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canonical_insanityI promised Tallulah that I would have the OT5 fic finished and posted this weekend. And here it is. :D
Story Name: The morning after...
Story Genre: Battle Royale (manga)/Battle Royale (movie)
Story Rating: R.
Summary: Because sometimes, even people that barely know each other can have fun together.
Quintet: Haruka Tanizawa/Keita Iijima/Shinji Mimura/Yutaka Seto/Hirono Shimizu.
Disclaimer: ...No. No owning of BR here and I have no idea who 1984 belongs to. Probably George Orwell's corpse.
Author's Note: Alright, everyone's from manga canon (or V7 manga canon, in some cases) except Keita, who I always see as the movie version. Can't help it. :D Done partially for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
versipellis' benefit, but mostly for my own.
Haruka Tanizawa yawned.
Somehow, in the chaos of the night before, she had ended up on top of an equally naked Keita Iijima, who had one arm around her, and his other tangled up in the mass of bedsheets that Shinji Mimura had ended up wrapped in.
But they weren't the only ones in the room, were they? She stretched her mind back to last night...
"I say that we should play strip poker. If the two lovely ladies would like to start..." Shinji leered. Haruka shook her head, but Hirono, the other girl in their party -Shinji had invited her on the condition that she didn't knife them all in their beds- smirked and nodded in agreement.
She didn't know why she was here. Keita had offered to give her a lift -and because he was hardly the little geeky coward that he was when she'd first met him, she had accepted- and somewhere along the lines she remembered asking him what he was doing tonight and he'd invited her along too. And then she'd seen Hirono and freaked out.
But she'd chosen to stay. Because Shinji's parties were legendary. And when Hirono wasn't being a bitch -which was rare, but worth it- she could really make a party memorable. Of course, you'd only remember it when the hangover had finished screwing your head up, but still. Memorable.
And Hirono had won the first game -and Haruka had almost caught her cheating, but then Shinji was taking off his shirt and by the time she'd managed to drag her eyes away, Hirono was shuffling the cards and Shinji was reminding her to take something off too, so she kicked off her shoes...
After that it was all fuzzy. She remembered challenging Hirono to a game of I've Never -which she had obviously won, because both Hirono and Shinji had done just about everything that the other three had thought of and a few things that they hadn't- and then she woke up here. Naked on top of Keita.
There were worse ways to end a party.
Keita Iijima stretched. He wasn't entirely sure exactly what he'd done to deserve having Haruka Tanizawa naked on top of him, but he wasn't really complaining. He could remember marginally more of the night's events, being somewhat less of a lightweight at drinking than she was, but he had drank a lot more during them playing I've Never.
His memories also went fuzzy at a point though. They went past I've Never, and Shinji claimed that he'd never sodomised a goat, which Haruka tried to argue with but failed and had to take a forfeit drink. And Yutaka claimed that he'd never had a lapdance, prompting Hirono to give him one. And then after that, they had played Truth or Dare -which Haruka and Yutaka skipped out on because they were almost unconscious. And then it went all weird and he passed out.
To wake up naked -and that was weird, because he had still been wearing his trousers when he was playing Truth or Dare- and with Haruka, of all people on top of him, because usually when he got that drunk he woke up with Shinji snoring on him, was an interesting development.
He just wished that he knew what happened.
Yutaka Seto opened his eyes. Somehow, he'd managed to pass out on the couch with Hirono Shimizu curled up next to him. He didn't have so much of a hangover, because he drank less than everyone else, but he had a very low tolerance for alcohol and had almost passed out by the time they had started playing Truth or Dare.
He did, however, remember Hirono daring Keita to dance naked on the table, and Keita daring Shinji to phone Shuuya, whilst having Hirono sat on his lap without making Shuuya suspicious about what they were doing.
He had the feeling that he had sex with at least one person -probably Hirono, because she was the one that he had woken up next to- but he really couldn't remember who it was. For all he knew, he had probably had sex with all four of the other people in the room.
At this point, it wouldn't have surprised him if he had.
Hirono Shimizu coughed. She was somewhat more in her element here, completely naked and with a massive hangover, so it didn't bother her too much. She remembered a lot more of the night's events, seeing as how she had quite a good tolerance for alcohol.
When they had finished playing Truth or Dare, Shinji had challenged her to a game of Twister. So, they played that. At this point, the alcohol had seriously impaired their balance and they both fell over, with her on top of him. They'd about called it a draw and then made out. One thing led to another, and they had sex. In a very non-committal way, of course.
Then Yutaka had kind of sobered up, so she had sex with him, while Shinji and Keita were making out -and she really wished that she'd managed to get photographs of that part of the night- and Haruka was still semi-conscious on the bed. Yutaka had been different to Shinji -although she could have predicted that before she had sex with him- in that he was shier, more unsure with what he was supposed to be doing. It was kind of sweet, in a dorky way.
