Love Situation Chapters 1 through 5
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Title: Love Situation
Chapters: 1-19
Rating: PG- PG-13 (very safe)
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Drama
Pairing: Sakurai Sho/OC, slight Matsumoto Jun/OC
Chapter 1
I’ve been with the band for nearly five years now... has it been that long? Wow... time really flies, huh? I guess that saying is true... Anyway, my name is Nakano Minako and I am about to tell you the story of my love situation.
Being assistant costume designer and an extra stage hand, I never thought I would get so attached to the boys. I guess it was kind of naive of me to think that, since I did travel with them most of the time, we were bound to have some run ins. Needless to say, we have grown close, the six of us... probably closer than necessary.
I would say it started one late evening after the opening night in Yokohama. I had earlier eaten a bento containing eel and now it came back for revenge. I was stuck in my hotel room a few streets across from the concert dome with a horrible upset stomach and a raging fever. Looking out from my window, I could hear the crowd of the fangirls as they filed from the concert like ants. Laying back on the too stiff bed, I closed my hazel eyes tightly as my stomach churned painfully. I wanted to throw everything up, but all that was left was dry heaves due to emptying my body earlier. My head pounded annoyingly and my fever raged on as I curled into a ball of pain. Glancing at the little digital clock on the night stand, it was blinking "9:15". I shut my eyes again as my mind wandered to what the boys would be doing now... most likely showering or eating.
I had stayed for the opening song, watching proudly from the back stage along side the staff. Aya wouldn’t stop pestering me as I grew more pale and sickly, but I refused of course, I wanted to see my boys perform. Unfortunately halfway into the third song, I nearly fainted and had to have security and several staff members escort me to my room. I can’t say I wasn’t relived, because once I bid goodnight to my escorts and locked the door, I spent over an hour in the bathroom.
"Mina-chan? Minako?" I heard a distant voice calling. I guess I must’ve fallen asleep because the clock was now blinking "12:45". I sat up a little too quickly and groaned in absolute nausea.
"Minako, are you okay?" another familiar voice called through the door after a few soft knocks.
"Yes, yes... coming..." I groaned loudly as I slowly stood up. My wavy hair was a mess around my shoulders, but at this point, I couldn’t care less. I stumbled down the short hall and pressed my burning face against the cool door, peeking out the peephole. Just who I thought it would be. Outside the door stood a very anxious looking Aiba and a slightly annoyed Jun. Slowly, I cracked open the door and put on a very weak smile.
"Aiba-kun... Matsumoto-san... why are you here?" I asked weakly. A warm smile was on Aiba’s adorable face and even Jun’s annoyed expression had turned into concern.
"Aya-san told us you had gotten sick." Jun said casually. I nodded slightly and tried to ignore the wave of nausea.
"H- How was the concert?" I asked slowly.
"Awesome! They’re always awesome, Mina-chan!" Aiba chirped happily as Jun nodded in agreement.
"Sakurai-kun had a bit of a stumble back stage though, nothing serious." Jun added in. I tried to hide my sudden concern, but I felt my eyes widen too quickly.
"He’s okay, right?" I asked, trying not to sound too eager. Aiba eyed me curiously but Jun just crossed his arms tightly across his chest.
"Good as ever, nothing bad. We’re exhausted though..." Jun said scratching his head absentmindedly. I straightened up and looked at them worriedly.
"You should sleep! I appreciate you two checking up on me, really I do, but you’ve got another concert tomorrow and, and practice." I sputtered. Jun smirked slightly and bid me goodnight and Aiba followed shortly, trotting after Jun down the hall and turning around once to wave good-bye. I leaned against the door for a few moments, wondering why I suddenly felt... flustered. It wasn’t because of Aiba, he had been my closest friend since day one and I knew he felt the same way.
Jun... I had a history with Jun. About a month after being hired on by Aya-san, he and I had a very short relationship that couldn’t be described as anything else but disaster. There once was passion between us, but now there was nothing but the feeling of colleagues. Ohno and Nino-kun... no, it wasn’t them. They had been my support since I joined and had gained nothing but friendship. And then I knew, it was Sho. It was Sho again, and Aiba knew it. I ran my hand through my dark hair in frustration, closed and locked the door and stalked back to my bed, not bothering to get undressed or even snuggle under the covers.
Sho. Shortly after the relationship with Jun, I had immediately developed feelings towards Sho. No one but Aiba knew, of course, we usually talked on the phone for hours. He had advised me to not act on the feelings, seeing as Sho was in a relationship at the time and things between Jun and I were still rocky. So for four years I kept this to myself, even when Sho had become single again and things had been patched up with Jun.
