First Drabble-Off.
Started when partypaprika challenged tinyangl to a drabble-off. The rules were simple. The first drabble had a prompt, but following drabbles had to take its prompt from the drabble before it, and the other person supplied the pairing. Our results?
Start!
partypaprika: Prompt: blackboard, map, or crayon. pairing: Tegopi
Tegopi by tinyangl
Yamapi stared as Tegoshi pointed at the location that he was supposed to go to for his show. He blinked at the map, then at Tegoshi, then back at the map. "You...You can't be serious." Yamapi stammered, his hands shaking.
Tegoshi beamed, "Yeah! They trust me so much to go over there, can you believe it?!"
Yamapi gaped, "You're excited?!"
Tegoshi frowned, taking a seat next to Yamapi. "Of course! It's supposed to be gorgeous. Angel Falls, after all. ....Aren't you excited for me?"
Yamapi blinked back his fear. "Of course I am!" he lied, trying to reassure the younger boy. "I was just a little stunned that the company would allow you to do something like this."
Believing in Yamapi's words, Tegoshi's frown disappeared as a smile replaced it, "Yeah! It took a bit of time to convince them, but they think I can do it. And I'm so excited!"
Yamapi nodded numbly. He couldn't stop Tegoshi from going. He knew that. But he wondered how he'd ever protect him if he was so far away. Protect him from everything and anything. At least by his side, Yamapi could do his job. But what now?
tinyangl: your pairing: Ryoda!
Ryoda by partypaprika
Angels Falls? What the hell Ryo glared at the street sign, as if expecting it to magically change its letters. When nothing happened after a minute, Ueda sighed in Ryo’s direction, looking tragically bored.
“Just admit that we’re lost,” Ueda remarked before flipping his hair back.
“Oh shut up, Princess.” Ryo snapped back. “This is all your fault in the first place.”
“My fault? MY FAULT?” Ueda yelled. “You got us kicked out of the car in the first place. You couldn’t have kept your insipid remarks to yourself for once?”
“I wouldn’t have had to if you happened to have a decent fashion sense and stopped being a freak.” Ryo said smugly.
Ueda’s eyes narrowed and he said in a low voice, “Say that again.” Ryo, never one to back down from a challenge, did.
Ueda threw himself at Ryo, pushing him against the wall. Ryo pushed Ueda back against the other alleyway wall, and they soon were a whirlwind of punching, hitting, and biting, that only ended with Ryo’s lips on Ueda’s.
When they broke apart, panting, Ueda said in a weak voice, “I think I see our studio.”
partypaprika: PAIRING SHIGETEGO!
Shigetego by tinyangl
It wasn't often that Shige felt aggressive. He was always the one in the background. The one ignored. The one pushed aside. But whenever he was around Tegoshi, it was the exact opposite.
Hidden away in one of the empty studio rooms, Shige pushed Tegoshi against a wall; his mouth pressed roughly against the younger boy's, trying to throw all his frustration and irritation into that one kiss. He broke away and stared into Tegoshi's questioning eyes, filled with trust and love. "No," Shige hissed so low that Tegoshi could barely hear it. He then pressed his lips against Tegoshi's again, shutting his eyes tightly so that he wouldn't see Tegoshi's haunting eyes.
"Shigeaki," Tegoshi moaned when Shige's mouth trailed from his lips to his neck and Shige growled, pressing his hands into Tegoshi's hips. Tegoshi bit at his lip as the pressure grew harder and harder.
"Don't call me that," Shige growled, "You know the rules."
Tegoshi nodded numbly, eyes shut and he purred as Shige licked a path up Tegoshi's neck up to his ear, nibbling slightly at its rim. Shige smiled inwardly at the reaction. It was only with Tegoshi that he felt like he could be powerful and Tegoshi was more than happy to let him. However, Shige wondered how much of himself he gave to Tegoshi, especially when Tegoshi looked at him with those eyes, but when the younger male made noises of pleasure, those thoughts disappeared and all Shige could do was ride the wave.
tinyangl: PIN!
