Alright, so I have decided to just dump all of my Sekaiichi Hatsukoi fanfiction onto the site. I'm usually pretty self-conscious about things (especially my writing), but I figure I might as well post things. I am not going to allow my feelings to be hurt by anything that anyone might say; I enjoy these stories and that's all that really matters to me. The only reason I'm posting things is on the off chance that other people enjoy them too. If you would like to review please feel free. They're mostly lame, pointless, little dabbles, but oh well...
Pairing: Hatori/Chiaki
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own "Sekaiichi Hatsukoi"
Incentive
"Ah!" Chiaki exclaimed as he ruffled his hair in frustration.
"What is it?" Hatori questioned from his spot on the couch, going over some work from earlier that day.
"I can't think of anything to write!"
He was being a little over dramatic, but he hated having to rush toward the end when his deadline was looming closer. He was determined to not have this manuscript go down the same way.
If only he could think of something to write.
Hatori placed the pages that he was looking at on the table and stood from his spot before walking over to the struggling mangaka.
"What do you have so far?" He asked when he had reached the other, looking over the other's shoulder as he glanced at the pages in front of the other male.
"Nothing!" Chiaki yelled as he flung himself onto the table in an all too overly-dramatic fashion.
Hatori stared at the other male with a raised eyebrow, "I'm sure you'll think of something."
"No, I won't." Chiaki whined as he sat back up and slumped in his seat, "Maybe I should just quit. I'm washed up as a writer."
"Don't say that." Hatori whispered as he leaned over the other boy and kissed him on the cheek.
Chiaki blinked and looked up at the other male. He was just about to lean forward and kiss Hatori on the lips, but before he made contact the taller male pushed him away.
"No." He said as he straightened up, "You need to concentrate."
Hatori then turned around and started walking back over to the couch.
"But Hatori..." Chiaki whined.
"Maybe I'll give you a kiss for every page you write." Hatori joked as he took his seat back on the couch, picking up the papers that he had left behind.
"Really?" Chiaki asked eagerly.
Hatori blinked and looked back at the other male, "Uh, sure..."
Chiaki gave a swift nod and turned back to the pages in front of him, grabbing his pen and starting to work.
Hatori stared at the mangaka for a few moments before turning back to his own work, laughing slightly at the other's antics.
THE END
