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Animanga Sales Post

2013-05-05T08:24:04Z

PRICES ARE NEGOTIABLE!!!

This is my first time selling stuff like this so please bear with me! >__< I will try to reply asap!

Payment method: Paypal (please do gift option or else you'll be charged with the fees...)
Price is in USD. Then you will have to pay for shipping, too.
Shipping method: EMS - includes tracking number (since I'm currently in Japan but I will be going back to America within a week so.... if you live around America, it would be better to wait until then! Of course, the shipping method will not be EMS..)
Shipping will be done after payment and I can ship worldwide.
No returns and I am not responsible for any damages or lost of the item when I ship it.
Please be patient as I am currently a university student! I will reply as soon as I can!
I'm willing to put things on hold. If you have any questions, please ask away!
If I don't get a reply from you for over a week, I will assume that you will not buy it.

Doujinshi:

Series: Uta no Prince-sama

Title: 音也とトキヤのぜ～んぶエロ漫画再録集 (Basically an anthology of the circle's past works、which were all R18)
Pairing: Ittoki Otoya x Ichinose Tokiya
Circle: ごもくごはん妄想部 (gomokugohan mousoubu)
Rating: R18
Sample Pages: HERE 84 pages
PRICE: $20
Notes: It is not in mint condition (there are a few bents in the corners) since I did buy it from a secondhand shop but still in very nice condition.

Title: Everyday With You.
Pairing: Ichinose Tokiya x Ittoki Otoya
Circle: ROROCK
Rating: Safe-ish? PG-13
Price: $10
Notes: 18 pages

Series: Kuroko no Basuke

Title: １月３１日君とエトセトラ
Pairing: Kise x Kuroko
Circle: sigmastar
Rating: Safe~
Sample Pages: HERE 52 pages
Price: $15

Title: 気になるんです、ボクだって。
Pairing: Kise x Kuroko
Circle: sigmastar
Rating: R18
Sample Pages: HERE 12 pages
Price: $9

Title: kikuro*collection
Pairing: Kise x Kuroko
Circle: KINOME
Rating: R18
Sample Pages: HERE 92 pages
Price: $20

Title: オレと黒子っち！
Pairing: Kise x Kuroko
Circle: ぷりんの缶詰 and [WANCOCAFE]
Rating: Safe
Price: $9
Notes: 14 pages

Series: Karneval

Title: 恋愛遺伝子
Pairing: Yogi x Gareki, Tsukitachi x Hirato
Circle: Heavenly貳號艇
Rating: Safe-ish... PG-13
Sample Pages: HERE 28 pages
Price: $13

BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!!!

2011-10-10T02:30:38Z

INDEFINITE HIATUS

As you probably can tell, I pretty much died... especially on fanfics sadly. I may come back one day... randomly in the future and post a fic! Haha. Sadly, real life has caught up to me... a whole lot this school year. I also hope to study abroad in Japan next year and if I do get in, I'll definitely have no time to write fics at all. Sorry to my readers who look forward to my fics! T__T Sorry to disappoint you all! Please continue to love the OTPs that I love! I still love TAKAYAMA, YUTOCHII, DAIRYU, AND RYUSHIN along with other pairings! :3 This account will now be for my fanfics only. If you're looking to talk to me personally, well... :3 Even then, I'm failing in posting there. Become a stalker then!

Goodbye everyone for now~

Live life to the fullest! Enjoy the time you have now! :3 And make the most of it!

SPREAD THE TAKAYAMA LOVE~!! :3

Announcement~ Hiatus-ish but not really?

2011-06-29T07:29:57Z

To meh fic readers, I apologize for not updating. Y

You know how I usually update at least once a week? Well as you have noticed, I haven't.. nor do I have motivation/inspiration to write recently. But real life has definitely occupied most of my time this summer... sadly. And I'm not sure if the Ryutaro thing has made me less inspired or anything ~~there goes two of my OTPs DaiRyu and RyuShin (but this one is more possible)~~, but I dunno. xD I have the plots all planned out... I guess writing is the hard part.. and once you get lazier... you just get lazier... ;w; I'm sorry to disappoint you all! My backups have ran out~

So... I guess I'm trying to say... although I can't update as frequently lately (like once a week), I will still definitely write fics though! I just won't post them as... routinely. xD I hope that's alright for you guys~! ;w; Hopefully you guys will understand?

I love you guys! ;w; *HUUUGS*

~Relief (One-Shot)~

2011-06-13T05:34:23Z

Title: Relief
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Yamada needs relief after eating desserts and Takaki gives him just that.
Notes: There, for you deprived TakaYama fans... who especially want NCs. LOL you pervs.
But... NO MORE PWP FOR YOU GUYS FOR A WHILE. LEMME WRITE CUTE FLUFF DAMNIT. xD
Comments are appreciated~

Takaki stared at his boyfriend happily eating the desserts he bought for him. They were both on the floor of Takaki’s bedroom, hanging out.

When Yamada finished eating, Takaki noticed some cream on his cheeks and chin. Takaki began leaning forward to clean him up... dirtily when suddenly, Yamada started unbuckling his pants.

Takaki became surprised at his boyfriend’s action since he had never made the first move before and not like this without warning. He wasn’t sure if this was supposed to be some sort of seduction or not. He continued staring while Yamada pulled his zipper down and then let out a sigh of relief? Pleasure? For once, Takaki was puzzled.

The younger boy looked up and their eyes met. Automatically, Yamada blushed, barely realizing the situation he was in and biting his bottom lip. “It’s... n-not what you think!”

Takaki took note of how Yamada didn’t bother to zip up his pants.“Oh...really?” Takaki asked suspiciously, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s because... these pants were snugly fit on me... and then I ate all the food and... it felt too tight and I needed release...” Yamada explained, fidgeting.

Takaki stared at him weirdly, trying hard to not let a smirk slip. “Do you know... how wrong you sound right now?”

Which caused Yamada to blush even harder. “I meant my stomach! You get what I mean... right?”

“Hmm... I see...” Takaki finally said, licking his lips. “Well, how about I get you out of those tight pants?”

However, Yamada didn’t seem to catch on what Takaki really meant. “Okay... though I think your pants are a bit too big for me...”

“Oh, don’t worry about that...” Takaki assured him with eyes full of lust as he watched Yamada take off his pants.

“Which one should I wear?” Yamada asked as he casually walked to Takaki’s closet and rummaged through it.

Takaki stood up and slipped his arms around Yamada’s waist.

The younger one became startled and looked up. “Taka...-”

Yamada was cut off by Takaki’s lips already devouring him. However, Yamada resisted and moved a bit too much.

As Takaki’s tongue plunged into Yamada’s mouth and one hand occupied with playing with the nipples and the other rubbed the front of the younger boy’s underwear, Yamada finally surrendered to the stimulating pleasures.

The way Yamada rubbed against his ass against him caused Takaki to almost lose all self-control. Takaki broke away from the kiss and turned his attention to Yamada’s neck, playfully biting and sucking.

Yamada’s breathy moans made Takaki feel even hornier, causing the older one to slip his hand into the underwear. He grabbed the already hard and leaking erection and stroked him slowly. “How does it feel... out of those tight pants?” Takaki whispered hotly in Yamada’s sensitive ears.

All Takaki got in response were even more moans. “Does it feel good, Ryosuke...? The way my fingers are wrapped around your cock bringing to the peak of pleasure?”

“S-sto... ahh... stop... it...” Yamada managed to gasp out.

Takaki could tell Yamada was getting even more turned on with his words with the amount of pre-cum squirting onto his hands. “Do you want me to go... faster? Rougher? Or... have my mouth around your cock, licking and teasing you?”

“N-no... ngh...” Takaki felt Yamada shaking already as the ministrations continued.

“No, Ryosuke. You can’t come already... hold it in... or else I won’t fuck you...” Takaki warned him. He was going to do the second part anyway but he liked to see Yamada struggling...

Yamada whimpered and squirmed in his hands, which apparently made it worse.

“When I stop... you still can’t come until I let you...” Takaki stopped pumping him when he felt Yamada about to climax.

Yamada shivered in his arms and he weakly turned around. “Yuya... please... let me...”

Takaki didn’t have much self-restraint left in him as he saw the sight in front of him. Yamada was miraculously still in his clothes except for those pants but he was sweating like crazy and the sexy face Yamada was giving him... while begging him...

“Do you need help out of your underwear, too? Too tight for you?” Takaki asked while he pushed Yamada onto the ground and pulled down his underwear, revealing the stiff yet twitching cock. “What do you want me to do, Ryosuke?” he still questioned, even though Takaki knew exactly what Yamada wanted.

“Please... suck me... off... and let me come...” Yamada begged.

“You have to tell me every step... in details of what you want me to do...” Takaki told him. He thought Yamada would protest but apparently lust had already taken over.

“I want your lips around my cock... and suck me hard and fast until I come inside your mouth...” Yamada told him huskily.

Takaki decided to stop prolonging this and did as he was told. He bobbed his head up and down as fast as he could while preparing him with his fingers. Yamada spilled inside his mouth in no time with a loud cry and Takaki swallowed it all.

After he finished stretching Yamada to his limit, Takaki told him to go onto his hands and legs. Takaki pushed in without warning, causing Yamada’s head to throw back. Takaki let his sexual desires take over and pounded into Yamada endlessly.

Takaki pulled out to push Yamada down on his back and thrust in at a different angle this time. When Yamada screamed out his name, Takaki continued ramming against that one spot. With one hard slam, they both climaxed together.

Takaki pulled out after a while and kissed Yamada’s forehead followed by his lips. Yamada kissed back, his arms wrapped around Takaki’s neck. After having a long makeout session, Takaki carried Yamada to the bed, the younger boy’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He laid down gradually so that Yamada was on top of him.

“Remind me to get looser pants next time,” Yamada murmured, snuggling against his chest.

Takaki stroked Yamada’s hair and smirked. “So... it’ll be easier for me to take off?”

Yamada looked at him with a pout and Takaki chuckled, kissing him. Which led to another make-out session... and no sleep for the entire night...

Back back!

2011-06-08T22:04:23Z

OFFICIALLY BACK FROM HIATUS

YAAAY!!! Yesterday was the last day of finals and now I'm back home! It's so nice to be back home! And 3 months of summer vacation! Woot! :3 I'll be a lot more active on livejournal now~ Shall make another post later~ And now I can work on fanfics, graphics, etc... xD

I missed you guys so muuuch! *HUUUGS* :3

Continued Hiatus ;w;

2011-05-29T06:44:18Z

Continued Hiatus...

Until Summer Vacation

Hey you guys! I seem to have like... died. >.>;;; And as you can tell, no fics are being posted lately except for the one on Yamada's birthday. xD Haha~ Yeah, the temporary hiatus turned into an official hiatus until my summer vacation. I'm going home on June 7th. xD Haha so yeah. I'll have finals in about a week or so? xD Even though I want to study, I don't think I will do much but I will try my best! Yaaay! :3 I've just been keeping up with tumblr and livejournal, stalking. Along with twitter. And talking to friends on FB. xD

I miss you guys! I can't wait until summer vacation so I can talk to you guys like... everyday and write fics! ;w; My online liiife~ So yeah. xD Bye everyone! Love you guys!

~Teach Me What It Means To Be An Adult (One-Shot)~

2011-05-10T03:50:57Z

Title: Teach Me What It Means To Be An Adult
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama - Takaki x Yamada
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2313
Summary: 10 years has passed since Takaki adopted the 8 year-old Yamada from the orphanage. Over the years, they fell for each other and got in a relationship but Takaki loves Yamada too much to go further than third base.
Notes: HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, YAMADA RYOSUKE!!! ~~I'll make a b-day post for ya later~~
By the way, I know someone had requested for a sequel to Make You Wet so here it is. xP
Comments are appreciated!

It’s been ten years since the day Takaki adopted Yamada from the orphanage. Without Takaki knowing, Yamada had already grown up into a beautiful boy with those bright brown eyes, long lashes, squishy cheeks, and pouty lips. Not to mention, a well-defined body, which Takaki had seen countless times, but he usually diverted his eyes away. Yamada was now eighteen years old, senior in high school while Takaki was the president of quite a wealthy company.

As for their relationship, they never talked about it. They were together but with such a gap between them, Takaki never tried to cross the boundary. At first Takaki told himself, he would wait until Yamada was older. He was actually looking forward to it. But as time passed, he became scared. He was afraid to hurt Yamada, the one he had taken care of for all these years. Yamada was too precious to him, almost like a fragile jewel.

Which was why, Takaki never went all the way with him. As in full-on sex. The only extent that they had was giving each other oral sex but if Yamada tried to do anything else like go further, Takaki would give an excuse or stop him. As much as Takaki wanted to, he couldn’t bear to hurt Yamada.

“I’m home,” Takaki called out as he stepped inside the door, taking off his shoes. He was exhausted from work.

“Welcome back,” a familiar voice said from the couch. Yamada was reading a magazine and looked up, smiling at him.

Takaki grinned back, feeling his heart skip a bit. He closed the door and sat on the couch next to Yamada, loosening his tie.

Yamada was still in his school uniform from what Takaki noticed. Lately, Yamada was looking hotter than usual but Takaki pushed those thoughts away. Yamada put down his magazine and helped by unbuttoning Takaki’s jacket.

“Work was hell today,” Takaki sighed, closing his eyes as he felt his collared shirt loosening. It was hard not getting dirty thoughts every time Yamada did this. Suddenly, Takaki felt a weight on his lap and opened his eyes, seeing Yamada fumbling with the last two buttons of his shirt until it was fully open.

Yamada looked up and their eyes met. “You seem a lot stressed lately,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around Takaki’s neck. “And... we haven’t spent a lot of time together lately since I had exams last week and you’ve had more work.”

It was true that Takaki and him haven’t touched each other for quite a while now. With all the stress building up, Takaki had been feeling frustrated lately. Takaki slowly leaned forward and captured Yamada’s lips into his.

Their lips kneaded against each other for a while until Takaki grew impatient. The older man began nudging his tongue in between Yamada’s lips, which the latter gladly welcomed. The kiss grew more intense by each moment as their tongues intertwined and soon all their upper clothing was gone.

Takaki roamed his hands all across Yamada’s back while the younger boy had his fingers tangled in his hair. Breaths became more acute and Yamada’s hot moans were getting to his groin. Takaki finally broke apart while Yamada quickly unbuckled his pants while rubbed his growing erection. In no time, their pants were off and Yamada already bent down to suck him off. Takaki grabbed onto Yamada’s hair as the younger boy’s licking, biting, and sucking brought him to the peak of pleasure.

After Yamada swallowed his seeds, Takaki pushed Yamada down and began teasing the twitching cock, already wet with precum. Takaki licked and nipped the tip while Yamada moaned endlessly. Finally Takaki took in the whole cock and sucked him hard and fast. Yamada squirmed and made lots of incoherent sounds until he came. As always, Yamada tasted sweet and Takaki cleaned him all up.

Yamada sat up and kissed him once again as Takaki reciprocated. It was when Yamada pulled away and said something that Takaki froze.

“What... did you just say?” Takaki asked slowly, his heart beating against his chest.

“Takaki-kun... please fill me up...” Yamada murmured, kissing his neck.

Takaki pushed Yamada back gently and said, “I better go take a shower.” However, the usual reaction he was expecting didn’t come. Before Yamada would nod, kiss him and leave but this time, he stayed there, staring at him with unreadable eyes.

“Why do you do that every time?” Yamada asked.

“Do what?” Takaki played dumb, knowing what Yamada really meant.

“Stopping before anything goes further...” Yamada answered.

Takaki forced out a haughty laugh and patted Yamada’s head. “I... I don’t really understand what you’re trying to say... you must be ti-”

“Why won’t you have sex with me?”

And there it was. The question that Takaki never thought he would have to answer. Not for another... who knows how long. He wasn’t prepared at all with Yamada’s bluntness. “Yama-chan...” Then he pursed his lips, trying to figure out what to say. Yamada wouldn’t understand the real reason.

“Takaki-kun...” Yamada murmured with now a hand on Takaki’s bare chest. “I know you need me... and I need you... in me... so...” Yamada crawled onto his lap again, this time, positioning himself over Takaki’s cock.

“No,” Takaki told him firmly, holding back his sexual desires while grabbing onto Yamada’s shoulders.

“Please...” Yamada begged, as he began nipping Takaki’s earlobe, his hot breath against his sensitive ear.

It took all of Takaki’s will to say, “Stop it, Ryosuke.”

With that, Yamada pulled back, his eyes now glaring at him. “Why? Why not?! You... you don’t love me? Is that it?”

“Of course not!” Takaki retorted. “You... you don’t know anything...” He sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“I get it now... you still think I’m a little kid.”

Takaki wanted to say something but nothing came out.

“It’s been ten years... I’m eighteen now... hell, you could’ve already fucked me when I was thirteen. I’m not a kid anymore... Stop treating me like a child!!!” Yamada yelled at him.

Something in Takaki snapped, whether it was from stress from his company or not, as he suddenly pinned Yamada down. “Don’t you lie to me. You’re still seventeen. And just because you’re almost eighteen, doesn’t mean you know what it means to be an adult.”

