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Nah... I'm still in progress with my Orthros fic and another one. And this muse came in random... but not like I haven't had any encouragements before this. I blamed my flist for indirectly giving me crack ideas.
Title: Tsunderella
Chapter: 1 - Not So Ordinary
Characters: NEWS members, Tackey
Fandom: Johnny's Entertainment
Rating: PG... perhaps. I can only do sexual innuendos and this is a sort of parody.
Summary: Ryo had never considered his life to be such a happy thing. Perhaps... only when he used to be very young...
A/N: Aside from the main casts, and supporting characters may or may not be based on other JE casts. Some names may have been mashed together for plot's sakes, but you should be able to tell who's who. Some character traits might be based on the casts or not and plainly made up. Just humour me okay. And hopefully by writing this, I won't have to bear with myself giggling madly in my sleep over the crack that was this fic.
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This was not like the usual Cinderella stories that you might read. This was not the typical story you might have read in the past. Damn it all, it was not even a romantic story or a fantasy story. It was not even magical. So throw that notion behind if you still wanted to read this story. Good, since we were clear on that; let us continue with the story.
From the very beginning, it had always been just the three of them. A father and two sons, happily living together. The mother, died early while the younger brother had only been two years old. So since then the father had raised the two children by himself, taking the role of both parents to both of his children. But as years passed, the father could not help but notice that despite his sons saying that having just one parent was enough for both of them; he realized that they both still needed a mother figure in their lives. So a year later, the father married Toyama Yuko.
Toyama Yuko was not exactly a young woman herself; in fact she was a widow as well with two sons of her own. Considering Yuko was a mother of two already, he had figured that she would not have any trouble managing another two. The two sons, Keiichiro and Shigeaki were not that far in age with his two sons anyway. The oldest was a bit younger than his oldest son, Hideaki and the youngest... well, his youngest son Ryo was older. It should work out, the six of them. It was not as if he himself was not capable of supporting six people, he had a respectable job as an executive of a small business that he had managed by himself. It should have been fine.
It did not turn out that way.
Several years later, the father, Nishizawa Hiroshi had fallen ill. A few months later, the father died. The death of the father had hit the two siblings very badly, especially the youngest son Nishizawa Ryo. But at least the young boy, at the time being eight year old; had the older brother still with him, who was three years older than him. As well as their stepmother and two stepbrothers...
But reality had not been too kind on the brothers. As soon as the period of mourning for the father had ended, the stepmother’s attitude towards the two siblings had changed dramatically. She was no longer the kind mother figure that she had shown to their father when he was still alive. Her two sons as well, suddenly acted as if the two of them had been their worst enemies. Still, to Ryo... it was still fine. Because he still had his older brother with him.
Their father’s will have stated that half of his properties, company and money belonged to his two sons, Hideaki and Ryo. Aside from the profits gained from the company—on which either Hideaki or Ryo would later inherit once they were of age—no one would be able to touch or use any part of the properties owned by Nishizawa Sr. aside from the two sons. The company would be entrusted in the care of current vice president of the small company for the time being. Not saying that his new wife and her sons would not get any penny from the inheritance, that’s where the rest of the half of the money would go. But pertaining to his sons’ inheritance, the only time the money could be withdrawn from their accounts; would be for their care and schooling. Hiroshi’s lawyer had read the will, few days after the father had been buried; but the stepmother never told the details relating to the two brothers to them.
Thus since their father’s death, the two brothers had always lived as if they were just strays picked up by the stepmother despite the home they lived in were theirs and the money supporting them being their father’s. But that had never been so hard for the two boys. Since Hideaki would always be around to protect his brother Ryo. That was why for the earlier part of Ryo’s life, at least they had managed to live a proper life despite being treated as strays by their stepmother and stepbrothers.
Sadly, the bad strings of events in Ryo’s life did not end at that point. In fact, it had gone even worse. Several months before Ryo had his fourteenth birthday, his brother Hideaki had gone out to take his university entrance exam results. Since then, the brother had been missing. There were police reports being made, inquiries into hospitals to see if he has been in an accident; attempts in giving out flyers to find him. Hideaki was never an irresponsible person and leaving his only brother to fend for himself was unthinkable but alas, despite the many efforts; Hideaki was never found.
So that was when Ryo’s life finally took the turn for the worst. He had stopped going to school altogether, to the surprise of classmates and teachers alike. The reasoning had been that because of the missing brother, Ryo had become reclusive and refused to go to school. But the real truth was that the stepmother had disallowed Ryo from furthering his education thus keeping him locked inside his own home. Even worse, he was treated more like a servant by the stepmother and even less than that. Whenever Hiroshi’s former acquaintances paid them a visit to check on Ryo, the stepmother would always made pretence that he had been living well but that’s all to it. In reality, his life had gone straight to hell.