I laid on the bed, staring out at the city’s lights and the moon hovering in the black sky. I felt my eyelids get heavy and soon I was once again, fast asleep. Sometime during the night I had broken my fever and woke up in a cold sweat around five in the morning. Luckily, I had fought off whatever that eel gave me and was feeling much better. I was sound asleep now until my alarm buzzed at 9:30, making me jolt straight up in bed. The sun was shining bright through the curtains and the city buzzed with activity. I pushed my messy hair from my face and staggered over to the bathroom, trying to push away the grogginess.
Chapter 2
"Aya-san, it’s Minako, when you get this please call me back." I left a very short message on Aya’s phone after I had gotten out of the shower. I wanted her to know that I was fully capable of working today and that I’d be at the dressing room at 12:30. Pulling my now manageable hair into a ponytail, I began to straighten out my bed and check my morning e-mails. Only one message from my mother, which was usual, asking how the tour was going. Instead of sending her an e-mail back, I decided to give her a call.
But as if it was cued, there was a knock at the door. Forgetting about the phone call, I walked to the door and opened it to find a very welcomed surprise. He stood in the hallway with one hand in his track suit pants pocket and a coffee in his other hand. A beautiful smile crossed his face.
"Minako! Jun warned me that you might look horrible, but I guess he was wrong." he said teasingly. I bowed slightly in an attempt to hide my flushed cheeks.
"Sakurai-san! Good morning." I said breathlessly. Sho held out the coffee which I took with slightly trembling hands.
"Aiba-chan picked up coffee... he said you might want one." he said as he put his hands in his pockets. I held the cup steadily and quietly said a thank you. There was an awkward silence between us for several long moments until finally Sho spoke again.
"So are you feeling better?" I nodded slightly and was suddenly aware of how my stomach turned upside down.
"Yeah, yeah I’m feeling much better." I said with a smile as I met his eyes. Everything seemed to pause at that moment and I think even my heart stopped beating. His eyes... those lips...
"We’ll see you... at rehearsal?" Sho suddenly asked curiously. I snapped back to life with a nervous smile and an awkward chuckle.
"Yeah! Actually, I think I should get ready... thank you for the coffee, Sakurai-san." I squeaked. Sho smiled again and bid me good-bye then walked down the hall and around the corner to the boys’ conjoining rooms. I didn’t become aware of myself until he was gone and then I noticed how fast my heart was pounding. I slipped back into my room, holding the coffee cup against my chest. I slowly sank to the floor with a stupid smile on my face. I knew I was in trouble.
The boys’ afternoon rehearsal went perfectly, save for Jun tripping up Ohno during one of the songs. I didn’t see the boys personally until ten minutes before their 2 o’clock concert when Aya-san and I went in to get them all dressed and ready. As I straightened out the costume rack, Aiba was the first to show up and very casually stand next to me.
"You still like Sho, Mina-chan." he said quietly so none of the other staff would hear. I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Aiba-kun, that is the last thing you should be worrying about. Nothing is going to happen between us." I said as I turned back to the costumes.
"Ah! So you admit it." he said rather loudly. I looked around startled to make sure no one had heard Aiba, then I turned to him.
"Not loudly! This isn’t the time to be talking about this!" I whispered eagerly.
"Aiba-san? If you could come over here, we have your wardrobe ready." Aya-san called from the other side of the room. I gave Aiba a taunting smirk as he looked over surprised at Aya-san. He looked back to me with a look that said, "We’re not finished yet." and then he went cheerfully over to Aya-san, who held out a classic hideous jacket.
"Ahh... Minako-chan, you’re blushing there." someone said from behind me. I nearly jumped out of my skin from being so startled.
"Ohno-san! You scared me..." I said as I tried to catch my breath. Ohno apologized and gave a nervous laugh.
"Sorry... is- is something going on between-" here he broke off and made an odd gesture towards Aiba and back to me with his eyebrows raised. I looked at his gestures for moment, trying to figure out what he meant. I nearly dropped the extra hangers I was holding.
"No! No, no, no. N- Nothing between Aiba-kun and me, no." I managed to stutter out. Ohno half smiled and nodded in understanding.
