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jailynnNot that my friend's house is stupid...it was just a weird place to suddenly have to write something. It's a drabble, so not well thought out, and inspired by the fact that Shirotan was being all huggy with Yanagi during DL3. Which was cute. But inspired this...
Title: Touchy (I suck at titles!)
Rating: PG (purely for Yanagi abuse. And don't yell at me. I love Yanagi. I love him the most. He is my idol...That's not excuse, though...)
Pairing: Could be seen as Endo x Yanagi
Warning: Um, violence? Not Really...
Title: Touchy (I suck at titles!)
Rating: PG (purely for Yanagi abuse. And don't yell at me. I love Yanagi. I love him the most. He is my idol...That's not excuse, though...)
Pairing: Could be seen as Endo x Yanagi
Warning: Um, violence? Not Really...
"You touch him too much," Endo Yuya growled, glaring in the general direction of one
Shirota Yu.
Yu looked up from his guitar, confused, and mindlessly strummed the insturment as he meeped, "Eh?"
"Yanagi. You touch him too much. You're always hanging and hugging on him."
Yu laughed at Yuya's accusation. "Is that so? I think you don't touch him enough."
Yuya grabbed the nearest non-fatal object, a softback book, and launched it at Yu's head.
Yu, with his cat-like reflexes, ducked and the book hit the person entering the room; Yanagi
Kotaro.
"Ow! What was that for?" Yanagi cried as he squatted, holding his forehead.
Yuya rushed over in a panic. "Yanagi! Are you ok??"
Yanagi looked up as his younger friend, eyes welled up with tears (most likely just from the
sting of the red mark on his forehead). "Yuyan, books aren't for throwing, you know."
"I know, I'm sorry. It was supposed to hit Shirota."
Shirota pushed between the two, cuddling Yanagi to his chest, pouting. "Yuyan is being horrible to
me today, Yanako! He says I touch you too much!"
Yanagi nodded. "Sometimes, you do hug me a lot, but I know that's just how you show
you care about me. Just like How Yuyan shows it through teasing and pats on the shoulder. They're
the same to me. Though you are a bit clingy." He said with absolutely no malice in his voice whatsoever.
"Yanako...so cruel..." Shirota cried, grabbing his guitar and walking away, singing .
Yuya sighed. 'You're ok, though? Really? It's a bit red..."
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Yanagi laughed. "Though you do owe me!"
"Owe you?" Yuya asked nervously.
Yanagi smiled, hugging Yuya, cuddling his nose into the other's chest. "This'll do."
Shirota Yu.
Yu looked up from his guitar, confused, and mindlessly strummed the insturment as he meeped, "Eh?"
"Yanagi. You touch him too much. You're always hanging and hugging on him."
Yu laughed at Yuya's accusation. "Is that so? I think you don't touch him enough."
Yuya grabbed the nearest non-fatal object, a softback book, and launched it at Yu's head.
Yu, with his cat-like reflexes, ducked and the book hit the person entering the room; Yanagi
Kotaro.
"Ow! What was that for?" Yanagi cried as he squatted, holding his forehead.
Yuya rushed over in a panic. "Yanagi! Are you ok??"
Yanagi looked up as his younger friend, eyes welled up with tears (most likely just from the
sting of the red mark on his forehead). "Yuyan, books aren't for throwing, you know."
"I know, I'm sorry. It was supposed to hit Shirota."
Shirota pushed between the two, cuddling Yanagi to his chest, pouting. "Yuyan is being horrible to
me today, Yanako! He says I touch you too much!"
Yanagi nodded. "Sometimes, you do hug me a lot, but I know that's just how you show
you care about me. Just like How Yuyan shows it through teasing and pats on the shoulder. They're
the same to me. Though you are a bit clingy." He said with absolutely no malice in his voice whatsoever.
"Yanako...so cruel..." Shirota cried, grabbing his guitar and walking away, singing .
Yuya sighed. 'You're ok, though? Really? It's a bit red..."
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Yanagi laughed. "Though you do owe me!"
"Owe you?" Yuya asked nervously.
Yanagi smiled, hugging Yuya, cuddling his nose into the other's chest. "This'll do."