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Three years has passed and Ryo had grown into a very beautiful lad. And the narrator shall stop at that before said person threw a building towards the sky. For some reason, during these three years, Ryo’s growth spurt had went into hyperdrive and made him grow several inches taller; making him look more his age rather than remaining looking like an elementary kid all his life. He was not really that tall but at least not too short. He was still considered short compared to some lads his age. Not that said person was not grateful about his current height, he was... but with such good change coming into his life so did other problems. Since earlier mentioned, Ryo had indeed grown into a handsome young man—and the narrator again apologize as a chair had arrived flying at her—his appearance had attracted a lot of attention. While he had not minded much of the attention he received outside—he had not been out of the house that often after all—he really minded it when the main harasser towards his newly discovered charms came from none other than his employer. Or the one whom he used to call stepmother.
It was a bit of a hassle really. How did you handle sexual harassment when the culprit was your own stepmother? Lucky though that the woman was not his real mother, or he could not imagine how that would be like. So yeah, it was a bit troublesome. Most of the times when he spent his time cleaning the house, doing every single housework imaginable—since there was nothing else that he could do anyway—he had to always be alert to his surroundings for fear his stepmother would suddenly appear behind him to molest him. How would you feel if while you had been so busy preparing the food to feed four people and suddenly had your butt molested aggressively from behind? Having been stared hungrily all day was nothing compared to that. How could that be worse if several times you could not help noticing eyes watching your back just when you were about to take off your clothes to bathe or waking up to realize your stepmother was beside you, touching your body and attempting to do some unspeakable things to you. Luckily his instincts always worked for him. Aside from the unlucky times when he would risk scalding himself with hot oil or water—or bulks of heavy load crashing onto him—to defend himself, he had always been able to kick away his step mother from him before any real damage was done.
So that was how he had managed to develop his tsundere personality all these years. It might give him some bad image of its own, but at least it worked in his defence and ward off all those potential molesters out there bent on dragging him to submit underneath them. It only bothered him a bit, since after realizing that there was no way she could get her hands on him; his stepmother had grown even harsher on him. Not that it mattered to him, but most of his clothes were of smaller sizes and he was not actually small sized anymore. The clothes that he did have were mostly old clothes thrown at him when his two stepbrothers had grown tired of their wardrobe. He did not complained, anything was better than prancing naked all around the house. God, that would attract even more weirdos into the house!
Strangely, some nights... he would hear his bedroom door being knocked. And while he saw no one standing behind the door after that, he always found small bundles of clothes placed before his door. Most of the clothes had used to belong to his older brother, strangely. Since he thought his stepmother had burned, threw or sold everything that had used to belong to his older brother when the police had given up the search; already assuming that he was dead. Ryo had wondered who could be the one sending the things to him. Because he had not just received those clothes at times. Sometimes... it had been some dried foodstuffs behind his bedroom door. Sometimes it had been medicine when he had become sick. Sometimes it was some old books that he found a bit interesting to read in secret. He had long been disallowed to continue his studies so he used to envy his stepbrothers for being able to do so and even manage to enrol into some good university and high schools. How nice... he wondered what it had been like, going to high school and universities. He used to hear many stories before... and his brother Hideaki often told him about some of the clubs that he had joined. How nice...
He missed his older brother...
And then one night, he opened his door to find an old acoustic guitar lying on the floor. It surprised him greatly as he quickly sneaked it in and hide it under his bed, along with the rest of his stuffs that was not meant to be in his possession.
It made him wonder. Who was it that had given him these things in secret? It couldn’t be his brother... if his brother was nearby he could have just take him away from this rotten house. It couldn’t be his old friends from middle school, they didn’t even know where he had lived. His stepmother had been so clear about not letting anyone know that his brother and him having lived inside this house. Of course, there were his father’s old friends. But they couldn’t be the ones sneaking up into his house late at night to give him things. Aside from the fact they had stopped checking up on him for some years, even they did not know about what kind of life he really had in this household.
Then... could it be? Either one of his stepbrothers were behind these kind gestures? It couldn’t be! Those two had hated him and his brother for a very long time! Why should they act nicely to him anyway? But that notion was the most likely to happen. Could it be?
Could his stepbrothers not be as bad as what he used to think they were?