"Oh okay, okay. Actually, I came over here to get a piece for my costume, Aya-san said it was over on this rack." he said pointing to the rack behind me. I sighed in relief and turned to the costumes behind me, Ohno at my side, as we searched for the missing piece of costume. This as one of the reasons I liked Ohno, he never seemed to pry too far into people’s business. And when he did, he was always so humble about it and didn’t go running his mouth. Nino, on the other hand, had an insane ability to read me like a book. Not only did he get all the facts right away, but he also liked to put in his two cents too. Don’t get me wrong, all of the boys didn’t go around telling all my secrets... but being too easy to read made me paranoid.
I didn’t get to talk to any of the other boys once the concert had started. I did get to talk with some of the Juniors though and all of them were as chipper as usual. One boy, Sakamoto Jiro, had taken a strong liking to me ever since we met back when he was only twelve. Now he was a grown boy of eighteen and the so called "heartthrob" of the Juniors, but luckily he managed to keep his innocent personality. I ran into him during the MC of the concert when I ran to grab some more water bottles.
He was sitting against a wall, his eyes closed and his damp, dark hair falling in his round face. He looked slightly different today to me, but I couldn’t figure it out. I stopped in front of him and knelt down.
"Jiro-kun?" I asked him softly. He opened his eyes and seeing me, a smile came to his young face.
"Minako-san! How are you?" he asked cheerfully. I nodded a bit and handed him one of the water bottles I was carrying and he took it gratefully.
"I’m doing fine... rushing as usual." I looked quickly at my watch, cursed under my breath and grabbed the box of water.
"Ahhh, damn, sorry Jiro-kun, I’ve got to run. Um, I’ll see you later, okay?" I said cheerfully as I picked up the box and began to trot down the hallway.
"Minako-san! Umm..." Jiro called after me. I turned around to see him standing in the middle of the hallway with a strange look on his face. But instead of talking, he just shook his head.
"N... Never mind..." he said weakly. I knew something was bothering him but I hardly had time to sit around and talk. So, I gave him a quick smile and darted down the hall once again.
Chapter 3
I don’t know why, but I felt somewhat guilty for blowing off Jiro like I did. He had always looked up to me like a mentor and now I couldn’t even spare five minutes to talk to him. But the end of the concert was near, and Aya-san and I had to collect the used costumes and I had to be in five different locations at the same time. As the screaming fans cheered for the band to do an encore, I was already in their dressing room with the other staff cleaning up.
Aya-san, whose tension was record breaking, had gotten irritated at me and I was sent on a quest to pick up some bento boxes for the staff. I don’t quite remember what I did to make her mad, but I think it was something to do with being too picky over where the costumes were placed. So, swallowing my own irritation, I ventured off to the lunch hall. I should have seen it coming but I was far too annoyed to pay attention. Turning the corner into the hall, I was faced with the Juniors once again. Several of them greeted me happily and helped fill my arms with bento boxes. As I was leaving, I nearly ran into none other than Jiro. He caught several of the boxes that slid off the top as I apologized profusely.
"Ah, sorry, Jiro-kun." I said as I tried to regain my balance of the towering boxes.
"Why’d they send only you? You can’t carry this many..." Jiro said as he grabbed half of the boxes. Stumbling over my words, I tried to politely refuse his help, but he just smiled at me with his bright eyes before setting off down the hall.
"Jiro-kun...? You don’t need to help, you should be having lun-"
"Don’t worry about it, Minako-san!"
"But, but..."
"Last room on the left?"
"Jiro-kun..." but before I could finish my complaint, Jiro pranced happily into the staff’s room with a very nervous me behind him.
"I really appreciate your help, Jiro-kun... but if Aya-san or the director sees you doing my work, I’ll get into trouble." I anxiously pleaded to Jiro after we had dropped off lunch to the staff. "Minako-san... I need your advice on something." Jiro said abruptly. I looked at him in surprise, I had never heard him so serious before. We both stopped in the middle of the hall, Jiro looking around him to make sure no one was around, which was unusual but in this case, the hall was dead. Suddenly, Jiro grabbed my wrist and pulled me into an empty room next to us.
"Wha-!?" I yelped as I was yanked into the room. Jiro shushed me sharply as he silently closed the door behind us. The room was pitch dark and deserted, but I could tell that we were in the sound staff’s room. As startled as I was, I couldn’t keep from feeling the soothing warmth of Jiro as he stood inches from me.
"Sensei... I’ve always tried my best..."
"Sensei!?" I squeaked, feeling more and more uncomfortable by the minute. Jiro’s presence was almost intoxicating, no wonder he was called the heartthrob...
