy’s body and doesn’t count) should be protected from minds like Sen’s. Chiaki remembers a time when Makoto and Sen used to sit together and shake their heads at everyone else.
Hant offers Chiaki a home-made gimp mask. Chiaki disapproves.
Sen leaves home and heads for a “top secret academy that’ll teach me about aliens”. Makoto heaves a sigh of relief and starts letting Kai go outside again. Kai still hasn’t returned Chiaki’s Godfather box-set.
After Makoto’s mother dies Makoto becomes a quiet figure, always telling Chiaki he doesn’t have time for movie nights and he doesn’t have time to play cops and devilishly smart robbers. Makoto has run out of time, Chiaki reflects, patting the green square hanging from his belt.
“Do you want to be in my gang?” he says to Hant, handing over a walkie-talkie. He snatches the walkie-talkie back when Hant says something about gangbangs. He looks at Hant. He isn’t used to seeing him without Makoto and Sen behind him and Sion’s hand awkwardly wedged into Hant’s enthusiastic clasp, but maybe it could work.
Chiaki Tani is just about to hit fourteen years old. His mother has forbidden him from dying his hair until he’s sixteen but she hasn’t forbidden him from dying Hant’s. Grinning, he reaches for the bleach.