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52 Weeks, chapter 5
Fandom: Johnny's Entertainment (KAT-TUN/NewS)
Pairing: Ryo/Ueda (Side: Kame/Jin, Tegoshi/Massu, Maru/Junno, Junno/Ueda)
Genre: Romance/mild AU
Rating: PG (some language)
Summary: Ryo hates Ueda. Ueda hates Ryo. However, after a rabid fan, a media explosion, and an angry Johnny, they must pretend to be in love and dating for one year.... or else.
Notes: Inspired by a prompt from
thewhiteprophet : fake boyfriend fic: when one of ryo's insane stalkers actually manages to make her way into his life, he freaks out. she approaches him one day while he's standing near kat-tun, and when she touches his arm he screams at her that he's dating someone. "who?" she hisses, eyes narrowed. he grabs the hand of the first person he sees, and when he actually sees who it is, he wants to cry. and ueda, whose hand he's squeezing, is already on the verge of angry tears. Thanks for letting me steal this. <3
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Chapter 6
They didn’t… mean… for anything to happen again.
They didn’t want anything to happen again. They hated each other, and lately they had been showing it. The dressing room was in a perpetual state of silence, and neither had spoken a word to the other in over a week. It was easy to pretend that the other didn’t exist, even during photoshoots. Just pretend he isn’t there, just pretend it’s not his hand you’re holding, just pretend that this isn’t happening. Just pretend.
No one else noticed. Sure, Kame might’ve picked up that something was wrong with Ueda, but he didn’t say anything, and Ueda didn’t confide in him. There wasn’t anything to confide, he would tell himself. There weren’t any dreams. There weren’t any wishes. There weren’t any desires, and if he found himself pulling away from Junno it was only because Junno was pulling away from him--lately his samurai lover had been distant, in a way… Quieter, less enthusiastic. Something was bothering him, Ueda was sure. They just… didn’t talk about it.
Ryo, for his part, found it easy to hide. He just scowled whenever Yamapi or Shige brought him up, and the other boys took it as a sign that nothing had changed. He didn’t tell them about that night, in the dressing room. Whatever they guessed, they didn’t tell him.
So they got along for a while, not peaceful, not happy, but… able to function. It wasn’t as thought it felt good at all. Ueda came to dread coming to work-a while ago it would’ve overjoyed him to no end that Ryo was giving him the silent treatment. Now it just felt… hollow, in a way.
And they didn’t mean for anything else to happen.
It did, a few weeks later. They had existed off dark looks and a few muttered words shot at each other, but their tempers were boiling. The dressing room was dark, as it always was lately, and the tension was positively crackling in the room.
A few words, shot at each other-he refused to pick up his things, he was being an unbearable prick. A few harsher words, a few contemptuous glares, a few sharp steps forward. Ryo breathing hard, glowering at Ueda, Ueda staring down at him, arrogant, scowling. Too close, both their minds screaming, their bodies ignoring the warning. Reaching forward, grabbing Ueda’s shoulders, whispering something harsh, horrible, calculated just to see that tiny little flash of fear in his eyes. A contemptuous little smirk, leaning his face closer-“Can’t take it, princess?”
Ueda trying to pull away. “Fuck off, Nishikido,” he growled, struggling. “What the fuck are you trying to do?”
Ryo leaning down just a little bit closer. “Scared, fairy?”
“Shut the fuck up,” Ueda hissed, digging his nails into his captor’s palm. Ryo winced slightly, but didn’t move. “Get off me.”
Ryo, inches away from his face. Ryo, far too close. Ryo’s breath on his face, Ryo’s eyes locked on his, Ryo’s lips on his.
“Don’t tell me what to do,” he whispered raggedly, breaking away for a moment, before pulling Ueda closer.
They didn’t mean for anything else to happen.
NOTES
Apologies for the lateness and lameness of this chapter. Bear with me, it's about to get a lot more horrid.
I'm going to re-write this. I mean, the whole fic. Lately it's gotten too hard to write and too angsty and just... too. It started out fluffy and lovely and happy, and I want it to go back to that. It'll be shorter (10-15 chapters, I'm guessing) and it'll just be... happier, I guess. I might take a tiny short break to start working on another long Ryoda fic (it involves a castle and royalty and Ueda actually deserving the nickname princess) but... I'm gonna re-write the whole thing of this.
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