NewS Drabble Dump #4
CAN YOU TELL IT'S BEEN DAYS SINCE I WROTE ANYTHING?
I bet you can.
*cough* But yeah! With this I am done with the 2/10 requests I got this week? A light load. XD
Title: Self-Improvement
Theme/Topic: Why Shige Loves Ryo
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing/s: RyoxShige
Warnings/Spoilers: None I can imagine.
Word Count: 186
Summary: Shige knows what Ryo really means because he’s smart.
Dedication: Ann’s OTP!
A/N: So I think this was an offshoot from the “Why Ryo Loves Tegoshi who loves Shige who loves Ryo who also likes Shige” that I wrote for Ann last time. I decided to cut it out of that drabble because it did not really jive with the rest of the story. Then, earlier today, I found it again and reread it and thought, “If I add two lines to the end, it will probably be able to stand on its own.” So, here we are. Was I right?
Shige likes Ryo because Ryo doesn’t just say, “Your hair is horrible” to him, but also says, “Get it cut.” Shige likes Ryo because when he says Shige can’t sing he also tells him to practice harder, and when he laughs at Shige’s dancing it’s not without making sure Shige knows exactly what it is that he is doing wrong. Shige likes Ryo because even though Ryo has a sharp tongue and insults him all the time, the way Ryo does it is never without meaning something like, “you can do better,” at the same time. And Shige is smart enough to know this, even though Ryo always makes sure to add “idiot” to the end of whatever he says to Shige purely out of habit. Shige thinks every group needs someone like Ryo in it, because he knows that people don’t often try to get better or try to work harder if the people around them always only say, “that’s good enough,” all the time.
Shige likes Ryo because when Ryo’s around, everyone knows that there is always room for improvement.
Sometimes, lots of it.
END
Title: An Edge
Theme/Topic: Koki joins NewS
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing/s: NewS+Koki
Warnings/Spoilers: Honestly? I can’t write Koki at all.
Word Count: 512
Summary: Koki is edgy. NewS is something else altogether.
Dedication: foreword’s request on my return drabble request meme! I AM SORRY I SUCK AT THIS. Maybe one day I will go into more detail over this concept or something, so that it’s not just a big pile of lame for you to read. MAYBE.
A/N: Remember how I’m not funny? I’m really not funny.
“Why is he here?” Ryo asks Koyama as soon as he walks into NewS’ dressing room that morning and sees one who doesn’t belong. He doesn’t even give Koki a chance to say hello first because he doesn’t care.
Koyama laughs nervously; “Ryo-chan, didn’t you get the memo?”
Yamapi looks up from the table, where he is arm-wrestling with Massu. “I got it!” he announces, in case anyone had been asking him.
They weren’t.
Ryo ignores Yamapi and blinks tiredly at Koyama. “If the memo said KAT-TUN anywhere on it I probably used it to spit my gum in.”
Tegoshi is the only one who laughs when he hears this. “Ryo-tan!” he says, with a big, bright smile, “Koki-kun is here to help make us edgy! Apparently we aren’t, ne.”
Ryo thinks about this, fighting past the weariness of being in two groups to try and decipher what the hell management is smoking now. “Oh,” he says after a beat, and gets it. “This is because Koyama and Shige suck when they rap.”
Koyama and Shige cough, but no one challenges this theory. Just because Ryo doesn’t go to college doesn’t mean he is dumb, after all.
In the meantime, Koki grins because that is clearly the perfect cue for his grand entrance into NewS; he stands up straighter, sticks out his chest a little, and looks cool because out of everyone here, he is definitely the least wholesome. “That’s right! I’m…”
“We already figured it out. If you’re actually going to take the time to tell me that you’re here to do the rap for our next song out loud I will just assume that you are an even bigger moron than usual and ignore you.”
Koki blinks at Ryo; whatever clever thing he’d been about to say dies on his lips.
Satisfied with that, Ryo breezes past him and plops down onto the couch between Tegoshi and Shige. He rests his head on Shige’s shoulder, closes his eyes, and says, brusquely, “I’m tired, don’t move, this is only because Tego-nyan’s shoulder is too low for me to lie on,” before Shige can complain about it.