Pin by partypaprika
The studio room was mostly empty, like the rest of the building. Everyone had gone home for the evening, leaving the costumes carefully placed, the dressing rooms cleaned, and the showers all washed out. Well, everyone except for two lone figures in the mostly empty studio room.
“You know, maybe we can scale down the side of the building. Like spiderman?”
“Jin. I’m not exactly pleased with your ideas right now. You were the one who wanted to work on those stupid hip rolls.”
“Well, I was having a little difficulty! If anyone could help out, it would be you.”
Yamapi smiled a little, placated by Jin’s words. “I guess that’s true…but still, I could be having my nice curry dinner, instead I’m sitting here in an empty room with NO food and NO way out.” Jin looked sheepishly at the half door knob lying on the floor in front of him.
“We could try running at the door aga….” Jin didn’t even finish before Yamapi gave him a withering look. They both sat there in silence for a couple minutes with Jin slightly squirming in hunger/boredom.
Yamapi seemed to come to some type of consensus because he turned to Jin and fixed him with his sexiest look and started playing with Jin’s hair. “You know what we could do….”
Jin gulped. “Pi….but what if someone sees us?” Yamapi refused to dignify Jin’s idiotic statement with a response and went straight for Jin’s lips.
It came as a bit of a shock for Yamapi, several minutes later, to be rudely pushed back by Jin. “What the fuck are you doing?” He demanded angrily.
Jin gulped and tried to form a coherent sentence. “Oh…oh…oh….”
Yamapi sighed. “I understand that I am all powerful with my mouth and I might have short-circuited your brain, but what do you think you’re doing?”
“Oh…oh…oh…”
“WHAT?!”
And then a new voice cut through the air. “I think he’s trying to say, ‘Over there, some genius figured out that us horny imbeciles had gotten locked in the building.’”
“Oh SHIT,” Jin finally got out. “It’s RYO.”
partypaprika: koyamass!
Koyamass by tinyangl
Koyama thought it'd be a cold day in hell when Massu would ever ask him for help in dancing. After all, he had always thought that the younger male was, without a doubt, the best dancer of NewS and Koyama was nowhere near that level. Granted, Massu had been asking for help about Chirarizumu (one of Koyama's performances) so it did make a little sense.
They had been practicing for a least 2 hours when Koyama suddenly heard Massu's stomach growling. Koyama laughed a little and said, "Let's take a break. I think we're just about done. Just some final touches, ne?"
Massu beamed at Koyama's words and he bobbed his head enthusiastically in agreement, "Thanks, Koyama-kun! I really appreciate this." He grabbed a nearby towel, using it for himself as he grabbed a second and tossed it over to Koyama.
The older male grinned back (it was hard not to when Massu smiled at you like that) and started to dab himself with said towel. He watched in amusement as Massu pulled out a nutritional bar from inside of his bag. He held up one to Koyama who shook his head and the younger male shrugged and returned it. "Do you always have something to eat on you?" Koyama asked mildly curious.
Massu put his finger to his chin and appeared to think about it. "I guess," he finally answered, shrugging again as he took another bite. He turned to look at Koyama, "I feel like I want to help in some way with our group." Koyama felt like he could hear the trailing sound of "since I can't do anything else" implied in Massu's tone which felt odd and strange. Massu continued, "And considering how often we work, carrying around food in any type of form is the best I can do." His smile didn't quite meet his eyes and Koyama wondered how often Massu felt as though he wasn't of any help.
"Thank you," Koyama murmured, his voice sounding oddly hollow in his ears as did Massu's following laugh.
"It's not a big deal, Koyama-kun," Massu said cheerfully, tilting his head to the side slightly. He moved to throw away his nutritional bar wrapper and then turned back to Koyama, "Continue?"
Koyama nodded, tossing the towel back onto the table and moving into position. He carried on with the steps like it was second nature and as he listened to Massu's steady breathing, he thought that maybe, despite what Massu said, he was as integral to the group as Koyama or as Yamapi was. Koyama beamed as he watched Massu's perfect steps and nodded, pleased. Definitely integral.
tinyangl: pairing: ohno/nino!
