Title: The Downtown is Ours
Pair: Massu and Tego
Rating: PG-13 for BL
Genre: Romance and Fluff
Hook: Well, well, well, they finally make it out of the house and boy, do they never regret it! Find out why!
They finally arrive at Fishy Ideas, feeling the warmth of the spacious eatery. The room has a simple but very chic interior consisting of black lacquer booths and a centre square bar in the middle of the same shiny tint. The excited, but very hungry boy feasts his eyes on the rare, open stools located at the eye of the restaurant. Hands apart this time, for the older one keeps on alternating the decision of holding the younger one's hand. He has become unnoticeable to the fact that he surely does not know what he is doing, where he is, or even what reality he lives in. The other boy although, was ecstatic to lastly be exposed to new lights and a fresh atmosphere he comfortably recognizes. Not thinking to confirm with his partner of where they should sit, he takes in a big breath and smiles from cheek to cheek, leading them to the stools.
Massu mindlessly follows in the concentrated footsteps, suddenly snaps back to the Milky Way, and collides with the fact that he is really on a date. This is hard to swallow because it is a date with his best friend and very hopeful boyfriend. He sees Tego is about to lower the rest of his body down on the red, shiny cushion and he does not hesitate to push in the seat towards the black plank. Thanks to his nerves of steel, instead of assisting him gracefully onto his seat, he thrusts the stool with full force. As a result, Tego reflexes and is sent flying back into the cradling arms of Massu. He immediately reddens, only for a moment before a booming voice explodes from his body. "What-do-you-think-you're-doing!"
"Ohe? Err… I like you?"
"Is that a question!"
"I like you… Very much?"
"Urgh… Then what the heck are we on?" Tego vents his frustration. "Hmm… On a date that I suppose was your idea!"
"Ahhhh…" Massu feverishly finding the words to calm the infuriating angel he is still carrying in his arms. "I was just trying to help you in your seat Toshi-kun…"
"Ohhh… Well in that case, okkkkkay," Tego entrancingly forgives him. "Nice catch, by the way," leaning back, turning his head showing a handsome three-quarters profile.
"Aren't you more hungrier?" the adorable Tego questions with widened eyes, as he breaks a formerly unified chopstick.
"Err… Don't worry. I had a little something before I passed out," Massu says suddenly realizing that this is probably the most unattractive thing anyone could say on the first date. Of course, he is trying to lie in an attempt to cover up his smashing nerves. Because of his jittery insides and a honey-filled beehive that has replaced his stomach, he could not fathom eating as much as he usually does.
Massu's comment triggers Tego to flash back to the image of him practically kissing the floor not too long ago and chortles, "Hahaha!"
"Please, no. Don't remind me about that! Let's change the subject." Massu dictates cutely looking quite embarrassed.
"But… But… What hap--?"
"Uh!... Uh!... Uh!..." Massu interrupts amusingly, laying a slow-motion peck upon Tego's open mouth. For once, he amazingly shuts up. Tego is delightfully caught off-guard and cannot help it but to smile fuzzily looking down at the small gap between them. Finally, he's quiet. Great! As soon as he shuts up, I have completely nothing to say! But by contrast, he and his Toshi-kun were staring happily, gazing at each other. Short chuckles emerge now and again as their curved mouths continue to beam, revealing special happiness.
On a good note, the jokes begin as they await their scrumptious Fishy Idea plates to be prepared. Usually for people on a first date, waiting for their dinners can be painfully awkward. This of course is not true for Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. Tweedle Dee starts the fun and games with a cliché, anime riddle. "Hey Tego! Have you heard any good cartoon jokes lately?"
"Maybe… Why do you have one?"
"Yeah, I do!" Oh man, he's going to crack at this one! "Okay, how do you get Pikachu on the bus?"
"Oh my god, Pikachu!"
"Yes, I know! Pikachu, he's so cute and--"
"Lame!" Tweedle Dum interrupts before Massu can finish gloating about his childhood fascination.
"Ohe!" and Massu resembles a classic anime face with a huge sweat mark, similar to the one Misty makes the first time Brock tells her he loves her. However, it seems that his face is more surprised and a bit angrier than her trademark agitated expression.
