Ten Names [Challenge]

[h_itoshi]

Fandom(s): Kis-My-Ft2, Hey! Say! JUMP, Sexy Zone, Yamapi
Pairings: Lots
Ratings: G - R
Warnings: There are prompts such as "deathfic", "angst" and "horror"?
Notes: I don't know what the challenge is called, and I don't remember exactly where I copied it from lol.
But you're supposed to write down ten characters without looking at the prompts, and then write the 21 prompts with the characters whose numbers the prompt shows. Easy as that. Except that I cheated a lot because you're supposed to write 25 words and I'm a word-vomiter so I decided maximum 250 would be challenge enough for me.


So here are my boys~

1. Fujigaya Taisuke
2. Nikaido Takashi
3. Senga Kento
4. Miyata Toshiya
5. Kitayama Hiromitsu
6. Yamada Ryosuke
7. Chinen Yuri
8. Yaotome Hikaru
9. Yamashita Tomohisa
10. Nakajima Kento

First time 4, 6: Miyata, Yamada

“That. Was awkward.” Yamada laughs as they finally get off camera to go change outfits. Miyata laughs too, never one to be embarrassed about something he's told to do for work. Doing a skit of asking someone out for the first time on a TV-show with Yamada Ryosuke doesn't even qualify for the list of embarrassing things he's done.

“Yeah, but that's accurate, right?” He grins, and watches Yamada slip his sparkly jacket off while walking.

“I guess it is. I've never asked anyone out before.” Yamada admits, laughter fading to a small smile. “Everyone's always asked me.”

“I can see why?” Miyata says, smiling, giving Yamada a pointed glance when he turns to look at Miyata, a little surprised.

“Oh?”

“You're kind of pretty.” Miyata tells him, half serious because Yamada must hear that at least ten times a day, just like Fujigaya does.

“You think so?” Yamada smiles, and it's dazzling. “In that case, Miyata-kun. Would you go out with me?”

Miyata stops, looking at Yamada for a moment, still smiling because he's certain Yamada's playing with him. But there's no sign of joke in his face, and Miyata suddenly feels a little warm. He shrugs, flattered. “Yeah, okay. Gotta make Tama-chan jealous sometime I guess.”

Yamada just laughs.

Angst 7: Chinen

Chinen repeatedly tells himself that he's got everything he wants. A job that he couldn't live without, a family and friends that love him. He's got a home, things that are dear to him, he's got food on the table. Thousands of fangirls shouting his name, who would do anything to just be within five metres of him. But then there's that thing that's missing. That brown hair between his fingers. Those beautiful features relaxed in sleep in the morning, on the pillow next to his. Those strong arms holding him down, that gorgeous voice gasping his name in pleasure. The only problem is that what's missing for Chinen, belongs to someone else.

And so he tells himself that he already has everything he wants, and he thinks that soon, maybe he'll be able to believe the lie.

AU 1, 8: Fujigaya, Hikaru

“I don't think I'll apply for university this year.” Fujigaya says, stubbing his cigarette against the railing on the school roof.

“No?” Hikaru asks, voice calm as he keeps smoking his own cigarette, looking out over the city bathing in the evening sun.

“No.” Fujigaya confirms. “I'll work instead.”

“Okay.” Hikaru says, and even though his tone is unchanged, he's smiling around his cigarette, and Fujigaya knows he's busted, but he doesn't say anything.

Hikaru lowers the cigarette, and he looks fucking amazing with the golden evening sun illuminating him from one side, that damn knowing smile on his face and his uniform shirt unbuttoned a little too far. “It's okay. We both know you just don't want to leave.”

He breathes out smoke as he speaks, and Fujigaya watches the grey swirls leave his lips unashamedly. He still doesn't answer, only grabs Hikaru's shirt collar to tug him into a rough kiss that conveys all the things he can't explain anyway.

Threesome 3, 6, 9: Senga, Yamada, Yamapi

Yamapi can't help but lick his lips as he looks at the younger two before him on his bed. He doesn't normally bring his kouhai home, but there was something very alluring about this pair, the perfect match of strong dancers and beautiful faces. Senga's got Yamada's wrists pinned above his head with strong arms while devouring his mouth, and Yamada licks back into Senga's mouth messily while making little sounds of pleasure that go straight to Yamapi's crotch. He could touch if he wanted to, and he will, oh, he will, but for now, he enjoys watching them together, young and beautiful and desperate, and all his for tonight.

