A Night With The Songstress
Author: emmachase
Requested by: angelika20
Title: A Night With The Fountain's Songstress
Rating: NC-17
Genre: SMUT, with a bit of fluff and romance
Pairing: Takaki/OC
Summary: Yuya's been listening to Aya for a while now, and only now has he finally gotten the courage to take things a step forward....
Notes: I'm so nervous about this one... it's been such a long time since i've written anything so this one is a test of my skills!
Lately, JUMP had taken to having late night rehearsals, and it seemed that they were only getting longer rather than shorter. Despite all this though, Yuya had always managed to keep a level head mainly in part to a small routine he had adopted. Every other day, right after rehearsal, he would jump into one of the showers backstage and change from his workout clothes to his regular clothes, and after making sure that he was presentable, he would walk the short two minutes to the small shop that sold his favorite bentos and pick up two. Then he would bring them to the small circular fountain in the middle of the neighborhood and listen to the musician that played there at nights. After her performance, he would walk up and sit next to her, smiling goofily and hand her the bento he had bought.
“Takaki-kun.. you really don't have to do this every time……” She would blush and he would shake his head.
“Aya, It’s nothing really…. I just… like listening to your music… “
Gratefully, she would bow and take the bento and together they would sit under the starlight, talking about the interesting people they had met that day, or the small details of their life that would normally have gone undiscussed.
The funny thing is though, that even though they have had dinner together at least ten times, Yuya never fully knew her name, and he was fairly certain that she knew not that much about him or Johnny’s in general. Maybe it was because of that, that spending time with her was so different to him.
Aya had been sitting at that fountain for the last year, playing her music and collecting the small tips that people would throw into her guitar case. She lived happily from what Yuya could tell, she lived with the “most wonderful family” and wouldn’t have traded her life for the world.
“Aya, why…. Do you just sit here everyday? When you could go out and find someone to listen to you, someone who can actually make you famous?”
“Haha Takaki-kun, I.. don't want to be famous… I don't want to be rich, I don't want to be “That artist”. What I want, is just to play music, not make it my job. Whenever I play, it’s really calming… I get to say what I think, without worrying about what the entire world who buys my CD thinks…” The girl smiled, picking out the change that people had tossed into her case and adding it to the small coin purse she kept.
“Besides, I wouldn’t get to see you every few nights anymore would I?” She grinned, putting the guitar that had rested so faithfully in her arms back into its black case.
“E-Eh?” Yuya blinked, quite caught off guard.
“Don’t worry about it…” She giggled, picking up the case and bowing to her benefactor. She smiled as she saw the small rustling of the bushes in the distance.
“Your friends are here again…” She said, almost laughing. Just as Takaki turned to look, he blushed and turned back to apologize for his friends. But as he flipped back around, she was gone…
“Oi! Guys! Why do you do this eeevery time!?” Yuya complained, almost stamping his feet in a tantrum.
“Oh c’mon, you’ve got a little girlfriend, we’ve gotta see!” Hikaru laughed as he stepped out into the open.
“Just wondering…” Ryosuke said nonchalantly, stepping beside the older boy.
“I’m only here cause Yama-chan’s here….” Chinen said softly, bumping into Yamada’s shoulder.
“Pft….” Yuya sighed as he rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself. Walking to his friends he put his arms around them and took them back to the rehearsal warehouse where the bus would be waiting to take them home.
Giving the area one final look, Yuya smiled imagining the next time he’d see her.
---
The next day passed and Yuya found himself teetering on the edge of a work weekend and a personal holiday.
“Ohh.. Yabu… pleeeeeeeeaaaase cant we have a rest this weekend? We’ve been going at it every other day for almost two months now!” Yuya whined as he threw on his shirt and managed to keep his cell phone glued to his head.
“Our concert is coming up soon!”
“But two months!”
“SOON!”
“TWO MONTHS!”
Yuya never usually won these shouting matches with Yabu….. unless… he could get someone to distract Yabu and get him flustered.
“Yabu-Kun, hold on one second…” Yuya said quickly, switching calls before the older boy could protest. Quickly, he fumbled through his contacts to find Ryutaro.
“Ryutaro! Go talk to Yabu right now about soccer, and make sure you keep on going until he gets off the phone!” Yuya said urgently.
“Ummnnn…. Sleep….call…you…me….why? Soccer?” Takaki sighed and shook his head, clearly Ryutaro wasn't going to be of any use…
After flipping through his contacts again, he landed upon…
“Hikaru! Talk to Yabu pleaaase!”
“You want to take a day off again don't you….?”
“What do you mean “Again”? It’s been two months!”
“Well… I suppose if you have to distract that boy… you need the one who understands him best ne….?” Hikaru said, sighing to himself not-so-modestly.
“Pleeeeease?”
“Fine fine… gimme 10 seconds, then resume your call.” Hikaru hung up and Yuya stared at his phone and after waiting a bit, resumed his call with the leader of JUMP.
“…Hikaru, what? No we can’t go out to the arcade tonight beca-“
“Yabu-kun! I wanna take the weekend off!” Yuya insisted
“No! You ca- Hikaru! Not there! Don- augh. You cant take a weeken-“ Ahhh!” Yuya grinned, only imagining the havoc Hikaru was causing.
“Yabu.. I really need to take a day off!”
“Hikaru, of course I want to spend time with you I just-“
“Yabu I really need to take the weekend off!” Yuya insisted
“Huh!? W-Whatever! Go do it….. I have to go. Hikaru’s being pouty again.” Yabu said, hanging up.
“Yes!” Yuya laughed, imagining Hikaru sitting angrily in front of an almost certainly flustered Yabu who, despite his work ethic was an absolute sucker for his Hikaru’s antics.
Finally having his time off, Takaki threw on his, as he called it, no-so-dressy-but-not -so-casual” outfit and grinned as he straightened the skinny tie that rested down the center of his chest. This would be the first time that he’d actually get to see Aya during the day!
He approached the small fountain and smiled as he heard the soft notes floating in a symphony with the waters that splashed gently in he background. She sat alone in the center of the small clearing and staring at her now reminded him of a movie.
“This feeling…” Yuya whispered as he felt a leaf brush past his hand. All the world seemed to dance with her, the swirling autumn leaves jumped off their branches and wafted down around her.
