(01/01) Connections
TITLE: Connections (01/01)
AUTHOR: jaricchi
PAIRING: Sakumoto (ShoxMatsuJun)
RATING: PG
GENRE: Slice of Life/Drama
TYPE: Drabble
SUMMARY: Drabble is Drabble desu. With words, there is connections. With connections, words will be said.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Boredom comes with a heavy price. So I made another drabble. Hope you guys don't mind, this time it's a Sakumoto (because HEY! my Sakumoto fic has been long over due). You no like pair, you no read, m'kay~
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Book
"Sakurai-san..." Jun called out, his voice young, bright and so full of innocence.
Sho remembers those days. The days where the man-child used to follow him everywhere with that child-like adoration. But those days where gone, gone were the days where Macchan exist--in it's place was the man now called Matsujun.
Sho supposes that the memory of that child should be written in a book rather in film. That way, it would be more poetic.
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Library
Sho didn't notice him approach but the initial shock quickly turned into a nice surprise. "Matsumoto-kun" he began as he smiled at his junior, "How may I assist you?" The younger man smirked up at him, and Sho knew he was in a bit of a pickle.
"Well, to be honest Sakurai-san..." Jun started and leaned in, "I think, you might be the one who needs assisting." His breath sending mild shivers down spine. Almost immediately, Sho turned red. Jun looked at his face with mild appreciation and nodded. "You seriously need help, Sho-san, if you think I'm going to let you walk out this library with that book."
Sho looked at the book in his hand. 10 Ways to Fall In Love He frowned up at Jun, but before he could reply. Jun smirked at him and sashed his narrow hips to another corner of the library. "Come on, Sakurai Sho-san. I think I might help you personally with your dilemma. Oh and leave the book." Sho quickly returned it to it's shelf and followed. Who knows what happened next.
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Language
Sho never considered language to be a problem before. But now, staring at that beautiful Japanese Man sitting across the room with his Japanese friends, he couldn't help but be frustrated.
He was torn out of his musings when said Japanese Man sat beside him and ordered him a drink, never mind the beer bottle he had been nursing for most of the night. "So, are you going to ever talk to me? Or were you just playing hard to get?"
It took Sho a painful minute to translate what he said before turning into a very good color of red. The man gave a slight chuckle and looked at Sho with an amused smile--smirk. "I take it your Japanese is weak?" Sho blinked and gave a small smile. "Yeah. Ever since I moved here in America, Japanese has become my second language."
The beautiful Japanese man gave him an amused look. "A Japanese should know Japanese." Sho rolled his eyes. "In America, one should speak American." The man gave a false gasp. "What language is that?!" Sho snorted and took a sip of the drink he recieved.
Pulling back, he gave the other a shocked look. "This is way too strong! What's with that? Did you want me drunk?!" The other leaned closer and smirk. "Definitely, that way--you wouldn't be so conscious about language in bed." Sho blushed, knowing exactly what he said.
"And by the way, I'm Jun. If you're going to scream my name tonight, you'd better get it right."
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Teacher
It came to a shock to find out Sho's favourite teacher back in high school died. That man helped him in more ways than one. And now, he can't believe he was gone.
The shock didn't leave even until the next day. He must've given something away because one moment Jun was beside him and held him. Then suddenly, it was too much. He felt the first telltale signs of tears fall and soon he was bawling his heart out.
He didn't remember what Jun said to soothe him (or maybe he didn't say anything at all), but he knew that the other held him all the way through. Letting him cry out the sadness and the pain he had been holding on since the night before.
When he had stopped, he didn't let go. He simply sat there clinging to the person who supported him through.
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Student
Sho wasn't an excellent student despite what people believed. Heck, he nearly failed high school. True that was only because he was too busy to actually study, but he should be like other people who didn't need to study when they got the lesson in the class right away. Granted, he was never in class because he was so busy but that was no excuse.
But when he moved on to college life, Jun came up to him with look in him that Sho had no choice but comply. True, he wasn't an excellent student, but Sho believes Jun could be if he put his heart into it.
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Honor
Sho believes that his honor was completely taken away from him by force the day he let Jun do what he will with him. He knew it was wrong. They weren't supposed to be like this--together. But they were.
It's wrong he thinks, but Goddammit!--the way he pounds into him making him cry out in pure ecstacy---makes it feel so right!
He still thinks it's wrong. He is the eldest son. He has already disappointed his father with his line of business. He's already disappointed his mother for not quitting when asked.
