[multi-chap] You think You know Me - Chap.6
TITLE: You think You know Me
AUTHOR: Saana-chan (meXD)
PAIRING: Sakuraiba (main)
SPECIAL STARRING: Tackey
RATING: my usual PG - NC-17
GENRE: humor, angst, fluff, romance
SUMMARY: Sho thought being an idol’s manager can’t be that hard. All you have to do is arranging schedules and keep everything in order. That was till he was assigned to be the manager of one Aiba Masaki…
DISC.: last time I checked I was just a poor fangirl while Sho and Aiba belonged to each other XD
NOTE: changed the ages, in this Tackey, Ohno and Jun are older than the others…
PREVIOUS EPISODES:
Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5
Chapter 6: In which everyone’s confused…
Sho woke up the next morning feeling an unfamiliar yet comfortable weight clinging on his waist. He sat up rubbing his eyes. The first thing he realized that he wasn’t in his own room. The second that he was naked… And the last but definitely not least that Aiba next to him was very much naked as well… For a few minutes Sho just stared at the sleeping figure next to him. His face was peaceful and a small smile played in the corner of him mouth as if he was dreaming about something nice. The manager slowly reached his hand out and traced his fingers down Aiba’s face then moved toward his neck and shoulder… Sho smiled as Jun’s - semi drunken - rambling came to his mind…
“Did you know that he has a birthmark on his left shoulder? His fans say that’s sexy… Duh…” Jun snorted into his glass of beer.
Ohno was already sleeping slightly snoring next to them with his head dropped on his folded arms on the top of the table. Sho tore his eyes from his own drink to look at the stylist when he spoke up.
“And only because of that Johnny always nag me to give him clothes that leave his shoulder uncovered…” Jun continued not bothered by the fact that Sho couldn’t really get what he was talking about. “What kind of reasoning is that?...”
“But it is sexy…” Sho murmured as he ran his fingers over the soft skin of Aiba’s birthmarked shoulder. “What am I doing?” he groaned when the last parts of dream-cloud disappeared from his mind and realized his own acts then jumped out of the bed throwing his clothes on and ran out of the room.
Aiba stirred from his sleep a bit hearing at the edge of his dreaming that a door was shut somewhere. Whining softly he pressed his face deeper in the pillow and patted the bed looking for that deliciously warm body next to he remembered falling asleep. Yet found nothing but cooling sheets.
Slowly he sat up. Not just the bed next to him but the whole room was empty and deafeningly silent. As if it would mocking him.
The memories of last night were vivid in his mind. How he provoked Sho in the club… How he ‘attacked’ him as soon as his room’s door was closed behind them… How Sho’s touches burnt his skin, how his kisses tasted on his lips…
As he slipped out of the bed and patted to the bathroom he wondered what the hell got into him for jumping at his manager - of all people! - so desperately. An annoying little sound in the back of his mind - that sounded a lot like Nino - singsonged that it was because he was attracted to Sho, cause he actually liked him… maybe even loved him…
“Oh, just shut the fuck up!” he murmured as he rinsed the shampoo out of his hair frustrated and finishing his shower patted back to his room with a towel around his waist leaving wet footsteps all over the shiny marble floor.
“That only happened because I was drunk and that wise-ass didn’t get any in ages… Yeah, that was it only…” he mumbled to him as he got dressed but even if he wanted to deny it he knew he wasn’t actually that drunk…
Soft knock came from the door.
“What?” he called back reaching for his shirt.
Sho opened the door and stepped in but seeing his idol in his half dressed state he froze in his place with his hand still on the doorknob and couldn’t stop last night’s imaged to flood mind. Aiba looked back at the manager with an unreadable face.
“Ehm… we should leave for the press conference in minutes, hurry up, please…” Sho said quickly after clearing his throat then bowed and left.
Aiba felt a pang around his heart as if he was waiting, hoping something from the older man yet it failed to come. His lips turned into an angry pout. Finishing his dressing soon he stomped out the room.
He was even bitchier with Sho than normally to the rest of the day…
“What’s wrong with you, Aiba-chan?” Nino asked his friend when the idol finished with the rehearsal.
Nino came two days after the ‘incident’ and his friend’s weird behavior failed to escape his sharp eyes - even when his hands were busy with one particular choreographer’s backside…
“Don’t know what you’re talking about…” Aiba replied automatically as he wiped his face with a wet towel he got from a staff member. “Uwa… why does it have to be this hot?” he whined collapsing on the carpeted floor of his dressing room in the backstage.
