19.10.2011
20.10.2011
21.10.2011
It's Not Like I Love You...
"It's not like I love you, but I can't deny you're attractive." Ritsu Onodera blushed. No, he couldn't be thinking like this about Takano. It's just not right! But still... the man glanced over at his colleague, who was currently yelling through the phone to the printers on the other end. Yes, he had slept with him once... or twice... or eight times-but that was no matter! He had decided not to let his old heart rule him once again. That's right. He'd moved on. But now was not the time to be thinking about this! Right now it's time to-
"-get your damn manuscripts together!" Ritsu rose from his desk to shout at the men wallowing around him. Murmurs of consent roe around him, which only fueled his anger. He knew that the deadline was set exactly where it was supposed to be, so the authors should be ready... right? Or maybe Takano was right about the 94% of their work...
Just then, Kisa broke into the room. "Alright! I've got Akari-sensei's final work!"
Onodera sighed in relief. "Finally! Bring it here. The printers won't get off our asses unless they have something to work on."
Ritsu was so excited that he completely missed the death glare that Takano sent his way at the mention of "asses".
Pulling the pages out of the manila envelope, Kisa paused dead in his tracks. His voice shook. "Uhm, Onodera?"
The worry was catching. Concerned, Onodera replied, "...Yes?"
"Slight problem here..." He pulled out the chapter cover from the package. "She was supposed to make a 2-page spread..."
"FIND HER." And at that exact moment, the fax started to spew out papers at an alarming rate. Dashing over to the shuddering machine, Onodera grasped a stack of ink-covered pages and began to read. It seems that all of the authors finished their chapters and were ready to have them picked up-ha ha, nice joke. No, it was the usual last-day bombardment of apologies, excuses, and the old "the deadline was when, again?" from the authors.
This was going to be a long day…
And then they were done. Muri-sensei, Chiaki-sensei, Kane-sensei… all of the serial deadline offenders out of the way to be printed, stacked, and sent off in boxes to be delivered to eager young girls who were waiting eagerly to see which boy Sakura-chan was going to choose or whether time would cause Hi-san and Miya-chan to break up and whether Chii would really be forever alone.
Though Ritsu wasn't in love with anyone (he wasn't! He really wasn't!), he hoped he wouldn't share the same speculated fate as Chii. Maybe some nice girl would come along and something would happen and-ah, who was he kidding. That wasn't going to happen. Whenever his thoughts took a turn like this, he would immediately start thinking about-and then he smashed his head into the nearest wall, which happened to be the side of a convenience store that he has to pass on his way home.
"This is all wrong! I shouldn't be thinking like a stupid teenager anymore!" He sighed and leaned against the cool brick. "I shouldn't be thinking these kinds of things when I haven't slept in what, three days?I haven't even showered in… God knows how long."
Stumbling off, he was muttering to himself. "Geez, I really smell right now. Guess no one will ever want to go out with me now…"
"Unless, of course, they smell as much as you do."
Ah, shit.
Stopping dead in his tracks, Ritsu whipped around and found himself face to face with that stupid idiot…
"…Takano."
Takano hoisted up his convenience store bag over his shoulder and spoke with all the authority that he could muster, which, surprisingly, was quite a lot. "In the flesh."
The slighter man started sputtering. "I, uh, forgot I had to do something… over… there." Pointing in a random direction, he continued. "Yeah, right over there. So I guess that I'll be on my way then…"
Takano smirked. "You mean over in the direction of my apartment? In that case, let's walk together."
"…I really hate this man."
After leading a fuming Onodera off in the direction they needed to go, Takano spoke once more. "But if it's not out of your way, why don't you stop by for a bit?" He shook the plastic Happy Mart bag. "I've got pudding."
Ritsu almost exploded with excitement. "P-p-pudding? You have pudding? For me?"
With a smirk that would rival the great Usami Akihiko's, Takano proclaimed, "You can have it… if you come to my apartment for a bit."
[A/N]
BAHAHAHA this was supposed to be a one-shot why is it not a one-shot.
The dates at the top are from when I wrote this fanfic. I use paper first so that I can write during school and everywhere and then type it.
Also it's my head-canon that Onodera has an extreme love for a "girlish" thing like pudding. XD
I have the second chapter written, I just need to type it. Don't worry, I will get around to it! I won't leave you all hanging! :D
Reviews are always appreciated, but flames will be used to make my pudding~