“Aya..” He said to himself, perhaps a little too loudly. The girl looked up from her guitar to see him standing there, dumbstruck and she grinned, setting down her instrument and walking over.
“Hello Takaki-kun.” She said, extending her hand.
“H-Hi… a-again I mean.” Yuya cleared his throat while trying to look quite a bit cooler than he felt at the moment.
“Would you…. Like to join me today?” She asked shyly taking his hand
“H-Hai…”
She smiled happily, turning back to the fountain, her soft flowing skirt twirled behind her, and Yuya stood still in his own trance.
Sitting down on the small cement edge, Aya picked up her guitar again smiled as her eyes closed and the gentlest of winds flowed across her face. Striking a single chord, the world stood still for her again. Her voice seemed to flow right into Yuya’s heart as he felt himself grow lightheaded, and at the same time overwhelmed all at the same time. He stumbled his way to the girl’s side his eyes never leaving the mouth that could produce such a beautiful sound.
“Did… you like it?”
“Did you… Takaki-kun?”
“Huh?” Yuya snapped back to reality, not noticing that Aya had already finished her song.
“Did you like my song? I wrote the lyrics myself….”
“It was… amazing…”
“Ne-Chan! Can you play this song please!?” A little girl interrupted before Yuya could say anything, and before he realized what was going on, a sheet of what looked to be music paper was shoved in between them.
“Sure Mai-Chan… is this the song that your mom used to play? The one you were talking about?” Aya smiled happily as she took the paper and began to study it.
“Un!” The little girl nodded, holding hands with an even smaller girl, who still stumbled as she walked.
“I think…. It goes something like this….” Aya bit her lip a little, practicing the chords for a moment before letting her entire body relax and her hands began strumming a soft melody that Yuya recognized as the same lullaby that he was used to hearing from so long ago.
Only now… hearing Aya sing it, it felt… different… he had forgotten the words already, but just hearing it now brought it all back and he found himself softly humming the words before they came bursting out of his mouth.
“Suuuuugoii! “ The little girl cheered as she hopped along with some of the other children who had come to see what all the commotion was about. Giggling lightly Aya thanked the girl for her compliment and turned to the boy who had sung his heart out during her performance.
“Ne… Takaki-kun? would you… like to join me for lunch today? I-it’ll be payback! For all the dinners you brought me. Aya offered
“A-A-un…” The boy nodded awkwardly, a little shocked.
Together they wandered around the surrounding buildings until they came across a small café that they could both agree on. Taking one of the small booths, they sat down and the waitress brought the menus and drinks.
“Ne.. Takaki-kun? Why do you come listen to me so often?”
“H-Huh… w-well… I just… I like listening to music… to you…” Just at that moment, Yuya felt so red and he quickly ducked into his menu only to hear a giggle and a soft hand lay down upon his own.
“Thank you…” Aya said.
The food came and went, and with a bit of talking... the two got to know each other. Small things like their favorite color, their favorite music, to big things like their families, their jobs, their lives…
“It’s amazing that you’ve been performing for so long..”
“Iya…. It’s nothing, JUMP is a great group, it’s because of everyone that we’re able to last”
“Is that the answer you always say to the media?”
“Iya… I guess… it’s just something that always pops into our heads…”
“Conditioned eh?” Aya teased.
“Eheh…” Yuya blushed.
“Ne… Takaki-kun… I like… going out with you….you seem very… down to earth…” Aya chuckled to herself, notcing that Yuya had shrunk into a blushing huddle
“Would you like go ou-“
“Aya! It’s time! We have to go for our appointments!” The pair at the table looked up to see a girl running frantically towards them.
“Uh…” Yuya looked lost
“Hi! Bye! Gotta Go! NOW!” The girl said quickly, grabbing Aya, who barely had enough time to leave money on the table before being torn away.
“W-What just happened….?” He thought aloud to himself as his legs and arms slowly loosened so he could move again. While paying, and preparing to leave the restaurant, Yuya noticed that his companion had left her phone in the flurry to leave and he picked it up now, slightly panicked.
“S-Should I call her house and tell her I have it? What if I just give it to her next time I see her? What if…”
While he was lost in thought, the phone in his hand started vibrating, and he nearly dropped it in shock.
“H-Hello?” He said timidly
“Takaki-kun!?”
“Aya?”
“Oh thank goodness, I thought I had lost my phone!”
“You left it here at the restaurant, are you nearby still? I can just go out and give it to you…”
“Un… I’m in the car right now, but, tonight I’m going to be performing at the Kiyoshi hall, if you’d like to come and watch, you can just give me the phone then?”
“I-uh… I’d love to…. uh I mean, return the phone I mean…..” The boy’s eyes snared shut as he realized how stupid he had just sounded.
“I’ll tell the people at the ticketing booth to expect you then! See you soon then Takaki-kun!” The small beep that signaled the end of the call followed and Yuya stood silent.
“E-Eh! You got invited to the Mid-Winter’s Night Performance?! How!? Why!?” Yuto Pouted.
“W-Wha-?”
“Don’t pay attention to him, he’s just mad cause he’s wanted to go again since his first time there.” Keito followed, sighing as he sat down beside his friends at the small bookstore they frequented.
“Why are you reading those boring books still…?” Ryosuke asked as he held out a copy of a manga he had been pushing lately.
“When you guys come you read mangas, when Keito and I come, we read textbooks..” Kei sighed, slapping down what looked to be half his height in thick leatherbound pages.
“That’ll be me soon…” Daiki whined, plopping his head down against the flat wooden table.
“Ne… So Yuto… what is this… performance thing?”
“You don't know!?”
“No…”
“It’s only the most exclusive event during the summer! They have guests come from all over Japan from different fields of the media, and during the last quarter of the show they have aspiring performers come and dance or sing. The winner gets a chance at a recording contract!” Yuto seemed to be getting more and more puffed up about it as he talked.
“Oh….” Yuya nodded
“So what are you going to wear?” Yuya looked up at Yabu who had appeared on the other side of the table, his hand on his hip and what looked to be a very happy Hikaru attached to the other.
“Eh? Wear? Just… this?”
