I get my titles from Disney songs; drabble dump #4
Give Love a Try, One More Time
HSJ, Takaki/Rubi (?), G.
He never takes her number off his phone. Sometimes he wonders what she thinks of him. He hasn’t talked to her in almost two years. The last thing he remembers is her sweet smile and her small wave of “See you later, Yuya-kun” before disappearing in the sea of people. Three days later Julie pulls him into a conference room and tells him to end it, or else the jimusho will end it for him.
He spends two days staring at his phone, unsure of what to do. The next thing he knows the pictures are everywhere, and then she’s gone. They make one mistake, and her dream is destroyed. Yet here he stands, almost two years later with a growing paycheck and a perpetual feeling of guilt.
Takaki calls Rubi her one April morning. She picks up her phone with an even, “hello?”
And suddenly the music in his head comes back.
Just Like Takaki-kun,
HSJ, Ryutaro's hamster, #3, G
The day that Ryutaro comes into practice with a hamster cage, the rest of JUMP pause from rehearsing (or, in Hikaru’s case, randomly throwing pieces of candy at Inoo) to crowd around the youngest member. “Don’t pay him any attention,” Ryutaro declares as he drapes an old blanket over the cage in hopes of camouflaging it against the costume rack.
“That thing is huge,” Hikaru says, peaking under the blanket. “It’s more of a hamster ecosystem than a cage.”
“Why is it here?” Yabu asks instead, too tired to shut Hikaru up. He opts to shove the younger boy instead.
“It’s not safe for SMD-san to stay at home,” Ryutaro replies darkly, glancing around their dressing room. “I threw bobo-can at Shintaro’s head and emptied out all of his drawers. He’s out to get me now.”
“SMD?” Takaki asks, musing over the letters in his head. “What is it? ‘SHINTARO MUST DIE’?”
A pause.
“Really?” Hikaru begins to laugh.
“Shut up!” Ryutaro snaps, throwing some hamster food at the older boy. “It’s an anagram, okay? SMD-san and I are onto great things! Don’t laugh at him.”
“Can we call him Shamu instead?” Chinen suggests, leaning over the table as he sticks a finger into the cage. SMD-san looks at him apprehensively instead.
“Shamu is a dolphin, you loser.” Ryutaro concludes before heading towards his locker for his dance shoes. “None of you shall disrupt SMD-san. He needs his beauty sleep.”
“Just like Takaki-kun,” someone remarks in the background.
Everyone Can Rock It Like a Superstar
HSJ/Kisumai/ABC-Z/Hannah Montana, G
Hannah Montana comes to Tokyo for a three-night concert, and Inoo nearly strangles Hikaru when tickets are sold out within the first ten minutes.
“It’s your fault!” Inoo shrieks after taking one look at the flashing sign on his laptop screen. “If you hadn’t spilled soda on me, I would’ve bought one on time!”
“Relax,” Yamada says as he plays with Inoo’s laptop. “She’s a celebrity, you’re a celebrity. You can get tickets. We have people for that.”
“People?” Hikaru stares when he recovers from Inoo’s Hannah-inspired violence. “What people? Who are these people you speak of?”
“You obviously don’t have any,” Yamada replies without batting an eyelash. “Or else they would have told you to never go brunet.”
“Yep, front role ticket!” Hasshi waves the slip of paper around, feeling proud of himself. He winks at HALCON3000 and then proceeds to tape some more posters of the girl on ABC-Z’s dressing room walls.
“Mine is in 2-C!” Sanada stares. “No fair! I stayed up all night just to get this ticket!”
“Maybe if you had my face, you could charm the box-office lady too.” Hasshi pauses to stare at the wall. There is no room left for his Miley Magazine cut out. This is a serious problem for Hasshi.
“I want to see Hannah up close too!” Sanada whines pitifully when Hasshi wanders off to get more picture frames. “I want to see her blonde hair and blue eyes in person!”
Nozawa face-palms and walks away.
Sanada doesn’t get any for a week.
Sanada doesn’t know why.
“I can’t believe you’re all infatuated with this girl.” Yabu sighs. “I just don’t understand it.”
“You don’t know me.” Yuto says. “What you see is only half the story, there’s another side of me.”
