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Ironic-tan's Blah: I know I should be updating on something else.
*pouts* But seriously, I had an idea for all my random one-shots/drabbles/etcblah: I should just put them in one giant collection! That way I won't have unfinished stuff lying around. :D BTW: YDFE means Yaoi Drabbles & Ficlets Etc. :3
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Title: Ice Cream Kisses
Summary: Yao and Ivan go to the fair. Ivan gets a giant bouquet of sunflowers for Yao, and Yao gets ice cream. Ruski-kun is jealous of the attention Yao is giving his ice cream, so he asks for a kiss. Or maybe we should say demands a kiss.
Pairings: RoChu
Genre: Fluff, slash, slight AU
Notes: This was inspired by a picture I saw on Pandatryoshka's tumblr. xD It was so cute! (It's also written for you, dearie! :D)
Oh yeah, someone once asked me why I never describe Yao's lips as 'full', and she asked to be told here.
Weeell, several reasons. xD First: 'full' is a word I would use to describe a black person's lips. (Not trying to be racist or anything, and I don't have anything against said people's lips; that's just me, ya?) Second: It sounds almost child-like, because most kids I know (and even me when I was a kid) have 'full' lips. O 3 o So yes. That's why, dearie. :3 anyway, whatever~…
Warnings: There's mentioned shmex…
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"Jao-Jao! Can we go now? Pleeeease? What's taking you so long, da? Jaooooo!" Ivan pawed at his lover's rarely-used bedroom door and let out a complaint that used to be words but sound more like a dog whining.
There was a muffled thump from the other side, and a few Chinese curses, and then it seemed that Yao was tripping around the room. "Wait a minute, will you, aru? It's only seven! It won't matter if we lose today, because it's going to be for the whole week aru!"
That reminded Ivan of something, and he fished a 'key' out of his coat pocket; to him it looked more like a stick that could be stuck into the keyhole and turned - (he didn't know why, but the realtor gave him keys for every room in the house, giggling madly and covering her nose with a tissue) and ended up picking the lock with it.
He jiggled the doorknob a few times and popped into the room, surprising Yao greatly, and making the jeans he was buttoning up fall and pool around his ankles. "Ivan! How did you – I locked the door aru!"
Ivan giggled and sat on Yao's bed, pulling the smaller into his lap. "I have my ways, da! You just reminded me of something, by the way." He grinned and ground his hips into Yao's, making him gasp and blush.
"A-aiya, haven't you had your fill aru?! Ivan! Nooooooo aru!" "Kolkolkolkolkol… Why is Jao resisting me?"
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A few hours later, Yao and Ivan wandered around the fair, Ivan holding a bouquet of sunflowers and humming what he'd titled 'The Vodka Song-da'. The silver haired Russian noted with a quickly-gone stab of guilt that Yao was limping slightly.
Every now and then, he winced. So he patted Yao's shoulder and pointed at an ice cream stand being run by the Vargas brothers. "Jao! Ice cream, da! Can we get some?"
Yao turned to look up at Ivan, but he was already at the stand, evilly-grinning the two terrified Italians into giving Yao a free vanilla cone. He sighed and slowly walked toward the stand, wondering why Ivan was suddenly interested in ice cream.
"H-h-here, ve, please take it!" Feliciano thrust an ice cream cone into Yao's hands, with two scoops of vanilla melting almost right away. "Thank you, aru." Yao smiled, kicked Ivan's shin and dropped a five dollar bill on the counter, then pulled the Russian away.
As soon as they were some distance from the stand, Ivan turned to Yao with a hurt pout. "Why did Jao kick me? I was just trying to make him feel better…." Yao raised an eyebrow at him, taking a lick of his ice cream. "I appreciate it, Ivan, but not your methods aru."
Ivan pouted even more, but left it at that for the moment. He sighed and tugged absentmindedly on the edge of his scarf, thinking what a drag the fair turned out to be when he was startled out of his thoughts by a soft, almost nonexistent moan from Yao.