“Jeans and a T-shirt?!” Hikaru chuckled
“Is… it formal?”
“It’s THE formal.”
Yuya’s eyes widened.
“I'm still mad at you for making… this one… drag me around the whole day…” Yabu sighed as he pointed to Hikaru who did his best little-kid face.
“But… I’ll help you…” Yabu said as he grabbed Yuya’s wrist and pulled him up and out.
“If Hikaru pulled me out for shopping for the entire day… I suppose some of it may as well go to a good cause..” Yabu could be heard saying as the two boys walked out.
“You took Yabu shopping again?” Kei asked, not really caring as he wrote his report on what he called “The biggest Greek Architecture paper” of his life.
“Yuya wanted a day off…. And I hate shopping by myself anyway…” Hikaru Shrugged.
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Three Textbooks, five manga chapters, and one CD later, the members of JUMP found themselves laughing at a tuxedo clad Takaki who stood awkwardly in the middle of the bookstore. He was still trying to avoid that “choking” feeling by adjusting the tie around his neck.
“Not bad…. You clean up nice…” A very frayed looking Inoo said, glancing up from his paper for a few seconds before turning back to his pile of books.
“I think you need to put your cufflinks in now…” Keito said as he inspected his friend from top to bottom.
“Thanks… guys…” Yuya said as he felt like a mannequin while his friends dressed and arranged him.
Half an hour of “what-not-to-do-or-say-training” later Yuya hailed a cab that would take him to the performance hall. He got out to the sight of a busy and bustling scene. With cars that cost more than his life pulling up and valets jumping at their chance to drive. Stopping by the booth, Yuya picked up his ticket and smiled as the lady behind the glass wished him a good evening.
He found his seat without much problem, and settled down early, fearing if he wandered around too much he’d end up causing a problem.
The stage opened to a soft white background tinted blue with projected light. The colors changed as the music turned from silence to a gentle flute. The notes fluttered as ladies clad in white and silver kimonos walked out on stage, their faces hidden by fans. Yuya was no stranger to such performances but he had to admit, there was a little something different about this one. He watched as some of the front performers seemed to be incredibly adept, while one or two of the ladies in the back almost seemed to… stumble around the stage. Then he smiled, that sense of familiarity came to him again and he knew instantly where Aya was. She was the one in the first row, slightly off to the side, but still near the center nonetheless. The way she took her gentle petite steps and her hands fluttered with the fan in hand. Though there may have been other traditional dancers better than her, Yuya paid no attention, his eyes stuck onto the slender girl’s mesmerizing beauty. For just a few moments during her pose at the end, he felt his breath stop and his words fail him. He couldn’t even bring himself to clap with the roaring crowd around him.
The next performance was a small girl, performing acrobatics; the next a small boy performing a demonstration of magic; and the one after that was a group of children singing in a choir.
It was then that the stage darkened again and Yuya could hear the soft footsteps of someone trying hard to dash across the stage. The quick squeak of a stool on the floor and then the click of the lights revealed a simple stage, clear except for a single familiar figure, sitting upon a high stool, guitar in hand and a bright smile on her face.
“Hello, my name is Aya Hirayama…. And this is a little song called “Fountain” I just wrote this recently… so I hope… you all enjoy.” She said shyly, preparing her guitar in her lap.
As soon as the first few notes appeared, Yuya recognized the song as the one she had always played at nights. The same song that she would strum while they absent-mindedly talked at the small fountain where they’d meet.
Only now, the words were different, they spoke of a small fountain as the meeting place between a prince and a princess, one where they would meet to forget about their lives and just be with each other.
A secret place for you and me
A world beyond, where we’re free
Daytime comes and we’re JUMPing to take the leap
Nightime comes and in your arms, I’m asleep
Aya sang with the most peaceful look on her face. Truth be told, once he realized the small hints in the song that referred to him, Yuya’s jaw dropped and the rest of the song flew by….
After another hour or so of performances, the announcer came out to announce the winners, and unfortunately, Aya came in second. The minute the concert stage dimmed and he performers left the stage… Yuya felt Aya’s phone vibrate in his pocket.
“Sure, I’ll meet you at the side door.”
“Arigatou Takaki-kun.”
Together the pair walked back to the small bubbling white lit fountain and Aya sat down on the edge, her now jeans-clad legs swinging in the air without a care.
“Did you like the concert?” She asked.
“Takaki-kun? Yuya?” She repeated, noticing how quiet her companion had become.
“H-Huh! Oh… y-yeah… but… your song… if you had sung the regular one you would have won…” Yuya looked down, he felt as if he had cost Aya the competition.
“Ne… you know… it really doesn’t bother me… whether or not I’m famous… but what does matter to me… is if you… understood…”
“Understood…?” Yuya looked up nervously, and in that instant, he felt a pair of lips against his. After a moment of shock, his entire body relaxed and he fell into the kiss, lit by the water glow of the fountain and the soft shimmer of the moon above.
The kiss broke as the two stared into each other’s eyes and…..
The door to a small apartment only a minute from the fountain burst open, a girl in jeans and a taller boy with slightly orange brown hair dashed in. The girl dragged the boy by his wrist into the first room on the right, and smiled as the door was kicked shut behind them. Silently she turned to him and welcomed him with open arms. His body contoured to hers, pushing her back ever so slowly until her body lay upon the soft blanket covered bed. Their lips never parted while their hands explored each other’s bodies, hindered only by the thin layers of fabric that served as clothing.
Yuya’s body trembled as he felt the girl’s dexterous fingers slip in between the buttons that held closed his shirt and he tensed as her nail gently pressed against his body with each small click of the buttons being undone. His toned chest came into view as the two sides of the undone clothing hung on his frame and he backed off a little to allow the girl to take it off. She took his hands now and brought them to her sides, encouraging them to slide up and up..
While his hands worked their magic, Yuya felt the exploring hands return to him again, they traced down his chest, feeling his muscled pecs and sliding down in between the slim waistband of his pants and underwear. Soft and cool, Aya’s hand slipped down and relieved Yuya of his pants and his naked body was pressed onto her own. Her once straight dark brown hair lay sprawled on the bed as their lips parted and Yuya’s traced their own path down. One upon her neck, another at her crest…
“Unh..” He paused, feeling the waistband slip down his hips. The moment he felt himself completely naked, he felt himself grow wild with desire. There was something so primal boiling within.
