Fanfiction - Infatuation
Title: Infatuation (Takaki's)
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Takaki Yuya X Yabu Kouta.
Rating: PG
Summary: Everyone seems to have a thing for Takaki. Yabu can't figure it out.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Possible, and heavy, misuse of the word 'Infatuation'.
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki <3
This is the fourth one-shot in a self proclaimed challenge (which is to write a fic for each member. Using words off my desktop wallpaper, which is a pretty heart made out of words. 8D) Next up is Yabu~ ♥
This was decidedly strange, Yabu couldn't help but think as he watched the scene unfolding before his eyes. What was it about Takaki Yuya that grabbed everyone's attention?
Takaki had just walked into the room and already he had Yamada and Chinen hanging on each of his arms, Keito walking backwards to tell him a story, Yuto and Hikaru trying to fluff up his hair a little higher, Daiki trying to find out where he'd gotten his boots, and Inoo asking him if he thought his new haircut was an improvement.
Geez, there wasn't any room for Yabu to tell him to get those boots off because they were tracking mud in. Honestly, only Takaki Yuya would manage to track mud all the way into their dressing room.
He sat back on the couch, watching the spectacle, pondering it. What was up with all of this attention Takaki received? Yeah, he sort of had that star quality, but he also was an utter dork who fell over in practice more then all the other members combined.
He didn't even know what to call this Takaki effect. The effect of drawing people towards him without any effort. Even the juniors who thought Takaki was becoming the next god (you know, the ones who hadn't been around for the failure of his Junior days where he was constantly ending up in the wrong dressing room, the wrong hairstyle, or the wrong outfight. It happened now too, people just didn't seem to notice. They were too busy being dazzled.
Even Chinen, who loved to pick on and torment Takaki, adored him. Yabu's best friend for life, Hikaru, who always had a snarky remark for 'Yuuyan'...He thought Takaki was hot. He'd even said he'd tap it once, which had made Yabu feel ill.
So what was it about Takaki Yuya?
He continued watching as Chinen climbed onto Takaki's back and Daiki quickly took his place on his arm. The feeling of annoyance welled up within the leader. Takaki always got everyone so riled up, it would take forever for Yabu to calm them down and get on track. Damn that boy.
Takaki glanced up from his conversation with Keito and waves as best he could. “Kou-kou~” He called out, cheerful as ever. “I love that sweater you're wearing! Where'd you get it?”
Yabu felt that smile hit him, fry his brain, and jump start his heart. Thump-thump-thump. It was going wild. If he wasn't so starstruck, he'd have been disgusted with himself for falling so easily for Takaki's charms. Because Takaki did have them, as silly and as childish as he was, he was also a charming guy.
It took Yabu nearly a minute to respond and by then, Ryutaro had claimed Takaki's attention by asking him if wearing nail polish was a good idea or not.
Later in the day, Yabu was curled up in a corner with Hikaru, watching Takaki prance around with the members of 7. “What the hell.” Yabu muttered under his breath.
“Mmm?” Hikaru glanced over. “S'up, Kouta?”
“Him!” Yabu flicked a nod at Takaki, rolling his eyes. “You guys just attacked him this morning...in fact, you always do. What's up with that?”
Hikaru blinked a little. “We do?”
“Oh, come on. You guys were all hanging on him.” Yabu frowned at his best friend.
Still blinking, Hikaru tilted his head. “I just like hanging out with him...don't you?” A sly smile spread across his lips. “I mean, you looked like you were about to jizz your pants over him this morning.”
“I was not!” Yabu yelled, whacking Hikaru over the head, something the other was so used to, he didn't even bother dodging it.
“It's true!” Hikaru pointed out. “Your eyes went all shiny and you spaced out for like, five minutes, looking like you'd fallen into paradise.”
Yabu blushed, glowering at him, though he knew those words were probably accurate. “What? They're all like that, you're like that!”
Hikaru tilted his head. “I do?” He paused for a moment and then shrugged. “I dunno, it's like I said, he's great to hang out with.”
Just then, Takaki shot past them. “Guuuuuuys, save me!” He wailed, running from Yuto and Yamada who were threatening...well, who knew, really.
God, he was so cute like that, Yabu thought, watching. He was such a dork, all clumsy and girly, trying to hide behind Keito like that. It was adorable.
“Looks to me like you have a crush on him.” Hikaru commented at his side.
“What? It's not like that!” Yabu spluttered, tearing his eyes away from the scene. “I don't...he's just...I dunno how to say it, there's just something about him....”
Hikaru laughed and poked him lightly. “Either you like him or you're obsessed with him....Or.” Hikaru shrugged. “We hit the nice medium and you're just infatuated with him.”
Infatuation.
This was something Yabu had never considered. It was just so slightly different...but still the same.
But in his defense, he wasn't the only one with a Takaki infatuation. Everyone in the group did. They all vied for his attention like desperate little fangirls sometimes, Yabu was just the most restrained, ending up as the observer.
