Starting Over - Part 3
Title: Starting Over
Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Comedy, Romance, Drama, Angst, Smut… and Fantasy I guess ‘cause hey, someone’s time traveling
Beta: kyleeers
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I wouldn’t be writing fics here. I’d be out there supervising their wedding photoshoot.
Warning: Scenarios written for the photos are fictional (and not necessarily patterned against publicized flow of events) and did not occur in real life or so we think and hope otherwise.
Summary: Kame is sent back to five points in the past in order to change the present. And maybe the future. Hallelujah chance!
oOo
“The high was too much to spoil with a confession?”
Kame found himself sitting on his living room floor, the creepy fairy standing over him, eyebrows raised and hands on his waist. It was very interesting to see YamaPi like this. Kame would just have to tease his colleague later on about how the fairy took on his shape.
“Wha - yeah, that’s what I thought.”
Fairy YamaPi’s eyebrows arched higher up his forehead, his stare more demanding.
“Oh, give it a rest already. You weren’t there,” Kame said as he got off the floor, straightening his clothes and at the same time organizing his thoughts.
“Yes, I was not there, but you were. And you wasted it yet again.”
“It’s not my fault that this is difficult, okay?!” Kame replied in a loud voice as he went to his kitchen to get a glass of water. All this time-travel made him thirsty and a bit hungry already.
“It’s not my fault that it’s difficult to be in love with - ”
“First time you actually admitted that in front of me,” the fairy appeared at the kitchen doorway, a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.
Kame threw him an indifferent stare before taking a long drink.
“So?”
“So it means that this is significant to you. So I know you want this to work out.”
Kame felt his face heat up so that he faced his refrigerator, his back turned from the fairy. He was not in the mood for this kind of talk. He did not want to be emotional. He hastily put his water glass and faced Fairy YamaPi.
“Next picture!” Kame practically yelled.
oOo
Kame found himself in YamaPi’s arms in the middle of a rowdy dance floor. When was this again? Right, 2008. It was Yamashita’s 23rd birthday celebration, and Kame only vaguely remembered how he had drunkenly flirted with “Akira” as some sort of fan service for the guests of the party, which was held at YamaPi’s favorite club. This time, though, Kame was sober, but he realized he had to play along.
“Happy birthday, Yamashita,” Kame whispered, letting himself relax with said artist’s hands on his waist. One would think that dancing intimately was a little over the top to be considered fan service still, but both Kame and YamaPi were experts at it.
“You already greeted me earlier,” YamaPi said in rather slurred speech, his chin on Kame’s shoulder.
The song was a ballad, and they were moving slowly, swaying in their spot. When the people dancing around them momentarily cleared a spot, Kame caught a glimpse of Akanishi sitting at a table with Shirota Yu. They were chatting animatedly, and Jin surprisingly looked very much sober still.
Kame briefly wondered why he was brought back to this night in particular. The scene of the picture he went back into would not take place until the next day.
“I just…” Kame started. Pi grunted and put his arms around the smaller man. “I need to go, that’s why.”
Kame hurriedly untangled himself from YamaPi as he saw Akanishi storm out of the place, making his way to the backdoor of the club. Kame’s heart thudded in his chest as he followed Jin. He could remember this quite clearly. Akanishi had seemed rather pissed about Kame and YamaPi acting the way they had been doing all night. Kame could still plainly recall how their conversation in the back of the club went.
“Why are you so possessive of your best friend?” Kame began, as he had done in the not so distant past, walking up to Jin who was facing the wall.
As how it also went before, Akanishi replied, “It’s not him I’m possessive about.”
Kame smiled, taking a step closer until Jin had no choice but to face him.
“Why are you like that with Pi?” the older man asked, his voice clear and his eyes merely asking. “You’re never comfortable when we do fan service and then… you and YamaPi are practically having sex with your clothes on!”
Kame resisted the urge to laugh.
“Why are you being this way, Jin?” he said instead, taking another step toward Jin. Just as before, the taller man did not reply and, after a few awkward moments, took Kame into his arms and hugged him.
