FIC: One Week of Shuji to Akira

Title: One Week of Shuji to Akira

Chapter: Friday

Series: Nobuta wo Produce

Genre: Romance/Humour

Rating: PG-13

Warning: Yaoi/ Shonen-ai

A/N: Trying to finish this AND read Megatokyo at the same time…not a good idea. XO But I just have two more drabbles to finish right after I get back from Seattle this weekend. I think this project has been a good exercise for me. It's gotten to a point where I can kinda guess what Shuji and Akira would do in certain situation…kinda ; They will always remain enigma characters, especially Akira. Sometimes I get an idea for a new day's drabble, and I actually hear them have an entire conversation in my head…in character. O.o

Friday

Shuji was sure they were guilty of committing yet another cliché right now. They were in a park, sitting under the night sky and staring at the stars.

Yep, definitely cliché-ish.

Akira's head was resting comfortably on his stomach, breathing contently and pointing out the stars that shone the brightest, his favourite ones. "That one Shuji! Isn't it pretty? It's winking at us! Wink! Wink, wink!" he said happily, winking right back at the star. Shuji smiled and replied "Yeah, I like it. It's so bright…it kinda reminds me of you." He laughed, as if he only just realized how corny that sounded. Akira nodded; the star was a lot like him, he agreed. "Demo...it's not my favourite star, Shuuji-kun." He pointed to a star that was far from the bright one. It shone brighter than those around it, but wasn't nearly as bright as the one before. "That one over there is my favourite!" he said confidently, kon konning at it. Shuji sat in complete silence for almost a minute while Akira tried to count them all. "Why?" he asked curiously. "Why that one?" The taller boy sat up and smiled knowingly at him. "Hmm, because you don't have to be the brightest and biggest of something to be the best one. Sometimes, those that blend in, or go unnoticed, or don't seem really special can be really important. I like the star, it's a lot like Shuji!" Shuji rolled his eyes, but smiled back all the same; when he said corny things like that…sometimes, you couldn't help but be flattered. He lay back down on the grass, and Akira did the same. "This is nice, Shuji-kun. We should have asked your brother if he wanted to come with us, I think he would have liked it." Shuji rolled his eyes again and said irritably "Koji? He would've gotten bored after five minutes! Besides, I think having the kid here might have ruined the uh…mood? Silence? No…but he would've spoiled the fun by asking to go back home." Akira giggled at the idea of there being any kind of mood or silence in the middle of the park with Shuji's little brother going, '"Nii-san! I wanna go home and watch Doraemon! Come on, please?"'

"Don't you like kids, daccha?" he said poking his boyfriend lightly on the cheek, who started fiddling nervously with a blade of grass. He didn't not like kids, even though he occasionally felt like head-locking and/or noogie-ing his brother to death. They were just so…needy and whiny sometimes. And didn't get it when you said you wanted time alone and needed them to go amuse themselves. "I don't hate them, but they can be a handful sometimes.

Akira wiggled his lips absentmindedly wondering about one or two things that would make most people's heads hurt if they tried to comprehend it. "Ne…Shuji-kun…I wonder what they would look like. If we ever had children, I mean."

Shuji's eyes went wide and he sat up again, disturbing Akira from his comfortable spot on Shuji's stomach. "What do you mean '"If we had children?"' You do realize that's physically impossible, right?" he said, hoping to gods that Akira did. If he didn't, well…they were going to have a very awkward conversation about the birds and the bees later on, and he was sure Akira wouldn't take that very well.

"Iie, baka!" Akira broke out into giggles and playfully punched Shuji in the shoulder. After a moment or two, he sobered up a little. "I mean, if we had each started families and had children…" he trailed off. Shuji couldn't help noticing that Akira sounded a little bit sad. He sighed, fiddling with his hair. "I don't know. Maybe we wouldn't even have gotten married. I don't think anyone knows what could have happened if they had done things differently, or not met so-and-so." Akira looked down and watched an earthworm move slowly across the grass while thinking about what Shuji just said. He seemed to cheer up and little and said, "Ne, Shuuji-kun? You sure it's physically impossible? Shall we make sure?" His boyfriend groaned, blushing slightly.

"Are you reading fanfiction again?" But Akira wasn't listening. He was now running and screaming "Beeeeearr my children, Shuuji-kun!"

"Oi, say's the one who's almost always uke!" Shuji ran after Akira, cursing the boy's long (if extremely sexy) legs.

Owari

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