fic: Not Far Off The Mark
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bonnefoisTitle: Not Far Off The Mark
Series: Hanakimi
Day/theme: 9. all beyond saving by children
Character/pairing: Akiha/Umeda
Rating: PG-13
word count: 700
Author's note: Happy birthday, Becky :D
If Umeda could've made a public service announcement, he would've stuck in up in large block print and neon letters we are not that kind of gay couple, actually we're not even a couple at all. And by that kind he meant of course, the kind that got adorable little dogs and spoiled them and dressed them up in little fabulous suits.
Now if he could've only gotten the message through to the idiot. Akiha was bent down, the cat lifted up in his arms, going who's a good boy? Whooo's a goood boy? You are! The cat squirmed and hissed, just looking to rake its nails into his skin, but Akiha just beamed, seemingly oblivious to the little black ball of chaos.
Akiha stood up, and the cat flailed a little more, growling all the way.
"He takes after his daddy!" Akiha said.
Umeda gave him the look. The I can't believe you just said that glare, complete with a cigarette being smoked in the angriest way possible. Akiha got that one a lot. Akiha just smiled even more, if that was possible. "See, see, you're like twins!"
Umeda took the damned cat from Akiha, and it started to calm down, in a grudging sort of way. Its tail was still puffed out and it was jerking its tail in an irritated way, but it didn't look like it wanted to claw a bitch anymore.
"I'm going to do a whole theme on family," he said.
Umeda had a mental image of him holding the furball, both glaring daggers at Akiha, who only got more enthusiastic and bright with each shutter click. They'd look like American Gothic, only angrier and with 100% more feline.
"Not a chance," Umeda said.
The idiot was giving him the but why, senpai puppy eyes. Umeda was just about to blurt out Because I like you living, okay?! when he caught himself. No way in hell would he imply that he liked having Akiha around. Then he'd never get rid of him.
"But, senpai, this is something that's really close to me! I think it'd be great material."
Umeda could just see it now, and it wasn't pretty. The idiot begging for permission in the shower, in the kitchen, midway through bed. Hell, he might even play dirty and tie him up and not let him come until he said he'd do the photo shoot...
(And Umeda might even like it.)
But honestly, it all sounded like such trouble. Umeda stared down at the furball. It was studying Akiha with the same sort of worn down tolerance. When Akiha reached out to scratch it behind the ears, it even deigned a begrudging purr.
You and me both, Umeda though. You and me both.
"I'll think about it," Umeda said.
"Oh, thank you, senpai!" Akiha said. He wrapped those big arms about him and the cat both, squishing them all together. The cat let out a growl and a hiss, Umeda let out an you idiot.
This only seemed to make Akiha happier. "So like his daddy," he said again.
"Besides, I didn't say I would," Umeda said,
Akiha just grinned and blinked, like he knew all too well that Umeda would give up eventually. Sooner or later. Preferably sooner.
Umeda set the cat down and it went bounding off to curl up and grumpily sleep somewhere. A nap sounded good about now.
"Is it snuggle time, senpai?!"
Umeda muttered something grumpy and incomprehensible which might as well have been a cranky flailing of a puffed out tail. Akiha, of course, took it as a yes.
(He wasn't far off the mark. Not that Umeda would ever admit it.)
Series: Hanakimi
Day/theme: 9. all beyond saving by children
Character/pairing: Akiha/Umeda
Rating: PG-13
word count: 700
Author's note: Happy birthday, Becky :D
If Umeda could've made a public service announcement, he would've stuck in up in large block print and neon letters we are not that kind of gay couple, actually we're not even a couple at all. And by that kind he meant of course, the kind that got adorable little dogs and spoiled them and dressed them up in little fabulous suits.
Now if he could've only gotten the message through to the idiot. Akiha was bent down, the cat lifted up in his arms, going who's a good boy? Whooo's a goood boy? You are! The cat squirmed and hissed, just looking to rake its nails into his skin, but Akiha just beamed, seemingly oblivious to the little black ball of chaos.
Akiha stood up, and the cat flailed a little more, growling all the way.
"He takes after his daddy!" Akiha said.
Umeda gave him the look. The I can't believe you just said that glare, complete with a cigarette being smoked in the angriest way possible. Akiha got that one a lot. Akiha just smiled even more, if that was possible. "See, see, you're like twins!"
Umeda took the damned cat from Akiha, and it started to calm down, in a grudging sort of way. Its tail was still puffed out and it was jerking its tail in an irritated way, but it didn't look like it wanted to claw a bitch anymore.
"I'm going to do a whole theme on family," he said.
Umeda had a mental image of him holding the furball, both glaring daggers at Akiha, who only got more enthusiastic and bright with each shutter click. They'd look like American Gothic, only angrier and with 100% more feline.
"Not a chance," Umeda said.
The idiot was giving him the but why, senpai puppy eyes. Umeda was just about to blurt out Because I like you living, okay?! when he caught himself. No way in hell would he imply that he liked having Akiha around. Then he'd never get rid of him.
"But, senpai, this is something that's really close to me! I think it'd be great material."
Umeda could just see it now, and it wasn't pretty. The idiot begging for permission in the shower, in the kitchen, midway through bed. Hell, he might even play dirty and tie him up and not let him come until he said he'd do the photo shoot...
(And Umeda might even like it.)
But honestly, it all sounded like such trouble. Umeda stared down at the furball. It was studying Akiha with the same sort of worn down tolerance. When Akiha reached out to scratch it behind the ears, it even deigned a begrudging purr.
You and me both, Umeda though. You and me both.
"I'll think about it," Umeda said.
"Oh, thank you, senpai!" Akiha said. He wrapped those big arms about him and the cat both, squishing them all together. The cat let out a growl and a hiss, Umeda let out an you idiot.
This only seemed to make Akiha happier. "So like his daddy," he said again.
"Besides, I didn't say I would," Umeda said,
Akiha just grinned and blinked, like he knew all too well that Umeda would give up eventually. Sooner or later. Preferably sooner.
Umeda set the cat down and it went bounding off to curl up and grumpily sleep somewhere. A nap sounded good about now.
"Is it snuggle time, senpai?!"
Umeda muttered something grumpy and incomprehensible which might as well have been a cranky flailing of a puffed out tail. Akiha, of course, took it as a yes.
(He wasn't far off the mark. Not that Umeda would ever admit it.)