Somehow, Ryo wondered if this little glimmer of hope in his heart was something that he could depend on...
Title: Tsunderella
Chapter: 1 - Not So Ordinary
Characters: NEWS members, Tackey
Fandom: Johnny's Entertainment
Rating: PG... perhaps. I can only do sexual innuendos and this is a sort of parody.
Summary: Ryo had never considered his life to be such a happy thing. Perhaps... only when he used to be very young...
A/N: Aside from the main casts, and supporting characters may or may not be based on other JE casts. Some names may have been mashed together for plot's sakes, but you should be able to tell who's who. Some character traits might be based on the casts or not and plainly made up. Just humour me okay. And hopefully by writing this, I won't have to bear with myself giggling madly in my sleep over the crack that was this fic.
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This was not like the usual Cinderella stories that you might read. This was not the typical story you might have read in the past. Damn it all, it was not even a romantic story or a fantasy story. It was not even magical. So throw that notion behind if you still wanted to read this story. Good, since we were clear on that; let us continue with the story.
From the very beginning, it had always been just the three of them. A father and two sons, happily living together. The mother, died early while the younger brother had only been two years old. So since then the father had raised the two children by himself, taking the role of both parents to both of his children. But as years passed, the father could not help but notice that despite his sons saying that having just one parent was enough for both of them; he realized that they both still needed a mother figure in their lives. So a year later, the father married Toyama Yuko.
Toyama Yuko was not exactly a young woman herself; in fact she was a widow as well with two sons of her own. Considering Yuko was a mother of two already, he had figured that she would not have any trouble managing another two. The two sons, Keiichiro and Shigeaki were not that far in age with his two sons anyway. The oldest was a bit younger than his oldest son, Hideaki and the youngest... well, his youngest son Ryo was older. It should work out, the six of them. It was not as if he himself was not capable of supporting six people, he had a respectable job as an executive of a small business that he had managed by himself. It should have been fine.
It did not turn out that way.
Several years later, the father, Nishizawa Hiroshi had fallen ill. A few months later, the father died. The death of the father had hit the two siblings very badly, especially the youngest son Nishizawa Ryo. But at least the young boy, at the time being eight year old; had the older brother still with him, who was three years older than him. As well as their stepmother and two stepbrothers...
But reality had not been too kind on the brothers. As soon as the period of mourning for the father had ended, the stepmother’s attitude towards the two siblings had changed dramatically. She was no longer the kind mother figure that she had shown to their father when he was still alive. Her two sons as well, suddenly acted as if the two of them had been their worst enemies. Still, to Ryo... it was still fine. Because he still had his older brother with him.
Their father’s will have stated that half of his properties, company and money belonged to his two sons, Hideaki and Ryo. Aside from the profits gained from the company—on which either Hideaki or Ryo would later inherit once they were of age—no one would be able to touch or use any part of the properties owned by Nishizawa Sr. aside from the two sons. The company would be entrusted in the care of current vice president of the small company for the time being. Not saying that his new wife and her sons would not get any penny from the inheritance, that’s where the rest of the half of the money would go. But pertaining to his sons’ inheritance, the only time the money could be withdrawn from their accounts; would be for their care and schooling. Hiroshi’s lawyer had read the will, few days after the father had been buried; but the stepmother never told the details relating to the two brothers to them.
Thus since their father’s death, the two brothers had always lived as if they were just strays picked up by the stepmother despite the home they lived in were theirs and the money supporting them being their father’s. But that had never been so hard for the two boys. Since Hideaki would always be around to protect his brother Ryo. That was why for the earlier part of Ryo’s life, at least they had managed to live a proper life despite being treated as strays by their stepmother and stepbrothers.
Sadly, the bad strings of events in Ryo’s life did not end at that point. In fact, it had gone even worse. Several months before Ryo had his fourteenth birthday, his brother Hideaki had gone out to take his university entrance exam results. Since then, the brother had been missing. There were police reports being made, inquiries into hospitals to see if he has been in an accident; attempts in giving out flyers to find him. Hideaki was never an irresponsible person and leaving his only brother to fend for himself was unthinkable but alas, despite the many efforts; Hideaki was never found.
