Steps to Adorability
My first fanfic posted here on Honey-Sempai.
I got this idea while I was working on the longer work on Mitsukuni, and it was begging to be written. This is one POV of Honey's background and how he became what he is. I truly don't think that Honey is all and sugar and spice; there has to be something more to Honey as Renge had once mentioned.
Honey is definitely my favorite character in that he's all cute on the outside, but is hiding something in the inside.
Written for ouran_flashfic.
Mitsukuni never chose to be the lolita type. He was just born to be one and Mitsukuni always took advantage of what he could.
When he finally realized and accepted that he would never grow any taller, Mitsukuni decided to cultivate his attributes. With all the discipline given to him by training in judo, Mitsukuni systematically set out the steps necessary to become irresistibly cute. The first thing, and the easiest thing, was to give himself a nickname. It was harder remembering to respond to it.
The first time he tried chocolate, his nose scrunched up and he barely stopped himself from spitting it out. He swallowed it down, and took another piece out of the box, determined to get over its sickening sweetness. That day he ate the whole box and then had to keep running to the restroom clutching his stomach.
He was born with his high pitched, childish voice, so all he had to do was learn the proper inflections and pick up a speaking habit. That day he volunteered to look after his baby brother and nearly pulled out all his hair in frustration.
The next day he asked his cook for some onions and then locked himself up in his personal bathroom. He carefully peeled the onions, and then held them up to his eyes. He held them there until just the thought of onions made his eyes well up with tears. That day he hid in his room so that he wouldn't have to explain his bloodshot eyes.
For the final step, he went on a shopping spree. He gulped bravely, stepped into the store and bought everything he saw that was pink with flowers. He stepped next door and bought all the accessories he thought he would need, including a temporary pink stuffed bunny and a blanket. That night he stood in front of the mirror convincing himself that he was making a fashion statement.
The first time he saw Takashi after his self-imposed makeover, he ran over to him and clambered on top of his shoulders. "Good morning, good morning, Mori-chan!"
The first time Takashi saw Honey after his self-imposed makeover, he nodded and carried him to class, understanding more about Mitsukuni than Honey understood himself.
All comments and critiques appreciated.
I got this idea while I was working on the longer work on Mitsukuni, and it was begging to be written. This is one POV of Honey's background and how he became what he is. I truly don't think that Honey is all and sugar and spice; there has to be something more to Honey as Renge had once mentioned.
Honey is definitely my favorite character in that he's all cute on the outside, but is hiding something in the inside.
Written for ouran_flashfic.
Mitsukuni never chose to be the lolita type. He was just born to be one and Mitsukuni always took advantage of what he could.
When he finally realized and accepted that he would never grow any taller, Mitsukuni decided to cultivate his attributes. With all the discipline given to him by training in judo, Mitsukuni systematically set out the steps necessary to become irresistibly cute. The first thing, and the easiest thing, was to give himself a nickname. It was harder remembering to respond to it.
The first time he tried chocolate, his nose scrunched up and he barely stopped himself from spitting it out. He swallowed it down, and took another piece out of the box, determined to get over its sickening sweetness. That day he ate the whole box and then had to keep running to the restroom clutching his stomach.
He was born with his high pitched, childish voice, so all he had to do was learn the proper inflections and pick up a speaking habit. That day he volunteered to look after his baby brother and nearly pulled out all his hair in frustration.
The next day he asked his cook for some onions and then locked himself up in his personal bathroom. He carefully peeled the onions, and then held them up to his eyes. He held them there until just the thought of onions made his eyes well up with tears. That day he hid in his room so that he wouldn't have to explain his bloodshot eyes.
For the final step, he went on a shopping spree. He gulped bravely, stepped into the store and bought everything he saw that was pink with flowers. He stepped next door and bought all the accessories he thought he would need, including a temporary pink stuffed bunny and a blanket. That night he stood in front of the mirror convincing himself that he was making a fashion statement.
The first time he saw Takashi after his self-imposed makeover, he ran over to him and clambered on top of his shoulders. "Good morning, good morning, Mori-chan!"
The first time Takashi saw Honey after his self-imposed makeover, he nodded and carried him to class, understanding more about Mitsukuni than Honey understood himself.
All comments and critiques appreciated.