Fanfiction - Drag Queen
Title: Drag Queen (Aka - 5 times Inoo and Takaki went shopping together + 1 time they went out in drag)
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Uh...*points title*
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Divas
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki <3
Finally wrote this for hotfruits and the Inoo-thon.
1.
It was a nice, lazy morning. Nothing to do and his homework was actually all done for the day. Inoo was eating a late breakfast when his phone went off.
'I can't help the way I am~ Sexy, naughty, bitchy me~'
He supposed he should change that ringtone, but it was so fitting for the person it belonged to.
“Hello?” He answered.
“Kei-channnn~!” He could just see Takaki Yuya's puppy pout. “I'm bored. Let's go shopping, okaaaay? I need some new pants and my favorite shirt is wearing out and oh my god, I need to relax!”
2.
It wasn't so bad though. Inoo liked shopping and Takaki had excellent tastes. Inoo always knew he could count on Takaki to find just the right shade of blue for him or the perfect pants or whatever.
Unfortunately, Takaki was also rather harsh with his criticism.
“Gawd, Kei-chan, you're an idol, not an ancient professor.” Takaki grabbed his shoulders and steered him in to the nearest store. “We're going to fix all your problems.”
“It's not that bad...” Inoo protested.
“Kei-chan, I'm not about to let friends of mine walk around like that.” Takaki sniffed.
3.
Inoo wasn't sure how he felt about this. They'd met up before lunch and it was now mid-afternoon. There was a such thing as too much shopping. In Inoo's opinion.
In Takaki's current opinion, shopping was like breathing. If you didn't do it, you'd die.
“So anyways.” Takaki was saying, rummaging through a stack of hats. “Hikaru was totally, totally dissing him and he just smiled and nodded and I wanted to smack him and like--”
“Takaki-kuuuun” It was Inoo's turn to whine. “I'm hungry and tired and I really don't need the fedora. Honestly.”
4.
Takaki was 'nice' enough to pause so they could have lunch. Inoo was worried for his wallet's life. Takaki knew all the tricks and tips of shopping, but he also liked quantity along with quality.
“It's spring.” Takaki explained, nibbling on a salad. “This is the time to replace your wardrobe and improve upon and try new things!”
Inoo's nerves weren't soothed by the overly cheerful tone Takaki was, nor his enthusiastic smile.
“What sort of new things.” He asked in suspicion, eyes narrowed at the older boy.
Takaki beamed at him. “Oh, you'll see, Kei-chan~”
5.
It took an hour for Inoo to give in and he was regretting it. How did Takaki manage to get his way again? He must've been picking things up from Chinen because Inoo couldn't help but give in when Takaki gave him those eyes with a 'Pleeeeeeeease?
He stood in front of the mirror, dying quietly because he had no idea who he was looking at.
For one thing, it looked like he was looking at a girl.
For another thing, she had a flat chest and a dress.
This was Inoo's reflection.
“I'm never shopping with you again!”
+1.
“Why're we doing this again?” Inoo asked, reluctantly plucking at the sundress Takaki had shoved at him. It was pretty, he admitted, the way it cascaded down from a light blue in to a deep black. It was a clever cut too, one that worked with his lack of chest.
Did he want to know why Takaki had one of these?
The boy in question was changing his earring for a sparkling dangle, already dressed in a skirt, blouse, and strappy sandals.
“Because we're sexy bitches and I feel like it.” Was all he got as an answer.
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A/N: I swear, I need to post all the fics I've written in the past...however many weeks. X_X Though, I sort of can't believe I just wrote this. XD
Author: Ritsu (crazy_otaku911)
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Uh...*points title*
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Divas
A/N: Beta'd by shimizumiki <3
Finally wrote this for hotfruits and the Inoo-thon.
1.
It was a nice, lazy morning. Nothing to do and his homework was actually all done for the day. Inoo was eating a late breakfast when his phone went off.
'I can't help the way I am~ Sexy, naughty, bitchy me~'
He supposed he should change that ringtone, but it was so fitting for the person it belonged to.
“Hello?” He answered.
“Kei-channnn~!” He could just see Takaki Yuya's puppy pout. “I'm bored. Let's go shopping, okaaaay? I need some new pants and my favorite shirt is wearing out and oh my god, I need to relax!”
2.
It wasn't so bad though. Inoo liked shopping and Takaki had excellent tastes. Inoo always knew he could count on Takaki to find just the right shade of blue for him or the perfect pants or whatever.
Unfortunately, Takaki was also rather harsh with his criticism.
“Gawd, Kei-chan, you're an idol, not an ancient professor.” Takaki grabbed his shoulders and steered him in to the nearest store. “We're going to fix all your problems.”
“It's not that bad...” Inoo protested.
“Kei-chan, I'm not about to let friends of mine walk around like that.” Takaki sniffed.
3.
Inoo wasn't sure how he felt about this. They'd met up before lunch and it was now mid-afternoon. There was a such thing as too much shopping. In Inoo's opinion.
In Takaki's current opinion, shopping was like breathing. If you didn't do it, you'd die.
“So anyways.” Takaki was saying, rummaging through a stack of hats. “Hikaru was totally, totally dissing him and he just smiled and nodded and I wanted to smack him and like--”
“Takaki-kuuuun” It was Inoo's turn to whine. “I'm hungry and tired and I really don't need the fedora. Honestly.”
4.
Takaki was 'nice' enough to pause so they could have lunch. Inoo was worried for his wallet's life. Takaki knew all the tricks and tips of shopping, but he also liked quantity along with quality.
“It's spring.” Takaki explained, nibbling on a salad. “This is the time to replace your wardrobe and improve upon and try new things!”
Inoo's nerves weren't soothed by the overly cheerful tone Takaki was, nor his enthusiastic smile.
“What sort of new things.” He asked in suspicion, eyes narrowed at the older boy.
Takaki beamed at him. “Oh, you'll see, Kei-chan~”
5.
It took an hour for Inoo to give in and he was regretting it. How did Takaki manage to get his way again? He must've been picking things up from Chinen because Inoo couldn't help but give in when Takaki gave him those eyes with a 'Pleeeeeeeease?
He stood in front of the mirror, dying quietly because he had no idea who he was looking at.
For one thing, it looked like he was looking at a girl.
For another thing, she had a flat chest and a dress.
This was Inoo's reflection.
“I'm never shopping with you again!”
+1.
“Why're we doing this again?” Inoo asked, reluctantly plucking at the sundress Takaki had shoved at him. It was pretty, he admitted, the way it cascaded down from a light blue in to a deep black. It was a clever cut too, one that worked with his lack of chest.
Did he want to know why Takaki had one of these?
The boy in question was changing his earring for a sparkling dangle, already dressed in a skirt, blouse, and strappy sandals.
“Because we're sexy bitches and I feel like it.” Was all he got as an answer.
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A/N: I swear, I need to post all the fics I've written in the past...however many weeks. X_X Though, I sort of can't believe I just wrote this. XD