Technically, he had no honor left to allow screw up. So damn them and let him have this just once, just one night to let go of all expectations, burdens and that damn family honor!
Just one night, let him be who he wants to be...
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Fortune
Sho didn't know what to do with all the money he kept earning. Mind you, they were huge. He could stop working right now and still have so much left over. That and he still has to even recieve his inheritance from his father!
He could use it to travel the world, but hell...he didn't have time for that.
He could give it to charities, but then people will start calling him fake. What is wrong with people! Seriously?! He tries to help and they end scorning him.
"Sho, you're thinking too much." a voice drawled from behind him. Startled, Sho turned around to see his lover waking up. "I am not." he replies almost immediately, face slightly turning red. Jun gave a little chuckle, "When you face goes wrinkly like that, it definitely means your thinking too much." Sho huffed in annoyance and looked away. J gave another laugh and pulled him close.
"So, what were you thinking about this time?" he asks. Sho shrugs. "Nothing really, just that we have too much money to spend." Jun snorts. "It's not that much, Sho."
"It is too! I don't know what to do with it! It's practically a fortune!"
Jun doesn't say anything and sighs. "You worry over the most unimportant thing ever. You know Sho, I'd give all of that for you."
Sho blinks and smiles back. "Yeah, I would too. You're far too precious than anything in the world." Jun made a face but gave a smile. "I better be." Sho grins back. "You're my fortune." Rolling his eyes, Jun touched his forhead with Sho's. "You're much too sap, Sho..."
"Maybe I am, but you love me anyway."
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Tradition
Sho was raised in tradition.
He was raised to treat everything right and in the traditional way. But time and time again, he has broken that vow.
He joined the industry that wasn't very accepted by traditionalists. Of the reason he became a newscaster was to please his traditionalist family.
He got his piercings and that sexy mag, and honestly by that time, he didn't really care. But he let himself loose it when he got the news role. It wouldn't be proper, his father said. No one would take you seriously, his mother told him. So he appeased them and got rid of them.
But one thing his family frowned on most and definitely did not follow tradition was his lover.
Not only did he not marry before he turned thirty, he vowed never to marry as long as he had MatsuJun. He didn't care if he was breaking tradition, because what mattered was Jun's happy smile when he told them with no hesitation that he was never leaving him just because they were male.
Tradition used to mean everything to Sho, but then Jun became his everything. Nothing else mattered.
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Excellence
Sho knew that Jun wouldn't accept anything but perfection--excellence.
More than once, he wondered why he chose someone as imperfect as him as his lover. He knew, of course, his good points but his imperfections completely out weighed them.
So when Jun would lash out at him for something that he may or may not have done (or caused), he readily accepted them. Laughing them off the next day with the make up artist or his other band members. After all, he had to make up somehow.
He chose to ignore Nino's probing questions, or Aiba's concerned gestures, or Satoshi's knowing stares. They wouldn't understand. They would choose to do something drastic like confront Jun and that would make him just more angry---or guilty (depends on who confronted him). He didn't want Jun to feel either.
So he laughs it off and pretends that got the bruises, cuts, wounds (sometimes fractures, but that's easily hidden) came from him being such a klutz. He gets slap at the back of the head for being so unproffessional, but that's fine. As long as Jun remains the way he is, excellent, Sho is content with his imperfections.
Even he breaks from within slowly...
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Pen
Sho's gift to Jun was a simple Parker Fountain Pen for his 17th birthday. It was simple but he knew the other had been so fascinated with his, so it was so simple just to give him one of his own.
Imagine his schock when he sees the exact same pen 10 years ago in the man's bed stand.
"Jun?" Sho calls out. "Hmmm?" He replies, sounding far away.
"You still keep it?" He asks, maybe he could be wrong. "Keep what?" Jun replies and sounding much closer.
"The pen..." He replies. Jun gives a little chuckle behind him and reaches out to take it.
He smiles at Sho a little. "This was your first gift to me, call me sentimental but I couldn't bear to throw it away."
Sho's hand reach up to pat Jun's cheek. "No. Thank you..."
Jun raises a dainty brow. "For what? You were the one who gave me the pen."
Sho shakes his head and smiles. "For waiting."
Jun's hand closed over his and he too, smiles. "I'll always be waiting."
A/N: Okay. DONE! AND THIS IS SO MUCH HARDER TO WRITE THAN A YAMA, and don't ask why, it just is. okee? you have ruined me but I love you.
