Никогда не переставай улыбаться, даже когда тебе грустно, кто-то может влюбиться в твою улыбку. (c) Габриэль Гарсиа Маркес
Давно уже мне это заказывали... и вот... 
Просьба: Кто с английским дружит, пожалуйста, отредактируйте! А то я бетила-бетила, а всё равно как-то сыровато получается.
Title: How to be unlucky
Fandom: JE
Pairing: KusaPi
Rating: It was supposed to be R but it's more PG-13
Warning: not actually poor grammar but poor English style
Sammary: I don't even get the sense of this whole fic.
For: Ivonnemgruder
читать дальше- "Pi!"
- "Hai"?
- "I bought 2 tickets to the football match. Let's go there tonight."
- "But we promised each other to spend the evening in more romantic way." Yamapi barely hid his pout. His plans for tonight were going to hell. As usually...
Kusano just blinked at him a few times and joked pushing his shoulder lightly.
"Huh, Pi, don't be a girl. Football is so much fun. We'll definitely go!"
And Yamapi couldn't say no, not to that happy smile anyway.
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Yamapi was horny. After all, it was a bad idea to watch ero-movie sitting next to Kusano on the couch. Yamashita sighed jerkily and glanced at Hironori who was comfortably stretched on the couch pillows, a remote in one hand, another is holding a package with popcorn.
This sight didn't really make the situation any better, not for Yamashita. His erection was already visible even through a baggy pants hе was wearing.
Damn this movie (by the way what was the title again?) and Kusano's permanent obviousness to my needs!
Gulping nervously he made a slow wary move to grab younger boy's hand. Closed his eyes in anticipation for pleasant touch... and abruptly opened them again as he felt a cold metal of remote control under his trembling fingers.
Kusano chuckled misunderstanding the action and let the older boy have the remote.
"Don't want to watch anymore, going to sleep now, too sleepy..." yawned the boy and left Yamapi alone with his current problem.
Again.
Tomohisa sighed and went in direction of bathroom.
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Everything was going fine... at first.
Kusano was finally eager for some loving session, panting and moaning under him. Yamapi found the taste of soft skin on Kusano's neck very addicting. He sucked on it gently, his hands moved lower from Kusano's shoulders to his hips grabbing them firmly.
But as things were starting to hit up...
-"YAMAPI! Open the damn door right this second! I need to change! And I fucking don't care if you're having sex, jerking off, doing some other dirty things, just open it NOW!!!" A loud voice of rather pissed off Nishikido came through the door.
Shit.
They were really going at IT in NewS' changing room.
Tomohisa stopped all his ministrations and still panting looked at his boyfriend to find a bright blush on the younger boy's cheeks. Kusano climbed off from under Pi's heavy body. While fastening his shirt he managed to hid his embarrassed face in a crook of this collar.
Thanks to Ryo-chan, the moment was ruined.
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Nobody could disturb them now, they were alone in Yamapi's flat, cuddling on the couch and kissing. Kusano's fingers were gently stroking his back making him purr in pleasure. Yamapi didn't really notice how and when he changed the position from sitting to lying on the couch with Kusano half lying on top of him. The younger boy leaned down further and kissed his neck biting it slightly with his teeth. Pi moaned and grabbed the hem of Kusano's shirt in a weak attempt to get it off.
And then it happened, the call of doom.
The mobile phone that was tumbled forgotten somewhere on the carpet began to ring so annoyingly loud; it made Hironori jump off the couch. Landing on the carpet floor with a subdued "wah" the boy glared at the evil piece of metal near him. Then passed it to confused Yamapi.
Tomohisa looked at display to see who was calling. Of course if was Koyama. Who else would call him at such an hour?!
Well, Ryo-chan sometimes calls me at night, but he's not THAT evil to spoil everything 2 times in a row.
- "Where are you, Pi? And Kusano? We've been waiting for both of you for 2 hours already. What's wrong? " He heard a worried voice of Koyama coming from the other end of the telephone line.