Ravenously he tore at her clothes, and she felt completely at his mercy. Yet, she wasn’t afraid, the soft brown glow of his eyes told her she had nothing to be afraid of and the moment his lips pressed down against her navel her mind gave up thinking, She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him up. With a small whisper he sent shivers down her spine. His entire body crept upon hers, spreading itself over her entire being. Then much to her surprise she yelped as her sides became the attention of his wandering digits. Up the traced along her sides, tickling her, enticing her to share herself with him. Then they wandered closer together, caressing her fragile form. Tenderly, he crept down her chest again, this time pausing to let his tongue wander along the sensitive budding nipples that beckoned for attention. A small flick of his tongue sent her into moans and anything beyond that…
“Anh!” Aya called, feeling in an instant the pressure of Yuya’s lips.
Meanwhile, she had managed enough self-control to have her arm drift its way to the member awaiting her between Yuya’s two muscular legs. She could feel the intense heat from it, the way it strained against her touch…
“nngh…” Yuya moaned as the hand began to wrap around his own private limb and he felt an unknown pleasure.
“Ta-taka…” Aya moaned as she saw the gleam in Yuya’s eyes and knew the mischief he was about to wreck upon her. In one swift movement, he had forced himself out of her grasp and before she could lift her head to see where he had gone…..
“Ohnnh!” Aya screamed, her head thrown back in ecstasy. His tongue had dove in recklessly, snaking its way into her body, teasing her open slowly. Her hands ran over the silken sheets, clutching as she felt herself pried open slowly with an unspeakable warmth. His tongue darted up and down her welcoming entrance, and in an instant it darted within, only fleetingly.
Slowly she felt two digits join in, each curing its way in and then out again.
“Unhh!” Aya moaned, her hands gripping the sheets tighter still. Even now, her hands searched down for the boy’s head, his tangled and now messy head of hair tickled her thighs and she whimpered. With enticing hands, she lifted him up and he grinned as he knew what she wanted and readily provided.
The flushing warmth that encircled his cock made Yuya’s knees buckle as he was now forced to straddle the girl’s body. He could feel the small pin-point accuracy of Aya’s tongue as it teased one small spot, only to dash to another. He could feel her teasing him. Just one brush against the underside of his magnificent member told her all the small sensitive spots that she could use to drive him crazy. It was now that she teased around these spots, and she smiled for the first time, a darker, devilish smile as she observed the small twitches in the boy’s body she was causing. With a swipe of her tongue one in direction, she saw the corners of his mouth twitch, and in the other direction, his eyes fluttered while he let out the most enticingly soft of moans.
Now she let him go, freeing his eyes from their closed prison and as their eyes met, he laid himself flat against her body, and she in turn wrapped herself around him.
“Takaki-ku-“ A swift kiss muted her as the words her mind had though to say became a whimper with the feeling of a probing cock pressing into her. His hips pushed forward, straining himself and in an instant Aya’s body arched, feeling herself be penetrated. In a rush the rest of the boy’s vigor slammed home, making her cry his name. Her moans, her screams, her wild abandon echoed and bounced off the walls, encouraging him to go harder, faster…
Thrust after thrust she felt her mind be shattered to pieces as the all-consuming heat of their bodies grew to be too much and she felt herself almost go numb for the overload of sensations. She ran her hands over Yuya’s firm chest, his defined muscles knew only the feeling she had in her mind, her fingers had lost the ability to sense long ago.
Just as the pain and pleasure died, all the feelings in her body melded into some unknown dull lull and in that instant she knew why. The small lull was the eye before a storm of sensation racked her body as he felt the twitches in the member that was deep within her grow intense and her own body contracted into convulsions. She threw her head back as wave after wave of sheer lust, pleasure, need… erupted from their union and washed over her body, leaving her in a clean and numb simplicity. She could feel him leaving her, and for a moment she thought about protesting, only to have her mouth close, too tired to form any words now. Her body became encircled by his as he lay beside her again and gently nuzzled her neck in his own tired lull. Aya closed her eyes, feeling content in Yuya’s arms and with a small sigh of relief, she drifted off into a silent dream….
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The next day, Aya awoke to find her alarm ringing about 15 minutes past its set time and groggily she slapped down the snooze button before sitting up. Noticing that Yuya had run into the room.
“S-Sorry… I didn't know how to turn off your alarm so… u-uh.. I didn’t want to wake you…” He bowed apologetically.
“I-It’s okay…” Aya nodded, suddenly very aware that he was in nothing but a pair of boxers and that she was still naked, covered only by a small blanket.
“Breakfast is almost ready… I didn’t know what you liked… but you had enough to make waffles so I…”
“Waffles is fine…” Aya said smiling.
With a small smile, Yuya shut the door, to let her get dressed. Aya winced as she stood up, her body ached and she felt sore all over, but somehow, she convinced herself to get dressed, and out the room.
She found her small table set up with two stacks of golden waffles, and a boy who gazed at her with a subtle charming grin on his face. She sat down and smiled to him, thanking him for all that he had done.
“Aya-Chan…?”
“Hm?”
“Would you…. Like to go out with me again….?”
“Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?”
“I..”
“Cause if you aren’t…. people will get the wrong impression that I just…. sleep with anybody….” She said casually, teasing. The grin that crept across the boy’s face widened as he caught on.
“Well… then.. to save you from that…. I suppose… I should ask ne? Aya Hirayama, would you be my girlfriend?”
“There wasn’t even a “please” in there….”
“Ah! Nope…. There wasn't.” He nodded, faking a “take-it-or-leave-it” attitude.
“I suppose…. I’ll take what I can get… “ She chuckled, lifting his chin and planting a soft kiss upon his lips.
“Yes, I’d love to be your girlfriend.”
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Uwa, sorry it’s been so long since my last story minna! I suppose university’s been bogging me downa gain…. And this semester it’s BAAAAAAAAD. But, I will try to continue writing, and I myself am actually VERY interested in where my legend of the god’s story will go. So…. Definitely will be working on that…
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~Emmie
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Requested by: angelika20
Title: A Night With The Fountain's Songstress
Rating: NC-17
Genre: SMUT, with a bit of fluff and romance
Pairing: Takaki/OC
Summary: Yuya's been listening to Aya for a while now, and only now has he finally gotten the courage to take things a step forward....
