1. Introduction
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Tap.
A mutter. Pause.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
This had been the soundtrack of Spanner's day. Currently he was reclining on one of the few pieces of furniture in Shoichi's severely under decorated room. The lone chair was old but comfortable and with the increasing frequency that Spanner had been inhabiting the living quarters, he had unofficially claimed the ancient furniture (he had informed Shoichi that the Vongola did have enough money to buy him furniture that was younger than he was). The blond had been trying to tweak a mini Mosca prototype he had made, one that you could easily hold in the palm of your hand, but the tapping emanating from the red head was staring to get to him. Two hours and three mini Mosca explosions later Spanner had sighed and put the robot down gingerly. Now he was just curious as to what had ensnared Shoichi's attention.
Another groan sounded from across the room and Spanner took that as he cue to impose on the other male.
Feet shuffling in the carpet, the engineer quietly made his way so he was standing slightly beside Shoichi. The man was typing quickly on his laptop, eyes completely focused on the lighted screen and so engrossed by whatever he was writing that he had stopped breathing. What exactly had enraptured the guy's attention?
"So, what'cha working on there, Shoichi?" his voice a lazy drawl.
The older male practically flew out of his seat as one hand came to clutch at his chest. Spanner had to fight to keep back a smile at the flustered face before him. Shoichi turned to stare up shyly at Spanner, his cheeks dusted red from embarrassment.
"Geez, don't scare me like that Spanner." He said as he pointedly readjusted his glasses.
Spanner shrugged, expecting the male to not answer him. "Don't let down your guard so much then."
A chuckle slipped from Shoichi's lips and he joked, "Like you're one to talk!" Another shrug and Spanner dipped his head so he was peering at the screen behind Shoichi.
Only five words were typed on the computer screen.
"To the future, and beyond?" He read out loud. He blinked at the male, humor obvious in his eyes. "Very original Shochi."
Again the red head blushed, his face now matching his hair and shifted, "I'm working on it!"
"For two hours? And that's all you got?" Spanner questioned curiously.
"Well yeah. I just can't get the introduction right. The words just aren't coming to me." Shoichi spun in his swirly chair to face the screen and his fingers rubbed against his chin absently. Spanner knew the other was quickly digressing into his thinking mode and once he was in deep thought it was hard to pull him out. So before he completely lost him Spanner asked, "Introduction? What exactly are you writing?"
Green eyes glance up at the lollipop lover and he hesitated for a moment before he explained.
"I was just thinking about how we've all been through so much. The Vongola, Tsuna, you, me and all the Guardians. We've all accomplished so much and we aren't even in our late 20's yet." Spanner nodded, he couldn't even believe half of the stuff they had all been through and he had done some of it. "Well, I just thought it would be cool if someone wrote everything down. History is an account of those who lived through it and I want the 10th generation of the Vongola to be remembered for the good we've done for the world. All of it. Not as a tool for bragging, but just so someone has an account of what happened here. I'm even thinking about asking the Guardians for their own personal stories to put in here!" Shoichi smiled happily as Spanner, who simply raised an eyebrow. He pointed out a flaw with his plan.
"Aren't our accounts going to be horribly skewed as the victors of the whole thing?"
"Well, I did think about that." A small frown pulled a corner his pale lips down. "History has always been colored by those who win a war or conquer a nation. But unless you want to go ask the remaining members of the White and Black Spells how they felt about being manipulated by Byakuran…"
"I'll pass."
Another chuckle, "I thought so."
Spanner leaned against Shoichi's shoulder, elbow using the male as a stand. "Sounds like you've got a masterpiece all figured out. So how come the opening is what's tripping you up?"
Shoichi laughed and his hands moved rapidly as he talked. "The introduction is the very first thing people read, that's how they judge if they should even give that book a shot. I want the words I write to be a good representation of everyone. They've all done so much and I feel if I could just write out their stories, I could pay them back for everything."
"What you're saying is that this intro of yours has to be perfect."
"Exactly."
Spanner sighed, his hand ruffling the red curls beside him. "That's a mighty high standard Shoichi. You're never gonna leave this computer if you put yourself up to that level."
Shoichi blushed as warm ungloved fingers rubbed at his hair. He still wasn't completely used to the fact that Spanner seemed to like touching him just as much as he liked to have the blond touch him. It was a little dizzying to think about. Distracted he tried to remember to speak normally.
"But it has to be perfect. For everyone."
Spanner saw the pout on Shoichi's lips more so than heard it in his statement. He sighed and eyed the other man. "Well, you obviously need a study break."
Baffled green eyes stared at the blond. "I haven't even written anything."
"That's a mighty fine title you have there." Spanner joked. Shoichi glared and the other male sobered up and spun Shoichi's chair so that the inventor crashed into his chest. He steadied the man with one hand on his shoulder and another on his arm.
"Let's go to that new Japanese grill that popped up last week. My treat."
Shoichi laughed and didn't push away the rough hands on him. "You and your obsession with Japan."
Spanner was already walking away when he absently told Shoichi to include his love for Japan when the older boy mentioned him in his novel.
A/N: AYE, here's some more ShoSpan for you all. Weird idea? Yep. Weird characterizations? Yep. Do I care? Nope.
Stay tune ya'll, updates on everything in the next 24 hours.
