In today's totally unneeded author's note: Hayatan makes me cringe.
Beta-reader: GirlinBlue2364.
The beginning of a catchy jingle echoed in the room while the maroon drapes parted over to reveal two young men wearing dark trousers and colored shirts.
"Welcome to Hayatan and Takkun's Talk-show!" one of them exclaimed energetically while he took a step toward the public to greet them with a wide smile. "I'm Hayatan!"
He had a regular stature, with gray hair that had been combed into a strange hairstyle similar to an octopus, and wore a bright red shirt. His green eyes never stopped sparkling with mischievous glint and his amused smile once again caused a wave of lovesick sighs in the mainly female public.
"And I'm Takkun," the other boy added as he raised laconically his hand to greet the public.
The second man was taller than Hayatan, with dark hair cut short and spiky. His oval face with brown eyes was so inexpressive that nobody would have been able to say if he was happy or not to be on stage or if he was actually bored to death. Unlike Hayatan, he wore a blue shirt, tight enough to show his body and prove to their spectators that he frequently played sports.
"Today," Hayatan completed with his wide smile on par. "We have among us the famous billiard player, Volta Gamma!"
"Prepare yourself to be electrified because his control of balls is absolute," the raven commented nonchalantly with a conniving smirk.
Whistles followed in the public and Hayatan's cheeks blushed faintly before he turned toward Takkun and put a hand on the latter's shoulder as if he wanted to whisper something in his ear.
"However, he'll never outmatch you, Takeshi," the gray haired said in a low voice. It was nonetheless loud enough that the women in the public were able to hear it.
Lovesick sighs and overexcited whispered followed on stage while Takeshi, or rather Takkun, leaned over his colleague and softly put his hand on Hayatan's blushing cheek.
"Hayato," he sighed with a deep voice that made the spectators sigh once again. "If only we weren't on stage..."
"AAAAND... CUT," announced the bored voice of the director of their show. "Put some advertisements while those two idiots go and refresh themselves..."
Takkun sighed softly and lowered his head until his nose grazed his colleague's shiny hair. The latter raised his shivery hand slowly and firmly took hold of the raven's blue sleeve before he pulled him toward their dressing room.
Once the door was closed behind them, Hayatan turned toward Takkun and glared at him.
"Can I know where that hand came from?" he barked with his eyebrows furrowed harshly. "As we already don't have enough with Lussuria's shitty scenarios..."
Gokudera Hayato, whose artist name was Hayatan, groaned and ran his hands in his gelled hair before he rubbed insistingly at his cheeks.
"Also," he muttered once he calmed a bit. "What's with this implicit rule that the foreigner must be the extrovert?"
"Ma, ma," Takkun declared while he put his hands on the gray haired boy's shoulder to help him calm himself. "What really matters is to have fun, right?"
Gokudera saw red and raised his head to glare daggers at the smiling young man.
"Because that doesn't concern you, is that it?" the gray haired man raged as he thrusted his finger on the raven's stomach. "Out of the two of us, you're the one who has it the hardest! Asking an idiot to look smart isn't that easy!"
And he was right. Yamamoto Takeshi, aka Takkun, wasn't at all what he looked like on stage. In fact, he was a baseball fanatic and was unable to follow a discussion about anything scientific or literary. However, he looked, unlike his half-Italian friend, hotter when he was serious and that simple fact had influenced their superiors' decisions on their roles in the Talk-show.
Therefore, Takkun is an extremely smart man and hard to approach while Hayatan is a slightly dumb boy who's always chirpy and smiling.
Characters totally opposed to their true personalities.
However, this got them money so the two young men weren't going to complain. Even if they had to pretend that they were going out when they (and that was mostly Gokudera) couldn't even deal with the mere thought of it.
"Children~" called the horribly familiar voice of their manager. "I hope that you're presentable because I'm going in~"
Gokudera growled once again and took a beer can out of the mini-fridge while the door creaked open to reveal a man with a multicolored Mohican.
"Huhu," the latter chortled as he waddled toward the two actors. "I hope that I didn't interrupt you in an important time~"
"Not at all," Yamamoto smiled widely. "I didn't even... how was it again... begin perverting Hayato!"
"Huhu~ now, that's too bad," their manager chirped while he sadly shook his head. Gokudera seriously considered drowning him with his beer. "But I've good news for you! You're going to interview a really sweet honeypot next week!"
"Really? Haha," the raven laughed out loud while he scratched absentmindedly his neck. "It sounds fun!"
"And what kind of idiot are we going to interview?" Hayato grumbled before he took another sip of his drink.
"And that's where you're going to rejoice," the peacock-like man assured with a lascivious wink. (Gokudera almost chocked on his beer). "Because, my dear boys, you'll have the great honor to be the first to interview on TV the famous writer Sawada Tsunayoshi!"
Hayato spat his mouthful of beer on their manager's face and Takeshi blinked.
"Haha!" he laughed happily. "That writer has the same name as a boy who went to the same high school as me!"
Gokudera face palmed and sighed in exasperation.
So there you have it, there wasn't any fluff in the whole chapter. Gokudera and Yamamoto work together. Lussuria's OTP is 8059, my new-found OTP is Beer/Gokudera or Beer/Lussuria's face (I still haven't decided which is better).
And now, how about the (now) traditional question: Who's the director of the incredibly famous "Hayatan and Takkun's Talk-show"? Hint: it isn't an OC. By the way, how about some angst?