Fanfiction: Puppy Love Ranger (Chapter 5/5: What is Love?)
Chapter 5/5 (Final)
Author: Avery Averette
Pairing: Takizawa Hideaki x Imai Tsubasa, and Akame
Genre: Fluff, angst and lame sex
Rating: PG13 (but G for all other chapters)
Disclaimer: I own TxT, until someone stops me, that is.
Summary: Love seldom comes at the time of your choosing and rarely in the package you’d expect.
Chapter 1: Like at First Sight (Cameo by Pi, Jin and Kame)
Chapter 2: From Like to Hate? (Cameo by Pi, Jin and Kame)
Chapter 3: Strange Blossoming ‘Like’ (Cameo by Pi, Jin and Kame)
Chapter 4: Where and why did you go? (Mention of Pi, slight TsubaKame and one-sided Akame)
‘Tsubasa…’
‘No. Wait…Tsubasa….’
Racing up to Tsubasa, Takki finally caught up to him. Grabbing onto Tsubasa’s wrist, Takki tried to get him to stop and turn back to look at him
‘Tsubasa, I…’
‘How did you know my name?’ Tsubasa questioned harshly, voice still shaking with anger.
Takki was stunned. It was a tone that was alien to him. He had never seen Tsubasa like that. The Tsubasa he knew was always gentle and sweet, warm and affectionate to him.
‘I…’
‘Did Gabrielle tell you about me?’
‘What did she tell you about me?’
‘Did she compare you to me?’
The questions came fast and furious and more heated each time.
Seizing him by the collar, Tsubasa pulled Takki forcefully towards him.
‘Gabrielle, she’s my princess, my queen. And you treat her like she's invisible.’
‘Who the FUCK do you think you are?’ Tsubasa snarled, his saliva almost landing on Takki's face.
That last statement erased any doubt that the person standing before him was a stranger. The Tsubasa standing before him was indeed a complete stranger. Just like the visibly shaken stranger was to Tsubasa.
Tsubasa didn’t know him. To him he was just another stranger, no, maybe more than that, an enemy. Maybe he saw him as the enemy who stole his girlfriend from him only to treat her like dirt.
He was now his enemy. Not his pet but his enemy. Like nothing ever happened between them, no heartwarming moments, no soul stirring smiles, only bad blood. Like the blood that was quietly trickling down the corner of his lips.
Seeing the stranger bleeding before him, Tsubasa felt his heart wince a little. But it was the look in the stranger’s eyes that made him release his grip on him. It was unreadable, the emotion. It was as if the stranger was searching for something in him, seeking something from him.
Suddenly as if feeling he was the victim instead, Tsubasa abruptly and unnvervingly left the distraught stranger behind.
………
When Takki returned to Puppy Love Café, it was mayhem. Pi and Kame were all over him trying to further assault his face with ice, boiled egg and plasters, bandages, ointment, cream, lotion and anything else that could be found in the first aid kit.
Observing the hysteria from a distance, Jin, disappointed at the turn of events, coolly calculated. It was time he took matters into his own hands.
………..
Tsubasa fell, fell down hard, almost twisting his ankle. Lying heaving on the dance floor, he had already lost count how many times he had screwed up the last routine. It was a fairly straightforward piece yet time after time, he failed to nail it. It was no good. He simply couldn’t concentrate. His steps were a mess, his mind was an even bigger mess.
It was intermittently flashing the stranger’s face that he had punched earlier. Was he feeling guilty? Tsubasa didn’t know what came over him. Sure he was mad at seeing his ex cosy up with another guy. But why did he hit him? Was he really that pissed? Or was it something else? Maybe he just needed to release some steam. Find an outlet for all that pent up longing and frustration inside.
‘But what’s all that pent up longing and frustration?’
Despite repeatedly interrogating himself, Tsubasa was still unable to decipher what he was feeling.
He wished it were like old times. Life was simplier then. If Takki Love Ranger were around, it would pick him up, place a towel over his shoulders and attempt to massage him as if prepping him up for a wrestling match. And then everything would just melt away.
But the studio was empty, echoing the emptiness in his life, in his heart.
…………
Seeking a less violent avenue for his frustration, Tsubasa decided to ask Kame out for yet another round of night baseball.
Ever since discovering their shared passion for baseball, Tsubasa had been meeting up with Kame rather frequently, to watch matches and play ball. And it had always helped to take his mind off things.
………….
Since business hours had already ended for the day, Tsubasa entered through Puppy Love Café’s backdoor. Being a regular, he was familiar with every nook and cranny of the place.
But as he entered, the loud moaning he heard was quite unfamiliar. And the scene that greeted him was even more out of place.
The lighting had been dimmed and curtains drawn but it was still clear to see.
Kame and Jin had nothing on, safe for their black aprons. Kame was bent over at his favourite table with hands clutching to the sides for support. Legs spread wide open and ass smeared with melted dark chocolate. Jin, whose apron was rolled up to his waist then tied to the back, was preoccupied with smothering more of the aphrodisiac onto the younger man’s milky fair skin.
‘Ngh… I want more…,’ Kame moaned in between laboured panting.
‘You want… more… ?’ Jin tormented, pretending not to hear it for the umpteenth time.
‘You can’t handle more,’ he smirked.
‘Yes, I CAN. Just give it to me…’ Kame almost demanded. He was already lightly pounding and rubbing his aching member against the table for release.
Turning Kame around, Jin seductively pumped himself for more cum as Kame watched on hungrily, feverishly abusing his own length. Before long, he was dipping his fingers, still dripping wet with cum, into the love potion.
‘Lick them clean,’ he ordered.
Jin didn’t even need to feed them to Kame, who ravaged them, licking off any traces of the cocca and his seed.
