NEWS VS KAT-TUN
Title: NEWS VS KAT-TUN
Starring: NEWS, KAT-TUN cameo's from Kanjani8 and HSJ
Rating: PG but subject to change as Jin, Ryo and Ueda have such a wonderful way with words XD
Summary: Shounnen club proudly presents its newest segment, in which two of the biggest idol groups of the country shall face each other in the biggest battle to see who shall reign supreme.
Author's Note: This is the first time I've ever written a multi-chaptered crack-fic. I'm not even really sure it's allowed, but I'm doing it anyway!
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, if I did this wouldn't be fiction. It would totally happen!
Previous Chapters
Prologue
Round one:Preparations
Round one: Cosplay
Round one: Cosplay part II
Round Two: Ueda Vs Koyama
Round Two: Ueda Vs Koyama part II
Round Three: Ryo Vs ???
Round Three: Lollipop
Round Four: Surprise
Round Four: Tag-team boxing
Round Four: Ready to rumble part I
Round Four: Ready to rumble part II
Round Five: Arts and crafts
Hikaru and Keito stared down at the purple block, marked with a small pencil.
They both attempted to contain their snickers, but Hikaru being Hikaru simply couldn’t and snickered rather loudly, with Keito trembling from laughter.
The next event would be amusing to say the least, and in Tegoshi’s case quite unexpected…
“What’s wrong?” Yamapi asked.
“N-n-noth-ing,” Hikaru stuttered out through his stifled laughter.
“Then, what’s the event?” Tegoshi asked impatiently.
Keito seemed to recover himself first, “the next event will be…the artistic challenge!”
Tegoshi blinked, what?
Masuda’s eyes widened as he bit back a laugh, Shige too seemed to be holding in a laugh as he trembled.
Really it seemed all of NEWS were busy trying to contain their laughter as even Yamapi and Ryo seemed to be visibly fighting their grins.
The members of KAT-TUN seemed to be having a similar reaction, Jin going so far as to snicker slightly.
Kamenashi had an expression of pity on his face, clearly this was one event Tegoshi couldn’t succeed in.
Koki however didn’t look all that sure, his jaw clenching and unclenching. As much he as wanted to win, he felt a bit bad for Tegoshi, having always had a soft spot for his kouhai, he didn’t relish the idea of going to head to head with him, least of all in this particular challenge.
Besides that, this was Tegoshi they were talking about, you never knew what could happen where the small boy was concerned.
* * *
“It’s in the bag,” Jin declared, “Tegoshi can’t beat our artist!”
“True, true,” Nakamaru agreed. “Nobody can out-do Koki in graphics.”
Taguchi nodded enthusiastically, “Koki-kun’s got skills!”
“Let’s not count our chickens before they’ve hatched,” Koki replied.
“Eh?”
“We can’t really undermine Tegoshi,” Koki explained. “He may suck at drawing, but we don’t know if this challenge is going to be about actual drawing.”
“It’s the artistic challenge, what else is there to art besides drawing?” Jin asked.
“Lots,” Koki replied shortly.
“Okay, say they don’t do drawing, you’d still win. Nobody can beat you in this, it’s your element.” Kamenashi said kindly.
Koki didn’t look convinced.
“Besides it’s just Tegoshi,” Nakamaru pointed out.
“Which is exactly why Koki’s worrying, it’s Tegoshi,” Kamenashi replied.
“The kid’s just a girl pretending to be a boy,” Jin said with an eyeroll, he never had liked Tegoshi all that much.
“Don’t be mean!” Koki lectured
“I’m not being mean,” Jin replied.
“You were, Tegoshi’s not a little weakling, he’s really competitive.”
Nakamaru stared at him thoughtfully, “I guess that’s true, he can be a handful.”
“There’s a reason he’s so spoiled,” Ueda said. “He knows how to get exactly what he wants.”
“Well, he’s not exactly diabolical,” Kamenashi said, springing to Tegoshi’s defense.
“How long have you known him exactly?” Koki asked, arching an eyebrow at the younger many.
“A while,” Kamenashi replied.
“Clearly not long enough,” Ueda stated.
“Looks like Tegoshi-kun’s got to Kame,” Taguchi said.
The group blinked at him, and in unison all turned to stare at Kamenashi.