“...better than you jerk. And you call yourself an adult? Do you even know what day it is today?!” Yamada retorted, glaring at him with watery eyes.

That was when Takaki noticed Yamada biting his bottom lip, almost as if he was trying to hold back tears. Takaki loosened his hold, afraid that he accidentally hurt Yamada and then tried to absorb in Yamada’s words. “It’s Monday... May...” he murmured to himself. May 9th... Yama-chan’s birthday... Then it clicked. “Shit...”

It became silent afterward and Takaki felt Yamada shifting. Thinking that Yamada was going to leave, Takaki held him down once more.

“It hurts...” Yamada mumbled, turning his head to the side. But Yamada didn’t clarify on what he meant exactly. His sentence was vague and Takaki knew he had to try to figure it out.

“I’m... sorry, Ryosuke...” Takaki finally said, his bangs falling over his eyes.

“...for what? Being an asshole?” Yamada retorted with a scoff.

Takaki took a deep breath. “You know what I mean...”

“No, I don’t,” Yamada replied firmly. “What do you mean? Sorry that you don’t want to have sex with me? Sorry for being with me? Sorry for ever adopting me?”

“Damnit Ryosuke!!!” Takaki exclaimed, making Yamada look up at him with surprise. “You know that’s what I don’t fucking mean! Of course I want to be with you and touch you and fuck you senseless. More than you know it. Do you know how hard it is to hold back?!” Takaki ruffled the back of his hair. “And adopting you... I would never be sorry for doing that... I’ve watched you for over ten years now... and now I’ve become... I care about you too much... that I’m just scared to... hurt you.”

Yamada’s eyes softened. Silence took over once more when Yamada spoke. “You know... you’re selfish... always thinking about yourself about this... what about me? How about how I feel? Did you ever think about that?”

Takaki didn’t know what to say as Yamada continued. “What if... what if I wanted to be hurt by you? You can’t always spoil me... how else am I going to learn and mature?” Yamada curled his hands around the back of Takaki’s neck, pulling him down slowly so their lips were a few millimeters apart. Takaki could feel Yamada’s hot breath and at the same time, his hands that turned cool from sweat earlier. “Takaki-kun... teach me... teach me what it means to be an adult... at least... physically...” Yamada whispered huskily.

Pushing back any further thoughts, Takaki captured Yamada’s lips into his. Soon, their kissing grew more passionate as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. Takaki found it harder to hold back with each second. All these years of waiting to be one with Yamada.. the one he loved the most. And finally...

Takaki groaned as Yamada created friction by rubbing their erect cocks against one another. He couldn’t take it anymore and pulled back from the kissing. Takaki hurriedly ravaged Yamada’s hot, sweaty body - licking, sucking, and marking him practically everywhere: neck, shoulders, nipples, abs... and finally he was in between Yamada’s legs, marking the inside of the younger boy’s thighs. Yamada’s moans were endless and Takaki began pressing his tongue against Yamada’s twitching hole.

“Taka... aah... aaah! P-please... now... nngh....” Yamada cried out. Takaki wasn’t sure how much he could handle from Yamada’s sexy whimpers and begging while he was preparing him. “Yuya... aaah... fuck me... n-ngh... hard... fast... I want.... aaah... you in.... me...” With that, Takaki couldn’t take it anymore and slammed inside Yamada’s hole as hard as he could, causing the younger boy to throw his head back.

“Fuck...” Takaki murmured, feeling Yamada’s hole clench around him. Takaki had never felt this way before... it was so good... better than his fantasies... because this was real... Without any self-control left, Takaki thrusted in and out vigorously. Yamada’s screaming was turning on Takaki even more and he continued, now pumping Yamada’s wet cock. Takaki struck at another angle and when Yamada cried out his name, he rammed against that sweet spot with precision.

With one last cry, Yamada climaxed, his semen covering Takaki’s hands and chest. Takaki licked his hand while continuing to thrust into Yamada. He heard Yamada’s moans and finally, he came into Yamada, spilling his seeds inside Yamada and filling him up. Takaki saw Yamada lolling his head to the side, gasping. Takaki felt himself growing hard once more, seeing Yamada’s spent face and kissed Yamada gently on the cheek.

Yamada turned and smiled weakly, sweat dripping down from his bangs. Takaki smiled back and pressed his lips softly against Yamada’s. “Are you okay?” he mumbled against Yamada’s lips.

The younger boy nodded, still breathing heavily. “It hurt at first but... that felt... good...” he admitted.

“I’m glad...” Takaki said as he laid next to Yamada, hugging him.

“...Takaki-kun... do you need help with that?” Yamada looked down and then at Takaki.

Right, Takaki still had his little problem. “It’s fi-” Takaki didn’t finish his sentence because Yamada got on top of Takaki. Yamada smirked as he roamed his hands all over Takaki’s toned chest. Then Takaki felt something familiar around his cock again. That was when Takaki realized what Yamada was doing.”You do know, if you keep doing things like this, you won’t get any sleep at this rate.”

“Learn how to control yourself. You’re an adult, right?” Yamada had on a sly look as he slowly moved up and down, softly moaning. Takaki cursed as he felt Yamada sliding up and down his cock. The teasing was getting to him and he became impatient. Takaki rolled his hips, making Yamada tense up. “Hey... I told you to ahhh...”

“There are times when younger people should do what the adults tell them to do. Didn’t you want me to teach you?” Takaki asked seductively, thrusting upward as Yamada rode down.

Yamada snaked his arms around Takaki’s neck as they continued a rhythm. But Yamada stopped as he moved back down, his head resting on Takaki’s shoulder.

Takaki bit Yamada’s ear playfully. “Don’t stop...” Then he blew into Yamada’s ear softly, causing the latter to shiver. “I’m waiting...”

Yamada pushed back a bit and slammed down, face full of ecstasy. He continued to do that while Takaki moved his hips. With one hard slam from Yamada, he peaked for the third time that night. Takaki came with Yamada, shutting him up with his lips.

Takaki felt Yamada shuddering and squirming on him. He tried to not get hard from Yamada’s heavy pants and moans from the after effect. They stayed like that until Yamada used Takaki’s shoulder as support to push himself up, pulling out from his now limp cock.

Yamada faced him and pecked his lips. “Thank you for the best birthday present ever...”

Takaki smirked. “I think it was more like you giving me a present...”

“How so?” Yamada blinked with tiredness.

“Well... you gave me your first time, didn’t you?”

Yamada scoffed and rolled his eyes. “You’re an idiot.” Were you expecting me to blush or something?”

“Possibly...” Takaki replied, before kissing Yamada once more. He felt Yamada resisting a bit, but kiss back, too. Takaki’s hand moved down from Yamada’s waist to his hips and then to a certain area, which made Yamada make a pleasurable noise.

“Wait... aaah... not again... nngh... not there...” Yamada’s hot cries faded as Takaki stroked him teasingly.

“Happy birthday, Ryosuke,” Takaki whispered, as the night continued with their love-making.

More Pimping~

2011-05-10T02:36:12Z

Now you guys can follow me on tumblr~ I've just started there so yeah... If you love TakaYama... *points to second link* And follow me on twitter~ :3

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I really should make a list of how you guys can contact meh. xP And yeah, still on hiatus... I guess. Still can't balance meh online and real life yet.. @.@;;; Test tomorrow... paper due next week... @.@;;

Dead or not... xD

2011-05-02T05:05:35Z

Aaaah~ Should've posted earlier (like last week) but... I'll be on a temporary HIATUS once again. As you can see, I didn't post a fanfic update last week so yeah... also failing terribly on commenting on people's entries and messaging people on their b-days late. =w=

Had a history midterm on Wednesday and studied on like Tuesday night. =w= Me and my procrastination. But I got sick on Tuesday night so... yeah. then on Wednesday, didn't get enough sleep and had a fever that night so I couldn't sleep much. Woke up feeling like crap but still had to go to Japanese class at 8AM and then my history class for my midterm at 9AM. Japanese class ended 2-3 minutes late so that was around 8:52 so I had to run to my history class while I was feeling terrible. And then I took the midterm feeling slightly feverish, a headache, and very weak. I think I did okay on half of it and the essay portion... not so good. Oh well~ It's over. But still... of all days to feel that terrible... and get sick the day before my midterm... Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and today... I've been trying my best to get better. I've been sleeping a lot, drinking water, etc.. It's hard especially when I can't sleep because I'm coughing... but I really want to get better. Blah.

This week... well on Tuesday, my take-home midterm is due so... I shall do it all... tomorrow. =w= I want to get enough sleep today. I'm feeling sleepy right now... and I have to read a whole book for history by Friday... yippee~ =w= Eventually I'll need to do a paper on that... blah. I better take a showa and then go sleep so until then.... byes you guys! I miss you! ;w;

~Blind Date (Multi-Chapter)~

2011-04-18T04:48:00Z

Title: Blind Date (3/3)
Author: Jen
Pairings: TakaYama and slight DaiRyu
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/Romance & AU
Summary: Yamada ends up participating in a blind date without realizing it.
Notes: And the last chapter~ xD Longer than the rest~
Comments are really appreciated!

As Yamada walked into his room, he glanced at the time. 5:17 PM. His eyes widen in surprise. Time had went by so quick! He glanced around his room to see his book still opened at the same page he left off earlier. That was when he realized that he forgot about school and studying throughout the time he was with Takaki.

He scolded himself for wasting precious time after being tricked by Daiki. Yamada was so gonna find out what that was all about the next day.

When he sat down at his desk, he sighed and picked up where he left off. As his eyes scanned the page, his mind drifted off to what happened earlier.

"Last time I checked, chushy and squibby weren't words. Are you sure that you're an 'A' student?"

Yamada mentally smacked himself for even saying those words. He was thinking of both the words chubby and squishy and somehow wanted to say both words at once... and that was the result of it. He really should think before saying stuff.

Flashbacks of moments came to mind and he smiled and laughed each time. It was definitely fun. And maybe his imagination took over a bit.

Takaki leaned over and pinched both his cheeks. "Cute~" he complimented, his face getting closer to his own.

Yamada felt his breath hitch as he, too, closed his eyes.

His loud ringtone interrupted his fantasy and he jolted at the sound. He quickly answered the call, snapping out of it. "Hello?"

"How was the date?" a familiar smug voice asked.

"You were the one behind this!" Yamada exclaimed.

"You didn't answer the question~" Ryutaro sing-songed.

Yamada could imagine that look on his face. "He's a jerk," he stated. A good-looking jerk.

"No way!" Some shuffles could be heard on the other line. "Dai-chan~! Didn't your friend say that it went well? And he wanted to go on another date?"

Yamada blinked. "Takaki-kun said that?" he asked, wanting to know more. "Did he say anything else about me?"

There was a slight pause on the other line. "Hmm~ Did he say anything else, Dai-chan?"

More rustles were made and then Daiki's spoke. "Takaki-kun said you were chushy and squibby... What's chushy and squibby?"

Yamada bit his bottom lip, trying to suppress a smile. What was Takaki doing right now?

"Yama-chan? Yama-chan? He's not answering..."

"Give me the phone. YAMA-CHAN! ...Takaki-kun wants to meet up with you later."

Yamada shook his head. "Wait... Takaki-kun what?" Ryutaro began to snicker in response. "What's so funny?" Yamada pouted, laying on his bed. "And what did you say about Takaki-kun?"

"You like him, don't you?"

"N-NO!" Yamada quickly denied, feeling his cheeks growing red. "He's a jerk... who makes me mad... and drinks from the same straw from my smoothie..."

"You know... you're not making any sense at all," Ryutaro commented. "But if you want to see him again, same place and time as yesterday."

"Okay!" Yamada got up and began rummaging through his closet. "What should I wear?"

"I dunno. Maybe a maid outfit?" Ryutaro suggested casually.

Yamada frowned as he looked. "A maid outfit? Hmm... I don't think I have..." That's when he realized what Ryutaro had just said. "What the hell, Ryutaro?!"

Ryutaro's evil laughs resounded in his ears and Yamada hung up on him. He smiled as he picked out his outfit. Yamada was looking forward in seeing Takaki once again.

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Yamada got to the cafe an hour earlier but what he didn't expect was for Takaki to already be there. The brunette boy was sitting there, drinking of what seemed to be a strawberry smoothie. By instinct, Yamada wanted to hide when Takaki spotted him.

"Whoa, you're here early," Takaki commented as he beckoned him to go over.

Yamada shifted a bit as he slid into the seat with his head down. He couldn't help but somehow feel embarrassed. "Same to you."

"I couldn't wait to see you," Takaki told him, which made Yamada blush even harder. His heart was pounding against his chest and he wasn't sure on what to say. "I know that you couldn't wait either."

"That's n-not true!" Yamada retorted. "Don't be so full of yourself!"

"Hmm...?" Takaki cocked his head to the side while staring at him with those eyes. "Then how come you came an hour earlier like me?"

Yamada looked away, not wanting Takaki to see his face nor answer. "I was thirsty."

"Right... You want a strawberry smoothie?" Takaki asked nonchalantly.

"Yeah... how'd you know?" Yamada murmured, fiddling with his fingers.

Takaki chuckled. "Well, it seems that you have some sort of strawberry fetish." Yamada was about to protest when he felt a hand on his own. He froze and slowly looked up. "I already got you what you ordered."

"Ehh?" Yamada blinked as Takaki pushed forward the glass of pink fruitiness. "You already drank some!"

Takaki laughed. "Like we haven't already shared an indirect kiss already," he smirked, leaning closer.

Yamada backed away and pouted. "I want a different straw," he stubbornly said.

"Fine. Umm... excuse me, waiter," Takaki called out. "Can I have another straw?"

"Of course," the waiter replied and bowed. He went behind the counter and retrieved a pink straw and handed it to Takaki.

"Thanks." Takaki stuck the straw into the smoothie and smiled at Yamada. "Your new straw."

Just as Yamada was about to reach for it, Takaki drank from the smoothie with the new straw. "...hey..." He puffed out his cheeks and glared at Takaki.

"Well, it is a different straw," Takaki pointed out, shrugging.

Yamada stayed there with a frown. Takaki was indeed a jerk. What was he thinking? Why was he looking so forward to this anyway?

"Look, you're smart enough. It's not like you're going to get cooties just because we drank from the same straw. Or do you still believe you will?" Takaki raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not a little kid!" Yamada exclaimed before snatching the smoothie and drinking it. The strawberry flavor was indeed good as always.

"You totally are," Takaki grinned.

"...I have to go home and study," Yamada muttered, standing up. For some reason, knowing that Takaki thought that he was a little kid upset him.

"At least let me walk you home," Takaki said, holding onto his wrist.

Yamada directed his eyes down and nodded. While they walked back, Takaki didn't let go and Yamada didn't mind. He felt comfortable and nice though he wished that Takaki was holding his hand. As much as Takaki was a jerk... he had to admit.... he already fell for-

"Yama-chan..." Takaki's voice interrupted his thoughts and he glanced up. "We're already here."

"Ehh?" And indeed they were here again. Somehow a wave of deja-vu washed over him. This was like yesterday. "Ohh..."

Takaki placed his hands on Yamada's shoulders, staring into his eyes. "Do you really want to go back home already?"

Yamada swallowed and got lost in Takaki's gaze. He actually didn't want to...

"If you don't want to... you could come over to my place and then we can..." Takaki smirked and Yamada smacked him.

"You pervert!" What was Takaki thinking? He already wanted to... when they weren't even together...

"I think you're the pervert. What were you thinking?" Takaki pursed his lips. "I didn't even finish my sentences. I was going to suggest that we could just play some games or watch a movie."

"Oh... umm... yeah..." Yamada mentally hit himself for thinking... that.

"You're seriously cute," Takaki complimented, smiling. "Chushy and squishy..."

"Don't call me tha-!" Yamada was cut off when Takaki placed his lips over his softly. It happened so fast that Yamada didn't even register what had happened. Takaki pulled away and kissed his forehead before hugging him.

"W-wait... I thought you said... you should kiss someone you like and..." Yamada trailed off, feeling all confused.

"I did," Takaki said, pressing his forehead against Yamada's. "Why else would I kiss you?"

Yamada felt his face grow hotter by the moment and pushed Takaki away, covering his own face. "I dunno you jerk!" Yamada exclaimed without meaning it. He didn't know what to think anymore.

"You know, you can call me by my name. Being called a jerk all the time really hurts me," Takaki frowned.

Yamada's eyes widen. "Ah... I-I'm... sorry... Takaki-kun..." He said Takaki's name in such a soft voice but thankfully Takaki heard it.

Takaki smiled and his hands reached over to pinch his cheeks softly. "That's better... chushy and squibby." And before Yamada could even call him a jerk again, Takaki shut him up with a kiss.

Yamada gave up trying to deny that he didn't have feelings for Takaki, even if he was a jerk and closed his eyes, kissing back.

OMAKE:

Ryutaro was sitting on Yamada's bed, watching his friend read a book. He was so bored and Yamada was boring at times like this. He was informed that Takaki had gotten together with Yamada but it didn't seem like there wasn't any change in his friend. It had been three months since that day.

