I can do anything you can do, but better (Gen, Crack)
Title: I can do anything you can do, but better
Pairing: Implied Aimiya, implied Matsumiya
Warning: Crack. Set in my M.A.I.N universe where Jun runs the world.
Written for shiritori at writetomyheart
“Scream louder, I am not sure the neighbors can hear you-“ Jun tossed the script aside with disgust, crossing his arms to glare at Nino who was sitting across from him in the green room. “I don’t care what you think this is, but I am not starting in any short or PV that you make that had dialogue like a badly scripted porn. Since this oneis porn.”
Nino shrugged, a grin pulling slightly at his lips. “Aiba-shi didn’t think that you would get as far as you did in the script, though he did have a lot of fun writing something that raunchy. And using it as inspiration for other things.”
“I can imagine.” Jun’s voice was dry and Nino chuckled.
“You would be the best porn star though, J-just imagine it. You already say such filthy things in bed anyways, and you have such a nice body and-“
“Flattery will get you a lot of things, Nino, but that is not one of those things.” Jun stood up, reaching for his wallet. “I am going to the vending machine, do you want anything?”
Nino stood as well, shuffling along beside Jun, flashing him his most charming smile. “I will show you the one that you will be buying me.” Nino slung an arm around Jun’s waist, leaning into him, and Jun sighed, switching his wallet to his other hand so Nino could comfortably fit into his side.
“I am treating you after you inflicted that thing upon me?” Jun snapped back and Nino just nodded, chuckling as Sho passed them in the hallway.
“Sho-chan’s trauma face after reading it will be epic though. Just think of how much fun we will have when we get back from our drink break?” Nino smiled wider as Jun chuckled, knowing that he had won that round, though his smile faded as voices carried to them from around the corner, and he reached out to grab Jun’s hand, holding him in place.
“I don’t know, I just think that some of our senpai just aren’t relevant anymore.”
“I guess I can see what you mean. Though I am not sure that Fujiyaga-senpai’s overt sexuality is more relevant than Matsumoto-senpai. Matsumoto-senpai had a phase where his sexiness was in your face, but he got a lot more subtle, and cooler, I think.” A second voice chimed in and the first made a noise of disagreement.
“Matsumoto-senpai is almost 30. He is just so old. Old people aren’t sexy. Or relev-“
The voice trailed off as Jun moved forward, and Nino did not try and stop him, though the look of horror and panic on the juniors faces was epic. As far as Nino knew they were in the same junior unit. He was just not sure it was worth the effort to make sure that Jun didn’t do anything too hasty with the rearrangement of the units as revenge. Though to be fair, since he had found out that Jun ran the world and had huge amounts of influence in Johnny’s it was rare that he actually used it.
“Just so you know,” Jun’s voice was soft as he pushed coins into the vending machine, getting himself an iced coffee and Nino a juice, as usual, “I can out sexy, out dance, out charm, out seduce and out idol anyone in this agency.” He turned and flashed his most charming, most dangerous smile at the juniors and while Nino found Jun on a power trip to be sexy, the juniors stepped back, quavering in fear. “Arashi is successful and continues to be so because we are relevant, even if you are to puerile to appreciate it.”
“J, don’t scare the young ones. You are supposed to be the nice senpai, after all.” His voice was sharp, and the two juniors jumped again, apparently unaware that Nino had also heard them. “Aiba-shi and I are the ones in Arashi that are terrors to the juniors, at least the ones we aren’t very fond of.”
“Just make sure that you pay attention, I will show you just how relevant I am.” Jun stepped around the corner without looking back, though he waited until they were down the hall before pulling out his phone to make a few phone calls.
~~~
“It has come to my attention that some of the senpai (and by associated daisenpai) bands might be seen as irrelevant to some of the juniors as far at being models of behavior and idolness-“ Fujigaya paused his reading of the poster hanging on their door to cast a glance at Kitayama, who was peering at the posted beside him.
“Who was stupid enough to say something like that to a senpai?”
“Especially Matsumoto-senpai.” Kitayama added, his eyes skimming quickly thought he rest of the posted, and he chuckled when Fujigaya choked in air, gaping at him. “Hadn’t gotten that far yet?” He managed to ask between chuckles, and Fujigaya shoved at him, before going back to read the poster.
After a moment, Fujigaya turned to Kitayama, and his skin was pale.
“Mitsu, if all the active units and bands have to chose a representative. Who are we going to chose? We have to take this seriously or we will end up pissing off Matsumoto-senpai, but at the same time I refuse to do it. There is no way that I am going up against Matsumoto-senpai.”
Kitayama nodded, grumbling, and as he spoke Fujigaya could only nod in agreement. “I wont do it either. And I am not sure we can talk Tama-chan into doing it.” He sighed, “I should kick the ass of whatever junior inspired this all Johnny’s Number One Idol contest bullshit.”
