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: Ack I was laughing in the jeepney while typing this on my phone and listening to Rolling Days because the part where Shochan says "wanna know?" always cracks me up hahahahah also I really like the idea of him trying to pretend that he's so cool during his teenage days because you know.. you're fourteen and you feel like you're so cool but you're still a kid deep inside but you deny that so hard?? HAHAHAH this is purely fictional okay and I don't really know how old Sho was when he got his piercings but I can't help but think about the reaction of the person who pierced him and my friend and i kept talking about it so this is the child of our convos hahaha
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Kapag Tumibok ang Puso by Donna Cruz was blaring in the background. My boyfriend liked playing OPM hits in the tattoo parlor, especially when there were customers around, just to be out of character. It was a Sunday and it wasn't a busy day today, and I was practicing doing tattoos on a banana peel.
"Kei, I'm going out to buy lunch. Want anything in particular?" Hiro called from the door.
"Coke is fine. And chicken inasal, please."
I hear an 'okay, I'll be back' and the chime rang as the door shut close.
Almost right away, the door chime rang again. "Excuse me?" I heard a familiar voice.
My hair was tied up and my fringe clipped upwards, and I was wearing my glasses and a facemask, my normal get up when I practice doing tattoos. I don't usually take them off anymore when a customer arrives since it's such a hassle putting them back on. Besides, our customers don't really mind.
"Good morning, how can I help you today-" I suddenly stopped when I saw who it was. It was Sho. It was Mr. Private All Boys School. I blinked a few times to make sure it was him, and it really was. What the hell is he doing in a tattoo salon?! And what the hell is this... get up?
His short hair was in spikes and his front shirt unbuttoned exposing his white undershirt which was untucked. Very different from the prim and proper Sho-chan I regularly see, who always had his school uniform shirt tucked in and hair neatly styled in a side part.
"I was wondering if you were doing belly button piercings?" He said, sitting on one of our stools. He was sitting with his legs wide open, and he was resting his elbow on the back rest... And chewing a gum on top of all that. "How much?" He said smugly.
Jesus, he didn't recognize me? I almost laughed out loud, and would've mocked him right there and then but, nope, there's a perfect timing for that. And besides, business is business. Hahahahahahhaahhaha.
"Ah, it's 800 pesos. And since it's a specialty piercing I could give you a discount on an ear pierce... you could add a hundred and the earring's free." I turned away, fixing the piercing needle, because I might just burst from stopping my laughter. "But aren't you just in high school?"
"No, I'm not." He shot back. "And yeah I'll take that offer."
"Okay." I snorted. "If you say so." I signalled for him to follow me inside so he could lie down somewhere comfortable where I could do his.. Hahahahahahhahahaha.. Belly button piercing.
I let him choose an earring and told him about the after care and how important disinfectants are especially on the belly button since it's kinda sensitive. He kept rolling his eyes and kept telling me to get it over with. He said he wanted his left ear pierced and I did that first before his hahahahahahahahahah belly button.
I shrugged, still trying so hard not to laugh. "Okay, here goes..."
He let out a small yelp when I shot his ear. Meh, ear piercings don't really hurt that much since we use a piercing gun. "You'll feel a burning sensation for a bit but then that's it. Just try to not scratch it... and loosen the earring after a day or two."
He nodded, biting his lip.
Oh my god this is hilarious.
I moved on to his belly button (hahahahahahahahahahah) and looked at him to make sure that he was sure about this. He didn't say anything so I went on with it. I saw him wince when I finally pierced the thin piece of flesh on his stomach. "Do your parents know about this? Lol, I don't think so, huh?"
He said nothing, just glared at me and pouted with those plump lips of his. I sometimes get an impulse of wanting to squeeze them.
"Hey, is it okay if I get a picture of your pierce for my portfolio? I wont display them on the shop windows so don't worry."
Sho nodded and I snapped some photos of him on my phone, making sure I got his face with the pierce. Aah, what innocence. Wait till Noy sees these, oh my god hahahahahahahahahahahaha.
I heard the door chime ring again and could smell the scent of chicken inasal. Hiro was back.
"Keiko, lunch is here."
I observed Sho's expression as he was standing up from the 'operation table'. "K- keiko?" He mouthed.
I took off my mask and glasses. "Wanna have lunch here, Sho-chan?"
I swear to god. Imagine this, okay. Imagine emptying a glass of strawberry juice into a white sink. That's how the color drained from Sakurai Sho's face. He looked like the sink. A very good looking, expensive sink.
I saw his Adam's apple bob in a huge gulp. "Keiko-nee...?"
"Ah, Hiro. This is Sho, one of Noy's friend. I think we still have rice upstairs?" I turned to him and winked. "Hiro bought lotsa chicken inasal for me so I think we could share."
If he still had the audacity in him to faint after acting so cool I think he would've already hahahahahahaha.
"Those- those pictures you took-?" He asked in a squeaky voice.
"What about?" I already felt a menacing grin spread on my face. "Don't worry, Sho-chan. I won't use them until
extremely necessary."
"Wh- what do you mean?"
"I mean what I meant." I shrugged. Hiro was chuckling as he was preparing the dining table.
"Don't be so mean on the kid, Kei."
"Hey, I'm not a kid!"
I laughed. "Of course, you aren't. I mean, what kid has a belly button piercing?" And I laughed so hard. "
How much?" I did an imitation of him complete with the legs spread and leaning on the backrest from earlier and cackled.
He put his face in his palms. "I thought you were working as an intern in a laboratory!"
"I was." I wiped the tears forming from laughing. "I finished interning last week. They found out I had tattoos so they kicked me out."
"Eh?" Sho hesitantly sat down beside me. "That's it? But didn't you graduate cum laude?"