He looked around and saw a piece of paper sticking out from one of Yamada's mangas. Curiously, he pulled it out and looked at it. Yamada's report card was in his hands and his eyes widen as he saw the grades. "YAMA-CHAN!"

Yamada's head popped up from his book as he turned toward Ryutaro. "What?"

"What happened?" Ryutaro asked, shocked to see the many B's on there.

Yamada smiled. "Takaki-kun... I found out that grades aren't everything... and really... school is boring as hell. And I can get decent grades by doing everything last minute anyway."

Ryutaro blinked." Who are you and what have you done with Yama-chan?" He leaned over and caught a glimpse of something inside the book Yamada was reading. "Yama-chan... are you reading a magazine inside your book?"

"I gotta keep my image, you know," Yamada said, laughing. "Ah, I have to get ready for my date with Takaki-kun. Now get out."

Ryutaro blinked once more but this time with the door slamming against his face. He quickly called someone and then said with a frown, “Yamada’s personality did a 180 on me. Now I can’t tease him anymore.”

“And...?”

“Do you know what I need?”

“You already have me, Ryu-chan.”

“I know that. I need... someone to pick on. And that someone is going to be you.”

“...”

“I love you, too, you chushy and squibby penguin.”

~Blind Date (Multi-Chapter)~

2011-04-11T06:23:02Z

Title: Blind Date (2/3?)
Author: Jen
Pairings: TakaYama
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/Romance & AU
Summary: Yamada ends up participating in a blind date without realizing it.
Notes: Still not done with it but I'll try to work on it soon? xD
Not my best work, I can assure you that. xP With a crappy title.
Comments are really appreciated!

"A blind date," Takaki added, drinking his ice water.

Yamada almost choked on his strawberry smoothie as he started to cough. "Can you repeat that?" he asked, not sure if he was hearing right.

Takaki rolled his eyes. "Do you have hearing problems or something?"

Yamada felt an anger mark pop out. So this Takaki-kun is now showing his true colors, huh?

"No, this isn't a dream. How can a dream be so real? Do you need me to do something to prove that it's not one?" Takaki leaned over the table and pinched Yamada's right cheek.

Yamada had expected Takaki to pinch hard like all the others who previously enjoyed doing that so he had closed his eyes. But all he felt was a gentle squeeze, almost like a mom doting on her baby.

His heart lifted up a bit. Maybe he's not such a bad guy after a-

"Chubby. Your cheeks are so squishy. Maybe you should go on a diet," Takaki commented as he pulled back, calmly taking a sip of his glass.

Yamada growled and decided that overall, this Takaki guy was just a jerk. "For your information, I am NOT chushy or squibby!" Yamada exclaimed with a huff. "I am perfectly fine, thank you very much! Now I shall leave because I need to study." Yamada stood up with a frown.

"Are you an 'A' student?"

"Yeah, so what? Why do you want to know?" Yamada shot back with a glare.

Takaki had on a smug look. "Last time I checked, chushy and squibby weren't words. Are you sure that you're an 'A' student?"

Yamada was getting more irked than usual. Takaki had got him right there. "I didn't say chushy or squibby!" denied the younger boy.

"Yes, you did. Unlike a certain strawberry lover, I don't have hearing problems like an old lady," Takaki said with a smile.

Yamada felt irritated more than ever. "I'm not girly, damnit!"

Takaki raised an eyebrow. "I never said you were girly. You said it yourself."

"Fine... you were implying that I was!" Yamada didn't even know why he was still here, arguing with Takaki. Jerk, Jerk, JERK!

"You shouldn't assume things so easily. Don't they teach you that in your prestigious school?"

That was the last straw as Yamada threw his jacket at Takaki's face. "JERK!" Takaki took off the jacket and paused for a moment.

"What?" Yamada wondered what had happened. Maybe he's gonna apologize?

Takaki put his nose in the jacket and then murmured, "Why does this smell like strawberries?"

Yamada snatched his jacket back and glowered at Takaki. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Actually I would." Takaki grinned. "Don't tell me you use those girly strawberry sprays."

Yamada kept his mouth shut as Takaki got him there once again. How the hell does he know? "Sh-shut up!"

"Oh crap... seriously? I was just kidding..." Takaki admitted, eyes full of amusement.

"Why you little... BUTTHEAD!" Yamada smothered the jacket in Takaki's face as the older boy tried fending off his attacker.

"You know..." Takaki grunted, trying to push off the latter. "You're not a very nice... person... do you only do this when you're on... your first blind date?" Takaki had finally grabbed both of Yamada's wrist, stopping him.

Yamada squirmed. "We're not on a date," he hissed.

"By the way, do you even know what position we're in?" Takaki questioned.

Yamada looked down to see himself so close to Takaki, sitting on his stomach. He also felt pairs of eyes staring from behind.

"Oh and did I mention, that we're in a public place where everyone can see?"

The little boy turned scarlet as he jumped off of Takaki, flustered.

Takaki sat up, straightening his shirt with a nonchalant look as if nothing had just happened. He took out his wallet and placed the amount on the bill plus a tip on the tray. Then he stood up, taking the strawberry scented jacket and the strawberry smoothie. "Come on, let's go."

Too embarrassed, Yamada diligently followed Takaki out the door with his head hung low and his cheeks tinting pink.

He heard some slurping sounds coming from Takaki and creased his eyebrows. As he caught up to Takaki, he saw the older boy slurping the smoothie. His strawberry smoothie.

"Hey... that's my strawberry smoothie..." Yamada muttered.

"Well, I paid for it," Takaki said, waving the smoothie in his face.

Whenever Yamada tried to grab it, Takaki would raise it up high. Even when Yamada jumped as high as he could, he couldn't reach it. I hate being short!

Finally he just gave up after trying who knows how many times. Yamada felt dejected as he saw half of the content gone already. "Where are we going?"

Takaki ignored his question. "Where do you live?"

Yamada told him his address before realizing that he had just given it to a jerk. He kicked a stick on the ground out of frustration. NINCOMPOOP! IMBECILE! BLOCKHEAD! IGNORAMUS! TWIT! AAAARGH!!! He continued to think of more synonyms and maybe one or two colorful words in his mind.

"Relax, I'm only walking you home like a good date should be," Takaki assured him as he offered the rest of the smoothie to Yamada.

Yamada looked at Takaki suspiciously, thinking that there's the possibility that the older boy would pull it away once he tried to get it. He cautiously took the drink from Takaki's hands. As he placed his mouth over the straw, he froze at the word Takaki had just said.

"Kiss..." Takaki smirked, bending a bit lower so that he was at the level of Yamada. "An indirect kiss~" Then he continued walking.

Yamada's eyes widened, not sure if he should freak out and throw the smoothie away or just ignore him and finish the melted but sweet strawberry smoothie. But even if it was an indirect kiss, wouldn't that still be considered a kiss? Did this mean that he just kissed Takaki???

Takaki started to laugh, breaking his train of thought. "Do you really need to think about this? Let me tell you something. A real kiss happens with someone you like. And I mean like like."

As Takaki's words sunk in, he nodded happily and continued drinking. But then he remembered the last sentence he said. "I know which like it was! You didn't have to tell me!" he exclaimed, running a bit to catch up to Takaki. Trying to make me feel dumb...

"Suuure you did," Takaki said in a voice that implied that he wasn't convinced at all. "Well... we're here already."

"Eh? Already?" Yamada blinked as he saw that they were indeed in front of his house. So fast...

"What? Did you want our date to last longer?" cooed Takaki in a childish voice.

"NO!" Yamada automatically replied with a 'hmph'. Arrogant... conceited...

Takaki grinned. "Did you have fun?"

Yamada didn't really like that grin on Takaki's face. "I certainly did NOT!"

"Well, I did. I had more fun than I had for a long while," Takaki said with a gentle expression, looking off in the distance as a breeze fluttered his hair to the side.

Yamada softened as he saw the sincerity in Takaki's eyes. He's not so bad...

"Already fallen for me?"

His heart stopped briefly. "In your dreams, you jerk!" He stuck out his tongue and took out his keys to open the door to his house. Yamada felt a presence behind him and something covering his back. Somehow his cheeks grew warmer as a scent overwhelmed his senses.

"You forgot your jacket," Takaki whispered from behind.

Yamada could feel his heart beating irregularly and his stomach started to feel weird. What is this feeling?

"Chubby and squishy Yamada-kun."

Yamada was suddenly irked as he opened the door and slammed it in Takaki's face, yelling, "JERK!" As he calmed down a bit after a little while, he leaned against his door. Somehow, he felt a tinge of sadness.

Takaki whistled as he slipped his hands in the pockets, walking away and smiling.

"Pfft, chushy and squibby."

~Blind Date (Multi-Chapter)~

2011-04-04T05:08:05Z

Title: Blind Date (1/3?)
Author: Jen
Pairings: TakaYama & slight!DaiRyu
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/Romance & AU
Summary: Yamada ends up participating in a blind date without realizing it.
Notes: Err... this is going to be a very short multi-chap that I had started like 2-3 years ago and never finished for some reason. xD And I decided to finish now. Haha. ~~Actually I ran out of other fics because I'm lazy~~
Not my best work, I can assure you that. xP With a crappy title.
Comments are really appreciated!

Yamada Ryosuke slid into the seat, tapping his fingers against the table and looking out the window, watching the pedestrians walk by.

He glanced at his watch and as he raised up his eyes, he saw Ryutaro plopping himself down across from him. A sigh of relief washed over him. "Hey, Ryutaro. What's up?"

"Nothing much," another voice replied instead of Ryutaro's. Daiki sat next to Ryutaro, wrapping an arm around the latter's shoulders.

"Arioka-kun? What are you doing here?" Yamada asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I invited him," Ryutaro answered, snuggling in Daiki's arms.

Yamada pursed his lips. "So... what did you want to tell me? You sounded kinda urgent on the phone."

"I did?" Ryutaro blinked in confusion. "I just wanted to hang out with you," he simply said. "We haven't done that for quite a while now..."

"Then what's with the 'I want to talk,' in that rushed voice? Following that, you just hung up so I got a bit worried," inquired Yamada.

"Ryu-chan's batteries were about to die so he had to talk really fast," Daiki answered for the younger boy.

Yamada made a discontent sound. "So I came all the way here for nothing?"

Ryutaro flinched slightly. "Yama-chan... can't you stop and take a break for once?" Ryutaro tilted his head to the side with a frown.

Yamada sighed, not liking the tone that Ryutaro was using. "I need to keep up those A's so that means I have to study. Sorry, I should really go. Bye, Arioka-kun and Ryutaro." He turned his back on them, waving and left through the door.

It was Ryutaro's turn to sigh as his expression grew sad. "Sorry, Dai-chan. Yama-chan didn't really mean the words he said."

Daiki smiled. "I know."

"I'm just worried," Ryutaro commented, hugging Daiki tighter.

Daiki merely gave an affectionate ruffle. "Do you know what Yamada-kun needs?"

Ryutaro shook his head.

"A boyfriend."

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Yamada's eyes grew heavy as he tried comprehending the deeper meaning in the book. Sure the reading wasn't due until two more weeks but if he started earlier, he could have more time for studying. It wasn't like his parents or anyone in his family pushed him to do this, but it was more like... doing this for himself.

As he yawned and stretched his arms in the air, the cellphone vibrated for a few seconds. Yamada reached for the cellphone and answered with a 'Hello'. Only he got no response. He looked at the screen and found out that he got a text message instead of a phone call.

"I must be too tired..." he muttered under his breath as he read the text though it was unusual getting one from Daiki nonetheless.

EMERGENCY, COME TO THE CAFE ASAP!!! -ARIOKA

A flash of panic went through his body as he dialed Daiki's number. It went straight to Daiki's voicemail so he quickly grabbed his jacket and keys, rushing out the door.

Did something happen to Ryutaro? But then why not a hospital? What could be this emergency? Yamada tried calming himself down by thinking of the possibilities that weren't out of this world.

As Yamada stepped inside the cafe, he didn't see anything out of the ordinary, just regular customers having drinks and pastries. He felt his cell shaking inside his pocket, flipping it open.

GO TO TABLE #4!!! AND SIT THERE NO MATTER WHAT!!! -ARIOKA

For some reason, Yamada had a bad feeling about this whole situation. This was just getting weirder and weirder. He walked to the table and saw an older guy with brown hair and sunglasses, sipping a smoothie through a straw. He wore a chain necklace with a ring on his right hand along with a plain white T-shirt and jeans.

Yamada's heart did a little flip and was a little taken back with the sight. This guy is... good-loo-

The guy's head turned, cocking his head to the side while pressing his lips together.

Yamada couldn't help but stay still at that spot. It was like his body wasn't working anymore.

"Whatcha looking at?" The guy's voice was pretty deep, his eyebrows furrowed.

"S-sorry..." Yamada stammered, looking down. He scurried away and went through the whole cafe, looking for Daiki and possibly Ryutaro.

Arioka-kun might just be late... He did say this table... so maybe when that guy leaves... Yamada found himself at the same place that he started, with that really good looking guy. He noticed that the guy had finished half the cup already. He must've been thirsty... And...

Something clattered onto the ground, breaking his daze. He realized that his cellphone wasn't in his hands anymore. Since when did he become clumsy?

"Here, you dropped your cellphone."

Yamada noticed that the guy in front of him had taken off his sunglasses and had nice hands. He shook his head. What the hell is wrong with me? I swear I didn't think his brown eyes are nice.

"Thanks," was all Yamada said as he took the cellphone out of the latter's hands. He took a look on the screen once again. Did Daiki make a mistake? Table number 4 was already taken but it did say no matter what... Ugh... where are you, Arioka-kun???

"Arioka-kun?"

Yamada became startled. "Did I say that out loud?" If I did, I'll be embarrassed...

The stranger nodded.

Yamada's cheek grew warmer. He opened his mouth to apologize when the other beat him to it.

"Arioka-kun... as in Arioka Daiki?" the brown-haired boy asked, stirring his drink.

The little boy blinked. How did he know? "Yeah..."

"I'm Takaki Yuya, Arioka's friend," he introduced, gesturing for Yamada to sit.

"Yamada Ryosuke..." Yamada complied, thinking this was just getting weirder by the moment.

"So..." Takaki began, finishing his refreshment. "How did you and Arioka-kun meet?"

Yamada looked through the menu. "Oh... through my friend. You?"

"Went to the same middle school. I'm one year older than him," Takaki answered and then called for the waiter.

"Oh..." Yamada kind of felt awkward, talking to Takaki. The only connection was that he was Daiki's friend and nothing else. If you're gonna introduce a friend, then you should've come...

"What would you two like?" the waiter asked with a smile.

"Strawberry smoothie," Yamada ordered, pointing to the picture of the enlarged pinkness. He heard a soft chuckle coming from Takaki. What was wrong with strawberry?

The waiter jotted the order down. "And you?"

"Just water please."

"Okay I'll have them in a minute. Thank you for ordering." And he left. .

"So... strawberry?" Takaki asked, his hands folded on the table.

"What about them? Don't tell me you think that's girly." Yamada heard a 'pfft' in response. "So you do think that way."

"I didn't say that," Takaki countered with a straight face only to start chuckling after a few seconds.

Where in the world was Arioka-kun? I have better things to do... like study than be with this jerk... Screw the fact that he's good looking. No one messes with my strawberries...

As if reading a part of the younger boy's mind, Takaki showed him his own cellphone.

Yamada's mouth dropped open. It was the same exact text that Daiki had sent him.

Takaki shut his phone. "Didn't mean to see what was on your cellphone but I didn't think it was just a mere coincidence that we got the same message."

"I tried calling him but it led to his voicemail," Yamada said. "He probably turned off the phone after he sent the text?"

Takaki shrugged. "So what things do you like to do? Like hobbies."

"Why are you even asking these questions?" Yamada inquired with an irritated tone. It was like he was a witness at a crime scene and he had to answer all the questions given to him.

Takaki leaned back against the seat, his arms rested at the side. "Haven't you figured out what this is?"

"Ehhh? What do you mean?"

The waiter finally came with the drinks, placing them on the table along with the bill.

They both gave their thanks and Yamada started to drink the strawberry goodness.

"It's a date."

~5 Games Takaki and Yamada Played Together

2011-03-26T08:10:47Z

Title: 5 Games Takaki and Yamada Played Together
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama (Takaki x Yamada)
Rating: PG-13 to R
Summary: *points to title*
Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAKAKI YUYA~!!! Have an awesome and fun day ~~with Yamada~~!
As you can see, this ish for the TakaYama-thon, prompt #234. xP And to make up for depriving you guys of TakaYama fics, I made this one extra long. :3 By the way, the last game they played, it's an actual board game. xDDD

Game #1: Truth or Dare

It ended up being him and Takaki left in playing this game. At first all of JUMP were playing and then practically all of the BEST members passed out from drinking while Daiki and the rest of HS7 fell asleep.

“Maybe we should call it a night,” Yamada suggested, leaning back on his elbows.

“Aww... come on. We barely started,” Takaki retorted. “Truth or dare?”