“Well, maybe we will have to worry,” Jin relented. “Just a bit.”
* * *
“We’re so gonna lose,” Ryo said, stiffly getting himself into a chair, he was still rather sore.
“Don’t be so negative Ryo-chan,” Koyama replied as he helped Ryo adjust his stiff limbs into the chair.
“I’m being realistic, not negative,” Ryo said defensively.
“Have some faith will you?” Shige cut in, his voice slightly high as he pressed a small bag of ice onto his abdomen. He may have won the round, but he had gotten himself quite a few bruises in the process.
However even through his pain he still had the strange keen sense of knowing when someone was being pushed around, in this instance it was Tegoshi.
Tegoshi may get away with many things, he may even get a little cheeky with senpai, but never with his beloved Ryo-chan. And so the youngest member silently sat throwing Ryo worried looks, dejectedly biting his lower lip.
“He doesn’t mean that,” Masuda said, giving Tegoshi light pat on the back.
Tegoshi didn’t respond.
“Have faith in what? A miracle?” Ryo replied, cringing as he sat himself up. “There’s no way we can win, it’s Koki, I mean the guy’s been approached by clothing lines, and asked to design things!”
“Well, so has Tegoshi,” Masuda pointed out.
“And then a pair of comedians laughed at them,” Ryo said.
“But you don’t know how they’re going to tally the points for the event, you don’t even know what the events actually going to be, for all you know it could be a contest of whoever can make the best outfit for a group date!” Shige replied.
“Koki would win.”
“Last time I checked Johnny’s didn’t really like chains and bling on their idols,” Yamapi pointed out.
“Exactly, Tegoshi’s more conventional, and he can easily sway the audience with the proper attire,” Shige added.
Ryo remained silent, thinking over the information presented.
“Shige can help him too,” Masuda piped up.
“Help how?” Shige asked, confused.
“Well you’re an artist, and a photographer, maybe you could teach Tegoshi how to draw,” Masuda answered.
It made sense, however it wasn’t something Shige really wanted to do. Sure he got along with Tegoshi well enough, but there really was only so much he could take of the younger man, especially concerning a topic Tegoshi clearly had little interest in.
“That’s a great idea Massu!” Ryo said, “Shige you’re going to help Yuya.”
“But I-“ Shige began, but was swiftly cut off by Tegoshi.
“Please Shige, I promise I’ll work very hard!” Tegoshi pleading, his pretty, warm brown eyes widening ever so slightly.
Shige was having trouble remembering the many arguments he’d had planned, and with a defeated sigh said, “fine.”
Tegoshi beamed.
Indeed Tegoshi was a force to reckoned with.
* * *
Koki spent his week working, and in his spare time sketching out a few things, one of them by request from Nakamaru of a sleeping Taguchi.
Koki was rather proud of his finished sketch, although he supposed he may have made Taguchi’s head a bit too big, but it was supposed to be a caricature anyway.
He proudly presented it to Nakamaru, who cooed in delight. In turn Koki turned to the rest of the group that was lounging about waiting for a set change, and presented it to them as well.
Jin’s eyes widened, “SUGOI!” he cried, gingerly taking the paper in his hands and giving it a long examination.
“Is that supposed to be me?” Taguchi asked, staring down at the paper blankly,
“Duh, it says ‘sleeping Taguchi’ at the bottom doesn’t it?” Jin said with an eyeroll.
“I can read,” Taguchi replied, “but why me?” He asked.
“Oh, Nakamaru gave me the prompt for practice,” Koki replied with a shrug, causing the beat-boxer to blush down to the very roots of his hair.
Did Koki really have to go and say that?
Kame gave Nakamaru a knowing smile before averting Taguchi’s attention to an incoming Ueda.
Jin however let out a laugh, and began a small chant of , “Nakamaru and Tagu-“ before he was heavily thumped on the head by Ueda.
“Try not being annoying,” Ueda suggested.
Jin pouted, before turning away and sulking in the corner.
“Ready for this?” Ueda asked.
Koki gave him a terse smile, “as I’ll ever be.”
* * *
Tegoshi was bored, he’d been wandering around behind Shige in a museum for the past hour and a half, just looking at paintings.
Not to say that Tegoshi hated art, but after the first twenty minutes of starring at the picture of a landscape he’d decided art really wasn’t for him.
