Butting In (Fanfic100)
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candyficsTitle: Butting In
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Yuusaku/Yukiko (General series)
Prompt: #54—air
Word Count: 401 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: A few of Yuusaku’s fans were getting a bit too enthusiastic…
Book signings and parties like this were a decidedly important part of Kudo Yuusaku’s chosen career. It was when he would meet the fans and mingle and schmooze and sign autographs and all those other important things that helped to ensure that he would continue to be published, his books would continue to sell, and he, Yukiko, and Shinichi would continue to live in comfort.
It sometimes came to pass, though, that he would find himself faced with some fans who were, ah, slightly more enthusiastic than others. And he would do his best to be polite and all that fun stuff, but he had decided that it was in his best interest to not do anything that stupid.
Especially when his darling, long-suffering wife had accompanied him to the party.
At the moment, he was trying to figure out how to fend off some such offers from a couple of women who…well, their mothers would be ashamed to hear what they were suggesting, put it that way. And they were not terribly deterred by the ring on his finger. If anything, it might have made him more attractive—at least, that was how it seemed.
Yuusaku held his hands up, glancing around for Yukiko. There were precious few ways that this could end well, especially if these two ladies did not back down or Yukiko spotted what was going on and stepped in. She could be quite the tigress when she chose. Best to try and diffuse the situation as soon as possible. “Ah, well—“
He was interrupted in his obligatory protest when a hand came to rest on his shoulder. A hand wearing what was unmistakably a wedding ring, and one that he knew all too well.
Sure enough, Yukiko sidled up beside him, seemingly materializing out of thin air. Her hand remained casually on his shoulder; she looked every inch the model and movie star she had once been, and there was a decided gleam in her eyes that spoke volumes of potential trouble. “Is everything all right, dear?”
The women stared at Yukiko. Then back at Yuusaku. Then at Yukiko again.
And suddenly, they all had somewhere else that they absolutely had to be. Very, very quickly. It was rather remarkable how fast some of them could run in stiletto heels.
When Yuusaku gave her a look, she was radiating false innocence. “Oh…did I interrupt something?”
PS. Random little ficlet. Not much to say. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Yuusaku/Yukiko (General series)
Prompt: #54—air
Word Count: 401 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: A few of Yuusaku’s fans were getting a bit too enthusiastic…
Book signings and parties like this were a decidedly important part of Kudo Yuusaku’s chosen career. It was when he would meet the fans and mingle and schmooze and sign autographs and all those other important things that helped to ensure that he would continue to be published, his books would continue to sell, and he, Yukiko, and Shinichi would continue to live in comfort.
It sometimes came to pass, though, that he would find himself faced with some fans who were, ah, slightly more enthusiastic than others. And he would do his best to be polite and all that fun stuff, but he had decided that it was in his best interest to not do anything that stupid.
Especially when his darling, long-suffering wife had accompanied him to the party.
At the moment, he was trying to figure out how to fend off some such offers from a couple of women who…well, their mothers would be ashamed to hear what they were suggesting, put it that way. And they were not terribly deterred by the ring on his finger. If anything, it might have made him more attractive—at least, that was how it seemed.
Yuusaku held his hands up, glancing around for Yukiko. There were precious few ways that this could end well, especially if these two ladies did not back down or Yukiko spotted what was going on and stepped in. She could be quite the tigress when she chose. Best to try and diffuse the situation as soon as possible. “Ah, well—“
He was interrupted in his obligatory protest when a hand came to rest on his shoulder. A hand wearing what was unmistakably a wedding ring, and one that he knew all too well.
Sure enough, Yukiko sidled up beside him, seemingly materializing out of thin air. Her hand remained casually on his shoulder; she looked every inch the model and movie star she had once been, and there was a decided gleam in her eyes that spoke volumes of potential trouble. “Is everything all right, dear?”
The women stared at Yukiko. Then back at Yuusaku. Then at Yukiko again.
And suddenly, they all had somewhere else that they absolutely had to be. Very, very quickly. It was rather remarkable how fast some of them could run in stiletto heels.
When Yuusaku gave her a look, she was radiating false innocence. “Oh…did I interrupt something?”
PS. Random little ficlet. Not much to say. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!
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Date: 2008-06-14 07:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-06-18 08:48 pm (UTC)So glad that you give them some luv~ because they don't get enough attention *nods* well done!!! ^___^
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Date: 2008-06-19 01:06 am (UTC)I think there'll be maybe two more Yuusaku/Yukiko appearances in
Thanks! \o/