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Title: Under Your Living Room's Dim Light
Author: Jou / mahounadegata
Pairing: Nino x OC
Rating: PG
This short thing was written for my dearly beloved Precious and I dunno if she'll like it or not because I'm actually not very satisfied. I find it kinda cute though and I actually felt really giddy writing this hahaha. I did a little bit of research on Nino and his views about love and relationships, although I realized I didn't really need to because I have always loved his perspective about these things. I've always found him very intelligent and open minded with the way he answers interview questions, especially since his answers were often more objective than subjective. Anyways, I hope you enjoy reading it and much as i did writing it. Yay! Also i suck at titles

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You get home from work and you find him sitting on the couch, playing with the game you bought him on his birthday. He was really happy you bought it for him, happier because he didn't spend a single penny for it. He was grumbling and cussing under his breath and it made you smile a little. Sure, he was cussing, but hearing his voice in small angry whispers already got rid of most of the stress and anxiety that accumulated from teaching English to locals the entire day.

He seemed to have heard you close the door and quickly looked back to give you a small smile and an an okaeri, immediately going back to his game.

"Have you eaten, bee?" You ask.

He shakes his head, still concentrating on his game. He was wearing the Gudetama hoodie you bought him some time ago, grey sweat pants, mismatched socks and the old LOVE concert staff shirt. He was also wearing the cat ear scrunchie headband a friend gave you and that made you giggle a bit.

"Do you want me to make you anything?" You lean in and kiss him lightly on the cheek, careful not to disturb.

No answer, just tippy-tappy noises. He abruptly stops, clicks his tongue and pats the empty space on the sofa next to him, signalling for you to sit down. You notice a big red 'defeat' on his screen. You say nothing and sit beside him. He shuffles a bit before lying down on your lap placing his feet on the couch arm rest, eyes glued again to the five inch screen. He restarts his game and you watch in silence, playing with his hair a bit, watching him furrow his eyebrows from time to time, expressions coming and going from his face, his chubby fingers rapidly pushing buttons in a practiced rhythm. You both stay like this, maybe ten or twenty minutes, you're not sure and you honestly don't mind. Being like this with Kazunari relaxed you in a way only he could do.

Then the tippy-tapping stops and a small yatta escapes his lips, a big bright 'victory' on the screen. He looks at you.

You raise your eyebrows, questioning.

Then he smiles, a natural one, not the practiced idol smiles he gives the photographers. "Lucky charm." and pokes you on the cheek. You could feel your cheeks burning. You've been together for almost three years now but this guy never fails to make you feel the butterflies in every small thing he does, no matter how lazy he could be sometimes.. Or most of the time. How in the world did you even end up here, on this couch, with this super talented and ageless man lying on your lap anyway? How and why were the fates so good to you?

"Bee, go get dressed." he says, sitting up, breaking your chain of thought. "Let's go have dinner somewhere nice."

You're a bit surprised. "Eh? Why?"

"Silly." He chuckles, reaching into his pocket for something glittering under the dim lighting of your living room. "Do I really need a reason to treat my best girl to dinner? Well, there is actually, now that I think about it. Although I kind of know your answer already..."

You look away, trying so hard not to panic. What is he doing? What does he mean? What in the world was that thing he took out from his pocket? Oh Lord God, help me. Please don't let me faint. Not right now, please, not right now. Your thoughts were a huge jumble of words. You could feel your pulse rising and the floor was shaking... or maybe it was just your head spinning. I should stop assuming. It was probably just his car keys. Or a 100¥ coin. I should stop assuming things.

He pulls your left hand and you jump a bit from the contact, but that doesn't stop him from slipping something cold on to one of your fingers. You knew what it was but still couldn't believe it and you didn't dare look, you couldn't. Your brain was blank and you were just sitting there staring at him, frozen. He leaned in, his forehead now against yours, those chestnut colored eyes that somehow reminded you of your hometown staring into yours, and then he whispered: "Marry me?"

Now you finally understood how it felt when people say they're high because you were sitting there crying and laughing at the same time, wanting to hit his arrogant face so bad but instead you pull him to a kiss before saying "Of course, you idiot", the grey diamond on your ring finger sparkling like rain under your living room's dim light.

