[Fic] Costume party
Title: Costume party
Pairing: KameDa
Genre: fluff? totally and utterly failed crack
Rating: PG-13 i guess
Summary: A themed party. Senpais trying to pass as their juniors. And a surprise. [I know, summary makes no sense XD]
Disclaimer: I own their hearts.... no, wait... it's the other way around *sigh*
A/N: The third drabble from the '10 drabble meme' running around here XD This was hinatah 's prompt, so this is for you, love.
A/N 2: Yes, I'm very well aware that it exceeds the length of a drabble. You can just consider it a long drabble or a short one-shot ^^
Warning: um... excuse the bakaness? *bricked*
~*~*~
“Kame~ what's with that... outfit?”
Said man turned around, only to be met by a raised eyebrow.
“What outfit?” he asked innocently.
“That.”
“Oh... it's my costume for the party.” he threw a huge grin at his bandmate.
“And it's supposed to be... what?”
“Can't you recognize who I'm impersonating?”
“No.”
“What's with you?” it was his turn to raise an eyebrow.
“Nothing.”
“Right. And my name is 'Akanishi Jin'.” he let out and rolled his eyes.
“Sometimes you seem to be him.” he heard the other mutter.
“What was that?”
Tatsuya shot his eyes back at him, but seeing the expression Kame was wearing, he tried to get out of the situation he created.
“I-I said that sometimes you... dress to thin.” he let out a guilty smile. “I'm wearing this.”
“No you're not.” Kame said plainly and smiled shyly. “You're wearing this.”
“I hate you.” the older one let out as he saw the costume Kame was holding.
“It's this or you get to be Chuck Norris.”
“He's not even dead.” Tatsuya let out, frowning a bit.
“So what?” Kazuya stuttered, making the other sigh.
“The Chuck Norris it is.”
“Nope, you're still wearing this.” a malicious smile made its was across Kazuya's face, making the older one sigh.
“Fine.”
Later that night, in the jimusho basement
“I still don't understand why the party is being held here.” Koki let out.
“I told you before... it's the safest place.” Kame couldn't understand why Koki of all people didn't get why the party was held there.
“But why dress like dead Hollywood stars, Kame?” Junno asked as he inspected his outfit once more.
“Because it's the theme Eito and NewS chose.”
“Sure, and you just went along with them, eh?” Maru asked plainly.
“Shut up, you look good in that.” Kame grinned. “Where's Tatsuya?”
“I'm... here.”
All four men looked in the direction the voice was coming from.
“What's with that bear outfit on you?” Kame asked, making his way towards the older one, wanting to take off the big head.
“Don't touch it.” he hissed and Kame backed off.
“Sensitive much, princess?”
“Oi!”
“Kame, leave him alone. Or are you turning into Ryo?” he heard Koki chuckle.
“What about me?” a head popped between Junno and Maru, startling them.
“What the hell?” the two jumped aside seeing how creepy Ryo looked.
“What's with the outfit?”
“It's what that idiot Pi made me wear.”
“Charlie Chaplin? Seriously?”
“Don't laugh, Kamenashi!”
“Don't yell at him, Nishikido!” a voice was heard and everyone turned their gazes at Tat-chan, who still had his face covered.
“Oh?” Ryo raised an eyebrow. “And what are you supposed to be? A bear?”
“Not exactly.”
“Ma~ let's not fight here, ok? Let's go in. Ryo, are the others here?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.”
As they opened the door, they could hear the noise mixed with music that was coming from inside. All six men went in and mingled among the others. Kame was surprised to see also some of the sempais, supposedly dressed in different costumes, maybe thinking that they could fool their juniors.
“Thank God our juniors weren't invited.” Maru let out, a bit concerned about what might have happened if even their juniors were there.
“Ne, isn't that Yamada and his gang?”
“Huh? Where?”
Maru eventually saw them and made sure no more juniors were inside. It was a party for the grown-ups, why would the children attend?
About two hours later
“Mou, Tat-chan~ take that bear suit off! It's too *hic* cute for your own good~”
“No, Kame. Take your hands off! Go jump on the afro-looking guy over there.”
“What afro- hey!” Kame let out as he felt himself be pushed off from the older one's lap.
Tatsuya just sat on the couch, one of the only who were still sober. Seeing Kame run off to... somewhere, he took his time studying the costumes, debating with himself whether he should take the bear costume off and join the others. But... he could almost wager all his money on the fact that the others would make fun of him. And the fact that everyone was massively drinking and smoking all sorts of... stuff didn't help.