“Look at the balance in this picture,” Shige said, pointing to what looked like another painting of a pond.
“And just check out that texture,” Shige said awed. “I wonder how he managed to smooth out the lines of the ripples, I don’t think there’s a brush that does that type of line.”
Tegoshi let out a long sigh. “Are we done yet?” He piqued.
“Hmm?”
“Are we DONE yet?” Tegoshi repeated.
“That depends, do you know how to bring balance to a painting?” Shige replied.
Tegoshi didn’t respond.
“I guess we’re not done yet.”
Tegoshi really hated Shige sometimes.
It was nearly three hours later that Shige had relented to leaving, although it seemed Tegoshi had gained very little from all the time in the museum.
“Maybe we should try photography,” Shige suggested, as they drove through the city.
“Is that even really art?” Tegoshi asked.
“Of course it is,” Shige replied.
Tegoshi let out an exasperated sigh.
Shige gave Tegoshi a rather tired look, “maybe we’ll just stick to showing you how to draw a rabbit.”
Tegoshi broke out into a smile, “now that’s real art!”
Shige knew he should have just said no.
It took quite a few tries, but after his 16th attempt Tegoshi successfully managed to draw what appeared to be a rabbit. It was by no means a good rabbit, but at least nobody could mistake it for a penguin when they looked at it.
As the day of the event drew nearer the group slowly started to panic, Ryo refused to panic until the day of, while Yamapi and Masuda seemed to try coping by pretending they’d forgotten that they were actually competing.
Koyama alone seemed to be holding onto a shred of hope that Tegoshi could possibly learn the basics of sketching anything.
“What is that?” Ryo asked, giving the sheet of paper Tegoshi was proudly showing him a shrewd glance.
“A giraffe,” Tegoshi replied. “Don’t you like it Ryo-chan?”
Ryo wasn’t sure if he should just nod and placate Tegoshi or if he should yell at Shige for not doing his job properly.
“Well it doesn’t look like a tiger,” Masuda said, peering over Ryo’s head at the drawing.
“You can kinda tell it’s a giraffe,” Yamapi conceded.
“If you were blind in one eye,” Ryo muttered, earning a stiff elbow to the stomach from Yamapi.
Tegoshi didn’t seem all that perturbed by the reation he was getting from Ryo, he merely sat silently starring at his senpai with wide eyes and a sideways tilted head.
The room remained blissfully silent, save for Koyama’s positive remarks about Tegoshi being very sweet.
By now the group had somewhat gotten used to the waiting, and weren’t all that surprised when a new PA entered the room, this one looking just as frazzled as the last few had been.
As the group slowly filed out of the room Shige couldn’t help but make a note that perhaps the company aught to try getting PA’s that weren’t females, and that weren’t easily distracted by their antics.
* * *
The groups were again assembled on either side of the stage and were assailed by the loud cheers that they’d become rather used to these past few weeks, however the cries this week seemed, if possible even louder than any other time.
“Domo!” was the greeting the two groups received from their senpais.
Standing center stage, sharing bright smiles were Nino and Ohno of Arashi.
Almost instinctively Ryo shifted his position away from the center to the very edge of group, almost hidden behind Koyama’s tall form. No matter how long he knew and worked with Nino, Ryo had never gotten used to his senpai’s very liberal use of affection.
“Well that explains a lot,” Kamenashi muttered to himself, only members of Arashi would bring about such a reaction from the audience.
“How are you all?” Nino asked, brightly, giving them all a smile.
Ryo positively cringed, ducking even further behind Koyama, hoping not to be seen.
The audience seemed to answer for the assembled group by screaming.
Taguchi wasn’t sure, but he thought he even heard a few cries of ‘OHMIYA!’ from the audience, however before he could make his thought out loud he was interrupted by Ueda who, threw a possessive arm around him, and literally pulled the taller man closer, and whispered ‘shhhh!’
Nakamaru observed this of the corner of his eye and tried not to pout.
“Let’s start the challenge, shall we?” Ohno suggested.
“Right you are, Leader,” Nino nodded in agreement.
Together the two pulled their shared envelope open and quickly read the contents.
“Hmmm, this seems interesting,” Ohno stated thoughtfully.