"I... I have to ask about a... a girl..." Jiro whispered as he came steadily closer to me. I knew it was pitch black, but if it had been light, Jiro would have been blushed deep red.
"A... a girl?" I whispered back, trying to find his eyes.
"At school..." Jiro whispered. A wave of relief washed over me and suddenly I could breathe again. But the horrible thought of someone walking in on us was still lingering.
"How do I tell her... you know..." Jiro asked quietly. I couldn’t help but to smile at his innocence and how unbelievably adorable he was.
"Well... ask her if she wants to go to the zoo... or on a boat ride at night... or even more simple, join her at lunch and ask her if she’d like to eat on the roof." I said quietly, trying not to remember how Jun broke the question to me...
"Thank you, Minako-san... I’ll try that." Jiro said happily. I could tell even in the darkness that he was beaming with joy. Whoever this girl was would be stupid not to accept Jiro’s question.
"Jiro-kun... I think we should go before someone walks in..." I said after a few moments of silence. Jiro laughed quietly and drew away from me, taking that soothing warmth with him. I followed to the door and slowly Jiro cracked it open, peering out cautiously. He looked back to me and winked, the hall was once again clear.
"Jiro-kun, make sure to tell me how it went with that girl of yours, okay?" I said quietly before Jiro opened the door again. He nodded and smiled shyly, then opened the door once again to make his escape.
"I’ll see you later, Minako-san. Try not to get on Aya-san’s bad side again, okay?" Jiro said with a gorgeous smile before dashing out the door. I let the door slowly shut, leaving myself in the dark and quiet room. It would be better if we exited at different times, just in case someone had seen us. My mind went back to the advice I had given Jiro... those were the ways I had always thought about being asked out on a date. However, real life was rudely different. Shaking my mind of these random thoughts, I cracked open the door once again. Thinking I had wasted at least a few minutes, I quietly crept out into the hall. But my luck, and timing, wasn’t as good as Jiro’s. As I opened the door and turned to close it, I found myself face to face with someone who knew me too well.
My jaw dropped and the door handle slipped from my hand causing the door to slam shut. I looked up the hall to see if Jiro had already disappeared and I would somehow be saved, but unfortunately Jiro was the only one up the hall and just turning into his rest room.
"Ninomiya-san..." I said as my mouth went dry and my face grew hot. There stood Nino, DS in hand, towel around his neck and the most confused look on his face. I didn’t know where to begin to explain myself. As far as Nino knew, I was messing around with a Junior.
Chapter 4
It was like a horrible reminder of high school, someone would see something without getting all the facts and it would snowball into a horrendous rumour. I had to stop mine and Jiro’s innocent meeting from becoming a wild, underage, sex romp.
"Oi... Minako... a Junior?" Nino said with a slightly disgusted, slightly confused look on his face. I tried to explain, but instead of words coming out of my mouth it was nothing. Nino raised his eyebrows as if he was waiting for an answer.
"We- We weren’t... you know... he had a question and I wanted to help. We weren’t doing... things." I managed to spit out. The silent hallway suddenly became crowded as staff members, directors, Juniors and other miscellaneous crew flooded into their respective rooms. As the sound staff entered their room, I slid over next to Nino and out of their way. Then, to make matters worse, several Juniors who knew me well came down the hallway giving me friendly waves and bows, with Nino’s judging eyes on me the entire time. I waved awkwardly once then hid my face in my palm, "Oh my God... he thinks I’m a total whore..." was the only thought that was running through my mind.
"You’re such a spaz, no wonder Aiba-chan hangs out with you." I heard Nino say. I looked up to not see Nino disgusted like he was before, but smirking widely. I blinked in confusion.
"Eh?"
"You’re a spaz. I knew what you were doing from the beginning... I just wanted to see you freak out a bit." Nino said absentmindedly as he returned to his DS. I stared at him in utter shock, I should have known him better! He was the one that pulled those stupid pranks! Nino looked up once more with an impish smile before walking past me.
"Bye-bye, Minako-san." he said as he walked down the hall, totally absorbed into his game once again.
"Where have you been!?" Aya-san exclaimed as I reentered Arashi’s dressing room huffing for air.
"I’m sorry, Aya-san..." I panted as I bent over, trying to catch my breath. I had been running everywhere since I ran into Nino, doing pointless tasks for directors and higher staff members. Not that I minded, it helped me get my mind off of what Nino might do with the valuable information he collected. If he wanted to, he could have me fired right away and Jiro could be at least suspended and not to mention the awful rumours... but I tried not to think of this, the very thought made my stomach turn.