After that, she wanted to have sex with Keita -because she was feeling fairly generous and didn't want to leave him out- but by then, Haruka had started to use him as a climbing frame, so she decided to just go to sleep. And ended up next to Yutaka, for some reason.
Neatly, she picked up her clothes and got dressed -since none of the others were completely awake yet- and then, in one of her more amiable moods, since the four of them had been good company last night, sorted though all of their clothes and put them into little piles next to their hung-over bodies. Then she debated with herself whether or not she should make them breakfast, before deciding against it.
She'd probably only burn it anyway.
Shinji Mimura felt good. He'd had sex with four people last night, one of which being a girl that might cheerfully rip his throat out under normal circumstances -and enjoy it too, even if it would be a catastrophe for most of the girls in Shiroiwa- and he'd drank a lot more than normal -damn Yutaka and his talent for I've Never- but the hangover wasn't unbearable. He'd had worse.
Hirono -who really was a talented girl, if all of the things she claimed to have done on I've Never were true- was putting their clothes into little piles for when the others woke up. Somehow, she didn't strike him as being the considerate kind. At all.
"Sweet. Do we get breakfast in bed too?"
"You can make it for them if you want. I'm going to school."
A quick glance at his clock reassured him that school wouldn't start for another four hours. And Hirono usually came into school two or three hours late anyway -usually to avoid both History and Literature, he'd noticed- so that was weird.
"It's History first thing. When was the last time you attended a History lesson?"
"Probably about the same time that pigs flew, money grew on trees and you last said hello to a girl without trying to con her into having sex with you."
The comment was accompanied by a small smirk. He decided not to play the faux-hurt angle, and instead casually remarked.
"Got to admit, it's been a while since that last happened. So, you don't like History, then?"
"It's not my favourite subject. Maths is so much better for me. It's hard to slip propaganda into maths. And if you try to convince me that two plus two equals five again, I swear that I'll cut your throat. Not only because you can't prove it without massive amounts of torture, but because it's mathematically absurd."
He shook his head at her, laughing.
"How do you manage to sleep at night, Hirono?"
"Same way you do. By having sex with someone I barely know."
His laughter set her off, making Haruka throw a cushion at Hirono which -because she was barely conscious and her co-ordination was off- missed, prompting them to laugh even more. He had to admit, even though he'd probably never do this again -as getting Hirono and Haruka in the same room would be a difficult feat to repeat- that these four people were special. They weren't boring, and none of them were fooling themselves into thinking that this meant anything outside the bedroom.
This was what he had always wanted.
Story Name: The morning after...
Story Genre: Battle Royale (manga)/Battle Royale (movie)
Story Rating: R.
Summary: Because sometimes, even people that barely know each other can have fun together.
Quintet: Haruka Tanizawa/Keita Iijima/Shinji Mimura/Yutaka Seto/Hirono Shimizu.
Disclaimer: ...No. No owning of BR here and I have no idea who 1984 belongs to. Probably George Orwell's corpse.
Author's Note: Alright, everyone's from manga canon (or V7 manga canon, in some cases) except Keita, who I always see as the movie version. Can't help it. :D Done partially for
versipellis' benefit, but mostly for my own.Haruka Tanizawa yawned.
Somehow, in the chaos of the night before, she had ended up on top of an equally naked Keita Iijima, who had one arm around her, and his other tangled up in the mass of bedsheets that Shinji Mimura had ended up wrapped in.
But they weren't the only ones in the room, were they? She stretched her mind back to last night...
"I say that we should play strip poker. If the two lovely ladies would like to start..." Shinji leered. Haruka shook her head, but Hirono, the other girl in their party -Shinji had invited her on the condition that she didn't knife them all in their beds- smirked and nodded in agreement.
She didn't know why she was here. Keita had offered to give her a lift -and because he was hardly the little geeky coward that he was when she'd first met him, she had accepted- and somewhere along the lines she remembered asking him what he was doing tonight and he'd invited her along too. And then she'd seen Hirono and freaked out.
But she'd chosen to stay. Because Shinji's parties were legendary. And when Hirono wasn't being a bitch -which was rare, but worth it- she could really make a party memorable. Of course, you'd only remember it when the hangover had finished screwing your head up, but still. Memorable.
And Hirono had won the first game -and Haruka had almost caught her cheating, but then Shinji was taking off his shirt and by the time she'd managed to drag her eyes away, Hirono was shuffling the cards and Shinji was reminding her to take something off too, so she kicked off her shoes...
After that it was all fuzzy. She remembered challenging Hirono to a game of I've Never -which she had obviously won, because both Hirono and Shinji had done just about everything that the other three had thought of and a few things that they hadn't- and then she woke up here. Naked on top of Keita.
There were worse ways to end a party.
Keita Iijima stretched. He wasn't entirely sure exactly what he'd done to deserve having Haruka Tanizawa naked on top of him, but he wasn't really complaining. He could remember marginally more of the night's events, being somewhat less of a lightweight at drinking than she was, but he had drank a lot more during them playing I've Never.