Shige (wisely) doesn’t complain.
“Ah, member-ai!” Koyama coos warmly at the sight, before he very helpfully maneuvers Koki into a seat and quickly pours him a cup of tea. “Ryo-chan is full of member-ai, ne?” the oldest member babbles cheerfully. “He’s really very nice once you get to know him!” Pause. “Really.” He slides the cup of tea towards Koki.
“Uh, thanks.” Koki only takes the tea because Koyama is looking at him like his feelings will be hurt if he doesn’t. Koyama beams.
“So yeah,” Koki says, after a beat of uncomfortable silence and a mouthful of cold tea he doesn’t really want. “Uh, I guess I’m here to help with the rap.”
“Moron,” Ryo snorts from the couch. His eyes are still closed.
Koyama lets out a high-pitched laugh and quickly pours more tea.
At that point Koki thinks that maybe the whole concept of member-ai just isn’t his thing, because clearly he is not getting something here.
Koyama keeps pouring.
END
Title: Real Friendship
Theme/Topic: Member-ai at an amusement park
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing/s: Tegoshi, Masuda
Warnings/Spoilers: Stupidity?
Word Count: 506
Summary: Tegoshi and Massu go to the amusement park together.
Dedication: one_if_by_land’s request on my meme this week.
A/N: Massu is so hard to write. >> Also, this was totally inspired by the translation found here: http://lifeisgoodtrans.wordpress.com/2007/10/22/translation-koyashigetegomasu-winter-date-interview-popolo-1207/#more-59, in which Massu would DEFINITELY BE IN SOME SERIOUS TROUBLE if not for member-ai.
“Let’s try standing right now!” Massu suggests cheerfully, as the two of them get to the top of the rollercoaster’s highest drop. He begins wiggling a little bit in his seat to see if he can slide out of the safety bar in time to try his brilliant idea out. “I bet it would really be like flying that way!”
Beside him, Tegoshi sighs and puts a hand on Massu’s leg to stop him. “You’ll die,” he says, patiently.
“Oh. Never mind, then!” Massu amends, but doesn’t stop smiling. He throws his hands up in the air over his head instead, and screams as loud as he can when they start falling.
Tegoshi laughs and screams right alongside him.
Later, on the water ride, Massu sees all that liquid around them and starts getting thirsty; the man on the radio said that today would be one of the hottest days of the summer, after all. Massu looks like he is about to reach out and cup his hand under the water running alongside them and take a sip of it to cool down; to him it definitely looks clear enough to drink from.
But before he can, Tegoshi pulls his hand away from the edge of the log they are riding in; “You’ll die,” he tells Massu calmly.
“Let’s get lemonade after this!” Massu suggests without missing a beat, and whoops enthusiastically as they splash over a dip in the ride.
Tegoshi smiles.
After that Tegoshi keeps Massu from walking face-first into a mirror in the funhouse, stops him from rocking the chair when they are riding the Ferris Wheel, gives him half of his giant turkey leg at lunch, and reminds him, once again, that standing before the big fall on their second rollercoaster of the day will probably kill him, just like it would have killed him if he’d done it back on the first rollercoaster.
It’s a busy day full of fun and adventure for the both of them, and when evening rolls around and they are watching the fireworks show together, Tegoshi finally finds a quiet moment in which Massu is not doing anything dangerous to text message Koyama a response to the seven hundred worried mails the older boy has left on Tegoshi’s phone during the course of the day.
“We are still okay,” Tegoshi types out, and adds a smiley face at the end to reassure Koyama. Then he sends the mail before putting his phone back in his pocket and turning to watch the fireworks with Massu again.
“This is fun, right?” Massu says around a mouthful of cotton candy.
Tegoshi smiles back at his friend and nods. “Yeah.”
And as they watch the brilliant display of color exploding in the sky above them, Tegoshi rests his head on Massu’s shoulder and thinks to himself that he is glad that NewS’s member-ai is strong enough that they can do these types of things together all the time and never be left alone.
Otherwise, Massu would probably be dead now.