Tego can actually see the animated fume appear on the side of Massu's dumbfounded forehead. He wants the bold, white drawing to disappear, so he sincerely apologizes and offers, "Ummm… You push him on?"
"No!" clearly offended by this drastic measure of treating his beloved Pikachu.
"You pick him up and put him on?" Tego guesses gaining greater and greater volume.
"No."
"You tell him Tokape's on the bus?"
"No, and you act like you don't like the show!"
"No, I never said that. Don't jump to conclusions."
"Right, so how do you get Pikachu on the bus?" Massu gleefully reminds him of this aggravating brainteaser.
After some thinking he responds, "You take some candy, give it to Tokape, or in his case dump it in front of him and then shove Pikachu on the bus!"
"No, I never said to use violence. Don't make too many conclusions," Massu simply rewords Tego's previous response, drowning out his last hopes.
"Okay, I give up!" Tego lastly musters up to say.
Massu tells the punch line while grinning amusingly, "You poke-him-on," as he pushes an imaginary button. The invisible button seems to be best purposed as a laughing one for Tego bursts into a fast-paced laugh that causes everyone in the restaurant to turn and glare.
"Hahaha! That was great! Tell another one!" He barley tries to express his gratification for the corny gag. "Gomen, gomen everyone!" and the eaters turn back to their meals. "Okay, okay, wait! I got one!" as he finishes his last chortle rubbing his tummy from the heavy workout.
"Haha… Yeah…" Massu accepts his proposal.
"All right…" Tego stables his worn out self. "Does your… hot dog have a last name?"
"What?" as Massu makes a droned-out expression like Tuxedo Kamen would make if Serena told him whom she really is. Finally, he revives and asks the giggling Tego, "Where did you get that?"
"You know, from the animation of the hot dog…" Tego begins his explanation as Massu shakes his head with hesitation. "From the hot dog commercials."
"What hot dog commercials?"
"The Oscar Meyer Wiener ones."
"Oh. Wait a minute," Massu ponders for a split moment. "Oh I know what you're talking about! And it's not does your hot dog have a last name, it's… Err, I remember the ad with--"
"The dancing bologna!" They both unexpectedly jinx each other and the whole room showers them with their practiced glares. "Gomen!" they quickly express and turn back to pick apart the gag.
"Yeah, the song goes la-di-dah, la-di-dah, my bologna has a last name, it's M-E-Y-E-R…" Tego sings and Massu joins him in spelling out the letters melodically. They share an over-dramatic, silent laugh attack on account of their tense surroundings.
A moment of silence mysteriously falls upon them and no one would know how that possibly happens with these personifications of Tom and Jerry. Tom tries to annoy the distracted mouse looking off to the side at a piece of mod art that matches the design of the enclosed space. The cat playfully rests a pointed finger-gun and a curled fist with the rest of the hand on his oblivious shoulder. Tego, without a clue, turns his head and is slightly punctured by his round, but prickly fingernail. However, his face is pushed enough for he whines, "Why you poke me?"
"Oh me? I just like your cheek, that's all. Mmmm--"
"Ey!" Tego cries as Massu rings a quiet giggle, which turns into a rather manly laugh remembering he is the 'mannier part' of the relationship.
Tego surprisingly does not say anything but he knows exactly how to fight back. With Massu's hand still resting on his burning body, he opens his mouth and envelops his entirety around Massu's suddenly electrified finger. The finger now completely inserted into Tego's opening, he closes his eyes and gradually pulls back his neck. Massu feels his soft, moist tongue leaving his sparking finger and the smooth, wet layer that forms on it. Tego leaves him to make the smallest, most pleasantly surprised 'o' he can gesture with his mouth.
Calm and unaffected, the sushi man pops out and breaks the sensual moment, "Enjoy your food boys," as if he sees this kind of stuff all the time.
"Sushi time!" Tego exclaims most happily. However, Massu is under some kind of trance. "Mmmm… I really love salmon roe, don't you?" and he back-handily shoves a particle to his mouth without needing to sight his target. Massu simply allows the forceful piece in, moving only his mouth, and slowly chews, still in amazement.
