[Fan Fic] Fragments - Chapter 16
Title: Fragments
Author: blinkbling24
Pairing: Akame, Kokame
Genre: Angst, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17 (As there will be smut in subsequent chapters)
Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own them, because if I did, this fic would be in video instead of just words.
Warning: Fic is unbeta-ed, so please excuse the grammer/spelling mistakes, if any.
Summary: In life and love, you can’t have everything that you want, or can you?
A/N: This is my first multi-chaptered fic. I don’t know how long this will be yet. I’ll see how it goes as I write. This story is set in the near past, but will go back to the further past and play around with the timeline quite a bit, and it might get a little messy. I’ll try to be as faithful to the timeline as possible, but my memory might not serve me well, and I might just change things a bit and add a few imaginary dates, using my creative license.
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Chapter 16
Mid 2004, signing of the Gokusen 2 contract
The two Johnny Juniors sat side by side in the biggest conference room in the JE building. They felt so small, sitting at one end of the vast conference table, fidgeting at the very serious and very adult atmosphere in the room. Jin looked around him, wondering why this time felt different from all the other times he had signed drama contracts. This was not his first drama, and not the first drama that he’s in a starring role. In fact, he was going to start filming that Christmas drama special soon.
His companion, sitting next to him, was another matter. Kame hardly had any drama roles since he came into the jimusho. Even if he did, it was always in supporting, bite-sized roles, with the exception of the Kinpachi 5 years ago.
Jin looked at Kame who was playing with his fingers under the table, staring at the table surface as though there was something very interesting on it. Jin often forgot that Kame was 2 years younger than he was. Kame had always presented himself as mature and self-confident, albeit a bit reserved and cautious behind the cameras. But today, the 2 years in teenage years seemed like they were 10 years apart instead. It was times like these that Jin felt like an older, protective brother, rather than simply a good friend.
Kame had all the right to be nervous, this was after all, his very first major starring role. Jin realized that he was feeling sympathetically nervous, as though the nervousness had run through Kame into him.
“Hey, are you alright?” Jin whispered, seeing that the adult suits were distracted, talking in a corner, preparing the documents and taking the opportunity to calm his friend down.
Kame nodded, “I’m just nervous.”
“C’mon Kame, being in this business and all, I would have thought ‘nervous’ was no longer a feeling for us,” Jin teased good-naturedly.
Managing a quiet laugh, Kame replied, “I know, it’s just, I feel the responsibility of this role. Matsumoto Jun-kun set the bar so high for the first season, I don’t know if I can rise to it…..”
Jin chuckled, shaking his head, “Kame, you’re such a worrywart. Quit behaving like an old man. And besides, you’re not carrying this drama alone, I’m here with you.”
“I couldn’t get rid of you even if I wanted to,” Kame finally smiled and stopped the infuriating hands twisting.
“I’m glad you know it. I’m going to annoy you for a very long time,” Jin grinned.
Jabbing Jin in the ribs, and earning himself one in return, Kame said, “I look forward to it.”
***
“Boys, not that you have any say in the matter, your signatures are more of a formality than anything else, your roles are already set in stone, but before you sign, I want to stress the importance of this role, of this drama, for the both of you.”
Kame and Jin stared intently at their manager, KAT-TUN’s manager.
“We’re listening,” Jin tried to lighten the mood.
“It was on purpose that we persuaded the production house to cast both of you as the leads. It is important that you do well, for KAT-TUN’s sake.”
“What do you mean?” Kame’s eyes widened.
“This drama is important if you want KAT-TUN to debut. Your peers, NEWS and Kanjani8 are moving along nicely, despite their scandals, but KAT-TUN seems stuck. Your group’s petty fights and disputes are not helping things, not where the upper management is concerned.”
“We’re popular enough, and I don’t give a shit whether we debut or not,” Jin muttered callously, not particularly having any affection for the group he was forced into some years ago, although he had to admit that he had since become friends, some on a better level than others, with the rest of the group.
Kame cast Jin a look of disdain, and Jin, slightly withered by that look, stood down, putting his hands up in surrender for extra effect.
“Manager-san, we’re much better now,” Kame explained.
“Yes, the management can see that. That’s the reason for the opportunity for both of you to be in this drama. It’s no secret that Akanishi-kun’s popularity is the reason KAT-TUN has not completely fallen off the radar, and Kamenashi-kun? You come a close second. Since you’re the ‘K’ and ‘A’ in the group, this drama, if you do well, should catapult KAT-TUN way above the radar, and your debut will come soon.”
Jin acknowledged the manager’s word with a sigh. Kame, on the other hand, listened well, and took it seriously. This job was all he had, having made the decision to drop out of high school. He had sacrificed so much already, giving up a career in professional baseball, for this job in this world that seemed too big for him. Kame tossed a glance at his nonchalant friend. Jin wore fame so easily, like it was a comfortable suit specially made for him. For Kame, it was a little different. To him, it was like a suit already there, and he had to try to fit into it.
Hearing that he was second to Jin in the popularity made him doubt himself a little, as though all his hard work was not good enough. But, he could not be mad, because it was Jin, his best friend. If Kame was to be a shadow to anyone, it would be Jin, and he was contented with that.
“Boys, did you hear me?”
“I hear you,” Jin responded, and flicked the top of the pen off and signed with flourish. Kame nodded and signed as well, carefully and determinedly.
***
The boys, having been shoo-ed back to join the rest of KAT-TUN for dance lesson, talked as they walked along the long corridors.
“Kame, Kazuya, you take things too seriously sometimes. Loosen up a little, man,” Jin remarked.
“This is our job, Jin, we have to do well, prove our worth,” Kame replied.
“Why should I prove my worth? I’m already worthy. This jimusho is lucky to have me,” Jin smirked.
“Your ego knows no bounds,” Kame was good at sarcasm.
Jin chuckled, but became serious in that split second.
“I mean it Kazuya, don’t let this job suck the life out of you.”
“It’s easy for you to say, Jin. Things just simply fall on your lap.”
