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inkcanvasFandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Characters: Kasamatsu Yukio, Kise Ryouta
Genre: Gen, Crack, Silly Stuff
Rating/Status: PG / 216 words, complete
Summary: The one where Kasamatsu's life is in Kise's hands. Or (less dramatically), Kasamatsu is a passenger and Kise is the pilot.
Author's Note: This was written about a year ago when I tried to imagine what Pilot!Kise and Passenger!Kasamatsu would be like after the whole future jobs thing was released in the character bible. It was supposed to be part of a longer fic, but it refused to be anything other than crack (which would have been ridiculous for the fic I was planning). So here it is, by itself, along with a version 2 that turned out so similarly it's probably more accurate to call it version 1.1.
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500themes #115 - Deliverance.
Kasamatsu Yukio hates flying, never been very good with it— what, with being stuck in a pressurized metal tube 30,000 feet in the air and his life in the hands of some faceless people whose voices sound garbled over the speaker half the time? Yeah, not his idea of reassuring.
So he's not sure how he's supposed to feel when he runs into Kise at the airport and discovers he'd be sitting in a 13-hour flight flown by the very man. Is he supposed to be comforted or horrified?
"Ladies and gentleman, this is your handsome co-pilot speaking! We're—"
The sudden, way-too-cheerful announcement blaring through Yukio's airline headphones almost makes him leap off his seat. He rips the headphones away from his ears and scowls at it. Is the idiot trying to deafen the whole plane?
"—about to encounter some turbulence, so please return to your seats and keep your seat belts fastened until the seat belt sign has been turned off."
Yukio blanches. Horrified, he decides. Not comforted.
"And also! Please don't worry too much, Kasamatsu-senpai! I've got this!"
Definitely horrified.
At least, he thinks, no one knows who this "Kasamatsu-senpai" is supposed to be.
Yukio sinks lower in his seat.
The flight attendant moving down the aisle didn't really giggle at him, no.
/end
Characters: Kasamatsu Yukio, Kise Ryouta
Genre: Gen, Crack, Silly Stuff
Rating/Status: PG / 216 words, complete
Summary: The one where Kasamatsu's life is in Kise's hands. Or (less dramatically), Kasamatsu is a passenger and Kise is the pilot.
Author's Note: This was written about a year ago when I tried to imagine what Pilot!Kise and Passenger!Kasamatsu would be like after the whole future jobs thing was released in the character bible. It was supposed to be part of a longer fic, but it refused to be anything other than crack (which would have been ridiculous for the fic I was planning). So here it is, by itself, along with a version 2 that turned out so similarly it's probably more accurate to call it version 1.1.
Applicable prompts:
500themes #115 - Deliverance.Professionalism, Except Not Really
Kasamatsu Yukio hates flying, never been very good with it— what, with being stuck in a pressurized metal tube 30,000 feet in the air and his life in the hands of some faceless people whose voices sound garbled over the speaker half the time? Yeah, not his idea of reassuring.
So he's not sure how he's supposed to feel when he runs into Kise at the airport and discovers he'd be sitting in a 13-hour flight flown by the very man. Is he supposed to be comforted or horrified?
"Ladies and gentleman, this is your handsome co-pilot speaking! We're—"
The sudden, way-too-cheerful announcement blaring through Yukio's airline headphones almost makes him leap off his seat. He rips the headphones away from his ears and scowls at it. Is the idiot trying to deafen the whole plane?
"—about to encounter some turbulence, so please return to your seats and keep your seat belts fastened until the seat belt sign has been turned off."
Yukio blanches. Horrified, he decides. Not comforted.
"And also! Please don't worry too much, Kasamatsu-senpai! I've got this!"
Definitely horrified.
At least, he thinks, no one knows who this "Kasamatsu-senpai" is supposed to be.
Yukio sinks lower in his seat.
The flight attendant moving down the aisle didn't really giggle at him, no.
/end
