Title: Fanboy Tendencies
Summary: "For the last time, Yashiro-san, I don't collect Mogami-san's hair." Crack. Drabbles. Implied RenxKyoko.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Warnings: Major OOC-ness, grammar errors and typos
"Tell me, Ren, what's a good name for a ship?"
"A ship? You bought a ship?"
Wow. Was Yashiro-san's income enough for him to be able to buy one? Damn. He really must have been doing a great job in the entertainment industry.
"You see, I can't decide for a name. Does TsuruMoga sound good?" Yashiro asked, before shaking his head. "No, I don't think it does. It doesn't have a good ring on it. Hmmm… what about KyoRen or RenKyo? What do you think, Ren?"
The tall actor's eyes narrowed at his manager who was still deep in his own thoughts.
Just what―
Yashiro pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and continued ignoring his charge. "I'm thinking of a name for you and Kyoko-chan's loveteam also known as my ship. That's what kids these days call it. Oh, I forgot to mention OTP―"
"OTP?" Ren asked, his forehead knotted in confusion. He would never understand Yashiro and his, uhhh, language.
His manager just smiled at him. "One true pair."
The actor shook his head. "What's my schedule for the rest of the day?" he asked instead.
"You don't have any schedules after the interview for the magazine, remember? So can relax and take a rest for the rest of the day, Ren," the manager answered before drifting into his own world again. "Someone told me that after you name something, you become attached to it… or something like that. But I'm taking my chances until my ship officially sails~"
The tall actor groaned inwardly.
Here we go again.
A/N: Well... OTL