Nino tucked his Nintendo DS into his back pocket and crouched down next to his friend looking serious.
“Oi! Don’t try to change the subject just spill it!”
Aiba raised his head and looked at the half opened door then back at his friend.
“It’s Sakurai” he said finally.
Nino raised an eyebrow silently. If he counted well this was kind of the first time Aiba called his manager by his name and not that stupid chipmunk-faced manager.
“Something happened?” he asked his voice casual though in the inside he was dying to get to know the details.
“I… kind of happened… to give him a handjob… and he too… gave me one…” Aiba said and much to his annoyance he felt his cheeks heat up in blushing.
A surprised sound escaped Nino’s throat. He didn’t expect this kind of news…
“And you even dare to call me perverted touching Oh-chan’s butt…?” he snorted finally and punched his friend in the shoulder lightly.
“Well, thanks, it was really what I needed from you just now…” Aiba retorted sarcastically.
“Anytime” Nino grinned back at him shamelessly but then slowly the smirk faded from his face. “Ne, do you like him?” he asked silently.
“Like him?... I wonder if I do so or not…” Aiba breathed out rolling on his side turning his back to Nino.
‘Unrequited, forbidden love, huh?’ Nino thought with a small, bitter smile fainting on his lips. It was something he didn’t need to explain. He also knew it too damn well…
The dressing room fell silent neither Nino, nor Aiba knowing what else to say after that. They remained like that till a staff member called Aiba to check the changes in the lightings that he requested earlier…
The tense air between idol and manager didn’t pass with the concerts in Nagoya. Sho paid even more attention to be polite - and keep his distance - when they were in the same room and also tried to avoid being left alone with the younger man. On the other hand Aiba silent and more unreadable than ever whenever they were around each other.
As always Sho was the one who had to drive Aiba home after they got back from Nagoya.
“Anou, Aiba-san…” Sho spoke up when he stopped the car in front of the apartment building.
Aiba didn’t respond but stopped his movements to get out of the car.
“I… About what happened in the hotel… that night…” the manager started. “Let’s forget it and pretend that never happened. That’d be the best for everyone”
“Sure, that’d be the best…” Aiba echoed Sho’s words on an emotionless tone and got out of the car without sparing a glance at the older man.
As he stood on the pavement watching his manager’s car to disappear in the night he couldn’t help thinking Sho sounded awfully like he practiced that speech of his…
The rest of Aiba’s tour went smoothly without any mistakes. The surprising thing was that both Sho and Aiba finally started to act as professionals and did their job immaculately despite whatever was in their hearts about the other. And it didn’t go unnoticed by the people around them…
“Hey, Sho-kun!”
Jogging footsteps came from behind Sho and he stopped turning back upon hearing his name.
“Tackey-sempai! Ohisashiburi…” Sho smiled at the older man bowing; they didn’t meet since Aiba’s tour started though even the last concert was over two weeks ago as well.
“Yeah, it was a long time, indeed” Tackey smiled back at him. “You were busy recently, ne? Anyway… I just wanted to congratulate you. You seem to be doing a good job with Aiba-chan. No scandals that we needed to take care of since you’re his manager. Thanks!” Tackey said. “As much as I’d love to chat some more, I have to go now…” he added glancing at his watch. “Once again, thank you, Sho-kun! Keep up the good work, ne?” he added with a wink before left.
“If you’d know how close he… no, we were to make another scandal… You weren’t thanking me anything, sempai…” Sho mumbled under his breath; and the hundredth time he thanked his lucky star that none get to know about that incident in the club and more likely what happened after that in Aiba’s room. That’d probably beat all his previous scandals…
He was so much absorbed in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice Aiba who was standing in front of him and almost knocked him over.
“Oh, sumimasen, Aiba-san!” Sho apologized quickly stepping back.
The younger guy handed a piece of paper to him.
“Can you, please, take me here during lunch break? I have a meeting with someone…” he said on that official, empty tone he happened to use whenever he was talking to Sho in the past months.
“Sure” Sho nodded taking the paper.
Aiba said nothing just turned on his heel and went back to his practice.
Sho wondered when the last time was when he saw him smiling off-camera…
A/N: I bet you all thought smut comes here, ne? XD perverted readers :P XDD well, obviously it didn't come but it will, just wait, ne? XDD hahaha!