How the hell did he make me wear this, I have no idea whatsoever. And why this? Ryo looks pretty... dorky-cool like that, Koki looks interesting in his Al Capone outfit; KimuTaku... well, at least someone's dressed almost as I am... and... hell, even Maru looks cool!
“May I have your attention please?” a voice was heard trying to speak over everyone. “Thank you. Well, ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to announce that I'll be your-”
“Get off the stage, Matsumoto!” There was a voice in the crowd that shouted, desperate eyes trying to find the said man.
“Who the hell are you? Don't you know it's a themed party? Bob Marley wasn't a Hollywood star!”
Tat-chan noticed it was the afro/rasta/whatever looking guy he saw earlier. In the moment the man on the stage threw his rude question, the form in the crowd took his sunglasses off, surprising everyone.
“Akanishi? What are you doing here?”
The said man didn't answer but got on stage and almost shoved the other off.
“Ok, so... first of all it's good to be back. Second... thank you Matsumoto for guessing my outfit. Third... there will be a miss and mister contest tonight, so be careful with how you act and-”
“Give me back my microphone, idiot!”
“Get away from me, Matsumoto! Let... me... finish!” he pushed the other off the stage. “Good. Ok, getting back... so... try not to drink too much or smoke too much, since we want you sober enough.” he let out and got off the stage.
Tatsuya turned back to his thoughts. Well, since Kame is Clark Gable, I can be who he picked me to be, right? Thinking that, Tat-chan got up and went to the bathroom.
Meanwhile
While Tatsuya was in the bathroom, dealing with his costume, Kame was smoking something Jin brought, together with him, Tackey, Koki and KimuTaku. Their pretty intelligent conversation was already going downhill, mixing itself with the four guys' perverseness, Jin's bakaness and other elements thrown together. The youngest among them was slowly starting to see all sorts of animals and insects crawling about, making Jin jump up once or twice when he said the older one had a spider on his shoulder.
At one point, Kame noticed the silence in the room and saw everyone staring in a certain point. As he turned his head curiously, he saw Tatsuya in the white dress he gave him, a blond wig with a '30s hairstyle, a bit of black liner and a lot of intense red lipstick, looking shyly at everyone. In the corner of his eye, Kazuya saw Nishikido walking up to Tat-chan, standing dangerously close to him. The young man frowned, gave the pot to someone else, got up and marched into their direction.
“Nishikido, hands off.” he growled and threw his friend daggers with his gaze. Said man backed off, knowing that it wasn't a good idea to mess with an angry Kamenashi.
Kame turned to Tat-chan and smiled.
“Come on, the party's just getting started.” his smiled grew wider, into a huge grin as he dragged the older one along. He could feel the envious stares the other Johnnies were sending him and he felt proud.
When they got back to their table, Kame saw Jin and the others stare with their mouths open at Tatsuya. He sat down near Kame and in an instant Jin was at his side, trying to hit on him, seemingly not knowing it was actually Tat-chan. Kame tried to shoo him away, but to no avail. Akanishi seemed shocked when the younger one told him who the 'hot chick' was. But after a few seconds - until Jin got back to his senses - he started hitting on Tatsuya more and more obvious. That's when Kame got mad, stood up and stared at Jin, frowning.
“Akanishi, I thought I told you to stop it. I though he told you to stop it. Why can't you get it through your thick skull?” he narrowed his eyes.
At that point, everyone around them stared in silence, only the music being heard. Kame grabbed Tat-chan's wrist and made him get up.
“Now leave my Marilyn Monroe alone, you... you... rasta man!”
“It's Bob Marley!”
“Whatever!” he let out, more like shouted, turning his back on Jin and dragging Tatsuya out of the room, leaving everyone stunned. Maru soon got up and somehow managed to make the others get back to what they were doing, patting Jin's shoulder as he passed by him.
Outside the room
“Are you ok, Tat-chan?” he looked at his older bandmate concerned.
“I... am.”
“Sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Ok then. Do you want to go b-”
“Why did you say I was your Marilyn Monroe?” he asked, not looking at Kame, as he was fidgeting in his spot.
“Because...” he saw Kame approach him, smiling. “... you are.”
Tatsuya shot his eyes at the younger one, not knowing what to think of the situation. Soon enough, he felt Kazuya's soft hand caressing his face, making his heart beat faster and faster. Right when he was about to say something, the younger one crashed their lips together, gripping Tatsuya's nape and bringing him as close as possible. It was a long, needy kiss in which both of them poured their deepest feelings, whether they noticed it or not. Before even realizing, Tatsuya deepened the kiss, wanting more and more from the other, from the man who was beside him every time he needed it; from the man who always saved him from Ryo's clutches and Jin's teasing. He brought the younger one closer, breaking the kiss only to attack his neck.