Shrugging, Jin said truthfully, “Yeah, well, I didn’t really ask for any of it. It still amuses me to be here, that’s all. One day, if I get sick of everything, I’ll leave. I really will.”
“Jin, you don’t mean that.” The thought of Jin not being around, not seeing Jin’s shining eyes when the work day got too hard, gripped Kame in a way that it hurt slightly.
Hearing the tinge of dejection in Kame’s voice, Jin turned and said, “Hmmm….maybe not. How could I leave when my dear friend here is determined to bust his ass in this line? I need to be around to deflate his big ego when he gets all shimmery and popular.”
“Idiot!” Kame tried to kick Jin, but Jin moved swiftly away.
“Seriously Kazuya,” Jin moved to walk beside Kame once more, “this drama, don’t worry about it. We’ll do good. It’ll be you and me, and we’ll do good.”
“I know we will, Jin, I know we will.”
***
August 2008, just after the Queen of Pirates concert tour
For the first time in a long time, Kame was a in a good mood. There were several things lined up, making his schedule unbelievably full, Dreamboys, a new drama about wine, a new song recorded for that drama, and the fact that he had just signed a contract that made him beam like an idiot everywhere he went. A role in a movie, and not a small role, but a major supporting role, reprising Odagiri Ryu in Gokusen the Movie. It was the one thing he was aiming for, and things could only look up from here on. KAT-TUN was in full force, and seemed stable, and Kame felt he could take a breather and feel selfish for once. A movie role. His very first one.
The knowledge that Nakamaru had the first significant movie role in KAT-TUN did not bug Kame one bit. Nakamaru’s movie did decently at the box office, but Kame was certain that this movie, his movie, would far surpass Nakamaru’s ratings. After all, Kame had to admit, even though Nakamaru was a friend, that in Sushi Oji, Nakamaru was not acting, he was just being himself. Kame’s role, on the other hand, was one that required acting skills, skills that he knew he had more than the rest of KAT-TUN combined. And well, Jin’s voice acting hardly counted as a movie role, even if it was for a Hollywood movie. Kame was willing to let Jin’s name ghost his thoughts, even in contempt. No one, not even Akanishi Jin was upsetting him today.
It was with this mood that he cornered Koki in the changing room, one of the rare times that it was only the two of them. KAT-TUN was on a well-earned break after the tour. Kame and Koki, however, although considerably lightened, did not have their schedules completely clear. They still had to show up for Dreamboys rehearsals, the stage show was to start in a couple of weeks’ time.
“Koki…” Kame breathed as he kissed his boyfriend full on the lips, savouring the familiar taste that sent a warmth down his body towards his groin. Kame peppered Koki’s face with kisses as he pulled him towards the couch, pushing him down and straddling him. Kame grinded their groins together, and Koki groaned with need, already turned on by his extremely hot boyfriend.
“You’re in a good mood,” Koki panted between returning Kame’s kisses with slurpy ones of his own.
“I am,” Kame whispered before biting Koki’s ear, “I signed the movie contract a few minutes ago.” Kame’s hands tucked underneath Koki’s t-shirt, feeling the expanse of skin.
Koki moaned and sank further into the couch, “My Kame-chan…..hnnnn…..in a m..m…movie,” Kame was tweaking Koki’s nipples, making it hard for Koki to form his words.
“I will indeed be….you’ll love to see me on the big screen, won’t you? It will turn you on so much,” Kame dug down into Koki’s track pants, pushing it down to his knees, to reveal Koki’s erection that turned just that bit harder with Kame’s words.
“Kame-chan….K..Kame…..”Koki gasped as Kame began pumping his length. Koki's arms went around Kame’s waist, pushing down Kame’s similar track pants to caress the round pertness of Kame’s ass. Distracted from Kame’s kisses and whatever Kame was doing to his cock, Koki moved his hands erratically up and down Kame’s crack, occasionally inserting a finger to rim around Kame’s tight hole.
“Mmmm…Koki….sweetie…..” Kame groaned as he lifted himself higher, for Koki to gain better access. Koki brought his fingers to Kame’s lips, and watched glossy-eyed as Kame licked and slurped them, all the while pumping his cock, up and down, up and down, faster and faster, until Koki lost sight of everything else but for the beauty before him.
Koki brought his fingers, wet with Kame’s saliva, back to Kame’s ass, inserting one, and then two fingers into Kame, moving and curling, feeling the hot slickness and writhing impatiently, wanting desperately to replace them with his cock.
Kame bit down on Koki’s shoulder as he felt Koki’s fingers deep within him, touching, stroking his walls, brushing teasing against his prostate, causing to jolt and whimper, wanting more, needing more.
“Koki….” Kame sighed, as he pushed off to remove his pants, tossing them haphazard on the floor before staddling Koki again. He lowered himself onto Koki’s erect cock, making a sound at the back of his throat that Koki mirrored. “Koki…..” Kame muttered, taking hold of Koki’s hand, lying it on his own cock, as he rocked sensually, feeling Koki’s thick length pushing in, filling him.
“Hnnn….feels…fucking…good…Kame….love…..you…..” Koki could barely keep his thoughts together as he stroked Kame's hardened length.
“Koki…Koki…..oh god….Koki…..” Kame mumbled as he climbed higher and higher with pleasure, Koki’s hand doing its job, and Kame felt his orgasm right at the tip.
“Kame-chan…..I’m……hnnn……aergh…..coming……” Koki took in a hard breath before jerking his orgasm, eyes closed, filling Kame with warm semen. Kame slowed his rocking to guide Koki down from his high, moaning and groaning to the pace of Koki’s hand, now moving with much more speed and clarity.
It was just then, that Kame opened his eyes to see the door of the rehearsal room in his line of vision. The door was open, and standing there, was Akanishi Jin, hand on door knob, watching. Kame tilted his head back and let out a loud wanton moan. Kame came hard, shivering, clutching Koki’s sweaty body tight, to the pained and tortured expression on Jin’s face.