Pairing: Implied Aimiya, implied Matsumiya
Warning: Crack. Set in my M.A.I.N universe where Jun runs the world.
Written for shiritori at writetomyheart
“Scream louder, I am not sure the neighbors can hear you-“ Jun tossed the script aside with disgust, crossing his arms to glare at Nino who was sitting across from him in the green room. “I don’t care what you think this is, but I am not starting in any short or PV that you make that had dialogue like a badly scripted porn. Since this oneis porn.”
Nino shrugged, a grin pulling slightly at his lips. “Aiba-shi didn’t think that you would get as far as you did in the script, though he did have a lot of fun writing something that raunchy. And using it as inspiration for other things.”
“I can imagine.” Jun’s voice was dry and Nino chuckled.
“You would be the best porn star though, J-just imagine it. You already say such filthy things in bed anyways, and you have such a nice body and-“
“Flattery will get you a lot of things, Nino, but that is not one of those things.” Jun stood up, reaching for his wallet. “I am going to the vending machine, do you want anything?”
Nino stood as well, shuffling along beside Jun, flashing him his most charming smile. “I will show you the one that you will be buying me.” Nino slung an arm around Jun’s waist, leaning into him, and Jun sighed, switching his wallet to his other hand so Nino could comfortably fit into his side.
“I am treating you after you inflicted that thing upon me?” Jun snapped back and Nino just nodded, chuckling as Sho passed them in the hallway.
“Sho-chan’s trauma face after reading it will be epic though. Just think of how much fun we will have when we get back from our drink break?” Nino smiled wider as Jun chuckled, knowing that he had won that round, though his smile faded as voices carried to them from around the corner, and he reached out to grab Jun’s hand, holding him in place.
“I don’t know, I just think that some of our senpai just aren’t relevant anymore.”
“I guess I can see what you mean. Though I am not sure that Fujiyaga-senpai’s overt sexuality is more relevant than Matsumoto-senpai. Matsumoto-senpai had a phase where his sexiness was in your face, but he got a lot more subtle, and cooler, I think.” A second voice chimed in and the first made a noise of disagreement.
“Matsumoto-senpai is almost 30. He is just so old. Old people aren’t sexy. Or relev-“
The voice trailed off as Jun moved forward, and Nino did not try and stop him, though the look of horror and panic on the juniors faces was epic. As far as Nino knew they were in the same junior unit. He was just not sure it was worth the effort to make sure that Jun didn’t do anything too hasty with the rearrangement of the units as revenge. Though to be fair, since he had found out that Jun ran the world and had huge amounts of influence in Johnny’s it was rare that he actually used it.
“Just so you know,” Jun’s voice was soft as he pushed coins into the vending machine, getting himself an iced coffee and Nino a juice, as usual, “I can out sexy, out dance, out charm, out seduce and out idol anyone in this agency.” He turned and flashed his most charming, most dangerous smile at the juniors and while Nino found Jun on a power trip to be sexy, the juniors stepped back, quavering in fear. “Arashi is successful and continues to be so because we are relevant, even if you are to puerile to appreciate it.”
“J, don’t scare the young ones. You are supposed to be the nice senpai, after all.” His voice was sharp, and the two juniors jumped again, apparently unaware that Nino had also heard them. “Aiba-shi and I are the ones in Arashi that are terrors to the juniors, at least the ones we aren’t very fond of.”
“Just make sure that you pay attention, I will show you just how relevant I am.” Jun stepped around the corner without looking back, though he waited until they were down the hall before pulling out his phone to make a few phone calls.
~~~
“It has come to my attention that some of the senpai (and by associated daisenpai) bands might be seen as irrelevant to some of the juniors as far at being models of behavior and idolness-“ Fujigaya paused his reading of the poster hanging on their door to cast a glance at Kitayama, who was peering at the posted beside him.
“Who was stupid enough to say something like that to a senpai?”
“Especially Matsumoto-senpai.” Kitayama added, his eyes skimming quickly thought he rest of the posted, and he chuckled when Fujigaya choked in air, gaping at him. “Hadn’t gotten that far yet?” He managed to ask between chuckles, and Fujigaya shoved at him, before going back to read the poster.
After a moment, Fujigaya turned to Kitayama, and his skin was pale.
“Mitsu, if all the active units and bands have to chose a representative. Who are we going to chose? We have to take this seriously or we will end up pissing off Matsumoto-senpai, but at the same time I refuse to do it. There is no way that I am going up against Matsumoto-senpai.”
Kitayama nodded, grumbling, and as he spoke Fujigaya could only nod in agreement. “I wont do it either. And I am not sure we can talk Tama-chan into doing it.” He sighed, “I should kick the ass of whatever junior inspired this all Johnny’s Number One Idol contest bullshit.”