Ohmiya by partypaprika
Jun couldn’t wait for this dance rehearsal to end; he felt that he might faint because he was so hungry. And even if everyone in Arashi had missed Jun’s slightly pale face or the way he kept staring at the choreographer’s breakfast, they couldn’t have missed his stomach when in growled for the seventh time that morning. He could’ve sworn he heard Nino snickering in the back, but when he had turned around Nino’s face had been the picture of innocence. Which had worried Jun infinitely.
Jun didn’t want to see that he didn’t trust his bandmate or that he thought that Nino would intentionally hurt him, but well, when it came down to it, Nino had a habit of…being mean to others. So when rehearsal finally finished, he decided to just go back to the room, relax and eat his nutritional bar. Nino could plot whatever nefarious scheme he had, and Jun could relax and wait for Nino to spring said nefarious plan on him. It would work out.
Jun snuck back to the room, careful to avoid catching the attention of Nino. When he entered the room, he heaved a sigh of relief before opening up his bag and taking out his source of nourishment. He was all set to go, when Nino bounced into the room, took one look at Jun and the opened nutritional bar, smiled and grabbed the bar.
“HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!” Jun yelled, his temper already a bit short. Nino just smiled and before Jun could stop him, licked the bar all over. Jun groaned and sat down in the chair glaring at Nino.
“Actually, I’m not really that hungry.” Nino said before handing the bar back as Ohno walked into the room.
“Well, now neither am I.” Jun said. “I don’t want that bar.” And without saying anything, Ohno swooped in for the bar, demolishing it within one bite.
“That’s gross,” Jun said. “Nino licked that. It’s like indirectly kissing that spiteful imp.”
“Eh…” said Ohno. “Nothing new there.”
partypaprika: one of my favorites! Jun/Jin!
Jun/Jin by tinyangl
Nobody in the room moved after they heard the loud screech that came out of Jin's mouth. They stared as he pointed at Jun with a shaky hand, his eyes wide with horror and his mouth forming a perfect "O." Jun licked his lips uncomfortably as he asked, "What's... the matter, Akanishi?" He capped the water bottle in his hand, just for something to do with his hands.
Jin's look of horror moved from his gaze on the bottle to meet Jun's eyes. "That's... that's mine!" he shrieked, flailing his arms whichever way.
Everyone in the room rolled their eyes and went back to whatever they had been doing. Jun, on the other hand, gaped at Jin. "Are you fucking joking?!"
Jin snatched the water bottle from Jun, cradling it in his hands. "Oh, water bottle," he sobbed dramtically. "You have been tainted! But it was a good fight-o while it lasted." He said the words "good fight-o" in english and Jun had to resist from smacking his forehead.
"Akanishi. What the fuck are you talking about?" Jun asked. He could feel the impending headache coming on and he moved to massage one of his temples.
Jin looked up from the bottle and his lower lip quivered as he faced Jun. "I can't drink from it anymore!" He sniffled once and his voice went a pitch lower as he whispered, sounding slightly scandalized, "It'd be an indirect kissu."
Jun felt like smacking the younger male. Why did he have to deal with this insanity so early in the morning (not minding the fact that it was really 3 in the afternoon)? He rolled his eyes as he moved to grab Jin by the arm. The younger male screamed in his ear when Jun had yanked him close, but all noise was silenced when Jun covered Jin's mouth with his own. A few seconds of (amazing) silence, Jun pulled away, an eyebrow raised. "Now will you shut up about that stupid water bottle?"
Jin blinked up at Jun, tilting his head to the side. "Sure..." he said, his voice sounding a little muted. When Jun breathed out a sigh of relief, the younger male continued, "but only if you do that a lot more." Jun glared at Jin, but he only beamed in return. Jun shook his head in frustration and acceptance. It wasn't as though Jun minded anyway.
tinyangl: Ryopi!