Hurt and Comfort 5, 10: Kitayama, Kento

Kento hears footsteps in the stairs and immediately raises his sleeve to his eyes to try and wipe the tears away. The footsteps slow and stop just behind him, and he's so ready to turn and yell at Fuma to leave him alone that he almost gets a heart attack when he turns to see Kitayama sitting down on the step next to him, looking at him evenly.

He gives a small smile when he sees Kento visibly jerk and then relax. “Sorry, did I scare you?”

“A little.” Kento admits, feeling awkward because he doesn't really know Kitayama too well.

Kitayama looks at him again, and it almost feels like he gazes straight into Kento's heart to see what he's feeling. It's uncomfortable, but at the same time nice, because he doesn't want to talk about it. Just wants to cry and think about something else and not have Fuma on his heels trying to make him feel better.

“... You want me to buy you lunch?” Kitayama asks finally, casually, and Kento only hesitates for a few moments before agreeing.

Crack 1: Fujigaya

Fujigaya frantically fixes his hair, but it doesn't turn out the way he wants it to. His face is flushed and the strands won't puff up where he needs them to. He gives up, shaky hands grasping the sink and he tries to breathe. He can't believe those three words from that mouth could turn his world upside down like this. Everything had worked out perfectly between them until now, everything had been fine. And now, things were stirred up again, spider webs dusted away, and when Fujigaya glances up to look at his reflection, he can imagine seeing the mirror cracking from side to side.

Horror 10: Kento

Red. The blood on his hands, on his clothes, on the ground. The blood that has stopped bubbling up from the deep wound in Fuma's chest.

Green. The grass stains on Kento's white jeans as a result of kneeling on the ground without being careful.

White. Fuma's skin against the dark dirt.

Pink. The final tint of colour on his lips as Kento presses a soft kiss to them, cold and unresponsive.

And yellow. The pretty flowers growing over the unmarked place where Fuma lies when Kento comes back in spring.

Babyfic 5, 9: Kitayama, Yamapi

Kitayama groans when the little boy starts crying for the third time the past hour. It's 3 in the morning and he's not sure he could get up even if he wanted to. He shoves at the bare shoulder next to him in bed. “Pi. Your turn.”

Yamapi gives an answering groan and Kitayama would smile if he wasn't so tired. He shoves again.

“Stop it, I'm on my way.” Yamapi mutters, but as he takes Kitayama's hand to push it away, he squeezes a little, and he doesn't sound upset at all.

Kitayama sighs in relief when Yamapi gets up to lift the child, holding him and trying to shush him as patiently as he can. The child stops crying only a few moments after Yamapi lifts him, and Kitayama smiles. It's beautiful in a way, Yamapi's strong arms holding something so fragile, and that soft look on his face that Kitayama's never seen before the little boy came into their lives.

“Love.” Kitayama addresses him, lifting the edge of the covers when Yamapi looks up, mildly questioning. “Just let him sleep with us.”

Dark 2, 8: Nikaido, Hikaru

“Go on.” Nikaido urges, voice fierce even though he's in so much pain he can hardly breathe. “Just do it.”

The blonde before him raises an eyebrow, looking at Nikaido's trembling hands covering the gushing wound at his side best as he can. Nikaido glares up at him, determined not to loose, and as he meets cold brown eyes, he feels a slightly warmer piece of metal under his chin. Warm with his blood. The tip of the katana presses into the skin covering his Adam's apple, and he does his best trying not to swallow and be the one to kill himself.

“Nah.” The blonde says, letting the blade slide lower, cutting a thin line through his skin before stopping at the top of his sternum. A wicked smile spreads on that face. “I think I'll have some fun with you first.”

Romance 4, 7: Miyata, Chinen

Chinen sighs and buries his face in the covers, wondering why you have to make such a fool of yourself as soon as you like someone. He's been trying to say sweet things and fix these romantic dates, but it doesn't really get through to his boyfriend. He nearly jumps out of his skin when there's a knock on the open door, because he didn't expect said boyfriend to be back from the bathroom quite so soon. But when he looks up, his eyes narrow, because this Miyata is not the one he expected. It's the one he knows from work.

“Hey. You doing all right there?” Miyata asks, but his smile is kind and Chinen takes a deep breath not to lash out at him.

“No.” Chinen mutters, but he doesn't explain further. Miyata seems to get it anyway.

“Look, you don't have to try so hard. I've never heard my little brother talk so much about anyone ever.” Miyata says, and Chinen raises an eyebrow. “He's a boy anyway, he doesn't get romantics.”

Chinen's about to answer, but by then the Miyata he cares for returns, telling his older brother to get the fuck out and leave his boyfriend alone, and Chinen can't help but smile, thinking that maybe classic romance is overrated anyway.