Yamada felt like being brave and said, “Dare,” for the first time that night.

Takaki’s eyes widen in surprise and then he gave a mischievous smile.

Suddenly, Yamada had a bad feeling about this. “I dare you to... call...” Yamada was about to reach for his phone, assuming it was a prank call dare until he heard, “..me by my first name.”

“Eh?” Yamada blinked in confusion. “Call you by your... first name?”

Takaki nodded. “You always call me ‘Takaki-kun’ and not many people call me ‘Yuya’ besides Yabu and Chinen.”

Yamada nodded at the explanation. “Yu... yu...” he began and suddenly felt self-conscious. Somehow, it felt awkward especially when his eyes made contact with Takaki’s.

“It’s like saying Yuto except you say ‘ya’ at the end like in your name. Not that hard,” Takaki assured him.

“I know that!” Yamada exclaimed, pouting a bit. “I’m not stupid... Yu-y... Yuya...” he practically whispered the name and flushed hard for no reason.

“What? I couldn’t hear you,” Takaki said, moving closer.

“Yuya...” Yamada repeated, just loud enough for Takaki to hear. Takaki smirked, causing Yamada to blush. “Umm... my turn! Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Takaki chose, staring at him.

Yamada looked away, trying to think of a question. “Do you like anyone?”

“Yes, I do.”

Yamada’s eyes widen, his heart almost stopping. “Who?”

“Well I already answered your question~ You can ask me next time.”

The younger member sighed, pouting. “Dare,” he stated without waiting for Takaki to ask.

“I dare you to give me a sexy lap dance.”

“...EHHH?” Yamada was shocked with the request.

“If you do, I’ll tell you who I like,” Takaki offered, winking at him.

“But I dunno how to give one!” Yamada protested, completely red.

Takaki wrapped his fingers around Yamada’s wrist and pulled him towards his lap.

“What are you doing?!” Yamada exclaimed, surprised that he ended up on Takaki. He froze as Takaki had a hold on his hips.

“So you start moving sensually... like you’re rolling your hips and doing thrusts like in Asia no Yoru...” Takaki whispered in his ear.

Yamada nodded slowly, as if he were in a trance and subconsciously began giving Takaki a lap dance as if he had done it all his life.

“You can stop now,” Takaki told him before pulling him down, kissing his neck.

Yamada squirmed with the new feeling. “Taka... Takaki-kun... what...”

“I like you,” Takaki murmured.

The younger boy blushed furiously. “I like you, too... but... don’t you think we’re going a bit too fast?” he asked as Takaki slipped a hand under his shirt.

“Hmm... not really,” Takaki answered as he proceeded pushing up his shirt and Yamada smacked him, yelling out, “Pervert!” He was going to leave but got worried when he heard no sound after a thump. Yamada looked and saw Takaki laying on the ground, passed out. He didn’t think that he hit that hard and then remembered that Takaki had drank quite a bit with BEST.

That was when he realized something. “...Don’t tell me you’re going to forget what happened tonight...”

Game #2: Are You Nervous?

It was the day of their first concert and Yamada was getting a bit anxious. He arrived at the venue earlier than anyone else. Yamada stood up and paced back and forth, trying to calm down his beating heart.

Until he felt himself pulled into someone’s familiar arms. Even though this was a daily routine, he squeaked a bit, holding onto those big hands for support.

“What’s wrong, Yama-chan? You’re a bit jumpy today,” Takaki observed, turning him around.

“I’m just... a bit nervous,” Yamada admitted, breathing out slowly.

Takaki led him to the chairs and Yamada sat down, sighing. “I know a way to calm you down.”

Yamada looked up with hopeful eyes. “Really?”

Takaki smiled with a glint in his eyes, or maybe Yamada was just imaginging it. “It’s called ‘Are You Nervous?’. Have you ever played it?”

The younger boy shook his head. “Basically I put a hand on you and ask, ‘Are you nervous?’ If you say no, I continue. If you say yes, I stop. Get it?”

Yamada nodded. When Takaki put his hand on his head and patted it, he asked that question. Yamada smiled and shook his head. On the contrary, it felt nice.

When Takaki touched his cheek, Yamada flinched a bit, feeling his heart speed up. “How about now?” Again, Yamada had the same answer.

Takaki moved down from his shoulder, arm, hand, waist, stomach, and finally down to his knee. “Still not nervous, Yama-chan?” Takaki questioned him, pursing his lips.

“Of course not.” Yamada smiled and when Takaki’s fingers moved up to his thigh, he tensed up.

“Are you nervous?” Takaki asked in a certain tone.

Yamada bit his bottom lip, feeling butterflies in his stomach all over again. But this time for a different reason. “N-not really,” he heard himself stuttering.

“Hmm...” Takaki slid his hand upper, dangerously close to a certain area and squeezed gently. “Are you nervous, Yama-chan?”

Yamada couldn’t take it anymore and stood up suddenly. “Not at all! Haha, thanks for helping me get over my nervousness. That really worked.. I better go and uhh... change into my costume and you know get ready,” Yamada said all too quickly before leaving as fast as he could.

Game #3: Strip Poker

“No, just no,” Yamada said, shaking his head.

“Why not?” Takaki asked, frowning a bit.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Yamada retorted, staring at the cards in his hand. There was no way Takaki was going to convince him to play that.

“But it’ll be more exciting than money. I’ll buy you mangas.”

Yamada felt tempted but no matter what, he wasn’t going to give in.

“And strawberries.”

And with that one magical word, they ended up playing. After quite a few rounds, Yamada was left with his shirt and boxers while Takaki was half naked with his jeans still on.

Yamada was determined to win and looked at his cards. Three kings already with a two and three. He was bound to be the winner. “Two please,” Yamada said, putting down the useless cards. Takaki gave him two and got a pair of queens. How lucky could he get? Yamada smiled to himself and waited for Takaki to put down his cards. “ So what do you have?”

When Takaki placed down his cards, Yamada’s eyes grew wide in shock. Four of a kind fives. “You rigged it!” Yamada exclaimed.

“Just because you don’t want to take off your shirt and let me see your body...” Takaki said, smirking.

Yamada took off his shirt and threw it in the pile of clothes next to them. “There. Happy?”

Takaki licked his lips and stared at him, nodding. Suddenly, Yamada felt uncomfortable as he shuffled the deck and dealt the cards. And to Yamada’s luck, he got two pairs but Takaki managed to get a straight.

“I’m not playing anymore!” Yamada told him when he threw the cards at Takaki. He reached for his shirt when Takaki pinned him down on the ground.

“I kinda like an angry Yama-chan,” Takaki said while Yamada struggled. Obviously, Takaki was stronger. “Let me help you take off the only piece of clothing left...”

“NO! NO! LET ME GO, YOU PERVERT!”

“No! Stop it... No...“

“No... ahh... N-no... not there... mm...”

Game #4: Love Dice

“If you play this game with Takaki-kun, he won’t neglect you as much.” Which was what Yamada was told. Takaki had been busy with a drama recently and hadn’t spent much time with Yamada.

He went to Takaki and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Going over the script,” Takaki answered, sighing.

“Maybe you should take a little break,” Yamada suggested. “We can play a game for a few minutes, can’t we?”

Takaki pursed his lips before putting the script down. “Sounds good. What game?”

“Maybe this one?” Yamada brought out the love dice. He noticed Takaki’s eyebrow raised but said nothing. Having not played it, he rolled it first. “Touch. Lips,” he read before leaning forward and lightly brushing Takaki’s lips with his index finger.

When Takaki rolled, Yamada stared in disbelief at the outcome. “Lick. Neck.” Yamada looked up to find Takaki pulling him in. The younger boy’s breath hitched when Takaki’s tongue slid across his neck sensually.

Yamada swallowed before rolling again. “Squeeze. Below Waist.” Yamada reached over and squeezed Takaki’s thigh quickly before sitting in his original position, blushing.

It was when Takaki rolled that Yamada felt like cursing the person who suggested the game. Yes, Takaki was now paying attention to him but at this rate, they were going to... not that Yamada minded but... he really wasn’t in the mood... or so he told himself.

“Suck. Nipples.” Takaki moved closer while Yamada leaned back until he was laying down. The older boy slowly lifted up his shirt. Yamada squirmed a bit in anticipation as Takaki’s hot breath hovered over his erecting buds. When Takaki’s lips and tongue came in contact, Yamada moaned. And soon his clothes left his body, too...

Game #5: Dirty Minds

“Hey Yama-chan, want to play this game with me?” Takaki asked as he began taking a black box out of a bag.

Yamada plopped down next to Takaki, smiling. “Sure!” Though his smile faded when he saw the name. “Dirty Mind: The Game of Naughty Clues,” he read out loud, furrowing his brows a bit.

“It’s also known as the world’s cleanest dirty game,” Takaki informed him, taking the cover off. “Apparently, the dirtier the mind you have, the worse you’ll be at playing this game.”

“Doesn’t that mean you’ll be the one losing?” Yamada asked as he saw Takaki shuffling the stack of cards. After all, Takaki was always the one making perverted comments all the time.

Takaki smirked at him. “We’ll see if you have a dirty mind like me. Maybe dirtier than I thought...”

Yamada felt his cheeks grow warmer. “I don’t have one unlike you pervert!” he exclaimed. “Watch me own you at this game.”

“Fine, I’ll ask first,” Takaki said, getting the card from the top of the deck. “What goes in hard and pink and then comes out soft and sticky?” he asked with a grin.

Yamada automatically flushed red with one obvious answer in his head. It didn’t help that Takaki had his legs wide open, staring at him and waiting for an answer. But no! That wasn’t the right answer. What else could it be? Yamada tried thinking of another answer but it was practically impossible.

“Yama-chan, your time is about up,” Takaki sing-songed, placing the card down.

“I-I... umm... don’t know...” Yamada muttered, turning his head away.

“Bubblegum,” Takaki told him the answer, chuckling a bit. “What else did you think it was?” he inquired, leaning closer and blowing into Yamada’s ear gently.

Yamada moved away, swallowing hard. “Who knows? It was just a hard question.”

“I know,” Takaki said, his sly smile growing.

That was when Yamada noticed his own choice of words. “I meant difficult! Whatever!” Yamada picked up a card. “I get laid in an alley. I often end up in the middle of your split. When you slip your finger inside me... I'm ready to roll.” Yamada felt his face burning already. He quickly looked down for the answer and then mentally face palmed himself. That made sense. He doubted Takaki could get it right.

“Hmm...” Takaki tapped a finger against his chin. “So... you got laid in an alley... didn’t that happen like a few weeks ago?” Yamada became flustered when he made a trip back to memory lane and directed his eyes down at his hands.

“I end up in the middle of your split every single time anyway...” Yamada bit his bottom lip, feeling a bit uncomfortable and extremely embarrassed.

“As for the finger part...” Yamada’s hands covered Takaki’s mouth, not wanting him to say anymore.

“Just answer the question. You’ve got a minute left,” Yamada murmured, feeling a bit irked that Takaki seemed to be having so much fun.

“A bowling ball, right?” Takaki guessed when Yamada removed his hands.

Yamada frowned and reluctantly nodded. “Yeah... you just got lucky that time. That’s all!” he said as they went on.

However, Yamada couldn’t answer any of the upcoming ones while Takaki miraculously did so correctly. In Yamada’s mind, the riddles were so dirty. He mentally cursed the creators of the game. Now it was Yamada’s turn and if he couldn’t guess this one right, he would lose.

“What can vigorously go in and out of your mouth and produce a white substance; making you feel refreshed and waiting till after dinner for more?” Takaki asked with that irritating smirk.

Yamada gulped for the millionth time and shifted a bit once more. All these questions were making him have dirty thoughts and he was seriously getting uncomfortable down there. And the trigger was Takaki getting close to him, kissing his neck, blowing in his ear, touching him lightly, and other “innocent” things the older boy usually did to him.

Time was running out for him, too, and as much as Yamada didn’t want to lose, he was going to. “I dunno...”

Takaki flipped the card over, revealing the answer to him. “A toothbrush with toothpaste on it. You’re really bad at this, Yama-chan. And I thought you were less perverted than me... what kind of things have you been thinking about?”

“Nothing. I’m just... bad at games in general. That’s all.”

“Really? You’ve been saying that a lot,” Takaki asked with a tone of disbelief. “Don’t tell me you thought it was this little guy...” Takaki said in a husky voice, palming him gently.

Yamada moaned softly, grabbing onto Takaki’s shirt out of reflex.

“I’ll give you one more chance. If you get it right, I’ll give it to you,” Takaki whispered hotly, stroking him through his pants. Yamada was already whimpering and panting heavily. All coherent thoughts disappeared. “I want to suck it.” Yamada moved onto Takaki’s lap. “I want to run my tongue all over it.” Yamada began unbuttoning Takaki’s shirt. “And wanna fill it in my mouth. That’s how I lick-”

Yamada crashed their lips together before Takaki could finish while the card fluttered down to the ground, face up with the answer at the bottom: “Ice cream.”

Baaack

2011-03-21T21:15:30Z

BAAACK FROM HIATUS

Hey you guys! xD Finals are finally over, meaning the quarter is over! :3 Right now is spring break and I'm home! <3 Spring break is only one week.. but I'll try to write fics and get back to flailing and all that good stuff! xP I missed everyone!!! <3

~Jen

OFFICIAL HIATUS! :3

2011-03-07T01:13:05Z

Temporary HIATUS

Real/school life has caught up to me! Winter quarter is the longest.. @.@;;; Anyway, I'll be back during spring break! Which is in... two more weeks or so? xD Finals, projects, essays, etc. is piling up so... yup! :3 So that means no fanfic update. I might comment here and there on fics. xD And maybe a spaz when calendar comes out if there's anything exciting? xD

Anyway, wish me luck on my finals! @.@;; I have a Japanese oral test coming up on Wednesday! Then a listening test. Then final.... with all the others.. xD Byyes for now! :3

~Dirty Little Secret (One-Shot)~

2011-02-21T07:33:52Z

Title: Dirty Little Secret
Author: Jen
Pairing: RyuShin
Rating: NC-17
Summary: What they do together is their own dirty little secret...
Notes: Weekly posting~ And now I'm out of fics... that means I have to work on more! Somehow! xD
Comments are really appreciated~! xD

Ryutaro knew that he should wait until his little brother woke up and left his room, but he couldn’t help himself. He could’ve controlled his hormones with Shintaro sleeping on his bed, but not when the smaller boy laid there, defenseless, with his shirt lifted up halfway, messy hair, and lips slightly open.

To stop himself from touching Shintaro, he turned on his laptop and clicked a password protected folder. His stash of anime porn videos. He made sure to lock his door as well as putting on earphones before typing the password and clicking the video.

Ryutaro bit his bottom lip as he unbuckled his pants and slipped a hand inside. Incoherent moans were heard as he watched the video, feeling himself growing harder by the moment with each teasing stroke. Also, the thought of Shintaro in the same room, made him more turned on than before.

“Nii-chan?”

Ryutaro froze, not sure what he should do first. He eventually cursed under his breath and hastily pulled out his hand, covered with some pre-cum. Wiping it on his pants and taking off his earphones, he turned with a forced smile. “Oh, Shintaro, you finally woke up?” he asked, slightly breathless.

He swallowed hard, seeing Shintaro rubbing his half-lidded eyes. Ryutaro squirmed a bit, trying to calm himself down. If only he had enough time to finish what he was doing earlier... Shintaro nodded and then pointed. “What are you watching?”

“Nothing!” he exclaimed, quickly exiting the video. Ryutaro knew he forgot to do something and hoped Shintaro didn’t see anything.

Shintaro got off the bed and shocked Ryutaro by climbing onto his lap. “I wanna see, nii-chan.”

His conscience was telling him to push Shintaro off, but once his little brother sat on him, all morals got pushed in the back of his mind. Ryutaro knew what he was doing was wrong yet it seemed all too right.

“This is our little secret, okay?” Ryutaro heard himself saying. “You can’t tell anyone about this,” he said, as he opened up the video he closed a few minutes ago when Shintaro nodded. This was something new to Ryutaro. Shintaro wasn’t the type to be this obedient... usually he would protest or something like that...

A few minutes into the anime, Shintaro began to squirm, causing Ryutaro to moan softly. Ryutaro wrapped an arm around Shintaro’s frame and nuzzled his neck. Shintaro whimpered slightly as Ryutaro nipped his ear playfully. As Ryutaro’s tongue traced upward and hand crept under his shirt, Shintaro made incoherent noises of ecstasy.

Shintaro cried out when Ryutaro’s hand found a nub and tweaked it between his fingers. Ryutaro became impatient and let his other hand roam lower until he got to a certain area. At first he rubbed gently but by each moment, the contact grew firmer and faster. Shintaro threw his head back, moans spilling nonstop from his lips.

“Turn around,” he whispered hotly as Shintaro did as he was told. Ryutaro could see the sweat rolling down the side of his lust-filled face and couldn’t control himself anymore. He crashed their lips together, shoving his eager tongue in and pressing himself against Shintaro. His little brother grabbed onto his shirt, kissing back sloppily.