“Tat-chan... let's... get out... of here.” Kazuya let out, panting from the pleasure he was receiving.
“My place or your place?”
“Yours is sound-proof.”
“True.” he let out a soft chuckle and brought his hand up to Kazuya's face. The younger one wanted to guide him away, but the older one stopped, a question crossing his mind. “Wait. Weren't you into Jin? You sure seemed to be totally in love with him.” he let out, rolling his eyes as he remembered what an idiot their ex-band member could be sometimes.
“We're just best friends.” Kazuya let out, tracing a line from Tatsuya's neck, down to his waist, encircling it. “Let's go.” he smiled and was about to drag the older one away when they saw a head popping out through the door.
“Sorry to interrupt, but I think it's better for you two to come back inside for a few moments.”
“Why? Another one of your bandmate's lame jokes?” Tatsuya let out, annoyed to no end that Yamapi dared to interrupt them.
“Ryo's got nothing to do with this. Now come on.”
As the two entered behind Farah Fawcet-Yamapi, everyone started applauding them as they passed by.
“What the hell?”
“Kamenashi, Ueda, I'm proud to announce you that-”
“Get off the stage, Matsumoto!”
“Shut up, Bakanishi. It's my turn!” everyone rolled their eyes seeing the two fight, everyone knowing why there was tension between them. Someone even shouted out “You should get laid already!” and everyone started laughing, making the two turn crimson red. Seeing their state, KimuTaku took the mic away from them.
“Eetoo... minna-san, I'm proud to present the best costumes of this night. Drum roll please.” Maru started beatboxing the sound of drums rolling and everyone started laughing. “Thank you, Nakamaru-kun. And the winners are.... miss Marilyn Monroe and...”
Please let it be Kame. Please. Tatsuya hoped.
“... mister Charlie Chaplin.”
Everyone started applauding them as the two went to the stage. Well, more like Tat-chan was forced on to the stage.
“Oh no you don't.” the older one felt a grip on his hand and looked back only to see Kazuya frowning at the others. “Choose someone else. These two won't be on the same stage.” he let out and once again dragged his bandmate out of the room, into his car and then into Tatsuya's apartment.
Good thing the place was sound-proof.
Pairing: KameDa
Genre: fluff? totally and utterly failed crack
Rating: PG-13 i guess
Summary: A themed party. Senpais trying to pass as their juniors. And a surprise. [I know, summary makes no sense XD]
Disclaimer: I own their hearts.... no, wait... it's the other way around *sigh*
A/N: The third drabble from the '10 drabble meme' running around here XD This was hinatah 's prompt, so this is for you, love.
A/N 2: Yes, I'm very well aware that it exceeds the length of a drabble. You can just consider it a long drabble or a short one-shot ^^
Warning: um... excuse the bakaness? *bricked*
~*~*~
“Kame~ what's with that... outfit?”
Said man turned around, only to be met by a raised eyebrow.
“What outfit?” he asked innocently.
“That.”
“Oh... it's my costume for the party.” he threw a huge grin at his bandmate.
“And it's supposed to be... what?”
“Can't you recognize who I'm impersonating?”
“No.”
“What's with you?” it was his turn to raise an eyebrow.
“Nothing.”
“Right. And my name is 'Akanishi Jin'.” he let out and rolled his eyes.
“Sometimes you seem to be him.” he heard the other mutter.
“What was that?”
Tatsuya shot his eyes back at him, but seeing the expression Kame was wearing, he tried to get out of the situation he created.
“I-I said that sometimes you... dress to thin.” he let out a guilty smile. “I'm wearing this.”
“No you're not.” Kame said plainly and smiled shyly. “You're wearing this.”
“I hate you.” the older one let out as he saw the costume Kame was holding.
“It's this or you get to be Chuck Norris.”
“He's not even dead.” Tatsuya let out, frowning a bit.
“So what?” Kazuya stuttered, making the other sigh.
“The Chuck Norris it is.”
“Nope, you're still wearing this.” a malicious smile made its was across Kazuya's face, making the older one sigh.
“Fine.”
Later that night, in the jimusho basement
“I still don't understand why the party is being held here.” Koki let out.
“I told you before... it's the safest place.” Kame couldn't understand why Koki of all people didn't get why the party was held there.
“But why dress like dead Hollywood stars, Kame?” Junno asked as he inspected his outfit once more.
“Because it's the theme Eito and NewS chose.”
“Sure, and you just went along with them, eh?” Maru asked plainly.
