The birds and the bees and a whale
Also written for the je autumn kiss meme.
Not sure i want to claim this as my own. Sigh.
I fail at writing crack, but I will post it anyways.
In a few days I will post my last entry for the meme.
But after I finish the last?? secrets chapter.
It was a rare day off for Jun, and he was spending it cleaning out his house. It was spring, the bids were chirping, the insects were buzzing, and Jun was restless. All the animals that he came across in his brief forays into nature as he walked to his car, and to the building in which he worked, served only to remind him that it was spring in their super cute coupleness. If Jun came across one more wild animal mating scene he would have to start giving serious credence to the wild idea that Aiba was controlling the situation in such a manner just to mess with him. There was no other explanation.
And so, instead of going on a date (as if he had someone to date) on his day off, and certainly to keep from seeing more gratuitous animal procreation, Jun was staying home. And cleaning. Such joy in being single, one had the luxury to do whatever one wanted on ones day off. (As if Jun believed that)
But at least when the house was clean, he could settle down with a good book, and a bottle of wine, and relax. As soon as the house was clean. As it was, for the moment just was sitting in front of the closet in his living room, dining room area, boxes of things that he had gotten from work over the years strewn around him. He didn’t really NEED to keep a lot of the things, they had just gotten shoved in the closet, and if he was going to do the cleaning right he really needed to get rid of some of this stuff.
He had managed to cut down about half of the stuff he had gone through so far, but there was still a lot to go.
With a frown Jun tugged at a box. He could see something familiar sticking out from a corner, but he did not recall ever actually taking it home with him, so he was not sure how it had gotten in the box in the first place. Pulling the box free Jun pushed the lid off, and it was a wry smile that played across his lips as he took in the item in the box.
Inside, slightly dusty but otherwise no worse for the wear was an inflatable whale, the same one that he had posed with during that photo shoot after his Himitsu no Arashi-chan Mannequin 5 Special failure. The whald had somehow made the failure and humiliation easier to bear, thought he would never be able to put into words just WHY exactly he had found a kindred spirit in the blow up toy.
Perhaps because like him, the whale had to choice.
Perhaps it was just because it made the entire humiliation slightly more bearable.
Perhaps it was because unlike his band members, and their fan base, and anyone who saw the truck, the whale did not laugh at him. It just kept smiling, happy to be spending time with Jun (though it would be happy to spend time with anyone, it was after all only a blow up whale, but Jun didn’t like thinking about these things. Logic did not apply to these feelings of kindred spiritness.)
“You were good to me, whale-chan. But I think it is time that we part.” Jun held the whale in his hands, un-inflated and lifeless, and placed a brief kiss onto the plastic, before frowning and wiping off the dust that not covered his lips.
Jun placed the whale into the trash bag beside him and did not look at it again, digging through the boxes in front of him until he came across some of the photos from their VS Arashi shoots. He could see all the band laughing and smiling together, and could not help but smile fondly at the photo.
As good as to him as whale-chan had been, he did not need it any longer. He had Arashi, and most days, that was all he needed.
Not sure i want to claim this as my own. Sigh.
I fail at writing crack, but I will post it anyways.
In a few days I will post my last entry for the meme.
But after I finish the last?? secrets chapter.
It was a rare day off for Jun, and he was spending it cleaning out his house. It was spring, the bids were chirping, the insects were buzzing, and Jun was restless. All the animals that he came across in his brief forays into nature as he walked to his car, and to the building in which he worked, served only to remind him that it was spring in their super cute coupleness. If Jun came across one more wild animal mating scene he would have to start giving serious credence to the wild idea that Aiba was controlling the situation in such a manner just to mess with him. There was no other explanation.
And so, instead of going on a date (as if he had someone to date) on his day off, and certainly to keep from seeing more gratuitous animal procreation, Jun was staying home. And cleaning. Such joy in being single, one had the luxury to do whatever one wanted on ones day off. (As if Jun believed that)
But at least when the house was clean, he could settle down with a good book, and a bottle of wine, and relax. As soon as the house was clean. As it was, for the moment just was sitting in front of the closet in his living room, dining room area, boxes of things that he had gotten from work over the years strewn around him. He didn’t really NEED to keep a lot of the things, they had just gotten shoved in the closet, and if he was going to do the cleaning right he really needed to get rid of some of this stuff.
He had managed to cut down about half of the stuff he had gone through so far, but there was still a lot to go.
With a frown Jun tugged at a box. He could see something familiar sticking out from a corner, but he did not recall ever actually taking it home with him, so he was not sure how it had gotten in the box in the first place. Pulling the box free Jun pushed the lid off, and it was a wry smile that played across his lips as he took in the item in the box.
Inside, slightly dusty but otherwise no worse for the wear was an inflatable whale, the same one that he had posed with during that photo shoot after his Himitsu no Arashi-chan Mannequin 5 Special failure. The whald had somehow made the failure and humiliation easier to bear, thought he would never be able to put into words just WHY exactly he had found a kindred spirit in the blow up toy.
Perhaps because like him, the whale had to choice.
Perhaps it was just because it made the entire humiliation slightly more bearable.
Perhaps it was because unlike his band members, and their fan base, and anyone who saw the truck, the whale did not laugh at him. It just kept smiling, happy to be spending time with Jun (though it would be happy to spend time with anyone, it was after all only a blow up whale, but Jun didn’t like thinking about these things. Logic did not apply to these feelings of kindred spiritness.)
“You were good to me, whale-chan. But I think it is time that we part.” Jun held the whale in his hands, un-inflated and lifeless, and placed a brief kiss onto the plastic, before frowning and wiping off the dust that not covered his lips.
Jun placed the whale into the trash bag beside him and did not look at it again, digging through the boxes in front of him until he came across some of the photos from their VS Arashi shoots. He could see all the band laughing and smiling together, and could not help but smile fondly at the photo.
As good as to him as whale-chan had been, he did not need it any longer. He had Arashi, and most days, that was all he needed.