Title: Arashi-chan no Nichijou
Pairing: OT5 but mostly OhMiya
Rating: PG
Length: >2000
Summary: The Daily Misadventures of Ninomiya Keiko, her younger brother Kazunari and his Four Gorgeous Teenage Neighborhood Friends

Notes: Wow it took me a long time to write this down because stuff happened and we just launched the first ever xeroxzine in bacolod (charot) and i was super busy with that so yeah. i feel really proud for getting this far! tbh this has been the longest story i have ever written in my life (well maybe except for that really weird Harry Potter fan fic i wrote when I was like 11) and I feel great! i'm used to writing short stories and im really excited that i actually got to write a chapter 4 ahahaha here it is! hope you guys enjoy it! <3

also please feel free to leave constructive criticism on the comment section, i'd really appreciate that! <3
another also is that apparently time doesnt exist in this fan fic because wth is time anyway!??! LOL


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"Are bees more important than the sun?" Masaki turned to Kazunari, brows furrowed in curiosity.

The boys were walking to Kazunari's house to hang out and get Sho to help them with homework again. It was a Friday afternoon and the sky just started to turn a golden orange.

Jun gave Masaki the signature stoic look, kind of half laughing. "What kind of question is that?"

Sho had his hands on his stomach, laughing, his eyebrows forming the shape of the wedge symbol AKA the up arrow thingy that comes out when you press shift+6. After calming down, he proceeded to explain the importance of the sun and the bees, that they were both very important in different ways, as an honor student would. Masaki nodded, amused.

Satoshi, who kinda knew what Sho was talking about, nodded in agreement to the explanation.

"Sometimes I'm not sure if you're a genius or just plain stupid, Aiba-chan." Kazunari kicked an empty bottle of water and it hit someone across the street who yelled profanity at them.

They exchanged panicked looks and ran away as fast as they could, laughing through short breaths.

Their oldest friend hit Kazunari on the head. "Don't get us in trouble, you idiot."

Kazunari uttered a small apology.

Sho put an arm around Satoshi, still panting. "My gums hurt."

"Ah, ah, guys! I almost forgot to tell you we're having our school foundation week and the school festival will start on Monday and we're having booths! You need to come!" Masaki jumped in front of them, basically walking backwards to face them while talking. "The other class is having a science exhibit!"

"What are you having, Aiba-chan?" Jun asked.

"Oh." Masaki went back to walking normally beside his friends and looked thoughtful. "Woah. I don't really know."

"He invited us without knowing what they're having." Whined Kazunari.

Sho chuckled. "You haven't decided on it yet or...?" you just weren't paying attention? was what he didn't say, not wanting to pick on Masaki any more.

"I guess we haven't really talked about it yet. I don't really have any ideas."

"How about a horror house?" Satoshi suggested.

"The seniors are doing that and I don't think we could pull it off."

The boys kept exchanging ideas until they got to the Ninomiya residence. There were suggestions of a game room from Kazunari, a mini-library from Jun and a food stand from Sho. Satoshi suggested a face painting booth. Masaki wrote his friends' suggestion on his arm.

They found Keiko sitting on the sidewalk smoking, doing something on her phone. "Hey, boys~" She said in a sing-song voice.

The boys, except Kazunari, greeted her in a chorus.

"Keiko-nee! It's our school's foundation week next week and the school festival is starting on Monday and I was wondering if you could stop by! Our class is having a booth!" Masaki sat beside her.

"Oh, cool! What's your class doing?" Keiko put her cigarette out and concentrated on the younger boy, enjoying his enthusiasm.

"Uh, we don't know yet but the guys suggested something!" Masaki showed her the list he wrote on his arm. "Do you have some suggestions?"

"Hmm." She put a thumb on her lip. "How about a tattoo parlor?!"

"NEECHAN, I HEARD THAT! WE'RE IN HIGHSCHOOL!" came from Kazunari who was already inside.

Keiko snickered. And then she suddenly remembered something. "AAAAH!!! BUT!! BUT!! BUT!!!! NOY, LET ME SHOW YOU GUYS SOMETHING!!!!" She grabbed Masaki's arm and dragged him inside. The poor boy almost tripped.

Sho glared at Keiko who was now looking for something on her phone. Is that--?! Sho was contemplating if he should panic. Is it the picture--?!

"LOOK!!"

Sho was so glad he didn't panic. He was so happy he thanked all the gods whose names he's memorized from his World History class. Keiko showed them a picture of an arm that had the Triforce symbol tattooed on it. "I DID THIS MYSELF!!!"

