Arashi, here we go! Ficlet 1/10
This is a special piece.
Kind of like 10 mini oneshots (ficlets, basically).
10 because there's one for each pairing of Arashi.
Depending on the pairing, the genre and rating will be different.
Prompted by my dahling; midorihaven.
The word she had chosen was Elevator.
Prologue
A long day meant for rest. There were interviews, photoshoots, promos, commercials, studio recordings and so much more. The five men couldn't help but drag themselves off into different directions, the elevator holding but two people at a time. It was a special, private, tinted-glass elevator. There were about 100 floors to descend and all of the maintenance workers had gone for the day. Two of the five young men walked through the open doors drowsily. As much as they wished for their day to finally be over, there was one last mishap in store for them.
1. Aimiya
PG, Crack
Aiba staggered into the elegant confinement, knapsack flung over one side of his body, a smile too present on his face. Nino followed closely behind, his earphones hanging around his shoulders in tangles and shambles. Aiba leaned on the right side of the bronze colored glass, looking down at his shoe, peaking up at Nino every now and then.
The elevator descended at a maddeningly slow pace, even Nino couldn't help but frown behind the screen of his Nintendo DS. Aiba gazed up at Nino, questions whirling and twirling around in his mind filled with child-like brilliance. A sudden thump disturbed their thought process.
"Aiba, what did you press?" Nino grumbled behind his game.
"Nothing, I swear! Look, my hands are in my pockets!"
Nino looked up quickly, catching sight of the hands hidden away behind the jean fabric and feeling more annoyed than he had earlier. He picked up his bag quickly, throwing his DS in, knowing there was a change of clothes to protect them from the fall. Aiba watched and waited, content to do so.
"We're not moving."
"Yes, I've noticed Aiba." Nino whispered.
There was a silence between them, as both tried to scramble for a solution with their minds working at half capacity.
"Nino..." Aiba mumbled.
"Nino..." He repeated.
"Nino..." He hoped there was an answer soon.
"No, Aiba." Nino crossed his arms and pinched at the skin between his brow.
"But, why not?" Aiba's face drooped as he complained for attention.
"Because, what if someone ends up fixing the elevator? They'll see us naked." Nino growled back.
"I'll cover you, I'm taller." Aiba beamed.
Nino snorted at the comment, that was not unlike Aiba to say something stupid and yet clever at the same time. He pondered the sentence, rewinding the moment in his head, wondering if there was sense to Aiba's madness. Nino knew Aiba was just bored and never thought things through thoroughly. But somehow, the exhaustion attacked the logic in his mind and he couldn't refuse the request.
"Fine." Nino could feel the smirk creeping onto his lips.
Aiba nearly ripped his pants, tripping over one leg as he hurried to remove the next. His head got caught in the neck of his sweater, a few hairs being pulled by a thin thread of the striped shirt, he yelped innocently.
Nino's grin widened.
Little did Aiba know, the elevator was moving again. To Nino's advantage (and Jun complained that Nino was way too lucky for how evil he acted), Aiba's head was still stuck in middle of the shirt, the bottom half of him barely covered.
"Why are you wearing a thong?" Nino spoke to distract Aiba from the tiny clicking noises of the elevator.
"It's laundry day. What was that?" Aiba questioned curiously.
"But why a leopard-skin print?" Nino giggled.
"Jun said it was in style. What IS that?!" Aiba raised his voice.
"Nothing, I'm already naked you know." Nino teased, still fully clothed.
"What! Wait, wait for me!" Aiba moaned from under the thin cotton, still intertwined with it as if it were fishing mesh.
Another voice interrupted their conversation, they'd reached the ground floor.
"Aiba, can you put some clothes on?" Jun ordered, trying to mask his irritation.
Nino laughed rowdily.
//End//
~Later
p.s. if I get the courage to write another part tonight, I will. =)
Kind of like 10 mini oneshots (ficlets, basically).
10 because there's one for each pairing of Arashi.
Depending on the pairing, the genre and rating will be different.
Prompted by my dahling; midorihaven.
The word she had chosen was Elevator.
Prologue
A long day meant for rest. There were interviews, photoshoots, promos, commercials, studio recordings and so much more. The five men couldn't help but drag themselves off into different directions, the elevator holding but two people at a time. It was a special, private, tinted-glass elevator. There were about 100 floors to descend and all of the maintenance workers had gone for the day. Two of the five young men walked through the open doors drowsily. As much as they wished for their day to finally be over, there was one last mishap in store for them.
1. Aimiya
PG, Crack
Aiba staggered into the elegant confinement, knapsack flung over one side of his body, a smile too present on his face. Nino followed closely behind, his earphones hanging around his shoulders in tangles and shambles. Aiba leaned on the right side of the bronze colored glass, looking down at his shoe, peaking up at Nino every now and then.
The elevator descended at a maddeningly slow pace, even Nino couldn't help but frown behind the screen of his Nintendo DS. Aiba gazed up at Nino, questions whirling and twirling around in his mind filled with child-like brilliance. A sudden thump disturbed their thought process.
"Aiba, what did you press?" Nino grumbled behind his game.
"Nothing, I swear! Look, my hands are in my pockets!"
Nino looked up quickly, catching sight of the hands hidden away behind the jean fabric and feeling more annoyed than he had earlier. He picked up his bag quickly, throwing his DS in, knowing there was a change of clothes to protect them from the fall. Aiba watched and waited, content to do so.
"We're not moving."
"Yes, I've noticed Aiba." Nino whispered.
There was a silence between them, as both tried to scramble for a solution with their minds working at half capacity.
"Nino..." Aiba mumbled.
"Nino..." He repeated.
"Nino..." He hoped there was an answer soon.
"No, Aiba." Nino crossed his arms and pinched at the skin between his brow.
"But, why not?" Aiba's face drooped as he complained for attention.
"Because, what if someone ends up fixing the elevator? They'll see us naked." Nino growled back.
"I'll cover you, I'm taller." Aiba beamed.
Nino snorted at the comment, that was not unlike Aiba to say something stupid and yet clever at the same time. He pondered the sentence, rewinding the moment in his head, wondering if there was sense to Aiba's madness. Nino knew Aiba was just bored and never thought things through thoroughly. But somehow, the exhaustion attacked the logic in his mind and he couldn't refuse the request.
"Fine." Nino could feel the smirk creeping onto his lips.
Aiba nearly ripped his pants, tripping over one leg as he hurried to remove the next. His head got caught in the neck of his sweater, a few hairs being pulled by a thin thread of the striped shirt, he yelped innocently.
Nino's grin widened.
Little did Aiba know, the elevator was moving again. To Nino's advantage (and Jun complained that Nino was way too lucky for how evil he acted), Aiba's head was still stuck in middle of the shirt, the bottom half of him barely covered.
"Why are you wearing a thong?" Nino spoke to distract Aiba from the tiny clicking noises of the elevator.
"It's laundry day. What was that?" Aiba questioned curiously.
"But why a leopard-skin print?" Nino giggled.
"Jun said it was in style. What IS that?!" Aiba raised his voice.
"Nothing, I'm already naked you know." Nino teased, still fully clothed.
"What! Wait, wait for me!" Aiba moaned from under the thin cotton, still intertwined with it as if it were fishing mesh.
Another voice interrupted their conversation, they'd reached the ground floor.
"Aiba, can you put some clothes on?" Jun ordered, trying to mask his irritation.
Nino laughed rowdily.
//End//
~Later
p.s. if I get the courage to write another part tonight, I will. =)