***
“Damn him, damn that Kamenashi,” Jin muttered bitterly as he slammed his hand hard on the metal stall, making the sound reverberate sickeningly throughout the secluded basement men’s toilet. Jin groaned as his hand made its way to unbuckle his belt and unzip his fly, letting out the painful erection that he could not control from happening when he walked in on Kame and Koki having sex.
He knew it was a bad idea to come to the office on his day off, but when his manager said that it was something important and concerned his future as an idol, he had no choice. Why didn’t he follow his first instinct and push the appointment to some other day? Jin berated himself as he hissed when his cock sprung forward, out of its confines. He palmed it as he closed his eyes, getting off on the image of orgasmic Kame, face flushed, lips sensuously parted, hair sweaty at the tips. Beautiful, beautiful Kazuya.
“Kazuya……K..Kazuya…..” Jin groaned as his cock got thicker and harder in his hand. He speed up his movement, thinking how he wanted it to be him on the couch, not Koki, thinking of how his name sounded on Kame’s lips.
“Kazuya…..” Kame did not owe him anything, thought Jin as he felt the uncomfortable wave of an orgasm not far off. Jin chose to give in to Kame, Jin chose to break the bonds of brotherhood with Koki by plunging again and again into irresistible Kamenashi Kazuya, wanting thirstily to hear the lilting voice of Kame in heat, writhing beneath him, wanting him.
But Kame, Kame, Jin bit on his lip as his thumb plugged the tip of his cock, savouring the tightness for just that bit longer. Kame spread his legs willingly, betraying the commitment he has with Koki. What did that make Kame? What exactly did that make Kame? What was going on? What possessed them to act like this? It was wrong, but Jin knew he did not want to stop. Kazuya, with his piercing brown eyes, and dark red hole, calling to him, pulling him in.
“Kazuya…..K..K..KAZUYA….” Jin shouted hopelessly as he pulled at his cock rapidly, coming with such force that his cum spewed messily onto the closed toilet stall door.
Jin panted, catching his breath. He unrolled copious amount of toilet paper and cleaned himself, and then the toilet door. His body had found temporary release, but his mind was still in turmoil. After he finished cleaning, he sat down heavily on the lidded toilet and buried his face in his hands. It was then, that his cell phone vibrated. It must be Shirota Yuu, they had arranged to meet for a night of debauchery.
“The Hilton in Shinjuku. Junior suite 2012. I want you.”
***
“I’m celebrating,” Kame greeted Jin as he opened the door of the suite with a champagne flute in hand. Jin remained silent as he stepped into the room, body trembling to keep control. He had just blown his friend off on a night of booze and women, to a night that was way more dangerous. But, Jin could not resist. He was under Kame’s spell.
Jin gulped when he noticed that Kame was wearing nothing but the hotel’s complimentary yukata. Even though Kame had tied it securely, Jin knew that Kame was completely naked underneath, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants. Jin shifted awkwardly and walked towards the bay windows. Jin looked out, noticing that it was already dark, the lights of Shinjuku twinkling before him.
He felt Kame walk up to him to hug him from behind. Jin sighed and closed his eyes, subconsciously stroking Kame’s arms that were wrapped around his waist.
“What are we doing here, Kazuya?” Jin asked.
“Well,” Kame’s voice rang out matter of factly, “There are very limited choices where we can meet to fuck. It’s either the very expensive hotels where the guests are mainly foreigners that wouldn’t know us, or dingy little establishments where the guests couldn’t care less about who we are. Since I’m celebrating, I thought I’d fork out for a nice suite.”
After Sendai, they fucked, as Kame put it, several times, the last time being the final day of the concert in Tokyo, where Kame had led Jin away from the post-concert party, where Koki was completely wasted and unconscious, to an out of the way love hotel in the outskirts of the city, where they had fucked their brains out and it was oh so good.
However, fucking was all they did. Kame would mutter, each time, how much he wanted Jin, but had not said anything as a follow-up to that statement. Jin had thought that perhaps Kame needed some time to sort things out with Koki. Jin had waited in nervous anticipation, maybe Kame would finally be his. But as the days went by, Jin found his hope slipping away, as Kame did not even once glance in his direction, except when he had to do so for work. Maybe Kame was just stressed by the concert, all of them were, and maybe Jin would get an answer after everything was over.
Jin’s answer came today, in the form of what he witnessed in the changing room.
Sighing, Jin pulled Kame off him, and pushed him gently away, “No, I meant us. What are we doing?”
Frowning, Kame moved around the room to the table where the champagne sat. He filled his flute and finished it in one mouthful. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I know what I want. I want you.” Kame sat on the love seat and crossed his legs deliberately, allowing Jin to catch a brief glimpse of the dark skin between his legs.
Jin felt his knees go weak and could not help but stare. He watched as Kame pull apart the belt that held the yukata in place. Jin watched as Kame took his flaccid cock in his hand and began to play with it, flicking at it, rubbing its tip, even as the other hand took hold of the neck of the champagne bottle, swigging it careless, so that champagne dribbled down Kame’s chin, onto his neck and chest. Jin watched, captivated, as Kame’s length grew long and hard as Kame pumped it relentlessly. Jin’s body tingled when moans escaped Kame’s lips as he pleasured himself. Jin saw pre-cum spilling out of Kame’s tip, and his own cock came to life. Jin matched Kame pant for pant as he stood there, too enthralled to move. Kame opened his eyes, and Jin saw lust dancing in them, “You want this, Jin? When you saw me with Koki this afternoon, you wanted me there and then, didn’t you? I bet you wanked off somewhere, so dirty and hot. Why don’t you take the real thing now? ” Kame panted his dirty talk as he spread his legs wider, showing Jin his dark pinkness.