Notes: I'm so nervous about this one... it's been such a long time since i've written anything so this one is a test of my skills!
Lately, JUMP had taken to having late night rehearsals, and it seemed that they were only getting longer rather than shorter. Despite all this though, Yuya had always managed to keep a level head mainly in part to a small routine he had adopted. Every other day, right after rehearsal, he would jump into one of the showers backstage and change from his workout clothes to his regular clothes, and after making sure that he was presentable, he would walk the short two minutes to the small shop that sold his favorite bentos and pick up two. Then he would bring them to the small circular fountain in the middle of the neighborhood and listen to the musician that played there at nights. After her performance, he would walk up and sit next to her, smiling goofily and hand her the bento he had bought.
“Takaki-kun.. you really don't have to do this every time……” She would blush and he would shake his head.
“Aya, It’s nothing really…. I just… like listening to your music… “
Gratefully, she would bow and take the bento and together they would sit under the starlight, talking about the interesting people they had met that day, or the small details of their life that would normally have gone undiscussed.
The funny thing is though, that even though they have had dinner together at least ten times, Yuya never fully knew her name, and he was fairly certain that she knew not that much about him or Johnny’s in general. Maybe it was because of that, that spending time with her was so different to him.
Aya had been sitting at that fountain for the last year, playing her music and collecting the small tips that people would throw into her guitar case. She lived happily from what Yuya could tell, she lived with the “most wonderful family” and wouldn’t have traded her life for the world.
“Aya, why…. Do you just sit here everyday? When you could go out and find someone to listen to you, someone who can actually make you famous?”
“Haha Takaki-kun, I.. don't want to be famous… I don't want to be rich, I don't want to be “That artist”. What I want, is just to play music, not make it my job. Whenever I play, it’s really calming… I get to say what I think, without worrying about what the entire world who buys my CD thinks…” The girl smiled, picking out the change that people had tossed into her case and adding it to the small coin purse she kept.
“Besides, I wouldn’t get to see you every few nights anymore would I?” She grinned, putting the guitar that had rested so faithfully in her arms back into its black case.
“E-Eh?” Yuya blinked, quite caught off guard.
“Don’t worry about it…” She giggled, picking up the case and bowing to her benefactor. She smiled as she saw the small rustling of the bushes in the distance.
“Your friends are here again…” She said, almost laughing. Just as Takaki turned to look, he blushed and turned back to apologize for his friends. But as he flipped back around, she was gone…
“Oi! Guys! Why do you do this eeevery time!?” Yuya complained, almost stamping his feet in a tantrum.
“Oh c’mon, you’ve got a little girlfriend, we’ve gotta see!” Hikaru laughed as he stepped out into the open.
“Just wondering…” Ryosuke said nonchalantly, stepping beside the older boy.
“I’m only here cause Yama-chan’s here….” Chinen said softly, bumping into Yamada’s shoulder.
“Pft….” Yuya sighed as he rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself. Walking to his friends he put his arms around them and took them back to the rehearsal warehouse where the bus would be waiting to take them home.
Giving the area one final look, Yuya smiled imagining the next time he’d see her.
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The next day passed and Yuya found himself teetering on the edge of a work weekend and a personal holiday.
“Ohh.. Yabu… pleeeeeeeeaaaase cant we have a rest this weekend? We’ve been going at it every other day for almost two months now!” Yuya whined as he threw on his shirt and managed to keep his cell phone glued to his head.
“Our concert is coming up soon!”
“But two months!”
“SOON!”
“TWO MONTHS!”
Yuya never usually won these shouting matches with Yabu….. unless… he could get someone to distract Yabu and get him flustered.
“Yabu-Kun, hold on one second…” Yuya said quickly, switching calls before the older boy could protest. Quickly, he fumbled through his contacts to find Ryutaro.
“Ryutaro! Go talk to Yabu right now about soccer, and make sure you keep on going until he gets off the phone!” Yuya said urgently.
“Ummnnn…. Sleep….call…you…me….why? Soccer?” Takaki sighed and shook his head, clearly Ryutaro wasn't going to be of any use…
After flipping through his contacts again, he landed upon…
“Hikaru! Talk to Yabu pleaaase!”
“You want to take a day off again don't you….?”
“What do you mean “Again”? It’s been two months!”
“Well… I suppose if you have to distract that boy… you need the one who understands him best ne….?” Hikaru said, sighing to himself not-so-modestly.
“Pleeeeease?”
“Fine fine… gimme 10 seconds, then resume your call.” Hikaru hung up and Yuya stared at his phone and after waiting a bit, resumed his call with the leader of JUMP.
“…Hikaru, what? No we can’t go out to the arcade tonight beca-“
“Yabu-kun! I wanna take the weekend off!” Yuya insisted
“No! You ca- Hikaru! Not there! Don- augh. You cant take a weeken-“ Ahhh!” Yuya grinned, only imagining the havoc Hikaru was causing.
“Yabu.. I really need to take a day off!”
“Hikaru, of course I want to spend time with you I just-“
“Yabu I really need to take the weekend off!” Yuya insisted
“Huh!? W-Whatever! Go do it….. I have to go. Hikaru’s being pouty again.” Yabu said, hanging up.
“Yes!” Yuya laughed, imagining Hikaru sitting angrily in front of an almost certainly flustered Yabu who, despite his work ethic was an absolute sucker for his Hikaru’s antics.
Finally having his time off, Takaki threw on his, as he called it, no-so-dressy-but-not -so-casual” outfit and grinned as he straightened the skinny tie that rested down the center of his chest. This would be the first time that he’d actually get to see Aya during the day!
He approached the small fountain and smiled as he heard the soft notes floating in a symphony with the waters that splashed gently in he background. She sat alone in the center of the small clearing and staring at her now reminded him of a movie.
“This feeling…” Yuya whispered as he felt a leaf brush past his hand. All the world seemed to dance with her, the swirling autumn leaves jumped off their branches and wafted down around her.
