Title: Five Things that Never Happened to Sawada Shin, But We Wish They Did (in one way or another) Author/Artist: AquaianGoddess/Christina Fandom: Gokusen (a smoosh of the anime, manga, and drama) Rating: somewhere between PG and R/NC-17, most likely Pairing(s): various Disclaimer: Gokusen isn’t mine, sadly, ‘cause if it was…these things would actually happen. …maybe. Warnings: Het, Yaoi, Angst, Smut and Dorkery… not exactly in that order.
If you really look closely, you can see where mklutz inspired me
Playlist:
Abba – Dancing Queen Concrete Blonde – When You Smile Cities of Foam – Out of Reach Dar Williams – Are You Out There? David Bowie – Magic Dance David Cassidy – I Think I Love You Franz Ferdinand - Michael
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1: you can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life…
Shin was packing boxes, preparing for his move out of his apartment, and into the Ooedo clan household. The radio was on, mostly to fill the silence of his apartment, and Shin found himself dancing to it without even telling his feet to move. It started out as simple shuffles of his feet, then hip thrusts and butt wiggles, and Shin just let himself go from there. No one was there to see him act like an idiot, why should he care? It was when he heard his door open that he slammed a hand down on the radio, turning it off and spinning to face the intruder. He was met with the amused faces of Tetsu, Shinohara, Minoru, Kyou, and worst of all Yankumi. There was only one thing to do in this situation…
“I hate disco music, I swear!”
2: when you smile, I don’t know what to do, ‘cause I could lose everything in a minute or two…
It was his smile that did it. That small, barely there smirk that he gave her that could mean anything from “you look like a retard in that wig” to “I like it when you get all riled up like that; you’re really sexy when you’re angry”… okay, she doubted the second one ever crossed his mind. She was his teacher! Teachers and students didn’t have thoughts about each other like that (unless you were Fujiyama-sensei, but Fujiyama-sensei was a strange one). Which was why she wasn’t having thoughts about how soft his hair would be when she ran her hands through it. Or how nice his scent would be when they held each other. Or how warm his lips would be when he kiss-
Okay, maybe she was thinking about it. Thinking about how just once she’d like to wipe that smirk off his face…
“-guchi.”
What?
“Yamaguchi.”
She turned. Oh look, the object of her thoughts has conveniently appeared on the secluded roof top with her. “What?”
“Are you alright?” He would almost sound concerned if he didn’t look so damn smug.
“I’m just dandy. Why?”
“I called out to you four times.”
“Four?”
“Yeah.” Shin scowled. “And don’t say ‘dandy’. It’s freaky.”
“I’ve been thinking.”
“Oh?” He smirked. “About me?”
“EH?!” How did he-?!
“You talk to yourself too much, Yankumi.” Again with the smirk.
“I…” She knew she could lose her job for this… go to jail even! But it was just so tempting…
She pulled back her fist and punched him across the face, sending him sprawling back onto the rooftop. “You are such a prick, Sawada!” And with that, she stalked off the roof.
Shin held a hand to his bruised cheek for a minute before grinning to himself. ‘Oh yeah,’ he thought, folding his hands behind his head, ‘she wants me.’
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shinkumi,
amused