Unable to resist any longer, Jin threw off every single garment on his body and rushed towards the sex on legs before him. Jin knelt in front of Kame and licked off the champagne on Kame’s neck and chest, even as Kame swigged more and more of the expensive liquid. Kame used a hand to pull Jin’s face upwards, crushing his lips down on Jin for a champagne filled kiss playfully. Jin laughed into the kiss and drank as much as he could, with Kame catching whatever that had leaked out onto his chin. Jin took the bottle from Kame and took a long gulp. Kame giggled and snatched it back. They continued their little game, kissing and tasting each other and the champagne, until the bottle was empty, and they were both drunk.
When Kame slumped languidly around Jin, kissing every bare skin he laid his lips on, Jin’s body ignited with the fire so strong that it seared him. He stood up unsteadily and swung Kame into his arms, causing the yukata that Kame was loosely wearing to fall elegantly onto the floor. He stumbled towards the huge king sized bed of the suite, and placed Kame gently upon it. Jin gazed into Kame’s dancing eyes, crazy with the alcohol and burning lust, and Jin lost it. He trapped Kame’s lips in a passionate kiss which Kame aggressively returned, fighting a good fight with Jin’s tongue using his, writhing desirably underneath, grindly his erection against Jin's.
“Kazuya…..” Jin growled as he took one of Kame’s nipples into his mouth, while a hand caressed the other. Kame reached up and toyed with Jin’s nipples as well, causing Jin’s cock to jump painfully.
“Kazuya…..hnnnnn…..Kazuya……”
Kame’s cock turned harder at the utterance of his name from Jin’s lips and his insides oozed with liquid fire, heating him up.
“Oh god….Jin……I want…..want…..you…….”
Kame wrapped his legs around Jin’s waist, and arched high. Kame reached down for Jin’s rock hard length and guided it into himself, groaning and muttering incoherently as he did so. Jin felt his guts dip into his groin as he felt Kame’s heat engulf him. It felt so deliciously velvety that Jin felt he could get lost in it. Jin began to pound, pound deep into the man that had his legs around him so tightly, and it felt out of this world. Kame raised his arms as he held on the headboard, feeling every bit of Jin within him, in and out, in and out, hitting his prostate again and again and again, sending him higher and higher into oblivion.
The dizziness was engulfing him, and Jin shook his head to shake away the blurness. All he could see was his Kazuya, eyes shut tight, and mouth agape so enticingly, emitting loud moans of pleasure that threw Jin into a whirl. He pounded faster and harder, watching as Kame turn his head left to right in ecstasy. Jin felt Kame’s cock bouncing, hitting his stomach, and he reached to wrap a hand around it, feeling the sticky pre-cum. Jin stroked and stroked to breathless gasps from Kame.
“Don’t stop….Jin….don’t….hnnnn……stop…….Jin….Jin……”
“Kazuya….I…..oh god…..Kazuya…….”
Body arching off the bed and tensing, Kame came with an orgasm so fierce that he was almost knocked unconscious. Jin held on to Kame’s hips as Kame finished, watching as Kame sigh contentedly, eyes now closed in drunken heaviness. Jin pulled Kame’s hips towards him, and moved faster, and faster, hearing Kame’s purrs and whispers.
“Come….Jin…..come for me….Jin….for me….”
And that was all it took to send Jin tumbling, falling, spewing hot hot semen into a hot hot body, jolting as electricity ran down his spine. He collapsed heavily on top of Kame and blacked out in exhaustion.
***
It was some hours later that Jin stirred again. He felt fingers in his hair, and he opened his eyes to a dim room.
“You crushed me, you know,” a gentle voice said. Jin turned his head to see Kame looking at him with those liquid eyes. Jin smiled, “Sorry” and kissed Kame softly on the lips. He shifted to take Kame into his arms, holding him against his chest, like he was a precious treasure that he did not want to let go of. Kame still smelt of sex, and Jin’s body shivered as his senses heightened.
“Kazuya….”
“Hmmmm….?”
“Nothing, I just like saying your name.”
“I like hearing it,” Kame, in a moment of pure honesty, said out loud. His eyes sprung open, but it was too late, the words were already out there. When Jin’s arms tightened around his naked body, Kame decided that he would not care about this slip up, and just enjoy Jin’s presence.
They laid together for a while, caressing each other lightly. It was Kame, as usual, that pulled away first.
“You can stay,” he said softly as he went to the wardrobe to get his clothes, “the room is paid for for the night.”
Jin sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. He took a deep breath and summoned the courage to ask, “Kame, about Koki…….”
“What about Koki?” Kame raised an eyebrow as he buttoned his jeans.
“When are you breaking up with him?” Jin managed even as his heart twisted into a knot.
“What gave you the idea that I’ll be breaking up with him?” Kame shot back, pulling on his shirt.
“What?! When you said you want me, I just presumed you needed some time to sort things out with Koki, that’s way I…..”
“You presumed wrong. Would I still have sex with a boyfriend that I intend to break up with? Hot, satisfying sex as well?” Kame’s hands were on his hips, a picture of indifference, even though his heart tugged as he saw the pained expression drawn across Jin’s face.
“Then….us….we…….”
“We are just this. Nothing more.”
Jin looked up at Kame and saw the seriousness in his eyes. He lowered his head, trying to fight back the tears.
Kame finished dressing and walked up to Jin. He lifted Jin’s head with a finger under his chin. Kame almost choked on tears at the disappointment and sadness in Jin’s eyes. He leaned in to kiss Jin. He felt a moment’s hesitation from Jin, but then, felt relief when Jin returned the kiss.
“We’re agreed then,” Kame whispered, voice husky, slightly turned on again.
Jin could only hang his head and nod.
“Goodnight Jin, I’ll see you soon.”
Only when he heard the door close did Jin lift up his head. His heart felt heavy as he pulled the covers over his head. He tried to cry, crying would make him feel better, but he could not. The pain in his chest was suffocating, but he could not shout out. Instead, he curled himself up, shaking and trembling in misery and anger. If this was the only way at the moment for him to have Kame, then he will tolerate it, until the day when Kame is completely his.
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A/N: Ahhh...Kame, Kame, what am I to do with you? *grin* I was trying to show the difference between sex with Koki and sex with Jin. I wonder if I succeeded....it's very subtle though. Sigh.