Somehow, Ryutaro managed to pick up Shintaro without breaking contact and laid him on the bed. He pulled away to catch his breath as Shintaro whispered, “Nii-chan... it’s hard to breathe...”

“You’ll get used to it,” he muttered. Ryutaro pushed up the shirt in his way and Shintaro got the hint to take it off as the older boy worked on getting him out of the pants. Once Shintaro was stripped of his clothing, Ryutaro began making preparations between Shintaro’s opened legs. He began stroking Shintaro slowly, knowing that this would be his first time. “Shintaro, give me that bottle on top of the drawer.”

Shintaro reached for it and Ryutaro took the lube he used on himself various times. He poured some out and gradually inserted a finger inside Shintaro’s hole. Shintaro cried out from pain but it died down as Ryutaro took him inside his mouth. He didn’t mind Shintaro bucking his hips, as long as he could stretch the smaller boy’s hole as much as possible. His cock was aching for release already and he tried his best to be considerate.

When Shintaro began shaking, Ryutaro knew that he was close to the edge. Ryutaro pulled away to cover his erection with as much lubricant as possible before inserting himself inside Shintaro. “It hurts, nii-chan... why do you have to be so big?”

Now Shintaro was sounding more like himself. Ryutaro looked at his little brother’s pink cheeks and simply kissed Shintaro, effectively shutting him up as he continued his slow thrusts. He pushed in at a different angle, causing Shintaro to break away from the kiss with heavy breathing. Ryutaro continued on, faster and harder with each push. With one last thrust, Shintaro screamed out Ryutaro’s name as he came. Ryutaro groaned, as he climaxed a moment after.

Ryutaro smiled and kissed Shintaro’s forehead before pulling out and laying beside him. Shintaro snuggled up against him, trying to catch his breath. Eventually, he raised his head so that their eyes met with one another.

“...I guess I don’t mind you being big,” Shintaro finally commented, breaking the comfortable silence.

“...Is that really what you should say after all of this?” Ryutaro asked. “Wouldn’t it have been better if you said something like, ‘I love you?’”

“B-but that’s so embarrassing...” Shintaro murmured, poking Ryutaro’s cheek.

“I’ll force you to say it next time,” Ryutaro told him, smirking.

Shintaro’s eyes widen as he was trying to understand what Ryutaro meant by that. A few seconds later, the look on his face told Ryutaro that the smaller boy finally got it. “I hate you,” he said with a pout.

“I know.” Ryutaro leaned forward and kissed him once again, knowing that Shintaro would say it in a matter of time.

~Voice (Drabble)~

2011-02-14T07:10:53Z

Title: Voice
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Smut & Romance
Summary: Takaki seduces Yamada.
Notes: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!! For all you perverted TakaYama fans. xD
Comments are really appreciated! :3

“Ryosuke, I need you…” Takaki whispered in his ear hotly with a hand squeezing his thigh.

Yamada reluctantly pushed him off, heart pounding against his chest. “Yuya, I have a recording tomorrow… I can’t have my voice gone because of you.

“How about I put a gag in your mouth?” Takaki suggested, his fingers creeping up his leg again.

Yamada rolled his eyes. “You and your kinks.” He didn’t want to admit, deep down, he really liked being tied up like that by Takaki. Yamada did like trying new things.

Takaki didn’t give up though as he said huskily, “How about I keep kissing you to keep you from screaming my name so much?” His hand was dangerously close to his hardening area but Yamada couldn’t let him find out about that.

“No,” he stated, smacking the fingers. “Maybe tomorrow after the recording.”

“Hmm… okay.”

Yamada sighed in relief. He leaned in, smiling in the kiss as Takaki pressed their lips harder. The younger boy gasped when Takaki slipped a hand under his shirt, tweaking his left nipple. That was when Takaki took the chance to shove his tongue in, tasting him.

Shit, this is bad… at this rate… Yamada tried to pull back from the feeling of pleasure but Takaki managed to somehow pin him down on the couch. Takaki swiftly unbuckled his pants and slid a hand in, grabbing a hold of his erection.

Yamada squirmed, throwing his head back and managing to break from the passionate kiss. Takaki began nipping and licking his earlobe, one of his most sensitive spots. “You… you’re so… mm… sneaky…” He could feel Takaki smirking as the older boy crashed their lips once more.

Takaki pumped his cock faster and murmured, “I can’t help that you’re so fucking hot… do you really want me to stop now? Even though you’re already shaking and leaking so much.”

Yamada bit his bottom lip as Takaki suddenly stopped. Whatever, he didn’t care anymore. All he wanted was his release. “Fuck me already…”

Takaki kissed his lips before he began unbuckling his own pants.

“Wait…” Yamada said as Takaki stopped, looking at him. “Let me do it.” Yamada sat up a bit with a mischievous expression, pulling down the zipper with his teeth. He pushed down the boxers a bit, just enough so that Takaki’s huge cock was revealed. Then Yamada began to lick it and bite it every so often, enjoying hearing Takaki’s low moans and groans. Yamada sucked the tip teasingly until Takaki pushed him away, eyes full of lust.

Yamada laid down again as Takaki yanked down his pants and boxers. Yamada kicked them off as he noticed Takaki taking a small bottle of lubricant from his back pocket and poured it in his hands. “Bastard… you knew I was going to give into you.”

Takaki grinned while inserting his fingers inside him. It didn’t hurt Yamada at all since they had more than enough sex. “I know how to get inside your pants easily. It’s called seducing.”

Yamada was about to say something when Takaki pushed in without warning, causing him to feel full. Takaki began slamming into his sweet spot already and Yamada felt the urge to scream from ecstasy. His boyfriend kissed him hotly while thrusting into him roughly. Yamada wrapped his arms around Takaki’s neck, his fingers tangled in his hair as the pleasure intensified with every push. The younger boy wrapped his legs around Takaki’s waist, urging him to go faster, feeling his climax growing closer.

It was hard not screaming as he came while Takaki spilled inside him, too. Even then, they continued kissing to no tomorrow. Yamada knew he wasn’t going to get much sleep tonight and who knows how many rounds they were going to go for. At least his voice would still be good for tomorrow as long as Takaki kept his mouth occupied with those sexy lips and sinful tongue.

~Shinku (Drabble)~

2011-02-07T03:19:22Z

Title: Shinku
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff/Romance
Summary: Yamada gets mistaken as a girl but when the stranger he bumped into finds out that he's a boy, his attitude changes.
Notes: Random drabble... and based on some translation where Yamada encountered this situation. xD
Comments are really appreciated! :3

Yamada pressed the play button on his music player, putting on his earphones. It was a new song he had recently added and got really addicted to it. The song was pretty catchy.

Unfortunately, he was so into his song that he didn't watch where he was going. "Oof!" He bumped into someone, causing the latter to drop his books.

"I'm sorry, little girl," the guy said, who looked around 20 years old. "Let's both be careful next time, okay?"

Yamada was used to strangers mistaking him as a girl, so he didn't get mad. He helped the guy pick up his books after taking off his earphones. With a small laugh, he told him, "No no no. I'm a boy."

Suddenly, the stranger's brown orbs didn't look so friendly anymore. He yanked the books from Yamada's hands. With a frown, he spoke. "Watch where you going, little boy," he growled, muttering nonsense afterward.

Yamada blinked, shocked. So after finding out that he was male, the guy became rude to him? Yamada felt irked and couldn't let this go. "Why are you being such a sexist?"

"Excuse me?" the brunette replied, pursing his lips. "Says the person who bumped into me and made me drop my books."

"Well, I helped you picked them up, didn't I?" Yamada retorted, not knowing why he was being blamed.

The stranger scoffed. "At least I apologized."

"After calling me a girl nonetheless!" Yamada shot back. What was this guy's problem?

"First of all, I said, "I'm sorry, little girl," not "Little girl, I'm sorry." So I apologized before calling you one. Second of all, you seriously look like a girl. Are you going to deny that?"

Yamada glared. "But then finding out that I'm a boy, your attitude totally changed on me."

The stranger stared at him and then sighed. "Is that what you're getting all worked up about?"

"Whatever." Yamada was getting nowhere with this obnoxious guy and he had better things to do. He was about to leave when he heard that voice telling him to wait. Yamada stopped and then turned around. "What do you want?"

"You know, you're cute when you're mad."

Yamada's eyes widen. That was the last comment he would ever expect from the guy. "Are you trying to pick me up now?" he questioned in disbelief. "At least introduce yourse-" Though he wasn't able to finish when he felt soft lips pressed against his. Yamada was too surprised to even think properly as the older guy slipped an arm around his waist, while a hand nudged his head forward.

"Takaki Yuya... 20... university student..." the brunette whispered, pulling away.

Yamada, still in shock with his heart pounding, saw Takaki lean in, capturing his lips once more. Instinctively, his hands held onto Takaki's shoulder. When he heard a moan that sounded unlike himself, Yamada's eyes shot wide open. He automatically pushed Takaki away. He was being kissed by someone he just met today... five minutes ago!

Apparently, he pushed too hard and Takaki was on the ground once more, with his books more scattered than earlier. Yamada debated whether to leave or help him. Of course, with his conscience, he reluctantly helped. Yamada directed his eyes down, gathering up the test prep books. "Here," he offered as Takaki took them.

"Yamada Ryosuke..." Yamada muttered, feeling his cheeks grow hot as he saw the smirk on Takaki's face. "17 and I go to Horikoshi High School. And I still think you're a sexist."

He quickly stood up and walked away quickly, not before hearing, "If you want to do it, just come over to my place. I live alone."

Yamada blushed profusely, yelling out, "PERVERT!" Plus it wasn't as if he knew where Takaki lived anyway...

He put on his earphones again, singing along with the artist. Love me, show me, tell me...

~Fluffy (One-Shot)~

2011-01-31T05:39:56Z

Title: Fluffy
Author: Jen
Pairings: Hikato, Okajima, & YutoChii
Genre: Fluff/Romance & Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Keito is left broken-hearted and who is to pick up those pieces and mend them back together?
Notes: Okay, really cheesy summary but that's just thought up on the spot. LOL xD And random title. Yeah... and sorry for the lack of a Hikaru or a Keito icon... O_O;;;
Comments are really appreciated! :3

Time stopped for Keito, the moment he heard those words from Yuto.

“Keito, I don’t think this is going to work out.”

Keito and Yuto had been going out for two months now. The first month was full of first times. Keito’s first time confessing. Having a boyfriend. Holding hands. Dates. Kisses...

When was it... when did the tears begin? Those sleepless nights, waking up with red eyes. Maybe he had expected too much. Every time, he looked forward to something, it ended with disappointment. Yet, when something did happen, which rarely did, he felt like he was on top of the world.

Everyday was a roller coaster. And now, the ride had come to an end.

“Don’t you think... we can make this work out?” Keito asked, holding back the incoming tears.

Yuto smiled meekly. “I’m sorry, Keito... but... I can’t be with you with these half-hearted feelings...”

“Half-hearted feelings?” he repeated, swallowing hard and trying to digest the information. “There’s... someone else?”

A blush crept up on Yuto’s face and Keito’s heart fell. That was him... yet, it turned one-sided. “It’s... Chii-chan...”

That was when the tears began to fall. Deep down, Keito knew but he denied it. He ignored those subtle looks that Yuto began to give to the smaller boy within one and a half months into the relationship.

“Keito? Umm... I...” Through Keito’s blurry vision, he could see Yuto’s concerned face, eyes full of guilt.

Keito shook his head furiously, wiping away the nonstop tears. “I’m f-fine... I w-want... to be alone...” he choked on the last word and walked away. Keito could hear Yuto calling his name but his feet began to break into a run.

It was his fault this relationship didn’t work out. If only he tried harder... he must had done something to make Yuto break up with him. His thoughts stopped abruptly as he crashed into something and Keito lost his balance, landing on the ground.

Sobs broke out and he didn’t care about anything anymore.

Suddenly, Keito was enveloped with warmth, arms around his shaking frame. The scent of mint washed over him and he hugged back, clutching the back of the person’s jacket.

“It’s not your fault,” the person said, rubbing his back after Keito calmed down.

Keito could clearly recognize that voice... “Hikaru-kun...” he whispered, feeling a bit embarrassed. For some reason, he felt somewhat relieved being told that.

“You tried your best, didn’t you?” Hikaru asked gently, stroking his hair. It was rare that Hikaru was ever serious like this.

Keito bit his bottom lip before more tears fell. He pulled back a bit, seeing Hikaru’s worried yet soft expression. Keito lowered his head a bit and felt Hikaru ruffling his hair.

“You know, you’re really fluffy.”

The random comment threw Keito completely off. He stared at Hikaru with a ‘what-the-hell’ look before a giggle escaped from his lips. “Thanks, Hikaru-kun...” Keito smiled.