Deathfic 2, 3: Nikaido, Senga

They all told him he would be okay. That he could mourn for as long as he needed, that they'd be there for him if he needed anything. That he would finally get past it and be able to move on. That Nikaido would have wanted him to be happy again. But he's not okay. Five years after the car crash, Senga's still not okay. He can't stand before the mirror in the bathroom brushing his teeth without seeing Nikaido behind him, grinning and telling a joke to make Senga choke on his toothpaste, can't watch Nikaido's favourite comedians without bursting out crying, can't buy the same brand of candy Nikaido always unconsciously chose. Can't live his life without hurting. Senga's hands are shaking so badly he almost drops the kitchen knife when he lifts it from the table. If he's still not okay, he will never be.

AU 8, 9: Hikaru, Yamapi

“Hey. What's your name?” A low voice asks, and Hikaru eyes the man that sits down at his table, offering him a cigarette from a shiny silver case. He's handsome, wearing an impeccable suit and bow tie, coffee brown hair playfully loose and a small, confident smile on his lips.

“... It's Hikaru.” He says after a few moments of wondering what this man wants, then accepts the cigarette and lets the man light it for him. It's late and the restaurant is closing, the woman singing a slow jazz song approaching the end of her repertoire. “You know I'm just a waiter right?”

He doesn't have to ask really, his uniform of black and white gives him away, but he says it anyway.

“I do.” The man smiles, lighting a cigarette for himself with his expensive golden zippo, before leaning across the stark white table cloth, carefully moving the vase of crimson roses to be able to see Hikaru better. “An awfully pretty one.”

There's a pause as he gives Hikaru a long look, an almost mischievous glint in his eyes. “I'm bored. Tell me about yourself.”

Hikaru inhales a drag of smoke and lets a lopsided grin onto his face before shrugging. It's not the weirdest thing he's done at work.

Dark 3, 4: Senga, Miyata

Senga would make a good anime character, Miyata has always thought. Slim but toned, a pretty face, a distinct character type. The dancing, kind of gay, caring boy in school.

He corrects the tie of Senga's school uniform, strokes fingers through the soft curls to make them puff up a little more, before taking a step back to look. Not perfect, he decides. One arm is too slumped. And so he steps forward to correct the metal joints keeping Senga's limbs where Miyata wants them to be, and can't help but notice the faint rotting smell that's started to appear on Senga's smooth skin. But it's not too bad yet, Miyata thinks as he steps back again, watching Senga posed shyly in his glasses and school uniform, next to Miyata's other anime figurines. He can stand for another couple days.

Threesome 1, 5, 7: Fujigaya, Kitayama, Chinen

Chinen's not too interested in relationships. He likes sex just fine, but he's not interested in romantics or sweet words or even someone to hold at night. Which is why Fujigaya and Kitayama intrigue him. He doesn't see them often, hardly knows them to be fair, but there's something special about them. The way they argue about everything, always seem to be irritated with each other and spend most of their time at work looking another direction draws Chinen in, makes him watch them closer, wondering how it works. Because it does work, he's caught them half-dressed with swollen lips in the bathroom more than once, and it makes him wonder, makes him shove a hand into his boxers at night and wonder what that kind of angry love feels like, what it would be like to be caught between those two forces of nature. If he'd be torn apart or overwhelmed, if he'd feel loved or hated. And it makes him rethink his values, because that particular relationship, he is interested in.

Amnesia 2, 10: Nikaido, Kento

Kento shrieks when Daniel falls into the water and Marius and Fujigaya both scream and try to make him jump onto one of the fleeting boxes with the help of furious mouse clicking.

“Marius don't do that, go find more tinderboxes!” Fujigaya shouts, panicked, as Marius manages to jump onto a box and that scary thing in the water splashes by.

Nikaido's clutching a hand at his heart, trying to calm him breathing, and holding onto Kento who's basically in his lap with his other hand. This was the worst fucking idea anyone's ever had, but Fujigaya and Marius teamed up can be persistent and Nikaido and Kento are easily agreeable. And the biggest scaredy-cats of their groups.

“I want to go home.” Kento whines into Nikaido's neck, hands squeezing Nikaido's arms so hard it feels like the blood flow is cut off, but Nikaido doesn't care, only nods frantically in agreement as there's another scary sound behind him and the screen starts swaying again.

Horror games with surround systems should be illegal.