- "Koyama..." Yamapi wasn't even trying to stay cool. "What the heck?! What are you talking about? We are at my..."
"We've already sang all NewS' songs while waiting for you at karaoke club. What's taking you so long?" Koyama said loudly as if not listening to Pi's answers at all.
Yamapi rolled his eyes in irritation ignoring Kusano's interested stare. The boy crept on all fours to lean over him, eavesdropping.
"Koyama, me and Hiro told you in the morning were not going anywhere tonight. Why are you always spoiling all the fu...?!... f...f...anyway, we're not going."
"But I still hasn't heard Kusano's refusal. Maybe he will..."
"He won't go."
"But... Kusano..."
"I told you he's not interested."
On that last line Kusano was well aware that this particular telephone conversation was concerning him.
"Interested in what?" asked Kusano, the twinkle of curiosity in his eyes.
"Tell Koyama I'm going for karaoke. Don't you wanna come too?" pouted the younger boy not getting the reason of Yamapi's scold all over his handsome face.
"Ah, Kusa is there with you. I hear his voice. Pass him the phone, please."
Yamapi glared at his phone, then glared at his boyfriend, then again at the phone and switched thе damn thing off.
It was a very bad move…, thought Tomohisa afterwards.
As Kusano looking hurt, angry and offended jumped to his feet, took his coat from the chair and in а mere of seconds left the flat.
Here we go.
Yamapi sighed facepalming.
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One week later...
The evening was wonderful, Yamashita and Kusano had just made up. They were cooking dinner together laughing at some silly joke Kusano had said unintentionally.
Alone, in Pi's flat with locked front door and switched off mobile phones.
Perfect.
Yamapi who was cutting vegetables stopped for a while to snuggle an arm around his boyfriend's waist pulling him closer. Not expecting the move Kusano squeaked funnily and dropped a hot ladle on Pi's expensive trousers.
The shout that Tomohisa made could have awoken a deadman, not to say his neighbors who were hopefully not sleeping yet.
"Ah, I'm sorry, honey!" Kusano jumped to his boyfriend's side with a cloth helping him wipe the hot substance off of him. "But you shouldn't have scared me like that! You knew I was stirring miso soup."
Yamapi was man enough to not show how much the burnt knee hurt. But still he made a pitiful face of abused child, his eyelashes clapping.
Kusano sighed and said firmly. "Take your pants off. I'll attend to your wound."
Tomohisa happily obeyed, the pain in his knee already forgotten.
"You can leave the briefs on." sarcastically commented Kusano noticing a sudden change in Pi's mood.
He dropped to his knees to examine the wound though. It was slightly red with white swollen spot in the middle. Nothing too serious.
"I think you should kiss it to make the pain go away." suggested Pi wisely, lips curved into evil smirk.
"As if it hurts for real." Kusano chuckled boyishly not giving Yamapi what he wants.
Again.
The older boy groaned. This teasing was getting on his nerves and patience.
But then Kusano made a sudden move: he bent his head down and gave Pi's knew a light peck.
Lost in pleasant sensations Yamapi leaned his back on the kitchen counter more... and jumped 3 feet into the air.
"Itai!!! That was HOT! Auch!"
Yamapi turned around abruptly to see effluent soup all over the cooker and table. Some soup was still boiling and foaming in the pan, not too pleased that his makers had forgotten about "him".
Kusano mumbled something unintelligible through his nose, then started to cough.
Yamapi turned back to him and froze in shock.
The younger boy was sprawled on the floor, both his hands covering his nose.
"Oi, Pi, it seems you broke my nose with your knee....aaaang..." whined Kusano obtusely through his shaking hands.
Yamapi just blinked.
Fuuuuuck. Why do I have a feeling I predicted it would happen?!
TBC...
maybe if I'm not too lazy.
Просьба: Кто с английским дружит, пожалуйста, отредактируйте! А то я бетила-бетила, а всё равно как-то сыровато получается.