AUTHOR: jaricchi
PAIRING: Sakumoto (ShoxMatsuJun)
RATING: PG
GENRE: Slice of Life/Drama
TYPE: Drabble
SUMMARY: Drabble is Drabble desu. With words, there is connections. With connections, words will be said.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Boredom comes with a heavy price. So I made another drabble. Hope you guys don't mind, this time it's a Sakumoto (because HEY! my Sakumoto fic has been long over due). You no like pair, you no read, m'kay~
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Book
"Sakurai-san..." Jun called out, his voice young, bright and so full of innocence.
Sho remembers those days. The days where the man-child used to follow him everywhere with that child-like adoration. But those days where gone, gone were the days where Macchan exist--in it's place was the man now called Matsujun.
Sho supposes that the memory of that child should be written in a book rather in film. That way, it would be more poetic.
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Library
Sho didn't notice him approach but the initial shock quickly turned into a nice surprise. "Matsumoto-kun" he began as he smiled at his junior, "How may I assist you?" The younger man smirked up at him, and Sho knew he was in a bit of a pickle.
"Well, to be honest Sakurai-san..." Jun started and leaned in, "I think, you might be the one who needs assisting." His breath sending mild shivers down spine. Almost immediately, Sho turned red. Jun looked at his face with mild appreciation and nodded. "You seriously need help, Sho-san, if you think I'm going to let you walk out this library with that book."
Sho looked at the book in his hand. 10 Ways to Fall In Love He frowned up at Jun, but before he could reply. Jun smirked at him and sashed his narrow hips to another corner of the library. "Come on, Sakurai Sho-san. I think I might help you personally with your dilemma. Oh and leave the book." Sho quickly returned it to it's shelf and followed. Who knows what happened next.
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Language
Sho never considered language to be a problem before. But now, staring at that beautiful Japanese Man sitting across the room with his Japanese friends, he couldn't help but be frustrated.
He was torn out of his musings when said Japanese Man sat beside him and ordered him a drink, never mind the beer bottle he had been nursing for most of the night. "So, are you going to ever talk to me? Or were you just playing hard to get?"
It took Sho a painful minute to translate what he said before turning into a very good color of red. The man gave a slight chuckle and looked at Sho with an amused smile--smirk. "I take it your Japanese is weak?" Sho blinked and gave a small smile. "Yeah. Ever since I moved here in America, Japanese has become my second language."
The beautiful Japanese man gave him an amused look. "A Japanese should know Japanese." Sho rolled his eyes. "In America, one should speak American." The man gave a false gasp. "What language is that?!" Sho snorted and took a sip of the drink he recieved.
Pulling back, he gave the other a shocked look. "This is way too strong! What's with that? Did you want me drunk?!" The other leaned closer and smirk. "Definitely, that way--you wouldn't be so conscious about language in bed." Sho blushed, knowing exactly what he said.
"And by the way, I'm Jun. If you're going to scream my name tonight, you'd better get it right."
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Teacher
It came to a shock to find out Sho's favourite teacher back in high school died. That man helped him in more ways than one. And now, he can't believe he was gone.
The shock didn't leave even until the next day. He must've given something away because one moment Jun was beside him and held him. Then suddenly, it was too much. He felt the first telltale signs of tears fall and soon he was bawling his heart out.
He didn't remember what Jun said to soothe him (or maybe he didn't say anything at all), but he knew that the other held him all the way through. Letting him cry out the sadness and the pain he had been holding on since the night before.
When he had stopped, he didn't let go. He simply sat there clinging to the person who supported him through.
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Student
Sho wasn't an excellent student despite what people believed. Heck, he nearly failed high school. True that was only because he was too busy to actually study, but he should be like other people who didn't need to study when they got the lesson in the class right away. Granted, he was never in class because he was so busy but that was no excuse.
But when he moved on to college life, Jun came up to him with look in him that Sho had no choice but comply. True, he wasn't an excellent student, but Sho believes Jun could be if he put his heart into it.
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Honor
Sho believes that his honor was completely taken away from him by force the day he let Jun do what he will with him. He knew it was wrong. They weren't supposed to be like this--together. But they were.
It's wrong he thinks, but Goddammit!--the way he pounds into him making him cry out in pure ecstacy---makes it feel so right!
He still thinks it's wrong. He is the eldest son. He has already disappointed his father with his line of business. He's already disappointed his mother for not quitting when asked.
