Disclaimer: If Fushigi Yuugi belonged to me, I'd fuse it with Ai no Kusabi, and make Nakago a Blondie (duh ^^), and Tamahome his Pet. Heh heh heh. Now, aren't you glad that FY doesn't belong to me?
Tamahome: Yes.
Nakago: No.
Tamahome: OI!!
Shinji: O.o Huh? Tamahome-niisan would be a 'Pet'?
Aiko: 'niichan, 'niichan, what's a 'Pet'?
Nakago: Heh heh heh...
Tamahome: >.
By the way, Shinji and Aiko do belong to me, so no stealing. ^^ None of the others belong to me, tho'. Darn.
Title: Carnival Kisses (6/7 or 8)
Author: lise (yep, changed my FF.Net nick)
Pairings (in this part): Nuriko+Hotohori, Tamahome+Nakago
Warnings: This part is unbetaed. And I'm very tired. Please forgive me for any horribly glaring mistakes that I made!
by lise
Tamahome, Nakago, Aiko and Shinji had finally made their way out of the Hall of Mirrors, and were currently walking through the crowd at the funfair. Tamahome was carrying Aiko in his arms as she ate the cotton candy that Nakago had bought for her, and Shinji, carrying a tub of popcorn, was walking sedately between the blue-haired boy and Nakago.
Supporting Aiko with his right hand, Tamahome lifted his left hand to check his watch.
"I guess I should get going...I need to go find my friends," he said. "They should be done with that rollercoaster by now." With a slight start, the gray-eyed boy realised that he'd actually enjoyed himself with Nakago and his siblings, and was more than a little reluctant to leave.
"Already?" Nakago looked a little disappointed, but hid it quickly. Aiko, however, was a little more demonstrative than her brother.
"Don't want Tamahome-niisan to leave!" wailed the blonde girl, flinging her arms about the surprised blue-haired boy's neck.
Unfortunately, Aiko had forgotten that she was holding a stick of very sticky, very pink cotton candy.
Given the situation, the inevitable, of course, happened. The fluffy pink candy that Aiko was holding was smeared all over the side and back of Tamahome's head, sticking to his hair in pink clumps.
"Ooh, I'm dizzy..." Nuriko clutched at Hotohori's arm to steady himself as the group exited the rollercoaster.
Tasuki snickered at the violet-eyed boy. "It was your idea to go on that @(*&%# triple-corkscrew thing."
"Yup!" Nuriko beamed. "And it rocked!"
"Even though you're dizzy now?" enquired an amused Hotohori.
"Yeah!"
"Bet you can't walk in a *(#&% straight line now!" Tasuki chimed in.
"Can too!" Nuriko promptly let go of Hotohori's arm and took a few unsteady steps forward in an attempt to prove the flame-haired boy wrong.
"Erm, Nuriko, that's not really a straight line no da."
"Not even *(&#% close." Tasuki grinned.
"`hori-chan?" The violet-haired boy turned wide, appealing eyes on his boyfriend.
"Uh..." Hotohori looked at Nuriko, then nervously eyed Tasuki and Chichiri, who smirked knowingly at him. "He wasn't that bad..." he hedged.
Chichiri chuckled as Tasuki muttered something about henpecked boyfriends, and Hotohori mock-punched the flame-haired boy.
"Hey, look!" exclaimed Nuriko suddenly. "Tama-chan's over there!"
"And he's with Nakago no da!" said Chichiri.
"Huh? Where?" Tasuki and Hotohori abruptly stopped their 'fight' and looked over as well.
Chichiri's lips twitched upward as he watched Tamahome chuckle, say something to Nakago, then wipe a cotton candy stain off Aiko's cheek, smiling affectionately at her.
By the time the little group stopped for Tamahome to buy Shinji a tub of popcorn, Nuriko was giggling outright.
"Damn, they look like a (*&% family or somethin'" said Tasuki, avidly watching the scene.
Hotohori nodded in agreement, grinning wickedly.
And when Aiko accidentally smeared her cotton candy all over Tamahome's hair, the four boys fell over each other, clutching their sides and shaking with mirth.
Aiko-chan stared up at Tamahome with huge, watery blue eyes. "Tamahome-'niisan...I'm sorry! Don't be mad at me!"
The little girl was currently standing in front of a very nonplussed Tamahome, whose hair was sticking up in unbecoming pink tufts. Shinji and Nakago were trying their best not to laugh...but not succeeding very well.
Not receiving any response from the aqua-haired boy, Aiko took this to mean the worst, and started to sniffle slightly. "Tamahome-'niisan..."
Taking note of the warning signs, and being a sucker for cute little kids anyway, Tamahome shook his head slightly, shaking himself out of the slight shock he'd been in, and knelt down in front of Aiko, smiling reassuringly. "It's okay, Aiko-chan...I'm not mad at you. Accidents happen, ne?
Seeing that tha aqua-haired boy wasn't mad at her after all, Aiko beamed happily and glomped the surprised boy tightly.
After a few moments, Nakago gently pried his little sister off Tamahome's person.
"Aiko-chan," he chided gently, "not so tight, ne? Tamahome-'niisan's face is starting to match his hair."
Shinji regarded the blue-haired boy and started to laugh.
"Anyways, seriously - " Nakago continued, shooting Tamahome's cotton-candied hair an amused look, " - we'd better go wash that stuff off before it dries and gets stuck."
Tamahome gaped at Nakago, aghast at the thought of being stuck with pink, clumpy hair. "Crap! I didn't think of that!"
Chuckling, Nakago turned to Shinji. "Shin-kun, you stay here and look after Aiko-chan, okay? I'll go help Tamahome-'niisan with his hair."
With that, he took the blue-haired boy's arm, steering him gently but firmly towards the washrooms.
"C'mon, guys," Nuriko turned to his three companions, grinning. "I think we should leave now."
Catching on straight away, Hotohori chuckled. "Yep. I'm sure Tamahome'll do fine on his own."
"Wellll...not really on his own per se, no da..."
Tasuki snickered. "Man...Nakago has #(*%& got it bad. He owes me for that photo of Tamahome I gave to him!"
Nuriko turned to stare at Tasuki. "You gave him a photo of Tama-chan? When was that?"
"When I first noticed him (*&#% checking Tamahome out...like, )(*#% months ago."
"Wow...he's liked Tamahome for that long? That's impressive no da."
"Well, it's about time he made a move, then..."
"Yeah...so we'd better not stick around and spoil his chances!" Nuriko concluded cheerfully.
"We'll drop Tamahome a message later to let him know that we've left and he's on his own," decided Hotohori, grinning. "C'mon, let's go!"
TBC...one or two last parts, coming right up! ^^