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11 November 2004 @ 07:19 pm
ALANIS MORISETTE SONG FIC # 1  
It was pretty straightforward. Nori challenged me and who was I to say no? The challenge was to write as many fic circling around IbuKami or KamiIbu or Shinji or Kamio based off of Alanis Morisette songs. Sooo…I’ve been writing all night, dur hur.

Rizumu ni Noruze: your mission: to write as many ibukam, kamibu, kamio or shinji fics to alanis morissette as you can.
Rizumu ni Noruze: you get a picture drawn by moi for each one you push out.
rageusagi13: HAHAHA HAI~!
rageusagi13: :D
Rizumu ni Noruze: :D
rageusagi13: :D~!
Rizumu ni Noruze: and post em in boismex :X

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Song: Hand In My Pocket
Title: Travel
Pair: IbuKami
Notes: I'm trying to figure out if I can write something with smex in it. Well, it depends on the song, really. xD



I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah


Kamio grinned and scuffed a foot on ground and stuffed his hands the pockets of his khaki cargos while he waited for Shinji to hurry and meet him at the train station. What was taking him so long? Mou…Kamio pouted at his reflection in the shiny metal pillar, laughing at the distorted figure he saw, music blasting into his ears. They were going to get on the train and wander all around Tokyo, maybe find a place in the park and just sit there and not talk, maybe touch a lot. No tennis. No school. Just them.

I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five


Shinji mumbled to himself, rummaging through his pocket for whatever spare change he could come up with for a cold can of green tea from the vending machine. Extracting a 500 yen coin triumphantly, he stuffed it into the machine and got his tea, holding the can against his cheek while he quickened his pace and found the redhead staring at his reflection. Coming up to his side, Shinji raised his hand and Kamio grinned back, lifting his hand in turn to lay it flat against his boyfriend and partner’s palm.

The dark-haired tennis ace gave him a small smile and then laid the can against Kamio’s cheek, letting the cold seep in and then he popped the tab, taking a swig of the cool, sweet liquid sooth his dry throat and handed the rest to the redhead who took it and tried not to blush as he took his own drinking, tossing it into a nearby trashcan when he was done as he followed Shinji onto the train.

I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm restless
I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette


Kamio yawned and carefully laid his head on Shinji’s shoulder as they sat in the back of the buck, near-empty save for an old couple and little girl who looked terrified at riding the bus alone. His eyes fluttered open in surprise when Shinji absently kissed his forehead and looked away mumbling to himself and he grinned to himself, shifting around so he could slid his hand into Shinji’s pocket and tangled it with Shinji’s where it were curled inside his baggy jeans. It was safe there and he was more then glad when Shinji didn’t mind but held his hand and Kamio thought he could ride that bus forever like that: his hand and Shinji’s hand together, in the pocket of Shinji’s oversized jeans.

What it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign


Then the bus ride was over and Kamio was loathe to remove their hands but Shinji didn’t let go when they did and sort of pursed his lips and angled his eyebrows matter-of-factly like it was the most natural thing in the world that he would never let go. It was funny, the way he waited for Kamio to jump off the bus after him, still their hands fused together and he flashed Kamio a bland v-sign. That was funny and Kamio was glad, even though he muttered “Baka…” and hurried to keep up.

I'm free but I'm focused
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly baby


It was such a great day to be free and this part of town was wholly unfamiliar. Shinji mumbled something about getting lost but Kamio shook his head and said why the hell not. It’d be fine and anyway, they could stick around. He was hungry.

I'm sad but I'm laughing
I'm brave but I'm chicken shit
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby
What it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano


Shinji mumbled his usual steady stream of words as he waited patiently for Kamio to get their crepes and insisted on paying even though he was sure the redhead would come up short again. Gamely holding their order, Shinji cocked his hip at Kamio who blushed and then cringed at blushing and then snaked his hand into Shinji’s pocket for the loose change that would round off their bill.

The crepe lady laughed when Kamio sheepishly handed the money over.

What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything's just fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...


And then it was dark when Kamio finally realized the song in his ears had looped for the 18 millionth time. Shinji was dozing rather peacefully on the park bench next to him and his hand was still in his pocket. Oh great, Kamio nudged Shinji awake. It was late and they’d wandered much to far and where the hell were they? He spazzed for a minute while Shinji watched, mumbling simultaneously that they weren’t far and if it bothered Kamio that much they could always call home….an idea that Kamio didn’t particularly enjoy.

Shaking his head, Shinji looked up at the sky as the first drops of rain fell and then grabbing Kamio’s hand, he pulled his hand out of his pocket and extracted a crumpled wad of bills. Shrugging at the redhead, Shinji stood at the curb and quickly hailed a cab, pushing an incredulous Kamio in and the kissing him quickly and reassuringly before he shut the door.

 
 
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::LETH::: i got rhythmlethanon on November 20th, 2004 04:28 am (UTC)
SQUEEE! <---I really have no other coherant thought. Seriously. I'm dumb like that. heh