Yamada vs. Yamapi - BONUS CHAPTER: Ryutaro's tutoring
Since I have no life, I decided to write about Ryutaro's tutoring with Keito, which was mentioned in the Yamada vs. Yamapi fan fiction series I just finished writing.
WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS/WHATNOT:
- I am a bad writer.
- This chapter is absolutely pointless.
- It has no connection to the Yamada vs. Yamapi series except for being mentioned in it.
- Since I suddenly began to like Anderson Casey (undebuted Junior) he's randomly included.
- I have no clue where Anderson and Keito live in relation to the Morimotos.
- I don't own anyone in this story ;____;
AT RYUTARO’S HOUSE, 3 DAYS LATER:
“Ding dong.”
“Get the door.” Ryutaro ordered his younger brother, Shintaro.
“No, you get it.” came the response.
“Insolent child…” Ryutaro tutted and went to see who it was. “KEITO?” he blinked, shocked. “W-what are you doing here?”
“Er, you said you wanted me to tutor you and anytime was fine, so…” Keito bounced his backpack back up his shoulder. “Unless you’re busy right now? I can come back another time.”
“NO!” shouted Ryutaro. “I mean… You travelled all the way here so, you can tutor me now!”
“Uh, Ryutaro?” said Keito. “My house is a 5 minute walk away.”
Ryutaro waved his hand dismissively, trying to hide his pink cheeks. “It’s okay, just… hang on a second.” He stuck his head back into the house and yelled, “SHINTAROOOOOO! GET YOUR SORRY ASS OVER TO ANDERSON’S HOUSE!”
“EH? NANDE?” his sibling yelled back.
“JUST DO IT BEFORE I KICK YOUR BUTT!”
“Seriously?” Shintaro zipped out of his room, already carrying a sling bag. Ryutaro nodded.
“It’s only a few houses down the road, I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Shintaro gave his big brother a hug before sprinting out the door, past a rather bemused Keito, and whipping out his handphone to call Anderson.
“What was that all about?” asked Keito as he walked into Ryutaro’s house.
“Uh… I need to have peace and quiet if I want to study, right?” Ryutaro praised himself silently for coming up with such a brilliant excuse.
“Okay,” said Keito. “Shall we get started, then?” Ryutaro nodded, leading Keito to his bedroom where he sat himself down at his desk. “We’re doing English first, right?”
“Yes,” agreed Ryutaro in English, grinning up at Keito.
An hour passed and Keito slowly began to notice the tiniest, most insignificant things about his young tutee: the way Ryutaro blushed slightly whenever he paid him a compliment, the way he tried his best to copy Keito’s pronounciation, the way his head drooped a millimetre or so when he got something wrong… He started to pay more attention to how Ryutaro bit his lower lip when focusing, how he entangled his left hand in his hair when thinking, the sparkle in his eyes when he smiled…
Ryutaro was also on red-alert, his little heart jumping when Keito’s hand brushed his, when he patted him on the back and when he ran his fingers through Ryutaro’s hair… Wait… RAN HIS FINGERS THROUGH HIS HAIR? Ryutaro glanced up at the older boy in shock. “Uh, what are you doing?” he asked.
“Running my fingers through your hair.” answered Keito. Ryutaro was at a loss for what to say.
“Erm… why?” he could feel himself turning red.
“Because it feels nice…”
Before Ryutaro could respond, Keito turned him around and planted his lips on the younger boy’s. Ryutaro spluttered and coughed. “What’s wrong?” asked Keito gently, withdrawing slightly.
“Ungh?” the youngest JUMP member was unable to form a sentence.
“Oh, is the chair uncomfortable for you?” Keito asked, lifting Ryutaro up like a groom carrying a bride. “Let’s move to the bed…”
Keito was straddling Ryutaro in a flash, his mouth roaming over the younger boy’s face neck. Ryutaro finally returned to his senses, thinking, ‘Oh my gosh, this has got to be a dream… Or am I dead? Heaven sure is nice…’ He began to kiss Keito back, their tongues intertwined.
They were so lost in their own world that neither of them noticed the bedroom door opening and two younger boys enter.