Hurt & Comfort 6, 8: Yamada, Hikaru

"This will never fucking work!" Yamada yells and kicks a pile of practise mats hard enough to send them spreading over the floor, then drops down on top of those that remain, hiding his face in his hands.

Hikaru exchanges a shocked look with Yabu at the outburst, since there's only the three of them left and Yamada was fine five minutes ago. Yabu defensively raises his hands, and Hikaru nods, letting Yabu grab his bag and hurry out before he steps over to Yamada.

"Yama-chan." He says, tone soft since Yamada hasn't slept in like three days. "Of course it'll be okay. It always turns out okay."

"No it doesn't and I suck and everyone will hate me for failing these damn steps, again!" Yamada yells, hands falling from his face and there are tears at the corners of his eyes.

"No." Hikaru tells him, firmly, and sits down next to Yamada, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Yes they will let me go I need to practise." Yamada protests against Hikaru's shoulder.

"No. I'm going to hug you until you're okay." Hikaru decides, and smiles as he feels Yamada sigh and slowly relax into the embrace.

Crack 3, 9: Senga, Yamapi

"You... what?" Yamapi tilts his head in confusion, reading Senga's shirt again. "I don't think I get it."

"It says MBI. Never mind the F." Senga explains, pointing at his T-shirt which clearly started out saying FBI in white, but the F is crossed over with white tape and an M is taped on below.

"Read the back." Senga says after Yamapi's stood puzzled for another moment. He can't do much else, since Senga's blocking the door to Yamapi's dressing room.

Senga turns around, and Yamapi gets it as he sees the back, one of those bad joke shirts that could definitely have been Jin's, because the back reads Female Body Inspector, with the Fe crossed over, and he rolls his eyes but can't help but grin.

Senga turns around again and takes in Yamapi's expression with a serious face. "I hope you do understand this means I have to check on your boobs."

Genderswap 1, 6: Fujigaya, Yamada

"I... Um... You..." Fujigaya doesn't really recognize the female version of his voice, but there's nothing on his mind right now besides how amazingly pretty Yamada is in that red dress hugging his temporary curves.

"Yeah." Yamada's staring back at him with eyes just as wide, mascara and eyeliner making his chocolate eyes even sultrier, lips shiny with lipgloss, and before Fujigaya knows it he's got his hand in long brown hair, smudging both their lipglosses with a bruising kiss and pressing Yamada's female body against the wall with his own.

"Taisuke..." Yamada gasps when the kiss breaks. "Weren't we gonna be girls to go out clubbing and lay hot guys?"

"I'm not that interested in hot guys anymore." Fujigaya mumbles against Yamada's neck, a hand slipping under the hem of Yamada's scandalously short dress, and Yamada doesn't have any more protests.

First time 2, 7: Nikaido, Chinen

"This feels weird." Nikaido's nose scrunches up cutely as he shoves his cold hands in the pocket of his jacket, squinting up at the board where the prices of ice cream are clearly written too small for him.

"What?" Chinen asks, tilting his head, trying to conceal nerves with a cheeky grin. "Seeing me alone outside work for the first time?"

Nikaido turns to give him a glance like he has no idea what Chinen is talking about. "No, having ice cream in January."

Chinen can't help the little relieved laugh that slips out, and tells Nikaido ice cream is for every season.

Angst 3, 8: Senga, Hikaru

It's weird, because Senga doesn't even know Hikaru that well, only from Shounen Club and Dream Boys, and yet here he is, crying like a baby against his shoulder in the bathroom of the agency building, just because Hikaru happened to be here.

"Hey..." Hikaru says, a shaky hand brushing Senga's shoulder blade, but no words of comfort come because there are none to give.

"I... I can't believe it." Senga barely manages a thick whisper through his tears, clutching tighter onto Hikaru's warm practise shirt. "They can't. We won't let them take Gaya from us."

Hikaru stays quiet, because he knows there's no point once the management has decided something, but the next breath he lets out into Senga's hair is as far from steady one can get.

Babyfic 1: Fujigaya

Fujigaya's propped up on his elbows on the floor, watching the little boy struggle with the four-pieces puzzle he's been solving ten times in the past 1,5 hours. Still, Fujigaya can't make the smile leave his lips, can't be bored looking at the four pieces being put together time after time.

"Taisuke, you're not coming to eat?" Yuusuke asks, a grin on his lips as he sees his older brother on the carpet before his son. "He'll never stop you know, he loves that puzzle."

"It's okay." Fujigaya answers softly, not taking his eyes off his nephew as he finally manages to press the piece into the right place, and the little toothless smile warms his heart like no one ever has. "We'll just do it one more time."

~*~