The thought weighed on his mind for weeks as he kept on finding more proof for Hikaru's thought. Infatuation. Infatuation. Yabu even noticed that he wasn't the only one. There were others. Hashimoto. Tamamori. There was even a moment where he could have sworn Koyama was going starry eyed over him. It was slightly disturbing to watch and Yabu had quickly drag Takaki off.
Maybe Takaki just magically attracted people like that. Yabu had to admit, he had those gorgeous androgynous looks, the kind that attracted male and female. He was sexy and erotic but he was also bouncy and cute. There was something about him that appealed to just about everyone.
“Eeeh?” Yabu snapped out of his thoughts as Takaki poked him. “Why're you spacing out in the hallway, Kouta? The hot water is going to be gone soon.”
Yabu had to really work hard to answer, because oh god, why had Takaki taken his shirt of. Perfectly tanned skin hiding lithe muscles that would randomly flex when Takaki shifted from side to side, waiting for an answer.
Yabu's thoughts resembled something like this: Guh. Do want. Now. Damn.
He was so disgusted with himself and this...this....No, he loved it. Hated it too. Okay, it made him mad. Furious even. Instead of answering, he merely exploded. “Why do you DO that?”
Takaki's face went even blanker, fingers still in hair. “Wha?”
“You just...stop doing that!” Yabu glared at him. “Stop smiling and making my heart race away like a fucking car. I'm not a girl, stop making me feel like I want to put your fucking poster up on my wall and text you all night and make sure that you keep on laughing like that and just DAMN YOU!”
Silence stretched between them, Takaki looking completely bewildered, those big brown eyes completely gigantic and filled with confusion. It was the perfect look to get Yabu to soften, melting in an instant and regretting his explosion. Just more proof of the Takaki effect.
“Kou?”
Yabu sighed, raking a hand through his hair. “Sorry...Just....put your shirt on, goddammit.”
“....Kou?”
“What, Yuuyan?” Yabu was shuffling away, cheeks burning with flustered embarrassment. Where was everyone else to distract the other boy?
“Do you....wanna....go see a movie with me...? Later?” Yabu's eyes whipped up and now they were both stuttering and blushing. Takaki looked so endearing....
Ugh.
Yabu needed to just accept this infatuation.
“Sure...” He smiled, tugging the other back into the dressing room.
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A/N: Maybe it's just me, but everyone seems to have a thing for Takaki. It may not be as big as the things they have for other memebers, but ALL of the other 9 have a thing for Takaki. xD
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: Takaki Yuya X Yabu Kouta.
Rating: PG
Summary: Everyone seems to have a thing for Takaki. Yabu can't figure it out.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Possible, and heavy, misuse of the word 'Infatuation'.
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki <3
This is the fourth one-shot in a self proclaimed challenge (which is to write a fic for each member. Using words off my desktop wallpaper, which is a pretty heart made out of words. 8D) Next up is Yabu~ ♥
This was decidedly strange, Yabu couldn't help but think as he watched the scene unfolding before his eyes. What was it about Takaki Yuya that grabbed everyone's attention?
Takaki had just walked into the room and already he had Yamada and Chinen hanging on each of his arms, Keito walking backwards to tell him a story, Yuto and Hikaru trying to fluff up his hair a little higher, Daiki trying to find out where he'd gotten his boots, and Inoo asking him if he thought his new haircut was an improvement.
Geez, there wasn't any room for Yabu to tell him to get those boots off because they were tracking mud in. Honestly, only Takaki Yuya would manage to track mud all the way into their dressing room.
He sat back on the couch, watching the spectacle, pondering it. What was up with all of this attention Takaki received? Yeah, he sort of had that star quality, but he also was an utter dork who fell over in practice more then all the other members combined.
He didn't even know what to call this Takaki effect. The effect of drawing people towards him without any effort. Even the juniors who thought Takaki was becoming the next god (you know, the ones who hadn't been around for the failure of his Junior days where he was constantly ending up in the wrong dressing room, the wrong hairstyle, or the wrong outfight. It happened now too, people just didn't seem to notice. They were too busy being dazzled.
Even Chinen, who loved to pick on and torment Takaki, adored him. Yabu's best friend for life, Hikaru, who always had a snarky remark for 'Yuuyan'...He thought Takaki was hot. He'd even said he'd tap it once, which had made Yabu feel ill.
So what was it about Takaki Yuya?
He continued watching as Chinen climbed onto Takaki's back and Daiki quickly took his place on his arm. The feeling of annoyance welled up within the leader. Takaki always got everyone so riled up, it would take forever for Yabu to calm them down and get on track. Damn that boy.
Takaki glanced up from his conversation with Keito and waves as best he could. “Kou-kou~” He called out, cheerful as ever. “I love that sweater you're wearing! Where'd you get it?”