“Koki-kun, Tegoshi-kun?” Nino called, herding the two forward to the center.
“You’ll be facing eachother in the artistic challenge,” he said.
“Which means you’ll have to do some art,” Ohno said.
No one said a word.
Except that is Nino, “You two are going to have exactly twenty minutes to make the most beautiful painting using only your bodies, except for your hands.”
Koki’s eyes widened, they were gonna what?!
“What do you mean no hands?” Shige politely interrupted.
“Meaning they can use any part of their body to paint on this canvas except for their hands,” Ohno explained.
Tegoshi thought for a moment, maybe this wouldn’t be too bad.
“These are the materials you’ll be allowed to use,” Nino said, indicating at the heavy carts a few juniors were wheeling out. Stacked upon the carts were large containers of pudding, chocolate and what looked like ketchup, mayonnaise and other condiments, along with a few pans and rather miniscule brushes.
“They’re using food?” Jin asked, astonished.
“’course, we don’t want them getting poisoned if they accidentally swallow a mouthful of paint!” Nino replied.
Koki stared at the cart apprehensively. “Are these the only tools we can use?” he asked.
“Well, whatever you want, as long as you don’t use your hands,” Ohno replied.
The groups stared at the two competitors, Tegoshi looked a bit irked and had a wicked gleam if mischief in his eye, while Koki had an expression of absolute determination, his mouth set in a very strong roundabout way.
There was no way either was going down without a fight.
The two men were quickly situated in their own parts of the stage, while the rest of their group was shepherded to a corner of the stage to watch.
As the two watched their corner be set up, each was attempting to form some sort of strategy.
Their gaze met for a moment, their determination gleaming from the breadth of their irises.
“No way I’m losing!” They both yelled in unison, before the ding of the bell sounded and each bounded forward ready to tackle the obstacle.
* * *
Author's Note: Wow, it's been kind of a while hasn't it? I've actually had this written for a while, I justhadn't posted it...I know I fail. Anyway I was going to wait a bit longer to post it, but I thought it'd better to post it before I got stuck with studying for my midterms this coming week.
I hope you guys liked it, and well I hope you guys liked my 'new guests' for this round XD
Comments and criticisms are very much appreciated.
Starring: NEWS, KAT-TUN cameo's from Kanjani8 and HSJ
Rating: PG but subject to change as Jin, Ryo and Ueda have such a wonderful way with words XD
Summary: Shounnen club proudly presents its newest segment, in which two of the biggest idol groups of the country shall face each other in the biggest battle to see who shall reign supreme.
Author's Note: This is the first time I've ever written a multi-chaptered crack-fic. I'm not even really sure it's allowed, but I'm doing it anyway!
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, if I did this wouldn't be fiction. It would totally happen!
Previous Chapters
Prologue
Round one:Preparations
Round one: Cosplay
Round one: Cosplay part II
Round Two: Ueda Vs Koyama
Round Two: Ueda Vs Koyama part II
Round Three: Ryo Vs ???
Round Three: Lollipop
Round Four: Surprise
Round Four: Tag-team boxing
Round Four: Ready to rumble part I
Round Four: Ready to rumble part II
Round Five: Arts and crafts
Hikaru and Keito stared down at the purple block, marked with a small pencil.
They both attempted to contain their snickers, but Hikaru being Hikaru simply couldn’t and snickered rather loudly, with Keito trembling from laughter.
The next event would be amusing to say the least, and in Tegoshi’s case quite unexpected…
“What’s wrong?” Yamapi asked.
“N-n-noth-ing,” Hikaru stuttered out through his stifled laughter.
“Then, what’s the event?” Tegoshi asked impatiently.
Keito seemed to recover himself first, “the next event will be…the artistic challenge!”
Tegoshi blinked, what?
Masuda’s eyes widened as he bit back a laugh, Shige too seemed to be holding in a laugh as he trembled.
Really it seemed all of NEWS were busy trying to contain their laughter as even Yamapi and Ryo seemed to be visibly fighting their grins.
The members of KAT-TUN seemed to be having a similar reaction, Jin going so far as to snicker slightly.
Kamenashi had an expression of pity on his face, clearly this was one event Tegoshi couldn’t succeed in.