“Aya..” He said to himself, perhaps a little too loudly. The girl looked up from her guitar to see him standing there, dumbstruck and she grinned, setting down her instrument and walking over.
“Hello Takaki-kun.” She said, extending her hand.
“H-Hi… a-again I mean.” Yuya cleared his throat while trying to look quite a bit cooler than he felt at the moment.
“Would you…. Like to join me today?” She asked shyly taking his hand
“H-Hai…”
She smiled happily, turning back to the fountain, her soft flowing skirt twirled behind her, and Yuya stood still in his own trance.
Sitting down on the small cement edge, Aya picked up her guitar again smiled as her eyes closed and the gentlest of winds flowed across her face. Striking a single chord, the world stood still for her again. Her voice seemed to flow right into Yuya’s heart as he felt himself grow lightheaded, and at the same time overwhelmed all at the same time. He stumbled his way to the girl’s side his eyes never leaving the mouth that could produce such a beautiful sound.
“Did… you like it?”
“Did you… Takaki-kun?”
“Huh?” Yuya snapped back to reality, not noticing that Aya had already finished her song.
“Did you like my song? I wrote the lyrics myself….”
“It was… amazing…”
“Ne-Chan! Can you play this song please!?” A little girl interrupted before Yuya could say anything, and before he realized what was going on, a sheet of what looked to be music paper was shoved in between them.
“Sure Mai-Chan… is this the song that your mom used to play? The one you were talking about?” Aya smiled happily as she took the paper and began to study it.
“Un!” The little girl nodded, holding hands with an even smaller girl, who still stumbled as she walked.
“I think…. It goes something like this….” Aya bit her lip a little, practicing the chords for a moment before letting her entire body relax and her hands began strumming a soft melody that Yuya recognized as the same lullaby that he was used to hearing from so long ago.
Only now… hearing Aya sing it, it felt… different… he had forgotten the words already, but just hearing it now brought it all back and he found himself softly humming the words before they came bursting out of his mouth.
“Suuuuugoii! “ The little girl cheered as she hopped along with some of the other children who had come to see what all the commotion was about. Giggling lightly Aya thanked the girl for her compliment and turned to the boy who had sung his heart out during her performance.
“Ne… Takaki-kun? would you… like to join me for lunch today? I-it’ll be payback! For all the dinners you brought me. Aya offered
“A-A-un…” The boy nodded awkwardly, a little shocked.
Together they wandered around the surrounding buildings until they came across a small café that they could both agree on. Taking one of the small booths, they sat down and the waitress brought the menus and drinks.
“Ne.. Takaki-kun? Why do you come listen to me so often?”
“H-Huh… w-well… I just… I like listening to music… to you…” Just at that moment, Yuya felt so red and he quickly ducked into his menu only to hear a giggle and a soft hand lay down upon his own.
“Thank you…” Aya said.
The food came and went, and with a bit of talking... the two got to know each other. Small things like their favorite color, their favorite music, to big things like their families, their jobs, their lives…
“It’s amazing that you’ve been performing for so long..”
“Iya…. It’s nothing, JUMP is a great group, it’s because of everyone that we’re able to last”
“Is that the answer you always say to the media?”
“Iya… I guess… it’s just something that always pops into our heads…”
“Conditioned eh?” Aya teased.
“Eheh…” Yuya blushed.
“Ne… Takaki-kun… I like… going out with you….you seem very… down to earth…” Aya chuckled to herself, notcing that Yuya had shrunk into a blushing huddle
“Would you like go ou-“
“Aya! It’s time! We have to go for our appointments!” The pair at the table looked up to see a girl running frantically towards them.
“Uh…” Yuya looked lost
“Hi! Bye! Gotta Go! NOW!” The girl said quickly, grabbing Aya, who barely had enough time to leave money on the table before being torn away.
“W-What just happened….?” He thought aloud to himself as his legs and arms slowly loosened so he could move again. While paying, and preparing to leave the restaurant, Yuya noticed that his companion had left her phone in the flurry to leave and he picked it up now, slightly panicked.
“S-Should I call her house and tell her I have it? What if I just give it to her next time I see her? What if…”
While he was lost in thought, the phone in his hand started vibrating, and he nearly dropped it in shock.
“H-Hello?” He said timidly
“Takaki-kun!?”
“Aya?”
“Oh thank goodness, I thought I had lost my phone!”
“You left it here at the restaurant, are you nearby still? I can just go out and give it to you…”
“Un… I’m in the car right now, but, tonight I’m going to be performing at the Kiyoshi hall, if you’d like to come and watch, you can just give me the phone then?”
“I-uh… I’d love to…. uh I mean, return the phone I mean…..” The boy’s eyes snared shut as he realized how stupid he had just sounded.
“I’ll tell the people at the ticketing booth to expect you then! See you soon then Takaki-kun!” The small beep that signaled the end of the call followed and Yuya stood silent.
“E-Eh! You got invited to the Mid-Winter’s Night Performance?! How!? Why!?” Yuto Pouted.
“W-Wha-?”
“Don’t pay attention to him, he’s just mad cause he’s wanted to go again since his first time there.” Keito followed, sighing as he sat down beside his friends at the small bookstore they frequented.
“Why are you reading those boring books still…?” Ryosuke asked as he held out a copy of a manga he had been pushing lately.
“When you guys come you read mangas, when Keito and I come, we read textbooks..” Kei sighed, slapping down what looked to be half his height in thick leatherbound pages.
“That’ll be me soon…” Daiki whined, plopping his head down against the flat wooden table.
“Ne… So Yuto… what is this… performance thing?”
“You don't know!?”
“No…”
“It’s only the most exclusive event during the summer! They have guests come from all over Japan from different fields of the media, and during the last quarter of the show they have aspiring performers come and dance or sing. The winner gets a chance at a recording contract!” Yuto seemed to be getting more and more puffed up about it as he talked.
“Oh….” Yuya nodded
“So what are you going to wear?” Yuya looked up at Yabu who had appeared on the other side of the table, his hand on his hip and what looked to be a very happy Hikaru attached to the other.
“Eh? Wear? Just… this?”
“Jeans and a T-shirt?!” Hikaru chuckled
“Is… it formal?”
