[drabbles] Random Songs & Tales (Kanjani8)
Random Songs & Tales.
Characters : Kanjani8.
Rating : from PG to R-ish.
Rules : none, for once.
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I. Gettin’ Over You - David Guetta & Chris Willis feat. Fergie & LMFAO
Shota sighed as the elevator finally opened to the corridor. It’s been a long day, between work and family business and friends, and right now the only thing he craved for was a bit of food and a long night of sleep. And something else too, but he pushed his brain not to mention it, not to mention him. It was over after all.
Getting his keys out, he glanced to the door and frowned. It was open, just for an inch maybe, but still open. He could remember perfectly closing and locking the door early the same morning, so it couldn’t be him forgetting about it. Someone had opened his door. And a sneezing noise made Shota realize that this same someone was still inside.
Gathering his courage, he pushed the door and peeked in the apartment, only to see no one around. Holding his breath, he stepped inside, before hearing a cough followed by a curse.
Oh wait, I know that voice…
Letting his bag fall on the floor, he went straight to his bedroom, and nearly jumped at the body lying on his bed, sneezing.
- Shibuyan? What are you doing here?
Subaru turned his head with a little smile before coughing again.
- You scared me, Shota continued, I thought it was someone stealing me or-
- I can’t get over you.
Even though it has been said quietly, Shota felt like the words were resounding in the room, over and over again, as if they had been shouted at him. He closed his eyes, biting back his thousandth sigh of the day, and shook his head.
- What are you saying? You were the one telling me that it wouldn’t be possible anymore.
- I was wrong.
Shota opened his eyes. If Subaru had came straight to his place for something like this even though he was really sick, that meant that he was dead serious. That he really thought what he was saying.
- But… I’m not sure about what I feel… I…
Subaru blinked and sat up. His cheeks were red, and when Shota came closer and put his hand on his forehead he felt it was burning.
- Damn, have you taken any pills before coming at least?
The older man took Shota’s hand in his own, and smiled.
- Doesn’t matter. You’re my only cure.
II. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
- Look, look! A plane!
Shingo looked up as Kimitaka pointed to the sky. Up in the blue sea of emptiness, there was a single and lonely piece of white, followed by a trail of white-ish clouds.
The older boy hid his eyes from the sun with his hand, and grinned brightly enough to lit up the whole country. His friend watched, smiling, before taking his father’s old Polaroid camera and snapping a picture. He wished this summer would never end.
Hina puts his hands in his pockets and looks at the hills in front of him. Ten years ago, they were here. In the sky, there’s no plane today, but a few clouds, long and vaporous.
Behind him, a click can be heard, and he turns to face Yoko, camera in hand, lens aiming at him. The younger man grins and waves at him, and another picture is taken.
Watching through the device his friend’s toothy smile, Yuu feels his heart throbbing in happiness. He wishes this summer would never end.
III. Almost Lover - A Fine Frenzy
The sky is grey and Ryo looks outside, his eyes following the last drops of water running on the window after the rain. He feels gloomy, but in the same time the weather is making him feel light and relatively happy. Turning and leaning against the cold glass, he smiles at the form sleeping on his couch, game controllers still in hands and drool dripping on his chin. Yuu looks like a child, a little kid needing to be protected; Ryo thinks that it’s wrong to feel that way, because Yoko is older than him and stronger, but he can’t help it.
He pads silently ‘till he’s standing next to the couch, and when he kneels down the other man mumbles a name, dreams passing through his body and expressing themselves out loud. Ryo’s smile fades, sadness taking over again. He knows he will never have what he wants, so he just lets it go.
A kiss is smoothly left on pouty lips, and the younger one stands up again and goes back to the window. He wishes that it could be his name Yoko would be saying in his sleep.
IV. I Feel Everything - Idina Menzel
Another shot of alcohol.
Maru doesn’t feel the harshness of it anymore, nor does he care about the taste. He just feels every word, every smile, every laugh the other man lets out. There are pretty girls, some with big breasts and others with short skirts, and the man talks loudly and buys drinks. He fakes being happy and feeling good, but Ryuhei knows better.