Keiko flashed him the classic Ninomiya cat smile. He winced.

Kazunari was fawning over the tattoo and complimented his sister about how cool it was. Satoshi was peering into her phone screen and looked equally as interested. The younger Ninomiya sibling asked his sister questions about the person who got the tattoo, if he also played the older games and what his favorite game was. Keiko answered enthusiastically and corrected Kazunari, saying that it was a her, not a he. Kazunari shrugged and said whatever under his breath, while Keiko proceeded to tell him the other games her customer played.

The day went by like how it normally did plus additional episodes of Sho getting angry at Kazunari and Masaki for not getting the Math equations right after several tries and getting mad at Jun for reading all the stories in his English textbook instead of concentrating on just one.

Satoshi was busy painting fishes in a corner and Keiko observed him quietly while wolfing down a bag of caramel popcorn and chugging on a can of Kirin.

Keiko noticed Kazunari give them a few quick glances, earning a rolled up yellow paper pad on his head from Sakurai-sensei.

"Are you listening, Nino?!" Sho half yelled at him.

"Yes, I am! Don't be a nazi!" He half-yelled back, scratching his head.

"I won't be a nazi if you just paid attention, you brat!"

"Don't call me brat, you slopey shoulders!"

Sho grabbed Kazunari's cheeks and squeezed. Kazunari did the same. Jun tried to break them off. Kazunari tried biting Sho's sloping shoulders. Sho pushed Kazunari's forehead away to prevent the younger boy from biting him. Jun pulled the back of their collars away from each other in a desperate attempt to stop the two from basically killing each other.

"Jesus Christ, these teenage boys are acting like seven year olds." Keiko said to noone in particular.

Satoshi nodded, concentrating on his artwork.

Masaki was still on the table though, chin resting on his hand.

"Hoy, Masachii. What up?" Keiko called. Masaki was a bit startled.

"I'm still trying to think of what we could do this Monday for the school festival."

"Hmmmm." Keiko twirled a lock of her hair with a finger. "Ah! how about a kissing booth?"

Masaki clapped once and threw a fist in the air. "Great idea!!! I should text my classmates right away!" and he did, looking excited.

Satoshi giggled and said kissing booth again.

"Eeeeeeeeeh Satopii what're you giggling about?" Keiko nudged him a bit on the shoulder. "You wanna kiss someone on the kissing booth? Hmm? Hmm?"

"Nah, nah, nah." He waved a hand in front of his face as if getting rid of a fly. "I'm thinking how cute it would be if Aiba-chan was in the kissing booth."


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Keiko's POV

Very surprisingly, I woke up at exactly 7:00 AM on Monday. Can you believe that? 7:00 AM on a Monday. Wow. I checked my temperature to see if I was sick or something but I wasn't. I realized I wasn't wearing anything but panties so I made sure to put something on before going downstairs so that father wouldn't give me one of his misogynistic sermons.

I found Noy having a bowl of cereal with his DS glued to his face. "Morning, nee-chan." He had barely touched his food.

"Morning, Noy." I took his breakfast and started eating it. "You going to Masachii's school today?"

He nodded still concentrating on his game.

"Can I come with--"

"Nopes." He said almost instantly.

I faked a pout. "Why not?"

"Because you're embarrassing sometimes."

"I promise not to be embarrassing this one time!"

Tippity-tappity noises on the console and then "Nopes."

I rolled my eyes and finished his cereal. "Fine. I'll go alone then."

"Yeps."

"Maybe I'll have lunch there, too."

Noy shrugged in response. He stood up and grabbed his bag, eyes still on his DS. "Bye."

"You ain't giving nee-chan a kiss?" I shouted out to him as he was leaving.

"Disgusting!" He replied.

I chuckled and continued with my day. Washing the dishes, cooking rice, doing a bit of laundry and making sure everything was neat at home... you know, the things you're expected to do because you're a girl.

I let Hiro know that I'll be at Masachii's school the whole day and he pretty much let me because someone already booked him for the today. Not that I need permission from my boyfriend to do something, okay, but because he's technically my boss and my tattoo instructor.