Unfortunately, partypaprika just couldn't write it.
So... End result? tinyangl's win! ^_^
And then we started again.
Start!
partypaprika: Prompt: blackboard, map, or crayon. pairing: Tegopi
Tegopi by tinyangl
Yamapi stared as Tegoshi pointed at the location that he was supposed to go to for his show. He blinked at the map, then at Tegoshi, then back at the map. "You...You can't be serious." Yamapi stammered, his hands shaking.
Tegoshi beamed, "Yeah! They trust me so much to go over there, can you believe it?!"
Yamapi gaped, "You're excited?!"
Tegoshi frowned, taking a seat next to Yamapi. "Of course! It's supposed to be gorgeous. Angel Falls, after all. ....Aren't you excited for me?"
Yamapi blinked back his fear. "Of course I am!" he lied, trying to reassure the younger boy. "I was just a little stunned that the company would allow you to do something like this."
Believing in Yamapi's words, Tegoshi's frown disappeared as a smile replaced it, "Yeah! It took a bit of time to convince them, but they think I can do it. And I'm so excited!"
Yamapi nodded numbly. He couldn't stop Tegoshi from going. He knew that. But he wondered how he'd ever protect him if he was so far away. Protect him from everything and anything. At least by his side, Yamapi could do his job. But what now?
tinyangl: your pairing: Ryoda!
Ryoda by partypaprika
Angels Falls? What the hell Ryo glared at the street sign, as if expecting it to magically change its letters. When nothing happened after a minute, Ueda sighed in Ryo’s direction, looking tragically bored.
“Just admit that we’re lost,” Ueda remarked before flipping his hair back.
“Oh shut up, Princess.” Ryo snapped back. “This is all your fault in the first place.”
“My fault? MY FAULT?” Ueda yelled. “You got us kicked out of the car in the first place. You couldn’t have kept your insipid remarks to yourself for once?”
“I wouldn’t have had to if you happened to have a decent fashion sense and stopped being a freak.” Ryo said smugly.
Ueda’s eyes narrowed and he said in a low voice, “Say that again.” Ryo, never one to back down from a challenge, did.
Ueda threw himself at Ryo, pushing him against the wall. Ryo pushed Ueda back against the other alleyway wall, and they soon were a whirlwind of punching, hitting, and biting, that only ended with Ryo’s lips on Ueda’s.
When they broke apart, panting, Ueda said in a weak voice, “I think I see our studio.”
partypaprika: PAIRING SHIGETEGO!
Shigetego by tinyangl
It wasn't often that Shige felt aggressive. He was always the one in the background. The one ignored. The one pushed aside. But whenever he was around Tegoshi, it was the exact opposite.
Hidden away in one of the empty studio rooms, Shige pushed Tegoshi against a wall; his mouth pressed roughly against the younger boy's, trying to throw all his frustration and irritation into that one kiss. He broke away and stared into Tegoshi's questioning eyes, filled with trust and love. "No," Shige hissed so low that Tegoshi could barely hear it. He then pressed his lips against Tegoshi's again, shutting his eyes tightly so that he wouldn't see Tegoshi's haunting eyes.
"Shigeaki," Tegoshi moaned when Shige's mouth trailed from his lips to his neck and Shige growled, pressing his hands into Tegoshi's hips. Tegoshi bit at his lip as the pressure grew harder and harder.
"Don't call me that," Shige growled, "You know the rules."
Tegoshi nodded numbly, eyes shut and he purred as Shige licked a path up Tegoshi's neck up to his ear, nibbling slightly at its rim. Shige smiled inwardly at the reaction. It was only with Tegoshi that he felt like he could be powerful and Tegoshi was more than happy to let him. However, Shige wondered how much of himself he gave to Tegoshi, especially when Tegoshi looked at him with those eyes, but when the younger male made noises of pleasure, those thoughts disappeared and all Shige could do was ride the wave.
tinyangl: PIN!