P.S.: Pi~~!!!! stop cursing LJ or it will delay all my updates! XDD but I still love you XDD *hugs tight*
AUTHOR: Saana-chan (meXD)
PAIRING: Sakuraiba (main)
SPECIAL STARRING: Tackey
RATING: my usual PG - NC-17
GENRE: humor, angst, fluff, romance
SUMMARY: Sho thought being an idol’s manager can’t be that hard. All you have to do is arranging schedules and keep everything in order. That was till he was assigned to be the manager of one Aiba Masaki…
DISC.: last time I checked I was just a poor fangirl while Sho and Aiba belonged to each other XD
NOTE: changed the ages, in this Tackey, Ohno and Jun are older than the others…
PREVIOUS EPISODES:
Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5
Chapter 6: In which everyone’s confused…
Sho woke up the next morning feeling an unfamiliar yet comfortable weight clinging on his waist. He sat up rubbing his eyes. The first thing he realized that he wasn’t in his own room. The second that he was naked… And the last but definitely not least that Aiba next to him was very much naked as well… For a few minutes Sho just stared at the sleeping figure next to him. His face was peaceful and a small smile played in the corner of him mouth as if he was dreaming about something nice. The manager slowly reached his hand out and traced his fingers down Aiba’s face then moved toward his neck and shoulder… Sho smiled as Jun’s - semi drunken - rambling came to his mind…
“Did you know that he has a birthmark on his left shoulder? His fans say that’s sexy… Duh…” Jun snorted into his glass of beer.
Ohno was already sleeping slightly snoring next to them with his head dropped on his folded arms on the top of the table. Sho tore his eyes from his own drink to look at the stylist when he spoke up.
“And only because of that Johnny always nag me to give him clothes that leave his shoulder uncovered…” Jun continued not bothered by the fact that Sho couldn’t really get what he was talking about. “What kind of reasoning is that?...”
“But it is sexy…” Sho murmured as he ran his fingers over the soft skin of Aiba’s birthmarked shoulder. “What am I doing?” he groaned when the last parts of dream-cloud disappeared from his mind and realized his own acts then jumped out of the bed throwing his clothes on and ran out of the room.
Aiba stirred from his sleep a bit hearing at the edge of his dreaming that a door was shut somewhere. Whining softly he pressed his face deeper in the pillow and patted the bed looking for that deliciously warm body next to he remembered falling asleep. Yet found nothing but cooling sheets.
Slowly he sat up. Not just the bed next to him but the whole room was empty and deafeningly silent. As if it would mocking him.
The memories of last night were vivid in his mind. How he provoked Sho in the club… How he ‘attacked’ him as soon as his room’s door was closed behind them… How Sho’s touches burnt his skin, how his kisses tasted on his lips…
As he slipped out of the bed and patted to the bathroom he wondered what the hell got into him for jumping at his manager - of all people! - so desperately. An annoying little sound in the back of his mind - that sounded a lot like Nino - singsonged that it was because he was attracted to Sho, cause he actually liked him… maybe even loved him…
“Oh, just shut the fuck up!” he murmured as he rinsed the shampoo out of his hair frustrated and finishing his shower patted back to his room with a towel around his waist leaving wet footsteps all over the shiny marble floor.
“That only happened because I was drunk and that wise-ass didn’t get any in ages… Yeah, that was it only…” he mumbled to him as he got dressed but even if he wanted to deny it he knew he wasn’t actually that drunk…
Soft knock came from the door.
“What?” he called back reaching for his shirt.
Sho opened the door and stepped in but seeing his idol in his half dressed state he froze in his place with his hand still on the doorknob and couldn’t stop last night’s imaged to flood mind. Aiba looked back at the manager with an unreadable face.
“Ehm… we should leave for the press conference in minutes, hurry up, please…” Sho said quickly after clearing his throat then bowed and left.
Aiba felt a pang around his heart as if he was waiting, hoping something from the older man yet it failed to come. His lips turned into an angry pout. Finishing his dressing soon he stomped out the room.
He was even bitchier with Sho than normally to the rest of the day…
“What’s wrong with you, Aiba-chan?” Nino asked his friend when the idol finished with the rehearsal.
Nino came two days after the ‘incident’ and his friend’s weird behavior failed to escape his sharp eyes - even when his hands were busy with one particular choreographer’s backside…
“Don’t know what you’re talking about…” Aiba replied automatically as he wiped his face with a wet towel he got from a staff member. “Uwa… why does it have to be this hot?” he whined collapsing on the carpeted floor of his dressing room in the backstage.