“Anytime~” Hikaru said, making a funny expression.

~~~~~

Time stopped for Keito, but this time, for a totally different reason.

Whenever, Keito saw Yuto and Chinen flirting with each other, he wasn’t bothered by it. He even thought they were really cute.

However, when his eyes met with Hikaru’s, his heart pounded hard against his chest. All of a sudden, he was self-conscious, similar to how he was with Yuto. But he was scared that the same thing would happen all over again. After all, Hikaru had good chemistry with Yabu and Inoo, too.

Keito kept the feelings to himself, hoping that they would go away, while at the same time, hoping that Hikaru had somehow liked him, too. The courage he had earlier, disappeared.

The 7 member sighed and leaned back against the couch. Keito was surprised when he felt another presence plopping down right beside him. He turned his head to find Yuto cocking his head to the side. “Oh, hey Yuto. Where’s Chinen?”

Yuto frowned. “He’s with Yama-chan and Yuma.” Though the way Yuto said it, sounded very... unlike Yuto. In other words, he sounded jealous. “Where’s Hikaru?”

“Hikaru-kun is...” Keito trailed off, blinking at the taller boy. Wait... he never told anyone about his feelings toward Hikaru and nor has anyone even noticed it. Or so he thought?

Yuto began to giggle. “Keito... you think I don’t know you well enough to know if you like someone? We even went out for two months.”

Keito laughed softly. The two months that were his happiest yet saddest times. Only thing he needed to get back was his confidence, which was the hardest part. “That’s true.”

“So...” Yuto began to bounce a bit, looking like an excited puppy. “When are you going to confess?”

“Never?” he squeaked out softly, shifting uncomfortably.

Yuto crossed his arms over his chest and pouted. Keito knew that Yuto always did that when he wasn’t happy. “Why not? You did it with me... why can’t you do it again?”

“It’s not the same!” Keito exclaimed a bit too loudly.

Yuto’s childish act dropped as his expression changed. “How is it not? Don’t you think you’re being unfair?”

“Unfair?” Keito echoed, confused.

“Why can’t Hikaru get a confession from you? I mean... why can’t he get the privilege I did?” Yuto asked. Keito was about to protest when Yuto said, “Hearing Keito confess to me... was one of the happiest moments in my life.”

Keito’s eyes widen. “What...?”

Yuto extended an arm and began ruffling Keito’s hair, pulling him into a brotherly hug. “I thought to myself, “He’s so brave and cute with his honesty.” That’s what made me feel guilty though. When Chii-chan somehow... you know. And then I realized, I didn’t deserve such a person. It was hard. It hurt when I saw your tears but I had to...” Yuto pulled back, smiling. “I was worried about you but I’m glad that now...”

Keito was speechless. All this time, he blamed himself but he forgot about Yuto’s feelings, how he felt about the whole thing. “Yuto...” was all he could say.

All of a sudden, he heard a noise from the back. Keito directed his attention toward the direction of the sound, made from a door slamming shut. Instinctively, Keito hurried to the door and opened it, seeing Hikaru comforting a teary-eyed Chinen in the hallway.

“Hikaru-kun...”

“Chii-chan...” Yuto walked past Keito, heading for Chinen. The smaller boy broke away from Hikaru and ran off while Yuto chased after him.

Keito took a deep breath as Hikaru came towards him. “Hey,” the BEST member greeted.

“Hey. Is Chinen okay?” That was the first question that popped in his mind.

Hikaru shrugged, leaning against the wall. “Hopefully.” Keito noticed that Hikaru didn’t seem the same. Usually, Hikaru would be smiling, be talkative, make lame jokes, or tease him, but he was quiet.

The silence was beginning to slowly kill him until Hikaru finally broke it. “So... you and Yuto?”

“Hm? We were just talking.”

“Oh...” Hikaru clicked his tongue, looking down. “So I guess... you two are back together again?”

Keito blinked. Did Hikaru and Chinen hear their conversation? But then.. they probably heard... It must have been bad timing.

“We didn’t mean to eavesdrop but... yeah.” Keito was about to speak when Hikaru continued. “I mean, Yuto probably realized that he made a mistake. He found out that you were such a nice, cute, clumsy, fluffy, pure-hearted boy that’s always thoughtful about others.”

His heart began to beat faster. Did Hikaru really think all of that about him? Suddenly, he felt something inside him grow. Even if it was temporary, he could feel the confidence, he had before, back again. “Do you like me, Hikaru-kun?”

Hikaru had somehow lost his balance, probably from shock, and shook his head as if he was hearing things. “Come again?”

It was now or never. No, wait, there was no such thing as ‘never’ when it came to this. “Because I like you, Hikaru-kun.”

“Ehhh?” Hikaru stared at him like a deer in headlights. Then he smacked and pinched himself.

Hikaru yelped in pain but Keito still stood there with a grin on his face. He was this close to laughing. “You’re such a dork,” Keito commented, laughing. He couldn’t keep it in any longer. “And I’m still waiting for an answer.”

The older boy cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his head. “I like you, too,” he murmured sheepishly.

Keito couldn’t help but blush, hearing those words coming from Hikaru. He smiled, feeling a lot better about himself. Even now, he was still scared but... somehow that goofy grin from Hikaru reassured him that everything would be alright.

OMAKE:

Yuto easily caught up to Chinen and grabbed his arm. “Chii-chan!” Chinen and Hikaru had probably heard them though he didn’t understand why the little boy would run away from him.

Chinen struggled to be released from his grip while exclaiming, “Let me go!”

“No, I won’t.” Yuto frowned, tightening his hold. “Why did you run? Why were you crying?”

Chinen bit his bottom lip and looked away as he stopped moving. “Why should I answer?” he murmured, his eyes clouding with sadness.

Yuto loosened his grip and placed his hands on Chinen’s shoulders. “Chinen, look at me.”

The smaller boy finally raised his head and Yuto pressed his mouth against Chinen’s forehead gently by instinct. Automatically, Chinen turned red and touched the spot where Yuto has kissed him. Yuto thought it was a cute reaction. “But aren’t you back with Keito?” Chinen suddenly asked.

Yuto’s eyes widen and Chinen looked like a squirrel wanting to scurry back to its hole. “I am?” he questioned back. So... the reason why Chinen was crying and ran... was because he thought that he and Keito got back together? So didn’t that mean... now it all made sense.

“No?” Chinen suddenly looked confused. “Didn’t you say...” He diverted his eyes down and fidgeted a bit. “...that Keito confessing to you... was one of your... you know...” Chinen trailed off.

“Yes, I did say that.” Yuto noticed Chinen’s crestfallen face. “But... my happiest moment is when I’m with you.”

Chinen’s blush grew darker. “Really?”

Yuto nodded and smiled. “You were jealous, weren’t you?” he teased, poking Chinen’s cheek.

Chinen pouted and then broke into a small smile while hugging Yuto. “I like you,” he murmured softly but just loud enough for Yuto to hear.

“I like you, too,” Yuto whispered in his hair, his arms around Chinen. “I like you a lot.”

~Thanks? (One-Shot)~

2011-01-22T10:31:28Z

Title: Thanks?
Author: Jen
Pairing: DaiRyu
Genre: Romance & Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Ryutaro's hormones gets the best of him when Daiki practices on pronouncing ~~sex~~ "Thanks."
Notes: I usually post on Sundays... but two certain people kept on wanting it. xD You know who you are! Here you go!
Comments are appreciated!

Ryutaro fell onto the bed after he suddenly got pushed down by his boyfriend, Daiki. The older boy began to yank his tie loose and pop open his shirt.

“Wh-what... are you doing, Dai-chan?” he stuttered, gulping. He had to admit... Daiki was turning him on by every second.

Daiki smirked as he climbed on top of him, his shirt fully open and exposing his chest. “I want you...” he said huskily.

Ryutaro began to breathe harder as the words stayed on his mind. He could feel his pants tightening and his needy part aching so much already.

Daiki kissed him senselessly, shoving his tongue in as he began grinding against his clothed erection hard. Then he lowered down and sucked on Ryutaro’s sensitive neck. Ryutaro’s moans spilled nonstop as he cried out, “Harder... Dai-chan... nnn...!”

The older boy rubbed his ass rougher on him and Ryutaro felt himself coming when an annoying sound came from his right side.

He opened his eyes, sweating profusely as Ryutaro turned off his alarm clock. “A dream...?” he managed to gasp out. Ryutaro looked under his blankets and cursed.

The worse thing was... Ryutaro had dance rehearsal later and that meant he would see Daiki... The worst part was that Daiki was going to come over to his house today to hang out like they usually did. The younger boy bit his bottom lip. Damn him and his raging hormones... He quickly got off the bed to take a cold shower.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ryutaro played Pokemon on his DS, like what he usually did every time they had a break. Suddenly, he dropped his Nintendo, after his ears picked up something. Ryutaro thought he was hearing things but when Daiki repeated the word louder, his eyes widen. He turned, pink cheeks visible on his face, to the direction of the familiar voice.

“Thanks,” Keito said slowly.

“Sanks,” Daiki repeated. Which was what could be heard if someone was listening very closely. Except to any outsider... Ryutaro swallowed and mentally smacked himself. He pushed away any indecent thoughts he had and went back to his game, trying to concentrate on it.

“Eh... close enough,” Keito stated. Yes, Ryutaro was still eavesdropping on their conversation. Well, it was more like they were in the same room and no one else was there so... yeah.

“Sanks... sanks... sanks...” chanted Daiki, as if he was trying to perfect his pronunciation, except he would never ever be able to say the word properly.

Ryutaro couldn’t help but squirm, feeling hotter than usual. That dream was still so vivid in his mind. Why did he have to remember every single detail? “Get your mind out of the gutter... you know he’s not saying... that...” he muttered to himself before raising his eyes a bit. They hadn’t even reached pass the innocent kissing stage.

Keito shook his head before his eyes met with Ryutaro’s. Then he began laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Daiki asked with innocent eyes.

Keito cleared his throat. “I dunno. Maybe your boyfriend feels that I’m stealing all your attention,” he answered calmly.

Ryutaro became flustered, quickly going back to his Pokemon. He wasn’t thinking like that at all! Keito must have misunderstood! Nonetheless, footsteps grew closer and then a weight plopped down next to him.

“Ryu-chan... are you feeling lonely?” Daiki questioned him, tilting his head to the side.

Yet, somehow, the way that Daiki said it made Ryutaro blush like crazy. The way Ryutaro imagined it was that Daiki had one hand on his knee and leaned in, whispering in his ear all sensually. Ryutaro furiously shook his head, moving away. What in the world was he thinking??

When Daiki placed a hand over his, Ryutaro jolted from the sudden movement. Daiki smiled and bent forward, pressing his lips against Ryutaro’s. The smaller boy was surprised and then fluttered his eyes closed, kissing back gently. Though... not so innocent thoughts ran through his mind... such as... Daiki pushing him against a wall roughly and crashing their lips together... hands running all over his body... a leg between his own, rubbing urgently...

When Daiki pulled back, Ryutaro was panting hard. It wasn’t as if they had just passionately kissed either. “Are you okay, Ryu-chan?” His face was full of worry as he brushed away a few of the younger boy’s bangs.

Ryutaro nodded, swallowing hard. “I’m just a bit out of breath...” he lied, fanning himself. Ryutaro thanked the rest of Hey! Say! JUMP for coming back.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ryutaro wondered if the gods were playing tricks on him. It just so happened that his parents took Shintaro to visit their grandparents, which meant he would be alone today. With Daiki.

Daiki was waiting for him in his room and Ryutaro took a deep breath before he went in, closing the door behind him.

“Where’s everyone?” he asked with pursed lips. The same hot ones... that were on his...

“Visiting grandparents. They even took Shintaro with them,” he answered, smiling back. Ryutaro sat down next to Daiki as the latter, wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

Daiki suggested watching TV and Ryutaro agreed. There was nothing wrong with watching TV. Plus it could distract him from the impure thoughts he was having all day.

Luckily, a movie was about to begin at that moment. They settled in with Ryutaro sitting between Daiki’s legs, arms around his waist. Ryutaro snuggled against Daiki, who kissed his hair affectionately.

It was the typical girl meets boy and they both had a bad start. Eventually, they both fell in love and they lived happily ever after. Not to mention, for the last scene, the kiss grew into something deeper.

Clothes began to be taken off and Ryutaro flushed, thinking back on his morning dream... of Daiki taking off his clothing. Now that he thought about it... Daiki was wearing an open collared white shirt with a tie hanging loose and tight pants.

Ryutaro moved uncomfortably and thankfully, as soon as the boy pushed the girl down on the bed, it dimmed into darkness.

“That was a nice movie, wasn’t it?” Daiki asked, startling Ryutaro.

“Oh... yeah! It really was,” Ryutaro agreed, turning his head and pecking Daiki’s lips. The BEST member leaned forward, kissing him, this time, longer than usual. Ryutaro went with the flow and parted his mouth slightly. Daiki gradually slipped a tongue in and Ryutaro held onto the older boy’s shirt, their breaths mingling with one another. Slow. Wet. Hot. All at the same time.

Finally, Daiki pulled away so they could catch their breaths. Ryutaro wanted more...

“Hey Ryu-chan... do you think I’m pronouncing ‘Thanks’ right?” Daiki asked. “I’ve been practicing... but I’m not sure that I am... Thanks... thanks... thanks... thanks...”

Ryutaro couldn’t take it anymore nor did his body listen to him. “Stop... saying... that...” he panted each word. “It sounds like... like... sex...” Ryutaro said, before kissing Daiki hard.

He pulled away, his mind hazed with lust as he began unbuttoning Daiki’s shirt.

“W-wait... Ryu-chan...” His voice sounded confused.

Ryutaro didn’t listen as he zipped down Daiki’s jeans and pulled down his boxers. He just didn’t care what Daiki had to say anymore.

“Ryu-cha- ahh...” Ryutaro began sucking Daiki’s tip. Then he licked up and down, nipping every so often, wanting to taste Daiki. Pre-cum began spurting out and Ryutaro happily lapped it up. “Dai-chan... tastes... so good...” he whispered, seeing Daiki’s mouth slightly open, eyes closed, and sweat rolling down his face. Ryutaro took the whole erection inside his mouth. Ryutaro grew harder, hearing Daiki’s groans and moans. He bobbed his head faster and faster as Daiki bucked his hips.

Ryutaro heard Daiki cry out, “Ryu-chan!” before he came. He drank all the white essence up, needing his own release, too. Ryutaro kissed Daiki, who kissed back this time. The younger boy was glad that Daiki didn’t push him away or anything.

“P-prepare me...” Ryutaro whispered as he rolled to the side. Daiki got on top of him and went himself down in between his legs. The older boy began teasing him, licking and sucking his inner thighs.

Ryutaro squirmed and moaned when finally, Daiki flicked a tongue at his entrance. Then a finger was inserted and Ryutaro groaned. And then another and another until four were inserted. Daiki pulled them out and then Ryutaro got up, pushing Daiki on his back.

Without any warning, Ryutaro lowered himself onto Daiki’s hard erection. He threw his head back from being filled. “Dai-chan...” he moaned as Ryutaro continued with a rhythm with Daiki thrusting his hips upward. When his sweet spot got hit dead-on, Ryutaro screamed. He shuddered, his hole clenching around Daiki’s cock.

Ryutaro felt himself being flipped over with Daiki smirking. The younger boy felt hot all over again as Daiki began ramming against that same spot over and over again. Harder and harder each time. Until Ryutaro spilled himself, screaming Daiki’s name only to be silenced by his boyfriend’s lips.

Daiki came, too, and Ryutaro moaned, exhausted from the work-out. The older boy kissed Ryutaro’s forehead before pulling out. He rolled next to Ryutaro, throwing an arm over his frame. They stayed like that in silence before Daiki said, “You’re so hot...”

Ryutaro blushed, finally realizing what he had just did with Daiki. “Thanks?” was all he could say before Daiki whispered, “You know... you sound like you’re saying sex, too.” Ryutaro made a mental note to never say, “Thanks” in English ever again. And Daiki made sure to make Ryutaro say it every time they had sex.

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~Sealed With a Kiss (One-Shot)~

2011-01-17T03:47:46Z

Title: Sealed With a Kiss
Author: Jen
Pairings: YutoChii, YamaChii, & TakaYama
Genre: Fluff/Romance, AU, & Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Chinen has to make Yamada fall for him but what happens when he's already falling for someone else?
Notes: Related to Natural Sexiness multi-chapter but this can be read by itself. This is like a side story? xD
And yeah, it's pretty long. xP
Comments are really appreciated!

“Yuuri, I’m sorry but... you have to.” Chinen saw his mom’s watery, pleading eyes, tears threatening to come out. “For us,” she whispered.

Chinen bit his bottom lip before he resigned himself. He cursed Yamada Kyou, head of the wealthiest companies. In order to be successful, he would do anything to achieve his goal, even with the means of cornering his parents like this.

He was told to use his cuteness and seduce his son so that the latter would break up with his current boyfriend. Apparently Yamada Kyou didn’t approve of his son’s boyfriend for whatever reason.... probably because he wasn’t at the same level as him or something... What kind of father was that? But Chinen had no other choice...

Immediately, Chinen was transferred to Yamada Ryosuke’s school, leaving behind his old friends.

“This is Chinen Yuuri, the new transfer student,” the teacher announced. He bowed and took a seat behind Yamada Ryosuke, his target. Chinen knew what he looked like since he was shown pictures plus he could see the similar features of Yamada’s dad on him. Somehow the thought of that disgusted him but he had to do this...

Chinen had to make a move so after class while they began to pack up, he tapped the boy’s shoulders. “Yamada-kun?” Then he halted, realizing that he wasn’t supposed to make it obvious that he knew Yamada’s name.

“Yes?” Yamada turned with a questionable look.

Wait, he didn’t blow his cover because he just remembered that Yamada was a popular idol. “Umm.. can you show m-me around?” he purposely stammered. Most people thought it was cute.

“Sure!” a voice that wasn’t Yamada’s exclaimed happily. Chinen turned and saw a smiling boy’s face and his heart skipped a beat. “Chinen, right? Chii-chan it is!”

“Ehh?” Chinen was confused. They weren’t even friends yet and he already had a nickname!

"I’m Nakajima Yuto! But you can call me Yuto!” the tall, slim boy introduced with a wide grin.

Chinen merely blinked at the hyper boy, bouncing in his seat.

“Can you believe he’s so hyper in the morning?” Yamada whispered to him. The little boy nodded his head in agreement. Never had he met someone so happy before...

