[Hanazakari no Kimitachi e] Adventures in Babysitting
Title: Adventures in Babysitting
Genre: CRACK
Rating: PG
Pairing: Akiha x Umeda
Disclaimer: Very much not mine.
Summary: He's on the way home when he gets the phone call.
Notes: For ninjatrauma who asked for Akiha/Umeda with the prompt babysitting. This is all her fault, and she totally knows why. >:(
He's on the way home when he gets the phone call.
Hurried, harried, borderline panicked. The screaming and wailing in the background accompanied by ominous crashes does nothing to set his mind at ease.
"Sempai!" There's a manic edge to the idiot's voice that he's never heard before, but a second later he hears a scream and high-pitched wailing.
"I could..."
He frowns as he catches what sounds like breaking glass.
"I could use some help, if you don't - Don't touch that!"
The line goes dead, and he stares at it for a moment before shoving it into his jacket pocket. He considers his options, but really...there's -
His phone rings again and when he answers the idiot reels off an address right before the sirens start and the phone goes dead again. A glance at his watch shows that he might make the next train if he double-times it, but the address the idiot gave him is only a few minutes away and...
Scowling, he flips his phone shut and stalks in the opposite direction of the train station.
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The idiot rips the door open as soon as he lifts his finger from the buzzer, and he just...stares for a long, long moment at the screaming, crying child clinging to his neck and the one wrapped around one leg. There's a movie playing in the background, which explains the sirens and explosions, but not much else.
"What the hell did you do?"
The idiot looks like he's mere seconds from all-out tears himself, hair messy and disheveled with his clothes covered in food stains and...other things he's pretty sure are related to the bawling children.
"Sempai!" The idiot flings himself at him, limpets and all, bringing them all to the floor, arms tight around him even as he presses his face against his chest and murmurs what sounds like a repeated mantra of 'thankyouthankyouthankyou'.
It isn't until he manages to peel the idiot off and gets the children settled down in front of the television with children's show on that he gets the story out of the idiot.
The whole horrible, horrible, stupid story.
"Let me get this straight," he says, angry with the idiot for getting himself in this mess in the first place. "You were blackmailed - "
"It wasn't blackmail," the idiot protests, sticking his arm out of the bathroom for the borrowed bathrobe he's holding. "It was...a...a favor."
"A favor."
The idiot makes a noise of agreement and the bathroom door clicks shut between them. "They needed someone to watch the kids and the apartment for the day, and the clerk at the video store said that they would like the movie - "
He's had a good look at the DVD cover, and while he's no expert, he doubts small children should be watching monster movies with bloodsucking creatures from South America.
"They liked the Godzilla movie." The idiot points out, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway, damp hair loose around his shoulders and looking far, far better than he had earlier. "But they didn't really like the one with the aliens or the - "
He tunes the idiot out and just...looks at him, because...well.
"They're children." He says. "You'll be lucky if they don't tell their parents about this."
Actually, he'll be lucky if the kids aren't permanently traumatized.
The idiot sighs and rubs his forehead. "I know. I don't think they like me."
There's nothing he can really say to that, because the kids had given the idiot a wide berth after he'd managed to get everything straightened out, eyes wide and wary. He's trying to come up with a way to make the idiot feel...well...like maybe the whole situation wasn't his fault for being an idiot, but the soft scuff of approaching feet draws his attention.
They look up to see the kids smiling hopefully at them, hands clasped together. The little girl edges towards the idiot with a movie held up towards him in what can only be a peace overture and he almost, almost, smiles when the idiot shoots a startled look at him.
"You want to watch this?" The idiot asks her, crouching in front of the little girl so they're face-to-face.
The girl bites her lip and looks over at her brother for support before breaking out into a shy smile and nodding.
"Okay!" The idiot chirps, beaming at her. "Let's go!"
The little girl slips her hand from her brother's grip and reaches for the idiot, tugging him down the hall and into the living room, staring up at him the whole time with something akin to -
"I liked the movie." The boy says suddenly, and he looks down to see him looking everywhere but at him. "The thing with the goat was really neat, but she doesn't like scary things, so I have to look out for her."
He raises an eyebrow at that and the boy sticks his chin out stubbornly. "Well, I do."
"Sempai! The movie's starting!" The idiot calls, and he rolls his eyes, amused to see the boy mirroring the gesture.
"Come on," the boy tells him, grabbing his sleeve to pull him along. "We need to make sure they don't get in any more trouble."
He's pretty sure he isn't actually smiling as he follows along behind the little boy, but it's a close thing.