Author: blinkbling24
Pairing: Akame, Kokame
Genre: Angst, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17 (As there will be smut in subsequent chapters)
Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own them, because if I did, this fic would be in video instead of just words.
Warning: Fic is unbeta-ed, so please excuse the grammer/spelling mistakes, if any.
Summary: In life and love, you can’t have everything that you want, or can you?
A/N: This is my first multi-chaptered fic. I don’t know how long this will be yet. I’ll see how it goes as I write. This story is set in the near past, but will go back to the further past and play around with the timeline quite a bit, and it might get a little messy. I’ll try to be as faithful to the timeline as possible, but my memory might not serve me well, and I might just change things a bit and add a few imaginary dates, using my creative license.
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Chapter 16
Mid 2004, signing of the Gokusen 2 contract
The two Johnny Juniors sat side by side in the biggest conference room in the JE building. They felt so small, sitting at one end of the vast conference table, fidgeting at the very serious and very adult atmosphere in the room. Jin looked around him, wondering why this time felt different from all the other times he had signed drama contracts. This was not his first drama, and not the first drama that he’s in a starring role. In fact, he was going to start filming that Christmas drama special soon.
His companion, sitting next to him, was another matter. Kame hardly had any drama roles since he came into the jimusho. Even if he did, it was always in supporting, bite-sized roles, with the exception of the Kinpachi 5 years ago.
Jin looked at Kame who was playing with his fingers under the table, staring at the table surface as though there was something very interesting on it. Jin often forgot that Kame was 2 years younger than he was. Kame had always presented himself as mature and self-confident, albeit a bit reserved and cautious behind the cameras. But today, the 2 years in teenage years seemed like they were 10 years apart instead. It was times like these that Jin felt like an older, protective brother, rather than simply a good friend.
Kame had all the right to be nervous, this was after all, his very first major starring role. Jin realized that he was feeling sympathetically nervous, as though the nervousness had run through Kame into him.
“Hey, are you alright?” Jin whispered, seeing that the adult suits were distracted, talking in a corner, preparing the documents and taking the opportunity to calm his friend down.
Kame nodded, “I’m just nervous.”
“C’mon Kame, being in this business and all, I would have thought ‘nervous’ was no longer a feeling for us,” Jin teased good-naturedly.
Managing a quiet laugh, Kame replied, “I know, it’s just, I feel the responsibility of this role. Matsumoto Jun-kun set the bar so high for the first season, I don’t know if I can rise to it…..”
Jin chuckled, shaking his head, “Kame, you’re such a worrywart. Quit behaving like an old man. And besides, you’re not carrying this drama alone, I’m here with you.”
“I couldn’t get rid of you even if I wanted to,” Kame finally smiled and stopped the infuriating hands twisting.
“I’m glad you know it. I’m going to annoy you for a very long time,” Jin grinned.
Jabbing Jin in the ribs, and earning himself one in return, Kame said, “I look forward to it.”
***
“Boys, not that you have any say in the matter, your signatures are more of a formality than anything else, your roles are already set in stone, but before you sign, I want to stress the importance of this role, of this drama, for the both of you.”
Kame and Jin stared intently at their manager, KAT-TUN’s manager.
“We’re listening,” Jin tried to lighten the mood.
“It was on purpose that we persuaded the production house to cast both of you as the leads. It is important that you do well, for KAT-TUN’s sake.”
“What do you mean?” Kame’s eyes widened.
“This drama is important if you want KAT-TUN to debut. Your peers, NEWS and Kanjani8 are moving along nicely, despite their scandals, but KAT-TUN seems stuck. Your group’s petty fights and disputes are not helping things, not where the upper management is concerned.”
“We’re popular enough, and I don’t give a shit whether we debut or not,” Jin muttered callously, not particularly having any affection for the group he was forced into some years ago, although he had to admit that he had since become friends, some on a better level than others, with the rest of the group.
Kame cast Jin a look of disdain, and Jin, slightly withered by that look, stood down, putting his hands up in surrender for extra effect.
“Manager-san, we’re much better now,” Kame explained.
“Yes, the management can see that. That’s the reason for the opportunity for both of you to be in this drama. It’s no secret that Akanishi-kun’s popularity is the reason KAT-TUN has not completely fallen off the radar, and Kamenashi-kun? You come a close second. Since you’re the ‘K’ and ‘A’ in the group, this drama, if you do well, should catapult KAT-TUN way above the radar, and your debut will come soon.”
Jin acknowledged the manager’s word with a sigh. Kame, on the other hand, listened well, and took it seriously. This job was all he had, having made the decision to drop out of high school. He had sacrificed so much already, giving up a career in professional baseball, for this job in this world that seemed too big for him. Kame tossed a glance at his nonchalant friend. Jin wore fame so easily, like it was a comfortable suit specially made for him. For Kame, it was a little different. To him, it was like a suit already there, and he had to try to fit into it.
Hearing that he was second to Jin in the popularity made him doubt himself a little, as though all his hard work was not good enough. But, he could not be mad, because it was Jin, his best friend. If Kame was to be a shadow to anyone, it would be Jin, and he was contented with that.
“Boys, did you hear me?”
“I hear you,” Jin responded, and flicked the top of the pen off and signed with flourish. Kame nodded and signed as well, carefully and determinedly.
***
The boys, having been shoo-ed back to join the rest of KAT-TUN for dance lesson, talked as they walked along the long corridors.
“Kame, Kazuya, you take things too seriously sometimes. Loosen up a little, man,” Jin remarked.
“This is our job, Jin, we have to do well, prove our worth,” Kame replied.
“Why should I prove my worth? I’m already worthy. This jimusho is lucky to have me,” Jin smirked.
“Your ego knows no bounds,” Kame was good at sarcasm.
Jin chuckled, but became serious in that split second.
“I mean it Kazuya, don’t let this job suck the life out of you.”
“It’s easy for you to say, Jin. Things just simply fall on your lap.”