Hiro was mixing condiments on a little saucer, chuckling. "Ah, you are a kid after all, Sho-kun."
I nodded. "Yep, I did. But life doesn't always work the way you want it to, you know. Besides I hated that lab. People there were snotty."
He looked really worried about it.
"Don't think about it so hard, Sho-chan. I didn't really want to be a doctor, anyway. Well, I did... and then I realized I wanted to pursue art and just laze around but earn money and then I met Hiro and I kinda decided to actually do art but still work on people and being a tattoo artist kinda fit that description so here I am now." I stuffed my face with rice and inasal.
He just gave me a little nod.
We finished eating and had three more customers before deciding to call it a day. Sho stayed and watched us working and I invited him to have
merienda at home. Hiro decided to stay in the shop so I was alone with Sho-chan going home.
"Why didn't you just take up an art course, Keiko-nee?" He asked out of the blue.
"Lol do you seriously think dad would let me?" I took a stick of cigarette out and lit it, puffing the smoke in the opposite direction of Sho.
He made a small sound of acknowledgement.
"Art school is really expensive. Not mentioning all the art shit you need to buy... Dad was also skeptical of what I'd do after college if ever I did take up something related to art." I looked for my house key in my bag just to make sure I didn't forget it at the shop. "How about you, Sho-chan? Already have something in mind you wanna take up in college?"
He nodded. "I'm planning to take up economics. Then maybe proceed to law."
"Woah, cool! I guess that course really suits you. Ganbatte!" I gave his spikey hair-do a ruffle.
I felt a small pang hearing that reply. He sounded so sure of himself. This was Sho-chan after all. Once he put his mind to something, he was sure to reach his goal. Me? I don't even know what I really want. I'm twenty-four but I don't know what the hell I'm doing with my life. This boy sounds like he's got it all planned. I felt kinda jealous.
I hailed a jeepney and crushed my cigarette with my foot before getting on, still clutching my house keys. We rode home in silence, but it wasn't the uncomfortable kind. I still snickered a few times remembering Sho's piercing, though. He elbowed me a few times, whining for me to stop.
The house gate was locked when we got to the house but the TV was on. I turned the doorknob and was a bit surprised that it was also locked. "Ma?" No answer. "Noy?" Still no answer. "Ugh, I can't believe someone forgot to turn the TV off before leaving? What a shit." I was a bit annoyed so I jabbed the key and turned the knob, pushing the door open forcefully.
I turned the TV off and marched to Noy's room to check if he was home and just left the TV on again. I heard Sho follow me upstairs. "Hoy, Noy? You there?" I knocked a few times and turned the doorknob, my annoyance escalating. It was locked. I heard rustling from inside and then foot steps, and the door swung open.
"What?!" Kazunari's eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed equally annoyed as I was, which annoyed me even more.
"You left the TV on downstairs again?!" I was about to go full
manang mode on him and then I noticed Satoshi sitting on the edge of Kazunari's bed, looking flustered.
"Hi, Keiko-nee." Satoshi gave me a puffy cheek smile.
"Oh, hey, Satochii." I was a bit taken aback by that cute smile.
I squinted my eyes at Kazunari. "What... were you two doing just now-"
"Playing Mario Cart." Woah. Fast answer, Kazunari. Too fast, even.
I tilted my head to the side, still squinting. "Mario Cart, huh." I peeked inside his room and his TV was indeed on, with a paused two player game on the screen... but why didn't I hear anything while we were going up the stairs?
"Sho-chan, wanna join?" Satoshi called his friend over, who willingly obliged. They continued the game, completely forgetting about my presence.
"Mario Cart, Noy. Mario Cart?" I was grinning now. "Mario Cart."
"Why the hell are you making that face, Neechan? You're such a weirdo." Noy scratched the back of his head.
"Mario Cart, huh?" I wiggled my eyebrows. "I'll go cook you some fishballs and tempura... while you guys play" I made the quotation action with my fingers, "Mario Cart."
Kazunari looked at me like that -_- emoji and slammed his bedroom door shut in my face.
"Kek. Mario Cart. For all I know you two were probably making out in your room." I said under my breath, laughing to myself, walking to the kitchen.
...and then it hit me.
My thirteen year old brother's wallpaper is his best friend.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*FOOTNOTES!! <3Chicken Inasal - a delicacy in Bacolod City. Is literally charcoal grilled chicken. looks like this:
ack sorry wrong picture hahaha
merienda and in Ilonggo (our local dialect),
pamahaw - "Merienda is a light meal in Southern Europe, particularly Spain, Portugal, Italy, Slovenia and Croatia, as well as Hispanic America and the Philippines" (
source) here at home we usually have merienda, which is usually coffee and some unsweetened bread, at around 2pm - 3pm after you take your afternoon nap AKA
siesta. lol we have very spanish-y traditions here because you know, history.
Fish balls AKA
pisbol ahahha "are a common food in southern China, Hong Kong, Macau, Southeast Asia and overseas Chinese communities made from "fish paste" (
source) and our tempura here is kinda different? they often sell these in street food carts and come in sweet and spicey sauce of your choice. they look like this... fishball-chan on the right and tempura-chan on the left (oh god i kinda want some rn but it's midnight hahahah):
jeepneys! - Jeepneys, sometimes called simply jeeps, are the most popular means of public transportation in the Philippines.[2] They are known for their crowded seating and kitsch decorations, which have become a ubiquitous symbol of Philippine culture and art. (
source)
inside it looks like this
Manang is older sister in Ilonggo. Though in Tagalog or most places in Manila, it is used for really older women, like 40's something i guess, and they use "
ate" for older sister/older female friends.
did i miss on anything? just ask if you have questions! Thanks guys! <3
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