“I’m the girl you know, but I’m someone else too.” Inoo nods. “If you only knew.”
“I know I’m ashamed of being near you.” Ryutaro walks out of the room.
“Don’t be lame!” Yuto shouts after him. “Just pumping up the party now~”
“They’re corrupting Keito too!” Hikaru’s eyes dart furiously to Chinen showing Keito his collection of Hannah Montana CDs. “Do something about this, Dai-chan!”
Daiki is busy syncing Hannah songs to his ipod.
“She has such a nice complexion,” Yara coons as he stares at the poster.
“Don’t look at her with your dirty eyes!” Hasshi snaps.
“Our dressing room has turned into a shrine for her,” Kawai informs Kitayama during break. “I made a comment about her bangs and Hasshi wouldn’t talk to me for the rest of the day.
“I’m officially disowning you,” Ryutaro says in the scandalous voice reserved for his little brother.
“Don’t be hatin’ now.” Shintaro snorts, his blonde wig already falling halfway off. “I was told that this will score me free tickets to the concert.”
“Did it?”
“No.” Shintaro frowns. “But only because Taiga has girlier legs!”
Senga downloads season one of the show on Nikaido’s laptop, just for fun. He ends up hiding in the bathroom and skipping practice just to marathon the first thirty episodes. “But I need to know what happens next!” He insists when a disapproving Tamamori finds him.
Kitayama confiscates the laptop because he is convinced that Senga was busy watching porn. “Like I’m supposed to believe that,” he says when Senga shows him the folder full of Hannah Montana episodes. “Nice try, though.”
“Why didn’t you just ask me?” Miyata says with his traditional smile. “I have the entire show subbed until episode sixty.”
“The thing is,” Tamamori tells Yokoo. “I can’t tell if Miyacchi is joking or not.”
On Monday a mannequin decked in an official Hannah Wig and similar clothes appears on the first floor of the jimusho building. Upon closer inspection Chinen declares that it is from Hannah’s official clothing line. No one knows who brought it in, but according to Kawai’s betting pool, most people have their bet on Hasshi.
“Okay, this is ridiculous,” Mary says while ordering the custodians to remove the mannequin. The custodians report back an hour later, informing her that the feet are superglued to the marble floor.
The next day the mannequin is holding a sign of “We want to see Hannah!”
“Apparently Stardust and Avex are giving their artists free tickets.” Julie flips through her clipboard. “I think the boys want tickets too.”
“VIP passes!” Shintaro shouts from his hiding spot behind the door. “Or else you may never see your Chanel lipstick again… Just saying.”
“Aw,” Miley says when the make-up girls are fussing with her eyelashes. “Look at these gifts they sent.” She pokes one of the uchiwas. “Is that an Asian Hannah?”
Robby Ray is examining the said Asian!Hannah uchiwas when Julie knocks on the door with a dozen spazzastic idols in toll “These are the boys I’ve mentioned,” Julie says in English.
“Why do they look prettier than me?” Miley wants to know. “What do you think, Daddy? Daddy?”
Robby Ray is busy flirting with Hasshi.
“Hannah!” Shintaro knocks Sanada down before bouncing towards Miley’s make-up station. “I love you!”
“Your hand is so pretty!” Inoo insists.
Miley blinks and turns to Julie, who looks a little weary about translating Inoo’s statement.
“Relax, relax!” Yuto says in English. “Just pumping up the party now!” He sings in semi-acceptable English.
“Just be courageous, this style is contagious~” Chinen does a little dance. “Everyone can rock it like a super star.”
“I like them,” Miley tells Julie with a smile.
“So pretty!” Hasshi adds, eyes wide, as he stares at Miley’s concert wardrobe. “Hot styles, every shoe every color~”
“They’re teenage idols,” Julie explains to Robby Ray.
Her teenage idols are busy conversing with Miley using Hannah Montana lyrics.
AN: Just for the record, I still live vicariously through Sanada. And yes, I do like Hannah Montana. It irks me when people dislike her for no reason >/ WHY SO SERIOUS? She's cute, she sings, she's dating a hot underwear model, and she earns $25 million a year. I'm ready to be her bestfriend, yo.