Shrugging, Jin said truthfully, “Yeah, well, I didn’t really ask for any of it. It still amuses me to be here, that’s all. One day, if I get sick of everything, I’ll leave. I really will.”
“Jin, you don’t mean that.” The thought of Jin not being around, not seeing Jin’s shining eyes when the work day got too hard, gripped Kame in a way that it hurt slightly.
Hearing the tinge of dejection in Kame’s voice, Jin turned and said, “Hmmm….maybe not. How could I leave when my dear friend here is determined to bust his ass in this line? I need to be around to deflate his big ego when he gets all shimmery and popular.”
“Idiot!” Kame tried to kick Jin, but Jin moved swiftly away.
“Seriously Kazuya,” Jin moved to walk beside Kame once more, “this drama, don’t worry about it. We’ll do good. It’ll be you and me, and we’ll do good.”
“I know we will, Jin, I know we will.”
***
August 2008, just after the Queen of Pirates concert tour
For the first time in a long time, Kame was a in a good mood. There were several things lined up, making his schedule unbelievably full, Dreamboys, a new drama about wine, a new song recorded for that drama, and the fact that he had just signed a contract that made him beam like an idiot everywhere he went. A role in a movie, and not a small role, but a major supporting role, reprising Odagiri Ryu in Gokusen the Movie. It was the one thing he was aiming for, and things could only look up from here on. KAT-TUN was in full force, and seemed stable, and Kame felt he could take a breather and feel selfish for once. A movie role. His very first one.
The knowledge that Nakamaru had the first significant movie role in KAT-TUN did not bug Kame one bit. Nakamaru’s movie did decently at the box office, but Kame was certain that this movie, his movie, would far surpass Nakamaru’s ratings. After all, Kame had to admit, even though Nakamaru was a friend, that in Sushi Oji, Nakamaru was not acting, he was just being himself. Kame’s role, on the other hand, was one that required acting skills, skills that he knew he had more than the rest of KAT-TUN combined. And well, Jin’s voice acting hardly counted as a movie role, even if it was for a Hollywood movie. Kame was willing to let Jin’s name ghost his thoughts, even in contempt. No one, not even Akanishi Jin was upsetting him today.
It was with this mood that he cornered Koki in the changing room, one of the rare times that it was only the two of them. KAT-TUN was on a well-earned break after the tour. Kame and Koki, however, although considerably lightened, did not have their schedules completely clear. They still had to show up for Dreamboys rehearsals, the stage show was to start in a couple of weeks’ time.
“Koki…” Kame breathed as he kissed his boyfriend full on the lips, savouring the familiar taste that sent a warmth down his body towards his groin. Kame peppered Koki’s face with kisses as he pulled him towards the couch, pushing him down and straddling him. Kame grinded their groins together, and Koki groaned with need, already turned on by his extremely hot boyfriend.
“You’re in a good mood,” Koki panted between returning Kame’s kisses with slurpy ones of his own.
“I am,” Kame whispered before biting Koki’s ear, “I signed the movie contract a few minutes ago.” Kame’s hands tucked underneath Koki’s t-shirt, feeling the expanse of skin.
Koki moaned and sank further into the couch, “My Kame-chan…..hnnnn…..in a m..m…movie,” Kame was tweaking Koki’s nipples, making it hard for Koki to form his words.
“I will indeed be….you’ll love to see me on the big screen, won’t you? It will turn you on so much,” Kame dug down into Koki’s track pants, pushing it down to his knees, to reveal Koki’s erection that turned just that bit harder with Kame’s words.
“Kame-chan….K..Kame…..”Koki gasped as Kame began pumping his length. Koki's arms went around Kame’s waist, pushing down Kame’s similar track pants to caress the round pertness of Kame’s ass. Distracted from Kame’s kisses and whatever Kame was doing to his cock, Koki moved his hands erratically up and down Kame’s crack, occasionally inserting a finger to rim around Kame’s tight hole.
“Mmmm…Koki….sweetie…..” Kame groaned as he lifted himself higher, for Koki to gain better access. Koki brought his fingers to Kame’s lips, and watched glossy-eyed as Kame licked and slurped them, all the while pumping his cock, up and down, up and down, faster and faster, until Koki lost sight of everything else but for the beauty before him.
Koki brought his fingers, wet with Kame’s saliva, back to Kame’s ass, inserting one, and then two fingers into Kame, moving and curling, feeling the hot slickness and writhing impatiently, wanting desperately to replace them with his cock.
Kame bit down on Koki’s shoulder as he felt Koki’s fingers deep within him, touching, stroking his walls, brushing teasing against his prostate, causing to jolt and whimper, wanting more, needing more.
“Koki….” Kame sighed, as he pushed off to remove his pants, tossing them haphazard on the floor before staddling Koki again. He lowered himself onto Koki’s erect cock, making a sound at the back of his throat that Koki mirrored. “Koki…..” Kame muttered, taking hold of Koki’s hand, lying it on his own cock, as he rocked sensually, feeling Koki’s thick length pushing in, filling him.
“Hnnn….feels…fucking…good…Kame….love…..you…..” Koki could barely keep his thoughts together as he stroked Kame's hardened length.
“Koki…Koki…..oh god….Koki…..” Kame mumbled as he climbed higher and higher with pleasure, Koki’s hand doing its job, and Kame felt his orgasm right at the tip.
“Kame-chan…..I’m……hnnn……aergh…..coming……” Koki took in a hard breath before jerking his orgasm, eyes closed, filling Kame with warm semen. Kame slowed his rocking to guide Koki down from his high, moaning and groaning to the pace of Koki’s hand, now moving with much more speed and clarity.
It was just then, that Kame opened his eyes to see the door of the rehearsal room in his line of vision. The door was open, and standing there, was Akanishi Jin, hand on door knob, watching. Kame tilted his head back and let out a loud wanton moan. Kame came hard, shivering, clutching Koki’s sweaty body tight, to the pained and tortured expression on Jin’s face.