“Shut up, you look good in that.” Kame grinned. “Where's Tatsuya?”
“I'm... here.”
All four men looked in the direction the voice was coming from.
“What's with that bear outfit on you?” Kame asked, making his way towards the older one, wanting to take off the big head.
“Don't touch it.” he hissed and Kame backed off.
“Sensitive much, princess?”
“Oi!”
“Kame, leave him alone. Or are you turning into Ryo?” he heard Koki chuckle.
“What about me?” a head popped between Junno and Maru, startling them.
“What the hell?” the two jumped aside seeing how creepy Ryo looked.
“What's with the outfit?”
“It's what that idiot Pi made me wear.”
“Charlie Chaplin? Seriously?”
“Don't laugh, Kamenashi!”
“Don't yell at him, Nishikido!” a voice was heard and everyone turned their gazes at Tat-chan, who still had his face covered.
“Oh?” Ryo raised an eyebrow. “And what are you supposed to be? A bear?”
“Not exactly.”
“Ma~ let's not fight here, ok? Let's go in. Ryo, are the others here?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.”
As they opened the door, they could hear the noise mixed with music that was coming from inside. All six men went in and mingled among the others. Kame was surprised to see also some of the sempais, supposedly dressed in different costumes, maybe thinking that they could fool their juniors.
“Thank God our juniors weren't invited.” Maru let out, a bit concerned about what might have happened if even their juniors were there.
“Ne, isn't that Yamada and his gang?”
“Huh? Where?”
Maru eventually saw them and made sure no more juniors were inside. It was a party for the grown-ups, why would the children attend?
About two hours later
“Mou, Tat-chan~ take that bear suit off! It's too *hic* cute for your own good~”
“No, Kame. Take your hands off! Go jump on the afro-looking guy over there.”
“What afro- hey!” Kame let out as he felt himself be pushed off from the older one's lap.
Tatsuya just sat on the couch, one of the only who were still sober. Seeing Kame run off to... somewhere, he took his time studying the costumes, debating with himself whether he should take the bear costume off and join the others. But... he could almost wager all his money on the fact that the others would make fun of him. And the fact that everyone was massively drinking and smoking all sorts of... stuff didn't help.
How the hell did he make me wear this, I have no idea whatsoever. And why this? Ryo looks pretty... dorky-cool like that, Koki looks interesting in his Al Capone outfit; KimuTaku... well, at least someone's dressed almost as I am... and... hell, even Maru looks cool!
“May I have your attention please?” a voice was heard trying to speak over everyone. “Thank you. Well, ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to announce that I'll be your-”
“Get off the stage, Matsumoto!” There was a voice in the crowd that shouted, desperate eyes trying to find the said man.
“Who the hell are you? Don't you know it's a themed party? Bob Marley wasn't a Hollywood star!”
Tat-chan noticed it was the afro/rasta/whatever looking guy he saw earlier. In the moment the man on the stage threw his rude question, the form in the crowd took his sunglasses off, surprising everyone.
“Akanishi? What are you doing here?”
The said man didn't answer but got on stage and almost shoved the other off.
“Ok, so... first of all it's good to be back. Second... thank you Matsumoto for guessing my outfit. Third... there will be a miss and mister contest tonight, so be careful with how you act and-”
“Give me back my microphone, idiot!”
“Get away from me, Matsumoto! Let... me... finish!” he pushed the other off the stage. “Good. Ok, getting back... so... try not to drink too much or smoke too much, since we want you sober enough.” he let out and got off the stage.
Tatsuya turned back to his thoughts. Well, since Kame is Clark Gable, I can be who he picked me to be, right? Thinking that, Tat-chan got up and went to the bathroom.
Meanwhile
While Tatsuya was in the bathroom, dealing with his costume, Kame was smoking something Jin brought, together with him, Tackey, Koki and KimuTaku. Their pretty intelligent conversation was already going downhill, mixing itself with the four guys' perverseness, Jin's bakaness and other elements thrown together. The youngest among them was slowly starting to see all sorts of animals and insects crawling about, making Jin jump up once or twice when he said the older one had a spider on his shoulder.
At one point, Kame noticed the silence in the room and saw everyone staring in a certain point. As he turned his head curiously, he saw Tatsuya in the white dress he gave him, a blond wig with a '30s hairstyle, a bit of black liner and a lot of intense red lipstick, looking shyly at everyone. In the corner of his eye, Kazuya saw Nishikido walking up to Tat-chan, standing dangerously close to him. The young man frowned, gave the pot to someone else, got up and marched into their direction.