Koki however didn’t look all that sure, his jaw clenching and unclenching. As much he as wanted to win, he felt a bit bad for Tegoshi, having always had a soft spot for his kouhai, he didn’t relish the idea of going to head to head with him, least of all in this particular challenge.
Besides that, this was Tegoshi they were talking about, you never knew what could happen where the small boy was concerned.
* * *
“It’s in the bag,” Jin declared, “Tegoshi can’t beat our artist!”
“True, true,” Nakamaru agreed. “Nobody can out-do Koki in graphics.”
Taguchi nodded enthusiastically, “Koki-kun’s got skills!”
“Let’s not count our chickens before they’ve hatched,” Koki replied.
“Eh?”
“We can’t really undermine Tegoshi,” Koki explained. “He may suck at drawing, but we don’t know if this challenge is going to be about actual drawing.”
“It’s the artistic challenge, what else is there to art besides drawing?” Jin asked.
“Lots,” Koki replied shortly.
“Okay, say they don’t do drawing, you’d still win. Nobody can beat you in this, it’s your element.” Kamenashi said kindly.
Koki didn’t look convinced.
“Besides it’s just Tegoshi,” Nakamaru pointed out.
“Which is exactly why Koki’s worrying, it’s Tegoshi,” Kamenashi replied.
“The kid’s just a girl pretending to be a boy,” Jin said with an eyeroll, he never had liked Tegoshi all that much.
“Don’t be mean!” Koki lectured
“I’m not being mean,” Jin replied.
“You were, Tegoshi’s not a little weakling, he’s really competitive.”
Nakamaru stared at him thoughtfully, “I guess that’s true, he can be a handful.”
“There’s a reason he’s so spoiled,” Ueda said. “He knows how to get exactly what he wants.”
“Well, he’s not exactly diabolical,” Kamenashi said, springing to Tegoshi’s defense.
“How long have you known him exactly?” Koki asked, arching an eyebrow at the younger many.
“A while,” Kamenashi replied.
“Clearly not long enough,” Ueda stated.
“Looks like Tegoshi-kun’s got to Kame,” Taguchi said.
The group blinked at him, and in unison all turned to stare at Kamenashi.
“Well, maybe we will have to worry,” Jin relented. “Just a bit.”
* * *
“We’re so gonna lose,” Ryo said, stiffly getting himself into a chair, he was still rather sore.
“Don’t be so negative Ryo-chan,” Koyama replied as he helped Ryo adjust his stiff limbs into the chair.
“I’m being realistic, not negative,” Ryo said defensively.
“Have some faith will you?” Shige cut in, his voice slightly high as he pressed a small bag of ice onto his abdomen. He may have won the round, but he had gotten himself quite a few bruises in the process.
However even through his pain he still had the strange keen sense of knowing when someone was being pushed around, in this instance it was Tegoshi.
Tegoshi may get away with many things, he may even get a little cheeky with senpai, but never with his beloved Ryo-chan. And so the youngest member silently sat throwing Ryo worried looks, dejectedly biting his lower lip.
“He doesn’t mean that,” Masuda said, giving Tegoshi light pat on the back.
Tegoshi didn’t respond.
“Have faith in what? A miracle?” Ryo replied, cringing as he sat himself up. “There’s no way we can win, it’s Koki, I mean the guy’s been approached by clothing lines, and asked to design things!”
“Well, so has Tegoshi,” Masuda pointed out.
“And then a pair of comedians laughed at them,” Ryo said.
“But you don’t know how they’re going to tally the points for the event, you don’t even know what the events actually going to be, for all you know it could be a contest of whoever can make the best outfit for a group date!” Shige replied.
“Koki would win.”
“Last time I checked Johnny’s didn’t really like chains and bling on their idols,” Yamapi pointed out.
“Exactly, Tegoshi’s more conventional, and he can easily sway the audience with the proper attire,” Shige added.
Ryo remained silent, thinking over the information presented.
“Shige can help him too,” Masuda piped up.
“Help how?” Shige asked, confused.
“Well you’re an artist, and a photographer, maybe you could teach Tegoshi how to draw,” Masuda answered.
It made sense, however it wasn’t something Shige really wanted to do. Sure he got along with Tegoshi well enough, but there really was only so much he could take of the younger man, especially concerning a topic Tegoshi clearly had little interest in.