***
“Damn him, damn that Kamenashi,” Jin muttered bitterly as he slammed his hand hard on the metal stall, making the sound reverberate sickeningly throughout the secluded basement men’s toilet. Jin groaned as his hand made its way to unbuckle his belt and unzip his fly, letting out the painful erection that he could not control from happening when he walked in on Kame and Koki having sex.
He knew it was a bad idea to come to the office on his day off, but when his manager said that it was something important and concerned his future as an idol, he had no choice. Why didn’t he follow his first instinct and push the appointment to some other day? Jin berated himself as he hissed when his cock sprung forward, out of its confines. He palmed it as he closed his eyes, getting off on the image of orgasmic Kame, face flushed, lips sensuously parted, hair sweaty at the tips. Beautiful, beautiful Kazuya.
“Kazuya……K..Kazuya…..” Jin groaned as his cock got thicker and harder in his hand. He speed up his movement, thinking how he wanted it to be him on the couch, not Koki, thinking of how his name sounded on Kame’s lips.
“Kazuya…..” Kame did not owe him anything, thought Jin as he felt the uncomfortable wave of an orgasm not far off. Jin chose to give in to Kame, Jin chose to break the bonds of brotherhood with Koki by plunging again and again into irresistible Kamenashi Kazuya, wanting thirstily to hear the lilting voice of Kame in heat, writhing beneath him, wanting him.
But Kame, Kame, Jin bit on his lip as his thumb plugged the tip of his cock, savouring the tightness for just that bit longer. Kame spread his legs willingly, betraying the commitment he has with Koki. What did that make Kame? What exactly did that make Kame? What was going on? What possessed them to act like this? It was wrong, but Jin knew he did not want to stop. Kazuya, with his piercing brown eyes, and dark red hole, calling to him, pulling him in.
“Kazuya…..K..K..KAZUYA….” Jin shouted hopelessly as he pulled at his cock rapidly, coming with such force that his cum spewed messily onto the closed toilet stall door.
Jin panted, catching his breath. He unrolled copious amount of toilet paper and cleaned himself, and then the toilet door. His body had found temporary release, but his mind was still in turmoil. After he finished cleaning, he sat down heavily on the lidded toilet and buried his face in his hands. It was then, that his cell phone vibrated. It must be Shirota Yuu, they had arranged to meet for a night of debauchery.
“The Hilton in Shinjuku. Junior suite 2012. I want you.”
***
“I’m celebrating,” Kame greeted Jin as he opened the door of the suite with a champagne flute in hand. Jin remained silent as he stepped into the room, body trembling to keep control. He had just blown his friend off on a night of booze and women, to a night that was way more dangerous. But, Jin could not resist. He was under Kame’s spell.
Jin gulped when he noticed that Kame was wearing nothing but the hotel’s complimentary yukata. Even though Kame had tied it securely, Jin knew that Kame was completely naked underneath, and he felt his cock twitch in his pants. Jin shifted awkwardly and walked towards the bay windows. Jin looked out, noticing that it was already dark, the lights of Shinjuku twinkling before him.
He felt Kame walk up to him to hug him from behind. Jin sighed and closed his eyes, subconsciously stroking Kame’s arms that were wrapped around his waist.
“What are we doing here, Kazuya?” Jin asked.
“Well,” Kame’s voice rang out matter of factly, “There are very limited choices where we can meet to fuck. It’s either the very expensive hotels where the guests are mainly foreigners that wouldn’t know us, or dingy little establishments where the guests couldn’t care less about who we are. Since I’m celebrating, I thought I’d fork out for a nice suite.”
After Sendai, they fucked, as Kame put it, several times, the last time being the final day of the concert in Tokyo, where Kame had led Jin away from the post-concert party, where Koki was completely wasted and unconscious, to an out of the way love hotel in the outskirts of the city, where they had fucked their brains out and it was oh so good.
However, fucking was all they did. Kame would mutter, each time, how much he wanted Jin, but had not said anything as a follow-up to that statement. Jin had thought that perhaps Kame needed some time to sort things out with Koki. Jin had waited in nervous anticipation, maybe Kame would finally be his. But as the days went by, Jin found his hope slipping away, as Kame did not even once glance in his direction, except when he had to do so for work. Maybe Kame was just stressed by the concert, all of them were, and maybe Jin would get an answer after everything was over.
Jin’s answer came today, in the form of what he witnessed in the changing room.
Sighing, Jin pulled Kame off him, and pushed him gently away, “No, I meant us. What are we doing?”
Frowning, Kame moved around the room to the table where the champagne sat. He filled his flute and finished it in one mouthful. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I know what I want. I want you.” Kame sat on the love seat and crossed his legs deliberately, allowing Jin to catch a brief glimpse of the dark skin between his legs.
Jin felt his knees go weak and could not help but stare. He watched as Kame pull apart the belt that held the yukata in place. Jin watched as Kame took his flaccid cock in his hand and began to play with it, flicking at it, rubbing its tip, even as the other hand took hold of the neck of the champagne bottle, swigging it careless, so that champagne dribbled down Kame’s chin, onto his neck and chest. Jin watched, captivated, as Kame’s length grew long and hard as Kame pumped it relentlessly. Jin’s body tingled when moans escaped Kame’s lips as he pleasured himself. Jin saw pre-cum spilling out of Kame’s tip, and his own cock came to life. Jin matched Kame pant for pant as he stood there, too enthralled to move. Kame opened his eyes, and Jin saw lust dancing in them, “You want this, Jin? When you saw me with Koki this afternoon, you wanted me there and then, didn’t you? I bet you wanked off somewhere, so dirty and hot. Why don’t you take the real thing now? ” Kame panted his dirty talk as he spread his legs wider, showing Jin his dark pinkness.
Unable to resist any longer, Jin threw off every single garment on his body and rushed towards the sex on legs before him. Jin knelt in front of Kame and licked off the champagne on Kame’s neck and chest, even as Kame swigged more and more of the expensive liquid. Kame used a hand to pull Jin’s face upwards, crushing his lips down on Jin for a champagne filled kiss playfully. Jin laughed into the kiss and drank as much as he could, with Kame catching whatever that had leaked out onto his chin. Jin took the bottle from Kame and took a long gulp. Kame giggled and snatched it back. They continued their little game, kissing and tasting each other and the champagne, until the bottle was empty, and they were both drunk.
