Who am i? Chapter 4
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 4: Love so sweet
I’m clutching a cup of orange juice, my knees pulled to my chest. It’s kinda weird how managed to teleport from 2007 to 2009.
Just weird.
Tegoshi placed my dinner on that table thing again, and gave me a smile, indicating I should eat up. I was starving. I had missed breakfast, thanks to okaa-chan, and lunch, thanks to Aizawa-sensei.
I picked up my fork and started devouring the wedges.
“Ninomiya-san,” said Tegoshi softly, “Is it true you are dating Matsumoto Jun?”
I choked on my wedges.
How in the world did he come up with such an idea? As if the super idol Matsumoto Jun would ever look at a guy like me.
“Why would he date someone like me?” I replied, my throat still hurting.
“Myojo said so,” pouted Tegoshi.
“Myojo? That idol magazine? Like I would ever appear on that magazine.”
Tegoshi looked confused.
“Ninomiya-san! You appeared on Myojo thousands of times!” exclaimed Tegoshi, “I bought every single issue, so I’m 100% sure!”
I sniggered. This kid is really weird.
“Prove it,” I challenged him.
Tegoshi smirked and ran out of the ward. Minutes later, he came back with an armful of magazines and shoved them at me.
“See?” he said, flipping to a page and pointing out an article to me.
I took the magazine from him.
‘Johnny’s Entertainment Idols, Ninomiya Kazunari and Matsumoto Jun seen hanging out too often to be just friends’
“What the hell?” I breathed.
“I told you so!” grinned Tegoshi.
“I’m a Johnny’s Entertainment Idol?”
That is completely impossible! Why would Johnny hire a short, skinny, untalented guy, with horrible hair and crooked teeth, like me?
Tegoshi exclaimed, “You don’t remember being a JE Idol?”
I shook my head. Why would I want to be a JE Idol anyway? I know my current pay sucks, but at least I get to read manga while working.
“Having amnesia must suck,” concluded Tegoshi, nodding wisely, “Anyway, do you want to borrow these? They might help you jolt your memory!”
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3 coffees and 2 doughnuts later, I finished a third of the stack and my brain was already hurting like mad.
So far, I found out:
1) I am supposedly dating the super idol Matsumoto Jun, who I assure you is simply drop dead gorgeous
2) I just finished filming my latest drama - Yamada Tarou Monogatari
3) I won several, maybe hundreds, of awards for my acting skills
After reading all these magazines, I still found it hard to believe. I mean, I can’t even lie to my teacher about not doing my homework, how can I win awards for acting?
I decided to call Aiba, maybe he can help me fill in the missing details. I opened my phone and searched through the phonebook.
Strange.
Aiba’s number isn’t there. Maybe it got deleted when it hit the floor after I fell. I never really believed in self deception, but with a bit of luck it might work. I shut the really helpful phone.
The door slid open and Tegoshi came running in.
“Ninomiya-san!” he panted, “Matsumoto-san is here! I heard he’s at the carpark! He’s probably here to see you!”
I froze.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
Tegoshi nodded confidently.
Shit. Matsumoto Jun can’t come here. What if I embarrass myself in front of him?
“Tegoshi, can you keep him outside?” I asked quickly, “I need sometime to…. Get ready.
“Of course,” he replied.
I quickly got out of bed and headed to the toilet. Who knows how messy I look, after staying in the hospital for 3 over days.
When I got to the mirror, I got the biggest shock of my life. My hair, although somewhat tangled, was soft and smooth. No longer the dull crow-feather-looking clump of hair I once had, but silky and shiny! Not only that, my teeth were perfect. No, better then perfect. They were straight, white and gleaming.
I must be really nuts to have done this to myself.
“Kazu-chan!”
Oh no! He’s here! What should I do?
“Just a sec!” I called back. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
I take back whatever I said about Matsumoto Jun being drop dead gorgeous.
He’s stunningly dazzling and totally out-of-this world hot.
“Matsumoto Jun…” I stuttered.