Kame thought he knew how it should go. It went as it had before. But somehow, his heart was beating faster than how he could remember it did on that night. His mind was racing with far more confusion than before. Perhaps, it was because this time, Kame knew a lot more. Kame had so much more sentiments bottled up inside him.
The first time the scenario happened, they hugged and neither pulled away. The embrace only ended when one of Johnny’s assistants, a burly manager from the agency, walked in on them. Kame sure as hell remembered how he received a call that same night from Johnny himself, banning Kame from seeing Akanishi ever again except for official KAT-TUN projects and activities.
“Jin - ”
Any moment, Johnny’s minion would come and take in the scene and report it to his boss. Kame looked up, and Akanishi was looking down at him with a weird expression, like it was only then that Jin realized what they really were doing, what it looked like from an outsider’s point of view.
It was too much for Kame. He had been hiding his feelings for so long. When that agency manager walks in on them, whatever Kame does, the outcome would be the same. Fuck it.
Kame tiptoed ever so slightly and pressed his lips against Jin’s.
He could not let his eyes stay open, just in case Akanishi pushed him away and raged at him for stealing a goddamn kiss. So, Kame kept his eyes closed the entire time, and before he knew it, almost a minute had passed with just the two of them frozen like that, in a kiss that was too afraid to stir into something, anything more. Jin was not pulling away. Kame dared to open his eyes and found the older man with his eyes closed just as well.
A bang of the door causes them to pull away from each other - a shocked gasp - the manager’s hurried footsteps away from the scene - Kame sprints away. Everything happened the way it did the first time, except for the kiss.
With his driver wordlessly speeding them home, Kame sat in his car, the thought of having kissed Akanishi Jin sinking only now. In an hour or so, his phone would be ringing with Johnny at the other end of the line. The old man would probably be ten times angrier this time around seeing as Kame and Jin had kissed, when he had already been irate when he caught wind of Kame and Jin just hugging.
“J - Johnny-san,” Kame still could not keep himself from stuttering as he answered his mobile phone even if he had been lying in bed and all the while waiting for the dreadful call.
“Kamenashi.”
The president sounded curt and clipped; like it was taking all of the old man’s will power to not start yelling for all the wrong things Kame had done ever since joining the agency. Kame knew, if he would just give Johnny a chance to berate him for every little thing, the media mogul would lash out at him, never mind that Kame’s image was actually almost clean. Cleaner than most others in the industry.
“Hai,” Kame half-whispered back.
“I want to see you in my office tomorrow at 7 AM sharp. Thank you.”
And the line went dead before Kame could register that it was already 2 AM and so 7 AM was later and not tomorrow. Not that he would mention it to the old man. Johnny would not give a damn if Kame had gotten home at 6:30 and would still have demanded him to be in front of the president’s desk at 7. Johnny was like that. He was the rule. He was the goddamn law.
Kame suddenly wondered if Johnny called Jin and requested to see him, too. Three years ago when this all first happened, Johnny had just instructed him via phone to stay away from Akanishi. And stay away, he did. He never dared ask if Jin received word from Johnny, too, but Kame assumed the older boy did, because, well, they stayed clear out of each other’s lives perfectly well.
At some point during those hours of darkness, he wanted to call Jin and… and just talk to him. But it was going to be awkward. Kame did not have the courage to do that. Not after that kiss.
Kame fell asleep in his party clothes, phone clutched in his right hand against the cool sheets of his bed.
oOo
Today went rather good, Kame thought as he sung his last parts for Crazy Love. Their final show was a success and fortunately, they did not encounter any problems throughout.
Save for the fact that there were awkward moments backstage when someone would wonder out loud why Jin and Kame were so quiet that day.
It was not like Kame did not try to corner the older boy and talk to him. Kame had attempted to sneak a small talk with Akanishi during water break, in the dressing room, and some other place else off cam, but Kame now realized Jin was probably instructed to stay away from him, too.
“Please treasure these precious memories we have made here tonight,” Kame said his ending speech in behalf of the rest of KAT-TUN. “We will keep your feelings in our hearts as well.”
