Je/NewS- "Random Acts of Kindness"
Title: Random Acts of Kindness
Universe: JE/ NewS
Theme/Topic: N/A
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing/s: Tegoshi, Shige
Warnings/Spoilers: Retardedness. OOC?
Word Count: 1,789
Summary: Tegoshi believes in the kindness of strangers. Shige is jaded.
Dedication: God this is so stupid no one deserves this kind of idiocy attached to their name.
A/N: Inspired by this translation here: http://community.livejournal.com/pichan_daccha/127937.html#cutid1 because TEGO WOULD CHOOSE THAT ANSWER LIKE IT WAS COMPLETELY NORMAL. LOL His life is clearly charmed. And mostly, I just wanted to write something retarded and mindless and NOT serious after flailing all over yuletide and je_holiday for the past few weeks.
Disclaimer: No harm is meant by this!
Distribution: Just lemme know.
Shige rolls his eyes on instinct when he looks over Tegoshi’s results from the personality test they took today; he can’t help but say something to his groupmate about it because clearly Tegoshi lives in a deluded fantasy world made up of rainbow happy bunnies and pink fluffy clouds. “Tegoshi,” he says to the younger boy patiently, “Do you really think people just go around giving random strangers they meet at the side of the road sports cars?”
Tegoshi blinks. “What do you mean, Shige?”
Shige waves Tegoshi’s test at him. “The test we just took says that you chose a sports car for your vehicle and that you said someone gave it to you as the way you got it. Clearly that’s impossible,” Shige instructs his friend matter-of-factly, and leans back in his chair with an expression that says, “That’s obvious, isn’t it?” as he does.
Tegoshi doesn’t really get why any of that stuff matters; he thought it was just a personality test. But he supposes Shige must be telling him something important right now, because Shige only deigns to lecture like this when it is on something important that he knows more about than the person he is lecturing to.
So Tegoshi cocks his head to the side and very obediently asks, “You think so?”
Shige’s expression is long-suffering. “Of course it is. That kind of stuff never happens in real life; no one would buy a sports car for the express purpose of giving it away.” Pause. Sigh. “It just doesn’t make sense, and if you believe these sorts of things, you are just going to get taken advantage of by people.”
Tegoshi pouts at the taller boy when he hears this; even though he’s willing to listen to other people’s opinions doesn’t mean he’s automatically going to agree with them. “But people do nice things for each other all the time,” he protests.
“Yeah, like give each other directions or loose change. But no one goes around giving out really expensive things to strangers. It’s not human nature.”
When he hears this, Tegoshi automatically feels the need to defend his fellow humans (and especially how they always give him nice things). “It is too, giving is natural!”
Shige continues to disagree. “It isn’t.”
“It is!” Tegoshi argues stubbornly, “I’ll prove it!”
Before Shige can object, Tegoshi toddles off to do just that.
~~~~~
Fifteen minutes later Tegoshi comes back with a new sweater and a lollipop.
“Look!” he declares, and shoves the lollipop right in Shige’s face.
Shige scowls and swats his hand away. “What the hell are you doing?”
Tegoshi beams. “Someone gave me this sweater and this lollipop just now. It was really nice of them.”
Shige sighs because Tegoshi is wearing Taichi’s sweater; Shige had seen the keyboardist come into the building wearing it this morning. That means the lollipop is probably from Yamaguchi or Nagase. “You did not get those things from a random stranger,” he tells Tegoshi, flatly. “You got them from Tokio.”
Tegoshi pouts-foiled!- and turns around, storming off. “I’ll be back!”
~~~~~
Thirty minutes after that Tegoshi comes back pulling a bewildered looking little kid behind him. “Look!” he says to Shige, triumphant.
“Please don’t tell me someone gave you their kid brother,” Shige sighs.
Tegoshi nods. “I went to the park, where a stranger gave him to me. A kid brother is a really nice thing to give someone, right?”
