I'll Show You [Uzuki/Neku, PG-13]
Title: I'll Show You
Pairing: implied Uzuki/Neku
Written For: neutraltwin
Rating/Type: PG-13, lol
"Bowl of shio says you like him."
Uzuki reacted predictably - she screamed at the top of her lungs. She had a habit of doing that, and Kariya had a habit of wearing earplugs. "I do NOT!"
He held a hand out, smirking. "Bet you. You prove to me, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that Phones over there doesn't tickle your fancy, and I fork over the dough for a delicious ramen dinner."
She frowned and folded her arms. "And how, exactly, am I supposed to do that? By the way, you are WRONG. I stopped fighting because YOU were about to pass out, for your information."
He held a hand up in supplication. "I didn't say anything about that. We've been partners for a long time now, girl, and I've suffered through enough of your crushes to know who you like."
"Arrrgh!" She growled, clenching her hands into fists. "All right. FINE. I'll show you. I'll SHOW you."
Three hours later, they sat in the ramen shop, their empty bowls before each of them. Kariya was leaning back in his chair, rocking back on two legs, while his partner had her forehead plastered to the shiny resin-coated table.
"I hate my liiiiife," Uzuki whined, clawing at her pink hair.
"You're dead," Kariya pointed out, swirling his chopsticks around in the air.
"Arrrrgh!" She slammed her fists down on the table. "I'll have you know, this is the worst day of my NON-life and you just HAVE to go and make it worse..."
Kariya just smirked, as their favorite ramen shop owner came by. "Could you ask the lady to keep it down a little?" he asked, though he was smiling as he said it. "People might think she was angry about the food!"
That made Kariya laugh, and Uzuki even sighed grudgingly. "Sorry," she muttered, arms folded.
"Now, which one of you is paying today?" He collected their bowls and grinned; he knew all about their ramen-buying game.
"Oh, I think it's the lady's turn to fork over the cash," Kariya purred, a shit-eating smirk spreading over his face. "And let it never be said that I don't know Uzuki Yashiro's type."
"No!" She shot up, frowning. "Look, blushing and stuttering doesn't mean that I like him, all right!"
"What about tripping on your shoes, faceplanting in his shorts, then running off like your ass is on fire?"
"Shut up," she snarled, giving up and pulling out her wallet. "You just shut your face."
"I'm never going to let you live this down," he pointed out.
"You just wait and see," she growled. "One day, I'll figure out who it is you say you're in love with, and I'll ream you up the ass for it."
"I doubt you'll figure it out," Kariya said, as they stood up to leave. "You have this little problem, where you don't see what's right in front of you."
"Arrrgh! You're so annoying! You know that, right?"
"Oh, I know."
Pairing: implied Uzuki/Neku
Written For: neutraltwin
Rating/Type: PG-13, lol
"Bowl of shio says you like him."
Uzuki reacted predictably - she screamed at the top of her lungs. She had a habit of doing that, and Kariya had a habit of wearing earplugs. "I do NOT!"
He held a hand out, smirking. "Bet you. You prove to me, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that Phones over there doesn't tickle your fancy, and I fork over the dough for a delicious ramen dinner."
She frowned and folded her arms. "And how, exactly, am I supposed to do that? By the way, you are WRONG. I stopped fighting because YOU were about to pass out, for your information."
He held a hand up in supplication. "I didn't say anything about that. We've been partners for a long time now, girl, and I've suffered through enough of your crushes to know who you like."
"Arrrgh!" She growled, clenching her hands into fists. "All right. FINE. I'll show you. I'll SHOW you."
Three hours later, they sat in the ramen shop, their empty bowls before each of them. Kariya was leaning back in his chair, rocking back on two legs, while his partner had her forehead plastered to the shiny resin-coated table.
"I hate my liiiiife," Uzuki whined, clawing at her pink hair.
"You're dead," Kariya pointed out, swirling his chopsticks around in the air.
"Arrrrgh!" She slammed her fists down on the table. "I'll have you know, this is the worst day of my NON-life and you just HAVE to go and make it worse..."
Kariya just smirked, as their favorite ramen shop owner came by. "Could you ask the lady to keep it down a little?" he asked, though he was smiling as he said it. "People might think she was angry about the food!"
That made Kariya laugh, and Uzuki even sighed grudgingly. "Sorry," she muttered, arms folded.
"Now, which one of you is paying today?" He collected their bowls and grinned; he knew all about their ramen-buying game.
"Oh, I think it's the lady's turn to fork over the cash," Kariya purred, a shit-eating smirk spreading over his face. "And let it never be said that I don't know Uzuki Yashiro's type."
"No!" She shot up, frowning. "Look, blushing and stuttering doesn't mean that I like him, all right!"
"What about tripping on your shoes, faceplanting in his shorts, then running off like your ass is on fire?"
"Shut up," she snarled, giving up and pulling out her wallet. "You just shut your face."
"I'm never going to let you live this down," he pointed out.
"You just wait and see," she growled. "One day, I'll figure out who it is you say you're in love with, and I'll ream you up the ass for it."
"I doubt you'll figure it out," Kariya said, as they stood up to leave. "You have this little problem, where you don't see what's right in front of you."
"Arrrgh! You're so annoying! You know that, right?"
"Oh, I know."