His memories also went fuzzy at a point though. They went past I've Never, and Shinji claimed that he'd never sodomised a goat, which Haruka tried to argue with but failed and had to take a forfeit drink. And Yutaka claimed that he'd never had a lapdance, prompting Hirono to give him one. And then after that, they had played Truth or Dare -which Haruka and Yutaka skipped out on because they were almost unconscious. And then it went all weird and he passed out.
To wake up naked -and that was weird, because he had still been wearing his trousers when he was playing Truth or Dare- and with Haruka, of all people on top of him, because usually when he got that drunk he woke up with Shinji snoring on him, was an interesting development.
He just wished that he knew what happened.
Yutaka Seto opened his eyes. Somehow, he'd managed to pass out on the couch with Hirono Shimizu curled up next to him. He didn't have so much of a hangover, because he drank less than everyone else, but he had a very low tolerance for alcohol and had almost passed out by the time they had started playing Truth or Dare.
He did, however, remember Hirono daring Keita to dance naked on the table, and Keita daring Shinji to phone Shuuya, whilst having Hirono sat on his lap without making Shuuya suspicious about what they were doing.
He had the feeling that he had sex with at least one person -probably Hirono, because she was the one that he had woken up next to- but he really couldn't remember who it was. For all he knew, he had probably had sex with all four of the other people in the room.
At this point, it wouldn't have surprised him if he had.
Hirono Shimizu coughed. She was somewhat more in her element here, completely naked and with a massive hangover, so it didn't bother her too much. She remembered a lot more of the night's events, seeing as how she had quite a good tolerance for alcohol.
When they had finished playing Truth or Dare, Shinji had challenged her to a game of Twister. So, they played that. At this point, the alcohol had seriously impaired their balance and they both fell over, with her on top of him. They'd about called it a draw and then made out. One thing led to another, and they had sex. In a very non-committal way, of course.
Then Yutaka had kind of sobered up, so she had sex with him, while Shinji and Keita were making out -and she really wished that she'd managed to get photographs of that part of the night- and Haruka was still semi-conscious on the bed. Yutaka had been different to Shinji -although she could have predicted that before she had sex with him- in that he was shier, more unsure with what he was supposed to be doing. It was kind of sweet, in a dorky way.
After that, she wanted to have sex with Keita -because she was feeling fairly generous and didn't want to leave him out- but by then, Haruka had started to use him as a climbing frame, so she decided to just go to sleep. And ended up next to Yutaka, for some reason.
Neatly, she picked up her clothes and got dressed -since none of the others were completely awake yet- and then, in one of her more amiable moods, since the four of them had been good company last night, sorted though all of their clothes and put them into little piles next to their hung-over bodies. Then she debated with herself whether or not she should make them breakfast, before deciding against it.
She'd probably only burn it anyway.
Shinji Mimura felt good. He'd had sex with four people last night, one of which being a girl that might cheerfully rip his throat out under normal circumstances -and enjoy it too, even if it would be a catastrophe for most of the girls in Shiroiwa- and he'd drank a lot more than normal -damn Yutaka and his talent for I've Never- but the hangover wasn't unbearable. He'd had worse.
Hirono -who really was a talented girl, if all of the things she claimed to have done on I've Never were true- was putting their clothes into little piles for when the others woke up. Somehow, she didn't strike him as being the considerate kind. At all.
"Sweet. Do we get breakfast in bed too?"
"You can make it for them if you want. I'm going to school."
A quick glance at his clock reassured him that school wouldn't start for another four hours. And Hirono usually came into school two or three hours late anyway -usually to avoid both History and Literature, he'd noticed- so that was weird.
"It's History first thing. When was the last time you attended a History lesson?"
"Probably about the same time that pigs flew, money grew on trees and you last said hello to a girl without trying to con her into having sex with you."
The comment was accompanied by a small smirk. He decided not to play the faux-hurt angle, and instead casually remarked.
"Got to admit, it's been a while since that last happened. So, you don't like History, then?"
"It's not my favourite subject. Maths is so much better for me. It's hard to slip propaganda into maths. And if you try to convince me that two plus two equals five again, I swear that I'll cut your throat. Not only because you can't prove it without massive amounts of torture, but because it's mathematically absurd."
He shook his head at her, laughing.
"How do you manage to sleep at night, Hirono?"
"Same way you do. By having sex with someone I barely know."
His laughter set her off, making Haruka throw a cushion at Hirono which -because she was barely conscious and her co-ordination was off- missed, prompting them to laugh even more. He had to admit, even though he'd probably never do this again -as getting Hirono and Haruka in the same room would be a difficult feat to repeat- that these four people were special. They weren't boring, and none of them were fooling themselves into thinking that this meant anything outside the bedroom.
This was what he had always wanted.