“That’s a great idea Massu!” Ryo said, “Shige you’re going to help Yuya.”
“But I-“ Shige began, but was swiftly cut off by Tegoshi.
“Please Shige, I promise I’ll work very hard!” Tegoshi pleading, his pretty, warm brown eyes widening ever so slightly.
Shige was having trouble remembering the many arguments he’d had planned, and with a defeated sigh said, “fine.”
Tegoshi beamed.
Indeed Tegoshi was a force to reckoned with.
* * *
Koki spent his week working, and in his spare time sketching out a few things, one of them by request from Nakamaru of a sleeping Taguchi.
Koki was rather proud of his finished sketch, although he supposed he may have made Taguchi’s head a bit too big, but it was supposed to be a caricature anyway.
He proudly presented it to Nakamaru, who cooed in delight. In turn Koki turned to the rest of the group that was lounging about waiting for a set change, and presented it to them as well.
Jin’s eyes widened, “SUGOI!” he cried, gingerly taking the paper in his hands and giving it a long examination.
“Is that supposed to be me?” Taguchi asked, staring down at the paper blankly,
“Duh, it says ‘sleeping Taguchi’ at the bottom doesn’t it?” Jin said with an eyeroll.
“I can read,” Taguchi replied, “but why me?” He asked.
“Oh, Nakamaru gave me the prompt for practice,” Koki replied with a shrug, causing the beat-boxer to blush down to the very roots of his hair.
Did Koki really have to go and say that?
Kame gave Nakamaru a knowing smile before averting Taguchi’s attention to an incoming Ueda.
Jin however let out a laugh, and began a small chant of , “Nakamaru and Tagu-“ before he was heavily thumped on the head by Ueda.
“Try not being annoying,” Ueda suggested.
Jin pouted, before turning away and sulking in the corner.
“Ready for this?” Ueda asked.
Koki gave him a terse smile, “as I’ll ever be.”
* * *
Tegoshi was bored, he’d been wandering around behind Shige in a museum for the past hour and a half, just looking at paintings.
Not to say that Tegoshi hated art, but after the first twenty minutes of starring at the picture of a landscape he’d decided art really wasn’t for him.
“Look at the balance in this picture,” Shige said, pointing to what looked like another painting of a pond.
“And just check out that texture,” Shige said awed. “I wonder how he managed to smooth out the lines of the ripples, I don’t think there’s a brush that does that type of line.”
Tegoshi let out a long sigh. “Are we done yet?” He piqued.
“Hmm?”
“Are we DONE yet?” Tegoshi repeated.
“That depends, do you know how to bring balance to a painting?” Shige replied.
Tegoshi didn’t respond.
“I guess we’re not done yet.”
Tegoshi really hated Shige sometimes.
It was nearly three hours later that Shige had relented to leaving, although it seemed Tegoshi had gained very little from all the time in the museum.
“Maybe we should try photography,” Shige suggested, as they drove through the city.
“Is that even really art?” Tegoshi asked.
“Of course it is,” Shige replied.
Tegoshi let out an exasperated sigh.
Shige gave Tegoshi a rather tired look, “maybe we’ll just stick to showing you how to draw a rabbit.”
Tegoshi broke out into a smile, “now that’s real art!”
Shige knew he should have just said no.
It took quite a few tries, but after his 16th attempt Tegoshi successfully managed to draw what appeared to be a rabbit. It was by no means a good rabbit, but at least nobody could mistake it for a penguin when they looked at it.
As the day of the event drew nearer the group slowly started to panic, Ryo refused to panic until the day of, while Yamapi and Masuda seemed to try coping by pretending they’d forgotten that they were actually competing.
Koyama alone seemed to be holding onto a shred of hope that Tegoshi could possibly learn the basics of sketching anything.
“What is that?” Ryo asked, giving the sheet of paper Tegoshi was proudly showing him a shrewd glance.
“A giraffe,” Tegoshi replied. “Don’t you like it Ryo-chan?”
Ryo wasn’t sure if he should just nod and placate Tegoshi or if he should yell at Shige for not doing his job properly.
“Well it doesn’t look like a tiger,” Masuda said, peering over Ryo’s head at the drawing.
“You can kinda tell it’s a giraffe,” Yamapi conceded.