END
EDITS PLZ.
I bet you can.
*cough* But yeah! With this I am done with the 2/10 requests I got this week? A light load. XD
Title: Self-Improvement
Theme/Topic: Why Shige Loves Ryo
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing/s: RyoxShige
Warnings/Spoilers: None I can imagine.
Word Count: 186
Summary: Shige knows what Ryo really means because he’s smart.
Dedication: Ann’s OTP!
A/N: So I think this was an offshoot from the “Why Ryo Loves Tegoshi who loves Shige who loves Ryo who also likes Shige” that I wrote for Ann last time. I decided to cut it out of that drabble because it did not really jive with the rest of the story. Then, earlier today, I found it again and reread it and thought, “If I add two lines to the end, it will probably be able to stand on its own.” So, here we are. Was I right?
Shige likes Ryo because Ryo doesn’t just say, “Your hair is horrible” to him, but also says, “Get it cut.” Shige likes Ryo because when he says Shige can’t sing he also tells him to practice harder, and when he laughs at Shige’s dancing it’s not without making sure Shige knows exactly what it is that he is doing wrong. Shige likes Ryo because even though Ryo has a sharp tongue and insults him all the time, the way Ryo does it is never without meaning something like, “you can do better,” at the same time. And Shige is smart enough to know this, even though Ryo always makes sure to add “idiot” to the end of whatever he says to Shige purely out of habit. Shige thinks every group needs someone like Ryo in it, because he knows that people don’t often try to get better or try to work harder if the people around them always only say, “that’s good enough,” all the time.
Shige likes Ryo because when Ryo’s around, everyone knows that there is always room for improvement.
Sometimes, lots of it.
END
Title: An Edge
Theme/Topic: Koki joins NewS
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing/s: NewS+Koki
Warnings/Spoilers: Honestly? I can’t write Koki at all.
Word Count: 512
Summary: Koki is edgy. NewS is something else altogether.
Dedication: foreword’s request on my return drabble request meme! I AM SORRY I SUCK AT THIS. Maybe one day I will go into more detail over this concept or something, so that it’s not just a big pile of lame for you to read. MAYBE.
A/N: Remember how I’m not funny? I’m really not funny.
“Why is he here?” Ryo asks Koyama as soon as he walks into NewS’ dressing room that morning and sees one who doesn’t belong. He doesn’t even give Koki a chance to say hello first because he doesn’t care.
Koyama laughs nervously; “Ryo-chan, didn’t you get the memo?”
Yamapi looks up from the table, where he is arm-wrestling with Massu. “I got it!” he announces, in case anyone had been asking him.
They weren’t.
Ryo ignores Yamapi and blinks tiredly at Koyama. “If the memo said KAT-TUN anywhere on it I probably used it to spit my gum in.”
Tegoshi is the only one who laughs when he hears this. “Ryo-tan!” he says, with a big, bright smile, “Koki-kun is here to help make us edgy! Apparently we aren’t, ne.”
Ryo thinks about this, fighting past the weariness of being in two groups to try and decipher what the hell management is smoking now. “Oh,” he says after a beat, and gets it. “This is because Koyama and Shige suck when they rap.”
Koyama and Shige cough, but no one challenges this theory. Just because Ryo doesn’t go to college doesn’t mean he is dumb, after all.
In the meantime, Koki grins because that is clearly the perfect cue for his grand entrance into NewS; he stands up straighter, sticks out his chest a little, and looks cool because out of everyone here, he is definitely the least wholesome. “That’s right! I’m…”
“We already figured it out. If you’re actually going to take the time to tell me that you’re here to do the rap for our next song out loud I will just assume that you are an even bigger moron than usual and ignore you.”
Koki blinks at Ryo; whatever clever thing he’d been about to say dies on his lips.
Satisfied with that, Ryo breezes past him and plops down onto the couch between Tegoshi and Shige. He rests his head on Shige’s shoulder, closes his eyes, and says, brusquely, “I’m tired, don’t move, this is only because Tego-nyan’s shoulder is too low for me to lie on,” before Shige can complain about it.