(oh, and pisudori_play has a new layout 8D why yes, I like girlbands a well)
HSJ, Takaki/Rubi (?), G.
He never takes her number off his phone. Sometimes he wonders what she thinks of him. He hasn’t talked to her in almost two years. The last thing he remembers is her sweet smile and her small wave of “See you later, Yuya-kun” before disappearing in the sea of people. Three days later Julie pulls him into a conference room and tells him to end it, or else the jimusho will end it for him.
He spends two days staring at his phone, unsure of what to do. The next thing he knows the pictures are everywhere, and then she’s gone. They make one mistake, and her dream is destroyed. Yet here he stands, almost two years later with a growing paycheck and a perpetual feeling of guilt.
Takaki calls Rubi her one April morning. She picks up her phone with an even, “hello?”
And suddenly the music in his head comes back.
Just Like Takaki-kun,
HSJ, Ryutaro's hamster, #3, G
The day that Ryutaro comes into practice with a hamster cage, the rest of JUMP pause from rehearsing (or, in Hikaru’s case, randomly throwing pieces of candy at Inoo) to crowd around the youngest member. “Don’t pay him any attention,” Ryutaro declares as he drapes an old blanket over the cage in hopes of camouflaging it against the costume rack.
“That thing is huge,” Hikaru says, peaking under the blanket. “It’s more of a hamster ecosystem than a cage.”
“Why is it here?” Yabu asks instead, too tired to shut Hikaru up. He opts to shove the younger boy instead.
“It’s not safe for SMD-san to stay at home,” Ryutaro replies darkly, glancing around their dressing room. “I threw bobo-can at Shintaro’s head and emptied out all of his drawers. He’s out to get me now.”
“SMD?” Takaki asks, musing over the letters in his head. “What is it? ‘SHINTARO MUST DIE’?”
A pause.
“Really?” Hikaru begins to laugh.
“Shut up!” Ryutaro snaps, throwing some hamster food at the older boy. “It’s an anagram, okay? SMD-san and I are onto great things! Don’t laugh at him.”
“Can we call him Shamu instead?” Chinen suggests, leaning over the table as he sticks a finger into the cage. SMD-san looks at him apprehensively instead.
“Shamu is a dolphin, you loser.” Ryutaro concludes before heading towards his locker for his dance shoes. “None of you shall disrupt SMD-san. He needs his beauty sleep.”
“Just like Takaki-kun,” someone remarks in the background.
Everyone Can Rock It Like a Superstar
HSJ/Kisumai/ABC-Z/Hannah Montana, G
Hannah Montana comes to Tokyo for a three-night concert, and Inoo nearly strangles Hikaru when tickets are sold out within the first ten minutes.
“It’s your fault!” Inoo shrieks after taking one look at the flashing sign on his laptop screen. “If you hadn’t spilled soda on me, I would’ve bought one on time!”
“Relax,” Yamada says as he plays with Inoo’s laptop. “She’s a celebrity, you’re a celebrity. You can get tickets. We have people for that.”
“People?” Hikaru stares when he recovers from Inoo’s Hannah-inspired violence. “What people? Who are these people you speak of?”
“You obviously don’t have any,” Yamada replies without batting an eyelash. “Or else they would have told you to never go brunet.”
“Yep, front role ticket!” Hasshi waves the slip of paper around, feeling proud of himself. He winks at HALCON3000 and then proceeds to tape some more posters of the girl on ABC-Z’s dressing room walls.
“Mine is in 2-C!” Sanada stares. “No fair! I stayed up all night just to get this ticket!”
“Maybe if you had my face, you could charm the box-office lady too.” Hasshi pauses to stare at the wall. There is no room left for his Miley Magazine cut out. This is a serious problem for Hasshi.
“I want to see Hannah up close too!” Sanada whines pitifully when Hasshi wanders off to get more picture frames. “I want to see her blonde hair and blue eyes in person!”
Nozawa face-palms and walks away.
Sanada doesn’t get any for a week.
Sanada doesn’t know why.
“I can’t believe you’re all infatuated with this girl.” Yabu sighs. “I just don’t understand it.”
“You don’t know me.” Yuto says. “What you see is only half the story, there’s another side of me.”