“Not really,” Shige tells him. “Whoever gave it to you was probably ten years old and didn’t want his or her little brother anymore. Children do that sometimes, you know.”
The kid’s lip wibbles when he hears this.
Tegoshi doesn’t notice because he’s too busy not believing Shige. “You’re just mad because you were wrong,” he says, and pats the kid’s head. “I think this is a really nice thing to give to a stranger.”
And then the kid starts crying.
Shrieking, really.
Shige just looks at Tegoshi.
Tegoshi sighs and pulls the kid along again. “I’ll go give him back now,” he says.
Shige nods. “You do that.”
~~~~~
Two hours later, Tegoshi comes back empty handed. He’s not even wearing Taichi’s sweater any more.
“Did you give up?” Shige asks, and loves being right all the time.
Tegoshi just smiles. “Shige, I want to show you something!” he chirps, and is definitely too cheerful for someone who must have just learned a very painful but very important life lesson.
Shige blinks. “What?”
Tegoshi doesn’t deign to answer again; he beams and pulls Shige up from the couch by his wrists before eagerly tugging the older boy towards the elevator.
When they reach the ground floor Tegoshi leads him out the front doors of the jimusho and into the circular driveway reserved for VIPs only.
“No way,” Shige gapes, when he sees.
There is a brand new, shiny silver sports car parked outside.
“I told you that people are really nice!” Tegoshi says brightly, and does not hold Shige’s earlier pessimism against him at all.
Shige hopes Tegoshi did not steal that car.
~~~~~
It turns out Tegoshi did not steal that car; the events that led to him being given a sports car by a complete stranger are as follows:
When Tegoshi visits his friends in Tokio at the beginning of the afternoon he pouts at them about how Shige doesn’t believe in the kindness of people anymore before proceeding to tell them that he’s made it his personal mission to prove Shige wrong today.
Everyone listens to him sympathetically and when Tegoshi sniffles a little, everyone gets him tissue at the same time and asks if there is anything they can do to help. Tegoshi says he’s a little bit cold and a little bit hungry right now, and Taichi quickly takes off his really nice sweater and wraps him up in it while Nagase gives him a lollipop.
Buoyed by their kindness and their encouraging words, Tegoshi is all smiles again (much to Tokio’s relief), and bounces off to go show Shige how generous and caring people are to one another in their moments of need.
However, Shige is not convinced upon seeing the sweater and the lollipop, but Tegoshi does not let that daunt him. Afterwards he skips to the park near the jimusho in order to meet some nice strangers who will give him stuff. He sits down for a while on a bench by the swing set, watching the kids play on the playground together after school because it’s a happy thing to watch. Soon he notices a kid who keeps telling his younger brother not to bother him and to go away. The younger brother doesn’t give up though, and soon the older of the siblings ends up shoving the smaller boy to the ground. Tegoshi is naturally heartbroken at such a sight and approaches them, telling them to please play nice. The kid snorts and says that Tegoshi can play with his little brother if he wants to; heck, he can even keep him if he wants.
Tegoshi thinks it’s a really nice offer since he’s always wanted a younger brother; he promptly takes the little boy back to the jimusho with him to show Shige that he has received yet another very nice gift today.
Of course that doesn’t really work out for long; Tegoshi decides soon afterwards that he doesn’t really like listening to kids cry. They just kind of say the same things over and over again; “I’m cold,” or “I’m hungry,” or “I want my mommy.” In an effort to try and comfort the child as best he can Tegoshi wraps him up in Taichi’s really nice sweater and gives him the lollipop he got from Nagase earlier, before promising to help him find his mommy, or at least his brother again, who ought to know where their mommy is. The kid is momentarily mollified at this, and hand-in-hand, the two of them head back to the park in search of the child’s errant older brother. It isn’t hard to find him again; upon arriving at the playground they discover that there is a veritable search party combing the area. Everyone is shouting “Bocchan!” while the hapless older brother sobs incoherently to the police in the corner, swearing that he doesn’t know where his brother went; he was just playing earlier.