Title: How to be unlucky
Fandom: JE
Pairing: KusaPi
Rating: It was supposed to be R but it's more PG-13
Warning: not actually poor grammar but poor English style
Sammary: I don't even get the sense of this whole fic.
For: Ivonnemgruder
читать дальше- "Pi!"
- "Hai"?
- "I bought 2 tickets to the football match. Let's go there tonight."
- "But we promised each other to spend the evening in more romantic way." Yamapi barely hid his pout. His plans for tonight were going to hell. As usually...
Kusano just blinked at him a few times and joked pushing his shoulder lightly.
"Huh, Pi, don't be a girl. Football is so much fun. We'll definitely go!"
And Yamapi couldn't say no, not to that happy smile anyway.
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Yamapi was horny. After all, it was a bad idea to watch ero-movie sitting next to Kusano on the couch. Yamashita sighed jerkily and glanced at Hironori who was comfortably stretched on the couch pillows, a remote in one hand, another is holding a package with popcorn.
This sight didn't really make the situation any better, not for Yamashita. His erection was already visible even through a baggy pants hе was wearing.
Damn this movie (by the way what was the title again?) and Kusano's permanent obviousness to my needs!
Gulping nervously he made a slow wary move to grab younger boy's hand. Closed his eyes in anticipation for pleasant touch... and abruptly opened them again as he felt a cold metal of remote control under his trembling fingers.
Kusano chuckled misunderstanding the action and let the older boy have the remote.
"Don't want to watch anymore, going to sleep now, too sleepy..." yawned the boy and left Yamapi alone with his current problem.
Again.
Tomohisa sighed and went in direction of bathroom.
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Everything was going fine... at first.
Kusano was finally eager for some loving session, panting and moaning under him. Yamapi found the taste of soft skin on Kusano's neck very addicting. He sucked on it gently, his hands moved lower from Kusano's shoulders to his hips grabbing them firmly.
But as things were starting to hit up...
-"YAMAPI! Open the damn door right this second! I need to change! And I fucking don't care if you're having sex, jerking off, doing some other dirty things, just open it NOW!!!" A loud voice of rather pissed off Nishikido came through the door.
Shit.
They were really going at IT in NewS' changing room.
Tomohisa stopped all his ministrations and still panting looked at his boyfriend to find a bright blush on the younger boy's cheeks. Kusano climbed off from under Pi's heavy body. While fastening his shirt he managed to hid his embarrassed face in a crook of this collar.
Thanks to Ryo-chan, the moment was ruined.
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Nobody could disturb them now, they were alone in Yamapi's flat, cuddling on the couch and kissing. Kusano's fingers were gently stroking his back making him purr in pleasure. Yamapi didn't really notice how and when he changed the position from sitting to lying on the couch with Kusano half lying on top of him. The younger boy leaned down further and kissed his neck biting it slightly with his teeth. Pi moaned and grabbed the hem of Kusano's shirt in a weak attempt to get it off.
And then it happened, the call of doom.
The mobile phone that was tumbled forgotten somewhere on the carpet began to ring so annoyingly loud; it made Hironori jump off the couch. Landing on the carpet floor with a subdued "wah" the boy glared at the evil piece of metal near him. Then passed it to confused Yamapi.
Tomohisa looked at display to see who was calling. Of course if was Koyama. Who else would call him at such an hour?!
Well, Ryo-chan sometimes calls me at night, but he's not THAT evil to spoil everything 2 times in a row.
- "Where are you, Pi? And Kusano? We've been waiting for both of you for 2 hours already. What's wrong? " He heard a worried voice of Koyama coming from the other end of the telephone line.
- "Koyama..." Yamapi wasn't even trying to stay cool. "What the heck?! What are you talking about? We are at my..."
"We've already sang all NewS' songs while waiting for you at karaoke club. What's taking you so long?" Koyama said loudly as if not listening to Pi's answers at all.
Yamapi rolled his eyes in irritation ignoring Kusano's interested stare. The boy crept on all fours to lean over him, eavesdropping.