“HOLY CRAP, SHINTARO, I NEVER KNEW YOUR BROTHER WAS GAY!” Anderson’s voice screeched.
I fail. Again.
Comments are appreciated *winks*
WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS/WHATNOT:
- I am a bad writer.
- This chapter is absolutely pointless.
- It has no connection to the Yamada vs. Yamapi series except for being mentioned in it.
- Since I suddenly began to like Anderson Casey (undebuted Junior) he's randomly included.
- I have no clue where Anderson and Keito live in relation to the Morimotos.
- I don't own anyone in this story ;____;
AT RYUTARO’S HOUSE, 3 DAYS LATER:
“Ding dong.”
“Get the door.” Ryutaro ordered his younger brother, Shintaro.
“No, you get it.” came the response.
“Insolent child…” Ryutaro tutted and went to see who it was. “KEITO?” he blinked, shocked. “W-what are you doing here?”
“Er, you said you wanted me to tutor you and anytime was fine, so…” Keito bounced his backpack back up his shoulder. “Unless you’re busy right now? I can come back another time.”
“NO!” shouted Ryutaro. “I mean… You travelled all the way here so, you can tutor me now!”
“Uh, Ryutaro?” said Keito. “My house is a 5 minute walk away.”
Ryutaro waved his hand dismissively, trying to hide his pink cheeks. “It’s okay, just… hang on a second.” He stuck his head back into the house and yelled, “SHINTAROOOOOO! GET YOUR SORRY ASS OVER TO ANDERSON’S HOUSE!”
“EH? NANDE?” his sibling yelled back.
“JUST DO IT BEFORE I KICK YOUR BUTT!”
“Seriously?” Shintaro zipped out of his room, already carrying a sling bag. Ryutaro nodded.
“It’s only a few houses down the road, I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Shintaro gave his big brother a hug before sprinting out the door, past a rather bemused Keito, and whipping out his handphone to call Anderson.
“What was that all about?” asked Keito as he walked into Ryutaro’s house.
“Uh… I need to have peace and quiet if I want to study, right?” Ryutaro praised himself silently for coming up with such a brilliant excuse.
“Okay,” said Keito. “Shall we get started, then?” Ryutaro nodded, leading Keito to his bedroom where he sat himself down at his desk. “We’re doing English first, right?”
“Yes,” agreed Ryutaro in English, grinning up at Keito.
An hour passed and Keito slowly began to notice the tiniest, most insignificant things about his young tutee: the way Ryutaro blushed slightly whenever he paid him a compliment, the way he tried his best to copy Keito’s pronounciation, the way his head drooped a millimetre or so when he got something wrong… He started to pay more attention to how Ryutaro bit his lower lip when focusing, how he entangled his left hand in his hair when thinking, the sparkle in his eyes when he smiled…
Ryutaro was also on red-alert, his little heart jumping when Keito’s hand brushed his, when he patted him on the back and when he ran his fingers through Ryutaro’s hair… Wait… RAN HIS FINGERS THROUGH HIS HAIR? Ryutaro glanced up at the older boy in shock. “Uh, what are you doing?” he asked.
“Running my fingers through your hair.” answered Keito. Ryutaro was at a loss for what to say.
“Erm… why?” he could feel himself turning red.
“Because it feels nice…”
Before Ryutaro could respond, Keito turned him around and planted his lips on the younger boy’s. Ryutaro spluttered and coughed. “What’s wrong?” asked Keito gently, withdrawing slightly.
“Ungh?” the youngest JUMP member was unable to form a sentence.
“Oh, is the chair uncomfortable for you?” Keito asked, lifting Ryutaro up like a groom carrying a bride. “Let’s move to the bed…”
Keito was straddling Ryutaro in a flash, his mouth roaming over the younger boy’s face neck. Ryutaro finally returned to his senses, thinking, ‘Oh my gosh, this has got to be a dream… Or am I dead? Heaven sure is nice…’ He began to kiss Keito back, their tongues intertwined.
They were so lost in their own world that neither of them noticed the bedroom door opening and two younger boys enter.
“HOLY CRAP, SHINTARO, I NEVER KNEW YOUR BROTHER WAS GAY!” Anderson’s voice screeched.
I fail. Again.
Comments are appreciated *winks*