Soon after Massu regains full consciousness and engulfs his whole platter down with such ease, he does not know how his appetite regained full consciousness as well. Massu, feeling like himself since the date is proceeding enjoyably, crawls his hand towards Tego's plate where he is mindlessly chewing down his small mountain of divine sushi. "Uh, uh!" Tego tisks and ticks the hand away. Massu is a fighter and never gives up when it comes to rescuing his long time companion, food. The second attempt calls upon his forefinger and middle one for he tiptoes them towards its captive fortress. The king sees this in his receptive peripheral vision and rules by quickly swatting the selected appendages like a mother would do to her child after being told, 'Don't touch unless you're going to buy'. Last attempt… Massu determinedly talks himself into because he needs to be in agreement with his unfulfilled stomach. This time he uses the one, solitary poker of Tego's cheek he is downsized to. He goes all the way to wrapping it around a sushi and begins to pull it towards him. Tego sees this but waits until it is at the edge of the saucer and snatches it.
"If you want it, you're going to have to get it!" and with that, the immature couple swats, grasps, and retreats from every possible position a pair can make publicly. Massu hungrily grabs and follows Tego's precious sushi and sometimes looks like he is embracing him fully. At last, Tego abruptly situates it in his mouth and bites down securing it.
"Oh you want me to get it, eh?" Massu cleverly says raising his eyebrows suggestively. Tego lets out a confused cry but then realizes this is probably the worst place to put the most wanted sushi in town. Massu closes in, burying Tego's face, clenches his teeth around the sushi, purposely pressing his lips against Tego's strained ones. He retracts eventually and sits back on his seat, chewing happily.
Such a good thing when your date walks into their own traps… Massu concludes from this pleasurable incident, philosophizing endearingly about the eternal tamer of his heart.
It is time to leave the uninteresting place it is becoming and enter the inviting starlit city. "To the cinema," Tego geekily commands, pointing in one direction.
"To the cinema," Masuda nods in support.
They are at the ticket booth and thanks to Massu's absent-mind; he let Tego lead the way resulting in Tego to be in front of him in the queue. Massu obviously does not think ahead because his original intention is to pay for Tego's admission as part of his royal treatment. I got to do something… Don't mess up, don't mess this up… Think fast, Masuda-kun… he quietly taunts himself. Massu takes one of Tego's soft hands and lifts it to an abnormal height. He pauses and then spins the pretty hand making him twirl in place. Tego does not pirouette once though, he rotates completely around Massu producing a successful two-hundred, seventy degrees.
"Wow… you really sweep me off my feet!" Tego gratifies.
"Well it helps when you have such a great dancer," Massu returns the memory-ridden wink Tego flashed long ago when there was daylight. He stops and smiles at his royal highness and gently kisses the top of his forehead. Tego smiles, pauses but does not hesitate to reciprocate a sweet peck on Massu's head as well.
After Massu smoothly wows Tego and buys the tickets to the PG-13 movie, they sit contently in the blue Smurf theatre recliners. The movie plays and is drawing nearer to its ending. Massu plots to himself, Movie's almost over and I haven't even made a move yet! What to do, what to do… With much convincing, he slyly wraps his arm around Tego's broad shoulders. Tego takes a hint and thinks to cuddle with Massu by resting his head toward his warm side.
Just about as he is leaning back he says in his head, What am I doing? He thinks he can have me this easily? Pish! Number one rule: Play hard to get! So he pulls back and continues to focus on the huge screen, casually removing Massu's arm back to its former spot.
Massu could not concentrate on the film; he could care less about it. An excruciatingly five minutes pass and he once again pries open his can of spinach full of vitamin P, persistence. Oh got it! Why didn't I think of this before? He instantly slips his hand under Tego's, grabbing firmly, yet in a way as if his palm is godly to him. Tego, this time, does not resist just as Massu brilliantly predicts.
After a while, Tego moves inwardly sideways, closer to Massu. He adorably pants one, solitary question, "Massu… Do you want to be with me forever?" Massu incredibly surprised at this question, drops his hand almost instantaneously, and nays a…
A/N: The last chapter is coming up, please comment!