“If you were blind in one eye,” Ryo muttered, earning a stiff elbow to the stomach from Yamapi.
Tegoshi didn’t seem all that perturbed by the reation he was getting from Ryo, he merely sat silently starring at his senpai with wide eyes and a sideways tilted head.
The room remained blissfully silent, save for Koyama’s positive remarks about Tegoshi being very sweet.
By now the group had somewhat gotten used to the waiting, and weren’t all that surprised when a new PA entered the room, this one looking just as frazzled as the last few had been.
As the group slowly filed out of the room Shige couldn’t help but make a note that perhaps the company aught to try getting PA’s that weren’t females, and that weren’t easily distracted by their antics.
* * *
The groups were again assembled on either side of the stage and were assailed by the loud cheers that they’d become rather used to these past few weeks, however the cries this week seemed, if possible even louder than any other time.
“Domo!” was the greeting the two groups received from their senpais.
Standing center stage, sharing bright smiles were Nino and Ohno of Arashi.
Almost instinctively Ryo shifted his position away from the center to the very edge of group, almost hidden behind Koyama’s tall form. No matter how long he knew and worked with Nino, Ryo had never gotten used to his senpai’s very liberal use of affection.
“Well that explains a lot,” Kamenashi muttered to himself, only members of Arashi would bring about such a reaction from the audience.
“How are you all?” Nino asked, brightly, giving them all a smile.
Ryo positively cringed, ducking even further behind Koyama, hoping not to be seen.
The audience seemed to answer for the assembled group by screaming.
Taguchi wasn’t sure, but he thought he even heard a few cries of ‘OHMIYA!’ from the audience, however before he could make his thought out loud he was interrupted by Ueda who, threw a possessive arm around him, and literally pulled the taller man closer, and whispered ‘shhhh!’
Nakamaru observed this of the corner of his eye and tried not to pout.
“Let’s start the challenge, shall we?” Ohno suggested.
“Right you are, Leader,” Nino nodded in agreement.
Together the two pulled their shared envelope open and quickly read the contents.
“Hmmm, this seems interesting,” Ohno stated thoughtfully.
“Koki-kun, Tegoshi-kun?” Nino called, herding the two forward to the center.
“You’ll be facing eachother in the artistic challenge,” he said.
“Which means you’ll have to do some art,” Ohno said.
No one said a word.
Except that is Nino, “You two are going to have exactly twenty minutes to make the most beautiful painting using only your bodies, except for your hands.”
Koki’s eyes widened, they were gonna what?!
“What do you mean no hands?” Shige politely interrupted.
“Meaning they can use any part of their body to paint on this canvas except for their hands,” Ohno explained.
Tegoshi thought for a moment, maybe this wouldn’t be too bad.
“These are the materials you’ll be allowed to use,” Nino said, indicating at the heavy carts a few juniors were wheeling out. Stacked upon the carts were large containers of pudding, chocolate and what looked like ketchup, mayonnaise and other condiments, along with a few pans and rather miniscule brushes.
“They’re using food?” Jin asked, astonished.
“’course, we don’t want them getting poisoned if they accidentally swallow a mouthful of paint!” Nino replied.
Koki stared at the cart apprehensively. “Are these the only tools we can use?” he asked.
“Well, whatever you want, as long as you don’t use your hands,” Ohno replied.
The groups stared at the two competitors, Tegoshi looked a bit irked and had a wicked gleam if mischief in his eye, while Koki had an expression of absolute determination, his mouth set in a very strong roundabout way.
There was no way either was going down without a fight.
The two men were quickly situated in their own parts of the stage, while the rest of their group was shepherded to a corner of the stage to watch.
As the two watched their corner be set up, each was attempting to form some sort of strategy.
Their gaze met for a moment, their determination gleaming from the breadth of their irises.
“No way I’m losing!” They both yelled in unison, before the ding of the bell sounded and each bounded forward ready to tackle the obstacle.
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Author's Note: Wow, it's been kind of a while hasn't it? I've actually had this written for a while, I justhadn't posted it...I know I fail. Anyway I was going to wait a bit longer to post it, but I thought it'd better to post it before I got stuck with studying for my midterms this coming week.
I hope you guys liked it, and well I hope you guys liked my 'new guests' for this round XD
Comments and criticisms are very much appreciated.