He felt Jin shift beside him, as if uncomfortable about something. Kame wondered what was going through the older man’s mind as they walked off the pirate ship structure on the stage. What did Jin think of Johnny’s order for them to keep clear of each other’s space? They sure had been following it strictly today, but surely, Jin did not intend to ignore him for long -
Kame shook his head as he went backstage and over to his dresser. The staff shuffled around him and the five other men were busy freshening themselves up, and Kame slightly felt ridiculous for that last thought. Jin had ignored him. For three years, to be exact. After the previous night, things were never the same again, and they were on that same track right now if Kame did not do anything.
But what was he supposed to do? What could he do at this point? He was moments away from being taken back to the present. Kame shot Jin a look across the room and saw that the older man was busy shifting his costume around a bit. He wanted to approach Jin and talk to him then and there. It was not the right place, and definitely not the right time anymore, but when that picture gets taken, his chance would be no more.
“Please be on standby for encore!” the director yelled from the end of the dressing room, catching everyone’s attention.
Kame stole a glance again, and this time Jin’s head was raised. Jin was finally about to speak to him for the first time that day -
“Kamenashi-san, please take your place at the side of the stage,” came a voice beside Kame, and he forced on a smile as he saw a member of the staff.
T-TUN were already walking up to the stage, and so Kame was ushered onto his spot to the side of the stage, just hidden from view.
“Mics at the ready, please,” the staff member then whispered, and Kame was slightly startled to see Jin standing right there beside him.
The first notes of Real Face reverberated around Tokyo Dome, and Kame began to sing with Jin at his side, their eyes locked. At that moment, what Kame wanted to do most was to just drop his microphone and talk to Jin. I do not want to stay away, Kame willed his eyes to say as they continued to stare into each other’s eyes even as Jin began second voice. Behind Jin, the staff member signaled for Kame to go onstage but, even as Koki’s rap began, Kame remained in his spot, staring back at Jin.
The rest of the group, not to mention the audience, might already be wondering why the two of them have not come up on stage yet. Jin looked pained, like he was dying to say a thousand words at that moment, too, but behind him the staff was already panicking because Kame was already supposed to be onstage.
And so, Kame walked off and did not look back to see if Jin reacted at all.
“Asufaruto wo keritobashite,” the same old song from their debut went as Jin went onstage after him, and after a while Jin headed to the audience and fetched YamaPi. The three of them were then instructed to go up onto the pirate ship stage.
It’s impossible to talk now, Kame thought, as he knew the camera would capture that moment any second. They were performing and YamaPi was just a few steps away.
“Giri giri de itsume ikite itai kara…”
Yes, maybe that is why he was pushing his luck. Living on the edge. Wasting another chance…
2008! Queen of Pirates - Kazuya kissed Jin the night before!
oOo
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Pairing: Akame
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Comedy, Romance, Drama, Angst, Smut… and Fantasy I guess ‘cause hey, someone’s time traveling
Beta: kyleeers
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I wouldn’t be writing fics here. I’d be out there supervising their wedding photoshoot.
Warning: Scenarios written for the photos are fictional (and not necessarily patterned against publicized flow of events) and did not occur in real life or so we think and hope otherwise.
Summary: Kame is sent back to five points in the past in order to change the present. And maybe the future. Hallelujah chance!
oOo
“The high was too much to spoil with a confession?”
Kame found himself sitting on his living room floor, the creepy fairy standing over him, eyebrows raised and hands on his waist. It was very interesting to see YamaPi like this. Kame would just have to tease his colleague later on about how the fairy took on his shape.
“Wha - yeah, that’s what I thought.”
Fairy YamaPi’s eyebrows arched higher up his forehead, his stare more demanding.
“Oh, give it a rest already. You weren’t there,” Kame said as he got off the floor, straightening his clothes and at the same time organizing his thoughts.
“Yes, I was not there, but you were. And you wasted it yet again.”
