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ickaimp gave me permission to dabble in her AUs! So I'm taking it and corrupting it. ^__^ And I blame this on my husband. He's gotten me addicted to this game. :: shakes fist at Hubby Musica ::Title: Addicted
Date Written: 8/29/05
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Notes: Set in The Grey Zone
Kaito paused in the kitchen, looking over his shoulder. There was a sound coming from the den... a happy saccharine sort of musical sound. That sounded vaguely like J-pop.
The young Japanese man peered around the doorway to see his friend (sometimes kissing partner) sitting cross-legged in front of the telly, his eyes locked on the flickering screen. The screen was full of bright colors, and Saguru was holding a black game controller in his hands, his body twitching back and forth as a small, neon colored ball rolled back and forth. "I never thought I'd see the day when you actually acted your age, Sa-chan."
"Bite me," came the mature reply, making Kaito chuckle. He crossed the room and sat next to Saguru, watching the ball roll around and around on screen. There was a phone in its path, which Saguru rolled right over. There was a ringing sound, and the phone stuck to the ball, spinning around. "The object of the game is to roll up as many items as you can," the blonde explained as he rolled over a line of onigiri triangles, which stuck out of side like fins. "As you get bigger, you can roll up bigger objects, like cars, people, trees..."
"Wait, did you say PEOPLE?" Kaito asked, staring at the blonde.
A devilish grin crossed the detective's face. "Yeah, it's actually way too entertaining to roll up your first person. Anyway, when you reach the required size, it gets turned into a star--"
"A star? What the hell kind of game is this?"
"A Japanese one." The grin widened, and Kaito narrowed his eyes at the half-Brit. "The plot is that the King of All Cosmos got drunk one night and destroyed all the stars. And you, the Prince, have to make new ones out of stuff on Earth."
"What is this game called?" Kaito knew quite a few video games, but this one he didn't know.
"Katamari Damacy."
Thre was a scream on-screen as Saguru rolled over a young girl, and Kaito's eyes widened as the detective plowed over another. "You're sadistic, you know that?"
"Hey, at least it's only in a video game."
The two continued watching the screen, the blonde occasionally offering curses when the accumulated mass ran into something or got stuck. Eventually, the game progressed to where Saguru was rolling over houses and office buildings, the sounds of the occupants inside screaming in horror. Kaito couldn't keep the smirk off his face as the King of All Cosmos appeared on-screen for the one-minute warning, and Saguru's curses began coming more and more frequently.
When he lost the round, he passed the control over to Kaito, who grinned. "Bet I can do better than you."
"Oh, you are so on, mate."
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Two hours later, the two boys had broken out the spare controller, playing against each other, taking great pleasure in ramming their katamari into the other's, making them lose objects and generally playing dirty.
"Damn it, Kaito, stop channeling your other self!" Saguru exclaimed as Kaito stole yet another fallen object off the ground.
Kaito grinned wickedly, smashing into Saguru's katamari again.
"Bloody wanker!" Saguru cried, tossing his controller to the side and tackling the shorter teen. The two began mock wrestling, the detective trying to vainly wrap his limbs around Kaito, the thief slipping from his grasp like water through a strainer. Finally, after minutes of struggling, Saguru managed to pin the dark-haired teen underneath him, blue contact-covered eyes inches from his dark ones as the blonde brought his face close to stare intimidatingly down into his friend-turned-opponent.
At first, it was a comfortable silence, both content to stare menacingly at the other, but then sexual tension slowly crept between the two. Kaito's hands came up to wrap around Saguru's wrists (which were on either side of his torso, about chest level) as he stared up into the detective's eyes. He hated those damnable contacts--Kaito preferred the deep honeyed hazel the blonde showed in Japan, with their delicate patterns. His dark gaze drifted lower to fix on the pair of lips literal inches above his own... It had been so long since he had kissed the detective--the Sherlock Holmes museum... And before that, Japan. He was itching to just pull the detective down for a kiss, to stake a claim on him as both Kid and Kaito. He spared a glance up to artificially blue eyes, and noticed that their gaze was on his lips as well.
They both wanted it. Why should they stop?
Slowly, Saguru lowered his face, and Kaito's eyes slid shut. He could feel the heat radiating off the face above him, minute hairs standing on end as they hesitated right on the precipice. He could feel the faint almost-brush of the detective's lips on his, most likely scarce millimeters above his own...
"SA-CHAN! KAITO! I'M HOME!"
Saguru shot off the thief like he'd been burned, but Kaito groaned inwardly. Great timing, Mum...
"What does everyone want for dinner?" Mum asked, sticking her head into the den.
Saguru and Kaito met each other's gazes.
"Onigiri and takoyaki."
---
More on Katamari Damacy: http://www.namco.com/games/katamari_damacy/
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Date: 2005-08-30 05:59 am (UTC)*HOWLS* Rice balls and Octopus balls!!!
Um... wait... if it's Octopus balls, is 'Takoyaki'. ^^;;
Love Hakuba running people over! XD XD He would too! Love the channelling your other self line too!! ^_____^
If you're curious as to why they haven't gotten any farther, tried to kinda explain here.
They're currently gearing up for the fight in my head where they both get kinda whacked over the head with the clue stick, -then- commensing with the suck face. Geh. Stupid boys.
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Date: 2005-08-30 06:28 am (UTC)I don't need to know how to spell, I'm an english major!I remembered that review you left, vaguely, so I tried to kind of put it into the fic, and tried to write it where hormones and lust take over when conciousness and polite manners and the like are too confused to even start. Although I do love the idea of them having this huge argument, then ending up snogging. At each other's throats, then down then. :: laughs :: It would be SO THEM, too, since both Mr. Scientific Method and Mr. Poker Face are so unsure of themselves that they're waiting for clues that WON'T COME.
Why are people in love so God Damn dense? And I say this with perfect good-humor, since Hubby and I were just like that when we first started 'dating' (quote unquote)... Both of us dancing around the subject, not bringing it up but dropping not-so subtle hints and getting frustrated when the other was too unsure to pick it up and run with it. Boys, I feel your pain. ^__^
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Date: 2005-08-30 12:49 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-30 02:33 pm (UTC)And it has the happiest damn soundtrack, which is just so great.
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Date: 2005-08-31 03:40 am (UTC)Whew! All three of my friends in LA are ok. I'm so relieved. *happy tears*
c[~]~~~*sip*
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Date: 2005-08-31 09:50 am (UTC)that sounds kinda like terry pratchett. Or a twisted version anyway.
Lurvs it!
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Date: 2005-08-31 12:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-01 05:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-01 01:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-06 04:25 pm (UTC)Hmmm; wonder if onigiri and takoyaki are aphrodesiacs, by any chance? **evil grin**
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Date: 2005-09-06 04:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-09-06 06:01 pm (UTC)