Nino tucked his Nintendo DS into his back pocket and crouched down next to his friend looking serious.
“Oi! Don’t try to change the subject just spill it!”
Aiba raised his head and looked at the half opened door then back at his friend.
“It’s Sakurai” he said finally.
Nino raised an eyebrow silently. If he counted well this was kind of the first time Aiba called his manager by his name and not that stupid chipmunk-faced manager.
“Something happened?” he asked his voice casual though in the inside he was dying to get to know the details.
“I… kind of happened… to give him a handjob… and he too… gave me one…” Aiba said and much to his annoyance he felt his cheeks heat up in blushing.
A surprised sound escaped Nino’s throat. He didn’t expect this kind of news…
“And you even dare to call me perverted touching Oh-chan’s butt…?” he snorted finally and punched his friend in the shoulder lightly.
“Well, thanks, it was really what I needed from you just now…” Aiba retorted sarcastically.
“Anytime” Nino grinned back at him shamelessly but then slowly the smirk faded from his face. “Ne, do you like him?” he asked silently.
“Like him?... I wonder if I do so or not…” Aiba breathed out rolling on his side turning his back to Nino.
‘Unrequited, forbidden love, huh?’ Nino thought with a small, bitter smile fainting on his lips. It was something he didn’t need to explain. He also knew it too damn well…
The dressing room fell silent neither Nino, nor Aiba knowing what else to say after that. They remained like that till a staff member called Aiba to check the changes in the lightings that he requested earlier…
The tense air between idol and manager didn’t pass with the concerts in Nagoya. Sho paid even more attention to be polite - and keep his distance - when they were in the same room and also tried to avoid being left alone with the younger man. On the other hand Aiba silent and more unreadable than ever whenever they were around each other.
As always Sho was the one who had to drive Aiba home after they got back from Nagoya.
“Anou, Aiba-san…” Sho spoke up when he stopped the car in front of the apartment building.
Aiba didn’t respond but stopped his movements to get out of the car.
“I… About what happened in the hotel… that night…” the manager started. “Let’s forget it and pretend that never happened. That’d be the best for everyone”
“Sure, that’d be the best…” Aiba echoed Sho’s words on an emotionless tone and got out of the car without sparing a glance at the older man.
As he stood on the pavement watching his manager’s car to disappear in the night he couldn’t help thinking Sho sounded awfully like he practiced that speech of his…
The rest of Aiba’s tour went smoothly without any mistakes. The surprising thing was that both Sho and Aiba finally started to act as professionals and did their job immaculately despite whatever was in their hearts about the other. And it didn’t go unnoticed by the people around them…
“Hey, Sho-kun!”
Jogging footsteps came from behind Sho and he stopped turning back upon hearing his name.
“Tackey-sempai! Ohisashiburi…” Sho smiled at the older man bowing; they didn’t meet since Aiba’s tour started though even the last concert was over two weeks ago as well.
“Yeah, it was a long time, indeed” Tackey smiled back at him. “You were busy recently, ne? Anyway… I just wanted to congratulate you. You seem to be doing a good job with Aiba-chan. No scandals that we needed to take care of since you’re his manager. Thanks!” Tackey said. “As much as I’d love to chat some more, I have to go now…” he added glancing at his watch. “Once again, thank you, Sho-kun! Keep up the good work, ne?” he added with a wink before left.
“If you’d know how close he… no, we were to make another scandal… You weren’t thanking me anything, sempai…” Sho mumbled under his breath; and the hundredth time he thanked his lucky star that none get to know about that incident in the club and more likely what happened after that in Aiba’s room. That’d probably beat all his previous scandals…
He was so much absorbed in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice Aiba who was standing in front of him and almost knocked him over.
“Oh, sumimasen, Aiba-san!” Sho apologized quickly stepping back.
The younger guy handed a piece of paper to him.
“Can you, please, take me here during lunch break? I have a meeting with someone…” he said on that official, empty tone he happened to use whenever he was talking to Sho in the past months.
“Sure” Sho nodded taking the paper.
Aiba said nothing just turned on his heel and went back to his practice.
Sho wondered when the last time was when he saw him smiling off-camera…
A/N: I bet you all thought smut comes here, ne? XD perverted readers :P XDD well, obviously it didn't come but it will, just wait, ne? XDD hahaha!
P.S.: Pi~~!!!! stop cursing LJ or it will delay all my updates! XDD but I still love you XDD *hugs tight*