"Help with the rest of the costumes, Minako... we have a few that need repairs." Aya-san said as she turned to the vanity mirror behind her to fix her wispy, graying hair. I walked over to the racks with two other assistants, who were basically my trainees, and began to double check the costumes. While I got absorbed into my work, I didn’t notice the boys had come in and flopped themselves down on the couches.
"EH!?" I heard someone shout loudly after several minutes of peaceful silence. My assistants and I jumped and looked for the source. Then I turned around and saw all eyes on Aiba and Nino, who were sitting side by side on the far couch. Aiba’s eyes were glued to Nino, who had a smirk on his face. Jun, Ohno and Sho were looking over curiously at the two, their brows furrowed.
"What? What is it?" Ohno asked curiously as he leaned over the back of the couch. Nino switched his glance to Ohno and just shook his head.
"Aiba gets excited when I clear the toughest level before him." Nino said casually. Ohno looked slightly disappointed in the mundane news and returned to his magazine, but Jun looked on at Aiba’s stunned face.
"Then why does he look so surprised? He’s not happy at all for you." Jun said, pointing at Aiba. Sho didn’t say anything, just leaned forward to see around Jun so he could see Aiba’s face. Nino shrugged and returned back to his game. Jun scowled and returned to his book and Sho leaned back to close his eyes. Then, I met eyes with Aiba. I knew then what Nino had said to him and my stomach flipped. I turned back to my assistants and told them I had to find an extra pair of scissors. Of course it was a lie and the only reason was to draw Aiba out of the room so I could figure out what Nino had said. I slowly passed Aiba and Nino, hoping one of them would get the hint to follow. Aiba immediately jumped up as I passed, causing everyone to look our way and causing Nino to laugh out loud. I looked back at Aiba and silently continued on my way out the door, waiting for Aiba to appear.
"Um, I’m just going to see if there’s any snacks!" I heard Aiba say loudly and rather unconvincingly. There were several mumbles of acknowledgment and a few moments later, Aiba appeared out in the hallway next to me. We moved farther down the hall and behind a little corner.
"Aiba-kun, it’s not-"
"Who was it? Who was it?" Aiba asked me as he nearly burst with excitement. I looked at him blankly for a moment, why was he so excited?
"What?"
"Nino said you were with someone! It was Sho-kun, right?" Aiba asked eagerly. I felt the blood reach my cheeks as I denied everything.
"Have you ever thought that Nino was playing a trick on you? Why would I be with someone?" I lied weakly. Aiba scratched his head in thought.
"Ahh... would he really...?" he thought out loud. I nodded rapidly.
"Aiba-kun... remember Ni no Arashi?" I said while making Nino’s signature peace sign. Aiba looked slightly downhearted and I felt guilty lying to him.
"Maybe Ninomiya-san was with someone? As a matter of fact, I think I did see him with someone..." I said slyly as Aiba’s eyes lit up. Normally revenge wasn’t my choice of fighting, but Nino had it coming. So, as Aiba and I parted ways, I stood in the hallway waiting patiently for my plan to work. A few moments passed, then I heard Aiba’s excited voice exclaim something about Nino being seen with someone. As Nino’s loud objections echoed through the halls, I walked away to the spare costume room with a satisfied smile and a new understanding of what it feels like to get revenge.
Chapter 5
Much to my relief, the boys had gone to the showers when I returned moments later with a pair of old scissors. Aya-san, myself and the two assistants had finished the costume rack and were in the process of double checking the arrangement when the director came into the room. My mind being overly guilty at the moment began to imagine the worse. Nino, being pissed about my own revenge on him, had blabbed about Jiro and I being in the empty room to the director, and now I was to be fired.
"Aya-san, could we have your assistance for a moment?" he asked in his usual gruff voice. Aya-san grumbled to herself, told us to go eat and left with the director. I excused my two trainees and stayed behind to "make last minute repairs". Once they had left, I collapsed on the nearest couch and gave a huge sigh of relief. I was cutting everything close today and I didn’t like it one bit. I had always been so careful at my job and tried my best at every task I was given, but some days, especially today, I always found myself in difficult situations. Dumb luck was definitely on my side. Now that I had finally sat down, I realized how tired I was and closed my eyes just for the shortest moment.
"Mina-chan, you know you can’t sleep here." a voice said from faraway.
"Jun, she’s fast asleep." another voice said protectively. My eyes flickered open and I tried to adjust my sleepy vision. Aiba had sat down next to me, dressed only in sweats and drying out his hair with a towel. Jun was standing at the vanity mirror in a robe and slippers, combing out his hair.