"Koyama, me and Hiro told you in the morning were not going anywhere tonight. Why are you always spoiling all the fu...?!... f...f...anyway, we're not going."
"But I still hasn't heard Kusano's refusal. Maybe he will..."
"He won't go."
"But... Kusano..."
"I told you he's not interested."
On that last line Kusano was well aware that this particular telephone conversation was concerning him.
"Interested in what?" asked Kusano, the twinkle of curiosity in his eyes.
"Tell Koyama I'm going for karaoke. Don't you wanna come too?" pouted the younger boy not getting the reason of Yamapi's scold all over his handsome face.
"Ah, Kusa is there with you. I hear his voice. Pass him the phone, please."
Yamapi glared at his phone, then glared at his boyfriend, then again at the phone and switched thе damn thing off.
It was a very bad move…, thought Tomohisa afterwards.
As Kusano looking hurt, angry and offended jumped to his feet, took his coat from the chair and in а mere of seconds left the flat.
Here we go.
Yamapi sighed facepalming.
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One week later...
The evening was wonderful, Yamashita and Kusano had just made up. They were cooking dinner together laughing at some silly joke Kusano had said unintentionally.
Alone, in Pi's flat with locked front door and switched off mobile phones.
Perfect.
Yamapi who was cutting vegetables stopped for a while to snuggle an arm around his boyfriend's waist pulling him closer. Not expecting the move Kusano squeaked funnily and dropped a hot ladle on Pi's expensive trousers.
The shout that Tomohisa made could have awoken a deadman, not to say his neighbors who were hopefully not sleeping yet.
"Ah, I'm sorry, honey!" Kusano jumped to his boyfriend's side with a cloth helping him wipe the hot substance off of him. "But you shouldn't have scared me like that! You knew I was stirring miso soup."
Yamapi was man enough to not show how much the burnt knee hurt. But still he made a pitiful face of abused child, his eyelashes clapping.
Kusano sighed and said firmly. "Take your pants off. I'll attend to your wound."
Tomohisa happily obeyed, the pain in his knee already forgotten.
"You can leave the briefs on." sarcastically commented Kusano noticing a sudden change in Pi's mood.
He dropped to his knees to examine the wound though. It was slightly red with white swollen spot in the middle. Nothing too serious.
"I think you should kiss it to make the pain go away." suggested Pi wisely, lips curved into evil smirk.
"As if it hurts for real." Kusano chuckled boyishly not giving Yamapi what he wants.
Again.
The older boy groaned. This teasing was getting on his nerves and patience.
But then Kusano made a sudden move: he bent his head down and gave Pi's knew a light peck.
Lost in pleasant sensations Yamapi leaned his back on the kitchen counter more... and jumped 3 feet into the air.
"Itai!!! That was HOT! Auch!"
Yamapi turned around abruptly to see effluent soup all over the cooker and table. Some soup was still boiling and foaming in the pan, not too pleased that his makers had forgotten about "him".
Kusano mumbled something unintelligible through his nose, then started to cough.
Yamapi turned back to him and froze in shock.
The younger boy was sprawled on the floor, both his hands covering his nose.
"Oi, Pi, it seems you broke my nose with your knee....aaaang..." whined Kusano obtusely through his shaking hands.
Yamapi just blinked.
Fuuuuuck. Why do I have a feeling I predicted it would happen?!
TBC...
maybe if I'm not too lazy.
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19.10.2008 в 15:38-
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19.10.2008 в 22:36эм... ничем помочь не смогу...
хотя... засуть фик в промт, я уже умираю от смеха, читая перевод
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20.10.2008 в 22:01вот я уже тоже ознакомилась с следующим постом) И решила, что мне хватит х)
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22.10.2008 в 10:54да?
а по-моему ржача должно быть много
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03.11.2008 в 15:46-
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03.11.2008 в 15:46-
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03.11.2008 в 22:13к сожалению, мне лень его переводить
та уж невезуха так невезуха у пишнега
ну в конце больше не повезло бедному Кусано