Play with me

[simpleruser]

1. go here
2. pick a character
3. reply with character request in the subject line, build up a scene of your preference (tl;dr, au, canon, crack, short, I don't even mind)
4. I will bang it like a heavy metal band

(shamelessly ganked from the lovely sugartits)

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[derachan]

[What Yamamoto doesn't know is that Gokudera is of the camp that recognises chess as a sport.

No baseball, all chess. Maybe croquet.]

You don't have to tell me that, I know to do everything for the family.

[naturalbornkiller]

[Please don't make him play chess, that's not something you want to see.]

Yeah, you always do huh?

[derachan]

Of course. What else is there?

I'm not a slacker like you.

[Though that's not as true as it used to be. Soon Gokudera will have to stop saying it entirely.]

[naturalbornkiller]

Hey! I'm always there for the family as well!

[Maybe when that happens Gokudera will finally want to be his friend.]

[derachan]

Tch, being there means you don't have to be reminded to wear a suit when we have to be presentable.

[It's unfortunate for Gokudera that he would already call Yamamoto his friend. He just doesn't want to be.]

[naturalbornkiller]

I just don't like the suits, the ties are the worst.

[And he still has to ask someone for help tying them every single time.]

[derachan]

[And every time that person is Gokudera. He's gotten good at tying them in reverse.]

If you paid attention you'd know how to get them to look proper.

[naturalbornkiller]

[He's very thankful for Gokudera's help with all the serious mafia things. Including the ties.]

I'll get it right eventually. But til then I think it works fine the way we do it now.

[He likes getting ready for the serious stuff with Gokudera, he calms him down strangely enough.]

[derachan]

[And the stress of mothering making sure Yamamoto doesn't embarrass the family gets Gokudera worked up in a way that is almost zen.]

It's just going to stay the same if you don't work on it.

[naturalbornkiller]

[Only Gokudera manages to be zen while chewing someone else out.]

It's not my fault they make those knots so difficult! How come you know them so well anyway? You don't wear suits any more than I do.

[derachan]

Not everyone needs to be shown a hundred times how to tie something as simple as a tie.

[He picks up the empty paper cover from his chopsticks, looping it around and moving his fingers fast and carefully, and passes the resulting chopstick cover tie to Yamamoto. He might be a little smug.]

[naturalbornkiller]

[He picks up the paper tie, bringing it close to his face to examine it before bursting out in laughter.]

Hahaha! That is really cool!

[derachan]

[Gokudera twitches. But looks smug anyway.]

So you see not being able to tie a tie isn't acceptable in our line of work.

[naturalbornkiller]

Yeah yeah I'll do my best to learn it properly.

[He looks a little sad about that, Gokudera doesn't want to hang out with him :c ]

[derachan]

I'll teach you again.

[Gokudera doesn't want to hang out with someone so incompetent that they can't handle tying their own tie.]

... You should give me some of your knowledge in exchange.

[He's pretty sure Yamamoto doesn't have any but he's being diplomatic. And that's important.]

[naturalbornkiller]

I don't know if I can teach you anything you don't already know. You're a pretty smart guy you know.

[He thinks it over, trying to come up with something Gokudera might not know. He doubts Gokudera would like another lesson in the rules of baseball, but maybe there is something else...]

Have you ever made sushi before?

[derachan]

Of course I haven't, who do you take me for. [Cooking is what Bianchi does.]

That... [it could be fun, whispers the part of Gokudera that occasionally talks sense.] will be acceptable.

[naturalbornkiller]

[Nonsense, real men cook as well.]

Let's try that then!

[Like, right now. He jumps up and grabs Gokudera's wrist dragging him towards the kitchen.]

[derachan]

[God damn, he didn't mean now.] Oi, baseball... [Oh, who cares, Yamamoto isn't going to be deterred and it could be fun...]

[naturalbornkiller]

[Of course it's fun! Everything with Yamamoto is fun! He pushes Gokudera inside and throws him an apron before tying one around his waste himself. Good thing the restaurant is empty or else dad wouldn't let them in here. He smiles widely and Gokudera.]

What do you want to make?

[derachan]

[There are types? He ties the apron around him with a frown.] I thought we were making sushi.

[naturalbornkiller]

[He smiles at the confusion on Gokudera's face. It's nice to know more about something than him for a change.]

We are! I meant what kind do you want to make?

[He almost suggests octopus, but bites back his remark to keep the peace in the kitchen. It's not a good idea to make Gokudera angry in a space with so many flammable things.]

[derachan]

[Oh right. There are kinds.

Shit. All he can think of is octopus.]

The nice stuff.

[He's going to leave it to Yamamoto to work out what that is. Because he doesn't have a clue.]

[naturalbornkiller]

All sushi is nice!

[Really, what else did Gokudera expect?]

We can start with some simple ones, since you've never made any before. Do you prefer salmon or tuna?

[He walks over to the sink to wash his hands, you should follow him Gokudera.]

[derachan]

[Gokudera's hand lingers by his pocket but he doesn't pull out a cigarette. Maybe he will show manners around Yamamoto sometimes. Maybe.

He moseys over to the sink and washes his hands as well.

Step one: managed.]

Tuna. [Really he doesn't care, it's fish and it all tastes the same.]