When Tegoshi enters the park holding the hand of the child who turns out to be the second son of a major corporation’s CEO, things naturally get interesting.
Everyone in the search party immediately sees the lost little kid looking perfectly content, all wrapped up in a really nice designer sweater and eating candy while holding the hand of someone who is clearly a very responsible and sweet (and cute) young man. It immediately puts them at ease. “Tegoshi-niisan is really nice!” the kid declares as his parents rush up to him and embrace him. He is blue mouthed from his lollipop but otherwise unharmed.
His doting parents can’t help but agree with his assessment; Tegoshi-kun is a very nice young man and what would they ever have done if he had not been around to care for their sweet child in his greatest hour of need? Tegoshi is then asked if there is anything the grateful family can do to reward him for being so kind; Tegoshi naturally looks up at them with big, beautifully hopeful eyes and wonders if they wouldn’t mind helping him restore faith in humanity to a friend who has somehow lost all of it at the tender age of twenty.
Naturally, they agree.
Some time later, as Shige circles (and circles, and circles) Tegoshi’s brand new silver sports car as it sits pretty in the jimusho driveway, Tegoshi can’t help but hope that Shige’s faith in humanity is coming back to him now, one shiny, shiny Mercedes symbol at a time.
~~~~~
A few days later, when Shige reads about the whole touching story in the local newspaper, he stops, furrows his brow, and looks accusatorily at Tegoshi. “Did you plan all of that?” he demands, suddenly.
Tegoshi blinks. Pouts. “Shige,” he says after a moment, and sounds hurt, “Shige, do you really think I am capable of that sort of thing? When you think about it logically, it’s clearly impossible, isn’t it?”
Shige continues to look suspicious. “Is it?”
Tegoshi nods. “I mean, there are too many random factors involved for me to have been able to direct all of them. It’s not humanly possible, ne!”
“I guess.”
Shige still feels slightly wary, but supposes that Tegoshi’s argument makes sense too; it’s not like the kid can just control the universe at a whim or anything like that.
Right?
END
EDITS PLZ.
Universe: JE/ NewS
Theme/Topic: N/A
Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairing/s: Tegoshi, Shige
Warnings/Spoilers: Retardedness. OOC?
Word Count: 1,789
Summary: Tegoshi believes in the kindness of strangers. Shige is jaded.
Dedication: God this is so stupid no one deserves this kind of idiocy attached to their name.
A/N: Inspired by this translation here: http://community.livejournal.com/pichan_daccha/127937.html#cutid1 because TEGO WOULD CHOOSE THAT ANSWER LIKE IT WAS COMPLETELY NORMAL. LOL His life is clearly charmed. And mostly, I just wanted to write something retarded and mindless and NOT serious after flailing all over yuletide and je_holiday for the past few weeks.
Disclaimer: No harm is meant by this!
Distribution: Just lemme know.
Shige rolls his eyes on instinct when he looks over Tegoshi’s results from the personality test they took today; he can’t help but say something to his groupmate about it because clearly Tegoshi lives in a deluded fantasy world made up of rainbow happy bunnies and pink fluffy clouds. “Tegoshi,” he says to the younger boy patiently, “Do you really think people just go around giving random strangers they meet at the side of the road sports cars?”
Tegoshi blinks. “What do you mean, Shige?”
Shige waves Tegoshi’s test at him. “The test we just took says that you chose a sports car for your vehicle and that you said someone gave it to you as the way you got it. Clearly that’s impossible,” Shige instructs his friend matter-of-factly, and leans back in his chair with an expression that says, “That’s obvious, isn’t it?” as he does.
Tegoshi doesn’t really get why any of that stuff matters; he thought it was just a personality test. But he supposes Shige must be telling him something important right now, because Shige only deigns to lecture like this when it is on something important that he knows more about than the person he is lecturing to.
So Tegoshi cocks his head to the side and very obediently asks, “You think so?”