So that was when Ryo’s life finally took the turn for the worst. He had stopped going to school altogether, to the surprise of classmates and teachers alike. The reasoning had been that because of the missing brother, Ryo had become reclusive and refused to go to school. But the real truth was that the stepmother had disallowed Ryo from furthering his education thus keeping him locked inside his own home. Even worse, he was treated more like a servant by the stepmother and even less than that. Whenever Hiroshi’s former acquaintances paid them a visit to check on Ryo, the stepmother would always made pretence that he had been living well but that’s all to it. In reality, his life had gone straight to hell.
xxx
Three years has passed and Ryo had grown into a very beautiful lad. And the narrator shall stop at that before said person threw a building towards the sky. For some reason, during these three years, Ryo’s growth spurt had went into hyperdrive and made him grow several inches taller; making him look more his age rather than remaining looking like an elementary kid all his life. He was not really that tall but at least not too short. He was still considered short compared to some lads his age. Not that said person was not grateful about his current height, he was... but with such good change coming into his life so did other problems. Since earlier mentioned, Ryo had indeed grown into a handsome young man—and the narrator again apologize as a chair had arrived flying at her—his appearance had attracted a lot of attention. While he had not minded much of the attention he received outside—he had not been out of the house that often after all—he really minded it when the main harasser towards his newly discovered charms came from none other than his employer. Or the one whom he used to call stepmother.
It was a bit of a hassle really. How did you handle sexual harassment when the culprit was your own stepmother? Lucky though that the woman was not his real mother, or he could not imagine how that would be like. So yeah, it was a bit troublesome. Most of the times when he spent his time cleaning the house, doing every single housework imaginable—since there was nothing else that he could do anyway—he had to always be alert to his surroundings for fear his stepmother would suddenly appear behind him to molest him. How would you feel if while you had been so busy preparing the food to feed four people and suddenly had your butt molested aggressively from behind? Having been stared hungrily all day was nothing compared to that. How could that be worse if several times you could not help noticing eyes watching your back just when you were about to take off your clothes to bathe or waking up to realize your stepmother was beside you, touching your body and attempting to do some unspeakable things to you. Luckily his instincts always worked for him. Aside from the unlucky times when he would risk scalding himself with hot oil or water—or bulks of heavy load crashing onto him—to defend himself, he had always been able to kick away his step mother from him before any real damage was done.
So that was how he had managed to develop his tsundere personality all these years. It might give him some bad image of its own, but at least it worked in his defence and ward off all those potential molesters out there bent on dragging him to submit underneath them. It only bothered him a bit, since after realizing that there was no way she could get her hands on him; his stepmother had grown even harsher on him. Not that it mattered to him, but most of his clothes were of smaller sizes and he was not actually small sized anymore. The clothes that he did have were mostly old clothes thrown at him when his two stepbrothers had grown tired of their wardrobe. He did not complained, anything was better than prancing naked all around the house. God, that would attract even more weirdos into the house!
Strangely, some nights... he would hear his bedroom door being knocked. And while he saw no one standing behind the door after that, he always found small bundles of clothes placed before his door. Most of the clothes had used to belong to his older brother, strangely. Since he thought his stepmother had burned, threw or sold everything that had used to belong to his older brother when the police had given up the search; already assuming that he was dead. Ryo had wondered who could be the one sending the things to him. Because he had not just received those clothes at times. Sometimes... it had been some dried foodstuffs behind his bedroom door. Sometimes it had been medicine when he had become sick. Sometimes it was some old books that he found a bit interesting to read in secret. He had long been disallowed to continue his studies so he used to envy his stepbrothers for being able to do so and even manage to enrol into some good university and high schools. How nice... he wondered what it had been like, going to high school and universities. He used to hear many stories before... and his brother Hideaki often told him about some of the clubs that he had joined. How nice...
He missed his older brother...
And then one night, he opened his door to find an old acoustic guitar lying on the floor. It surprised him greatly as he quickly sneaked it in and hide it under his bed, along with the rest of his stuffs that was not meant to be in his possession.
It made him wonder. Who was it that had given him these things in secret? It couldn’t be his brother... if his brother was nearby he could have just take him away from this rotten house. It couldn’t be his old friends from middle school, they didn’t even know where he had lived. His stepmother had been so clear about not letting anyone know that his brother and him having lived inside this house. Of course, there were his father’s old friends. But they couldn’t be the ones sneaking up into his house late at night to give him things. Aside from the fact they had stopped checking up on him for some years, even they did not know about what kind of life he really had in this household.
Then... could it be? Either one of his stepbrothers were behind these kind gestures? It couldn’t be! Those two had hated him and his brother for a very long time! Why should they act nicely to him anyway? But that notion was the most likely to happen. Could it be?
Could his stepbrothers not be as bad as what he used to think they were?
Somehow, Ryo wondered if this little glimmer of hope in his heart was something that he could depend on...
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Yamapi would appear much later... once I figure out how. XDDDD
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