He feels every held tear being the smiles, every shout of pain behind the cheerful words, every need of running away behind the obnoxious laughs. Maru knows that he’ll have to wash it all away later that night, like he always does. He’ll have to hold him tight and to make him feel loved again, he’ll have to push away fears and bad memories. He knows he’s not really loved as much as he should, but somehow he doesn’t care.
He watches as his older friend kisses a blond girl in the neck and sighs.
Another shot of alcohol.
V. Circus - Britney Spears
- I saw you dancing.
Shota grins, and slips his fingers inside the man’s shirt.
- I saw the way you were moving your hips, the way your eyes were shining.
The shorter one keeps on grinning, listening intently, his palms now running on smooth skin.
- You made me feel so hot…
The words are whispered in his ear, and he doesn’t even try to hide the shiver that goes along his spine. When he starts to unbutton the man’s pants, lips are attacking his jaw, biting lightly.
- I want you now, you little tease.
Shota licks his lips and chuckles.
- Have me then. Turn me into what you are.
A low groan makes his skin vibrates, and he feels teeth scraping along his pulse point while his own jeans slide down his legs. He turns around, facing the wall, and moans when the younger man starts to enter him.
- Are you sure about it?
Shota nods and pants.
- Do it, please Tacchon… Do it.
He closes his eyes, entranced, as fangs pierce through his skin and blood run freely out of his body, some into his lover’s mouth and some down his skin, turning his shirt red.
VI. The Fantasy - 30 Seconds to Mars
Running, always running, forever running.
Running up, running down, running forward and running away.
Running out of control, running out of ideas, running.
He doesn’t care, he doesn’t worry, he doesn’t listen.
He just runs.
He runs toward his promised land, his promised piece of happiness.
He runs far from pain, far from attachment, far from love.
His eyes are stuck on the final line, on what he’ll have, on what he deserves.
He doesn’t look around, doesn’t look good, doesn’t look down upon others.
One day, he’ll find what he’s searching for.
His own fantasy, his own world, his own way of living.
But for now, he runs.
Running, always running, forever running.
.OWARI.
Characters : Kanjani8.
Rating : from PG to R-ish.
Rules : none, for once.
******
I. Gettin’ Over You - David Guetta & Chris Willis feat. Fergie & LMFAO
Shota sighed as the elevator finally opened to the corridor. It’s been a long day, between work and family business and friends, and right now the only thing he craved for was a bit of food and a long night of sleep. And something else too, but he pushed his brain not to mention it, not to mention him. It was over after all.
Getting his keys out, he glanced to the door and frowned. It was open, just for an inch maybe, but still open. He could remember perfectly closing and locking the door early the same morning, so it couldn’t be him forgetting about it. Someone had opened his door. And a sneezing noise made Shota realize that this same someone was still inside.
Gathering his courage, he pushed the door and peeked in the apartment, only to see no one around. Holding his breath, he stepped inside, before hearing a cough followed by a curse.
Oh wait, I know that voice…
Letting his bag fall on the floor, he went straight to his bedroom, and nearly jumped at the body lying on his bed, sneezing.
- Shibuyan? What are you doing here?
Subaru turned his head with a little smile before coughing again.
- You scared me, Shota continued, I thought it was someone stealing me or-
- I can’t get over you.
Even though it has been said quietly, Shota felt like the words were resounding in the room, over and over again, as if they had been shouted at him. He closed his eyes, biting back his thousandth sigh of the day, and shook his head.
- What are you saying? You were the one telling me that it wouldn’t be possible anymore.
- I was wrong.
Shota opened his eyes. If Subaru had came straight to his place for something like this even though he was really sick, that meant that he was dead serious. That he really thought what he was saying.
- But… I’m not sure about what I feel… I…
Subaru blinked and sat up. His cheeks were red, and when Shota came closer and put his hand on his forehead he felt it was burning.
- Damn, have you taken any pills before coming at least?
The older man took Shota’s hand in his own, and smiled.
- Doesn’t matter. You’re my only cure.
II. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
- Look, look! A plane!