Yabu felt that smile hit him, fry his brain, and jump start his heart. Thump-thump-thump. It was going wild. If he wasn't so starstruck, he'd have been disgusted with himself for falling so easily for Takaki's charms. Because Takaki did have them, as silly and as childish as he was, he was also a charming guy.
It took Yabu nearly a minute to respond and by then, Ryutaro had claimed Takaki's attention by asking him if wearing nail polish was a good idea or not.
Later in the day, Yabu was curled up in a corner with Hikaru, watching Takaki prance around with the members of 7. “What the hell.” Yabu muttered under his breath.
“Mmm?” Hikaru glanced over. “S'up, Kouta?”
“Him!” Yabu flicked a nod at Takaki, rolling his eyes. “You guys just attacked him this morning...in fact, you always do. What's up with that?”
Hikaru blinked a little. “We do?”
“Oh, come on. You guys were all hanging on him.” Yabu frowned at his best friend.
Still blinking, Hikaru tilted his head. “I just like hanging out with him...don't you?” A sly smile spread across his lips. “I mean, you looked like you were about to jizz your pants over him this morning.”
“I was not!” Yabu yelled, whacking Hikaru over the head, something the other was so used to, he didn't even bother dodging it.
“It's true!” Hikaru pointed out. “Your eyes went all shiny and you spaced out for like, five minutes, looking like you'd fallen into paradise.”
Yabu blushed, glowering at him, though he knew those words were probably accurate. “What? They're all like that, you're like that!”
Hikaru tilted his head. “I do?” He paused for a moment and then shrugged. “I dunno, it's like I said, he's great to hang out with.”
Just then, Takaki shot past them. “Guuuuuuys, save me!” He wailed, running from Yuto and Yamada who were threatening...well, who knew, really.
God, he was so cute like that, Yabu thought, watching. He was such a dork, all clumsy and girly, trying to hide behind Keito like that. It was adorable.
“Looks to me like you have a crush on him.” Hikaru commented at his side.
“What? It's not like that!” Yabu spluttered, tearing his eyes away from the scene. “I don't...he's just...I dunno how to say it, there's just something about him....”
Hikaru laughed and poked him lightly. “Either you like him or you're obsessed with him....Or.” Hikaru shrugged. “We hit the nice medium and you're just infatuated with him.”
Infatuation.
This was something Yabu had never considered. It was just so slightly different...but still the same.
But in his defense, he wasn't the only one with a Takaki infatuation. Everyone in the group did. They all vied for his attention like desperate little fangirls sometimes, Yabu was just the most restrained, ending up as the observer.
The thought weighed on his mind for weeks as he kept on finding more proof for Hikaru's thought. Infatuation. Infatuation. Yabu even noticed that he wasn't the only one. There were others. Hashimoto. Tamamori. There was even a moment where he could have sworn Koyama was going starry eyed over him. It was slightly disturbing to watch and Yabu had quickly drag Takaki off.
Maybe Takaki just magically attracted people like that. Yabu had to admit, he had those gorgeous androgynous looks, the kind that attracted male and female. He was sexy and erotic but he was also bouncy and cute. There was something about him that appealed to just about everyone.
“Eeeh?” Yabu snapped out of his thoughts as Takaki poked him. “Why're you spacing out in the hallway, Kouta? The hot water is going to be gone soon.”
Yabu had to really work hard to answer, because oh god, why had Takaki taken his shirt of. Perfectly tanned skin hiding lithe muscles that would randomly flex when Takaki shifted from side to side, waiting for an answer.
Yabu's thoughts resembled something like this: Guh. Do want. Now. Damn.
He was so disgusted with himself and this...this....No, he loved it. Hated it too. Okay, it made him mad. Furious even. Instead of answering, he merely exploded. “Why do you DO that?”
Takaki's face went even blanker, fingers still in hair. “Wha?”
“You just...stop doing that!” Yabu glared at him. “Stop smiling and making my heart race away like a fucking car. I'm not a girl, stop making me feel like I want to put your fucking poster up on my wall and text you all night and make sure that you keep on laughing like that and just DAMN YOU!”
Silence stretched between them, Takaki looking completely bewildered, those big brown eyes completely gigantic and filled with confusion. It was the perfect look to get Yabu to soften, melting in an instant and regretting his explosion. Just more proof of the Takaki effect.
“Kou?”
Yabu sighed, raking a hand through his hair. “Sorry...Just....put your shirt on, goddammit.”
“....Kou?”
“What, Yuuyan?” Yabu was shuffling away, cheeks burning with flustered embarrassment. Where was everyone else to distract the other boy?
“Do you....wanna....go see a movie with me...? Later?” Yabu's eyes whipped up and now they were both stuttering and blushing. Takaki looked so endearing....
Ugh.
Yabu needed to just accept this infatuation.
“Sure...” He smiled, tugging the other back into the dressing room.
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A/N: Maybe it's just me, but everyone seems to have a thing for Takaki. It may not be as big as the things they have for other memebers, but ALL of the other 9 have a thing for Takaki. xD