Rewarding Kame, Jin pulled him in to lick off any remnants off the corner of his lips. Lips playing with Kame’s luscious lips, one hand teasing the smaller man’s erect nipples, the other hand reaching for more liquid ecstasy, Jin readied his throbbing member for its final assault, for the night.
It was only their first time, he didn’t want to scare Kame away with his horniness and neediness. There would be plenty of opportunities for more, much more.
……
As steamy as it was, Tsubasa didn’t stay for the grand finale. His own engorged shaft was crying out for attention too.
………
Finally, after whole three days, Kame called, to make up for the appointment he stood up. Exhausted, but glowing and in high spirits, Kame was understandably crappy at baseball that day. He was a joke, missing his balls and catches, because he was too engrossed anticipating another set of balls that he would be playing later that night.
He was such a disgrace that Tsubasa was relieved when Kame had to excuse himself halfway though the game when his phone rang.
‘Nothing much… just thinking about you.’
‘I love you too.’
‘No, I love you more.’
‘How much? Ten to the power of n,’ Kame giggled, thankful that he still remembered the formula for infinity from maths class.
‘Love you. See you tonight. And don’t be late.’
‘Wait, did I say I love you?’
‘Love you again.’
‘No kiss?’
……….
Internally convulsing from the mushiness, Tsubasa managed faintly, ‘Jin?’
‘Is it that obvious?’ Kame coyly asked.
‘Erm… it’s plain to see,’ Tsubasa said, stiffening a little, recalling the guilty pleasure he had witnessed.
‘But he’s a guy. Doesn’t that bother you even a little?’
‘So what? It’s still love. Maybe a lot of lust too…’ Kames hurriedly shut up before mentally smacking himself.
‘When is it a crime or sin to love somebody? Love is love. Irregardless of what form it takes. It is pure and innocent. I don’t want to deny or hide my love just because it is different.’ Kame philosophized.
‘We should learn to live like animals sometimes. You’ll never see a dog secretly in love with another dog, it just goes for it. No thinking, reasoning, rationalizing. Like the great Nike philosopher said, just do it!’
With Kame suddenly seeing the light of day, Tsubasa was once again faced with sorting out his feelings.
‘Did it really run away with some bitch? Or was it running away? But running away from what?’
Tsubasa wondered if Puppy Love Ranger was also thinking of him too like he was thinking of him. Was being with him also happy yet confusing for Puppy Love Ranger as it was for him?
…….
Tsubasa was right. Puppy Love Ranger aka Takki was thinking of him.
‘Does he still love her?’
‘He must still do, and very much. He was so upset because of her.’
‘And now he must hate me. I’d never thought he would hit me. He was always so gentle, caring, doting. He loved me. No, not me. Puppy Love Ranger.’
‘I’m just a nobody, a stranger. No, worse still, I’m his enemy. He must really hate me now.’
……..
Disconcerted, Takki took leave from work and resigned from his post of Perfect Boyfriend.
The decision was swift and easy. Maybe it was the anger and hurt in Tsubasa’s eyes that made giving up his only chance at womanly affection seemed like the most natural thing to do.
Tsubasa was his ‘master’ afterall. And so he wanted nothing more than to protect him. He loved him. He really loved him.
‘Wait… I love him?’
Before he snapped out of his denial, Hide-chan came running up to him, Frisbee in its mouth. Takki immediately tensed. He carefully scanned the surroundings for Tsubasa. No Tsubasa.
Relieved, he turned his attention back to Tsubasa and Puppy Love Ranger’s whining ‘love child’. Wrestling the Frisbee from its stubborn pry, Takki triumphantly tossed it into the distance.
…………..
Although Hide-chan had ran way ahead of him, Tsubasa was not the least worried. It wasn’t a friendly dog in spite of his cute cuddly appearance. It would growl if anyone tried to even wave at it. Patting it was akin to certain injury, maybe death. Tsubasa was surprised how he got conned into buying it but at least it was responsive to Tsubasa and Puppy Love Ranger.
‘Maybe it thinks Puppy Love Ranger is its mummy and me its daddy.’ Tsubasa laughed to himself.
So knowing all that, it was a shock for him to see Hide-chan playing with a stranger.
On closer examination, it was not just any stranger but his ex’s current squeeze.
‘Hide-chan, kochi, kochi,’ Takki called out.
Obediently, it returned.
‘I couldn’t scratch you properly earlier, but now I can!’ Takki declared with much delight and launched into massage mode, pampering the little puppy.
Watching the ease of their interaction, Tsuabsa lost all coherent thought. Though speechless, his feet did the talking and cautiously approached them.
Takki froze, wondering if he was about to be punched on the face again or kicked in the crouch.
But Tsubasa only sat down at the other end of the long bench, stoic.
Just like before, they were seated on opposite ends of the bench. But this time, a role reversal. Tsubasa stretched out his hand to Takki.
Just as Takki, trying to contain his bursting joy, was nervously about to touch Tsubasa's hand, Tsubasa flipped his over and slapped his… lightly.
‘BAD DOG! Don’t you ever leave me again!’ Tsubasa scolded, in mock anger.
‘I’m gonna… gonna… take you home… and….’
‘And love you forever,’ Tsubasa said without thinking.
With a Joker-sized smile plastered across his face, Takki was ecstatic. If he had a tail, it would be wagging like crazy now.
Note: Finally, the finale. Let me know if it’s cheesy, lame or anything. Comments will wag my tail. Wag it now. *Rewarding liberally with ooey gooey love potion
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This might be my last multi-chaptered fanfic for a while. Think I’ll stick to one-shots/drabbles next.
Next up, spoof galore. I’m thinking of doing drabble spoofs of fanfics written by other writers earlier. Opinion?
Next up, 3 fanfic spoofs.