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Chupacabra
:D :D :D :D :D
Genre: CRACK
Rating: PG
Pairing: Akiha x Umeda
Disclaimer: Very much not mine.
Summary: He's on the way home when he gets the phone call.
Notes: For ninjatrauma who asked for Akiha/Umeda with the prompt babysitting. This is all her fault, and she totally knows why. >:(
He's on the way home when he gets the phone call.
Hurried, harried, borderline panicked. The screaming and wailing in the background accompanied by ominous crashes does nothing to set his mind at ease.
"Sempai!" There's a manic edge to the idiot's voice that he's never heard before, but a second later he hears a scream and high-pitched wailing.
"I could..."
He frowns as he catches what sounds like breaking glass.
"I could use some help, if you don't - Don't touch that!"
The line goes dead, and he stares at it for a moment before shoving it into his jacket pocket. He considers his options, but really...there's -
His phone rings again and when he answers the idiot reels off an address right before the sirens start and the phone goes dead again. A glance at his watch shows that he might make the next train if he double-times it, but the address the idiot gave him is only a few minutes away and...
Scowling, he flips his phone shut and stalks in the opposite direction of the train station.
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====
The idiot rips the door open as soon as he lifts his finger from the buzzer, and he just...stares for a long, long moment at the screaming, crying child clinging to his neck and the one wrapped around one leg. There's a movie playing in the background, which explains the sirens and explosions, but not much else.
"What the hell did you do?"
The idiot looks like he's mere seconds from all-out tears himself, hair messy and disheveled with his clothes covered in food stains and...other things he's pretty sure are related to the bawling children.
"Sempai!" The idiot flings himself at him, limpets and all, bringing them all to the floor, arms tight around him even as he presses his face against his chest and murmurs what sounds like a repeated mantra of 'thankyouthankyouthankyou'.
It isn't until he manages to peel the idiot off and gets the children settled down in front of the television with children's show on that he gets the story out of the idiot.
The whole horrible, horrible, stupid story.
"Let me get this straight," he says, angry with the idiot for getting himself in this mess in the first place. "You were blackmailed - "
"It wasn't blackmail," the idiot protests, sticking his arm out of the bathroom for the borrowed bathrobe he's holding. "It was...a...a favor."
"A favor."
The idiot makes a noise of agreement and the bathroom door clicks shut between them. "They needed someone to watch the kids and the apartment for the day, and the clerk at the video store said that they would like the movie - "
He's had a good look at the DVD cover, and while he's no expert, he doubts small children should be watching monster movies with bloodsucking creatures from South America.
"They liked the Godzilla movie." The idiot points out, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway, damp hair loose around his shoulders and looking far, far better than he had earlier. "But they didn't really like the one with the aliens or the - "
He tunes the idiot out and just...looks at him, because...well.
"They're children." He says. "You'll be lucky if they don't tell their parents about this."
Actually, he'll be lucky if the kids aren't permanently traumatized.
The idiot sighs and rubs his forehead. "I know. I don't think they like me."
There's nothing he can really say to that, because the kids had given the idiot a wide berth after he'd managed to get everything straightened out, eyes wide and wary. He's trying to come up with a way to make the idiot feel...well...like maybe the whole situation wasn't his fault for being an idiot, but the soft scuff of approaching feet draws his attention.
They look up to see the kids smiling hopefully at them, hands clasped together. The little girl edges towards the idiot with a movie held up towards him in what can only be a peace overture and he almost, almost, smiles when the idiot shoots a startled look at him.
"You want to watch this?" The idiot asks her, crouching in front of the little girl so they're face-to-face.
The girl bites her lip and looks over at her brother for support before breaking out into a shy smile and nodding.
"Okay!" The idiot chirps, beaming at her. "Let's go!"
The little girl slips her hand from her brother's grip and reaches for the idiot, tugging him down the hall and into the living room, staring up at him the whole time with something akin to -
"I liked the movie." The boy says suddenly, and he looks down to see him looking everywhere but at him. "The thing with the goat was really neat, but she doesn't like scary things, so I have to look out for her."
He raises an eyebrow at that and the boy sticks his chin out stubbornly. "Well, I do."
"Sempai! The movie's starting!" The idiot calls, and he rolls his eyes, amused to see the boy mirroring the gesture.
"Come on," the boy tells him, grabbing his sleeve to pull him along. "We need to make sure they don't get in any more trouble."
He's pretty sure he isn't actually smiling as he follows along behind the little boy, but it's a close thing.
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Chupacabra
:D :D :D :D :D