“It’s not my fault that this is difficult, okay?!” Kame replied in a loud voice as he went to his kitchen to get a glass of water. All this time-travel made him thirsty and a bit hungry already.
“It’s not my fault that it’s difficult to be in love with - ”
“First time you actually admitted that in front of me,” the fairy appeared at the kitchen doorway, a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.
Kame threw him an indifferent stare before taking a long drink.
“So?”
“So it means that this is significant to you. So I know you want this to work out.”
Kame felt his face heat up so that he faced his refrigerator, his back turned from the fairy. He was not in the mood for this kind of talk. He did not want to be emotional. He hastily put his water glass and faced Fairy YamaPi.
“Next picture!” Kame practically yelled.
oOo
Kame found himself in YamaPi’s arms in the middle of a rowdy dance floor. When was this again? Right, 2008. It was Yamashita’s 23rd birthday celebration, and Kame only vaguely remembered how he had drunkenly flirted with “Akira” as some sort of fan service for the guests of the party, which was held at YamaPi’s favorite club. This time, though, Kame was sober, but he realized he had to play along.
“Happy birthday, Yamashita,” Kame whispered, letting himself relax with said artist’s hands on his waist. One would think that dancing intimately was a little over the top to be considered fan service still, but both Kame and YamaPi were experts at it.
“You already greeted me earlier,” YamaPi said in rather slurred speech, his chin on Kame’s shoulder.
The song was a ballad, and they were moving slowly, swaying in their spot. When the people dancing around them momentarily cleared a spot, Kame caught a glimpse of Akanishi sitting at a table with Shirota Yu. They were chatting animatedly, and Jin surprisingly looked very much sober still.
Kame briefly wondered why he was brought back to this night in particular. The scene of the picture he went back into would not take place until the next day.
“I just…” Kame started. Pi grunted and put his arms around the smaller man. “I need to go, that’s why.”
Kame hurriedly untangled himself from YamaPi as he saw Akanishi storm out of the place, making his way to the backdoor of the club. Kame’s heart thudded in his chest as he followed Jin. He could remember this quite clearly. Akanishi had seemed rather pissed about Kame and YamaPi acting the way they had been doing all night. Kame could still plainly recall how their conversation in the back of the club went.
“Why are you so possessive of your best friend?” Kame began, as he had done in the not so distant past, walking up to Jin who was facing the wall.
As how it also went before, Akanishi replied, “It’s not him I’m possessive about.”
Kame smiled, taking a step closer until Jin had no choice but to face him.
“Why are you like that with Pi?” the older man asked, his voice clear and his eyes merely asking. “You’re never comfortable when we do fan service and then… you and YamaPi are practically having sex with your clothes on!”
Kame resisted the urge to laugh.
“Why are you being this way, Jin?” he said instead, taking another step toward Jin. Just as before, the taller man did not reply and, after a few awkward moments, took Kame into his arms and hugged him.
Kame thought he knew how it should go. It went as it had before. But somehow, his heart was beating faster than how he could remember it did on that night. His mind was racing with far more confusion than before. Perhaps, it was because this time, Kame knew a lot more. Kame had so much more sentiments bottled up inside him.
The first time the scenario happened, they hugged and neither pulled away. The embrace only ended when one of Johnny’s assistants, a burly manager from the agency, walked in on them. Kame sure as hell remembered how he received a call that same night from Johnny himself, banning Kame from seeing Akanishi ever again except for official KAT-TUN projects and activities.
“Jin - ”
Any moment, Johnny’s minion would come and take in the scene and report it to his boss. Kame looked up, and Akanishi was looking down at him with a weird expression, like it was only then that Jin realized what they really were doing, what it looked like from an outsider’s point of view.
It was too much for Kame. He had been hiding his feelings for so long. When that agency manager walks in on them, whatever Kame does, the outcome would be the same. Fuck it.
Kame tiptoed ever so slightly and pressed his lips against Jin’s.