“I’m the girl you know, but I’m someone else too.” Inoo nods. “If you only knew.”
“I know I’m ashamed of being near you.” Ryutaro walks out of the room.
“Don’t be lame!” Yuto shouts after him. “Just pumping up the party now~”
“They’re corrupting Keito too!” Hikaru’s eyes dart furiously to Chinen showing Keito his collection of Hannah Montana CDs. “Do something about this, Dai-chan!”
Daiki is busy syncing Hannah songs to his ipod.
“She has such a nice complexion,” Yara coons as he stares at the poster.
“Don’t look at her with your dirty eyes!” Hasshi snaps.
“Our dressing room has turned into a shrine for her,” Kawai informs Kitayama during break. “I made a comment about her bangs and Hasshi wouldn’t talk to me for the rest of the day.
“I’m officially disowning you,” Ryutaro says in the scandalous voice reserved for his little brother.
“Don’t be hatin’ now.” Shintaro snorts, his blonde wig already falling halfway off. “I was told that this will score me free tickets to the concert.”
“Did it?”
“No.” Shintaro frowns. “But only because Taiga has girlier legs!”
Senga downloads season one of the show on Nikaido’s laptop, just for fun. He ends up hiding in the bathroom and skipping practice just to marathon the first thirty episodes. “But I need to know what happens next!” He insists when a disapproving Tamamori finds him.
Kitayama confiscates the laptop because he is convinced that Senga was busy watching porn. “Like I’m supposed to believe that,” he says when Senga shows him the folder full of Hannah Montana episodes. “Nice try, though.”
“Why didn’t you just ask me?” Miyata says with his traditional smile. “I have the entire show subbed until episode sixty.”
“The thing is,” Tamamori tells Yokoo. “I can’t tell if Miyacchi is joking or not.”
On Monday a mannequin decked in an official Hannah Wig and similar clothes appears on the first floor of the jimusho building. Upon closer inspection Chinen declares that it is from Hannah’s official clothing line. No one knows who brought it in, but according to Kawai’s betting pool, most people have their bet on Hasshi.
“Okay, this is ridiculous,” Mary says while ordering the custodians to remove the mannequin. The custodians report back an hour later, informing her that the feet are superglued to the marble floor.
The next day the mannequin is holding a sign of “We want to see Hannah!”
“Apparently Stardust and Avex are giving their artists free tickets.” Julie flips through her clipboard. “I think the boys want tickets too.”
“VIP passes!” Shintaro shouts from his hiding spot behind the door. “Or else you may never see your Chanel lipstick again… Just saying.”
“Aw,” Miley says when the make-up girls are fussing with her eyelashes. “Look at these gifts they sent.” She pokes one of the uchiwas. “Is that an Asian Hannah?”
Robby Ray is examining the said Asian!Hannah uchiwas when Julie knocks on the door with a dozen spazzastic idols in toll “These are the boys I’ve mentioned,” Julie says in English.
“Why do they look prettier than me?” Miley wants to know. “What do you think, Daddy? Daddy?”
Robby Ray is busy flirting with Hasshi.
“Hannah!” Shintaro knocks Sanada down before bouncing towards Miley’s make-up station. “I love you!”
“Your hand is so pretty!” Inoo insists.
Miley blinks and turns to Julie, who looks a little weary about translating Inoo’s statement.
“Relax, relax!” Yuto says in English. “Just pumping up the party now!” He sings in semi-acceptable English.
“Just be courageous, this style is contagious~” Chinen does a little dance. “Everyone can rock it like a super star.”
“I like them,” Miley tells Julie with a smile.
“So pretty!” Hasshi adds, eyes wide, as he stares at Miley’s concert wardrobe. “Hot styles, every shoe every color~”
“They’re teenage idols,” Julie explains to Robby Ray.
Her teenage idols are busy conversing with Miley using Hannah Montana lyrics.
AN: Just for the record, I still live vicariously through Sanada. And yes, I do like Hannah Montana. It irks me when people dislike her for no reason >/ WHY SO SERIOUS? She's cute, she sings, she's dating a hot underwear model, and she earns $25 million a year. I'm ready to be her bestfriend, yo.
(oh, and pisudori_play has a new layout 8D why yes, I like girlbands a well)