I went to Masachii's school at around 9:00 AM. It was a private school that taught Chinese and was kind of those schools that had a strict dress code and really tight security even though they had open access during foundation day. The guard was looking at me like I was Satan maybe because of my dark make-up. I asked if anything was wrong or if there was something on my face but he shook his head. I'm pretty sure he was just looking for something wrong with what I was wearing so he could tell me I wasn't allowed to go inside. Jokes on him though because I was wearing a good pair of black jeans, a plain white V-neck shirt and a pair of really lazy looking pair of flats.

I looked around the campus for a minute and reminisced a bit. There were kids running around and it felt kind of nostalgic to be surrounded by so many young pips.

I asked a teacher who was about my age where the sophomore classrooms were and she said that they were in the second floor. The school wasn't that big so I knew I wouldn't have a hard time finding it.

I wasn't wrong at all.

As soon as I got to the second floor, I was welcomed by a really long line of high school girls, some of them maybe just in the 5th or 6th grade, which led to a classroom in the northern end of the hallway.

"Excuse me, what's going on? Is there like an idol around?" I asked this short haired girl wearing square framed glasses and was all giggly. I couldn't tell if she was attending this school because most of them weren't wearing their uniforms but I'm sure she was still in high school.

"It's a kissing booth!" She was almost squealing. "My senior friend who goes here told me he's a real cutie!"

"Kissing booth? By the sophomores?" I was a bit taken aback. I didn't know Masachii and his friends were going to take my idea seriously. "So how does it work? Do you like pay them for them to kiss you?"

She nodded enthusiastically. "I don't mind spending a hundred bucks just to get a kiss from him!"

Woah, woah. Wait. Okay. They say curiosity killed the cat but man I was dying to know who this high school heartthrob was, or at least get a glimpse of his face... and so I actually lined up. I mean, these teenage girls are lining up to get a kiss from this guy? For a hundred bucks?! Man, that's two meals! With drink!

When I was like the fifth in line, I could audibly hear the squeals from inside the room. Okay, you need to understand that if you weren't the third person you couldn't enter the room yet, and there was this "bouncer" outside who stopped other people from coming in the room without paying.

Two girls came from the classroom all giggly and blushing. "OMG he's super cute!!! I should totally ask my mom to transfer me to this school next year!"

Her friend was fanning herself with her hand. "IKR?! I told you Aiba Masaki-kun is super cute!!"

AI.

BA.

MA.

SA.

KI.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh shit. Is Ohno Satoshi some kind of a wizard? Fortune teller?!

I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing. Oh my god THIS. IS. THE. BOMB!

I waited for the two girls before me to leave before paying and entering the room. When I finally got inside, Aiba Masaki was there in all his teenage glory with a little crown on his head. He was standing behind a makeshift booth that was labeled "KISS FROM PRINCE CHARMING" in huge pink sparkly font and underneath it, in slightly smaller bold red letters "CHEEKS ONLY". His classmates were teasing him about how many girls actually paid to get a kiss from him and he was laughing along with them.

I feigned a gasp to catch his attention. "Ouji-sama! You are as dashing as the other ladies say!"

"K- Keiko-nee!" He waved at me with his prince worthy grin. "Did you come to see our booth?"

"Yeps! Not only that! I am supporting you by actually paying to get a kiss from you so hurry up and give me what I paid for." I pointed at my cheek.

"E- eh? But--" He covered his face with both hands. "That's embarrassing!"

"What? Why? I mean, I'm basically just a paying customer." I winked at him and poked my cheek, demanding for the kiss.

He looked at me hesitantly, blushing, and pecked on my cheek. Why the hell was this kid blushing? Oh my god, it's so cute.

"If I pay more can I actually get one on the lip--"

"NO, NO, YOU CAN'T, NEECHAN!" He had his back to me now and he was still covering his face. "I think I need to take a break, guys." and he scampered away.

I blinked a few times. "Eh? Did I do something wrong?"

His friends shrugged at me.





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FOOTNOTES!!!

You might find the school system weird in this fic, well because i'm basing it off of the Philippines' school system before k-12 happened. There were 6 levels in grade school (obvs grade 1 - grade 6) and 4 levels in high school (1st year/freshmen, 2nd year/sophomores, 3rd year/juniors and 4th year/seniors). Also I don't know what you guys call this but Foundation Day/Foundation Week is basically when our school celebrates it's anniversary. Is it still called school festival where you're from or something else too? :DD