Precious Treasures
Disclaimer: I don't own Hands Off! I thought that would have been obvious.
Summery: A series of one shots concerning our favorite cousins. Tatsuki/Kotarou. Hee hee. Yaoi and Inc.
Rating: Rating will change from chapter to chapter.
Warning: SLASH, Incest (which is family members having a romantic/sexual relationship). Swearing.
Authoresses Note: Some of you mentioned the hand holding thing in the last chapter. And yes, Tatsuki would see horrible things. But lets all pretend that he wears gloves in situation's like that.
Got this idea from one of my cats. The youngest, only a few weeks old. He's sitting on the desk, next to me. Being all cute. XD
Story title came from a reviewer. Thank you very much!
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Responsibility Issues.
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"Aww. Isn't it cute!"
Tatsuki looked down at the fluffy little kitten in the pet store window. It was gazing up at Kotarou with large, blue eyes. Little front paws on the glass. Kotarou was cooing at it and making baby faces like a fool. The darker teen turned away.
"I suppose." he grumbled. "If you're into flea infested rodents."
Kotarou smiled at the kitten. Ignoring the comment.
"Do you think Grandpa will let me get one?" he asked. Starry eyed at the slim possibility of owning something so incredibly adorable.
Tatsuki sneered.
"You can't even look after yourself. What makes you think you can look after an animal."
He was elbowed in his side for this remark and Kotarou finally turned his attention away from the flea bag. Fire in his eyes. Such a quick temper.
"I can so look after myself. And I could look after a kitten. Especially one as cute as him!"
Tatsuki snorted in amusement.
"It'll be starved of neglect in a fortnight."
"Would not!"
"Would too."
"Not!"
"Too."
Kotarou shot him a would-be fierce glare and punched Tatsuki in his stomach. Although... Kotarou wasn't known for his incredible strength. And the only thing he achieved was a sore hand. Tatsuki laughed, though quietly.
"Nice going moron. You really hurt me. I think I'll bruise."
"Shut up!"
The dark haired Oohira continued to smirk. Walking away from the pet store. Kotarou glued to his side. Still fuming.
"I could keep a cat you know. AND," he said loudly as Tatsuki started to object. "take good care of it. I'd feed it, and give it baths and brush it's white fluffy fur. And-"
"Forget it even exists after a month and leave it to Grandpa to take care of." finished his cousin. "Only remembering you have ownership over another living creature when someone comes over and comments on the fuzz ball."
Kotarou snarled.
"Oh ha ha. Very funny. Shit head." the last bit was muttered. But Tatsuki heard it. The insult only adding to his amusement.
Kotarou was still glowering when the couple reached the cinema. Tatsuki had promised to treat the younger Oohira to a movie and dinner. It was not a date. Tatsuki refused to call it a date and Kotarou was too shy to admit to anything they where doing was anything but platonic.
It had all been Yuuto's idea. Not surprisingly. Tricking Tatsuki into accepting to take his cousin when the tallest of the trio drawled that if Tatsuki didn't. Mio would happily take the blond. And like hell was Tatsuki going to let that girl show him up. So, whilst in a jealous daze, he'd asked, demanded to take Kotarou out. The blond agreeing cheerfully.
But it was not a date.
After buying the tickets and waiting in line to get the food. Tatsuki glanced down at his little blond cousin. Kotarou was still brooding. Thin arms crossed.
"Just face facts. You couldn't handle the responsibility of a kitten." scoffed the taller teen. "Get over it."
Kotarou rounded on him.
"Oh and I'm sure you know all about looking after animals! NOT!"
"I look after you. Shouldn't that be classed as caring for an animal." replied Tatsuki without missing a beat.
"Grandpa looks after me." corrected the blond. Glaring with all the rage he could muster.
"Who saves your ass when you get kidnapped once a week."
Kotarou furrowed his brow, pouting.
"I don't get kidnapped once a week."
Tatsuki didn't answer as he ordered and payed for the popcorn, lollies, coke, chocolate and anything else Kotarou could inhale during the film. Then continued the conversation when they sat down in the theater.
"Yes you do. Just the other day you where mugged and sexually assaulted by a homeless man in the city." sneered Tatsuki. Eyes growing dark as he remembered what had happened that Thursday afternoon. (1)
Kotarou bit into a jelly snake. Glaring sullenly at his cousin.
"But I wasn't kidnapped." he said around the snake.
"Kidnapped, mugged. It's all the same thing. The point is, you can't look after yourself. Therefore. You having a kitten would just be cruel."
Kotarou growled, clutching his cup of popcorn tightly.
"What do you know."
The lights dim and the curtains drift apart. Tatsuki smirks as the screen lights up with the opening previews.
"More than you."
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Two weeks later and Kotarou is sitting in a heap in the middle of the living room floor. A small, white kitten roiling around in his lap. Tatsuki watched the cute display with a look of complete loathing.
"I don't know why Grandpa let you get it. He must be getting senile in his old age." said the taller of the two cousins.
Kotarou giggled and tickled the kitten's soft white belly.
"It's because of what happened with that old hobo. Grandpa thought I seemed depressed so he got me Mr Fluffy! Isn't he the cutest!" he gushed, holding the flea bag out for Tatsuki to get a better look.
Tatsuki regarded both the sickeningly cute creature and the kitten with disgust.
"If it pees anywhere in my room, I'm making it into a purse." he said stiffly, looking away from the pair as Kotarou was sent into a fit of hysteric anger at the comment. Holding "Mr Fluffy" to his chest protectively.
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(1) And I am far too lazy to go into any more detail about said incident. Sorry folks. Maybe in future chapters.
Ending note: This chapter I'm not that happy with... (pout) But I wanted to write something. I hope this is ok. I tried my very hardest.
Well review if you want. I'd review your story if I read it. (anime eyes)
No flames. They don't have that button so you can mouth off.