It was finally lunchtime and Yamada, well mostly, Yuto showed him around. “So then that’s the girl’s gym, so obviously you can’t go in there,” Yuto blabbered excitedly while Yamada and Chinen followed, wondering what kind of statement that was. Obviously, you couldn’t go in... Chinen couldn’t help but smile and nod though. Yuto was certainly an interesting person.

“And this is the cafeteria, where we can eat whatever you want here. Well, more like they give you choices and you can choose from those... there are a lot of choices of food! But they never have horse meat...” Yuto ranted with a frown. “I bring my own since I love my mom’s cooking though....”

Chinen felt a finger on his cheek. “Are you hungry, Chii? Let’s eat!” Yuto exclaimed, poking him once more before sitting down. Chinen’s poked spot felt a bit warmer than usual and he unconsciously touched it, biting his bottom lip. What was this feeling growing in his heart?

Suddenly, Chinen remembered that he forgot his lunchbox due to the commotion back home. And his goal here. His parents were depending on him! “Where can I buy some bread?” Chinen asked, thankful that he brought some money. He had some loose change in his pockets from taking the train earlier.

“You can have some of my lunch!” Yuto exclaimed. Before Chinen could protest, his mouth got shoved a sushi. “Here, have some more.” Chinen didn’t even have time to shake his head and another one somehow got squished in. Both his cheeks were puffed out, like a squirrel stuffing nuts in its mouth.

“Uhh... Yuto-kun, you’re overfeeding him,” Yamada commented, picking up some rice with his chopsticks.

Chinen silently thanked Yamada. His jaw began to grow sore from chewing so much. More like he couldn’t really chew with so much in his mouth. Finally, he managed to swallow the last bit after a few minutes. Chinen was glad he had some water to help him.

“Do you want some more?” Yuto offered, preparing to get another big piece.

Chinen quickly shook his head and gave his thanks. Though, Yuto was smiling brightly at him while eating. Chinen felt a bit uncomfortable with the stare and could feel his cheeks warming up.

Suddenly, he felt a vibration in his pocket. He had received a text message from an unfamiliar number. Don’t fail me. Or else... A reminder from Yamada’s dad. Chinen suppressed a frown and plastered on a smile. He turned his attention to Yamada. Chinen had to get a move on this. “Can I call you Ryo-chan?” First plan was to get closer by calling each other with nicknames.

Yamada’s eyes flickered something unreadable for a split second. Was that just Chinen’s imagination? Almost as if he was suspicious? “Eh? Why? We just met like today.”

Chinen pouted. “Well... I didn’t think it was fair that you guys get to call me by a nickname and not the other way around...”

“Wasn’t that only Yuto-kun, though?” Yamada asked, raising an eyebrow.

Chinen blushed at his mistake. Yamada was right about that. What should he say next? It didn’t seem like this was going to be easy. Getting close to Yamada that is.

“Yama-chan, don’t be a butthead!” Yuto interjected, pointing a chopstick at him. “Let Chii-chan call you, Ryo-chan. It’s so much easier and cuter to say that instead of Yamada-kun, don’t you think so?”

Chinen blinked. Was Yuto helping him?

“Sure... but I mean... Yama-chan is fine but Ryo-chan is a bit...” Yamada trailed off, looking reluctant to explain. Chinen could guess why Yamada didn’t want to be called Ryo-chan.

“I already took the nickname Yama-chan so that’s why Chii-chan chose Ryo-chan. Right?” Yuto turned to him for approval.

Chinen frowned. “Umm... it’s okay. I was being a bit too pushy...” he said, not wanting for this to get out of hand.

Yamada sighed and then smiled, reaching over and patting his head. Chinen looked up in surprise. “It’s fine. I can tell you’re trying hard to make friends.”

Chinen looked down, fidgeting. It wasn’t that he was embarrassed, more like he was feeling guilty. That wasn’t his intentions at all. Yamada was actually a nice person and yet... “I’m sorry... but...” he murmured under his breath before smiling shyly and scooting closer to Yamada. “Umm... thanks for showing me around today.”

“That was mostly Yuto-kun, too, but... no problem,” Yamada said, patting him once more.

He could’ve sworn he saw Yuto frown but then the latter began smiling and asking him a bunch of questions. What was up with him seeing things today? He must have been tired... oh well. This was for the sake for his parents...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As weeks passed by, Chinen tried his best to get closer and closer to Yamada everyday. At the same time, he was becoming stressed with the pressure from Yamada’s dad and his family. Chinen wasn’t able to sleep peacefully nor was his grades any better. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t smart, but with his family situation right now, he couldn’t study. He tried his best to make it seem like everything was alright in front of Yamada and Yuto.

He managed to get as touchy as he could with the idol without crossing the border of friendship. Though, now, most of their classmates thought they were going out.

“I like you, Chinen-kun! Please go out with me!” a girl confessed, offering an envelope with his name neatly written on it.

Chinen smiled at the girl. “I appreciate your feelings. Thank you... but...”

“You like someone else?” she asked.

Did he like someone else? For some reason, Yuto flashed in his mind and he flushed red. “Err... umm...”

“Is it Yamada-kun?” she continued questioning. “Because I would totally approve of you two!”

Chinen blinked as the girl waited anxiously for his answer. Should he lie? It might make it easier on him after all. “Umm... y-yeah... I guess...” The girl began to squeal. “But don’t tell anyone this... please...”

The girl stopped squealing and nodded. “Okay~” Then she walked off and Chinen sighed in relief. She finally left. He turned around and bumped into someone. “Oof!” Chinen lost his balance and fell on his butt. He opened his eyes to see a familiar figure in front of him. “Y-Yuto?” His heart froze. Did Yuto hear the whole thing?

It was eerily quiet before Yuto broke into a smile and hugged him. “Don’t worry! I’ll keep it a secret from Yama-chan! I didn’t know you liked him. You should’ve told me sooner so I could’ve helped!”

“I’m sorry...” Wait... why did he just say that? What was he sorry for? Lying? If that was the case, then to who?

“What are you sorry for?” Yuto asked with a tone sounding unlike him.

Chinen could feel Yuto squeezing him tighter to the point where he was beginning to suffocate. “Y-Yuto? It hurts...” he squeaked.

Yuto pulled back, muttering, “Sorry.” Then he began to laugh. “I was too happy for you.”

Chinen nodded, feeling a headache coming. At the same time, his chest began to hurt to see Yuto’s current expression.

“I’ll see you after school. I have to go somewhere right now,” Yuto told him before standing up and extending his hand.

The little boy stared at the hand and took it, feeling the warmth seeping into his own. With the help of Yuto, he got on his feet. Their hands were still connected and Chinen didn’t want to let go of Yuto.

As their eyes met, they stared for a moment before Yuto looked away and retracted his hand. “See you later, Chii...”

He wanted to tell Yuto to not go but something held him back from doing so. As he took a step, Chinen wobbled a bit. He felt somewhat dizzy but shook it off.

Soon, it was lunchtime and Chinen sat on Yamada’s lap purposely even though he hated to do this, especially in front of Yuto. Chinen wasn’t even sure why Yuto being there even mattered.

He was informed that Yamada’s boyfriend would be visiting and Chinen would finally see the guy that Yamada’s dad disapproved of. And he came. Chinen held onto Yamada’s arm, snuggling against him as the tall, brunette guy with sunglasses walked in. His first impression was that Yamada’s boyfriend had a really good sense of fashion. Of course, no one else in the school knew about Yamada’s boyfriend except for him...

“Hey. You must be Chinen Yuuri?” he asked. “I’m Takaki Yuya, Yamada’s fashion coordinator and assistant manager at the same time.”

Chinen kept his mouth shut and hugged Yamada tighter, resting in the crook of his neck.

“I’m Nakajima Yuto, Yama-chan’s best friend,” Yuto popped up, offering his hand. The same one that held his..

“Wai-” Chinen felt his arms slipping from Yamada’s neck and the last thing he heard was Yuto’s voice calling out his name before he fell into darkness.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chinen fluttered his eyes open and looked around. “Where am I?” he murmured sleepily, turning to his side.

“The nurse’s office,” a familiar voice answered. Chinen rolled to the other side and saw Yamada sitting by his bed. “Where’s.... everyone?”

“Takaki-kun had to go back to class and Yuto-kun went to get some water. How are you feeling?”

Chinen sighed and tried to sit up but failed.

“Don’t push yourself,” Yamada told him, helping him lean against the pillow. “The nurse said you fainted due to stress and lack of sleep. Is everything going alright at home?”

Chinen wanted to say no. He wanted to yell at his stupid dad for making him doing this. He wanted to yell at Yamada for having such a dad. As much as he wanted to do that, he knew that he couldn’t. Chinen had to continue on with his goal... this was the whole reason why he came here. To make Yamada fall for him so his current boyfriend would break up with him. After that, his family and him would be free of all of this. Everything would be back to normal...

“Can I have a hug?” he requested with a small voice. Chinen felt arms wrapping around his small frame as he snuggled against the warm chest. Even though Chinen was this close to Yamada, he didn’t feel his heart beat faster or anything. Though Yamada was warm, Yuto’s hand was warmer to him...

As Yamada pulled away slightly, Chinen leaned closer to his face,with his hands on the latter’s shoulders. His heart was telling him this was wrong. His first kiss to Yamada... Deep down, he didn’t want to do this at all... but...

“Chii...”

Chinen turned his head to see Yuto’s crestfallen face. His heart sunk and his stomach fluttered with too many butterflies. Why was Yuto making that kind of face? Chinen didn’t want to see that face...

“Sorry for disturbing you two!” Yuto exclaimed, before running off.

Chinen bit his quivering bottom lip. A few seconds later, something wet fell down on his arm. Were those tears?

Yamada sighed, running a hand through his brown hair. “Chinen, I know you don’t like me.”

Chinen stayed quiet, as more tears came out. He tried to wipe away the incoming waterworks but it wouldn’t stop. What Yamada said was true. Even now, when they were alone together, he didn’t feel a thing.

“Did you really have to go that far?” Yamada inquired, getting a handkerchief from his pocket and handing it to Chinen.

“Wh-what are you talking about?” Chinen wasn’t sure what to think anymore as he took the cloth gratefully and dabbed his wet cheeks.

“Is my dad using you so that I could break up with Yuya?” Yamada confronted him, staring in his eyes.

Chinen’s eyes widen. How did Yamada know? Did he know from the beginning? Chinen had tried his best not to be obvious... he made sure he didn’t say anything that would give that away..

Yamada looked pissed off and clicked his tongue. “I’ll deal with him,” he growled. “What has he got on you?”

There was no use lying anymore... “M-my parents owe him... and...”

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Chinen didn’t feel any better the next day even though he found out that his parents were finally freed from the debt thanks to Yamada. The smaller boy apologized countless times but Yamada told him that it was fine and that there was no need to pay him back. His dad was a jerk but finally, thanks to his mom who finally came back from abroad, got thrown some sense into him.

Now, he had no reason to stay here. Chinen could go back to his old school with his old friends if he wanted. It was his choice after all. But something was holding him back... Yuto...

Yuto didn’t greet him that morning. Nor was he the normal hyper boy he usually was. Yuto kept on avoiding them both throughout the whole day. Yamada knew what was wrong with Yuto. After all, they’ve been best friends since the beginning. Eventually, Yamada suggested for him to talk to Yuto.

Chinen was scared but he didn’t want Yuto to be mad at him. “Yuto?” Chinen called out after gathering up his courage. His heart was pounding like crazy.

“What?” Yuto’s tone sounded annoyed as he shoved his books in his bag.

Chinen flinched and went all quiet, staring at the ground.

There was an awkward silence between them and finally Yuto stated, “If you have nothing to say, then I’m going.” He threw the bag over his shoulder and began to step away.

“Don’t go!” Chinen suddenly exclaimed, grabbing a hold of the back of Yuto’s shirt. “Don’t go...” Yuto didn’t understand. “Are y-you mad at me?”

Yuto didn’t say anything and fear filled Chinen’s mind. The little boy cautiously slipped his arms around the taller boy’s waist and leaned against Yuto’s back. “Please... answer me...” he whispered with watery eyes.

“No...” Yuto murmured. “I’m just... mad at myself,” he explained, sighing.

“For what?” Chinen let go as Yuto turned around.

“For running away when I saw you two... I... you see...” Yuto looked like he was having a hard time finding the right words.

“We didn’t do anything...” Chinen said, not wanting Yuto to misunderstand. “More like... I couldn’t after seeing you... Actually...” Chinen began fiddling with his fingers. “ I l-like you, Yuto... not Yama-chan.”

By now, Yuto was shocked. “R-really? But...”. Chinen began to explain the whole reason of why he was here in the first place of his family situation and Yamada’s dad.

Once he was finished, suddenly, Chinen felt himself being pulled into a tight bear hug. “I’m sorry... I didn’t know...” Yuto mumbled. “If I knew... I would’ve tried to help... somehow...”

“It’s okay... thank you, Yuto...” Chinen inhaled Yuto’s vanilla scent. It was comforting and his heart was warm and fuzzy. “Does this mean... y-you like me, too?”

“No...” Chinen’s heart stopped for a moment. “Not unless you stop sitting on Yama-chan’s lap and clinging onto him and being all cute with him...”

Chinen bent back a bit and saw the pout on Yuto’s face. The smaller boy broke into a smile. “I promise~” The mini frown got replaced with a grin.

“Let’s seal this promise then!” Yuto chirped, his arms dangling over Chinen’s shoulders.

Chinen blinked. “How?” How were they going to do that?”

“With this.” Yuto leaned in and pressed his lips over his softly. Chinen slowly fluttered his eyes closed and kissed back, clinging onto Yuto’s shirt. A perfect kiss~

~Natural Sexiness (Multi-Chapter Epilogue)~

2011-01-10T05:09:38Z

Title: Natural Sexiness (Epilogue)
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama (Takaki x Yamada)
Genre: Fluff/Romance, Humor, AU,
Rating: PG-13
Summary: As an attempt to escape from rabid fangirls, pop-sensation idol, Yamada Ryosuke, unexpectedly meets Takaki Yuya, a regular college student, in awkward circumstances...
Notes: I lied. xD I actually did have an epilogue written a while ago. ROFL! xD And I know so many of you are still gonna ask me for a sequel anyway. xP I'll think about it. IF a sequel does happen, I might just call this... chapter 11 and continue on from chapter 12 or make another title? xD Whatever. At least give me ideas of what should happen next. xD
Takaki's sister here amuses me and... can't help but insert Junjou Romantica. xD
Comments are really appreciated!
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10

"Do you want to sleep over at my house?" Takaki murmured in Yamada's soft hair. Yamada didn't have to answer for Takaki already knew. He drove back with Yamada snuggling against his shoulder.

He held Yamada's hand as they got out of the car. Takaki fumbled for his key and opened the door to his apartment.

Though a familiar voice rang throughout the place. Takaki blinked as he heard Yamada's singing. It was a bit strange since the real person was right next to him.

"Nii-chan!" a girly voice cried out.

At the same time, their hands parted to their own sides. "Yeah? Watching Yamada's DVD again?"

"Of course!" Yuu squealed as she bounced up to him. "He's so hot and se-" she abruptly cut off as Yuu stared at the person behind him. "I-is... that..."

Takaki scratched his head awkwardly. "Umm... yeah. Yamada, this is my sister Y-"

"I'm Takaki Yuu!" she interrupted, gawking at the idol.

"Hello," Yamada greeted, nodding his head slightly. Takaki got the feeling that Yamada was used to this kind of thing.

Yuu couldn't keep her excitement contained and began jumping up and down. "I'm a huge fan of yours! I've got all your CDs, DVDs, pictures... basically everything!"

"Thank you~" Yamada answered, curving his mouth upwards a little.

Takaki could tell that it was strained. "Umm... Yuu... you're kinda scaring him."

"Oh. I'm so sorry! I'm just so... you know..." Yuu blabbered, tucking a piece of hair strand behind her ear. Then she bit her bottom lip and fluttered her lashes a bit.

Did his sister just do a 180 degree change on Yamada? All of a sudden, she was a normal girl... who seemed shy... though... he remembered seeing this technique used on her previous boyfriends... so that meant... was his sister flirting with Yamada?

"It's fine," Yamada said.

"You sure?" Yuu asked with a slight pout.

"Say, Yuu... why don't you prepare some snacks for him?" Takaki interjected, irked at the fact that his sister was hitting on his new boyfriend. But then he wasn't sure how to tell her... after all, Yuu has been a Yamada fan since the beginning.

"Of course! I'll be back!" Yuu winked before skipping off to the kitchen.

Takaki sighed and looked at Yamada. "Sorry..."

"No worries, I get it all the time. I'm just glad she's not as crazy as some fangirls."

"Maybe it's because I'm here," Takaki whispered, staring intently at Yamada.

Yamada's face began to flush pink as he lightly whacked Takaki's shoulder playfully. Takaki grabbed Yamada's wrist and pulled him closer. Yamada fluttered his eyes closed as Takaki leaned in until their lips touched... before a crash was heard from behind.

Takaki and Yamada quickly broke apart to see Yuu's mouth dropped wide open and her eyes in shock. "Err... umm... th-this isn't what it looks like..." Takaki lamely protested as Yamada directed his eyes to the ground.

"Oh my god..." his sister said with watery eyes.

His sister looked devastated, almost as if her heart had been broken into pieces. Well... it probably was. Takaki began to feel guilty. "Umm... listen, Yuu... I-"

"Shounen-ai!!! Yaoi!!!" Yuu shrieked, her eyes shining. "Oh my god... this is just like in Junjou Romantica where Usagi kissed Misaki!"

"A rabbit kissed a boy? What?" Takaki asked, bewildered as Yamada shrugged, his cheeks turning red.

"So nii-chan is Usagi and Misaki is Yamada! Perfect! You're my top OTP now!" she exclaimed happily. "And and... your OTP name is... TakaYama!!!"

Takaki was certainly getting weirded out by his sister. And the thought of his sister reading yaoi manga gave him a shiver but whatever... as long as his sister approved... it was all good?

"Nii-chan... have you and Yamada-kun... done it?" his sister questioned, her eyes full of anticipation.

Yamada automatically turned red as a tomato and quickly said, "No! Maybe! I... uhh..." he trailed off as he buried his head in Takaki's chest.

"YUU!!" Takaki glared at his sister as she began to whistle and looked everywhere else.

"I'll leave you two alone," she giggled before heading out the door.

When she finally left, Takaki ruffled Yamada's hair. "Sorry about that... I really didn't know she was... such a fangirl. Her and Usagi and whoever...

"It's okay..." Yamada murmured. "Though I think we're more like Miyagi and Shinobu."

Takaki nodded and then stopped in realization. "Yama-chan... don't tell me you-" He didn't get to finish his sentence as Yamada silenced him with his lips.