Pin by partypaprika
The studio room was mostly empty, like the rest of the building. Everyone had gone home for the evening, leaving the costumes carefully placed, the dressing rooms cleaned, and the showers all washed out. Well, everyone except for two lone figures in the mostly empty studio room.
“You know, maybe we can scale down the side of the building. Like spiderman?”
“Jin. I’m not exactly pleased with your ideas right now. You were the one who wanted to work on those stupid hip rolls.”
“Well, I was having a little difficulty! If anyone could help out, it would be you.”
Yamapi smiled a little, placated by Jin’s words. “I guess that’s true…but still, I could be having my nice curry dinner, instead I’m sitting here in an empty room with NO food and NO way out.” Jin looked sheepishly at the half door knob lying on the floor in front of him.
“We could try running at the door aga….” Jin didn’t even finish before Yamapi gave him a withering look. They both sat there in silence for a couple minutes with Jin slightly squirming in hunger/boredom.
Yamapi seemed to come to some type of consensus because he turned to Jin and fixed him with his sexiest look and started playing with Jin’s hair. “You know what we could do….”
Jin gulped. “Pi….but what if someone sees us?” Yamapi refused to dignify Jin’s idiotic statement with a response and went straight for Jin’s lips.
It came as a bit of a shock for Yamapi, several minutes later, to be rudely pushed back by Jin. “What the fuck are you doing?” He demanded angrily.
Jin gulped and tried to form a coherent sentence. “Oh…oh…oh….”
Yamapi sighed. “I understand that I am all powerful with my mouth and I might have short-circuited your brain, but what do you think you’re doing?”
“Oh…oh…oh…”
“WHAT?!”
And then a new voice cut through the air. “I think he’s trying to say, ‘Over there, some genius figured out that us horny imbeciles had gotten locked in the building.’”
“Oh SHIT,” Jin finally got out. “It’s RYO.”
partypaprika: koyamass!
Koyamass by tinyangl
Koyama thought it'd be a cold day in hell when Massu would ever ask him for help in dancing. After all, he had always thought that the younger male was, without a doubt, the best dancer of NewS and Koyama was nowhere near that level. Granted, Massu had been asking for help about Chirarizumu (one of Koyama's performances) so it did make a little sense.
They had been practicing for a least 2 hours when Koyama suddenly heard Massu's stomach growling. Koyama laughed a little and said, "Let's take a break. I think we're just about done. Just some final touches, ne?"
Massu beamed at Koyama's words and he bobbed his head enthusiastically in agreement, "Thanks, Koyama-kun! I really appreciate this." He grabbed a nearby towel, using it for himself as he grabbed a second and tossed it over to Koyama.
The older male grinned back (it was hard not to when Massu smiled at you like that) and started to dab himself with said towel. He watched in amusement as Massu pulled out a nutritional bar from inside of his bag. He held up one to Koyama who shook his head and the younger male shrugged and returned it. "Do you always have something to eat on you?" Koyama asked mildly curious.
Massu put his finger to his chin and appeared to think about it. "I guess," he finally answered, shrugging again as he took another bite. He turned to look at Koyama, "I feel like I want to help in some way with our group." Koyama felt like he could hear the trailing sound of "since I can't do anything else" implied in Massu's tone which felt odd and strange. Massu continued, "And considering how often we work, carrying around food in any type of form is the best I can do." His smile didn't quite meet his eyes and Koyama wondered how often Massu felt as though he wasn't of any help.
"Thank you," Koyama murmured, his voice sounding oddly hollow in his ears as did Massu's following laugh.
"It's not a big deal, Koyama-kun," Massu said cheerfully, tilting his head to the side slightly. He moved to throw away his nutritional bar wrapper and then turned back to Koyama, "Continue?"
Koyama nodded, tossing the towel back onto the table and moving into position. He carried on with the steps like it was second nature and as he listened to Massu's steady breathing, he thought that maybe, despite what Massu said, he was as integral to the group as Koyama or as Yamapi was. Koyama beamed as he watched Massu's perfect steps and nodded, pleased. Definitely integral.
tinyangl: pairing: ohno/nino!
