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walkwithheroes) wrote2007-12-18 09:50 pm
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[NwP Fic] It's Gonna Rain Tomorrow
Title: It's Gonna Rain Tomorrow
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walkwithheroes
Fandom: Nobuta wo Produce
Claim: Kusano Akira and Kotani 'Nobuta' Nobuko
Prompt: Blue Set: 03.Once In A Blue Moon
Type: Fanfic
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,152
Warnings/Spoilers: Takes place in the same 'verse as Separately, Together and Treasured/No spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Nobuta wo Produce or the characters of Akira and Nobuta.
Summary: Nobuta's sure;Akira's doubtful
Shuji was sure that if Akira and Nobuta ever fought, it would be the end of the world. Even when they broke up in college, they didn't fight about it. When they were angry at one another, Shuji was sure they were mostly angry at themselves for not understanding their partner better. If he was perfectly honest with himself, Shuji would say that he found the whole thing rather disgusting.
So, when Akira showed up at his office with a suitcase, Shuji knew something was terribly wrong.
“It's going to rain tomorrow.” Shuji stated with a small sigh. He watched Akira place the suitcase on the floor, before dramatically falling in the chair opposite Shuji's desk. “Don't sit like that, you'll break the chair.”
Akira's response was to tucked his legs under himself, before sighing heavily. “Nobuta's mean.”
Shuji's eyes widened. “Mean? Nobuko? Our Nobuta. Mean?” Wondering what the problem was, Shuji went on, “All right, what happened? Nobuta drink the last of the milk?”
“No.” There was a long and rather awkward silence, before Akira made a noise that sounded more like an angry cat than a grown man. “Sh-u-ji-kun,” Akira began in a sang-song voice. “can I move in with you?”
“No!”
“But Nobuta. . .Nobuta. . .”
Shuji sighed in annoyance. “Just say it.”
Shaking his head, Akira blushed slightly. “Too embarrassing.”
“Eh?”
*
Akira-kun and Nobuko-chan didn't fight. If there was one thing in the world Mariko could count on, it was that. So, when Nobuko-chan appeared in the doorway of her office, head hung down, Mariko knew something was wrong.
“Nobuko-chan?” The concern clear in her voice, Mariko rose from her desk. “Something happen?” Gently, she guided the other woman to the staff meeting room. “Nobuko-chan, did something with Akira-kun?”
Nobuta's only response was a small nod. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the carpet, and her body language was tense. Mariko was sure that whatever had happened had not been good.
“It's Akira-kun? What did he do, forget?” Nobuta's body just seemed to tense up more. Nodding understandingly, Mariko went on, “He wouldn't forget any important dates. So, that must mean he's done something.”
Nobuta's head bopped up and down sharply. “I. . . he. . .we. . .”
“Yes?” Mariko urged Nobuta on. “You and Akira-kun. . .”
Nobuta shook her head fiercely. “Had a big fight.”
Her eyes slightly wide, Mariko said the only thing that entered her mind: “It's going to rain tomorrow.” Nobuta glanced at Mariko through her hair. “Sorry, Nobuko-chan. It's just that, you two never fight. Ever. And, even when you're angry, you're more angry at yourselves than each other. So, what made you fight this time?”
Nobuta was silent for a long moment, before she stuttered out a low: “T-t-too e-em-em-barr-a-ass-ing.”
Mariko cocked her head to one side. “Eh?”
*
When Shuji brought Akira home, the other man was “drunk” on milk and muttering “I'm sorry, Nobuta.” over and over again.
Not for the first time, Shuji found himself extremely interested in the ways of Nobuta and Akira's relationship. It was still a rather large mystery to Shuji, and somehow he didn't like that the relationship between his two best friends wasn't normal. It all made him rather. . . uncomfortable.
Settling Akira on the sofa, Shuji looked around the place. The apartment was large and usually clean, but that night there were magazines on the floor and a table had been turned over.
“No-bu-ta.”
Shuji glanced back to Akira, who had curled himself up in a ball. “She's not here.” He told Akira with a sigh. At that moment it suddenly dawned on him. . .Akira wouldn't lay a hand on Nobuta, but. . . “You didn't touch her, did you?” Somehow, Shuji sounded much more angry and protective than he had intended to.
Akira's lips curled up into a goofy smile. “Akira loves his Nobuta.” Noticing the magazines and table for the first time, Akira shrugged. “Ran into it when chasing Nobuta.”
So, Nobuta had left first. This whole thing just got more and more complicated. Shuji sat himself down in one of the chairs.
“I'm tired, so just tell me what happened. You finally made Nobuta mad, right?”
“No!” Akira shot up. “Nobuta wasn't mad, I was.” Shuji raised an eyebrow. “Nobuta made me mad, because she did what I. . .” He lowered his head sadly. “What I should have done a very long time ago.”
