One-shot: Gâteau au chocolat
OK. First of all: Please be nice XD I warn you it's not something big or great. I just wanted to write something in English. I really love writing even if I'm not a great writer.
The idea came from a "talk" with theproudpenguin about a picture of Sho and his air muscle on a recent photo shoot.
Here is the pic:
Credit goes to yuckie_chan for the scan.
And before you start reading, I really want to thanks cherry_armrest for helping me and being my beta-reader! I know it was difficult since I make a lot of horrible mistakes XDD Sorry but thank you my dear! <3
So, I hope you'll like it and feel free to comment. Keep in mind it's my first try in English (and only my second about Arashi XD).
Title: Gâteau au chocolat
Author: Me XD
Genre: Comedy, romance
Rating: PG-13? I don’t know in fact…^^’
Beta-reader: cherry_armrest
Pairing: ArashiXSakurai Sho (a little) and Sakuraiba (because there’s not enough Sakuraibaaaaa!!!!)
Words: 2 763 (according to Word)
Disclamer: If Arashi's member were mine would keep them for me! XD This story is purely a fiction.
Gâteau au chocolat
“I’m telling you, it has to end. And now! “said Jun, slamming down a magazine with their faces on the cover. Nino, Aiba, Ohno and Jun were in the lounge. It was the lunch break before the recording of 'Arashi no Shukudai-kun.' Nino, who was absorbed in his game, raised an eyebrow, looking at Jun, lost.
“What are you talking about? Do you want to quit?” He asked with a smirk. Jun looked at Nino, then at Aiba, Ohno, and finally at Nino again. What was he talking about? Quitting? The idea had never even crossed his mind! Arashi was everything to him. No, he wasn’t referring to his job as an idol, but to the last issue of Oricon Style. He took the magazine out and turned the pages, searching for a particular picture. When he found it, he showed it to the others, his finger pointing at Sho.
“Look! Now I’m really worried!” Three pairs of eyes were fixed on the picture, wondering what the matter was. Jun added, “He’s so thin! We have to handle this! He can’t go on this way, look at his arm!”
When Jun explained what worried him, the other three nodded in understanding and of course, approval. These last months they were all aware of Sho’s weight loss, but when they talked about it and expressed their fears, Sho told them that there was no problem, and that he was fine. But when they thought about it; during their lunch breaks, Sho never ate a lot, he was always reading, sleeping or working on his lyrics.
“You know it’s for his drama. Don’t worry about it, I’m sure when it's over he’ll be back to his old self. He’s playing a guy who was in a coma for 6 years!” Said Nino, his eyes focused on his DS again.
“As if! You know perfectly that his character is awake and is eating again, but he’s still too thin! I’m sure that there's something. Maybe he’s worried about his age, or his appeal,” said Jun, calming himself.
“I’m older than him and I eat normally. Age and weight are not related!” Ohno pouted; then asked Aiba, a little worried, “Are they?” Aiba shook his head, reassuring their leader. He put a hand on Jun’s shoulder, trouble all over his usually joyful face.
“I understand, but believe me; every time I ask him to eat more, he tells me he’s already full and that he has to be careful with his weight for his drama. I tried everything, I swear.” He concluded with his right hand raised. Jun sighed, his head down. Were none of them concerned? How could they let their band mate down? Then an idea bloomed in his mind. A very good idea. He lifted his head, a big smile on his face, and his eyes sparkling.
“Let’s play a game!” When they heard the word “game,” Nino and Aiba were instantly interested for different reasons. Ohno was, as always, silent and waited for explanations.
With the attention focused on him, Jun explained: “We are all rivals. We have one week to feed him. The first one who feeds him wins. No rules. Everything is allowed.” he said, crossing his arms on his chest, proud of himself.
“And, what’s the reward?” asked Nino not very interested, thinking that this “game” would be boring. But when Jun finally answered, a noisy sound from his DS that meant he just lost a life was the only thing that broke the silence in the room.
“R…really?! You swear?!” Asked Aiba, nearly drooling, thinking about what could happen if he wins. Nino was thinking too deeply about a plan to listen to the affirmation.
Ohno fixed Matsujun with a stare and asked him: “What do you mean by ‘The one who wins can kiss Sho-san during our next concert, and even more.’?”
Jun’s grin grew a little more, “Well, everything: hugs, kisses, piggy-back rides. But it must be safe for our fan's eyes. We can consider this as fan-service for both our fans and us. So, is everybody in?”
Before they could answer, Sho entered their room, a newspaper under his arm. He froze when he felt eight eyes on him.
“What?” he asked after two long minutes of silence. The grins on their faces were not reassuring, especially Ohno’s. The last time he saw this kind of face, he was playing Haru in the Pikanchi movies.
Sho cleared his throat, shook his head and sat on the sofa. He looked at them one more time, and then he took his newspaper and started to read. The room was silent, too silent and Sho was uncomfortable about it. Why were they so quiet? Did he do something? Does he have something on his face? Even if he was troubled, his eyes never left his paper.