“It’s THE formal.”
Yuya’s eyes widened.
“I'm still mad at you for making… this one… drag me around the whole day…” Yabu sighed as he pointed to Hikaru who did his best little-kid face.
“But… I’ll help you…” Yabu said as he grabbed Yuya’s wrist and pulled him up and out.
“If Hikaru pulled me out for shopping for the entire day… I suppose some of it may as well go to a good cause..” Yabu could be heard saying as the two boys walked out.
“You took Yabu shopping again?” Kei asked, not really caring as he wrote his report on what he called “The biggest Greek Architecture paper” of his life.
“Yuya wanted a day off…. And I hate shopping by myself anyway…” Hikaru Shrugged.
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Three Textbooks, five manga chapters, and one CD later, the members of JUMP found themselves laughing at a tuxedo clad Takaki who stood awkwardly in the middle of the bookstore. He was still trying to avoid that “choking” feeling by adjusting the tie around his neck.
“Not bad…. You clean up nice…” A very frayed looking Inoo said, glancing up from his paper for a few seconds before turning back to his pile of books.
“I think you need to put your cufflinks in now…” Keito said as he inspected his friend from top to bottom.
“Thanks… guys…” Yuya said as he felt like a mannequin while his friends dressed and arranged him.
Half an hour of “what-not-to-do-or-say-training” later Yuya hailed a cab that would take him to the performance hall. He got out to the sight of a busy and bustling scene. With cars that cost more than his life pulling up and valets jumping at their chance to drive. Stopping by the booth, Yuya picked up his ticket and smiled as the lady behind the glass wished him a good evening.
He found his seat without much problem, and settled down early, fearing if he wandered around too much he’d end up causing a problem.
The stage opened to a soft white background tinted blue with projected light. The colors changed as the music turned from silence to a gentle flute. The notes fluttered as ladies clad in white and silver kimonos walked out on stage, their faces hidden by fans. Yuya was no stranger to such performances but he had to admit, there was a little something different about this one. He watched as some of the front performers seemed to be incredibly adept, while one or two of the ladies in the back almost seemed to… stumble around the stage. Then he smiled, that sense of familiarity came to him again and he knew instantly where Aya was. She was the one in the first row, slightly off to the side, but still near the center nonetheless. The way she took her gentle petite steps and her hands fluttered with the fan in hand. Though there may have been other traditional dancers better than her, Yuya paid no attention, his eyes stuck onto the slender girl’s mesmerizing beauty. For just a few moments during her pose at the end, he felt his breath stop and his words fail him. He couldn’t even bring himself to clap with the roaring crowd around him.
The next performance was a small girl, performing acrobatics; the next a small boy performing a demonstration of magic; and the one after that was a group of children singing in a choir.
It was then that the stage darkened again and Yuya could hear the soft footsteps of someone trying hard to dash across the stage. The quick squeak of a stool on the floor and then the click of the lights revealed a simple stage, clear except for a single familiar figure, sitting upon a high stool, guitar in hand and a bright smile on her face.
“Hello, my name is Aya Hirayama…. And this is a little song called “Fountain” I just wrote this recently… so I hope… you all enjoy.” She said shyly, preparing her guitar in her lap.
As soon as the first few notes appeared, Yuya recognized the song as the one she had always played at nights. The same song that she would strum while they absent-mindedly talked at the small fountain where they’d meet.
Only now, the words were different, they spoke of a small fountain as the meeting place between a prince and a princess, one where they would meet to forget about their lives and just be with each other.
A secret place for you and me
A world beyond, where we’re free
Daytime comes and we’re JUMPing to take the leap
Nightime comes and in your arms, I’m asleep
Aya sang with the most peaceful look on her face. Truth be told, once he realized the small hints in the song that referred to him, Yuya’s jaw dropped and the rest of the song flew by….
After another hour or so of performances, the announcer came out to announce the winners, and unfortunately, Aya came in second. The minute the concert stage dimmed and he performers left the stage… Yuya felt Aya’s phone vibrate in his pocket.
“Sure, I’ll meet you at the side door.”
“Arigatou Takaki-kun.”
Together the pair walked back to the small bubbling white lit fountain and Aya sat down on the edge, her now jeans-clad legs swinging in the air without a care.
“Did you like the concert?” She asked.
“Takaki-kun? Yuya?” She repeated, noticing how quiet her companion had become.
“H-Huh! Oh… y-yeah… but… your song… if you had sung the regular one you would have won…” Yuya looked down, he felt as if he had cost Aya the competition.
“Ne… you know… it really doesn’t bother me… whether or not I’m famous… but what does matter to me… is if you… understood…”
“Understood…?” Yuya looked up nervously, and in that instant, he felt a pair of lips against his. After a moment of shock, his entire body relaxed and he fell into the kiss, lit by the water glow of the fountain and the soft shimmer of the moon above.
The kiss broke as the two stared into each other’s eyes and…..
The door to a small apartment only a minute from the fountain burst open, a girl in jeans and a taller boy with slightly orange brown hair dashed in. The girl dragged the boy by his wrist into the first room on the right, and smiled as the door was kicked shut behind them. Silently she turned to him and welcomed him with open arms. His body contoured to hers, pushing her back ever so slowly until her body lay upon the soft blanket covered bed. Their lips never parted while their hands explored each other’s bodies, hindered only by the thin layers of fabric that served as clothing.
Yuya’s body trembled as he felt the girl’s dexterous fingers slip in between the buttons that held closed his shirt and he tensed as her nail gently pressed against his body with each small click of the buttons being undone. His toned chest came into view as the two sides of the undone clothing hung on his frame and he backed off a little to allow the girl to take it off. She took his hands now and brought them to her sides, encouraging them to slide up and up..
While his hands worked their magic, Yuya felt the exploring hands return to him again, they traced down his chest, feeling his muscled pecs and sliding down in between the slim waistband of his pants and underwear. Soft and cool, Aya’s hand slipped down and relieved Yuya of his pants and his naked body was pressed onto her own. Her once straight dark brown hair lay sprawled on the bed as their lips parted and Yuya’s traced their own path down. One upon her neck, another at her crest…
“Unh..” He paused, feeling the waistband slip down his hips. The moment he felt himself completely naked, he felt himself grow wild with desire. There was something so primal boiling within.
