You had gone over to Ranmaru's apartment to visit him. Today was his first full day off in a long time. You'd tried to make plans so that you could spend it together doing fun things but he didn't want to get out and do anything... You couldn't blame him for that. What you could blame him for was being a jerk and telling you that he didn't want to be bothered by anyone! And by anyone he specifically meant you. Ugh.. The nerve of some people. After long periods of pouting and complaining he'd told you to come by but only if you could be quiet...
You'd done well until you noticed his shiny prized bass guitar sitting in the corner, he truly never left it anywhere far way from him. You'd gotten a random idea. You knew you could talk to him about his bass all day long and not irritate him. So you asked:
"Teach me how to play!"
"..."
"Please?"
And so, Ranmaru became Kurosaki-sensei... Possibly the harshest teacher you'd ever met.
"Oi! Don't pluck at the string so roughly, idiot!" the silver-haired idol growled.
You pout, narrowing your (e/c) eyes at him. He wasn't even looking at you! He was stretched out in the corner of the sofa, arms tucked behind his head for cushion. His eyes were closed; not that it mattered because he was facing the ceiling anyway as he barked out commands.
"You don't have to yell at me! You're supposed to be teaching me Ran!"
He sighed, "I'm supposed to be asleep. Besides, I am teaching you. It's you that's not following orders."
He could hear shuffling as you got up from the floor. He slightly opened one eye noticing that you were walking away to return the bass to its stand. He sighed heavily, smacking his lips at you as he finally sat up.
"Oi...."
You ignored him, placing it back in the corner anyway.
"Oi! Don't be stubborn!"
You scoff, "Coming from the one person in this world more stubborn than a mule."
He chuckled bitterly, "Stuff it and grab the bass."
You hesitantly grab the shiny instrument and brought it over to him. You took a seat next to him on the couch now that he allowed it. He folded his arms, resting his elbows on his knees and watched you awkwardly hold his bass with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Ok.. Listen carefully, I'm only going to tell you this once so repeat after me. It'll help you memerise it." He spat, "Where your fingers are, that's called the fret."
"Where your fingers are, that's called the fret."
"Moron, that's not what I want you to repeat."
"What?! You just said–"
"Shh." he shushed, "Watch carefully and repeat this."
You nod and watch intently as he pointed out each string from the thickest one to the thinnest one.
"E. A. D. G."
"E. A. D. G."
"Good. Do you know what a chord is?"
"Chord...Chord... That's the name of the strings right?"
"Dummy. I just told you the name of the strings! Why would you ask that? Are you paying attention? You play a chord!"
"You play a string too!"
He sighed, "Whatever. Listen, I'm going to teach three basic chords. All you have to do is remember them. I don't play chords often as a bassist but..."
You nod. He taught you how to play the simplest chords he could think of. He patiently showed you step by step. Now it was time for you to show him that you hadn't been wasting his time. You played the first chord he taught you...
"Wrong!" Ranmaru playfully whacked your head with a thin magazine.
2nd attempt.
"Not even close!" he spat smacking your head again.
3rd attempt.
"Moron, did you pay attention to anything I just showed you?" he asked hitting your head once more.
"Enough Ranmaru! Don't call me that! My name's not Idiot, Moron, or Stoopid! My name is ________! Stop calling me names! Stop hitting my head!"
He frowned, "Oi, why are you getting so upset?"
He asked in a softer tone, one that betrayed the harsh look he gave you.
"Because you're being meaner than usual... That's it I quit. I never want to learn how to play like you if this is how you're going to be." you cried, lowering your head.
Before you knew it Ranmaru placed a soft peck on your forehead. Startled you lift your head only for your lips to meet his. The kiss was deep yet gentle. Ranmaru immediately turned away to hide his pink cheeks and sighed,
"Tch..What fun is it if you're just going to give up? Wasting my time like this... You're such a moron."
"There you go again! I'm not a moron!"
"You're my moron."
"Ran!"
"Shut up, I'm only teasing." he smiled softly, wrapping his arm around your waist before kissing you once more.
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