Shige’s expression is long-suffering. “Of course it is. That kind of stuff never happens in real life; no one would buy a sports car for the express purpose of giving it away.” Pause. Sigh. “It just doesn’t make sense, and if you believe these sorts of things, you are just going to get taken advantage of by people.”
Tegoshi pouts at the taller boy when he hears this; even though he’s willing to listen to other people’s opinions doesn’t mean he’s automatically going to agree with them. “But people do nice things for each other all the time,” he protests.
“Yeah, like give each other directions or loose change. But no one goes around giving out really expensive things to strangers. It’s not human nature.”
When he hears this, Tegoshi automatically feels the need to defend his fellow humans (and especially how they always give him nice things). “It is too, giving is natural!”
Shige continues to disagree. “It isn’t.”
“It is!” Tegoshi argues stubbornly, “I’ll prove it!”
Before Shige can object, Tegoshi toddles off to do just that.
~~~~~
Fifteen minutes later Tegoshi comes back with a new sweater and a lollipop.
“Look!” he declares, and shoves the lollipop right in Shige’s face.
Shige scowls and swats his hand away. “What the hell are you doing?”
Tegoshi beams. “Someone gave me this sweater and this lollipop just now. It was really nice of them.”
Shige sighs because Tegoshi is wearing Taichi’s sweater; Shige had seen the keyboardist come into the building wearing it this morning. That means the lollipop is probably from Yamaguchi or Nagase. “You did not get those things from a random stranger,” he tells Tegoshi, flatly. “You got them from Tokio.”
Tegoshi pouts-foiled!- and turns around, storming off. “I’ll be back!”
~~~~~
Thirty minutes after that Tegoshi comes back pulling a bewildered looking little kid behind him. “Look!” he says to Shige, triumphant.
“Please don’t tell me someone gave you their kid brother,” Shige sighs.
Tegoshi nods. “I went to the park, where a stranger gave him to me. A kid brother is a really nice thing to give someone, right?”
“Not really,” Shige tells him. “Whoever gave it to you was probably ten years old and didn’t want his or her little brother anymore. Children do that sometimes, you know.”
The kid’s lip wibbles when he hears this.
Tegoshi doesn’t notice because he’s too busy not believing Shige. “You’re just mad because you were wrong,” he says, and pats the kid’s head. “I think this is a really nice thing to give to a stranger.”
And then the kid starts crying.
Shrieking, really.
Shige just looks at Tegoshi.
Tegoshi sighs and pulls the kid along again. “I’ll go give him back now,” he says.
Shige nods. “You do that.”
~~~~~
Two hours later, Tegoshi comes back empty handed. He’s not even wearing Taichi’s sweater any more.
“Did you give up?” Shige asks, and loves being right all the time.
Tegoshi just smiles. “Shige, I want to show you something!” he chirps, and is definitely too cheerful for someone who must have just learned a very painful but very important life lesson.
Shige blinks. “What?”
Tegoshi doesn’t deign to answer again; he beams and pulls Shige up from the couch by his wrists before eagerly tugging the older boy towards the elevator.
When they reach the ground floor Tegoshi leads him out the front doors of the jimusho and into the circular driveway reserved for VIPs only.
“No way,” Shige gapes, when he sees.
There is a brand new, shiny silver sports car parked outside.
“I told you that people are really nice!” Tegoshi says brightly, and does not hold Shige’s earlier pessimism against him at all.
Shige hopes Tegoshi did not steal that car.
~~~~~
It turns out Tegoshi did not steal that car; the events that led to him being given a sports car by a complete stranger are as follows:
When Tegoshi visits his friends in Tokio at the beginning of the afternoon he pouts at them about how Shige doesn’t believe in the kindness of people anymore before proceeding to tell them that he’s made it his personal mission to prove Shige wrong today.
Everyone listens to him sympathetically and when Tegoshi sniffles a little, everyone gets him tissue at the same time and asks if there is anything they can do to help. Tegoshi says he’s a little bit cold and a little bit hungry right now, and Taichi quickly takes off his really nice sweater and wraps him up in it while Nagase gives him a lollipop.