Ravenously he tore at her clothes, and she felt completely at his mercy. Yet, she wasn’t afraid, the soft brown glow of his eyes told her she had nothing to be afraid of and the moment his lips pressed down against her navel her mind gave up thinking, She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him up. With a small whisper he sent shivers down her spine. His entire body crept upon hers, spreading itself over her entire being. Then much to her surprise she yelped as her sides became the attention of his wandering digits. Up the traced along her sides, tickling her, enticing her to share herself with him. Then they wandered closer together, caressing her fragile form. Tenderly, he crept down her chest again, this time pausing to let his tongue wander along the sensitive budding nipples that beckoned for attention. A small flick of his tongue sent her into moans and anything beyond that…
“Anh!” Aya called, feeling in an instant the pressure of Yuya’s lips.
Meanwhile, she had managed enough self-control to have her arm drift its way to the member awaiting her between Yuya’s two muscular legs. She could feel the intense heat from it, the way it strained against her touch…
“nngh…” Yuya moaned as the hand began to wrap around his own private limb and he felt an unknown pleasure.
“Ta-taka…” Aya moaned as she saw the gleam in Yuya’s eyes and knew the mischief he was about to wreck upon her. In one swift movement, he had forced himself out of her grasp and before she could lift her head to see where he had gone…..
“Ohnnh!” Aya screamed, her head thrown back in ecstasy. His tongue had dove in recklessly, snaking its way into her body, teasing her open slowly. Her hands ran over the silken sheets, clutching as she felt herself pried open slowly with an unspeakable warmth. His tongue darted up and down her welcoming entrance, and in an instant it darted within, only fleetingly.
Slowly she felt two digits join in, each curing its way in and then out again.
“Unhh!” Aya moaned, her hands gripping the sheets tighter still. Even now, her hands searched down for the boy’s head, his tangled and now messy head of hair tickled her thighs and she whimpered. With enticing hands, she lifted him up and he grinned as he knew what she wanted and readily provided.
The flushing warmth that encircled his cock made Yuya’s knees buckle as he was now forced to straddle the girl’s body. He could feel the small pin-point accuracy of Aya’s tongue as it teased one small spot, only to dash to another. He could feel her teasing him. Just one brush against the underside of his magnificent member told her all the small sensitive spots that she could use to drive him crazy. It was now that she teased around these spots, and she smiled for the first time, a darker, devilish smile as she observed the small twitches in the boy’s body she was causing. With a swipe of her tongue one in direction, she saw the corners of his mouth twitch, and in the other direction, his eyes fluttered while he let out the most enticingly soft of moans.
Now she let him go, freeing his eyes from their closed prison and as their eyes met, he laid himself flat against her body, and she in turn wrapped herself around him.
“Takaki-ku-“ A swift kiss muted her as the words her mind had though to say became a whimper with the feeling of a probing cock pressing into her. His hips pushed forward, straining himself and in an instant Aya’s body arched, feeling herself be penetrated. In a rush the rest of the boy’s vigor slammed home, making her cry his name. Her moans, her screams, her wild abandon echoed and bounced off the walls, encouraging him to go harder, faster…
Thrust after thrust she felt her mind be shattered to pieces as the all-consuming heat of their bodies grew to be too much and she felt herself almost go numb for the overload of sensations. She ran her hands over Yuya’s firm chest, his defined muscles knew only the feeling she had in her mind, her fingers had lost the ability to sense long ago.
Just as the pain and pleasure died, all the feelings in her body melded into some unknown dull lull and in that instant she knew why. The small lull was the eye before a storm of sensation racked her body as he felt the twitches in the member that was deep within her grow intense and her own body contracted into convulsions. She threw her head back as wave after wave of sheer lust, pleasure, need… erupted from their union and washed over her body, leaving her in a clean and numb simplicity. She could feel him leaving her, and for a moment she thought about protesting, only to have her mouth close, too tired to form any words now. Her body became encircled by his as he lay beside her again and gently nuzzled her neck in his own tired lull. Aya closed her eyes, feeling content in Yuya’s arms and with a small sigh of relief, she drifted off into a silent dream….
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The next day, Aya awoke to find her alarm ringing about 15 minutes past its set time and groggily she slapped down the snooze button before sitting up. Noticing that Yuya had run into the room.
“S-Sorry… I didn't know how to turn off your alarm so… u-uh.. I didn’t want to wake you…” He bowed apologetically.
“I-It’s okay…” Aya nodded, suddenly very aware that he was in nothing but a pair of boxers and that she was still naked, covered only by a small blanket.
“Breakfast is almost ready… I didn’t know what you liked… but you had enough to make waffles so I…”
“Waffles is fine…” Aya said smiling.
With a small smile, Yuya shut the door, to let her get dressed. Aya winced as she stood up, her body ached and she felt sore all over, but somehow, she convinced herself to get dressed, and out the room.
She found her small table set up with two stacks of golden waffles, and a boy who gazed at her with a subtle charming grin on his face. She sat down and smiled to him, thanking him for all that he had done.
“Aya-Chan…?”
“Hm?”
“Would you…. Like to go out with me again….?”
“Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?”
“I..”
“Cause if you aren’t…. people will get the wrong impression that I just…. sleep with anybody….” She said casually, teasing. The grin that crept across the boy’s face widened as he caught on.
“Well… then.. to save you from that…. I suppose… I should ask ne? Aya Hirayama, would you be my girlfriend?”
“There wasn’t even a “please” in there….”
“Ah! Nope…. There wasn't.” He nodded, faking a “take-it-or-leave-it” attitude.
“I suppose…. I’ll take what I can get… “ She chuckled, lifting his chin and planting a soft kiss upon his lips.
“Yes, I’d love to be your girlfriend.”
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Uwa, sorry it’s been so long since my last story minna! I suppose university’s been bogging me downa gain…. And this semester it’s BAAAAAAAAD. But, I will try to continue writing, and I myself am actually VERY interested in where my legend of the god’s story will go. So…. Definitely will be working on that…
Once again, thank you everyone for your support in helping to get me out of this writing slump!
Comments are <3 and VERY much appreciated!
~Emmie
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