Shige (wisely) doesn’t complain.
“Ah, member-ai!” Koyama coos warmly at the sight, before he very helpfully maneuvers Koki into a seat and quickly pours him a cup of tea. “Ryo-chan is full of member-ai, ne?” the oldest member babbles cheerfully. “He’s really very nice once you get to know him!” Pause. “Really.” He slides the cup of tea towards Koki.
“Uh, thanks.” Koki only takes the tea because Koyama is looking at him like his feelings will be hurt if he doesn’t. Koyama beams.
“So yeah,” Koki says, after a beat of uncomfortable silence and a mouthful of cold tea he doesn’t really want. “Uh, I guess I’m here to help with the rap.”
“Moron,” Ryo snorts from the couch. His eyes are still closed.
Koyama lets out a high-pitched laugh and quickly pours more tea.
At that point Koki thinks that maybe the whole concept of member-ai just isn’t his thing, because clearly he is not getting something here.
Koyama keeps pouring.
END
Title: Real Friendship
Theme/Topic: Member-ai at an amusement park
Rating: PG
Character/Pairing/s: Tegoshi, Masuda
Warnings/Spoilers: Stupidity?
Word Count: 506
Summary: Tegoshi and Massu go to the amusement park together.
Dedication: one_if_by_land’s request on my meme this week.
A/N: Massu is so hard to write. >> Also, this was totally inspired by the translation found here: http://lifeisgoodtrans.wordpress.com/2007/10/22/translation-koyashigetegomasu-winter-date-interview-popolo-1207/#more-59, in which Massu would DEFINITELY BE IN SOME SERIOUS TROUBLE if not for member-ai.
“Let’s try standing right now!” Massu suggests cheerfully, as the two of them get to the top of the rollercoaster’s highest drop. He begins wiggling a little bit in his seat to see if he can slide out of the safety bar in time to try his brilliant idea out. “I bet it would really be like flying that way!”
Beside him, Tegoshi sighs and puts a hand on Massu’s leg to stop him. “You’ll die,” he says, patiently.
“Oh. Never mind, then!” Massu amends, but doesn’t stop smiling. He throws his hands up in the air over his head instead, and screams as loud as he can when they start falling.
Tegoshi laughs and screams right alongside him.
Later, on the water ride, Massu sees all that liquid around them and starts getting thirsty; the man on the radio said that today would be one of the hottest days of the summer, after all. Massu looks like he is about to reach out and cup his hand under the water running alongside them and take a sip of it to cool down; to him it definitely looks clear enough to drink from.
But before he can, Tegoshi pulls his hand away from the edge of the log they are riding in; “You’ll die,” he tells Massu calmly.
“Let’s get lemonade after this!” Massu suggests without missing a beat, and whoops enthusiastically as they splash over a dip in the ride.
Tegoshi smiles.
After that Tegoshi keeps Massu from walking face-first into a mirror in the funhouse, stops him from rocking the chair when they are riding the Ferris Wheel, gives him half of his giant turkey leg at lunch, and reminds him, once again, that standing before the big fall on their second rollercoaster of the day will probably kill him, just like it would have killed him if he’d done it back on the first rollercoaster.
It’s a busy day full of fun and adventure for the both of them, and when evening rolls around and they are watching the fireworks show together, Tegoshi finally finds a quiet moment in which Massu is not doing anything dangerous to text message Koyama a response to the seven hundred worried mails the older boy has left on Tegoshi’s phone during the course of the day.
“We are still okay,” Tegoshi types out, and adds a smiley face at the end to reassure Koyama. Then he sends the mail before putting his phone back in his pocket and turning to watch the fireworks with Massu again.
“This is fun, right?” Massu says around a mouthful of cotton candy.
Tegoshi smiles back at his friend and nods. “Yeah.”
And as they watch the brilliant display of color exploding in the sky above them, Tegoshi rests his head on Massu’s shoulder and thinks to himself that he is glad that NewS’s member-ai is strong enough that they can do these types of things together all the time and never be left alone.
Otherwise, Massu would probably be dead now.
END
EDITS PLZ.