Buoyed by their kindness and their encouraging words, Tegoshi is all smiles again (much to Tokio’s relief), and bounces off to go show Shige how generous and caring people are to one another in their moments of need.
However, Shige is not convinced upon seeing the sweater and the lollipop, but Tegoshi does not let that daunt him. Afterwards he skips to the park near the jimusho in order to meet some nice strangers who will give him stuff. He sits down for a while on a bench by the swing set, watching the kids play on the playground together after school because it’s a happy thing to watch. Soon he notices a kid who keeps telling his younger brother not to bother him and to go away. The younger brother doesn’t give up though, and soon the older of the siblings ends up shoving the smaller boy to the ground. Tegoshi is naturally heartbroken at such a sight and approaches them, telling them to please play nice. The kid snorts and says that Tegoshi can play with his little brother if he wants to; heck, he can even keep him if he wants.
Tegoshi thinks it’s a really nice offer since he’s always wanted a younger brother; he promptly takes the little boy back to the jimusho with him to show Shige that he has received yet another very nice gift today.
Of course that doesn’t really work out for long; Tegoshi decides soon afterwards that he doesn’t really like listening to kids cry. They just kind of say the same things over and over again; “I’m cold,” or “I’m hungry,” or “I want my mommy.” In an effort to try and comfort the child as best he can Tegoshi wraps him up in Taichi’s really nice sweater and gives him the lollipop he got from Nagase earlier, before promising to help him find his mommy, or at least his brother again, who ought to know where their mommy is. The kid is momentarily mollified at this, and hand-in-hand, the two of them head back to the park in search of the child’s errant older brother. It isn’t hard to find him again; upon arriving at the playground they discover that there is a veritable search party combing the area. Everyone is shouting “Bocchan!” while the hapless older brother sobs incoherently to the police in the corner, swearing that he doesn’t know where his brother went; he was just playing earlier.
When Tegoshi enters the park holding the hand of the child who turns out to be the second son of a major corporation’s CEO, things naturally get interesting.
Everyone in the search party immediately sees the lost little kid looking perfectly content, all wrapped up in a really nice designer sweater and eating candy while holding the hand of someone who is clearly a very responsible and sweet (and cute) young man. It immediately puts them at ease. “Tegoshi-niisan is really nice!” the kid declares as his parents rush up to him and embrace him. He is blue mouthed from his lollipop but otherwise unharmed.
His doting parents can’t help but agree with his assessment; Tegoshi-kun is a very nice young man and what would they ever have done if he had not been around to care for their sweet child in his greatest hour of need? Tegoshi is then asked if there is anything the grateful family can do to reward him for being so kind; Tegoshi naturally looks up at them with big, beautifully hopeful eyes and wonders if they wouldn’t mind helping him restore faith in humanity to a friend who has somehow lost all of it at the tender age of twenty.
Naturally, they agree.
Some time later, as Shige circles (and circles, and circles) Tegoshi’s brand new silver sports car as it sits pretty in the jimusho driveway, Tegoshi can’t help but hope that Shige’s faith in humanity is coming back to him now, one shiny, shiny Mercedes symbol at a time.
~~~~~
A few days later, when Shige reads about the whole touching story in the local newspaper, he stops, furrows his brow, and looks accusatorily at Tegoshi. “Did you plan all of that?” he demands, suddenly.
Tegoshi blinks. Pouts. “Shige,” he says after a moment, and sounds hurt, “Shige, do you really think I am capable of that sort of thing? When you think about it logically, it’s clearly impossible, isn’t it?”
Shige continues to look suspicious. “Is it?”
Tegoshi nods. “I mean, there are too many random factors involved for me to have been able to direct all of them. It’s not humanly possible, ne!”
“I guess.”
Shige still feels slightly wary, but supposes that Tegoshi’s argument makes sense too; it’s not like the kid can just control the universe at a whim or anything like that.
Right?
END
EDITS PLZ.