"Ah, I’m sorry! How long have I been asleep? Never mind, never mind, I’m not allowed in here right now." I said as I tried to get up. Jun looked back at me with his eyebrows raised and Aiba reached out to stop me.
"We don’t mind, Mina-chan!" Aiba said innocently.
"After all, you’ve seen at least one of us with less clothes than this." Jun replied in a very low and snarky voice. Being still half asleep, I didn’t hear half of what he said, but by judging Aiba’s sudden collapse of laughter, I knew it was about me. Deciding to ignore Jun’s remark, I went back to sitting with Aiba, who pulled out a few odd magazines.
"Did Nino say anything, Aiba?" I asked quietly. Aiba shook his head and didn’t look up from the magazine.
"Nino says a lot of things." Jun said as he flipped through one of the magazines. I looked up at him from the couch, was it just me, or was Jun being particularly bitchy today?
"I didn’t ask you, Matsumoto-san." I said quietly as I leaned back into the couch. Jun gave me his famous glare and I couldn’t help but to smirk.
"Then don’t ask questions where everyone can hear, Mina-chan." Jun replied back, using my name a little rougher than necessary. Aiba looked up from the magazine, his eyes darting between myself and Jun, unsure of what to think. I looked up at Jun again, why was he picking another fight with me?
"Nino said something about you and someone in a room. Nothing special, right?" Jun continued on, setting down the magazine on the table with a very audible slap. Ah, I knew that look all too well.
"Jun-kun... Is that jealousy I see?" I purposely taunted. I felt Aiba shift uncomfortably next to me, but I kept my eyes up at Jun. He rubbed his nose in annoyance and remained silent, I knew he was boiling inside.
"Rumours are never what they seem. I could have been in there with the director... or even Aya-san." I continued on. Jun scoffed loudly, I knew he was pissed now. He stalked around the couches and stormed out of the dressing room without another word. I glanced at Aiba, who was looking at me wearily.
"Just like old times, ne?" he said quietly before returning to the magazine. I fell silent again. Most of our days were like that, Jun and mine. Full of pointless arguments and whatnot... I guess we were both too hot headed and stubborn to let some things pass. But this time was different, this time I wasn’t mad at all...
"I’ll be back, Aiba-chan." I said as I jumped off the couch and trotted out into the hallway. I didn’t know why I was looking for him... maybe to apologize? I wouldn’t know until I found him. I looked around the main hall and even in some rooms but no sign of Jun. I looped around again, re-checking the rooms, and then I found him.
He was back in the dressing room, only he was alone. Aiba had left. I suddenly grew nervous as I stepped into the room. He had changed into normal clothes now and was laid on his back on the longest couch, his eyes shut.
"Jun...?" I asked quietly as I sat down cross-legged by his feet. He didn’t respond... he didn’t even acknowledge me. "Jun... Jun... Jun?"
"What!?" he sat up quickly and glowered at me.
"You know what..." I said softly, trying to maintain my temper. Jun looked at me and shook his head.
"You should know, Mina-chan." all his anger seemed to melt away at the gentle way he said my name. I looked at him longer, trying to read what he was thinking. Other than Aiba, Jun and I knew each other best... and yet, I could not read him.
"Jun, is it... is it jealousy? Anger? Or are you just pissy today?" I asked, trying to fish for an answer. Jun scowled a bit and suddenly moved closer until our knees were touching. Startled as I was, I tried to draw back from him but I was up against the arm of the couch. I looked at Jun uncomfortably as he drew closer inch by inch.
"I wasn’t pissy." Jun whispered as he rolled his eyes. I cleared my throat nervously as he came closer, both his hands on either side of my hips.
"Wh... what... um..." I tried to ask him what he was doing, even though it was completely obvious. His scent, his warmth... I guess somewhere deep inside I missed my MatsuJun... Our eyes closed and slowly our lips met. No matter how horrible our past was, there was always a part of us that could never simply go away.
My hands crept into his dark hair as Jun drew closer still. Then a sudden yell entered my mind, shattering all past bliss. "Mmph!" I tried to object without the use of my mouth. I broke away from Jun and shook my head. He looked at me in confusion.
"What?" Jun asked softly looking down at me. What? I don’t even know why I broke away. I looked up at him from the couch, speechless. He started to slowly lean in again but this time we were interrupted by something much more dangerous... not to mention noisy.