Ohno was the one making the first move, he was the fast one this time; the others were diving too deeply in their thoughts. He grabbed a bento on the table and went to sit beside Sho, who lifted his head. Riida offered his bento to the rapper; who at last, bowed his head in thanks and took it. Jun, Aiba and Nino stared, worried, and holding their breaths. Is the game already over? They expressed their relief when Sho put the bento aside, saying that he’ll eat it later. Ohno nodded, disappointed and turned back to his chair. Aiba started to move, the plan in his brain was just perfect. He grabbed a banana and sat next to Sho, smiling. Sho looked at him, returning his smile.
“Sho-chan~” He sing-songed, peeling the fruit and eating the top, his insistent gaze fixed on Sho and his free hand on Sho’s leg, caressing it softly.
Aiba was a strong opponent. After all he was Sho’s ichiban, and was very competent in seducing, particularly when the one being seduced was Sho. The younger one knew everything about the rapper: his weaknesses, his sensitive spots, everything! When he offered some to Sho, who gulped with difficulty, Nino jumped on Aiba and took all of the fruit in his mouth.
“Sowy. I thougbht yu weare talkin to me” He apologized with his mouth full when Aiba smacked him on the head. They started to fight and Sho had no choice but to leave his seat. Jun took this occasion. He sneaked to Sho’s side, passing an arm around his shoulders.
“What are you doing tonight? Yakiniku? My treat! ” The three others stared at the youngest. That was unfair! Sho loved yakiniku, this time it was really over.
“Sorry. I can’t tonight. I still have some lines to remember for my drama. Next time, ok?” Sho answered, smiling in apology and petting Jun, who seemed to be disappointed, much to the pleasure of his comrades.
The break was over. Everyone left the room, thinking of what their next move would be. Sho was far ahead and very confused. The fact that Aiba acted strangely was very common and didn’t bother him. No. What was very strange was that Ohno offered his own bento! And Nino wasn’t playing but looking at him, in a very scary way.
“What’s with you guys?” He whispered, not daring to look behind him. At the back, Nino smacked Jun on his back, a serious expression all over his face, visibly mad at the youngest of the group.
“You cheater!” He whispered, trying to not attract Sho’s attention.
“Everything is allowed” Reminded Jun, an evil smile on his lips. “Sorry, you’ll do better next time.” He added, walking faster as he waved at Nino who stopped on the hallway. A dreamy Aiba and a depressed Ohno overtook the magician. A grin spread across Nino's face, an evil one. Finally a good plan bloomed in his brain, it was perfect. All he had to do was prevent the others from making their move and victory will come to him.
“Since everything is allowed…”
Everything went smoothly during the recording. The guest, Tutorial was funny as always, and everybody laughed. The tense atmosphere that Sho felt during lunch time disappeared; not for very long, unfortunately.
It was finally the “cooking segment” and Nino was in charge of it this time. The topic? Beautiful and strange desserts. Three items were on the set, which meant that there were three chances for Nino to succeed. Yoshimi-san was drooling just like Sho. In fact, the rapper hadn’t eaten all the day and he had to admit that the segment was very welcome.
Victory was already his.
First: A weird cake in a swan form. Its flavors were chocolate, strawberry and pistachio. The newscaster, of course, couldn’t help himself and did his infamous “Swan” joke. For Tokui Yoshimi, the cake was delicious since there was a lot of chocolate. The interest in Sho’s eyes brought hope to Nino’s heart. It was fear for the other three when they saw Nino with a spoonful of cake in front of Sho’s open mouth.
“Aaan~ Sho-chan…” said Nino with a large smile on his face. He looked at Jun and Aiba with the same smile, but was surprised when he heard Sho complain and saw a big smile on the faces of the other two. When he looked back; it was not Sho’s mouth on the spoon but Ohno’s, and with a huge smile as well. The audience was going ‘kyaa~’, after witnessing an Ohmiya moment. Jun quickly put the rolling table away.
First move: Failed.
Second: This one was stranger than the first. An ice cream mixed between a banana-split, a tiramisu and a parfait. The guests tasted it, and the sound they made, made the dessert look very tempting. While Sho flailed over it, Ohno, Aiba and Jun stared at each other and nodded. The guests haven’t had the time to describe the flavor, when the other three jumped on the table and ate the desserts in a hurry; which resulted in the audience’s laughter and a truly angry Nino.
Since when was the game’s goal to prevent Sho from eating?
“What’s the problem? Are you that hungry?” Asked Ogura-san, laughing.
“Yeah! What’s the problem with you?” asked Nino, losing his control.
These guys won’t restrain themselves, thought Nino. If they wanted a war, then they’ll one! Sho was calling Ohno from behind; the sleepy leader walked toward him with a questioning face. The camera caught Sho begging his band mate for a spoonful, just one, of this ice-cream that seemed really tasty. Sho’s stomach was very painful and growled loudly. Aware of the danger, Nino pushed Ohno aside, taking away the cup, saying that it was time for the next dessert.