When Kame slumped languidly around Jin, kissing every bare skin he laid his lips on, Jin’s body ignited with the fire so strong that it seared him. He stood up unsteadily and swung Kame into his arms, causing the yukata that Kame was loosely wearing to fall elegantly onto the floor. He stumbled towards the huge king sized bed of the suite, and placed Kame gently upon it. Jin gazed into Kame’s dancing eyes, crazy with the alcohol and burning lust, and Jin lost it. He trapped Kame’s lips in a passionate kiss which Kame aggressively returned, fighting a good fight with Jin’s tongue using his, writhing desirably underneath, grindly his erection against Jin's.
“Kazuya…..” Jin growled as he took one of Kame’s nipples into his mouth, while a hand caressed the other. Kame reached up and toyed with Jin’s nipples as well, causing Jin’s cock to jump painfully.
“Kazuya…..hnnnnn…..Kazuya……”
Kame’s cock turned harder at the utterance of his name from Jin’s lips and his insides oozed with liquid fire, heating him up.
“Oh god….Jin……I want…..want…..you…….”
Kame wrapped his legs around Jin’s waist, and arched high. Kame reached down for Jin’s rock hard length and guided it into himself, groaning and muttering incoherently as he did so. Jin felt his guts dip into his groin as he felt Kame’s heat engulf him. It felt so deliciously velvety that Jin felt he could get lost in it. Jin began to pound, pound deep into the man that had his legs around him so tightly, and it felt out of this world. Kame raised his arms as he held on the headboard, feeling every bit of Jin within him, in and out, in and out, hitting his prostate again and again and again, sending him higher and higher into oblivion.
The dizziness was engulfing him, and Jin shook his head to shake away the blurness. All he could see was his Kazuya, eyes shut tight, and mouth agape so enticingly, emitting loud moans of pleasure that threw Jin into a whirl. He pounded faster and harder, watching as Kame turn his head left to right in ecstasy. Jin felt Kame’s cock bouncing, hitting his stomach, and he reached to wrap a hand around it, feeling the sticky pre-cum. Jin stroked and stroked to breathless gasps from Kame.
“Don’t stop….Jin….don’t….hnnnn……stop…….Jin….Jin……”
“Kazuya….I…..oh god…..Kazuya…….”
Body arching off the bed and tensing, Kame came with an orgasm so fierce that he was almost knocked unconscious. Jin held on to Kame’s hips as Kame finished, watching as Kame sigh contentedly, eyes now closed in drunken heaviness. Jin pulled Kame’s hips towards him, and moved faster, and faster, hearing Kame’s purrs and whispers.
“Come….Jin…..come for me….Jin….for me….”
And that was all it took to send Jin tumbling, falling, spewing hot hot semen into a hot hot body, jolting as electricity ran down his spine. He collapsed heavily on top of Kame and blacked out in exhaustion.
***
It was some hours later that Jin stirred again. He felt fingers in his hair, and he opened his eyes to a dim room.
“You crushed me, you know,” a gentle voice said. Jin turned his head to see Kame looking at him with those liquid eyes. Jin smiled, “Sorry” and kissed Kame softly on the lips. He shifted to take Kame into his arms, holding him against his chest, like he was a precious treasure that he did not want to let go of. Kame still smelt of sex, and Jin’s body shivered as his senses heightened.
“Kazuya….”
“Hmmmm….?”
“Nothing, I just like saying your name.”
“I like hearing it,” Kame, in a moment of pure honesty, said out loud. His eyes sprung open, but it was too late, the words were already out there. When Jin’s arms tightened around his naked body, Kame decided that he would not care about this slip up, and just enjoy Jin’s presence.
They laid together for a while, caressing each other lightly. It was Kame, as usual, that pulled away first.
“You can stay,” he said softly as he went to the wardrobe to get his clothes, “the room is paid for for the night.”
Jin sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. He took a deep breath and summoned the courage to ask, “Kame, about Koki…….”
“What about Koki?” Kame raised an eyebrow as he buttoned his jeans.
“When are you breaking up with him?” Jin managed even as his heart twisted into a knot.
“What gave you the idea that I’ll be breaking up with him?” Kame shot back, pulling on his shirt.
“What?! When you said you want me, I just presumed you needed some time to sort things out with Koki, that’s way I…..”
“You presumed wrong. Would I still have sex with a boyfriend that I intend to break up with? Hot, satisfying sex as well?” Kame’s hands were on his hips, a picture of indifference, even though his heart tugged as he saw the pained expression drawn across Jin’s face.
“Then….us….we…….”
“We are just this. Nothing more.”
Jin looked up at Kame and saw the seriousness in his eyes. He lowered his head, trying to fight back the tears.
Kame finished dressing and walked up to Jin. He lifted Jin’s head with a finger under his chin. Kame almost choked on tears at the disappointment and sadness in Jin’s eyes. He leaned in to kiss Jin. He felt a moment’s hesitation from Jin, but then, felt relief when Jin returned the kiss.
“We’re agreed then,” Kame whispered, voice husky, slightly turned on again.
Jin could only hang his head and nod.
“Goodnight Jin, I’ll see you soon.”
Only when he heard the door close did Jin lift up his head. His heart felt heavy as he pulled the covers over his head. He tried to cry, crying would make him feel better, but he could not. The pain in his chest was suffocating, but he could not shout out. Instead, he curled himself up, shaking and trembling in misery and anger. If this was the only way at the moment for him to have Kame, then he will tolerate it, until the day when Kame is completely his.
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A/N: Ahhh...Kame, Kame, what am I to do with you? *grin* I was trying to show the difference between sex with Koki and sex with Jin. I wonder if I succeeded....it's very subtle though. Sigh.