Shingo looked up as Kimitaka pointed to the sky. Up in the blue sea of emptiness, there was a single and lonely piece of white, followed by a trail of white-ish clouds.
The older boy hid his eyes from the sun with his hand, and grinned brightly enough to lit up the whole country. His friend watched, smiling, before taking his father’s old Polaroid camera and snapping a picture. He wished this summer would never end.
Hina puts his hands in his pockets and looks at the hills in front of him. Ten years ago, they were here. In the sky, there’s no plane today, but a few clouds, long and vaporous.
Behind him, a click can be heard, and he turns to face Yoko, camera in hand, lens aiming at him. The younger man grins and waves at him, and another picture is taken.
Watching through the device his friend’s toothy smile, Yuu feels his heart throbbing in happiness. He wishes this summer would never end.
III. Almost Lover - A Fine Frenzy
The sky is grey and Ryo looks outside, his eyes following the last drops of water running on the window after the rain. He feels gloomy, but in the same time the weather is making him feel light and relatively happy. Turning and leaning against the cold glass, he smiles at the form sleeping on his couch, game controllers still in hands and drool dripping on his chin. Yuu looks like a child, a little kid needing to be protected; Ryo thinks that it’s wrong to feel that way, because Yoko is older than him and stronger, but he can’t help it.
He pads silently ‘till he’s standing next to the couch, and when he kneels down the other man mumbles a name, dreams passing through his body and expressing themselves out loud. Ryo’s smile fades, sadness taking over again. He knows he will never have what he wants, so he just lets it go.
A kiss is smoothly left on pouty lips, and the younger one stands up again and goes back to the window. He wishes that it could be his name Yoko would be saying in his sleep.
IV. I Feel Everything - Idina Menzel
Another shot of alcohol.
Maru doesn’t feel the harshness of it anymore, nor does he care about the taste. He just feels every word, every smile, every laugh the other man lets out. There are pretty girls, some with big breasts and others with short skirts, and the man talks loudly and buys drinks. He fakes being happy and feeling good, but Ryuhei knows better.
He feels every held tear being the smiles, every shout of pain behind the cheerful words, every need of running away behind the obnoxious laughs. Maru knows that he’ll have to wash it all away later that night, like he always does. He’ll have to hold him tight and to make him feel loved again, he’ll have to push away fears and bad memories. He knows he’s not really loved as much as he should, but somehow he doesn’t care.
He watches as his older friend kisses a blond girl in the neck and sighs.
Another shot of alcohol.
V. Circus - Britney Spears
- I saw you dancing.
Shota grins, and slips his fingers inside the man’s shirt.
- I saw the way you were moving your hips, the way your eyes were shining.
The shorter one keeps on grinning, listening intently, his palms now running on smooth skin.
- You made me feel so hot…
The words are whispered in his ear, and he doesn’t even try to hide the shiver that goes along his spine. When he starts to unbutton the man’s pants, lips are attacking his jaw, biting lightly.
- I want you now, you little tease.
Shota licks his lips and chuckles.
- Have me then. Turn me into what you are.
A low groan makes his skin vibrates, and he feels teeth scraping along his pulse point while his own jeans slide down his legs. He turns around, facing the wall, and moans when the younger man starts to enter him.
- Are you sure about it?
Shota nods and pants.
- Do it, please Tacchon… Do it.
He closes his eyes, entranced, as fangs pierce through his skin and blood run freely out of his body, some into his lover’s mouth and some down his skin, turning his shirt red.
VI. The Fantasy - 30 Seconds to Mars
Running, always running, forever running.
Running up, running down, running forward and running away.
Running out of control, running out of ideas, running.
He doesn’t care, he doesn’t worry, he doesn’t listen.
He just runs.
He runs toward his promised land, his promised piece of happiness.
He runs far from pain, far from attachment, far from love.
His eyes are stuck on the final line, on what he’ll have, on what he deserves.
He doesn’t look around, doesn’t look good, doesn’t look down upon others.
One day, he’ll find what he’s searching for.
His own fantasy, his own world, his own way of living.
But for now, he runs.
Running, always running, forever running.
.OWARI.