OMAKE:

Yamada turned around and smiled at his new boyfriend. "Hey."

Takaki grinned and was about to ruffle Yamada's hair, when he noticed that a hat in the way. He raised an eyebrow and then purposely jerked the hat down slightly so that Yamada's eyes were covered. "Hey you... Isn't this my hat?"

Yamada nodded. "I remembered to bring it today."

"You know, you still owe me for that time I saved you," Takaki teased.

The idol adjusted the mesh cap. "How should I pay you back?" he asked, tilting his head, though deep down, he kind of knew the answer.

Takaki smirked, wrapping an arm around Yamada's waist. "Isn't it obvious?" he said in a husky voice.

Yamada bit his bottom lip and eyes flickered back and forth. "Yuya, I got a photoshoot soon~" he whined slightly, falling under Takaki's spell. He moaned softly as Takaki slapped his butt, pulling him closer so that their bodies were against each other.

"What of it, Ryosuke?" Yamada blushed as their face were growing closer to each other, so close, that their breaths were mingling with one another. Their mouths were about to come into contact when a door opened.

"Wait... when did this happen?!" Yabu exclaimed with a shocked face with an equally surprised Inoo next to him.

Yamada tried to pull away but Takaki held him tighter. "Nice timing," Takaki muttered, pressing his lips against the latter's neck. "Can't you see that we're busy?"

"Well, kind of," Yabu declared finally, snapping out of it. "But Yama-chan has a photoshoot soon and I can't have him looking like... you know..."

"We'll continue this later..." Takaki whispered. Before he pulled away, Takaki blew into Yamada's ear gently.

Yamada held back any noises and covered his ear, flushing with embarrassment. "Okay..." He watched as the three friends conversed while the makeup artist came and prettied him up.

"What happened to your neck?!" the staff member frantically exclaimed. "It looks like bruises!"

Yamada widen his eyes as his hand reached up to his own neck. Memories of last night came to mind and he felt his cheeks burning like crazy. Then Yamada raised his head to see Takaki, smirking like no tomorrow.

~Don't Call Me That! (One-Shot)~

2011-01-03T00:04:04Z

Title: Don't Call Me That!
Author: Jen
Pairing: RyuShin (Ryutaro x Shintaro)
Genre: Fluff & Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: Shintaro suddenly stops calling Ryutaro, "nii-chan."
Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DEAR HARU (violin_sonata!!! I hope you enjoy reading this from heaven~

"Good morning, Ryutaro," a familiar, annoying voice rang.

Ryutaro nibbled on a piece of his omelet rice, knowing that his little brother was coming down the stairs. "Morning Shinta- wait..." he stopped, realizing what Shintaro had called him. Ryutaro turned to Shintaro. "What did you just say?"

Shintaro sat down on the chair, reaching for his fork. "Good morning," he stated, stabbing his utensil at Ryutaro's omelet and taking some for himself.

"Hey," Ryutaro growled. "You have a plate for yourself. Why are you taking some of mine?"

"I don't know... yours always seem tastier?" Shintaro answered with some uncertainty. After a pause, he nodded before digging into his meal.

Ryutaro sighed. There was no use getting all riled up in the morning over a small matter, even if they did bicker over those types of things anyway. "Whatever," he muttered before continuing to eat.

After they finished eating, they headed for dance rehearsal. Ryutaro had to practice dancing for their new HSJ single while Shintaro would have to backdance as usual.

"Ryutaro, when will you be done with rehearsal with JUMP?" Shintaro asked, rubbing his hands together.

That's when Ryutaro remembered about earlier. Shintaro was calling him by his first name. Not that it wasn't usual for siblings to do that but... somehow he felt a bit... sad?

"Ryutaro? Ryutaro?" Shintaro waved a hand in front of him and finally, Ryutaro snapped out of it.

"Oh... umm... around 4 or so," Ryutaro replied, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I end around 4:30 so... umm... will you wait for me?" Shintaro asked in a soft voice.

Ryutaro blinked and looked at his little brother, who had his head down for whatever reason. It was definitely a weird question especially since it was coming from Shintaro. "I always wait for you, don't I?" He could've sworn he saw Shintaro's cheeks turn slightly pink but that probably was from the cold weather.

For some reason, the atmosphere was awkward. It was as if something had changed and there was this invisible barrier between them.

When they arrived at the agency, Shintaro quickly said, "Bye Ryutaro" and left for the Johnny's Junior dressing room. Again with the "Ryutaro."

Ryutaro walked into the HSJ dance rehearsal room, rubbing the back of his head. This was bothering him more than it should have.

"What's wrong?"

Ryutaro shifted his eyes down to see Daiki with his head cocked to the side. "Oh... nothing really... it's just... Shintaro."

Daiki raised his eyebrows. "Shintaro? What about him? Did he get you in trouble again? Though... you don't seem to be mad... more like... out of it," he observed.

The younger boy shrugged. "It's probably just me. I'm thinking too much," he said, smiling. "Let's get on with practice, shall we?"

The hours went by slow and finally, they were all able to take a break. Everyone plopped down on the ground, either fanning themselves or drinking water. Ryutaro was drinking water and sighed. He felt so tired and yet they weren't quite done.

Ryutaro heard a knock and assumed it was probably their choreographer. To his surprise, it was his little brother. "Looking for Ryutaro?" Yabu asked while Shintaro nodded. He got up and walked to the door, where Shintaro was.

"Yeah? What's up?" he asked, wondering what Shintaro wanted.

"Umm... practice ended early." Shintaro seemed a bit fidgety, too.

"That's great! You can go home early," Ryutaro said. Then he noticed Shintaro's expression change.

"I want to wait for... Ryutaro..." Shintaro murmured, twiddling with his fingers.

Ryutaro stood there, surprised. "I guess that's fine? Right?" he asked, directing his question to the rest of HSJ.

They all nodded and all resumed their positions while Shintaro sat down in the corner, where the smaller boy could view all of them.

"Since when did Shintaro start calling you Ryutaro?" Daiki asked, who was next to him. Apparently, Ryutaro wasn't the only one who noticed.

"I don't know. Since this morning? It's just... really weird..." Ryutaro murmured, obviously not paying attention to the choreographer's comments.

"Why?" Daiki pried on with the subject.

"I guess... I'm used to nii-chan," he admitted, wondering if there was anything else to it.

Ryutaro saw a grin spreading on Daiki's face. "So you already miss him calling you nii-chan."

The younger boy wrinkled his nose. "I wouldn't put it that way..." He seriously didn't like that creepy look from Daiki.

"Then what is it?" Daiki questioned, tilting his head slightly.

"...I'm just not used to it. That's all. He's growing older and yeah..." Ryutaro managed to spurt out even though he was having a hard time convincing even himself.

Daiki looked as if he didn't believe him either. "Is that all there really is to it?"

"What are you trying to hint at?" Ryutaro shot back, feeling like he should know something but he didn't.

Daiki ruffled his hair affectionately. "Hmm... why don't you ask Shintaro?"

Ryutaro turned his attention to his little brother who was pouting in his direction with furrowed brows. "What's with that ugly face?" he mouthed to him.

Shintaro stuck out his tongue and crossed his arms over his chest. Ryutaro noticed that a frown formed in a matter of seconds. He would bug his little brother later on his weird mood today. The youngest HSJ member wanted to ask what Daiki meant by his questions but then the music started and rehearsal continued.

Ryutaro tried not to get distracted with Shintaro watching him. The smaller boy had his palms under his chin, elbows propped on his bent knees. This was the first time his little brother came to watch him practice so Ryutaro felt a bit uncomfortable.

Finally, dance rehearsal ended and they could all go home. As each member left, they said their good-bye's and petted Shintaro.

Daiki was the second to last one to leave but instead of being affectionate with Shintaro like the other members, he poked Ryutaro's cheek. "See ya," he said, smiling with a glint in his eyes.

Ryutaro nodded before walking with a not-so-happy Shintaro home. "Hey... what happened?" He didn't understand why Shintaro ended up all unhappy and didn't want to get in trouble with his mom for the millionth time.

"Hmph..." was all that Shintaro replied with.

Ryutaro shrugged, deciding it was best to leave his little brother alone.

"Do you like Arioka-kun?" Shintaro suddenly asked out of nowhere.

"Dai-chan?!" Ryutaro exclaimed, clearly shocked. "What... where did you get that idea??"

"So... you don't?" Shintaro inquired softly, kicking some imaginary dirt.

"Of course not! He's an older brother to me like the rest of BEST," Ryutaro answered honestly. The thought of dating Daiki weirded him out.

Shintaro sighed and smiled shyly with cheeks tinted pink. "That's a relief..." he commented in an almost inaudible voice but Ryutaro managed to catch it.

"Wait... don't tell me you like Dai-chan..." Ryutaro concluded, scratching his head. Was this why Shintaro was asking unusual lately? But that still didn't explain the 'Ryutaro' thing...

"I don't!" Shintaro protested, grabbing a hold of Ryutaro's sleeve. He began to tug on it so much that Ryutaro thought his jacket was going to stretch. "How can I... when I like... l-like..."

Ryutaro was surprised when Shintaro hugged him tightly, arms around his waist. His voice was muffled but he heard, "...you... Ryutaro..."

That's when he realized the hidden meaning behind Daiki's words. Ryutaro smiled and pulled back, cupping Shintaro's cheeks. "I like you, too, Shintaro."

"Really?" Shintaro's eyes were glittering with happiness.

"Though I have one question," Ryutaro stated. "Why are you calling me Ryutaro?"

Shintaro bit his bottom lip. "Because I don't see you as nii-chan... so..."

So that was it... "You're really cute, you know that?" Ryutaro asked, causing Shintaro blush even harder. "But it'll be cuter if you call me nii-chan, like you always do."

Shintaro nodded furiously while Ryutaro tilted the younger boy's chin up, leaning closer. His little brother closed his eyes and Ryutaro couldn't help but him. It wasn't his character to be this nice to someone especially his little brother/new boyfriend. Instead of kissing him, he pinched Shintaro's cheeks hard.

"That hurts!" Shintaro whined, rubbing his own cheeks.

Ryutaro laughed and took a hold of Shintaro's hands into his own. He placed a chaste kiss on both of Shintaro's cheeks. "Better?"

Shintaro pouted and shook his head.

"You're acting like such a girl, Shintaro," Ryutaro sighed, shaking his head.

"I'm not a girl!" Shintaro protested.

Ryutaro flicked Shintaro's forehead with his finger. "Well, I think it's your fault for falling for me."

"You... you're so mean, Ryu-" Ryutaro quickly placed a soft kiss on Shintaro's lips, effectively cutting him off.

"What did I say about calling me Ryutaro?" Ryutaro whispered with a frown when he pulled back.

"That's not fair..." Shintaro murmured. "Nii-chan..."

Ryutaro smiled. "Much better," he muttered before kissing him once again.

~Natural Sexiness (Multi-Chapter 10/10)~

2011-01-02T02:29:48Z

Title: Natural Sexiness (10/10)
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama (Takaki x Yamada)
Genre: Fluff/Romance, Humor, AU, & Smut
Rating: NC-17 (Like you didn't see this coming. xD)
Summary: As an attempt to escape from rabid fangirls, pop-sensation idol, Yamada Ryosuke, unexpectedly meets Takaki Yuya, a regular college student, in awkward circumstances...
Notes: HAPPY NEW YEAR! And I present you... the last chapter. ;w; I didn't want it to end but.. TwT But to start things off for the new year of 2011... sexy TakaYama? xD
Of course... I give you guys what you want. xD I've had one too many teasers and cliffhangers. xD And if you can't read smut, well the font color will change into black, so you can stop there. Though I doubt anyone who is that innocent... xDDD
Comments are really appreciated!
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9

"What do you want to eat?" Takaki asked him in the car after they had just finished an interview. Yamada jumped a bit at the older boy's voice. What Takaki said yesterday still rang in his ears like no tomorrow. As for how he replied to that kind of statement, there wasn't any. Yamada thanked his cellphone for ringing specifically Yabu, who was checking up on him.

His heart began to beat faster since he wasn't sure what he should do. "Umm..." But then something hit him. Yamada looked up and blinked. It was unusual for Takaki to ask that. "Strawberry cake," he finally said. "From Cafe So Sweet. Last time I went there, I blew my cover and that's how I ended up at your..." he trailed off and felt his face grew warmer at the thought of what he did. What in the world was he thinking?

"Apartment," Takaki finished for him as he made a right turn at a familiar street. "Stay in the car while I go get some."

Yamada nodded as he waited. After a few minutes, Takaki came back in with a nostalgic scent of his favorite dessert. He grew excited as Takaki handed him the prettily decorated box.

"Where do you want to go?" Takaki inquired.

Yamada raised his head and tilted it to the side. He wondered why Takaki was asking him these type of questions. It was as if they were going on a date! So where did he want to go? "The sea..." he finally answered.

Takaki stared at him before nodding. "It's a bit far though..." he commented.

"That's okay," Yamada murmured. He didn't want to cause any trouble for the older boy if it was really that far.

Though, surprisingly, Takaki headed in the other direction, not toward his house. The atmosphere was a bit awkward on the way. Yamada did finish his cake, satisfying his taste buds. However, it was silent throughout the whole way. Takaki parked by the dock.

Yamada stepped out and breathed in the distinct smell of body water. He always loved this place. Just by staring out, he would get lost by the way the waves crashed against the rocks. Yamada sat at the edge of the dock, his feet dangling in the air while Takaki took a seat beside him.

The sun shone on the ocean, making the water sparkle and glitter immensely. It was indeed a pretty sight... although the person next to him seemed to shine the most. The way the breeze ruffled through the older boy's hair and how his eyes glazed over the view. The sun began to set and shed its purple, pink, and orange colors around the clear sky, creating long shadows.

Time stopped for Yamada at that instant. But then he realized that Yabu's vacation would be ending tonight. That meant... he wouldn't be able to see Takaki everyday... He sighed at that thought.

"Yama-chan..."

Yamada was surprised to hear Takaki call him by his nickname. He turned and found Takaki's mouth on his own. Yamada blinked, feeling his cheeks burning up and his heart pounding. Before he could take in what was happening, Takaki pulled away and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Sorry..." His eyes directed to the ground.

Why was Takaki even apologizing? Yamada took a deep breath. "For what?" he asked softly, curious to know the answer.

"I don't even know myself," Takaki admitted, smiling sheepishly. "My body sort of moved on its own."

"Then your body must be saying something." Then Takaki looked at him weirdly. Yamada blushed hard at the realization of what he said. It had just slipped out unintentionally.

Takaki's lips began to curve up. "You know... you always do that."

"Sound wrong?" Yamada suddenly had a bad feeling about this.

Takaki nodded, chuckling. "Well, there might be a reason for that then, don't you think?" His voice grew husky and low.

Yamada flushed harder. "N-no!"

"Then why did you just stutter?" Takaki leaned closer and closer.

"I-I..." Yamada had no where else to hide and flinched as Takaki's hand rested on his knee, slowly inching up to his thigh. His breath hitched as Takaki's lips were millimeters away from his own.

"Your fault for making me feel this way," Takaki murmured before kissing him passionately. It was obvious what Takaki meant by that. They didn't need to say how they felt for each other because they both knew.

Yamada felt short of breath with the way Takaki's tongue explored his wet cavern carefully and the warm hand sliding under his shirt. In response, Yamada tangled his fingers in Takaki's hair, wanting to taste him even more. He felt himself being picked up but they never stopped kissing.

Somehow, they made it inside the back of the car with a flustered Yamada laying down and a panting Takaki on top of him.

Takaki wasted no time in pulling up Yamada's shirt as the latter wriggled out of it with the little space they had in the backseat. "Ahh...nn..." Yamada moaned as Takaki nibbled onto his ear and pinched one of his buds. The stimulation made him have an aching sensation down below.

The older boy licked his earlobe and trailed down his jawline and the neck while massaging the bulge growing in his pants. "Ta... Takaki...nngh..." Yamada wasn't sure how much teasing he could handle as Takaki snuck a hand down his pants and grabbed a hold of his leaking erection. Yamada lolled his head from side to side with his mouth slightly parted open, making incoherent sounds.

Finally, Takaki yanked down Yamada's pants and boxers, freeing him from the tightness. Through Yamada's hazy eyes, he could see Takaki between his legs, licking his lips. "You're really hot..." Takaki whispered. Yamada couldn't help but blush as Takaki took him into his mouth. The younger boy cried out from pleasure as he felt Takaki doing skillful things with his tongue. He was about to come when Takaki pulled away. Yamada whined in protest when he felt something near his mouth.

Yamada opened his eyes to see Takaki's huge cock in front of him. He gladly began licking Takaki like doing so to a dripping chocolate ice cream. He jolted when Takaki pushed in a finger. Eventually, Yamada alternated between licking and sucking Takaki, effectively coating Takaki with his hot, wet saliva as the latter prepared him. He could feel Takaki shaking and then the older boy reluctantly pulled away.

Takaki pushed in with a groan as Yamada whimpered from the pain. The older boy began stroking his cock while rocking shallowly. It was the simultaneous pain and raw pleasure that Yamada started to beg. "More... nn... faster, Taka-ahh... ki-kun..." Takaki built up a rhythm and thrusted in and out.

Yamada felt Takaki blowing gently into his ear and saying things such as, "Your begging voice is so sexy..." or "Don't tell me you like it rough..." Yamada couldn't believe he was getting more turned on. He was about to protest when Takaki struck his sweet spot. Yamada screamed as Takaki repeatedly hit that spot along with the hard pumps on his cock. With one more ram, Yamada came hard along with Takaki who filled him up with his seed.

Takaki pulled out and cleaned Yamada off by licking off the white semen from his stomach. Once Yamada caught his breath, he muttered, "I want some..." Takaki's eyes widen as Yamada bent down and sucked on the older boy's cock once again but this time, tasting his essence.

Once Yamada was done, he snuggled up against Takaki with the latter's arms around his waist. Yamada kissed Takaki on the lips before nuzzling against his neck.

Takaki began sliding his hands up and down Yamada's sides and down his ass sensually. Yamada moaned and then pouted. "No fair..." How did Takaki know where and how to touch him... All protests died down as Yamada felt himself being taken again...