It didn't take a genius to know what Akira was talking about. After all, Akira had wanted to do one thing with Nobuta since forever, or at least since two weeks after meeting her.
“She asked you to marry her?! Nobuta did?”
Akira nodded. “She said we should get married, because of. . .” he blushed again. Then, in a stage whisper, he let out: “baby.”
“Baby!” Shuji was sure his eyes had popped out of his head.
Again, Akira nodded, ignoring Shuji's reaction. “I've wanted to marry Nobuta for a long time, even when we weren't together. But, I don't want her to marry me if it's just because of the baby.” Somehow, Akira seemed much more serious than he had before.
“Id-i-ot.” Akira raised a surprised eyebrow, so Shuji went on. “For some reason that no one's ever been able to figure out, Nobuta loves you very much. Therefore, if she says she wants to marry you, she wants to marry you. There's no reason to get upset just because you didn't ask her first or because of the baby.”
Taking a moment, Akira let that sink in. Had he really been so stupid? Of course Nobuta wanted to marry him! And, wouldn't a baby Nobuta or baby Akira be adorable?
All business, Akira turned his full attention to Shuji. “Do you think she'll come back?”
*
A light rain was falling when Akira woke up the next morning. He found himself on his sofa, a warm blanket covering him. Though, he didn't remember where the blanket had come from. Shuji was also gone, and a note taped the the blanket let Akira know that: 'I've made breakfast. Nobuta's asleep in your room. She got back after you passed out. She forgives you.
“Nobuta loves Akira again!” Jumping off the sofa, he rushed to the bedroom, to find Nobuta silently sleeping on their bed. She was curled up into a tiny ball, her hands protectively over her stomach.
With a smile, Akira moved over to their bed and slid in beside her. Protectively, he wrapped his right arm around Nobuta's waist and gently pulled her to him. Her only respond was a soft moan and an even softer, “Akira.”
Kissing Nobuta's hair, Akira whispered back: “I love you, Nobuko. I'll be very good to you and our baby. Akira promise.” he smiled gently to himself. “Nobuta power.”
Author:
walkwithheroesFandom: Nobuta wo Produce
Claim: Kusano Akira and Kotani 'Nobuta' Nobuko
Prompt: Blue Set: 03.Once In A Blue Moon
Type: Fanfic
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1,152
Warnings/Spoilers: Takes place in the same 'verse as Separately, Together and Treasured/No spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Nobuta wo Produce or the characters of Akira and Nobuta.
Summary: Nobuta's sure;Akira's doubtful
Shuji was sure that if Akira and Nobuta ever fought, it would be the end of the world. Even when they broke up in college, they didn't fight about it. When they were angry at one another, Shuji was sure they were mostly angry at themselves for not understanding their partner better. If he was perfectly honest with himself, Shuji would say that he found the whole thing rather disgusting.
So, when Akira showed up at his office with a suitcase, Shuji knew something was terribly wrong.
“It's going to rain tomorrow.” Shuji stated with a small sigh. He watched Akira place the suitcase on the floor, before dramatically falling in the chair opposite Shuji's desk. “Don't sit like that, you'll break the chair.”
Akira's response was to tucked his legs under himself, before sighing heavily. “Nobuta's mean.”
Shuji's eyes widened. “Mean? Nobuko? Our Nobuta. Mean?” Wondering what the problem was, Shuji went on, “All right, what happened? Nobuta drink the last of the milk?”
“No.” There was a long and rather awkward silence, before Akira made a noise that sounded more like an angry cat than a grown man. “Sh-u-ji-kun,” Akira began in a sang-song voice. “can I move in with you?”
“No!”
“But Nobuta. . .Nobuta. . .”
Shuji sighed in annoyance. “Just say it.”
Shaking his head, Akira blushed slightly. “Too embarrassing.”
“Eh?”
*
Akira-kun and Nobuko-chan didn't fight. If there was one thing in the world Mariko could count on, it was that. So, when Nobuko-chan appeared in the doorway of her office, head hung down, Mariko knew something was wrong.
“Nobuko-chan?” The concern clear in her voice, Mariko rose from her desk. “Something happen?” Gently, she guided the other woman to the staff meeting room. “Nobuko-chan, did something with Akira-kun?”
Nobuta's only response was a small nod. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the carpet, and her body language was tense. Mariko was sure that whatever had happened had not been good.
“It's Akira-kun? What did he do, forget?” Nobuta's body just seemed to tense up more. Nodding understandingly, Mariko went on, “He wouldn't forget any important dates. So, that must mean he's done something.”
Nobuta's head bopped up and down sharply. “I. . . he. . .we. . .”
“Yes?” Mariko urged Nobuta on. “You and Akira-kun. . .”
Nobuta shook her head fiercely. “Had a big fight.”