"Jao? S'wrong?" The Russian turned, wishing he hadn't when he saw the cause of Yao's moan. Melted ice cream was dripping down the side of his chin, while vanilla mixed with the color of the sprinkles lightly coated the Asian's lips.
Yao looks rapeable. He grinned to himself, but frowned when Yao took another lick of his ice cream, obviously enjoying it. Ivan was kind of regretting ever buying him the sweet.
"Hm?" Yao had noticed him staring, and looked up. "Nothing, nothing, da~." Ivan said, smiling and waving off Yao's question. The raven-haired other shrugged and continued eating (in Ivan's opinion, doing things that should never be done to ice cream, but to him, damnit!) said sweet.
After a while of wandering pointlessly around, Yao still not finished with the now-offending ice cream, Ivan kind of snapped. "Jao!" He whined, poking the older on his shoulder.
Yao looked up at him and tilted his head. "What, aru?" "Jao, kiss me, da?" Yao turned red and looked around, then shook his head violently. "What are you thinking aru?! We-we-! Everyone can hear and see us you know aru!?"
Ivan winced, but picked Yao up and put him on his shoulder. "Then we shall go somewhere else da? I'm jealous of that ice cream…" Then he began to run to the edge of the forest, where no one would see them.
"I-Ivan, what is this all about aru!? You suddenly just demand a kiss aru?" Ivan pouted at him, and Yao couldn't help but nearly melt. "I'm jealous of all the attention you're giving your ice cream, Jao, you almost never do that to me."
Yao looked almost horrified, and Ivan continued, thinking that by the end of his little whine-fest Yao would apologize repeatedly and hug and coddle and pet him, kiss him, then, and maybe Ivan would slide a hand under his shirt and Yao would blush and be so adorable and then they'd – he blushed slightly, willing the images to stop, and pouted more.
"Jao pays more attention to ice cream or Hello Kitty than to me." "Wh-what aru!" Ivan almost giggled, but that would just earn him a hard slap upside the head. So he pouted even more.
Yao melted right then and as Ivan had predicted, pulled him into a tight hug, looking very nearly in tears. "I'm sorry aru! I never meant for it to be that way aru! I was just eating my ice cream…"
Ivan hugged back, sniffed for show, and pushed his head into Yao's chest. "I'm sorry, aru," Yao repeated, kissing hand and neck, where he could reach. "You'll forgive me, aru?"
Ivan nodded and let go of Yao, eyes shining in the sunset light with unshed tears. "Da, if Jao will kiss me…" Yao blushed, and Ivan pouted slightly, because he was blushing a little too early, but it didn't matter because he looked adorable anyway, and leaned in to kiss his little Asian.
"I'm sorry aru…" Yao whimpered again, when Ivan had let go of his lips. "It's fine, da, I was just kind of jealous." He grinned at Yao before jumping him right there.
"Aiyaaaa! What are you doing aruuu!" "Jao is resisting again… it will take more than a kiss to make me forgive him da." "O-okay! Just stop aru! It's – hey, I'm still sore! We just – Ivan, don't you remember this morning?!"
(The next week Yao wished he hadn't said anything: a certain 'Prussian' had overheard his pleas and told his perverted French friend, who told his Spanish friend, who told the perverted Hungarian girl who liked slash, who told Kiku, Yao's brother, and resulted in a flurry of sex jokes about them.)
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Ironic-tan's End Blah: o 3 o use of the three letter s-word is a weird thing for me, even here.
I'm embarrassed just by using it.
Ahh, I should really not write these sort of fics. o 3 o
Oyay, the Bad Touch Trio appear in the last part!
'Appear'.
No Irony, they don't appear, they're mentioned.
MENTIONED.
o m o I'm crazy.
Oh yeah, that part that says 'Yao looks rapeable'.
'Rapeable' is not my word.
It was taken from lady-ribbon's fic From Russia, With Love.
It's about Russia talking about Yao's 'perfect little ass' xD
I really loved that fic. *heart heart heart*
But anyway, I shall stop ranting now.
Review, da?
-uses Ivan's kawaii pout pout to pull on reader's heartstrings to convince him/her to review-