“Nishikido, hands off.” he growled and threw his friend daggers with his gaze. Said man backed off, knowing that it wasn't a good idea to mess with an angry Kamenashi.
Kame turned to Tat-chan and smiled.
“Come on, the party's just getting started.” his smiled grew wider, into a huge grin as he dragged the older one along. He could feel the envious stares the other Johnnies were sending him and he felt proud.
When they got back to their table, Kame saw Jin and the others stare with their mouths open at Tatsuya. He sat down near Kame and in an instant Jin was at his side, trying to hit on him, seemingly not knowing it was actually Tat-chan. Kame tried to shoo him away, but to no avail. Akanishi seemed shocked when the younger one told him who the 'hot chick' was. But after a few seconds - until Jin got back to his senses - he started hitting on Tatsuya more and more obvious. That's when Kame got mad, stood up and stared at Jin, frowning.
“Akanishi, I thought I told you to stop it. I though he told you to stop it. Why can't you get it through your thick skull?” he narrowed his eyes.
At that point, everyone around them stared in silence, only the music being heard. Kame grabbed Tat-chan's wrist and made him get up.
“Now leave my Marilyn Monroe alone, you... you... rasta man!”
“It's Bob Marley!”
“Whatever!” he let out, more like shouted, turning his back on Jin and dragging Tatsuya out of the room, leaving everyone stunned. Maru soon got up and somehow managed to make the others get back to what they were doing, patting Jin's shoulder as he passed by him.
Outside the room
“Are you ok, Tat-chan?” he looked at his older bandmate concerned.
“I... am.”
“Sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Ok then. Do you want to go b-”
“Why did you say I was your Marilyn Monroe?” he asked, not looking at Kame, as he was fidgeting in his spot.
“Because...” he saw Kame approach him, smiling. “... you are.”
Tatsuya shot his eyes at the younger one, not knowing what to think of the situation. Soon enough, he felt Kazuya's soft hand caressing his face, making his heart beat faster and faster. Right when he was about to say something, the younger one crashed their lips together, gripping Tatsuya's nape and bringing him as close as possible. It was a long, needy kiss in which both of them poured their deepest feelings, whether they noticed it or not. Before even realizing, Tatsuya deepened the kiss, wanting more and more from the other, from the man who was beside him every time he needed it; from the man who always saved him from Ryo's clutches and Jin's teasing. He brought the younger one closer, breaking the kiss only to attack his neck.
“Tat-chan... let's... get out... of here.” Kazuya let out, panting from the pleasure he was receiving.
“My place or your place?”
“Yours is sound-proof.”
“True.” he let out a soft chuckle and brought his hand up to Kazuya's face. The younger one wanted to guide him away, but the older one stopped, a question crossing his mind. “Wait. Weren't you into Jin? You sure seemed to be totally in love with him.” he let out, rolling his eyes as he remembered what an idiot their ex-band member could be sometimes.
“We're just best friends.” Kazuya let out, tracing a line from Tatsuya's neck, down to his waist, encircling it. “Let's go.” he smiled and was about to drag the older one away when they saw a head popping out through the door.
“Sorry to interrupt, but I think it's better for you two to come back inside for a few moments.”
“Why? Another one of your bandmate's lame jokes?” Tatsuya let out, annoyed to no end that Yamapi dared to interrupt them.
“Ryo's got nothing to do with this. Now come on.”
As the two entered behind Farah Fawcet-Yamapi, everyone started applauding them as they passed by.
“What the hell?”
“Kamenashi, Ueda, I'm proud to announce you that-”
“Get off the stage, Matsumoto!”
“Shut up, Bakanishi. It's my turn!” everyone rolled their eyes seeing the two fight, everyone knowing why there was tension between them. Someone even shouted out “You should get laid already!” and everyone started laughing, making the two turn crimson red. Seeing their state, KimuTaku took the mic away from them.
“Eetoo... minna-san, I'm proud to present the best costumes of this night. Drum roll please.” Maru started beatboxing the sound of drums rolling and everyone started laughing. “Thank you, Nakamaru-kun. And the winners are.... miss Marilyn Monroe and...”
Please let it be Kame. Please. Tatsuya hoped.
“... mister Charlie Chaplin.”
Everyone started applauding them as the two went to the stage. Well, more like Tat-chan was forced on to the stage.
“Oh no you don't.” the older one felt a grip on his hand and looked back only to see Kazuya frowning at the others. “Choose someone else. These two won't be on the same stage.” he let out and once again dragged his bandmate out of the room, into his car and then into Tatsuya's apartment.
Good thing the place was sound-proof.