Who am i? Chapter 6
Title: Who am I?
Author: Masuhisa
Pairing: Matsumiya, Sakumiya (future Chapters)
Summary: Nino had an accident, causing him to lose 2 years of his memory. After waking up, he finds that he had transformed from a geeky otaku to a famous idol.
Disclaimer: If I owned Arashi, I wouldn’t tell anyone about it, but since I am…..
Chapter 6: WISH
We’re in the car. No wait, it’s a Porsche! It’s a bloody Porsche, with waxed leather seats, polished body and shinny windows which reflects better then a mirror.
I must be dreaming. I’ve never ever seen a Porsche in my entire life, and yet I’m sitting in one.
“Kazu-chan,” asked Jun, still looking ahead, “Are you okay? You seem to be fidgeting too much,”
I told him I was okay. I lied. I am so not okay, what if I accidentally ripped his seat? Or dirtied the windows? I can’t afford to compensate him!
“We’re here!” he announced.
I looked out of the window. In front of the Porsche, was a magnificent castle. It was cream-white and had four storeys. The garden was beautifully decorated with all kinds of plants and flowers. There was even a pond filled with Koi fishes. I gasped. I must have looked like one of those fishes, standing there with my mouth wide open, for Jun started chuckling.
“Come on,” said Jun, walking towards the door, “I’ll give you a quick tour.”
I hastily ran after him, not wanting to get lost.
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“And finally,” announced Jun, leading me into a bedroom, “this is our room!”
“Our room?” I asked, stunned.
I shared a room with Jun? This is so unbelievable! I’m officially the world’s luckiest person!
I walked into the room. It was really really huge. I could fit an Olympic sized swimming pool in this place and still have space.
“Massu will be here soon,” continued Jun
I turned to ask who ‘Massu’ is. But I was cut short by the sight of Jun leaning against the door frame. I think I’m going to start hyperventilating. The way his lean body rests against the frame is sexy. The way his half buttoned shirt exposed his collar bones is sexy. The way his curly hair flutters in the wind and the way he smirks at me are sexy.
Nino, control yourself!
I regained my posture and asked who’s Massu.
“The housekeeper,” answered Jun.
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This house is magnificent. Everything is voice activated. The lights use some sensor thing to sense where the person in the room is and switches on and off accordingly. There even is an arcade room loaded with PlayStations and X-boxes. I have a walk-in wardrobe the size of my old apartment, filled with Armani, Adidas, Calvin Klein and other brands I can’t recognise.
All that exploring had made me hungry. I made my way to the kitchen, hoping I could get a hamburger.
When I got there, I saw Jun with an early twenties chubby boy with ear length brownish hair. He should be Massu.
“Kazu-chan,” said Jun, noticing me, “I’ve gotta go to work now, Massu will be cooking lunch, so feel free to ask for anything.”
“Okay,”
With that, Jun walked out, possibly getting into that Porsche of his. I still can’t get over the fact that I rode in a Porsche.
“Ninomiya-san!” beamed Massu, “What would you like for lunch?”
“Can you make hamburgers?”
Massu frowned, “But Matsumoto-san strictly said no fatty foods,”
But we all know nobody can resist the world-class Ninomiya Kazunari pout, and Massu is definitely not an exception. In the end, I got my way about the hamburgers, and Massu is on his way to the supermarket.
“Kazu-chan!”
A booming voice echoed around the house. I was so shocked that I dropped a glass figurine of a horse. I quickly shoved the fragments under a dresser.
“Jun?” I asked, “Where are you?”
“Look at the TV,” answered Jun.
I did, and saw Jun on the TV. This house is getting cooler and cooler.
“This is a system which allows of to video call,” explained Jun, “So how are you doing?”
“Fantastic,” I replied.
“Listen,” continued Jun, “JE is having a party tonight at the Jimusho, and Johnny-san wants you to come,”
“JE? Johnny-san?”
“JE is short for Johnny’s entertainment, the company we work for, and Johnny-san owns JE.”
I nodded thoughtfully.
“I’ll come and pick you up at 7,” said Jun, “I’m here already, see you soon. You might want to start getting ready.”
The screen turned blank.
7 o’clock? I have plenty of time.