Technically, he had no honor left to allow screw up. So damn them and let him have this just once, just one night to let go of all expectations, burdens and that damn family honor!
Just one night, let him be who he wants to be...
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Fortune
Sho didn't know what to do with all the money he kept earning. Mind you, they were huge. He could stop working right now and still have so much left over. That and he still has to even recieve his inheritance from his father!
He could use it to travel the world, but hell...he didn't have time for that.
He could give it to charities, but then people will start calling him fake. What is wrong with people! Seriously?! He tries to help and they end scorning him.
"Sho, you're thinking too much." a voice drawled from behind him. Startled, Sho turned around to see his lover waking up. "I am not." he replies almost immediately, face slightly turning red. Jun gave a little chuckle, "When you face goes wrinkly like that, it definitely means your thinking too much." Sho huffed in annoyance and looked away. J gave another laugh and pulled him close.
"So, what were you thinking about this time?" he asks. Sho shrugs. "Nothing really, just that we have too much money to spend." Jun snorts. "It's not that much, Sho."
"It is too! I don't know what to do with it! It's practically a fortune!"
Jun doesn't say anything and sighs. "You worry over the most unimportant thing ever. You know Sho, I'd give all of that for you."
Sho blinks and smiles back. "Yeah, I would too. You're far too precious than anything in the world." Jun made a face but gave a smile. "I better be." Sho grins back. "You're my fortune." Rolling his eyes, Jun touched his forhead with Sho's. "You're much too sap, Sho..."
"Maybe I am, but you love me anyway."
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Tradition
Sho was raised in tradition.
He was raised to treat everything right and in the traditional way. But time and time again, he has broken that vow.
He joined the industry that wasn't very accepted by traditionalists. Of the reason he became a newscaster was to please his traditionalist family.
He got his piercings and that sexy mag, and honestly by that time, he didn't really care. But he let himself loose it when he got the news role. It wouldn't be proper, his father said. No one would take you seriously, his mother told him. So he appeased them and got rid of them.
But one thing his family frowned on most and definitely did not follow tradition was his lover.
Not only did he not marry before he turned thirty, he vowed never to marry as long as he had MatsuJun. He didn't care if he was breaking tradition, because what mattered was Jun's happy smile when he told them with no hesitation that he was never leaving him just because they were male.
Tradition used to mean everything to Sho, but then Jun became his everything. Nothing else mattered.
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Excellence
Sho knew that Jun wouldn't accept anything but perfection--excellence.
More than once, he wondered why he chose someone as imperfect as him as his lover. He knew, of course, his good points but his imperfections completely out weighed them.
So when Jun would lash out at him for something that he may or may not have done (or caused), he readily accepted them. Laughing them off the next day with the make up artist or his other band members. After all, he had to make up somehow.
He chose to ignore Nino's probing questions, or Aiba's concerned gestures, or Satoshi's knowing stares. They wouldn't understand. They would choose to do something drastic like confront Jun and that would make him just more angry---or guilty (depends on who confronted him). He didn't want Jun to feel either.
So he laughs it off and pretends that got the bruises, cuts, wounds (sometimes fractures, but that's easily hidden) came from him being such a klutz. He gets slap at the back of the head for being so unproffessional, but that's fine. As long as Jun remains the way he is, excellent, Sho is content with his imperfections.
Even he breaks from within slowly...
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Pen
Sho's gift to Jun was a simple Parker Fountain Pen for his 17th birthday. It was simple but he knew the other had been so fascinated with his, so it was so simple just to give him one of his own.
Imagine his schock when he sees the exact same pen 10 years ago in the man's bed stand.
"Jun?" Sho calls out. "Hmmm?" He replies, sounding far away.
"You still keep it?" He asks, maybe he could be wrong. "Keep what?" Jun replies and sounding much closer.
"The pen..." He replies. Jun gives a little chuckle behind him and reaches out to take it.
He smiles at Sho a little. "This was your first gift to me, call me sentimental but I couldn't bear to throw it away."
Sho's hand reach up to pat Jun's cheek. "No. Thank you..."
Jun raises a dainty brow. "For what? You were the one who gave me the pen."
Sho shakes his head and smiles. "For waiting."
Jun's hand closed over his and he too, smiles. "I'll always be waiting."
A/N: Okay. DONE! AND THIS IS SO MUCH HARDER TO WRITE THAN A YAMA, and don't ask why, it just is. okee? you have ruined me but I love you.