Second move: failed.
Third: The final dessert was very common, but only in appearance. The strange fact was in its taste: It was made of rare ingredients. This cake was really expensive and there were only three parts of it: two for Tutorial, and the last for one of them.
This means…
“Jan Ken Pon! Aikou Deshou! Sakurai out!” Ogura-san screamed to a very astonished and depressed Sho.
“So today I wouldn’t taste anything…” He sighed.
“Don’t worry. If I win I’ll feed you!” The other four said in unison, then glaring at each other, ready for another merciless fight.
After a long and hard battle, it was finally Aiba who won the right to feed Sho. He went near the table with a big smile all over his face. But neither Sho nor the guest would discover the taste, since Aiba fell on the cake; head first, because ‘Jun smacked his back a little too strongly to congratulate him.’
Third move: Failed.
The rest of the show went well; If we put aside the fact that Nino never talked again and Sho showed a disappointed face. When the recording was over, Ohno, Aiba, Jun and Nino were in their room again. No one talked. They were too angry at the others. This game took on a strange and scary way, and it seems that they have all forgotten the main reason for it.
Sho was under the shower, and they only heard the water falling down. These guys were really bizarre today, but even though he tried to understand why, Sho couldn’t point it out. In the room, Nino packed his things, ready to leave, just like Jun who was more disappointed after a second refusal from Sho. He was sure that the rapper would come in his house for his famous lasagnas, but just like before, he refused because of his drama.
“I’m telling you. Tomorrow, you will not defeat me!” Warned Nino, passing by the door, really pissed off.
“As if I could lose against such a brat!” answered Jun, leaving as well.
Only Ohno and Aiba remained in the room, silent. After a short moment, Aiba spoke in a low voice.
“Those two don’t understand, right? I mean, they’re concerned about Sho’s condition but… I have the feeling that they only care about the prize now.”
“It’s not like he is dying, and even if I’m a little worried, Sho is still in good condition. But you’re right. I give up, so please… do your best.” Ohno finally said, petting Aiba’s head softly, a shy smile on his lips.
“I’m counting on you.” He concluded, passing through the open door and closing it. Aiba was alone and the water had stopped falling. The younger one felt a little guilty. Sho loves this show because he can eat a lot of and enjoy the different tastes, and that makes Aiba happy. It was always funny and Sho’s face was cute all the time, even when he failed. Yes, he felt guilty. The disappointment on the newscaster’s face was always present in Aiba’s mind. When the older man came in, the nice smell of soap followed him.
“Where are they?” asked Sho, drying his hair in front of the mirror. He could see Aiba’s reflection coming near him, an unusual expression all over his face. The younger one hugged Sho from behind and leaned his face on his shoulders.
“Aiba-chan?” He asked, gently touching one of the arms against his chest.
“You smell…nice…” answered his band mate in a whisper, smelling Sho’s neck deeply, his eyes closed.
“Masaki…? What’s the matter?” He asked again, concern showing in his tone. Today was really weird. Everybody was fighting, they left early, and Aiba acted like a sad puppy. Of course he was worried.
“I’m sorry!” Said Aiba, a little too loudly than he wanted.
“It’s just… I’m worried! You’re always in a rush! I can’t see you at all! I mean, in a private way. Are you eating enough? Do you sleep well? You seem thinner, please be careful. Everybody is worried, you know? He blurted out, his eyes looking deeply into Sho’s. Aiba bit his bottom lip, a little ashamed, but he needed to let it out.
Surprised by the amount of words and their speed, Sho’s lips formed a shy smile and he lovingly stroked Aiba’s hair. A strange feeling was growing in his stomach. Maybe it was ridiculous, but knowing that his band mates, particularly Aiba, were concerned, moved him. Usually he was the one who took care of them. He was the one who checked if Ohno slept enough, if Nino and Jun didn’t fight too strongly and if Aiba had seen the obstacles in front of him while walking dreamily. Yes, he was happy. Sho hugged the younger one strongly before gently kissing his lips.
“I’m fine. Don’t worry. It’s just…I’m a little hungry. I didn’t eat anything since you have eaten - or fallen on- the desserts.” He finally answered. The big smile on Aiba’s face made him happier than he was before. The younger one left the embrace and went near the little fridge in the room. He took out a little plate with a piece of cake.
“I saved it from before.” He said simply, offering the swan’s head to Sho.
The two lovers ate it with laughter, when Sho was mimicking how Aiba fell on the cake during the filming. They were not aware of the three pairs of eyes watching them. Nino closed the door silently, gasping. Of course he was happy that Sho was fine but…
“I can’t believe I have lost against him!”
“We can’t help it! Aiba has the best weapon…” Jun said, referring to Aiba’s love.
“…Yes. A chocolate cake,” concluded Ohno, thinking deeply before a double smack hit his head.
FIN
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