Her eyes slightly wide, Mariko said the only thing that entered her mind: “It's going to rain tomorrow.” Nobuta glanced at Mariko through her hair. “Sorry, Nobuko-chan. It's just that, you two never fight. Ever. And, even when you're angry, you're more angry at yourselves than each other. So, what made you fight this time?”
Nobuta was silent for a long moment, before she stuttered out a low: “T-t-too e-em-em-barr-a-ass-ing.”
Mariko cocked her head to one side. “Eh?”
*
When Shuji brought Akira home, the other man was “drunk” on milk and muttering “I'm sorry, Nobuta.” over and over again.
Not for the first time, Shuji found himself extremely interested in the ways of Nobuta and Akira's relationship. It was still a rather large mystery to Shuji, and somehow he didn't like that the relationship between his two best friends wasn't normal. It all made him rather. . . uncomfortable.
Settling Akira on the sofa, Shuji looked around the place. The apartment was large and usually clean, but that night there were magazines on the floor and a table had been turned over.
“No-bu-ta.”
Shuji glanced back to Akira, who had curled himself up in a ball. “She's not here.” He told Akira with a sigh. At that moment it suddenly dawned on him. . .Akira wouldn't lay a hand on Nobuta, but. . . “You didn't touch her, did you?” Somehow, Shuji sounded much more angry and protective than he had intended to.
Akira's lips curled up into a goofy smile. “Akira loves his Nobuta.” Noticing the magazines and table for the first time, Akira shrugged. “Ran into it when chasing Nobuta.”
So, Nobuta had left first. This whole thing just got more and more complicated. Shuji sat himself down in one of the chairs.
“I'm tired, so just tell me what happened. You finally made Nobuta mad, right?”
“No!” Akira shot up. “Nobuta wasn't mad, I was.” Shuji raised an eyebrow. “Nobuta made me mad, because she did what I. . .” He lowered his head sadly. “What I should have done a very long time ago.”
It didn't take a genius to know what Akira was talking about. After all, Akira had wanted to do one thing with Nobuta since forever, or at least since two weeks after meeting her.
“She asked you to marry her?! Nobuta did?”
Akira nodded. “She said we should get married, because of. . .” he blushed again. Then, in a stage whisper, he let out: “baby.”
“Baby!” Shuji was sure his eyes had popped out of his head.
Again, Akira nodded, ignoring Shuji's reaction. “I've wanted to marry Nobuta for a long time, even when we weren't together. But, I don't want her to marry me if it's just because of the baby.” Somehow, Akira seemed much more serious than he had before.
“Id-i-ot.” Akira raised a surprised eyebrow, so Shuji went on. “For some reason that no one's ever been able to figure out, Nobuta loves you very much. Therefore, if she says she wants to marry you, she wants to marry you. There's no reason to get upset just because you didn't ask her first or because of the baby.”
Taking a moment, Akira let that sink in. Had he really been so stupid? Of course Nobuta wanted to marry him! And, wouldn't a baby Nobuta or baby Akira be adorable?
All business, Akira turned his full attention to Shuji. “Do you think she'll come back?”
*
A light rain was falling when Akira woke up the next morning. He found himself on his sofa, a warm blanket covering him. Though, he didn't remember where the blanket had come from. Shuji was also gone, and a note taped the the blanket let Akira know that: 'I've made breakfast. Nobuta's asleep in your room. She got back after you passed out. She forgives you.
“Nobuta loves Akira again!” Jumping off the sofa, he rushed to the bedroom, to find Nobuta silently sleeping on their bed. She was curled up into a tiny ball, her hands protectively over her stomach.
With a smile, Akira moved over to their bed and slid in beside her. Protectively, he wrapped his right arm around Nobuta's waist and gently pulled her to him. Her only respond was a soft moan and an even softer, “Akira.”
Kissing Nobuta's hair, Akira whispered back: “I love you, Nobuko. I'll be very good to you and our baby. Akira promise.” he smiled gently to himself. “Nobuta power.”
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Waaah! you have a "squishy" icon too!!
Re: Waaah! you have a "squishy" icon too!!
I've been reading your stories for a long time ago, so I decided to comment on this one. I love the way you write the Akira/Nobuta couple
Oh, you should have commented sooner! I love to hear that people are enjoying my work. I adore writing Akira/Nobuta, so I love when people love them in my stories.
Thank you for reading them.
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I also liked the tiny detail about Akira knocking into the desk; I remember he used to do that a lot:)
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Anytime I can fit Akira either running into tables or desks, I do it. Him being protective of Nobuta and tripping over himself make Akira, Akira.
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(Anonymous) 2008-12-02 05:39 am (UTC)(link)You totally just made my night. :D
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kyaaaa~
ohh my oh my....i never thought that they will fight because of the baby
hehehehe~
thanks
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Thanks for reading.
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