Ohmiya by partypaprika
Jun couldn’t wait for this dance rehearsal to end; he felt that he might faint because he was so hungry. And even if everyone in Arashi had missed Jun’s slightly pale face or the way he kept staring at the choreographer’s breakfast, they couldn’t have missed his stomach when in growled for the seventh time that morning. He could’ve sworn he heard Nino snickering in the back, but when he had turned around Nino’s face had been the picture of innocence. Which had worried Jun infinitely.
Jun didn’t want to see that he didn’t trust his bandmate or that he thought that Nino would intentionally hurt him, but well, when it came down to it, Nino had a habit of…being mean to others. So when rehearsal finally finished, he decided to just go back to the room, relax and eat his nutritional bar. Nino could plot whatever nefarious scheme he had, and Jun could relax and wait for Nino to spring said nefarious plan on him. It would work out.
Jun snuck back to the room, careful to avoid catching the attention of Nino. When he entered the room, he heaved a sigh of relief before opening up his bag and taking out his source of nourishment. He was all set to go, when Nino bounced into the room, took one look at Jun and the opened nutritional bar, smiled and grabbed the bar.
“HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!” Jun yelled, his temper already a bit short. Nino just smiled and before Jun could stop him, licked the bar all over. Jun groaned and sat down in the chair glaring at Nino.
“Actually, I’m not really that hungry.” Nino said before handing the bar back as Ohno walked into the room.
“Well, now neither am I.” Jun said. “I don’t want that bar.” And without saying anything, Ohno swooped in for the bar, demolishing it within one bite.
“That’s gross,” Jun said. “Nino licked that. It’s like indirectly kissing that spiteful imp.”
“Eh…” said Ohno. “Nothing new there.”
partypaprika: one of my favorites! Jun/Jin!
Jun/Jin by tinyangl
Nobody in the room moved after they heard the loud screech that came out of Jin's mouth. They stared as he pointed at Jun with a shaky hand, his eyes wide with horror and his mouth forming a perfect "O." Jun licked his lips uncomfortably as he asked, "What's... the matter, Akanishi?" He capped the water bottle in his hand, just for something to do with his hands.
Jin's look of horror moved from his gaze on the bottle to meet Jun's eyes. "That's... that's mine!" he shrieked, flailing his arms whichever way.
Everyone in the room rolled their eyes and went back to whatever they had been doing. Jun, on the other hand, gaped at Jin. "Are you fucking joking?!"
Jin snatched the water bottle from Jun, cradling it in his hands. "Oh, water bottle," he sobbed dramtically. "You have been tainted! But it was a good fight-o while it lasted." He said the words "good fight-o" in english and Jun had to resist from smacking his forehead.
"Akanishi. What the fuck are you talking about?" Jun asked. He could feel the impending headache coming on and he moved to massage one of his temples.
Jin looked up from the bottle and his lower lip quivered as he faced Jun. "I can't drink from it anymore!" He sniffled once and his voice went a pitch lower as he whispered, sounding slightly scandalized, "It'd be an indirect kissu."
Jun felt like smacking the younger male. Why did he have to deal with this insanity so early in the morning (not minding the fact that it was really 3 in the afternoon)? He rolled his eyes as he moved to grab Jin by the arm. The younger male screamed in his ear when Jun had yanked him close, but all noise was silenced when Jun covered Jin's mouth with his own. A few seconds of (amazing) silence, Jun pulled away, an eyebrow raised. "Now will you shut up about that stupid water bottle?"
Jin blinked up at Jun, tilting his head to the side. "Sure..." he said, his voice sounding a little muted. When Jun breathed out a sigh of relief, the younger male continued, "but only if you do that a lot more." Jun glared at Jin, but he only beamed in return. Jun shook his head in frustration and acceptance. It wasn't as though Jun minded anyway.
tinyangl: Ryopi!
Unfortunately, partypaprika just couldn't write it.
So... End result? tinyangl's win! ^_^
And then we started again.