He could not let his eyes stay open, just in case Akanishi pushed him away and raged at him for stealing a goddamn kiss. So, Kame kept his eyes closed the entire time, and before he knew it, almost a minute had passed with just the two of them frozen like that, in a kiss that was too afraid to stir into something, anything more. Jin was not pulling away. Kame dared to open his eyes and found the older man with his eyes closed just as well.
A bang of the door causes them to pull away from each other - a shocked gasp - the manager’s hurried footsteps away from the scene - Kame sprints away. Everything happened the way it did the first time, except for the kiss.
With his driver wordlessly speeding them home, Kame sat in his car, the thought of having kissed Akanishi Jin sinking only now. In an hour or so, his phone would be ringing with Johnny at the other end of the line. The old man would probably be ten times angrier this time around seeing as Kame and Jin had kissed, when he had already been irate when he caught wind of Kame and Jin just hugging.
“J - Johnny-san,” Kame still could not keep himself from stuttering as he answered his mobile phone even if he had been lying in bed and all the while waiting for the dreadful call.
“Kamenashi.”
The president sounded curt and clipped; like it was taking all of the old man’s will power to not start yelling for all the wrong things Kame had done ever since joining the agency. Kame knew, if he would just give Johnny a chance to berate him for every little thing, the media mogul would lash out at him, never mind that Kame’s image was actually almost clean. Cleaner than most others in the industry.
“Hai,” Kame half-whispered back.
“I want to see you in my office tomorrow at 7 AM sharp. Thank you.”
And the line went dead before Kame could register that it was already 2 AM and so 7 AM was later and not tomorrow. Not that he would mention it to the old man. Johnny would not give a damn if Kame had gotten home at 6:30 and would still have demanded him to be in front of the president’s desk at 7. Johnny was like that. He was the rule. He was the goddamn law.
Kame suddenly wondered if Johnny called Jin and requested to see him, too. Three years ago when this all first happened, Johnny had just instructed him via phone to stay away from Akanishi. And stay away, he did. He never dared ask if Jin received word from Johnny, too, but Kame assumed the older boy did, because, well, they stayed clear out of each other’s lives perfectly well.
At some point during those hours of darkness, he wanted to call Jin and… and just talk to him. But it was going to be awkward. Kame did not have the courage to do that. Not after that kiss.
Kame fell asleep in his party clothes, phone clutched in his right hand against the cool sheets of his bed.
oOo
Today went rather good, Kame thought as he sung his last parts for Crazy Love. Their final show was a success and fortunately, they did not encounter any problems throughout.
Save for the fact that there were awkward moments backstage when someone would wonder out loud why Jin and Kame were so quiet that day.
It was not like Kame did not try to corner the older boy and talk to him. Kame had attempted to sneak a small talk with Akanishi during water break, in the dressing room, and some other place else off cam, but Kame now realized Jin was probably instructed to stay away from him, too.
“Please treasure these precious memories we have made here tonight,” Kame said his ending speech in behalf of the rest of KAT-TUN. “We will keep your feelings in our hearts as well.”
He felt Jin shift beside him, as if uncomfortable about something. Kame wondered what was going through the older man’s mind as they walked off the pirate ship structure on the stage. What did Jin think of Johnny’s order for them to keep clear of each other’s space? They sure had been following it strictly today, but surely, Jin did not intend to ignore him for long -
Kame shook his head as he went backstage and over to his dresser. The staff shuffled around him and the five other men were busy freshening themselves up, and Kame slightly felt ridiculous for that last thought. Jin had ignored him. For three years, to be exact. After the previous night, things were never the same again, and they were on that same track right now if Kame did not do anything.
But what was he supposed to do? What could he do at this point? He was moments away from being taken back to the present. Kame shot Jin a look across the room and saw that the older man was busy shifting his costume around a bit. He wanted to approach Jin and talk to him then and there. It was not the right place, and definitely not the right time anymore, but when that picture gets taken, his chance would be no more.
“Please be on standby for encore!” the director yelled from the end of the dressing room, catching everyone’s attention.
Kame stole a glance again, and this time Jin’s head was raised. Jin was finally about to speak to him for the first time that day -
“Kamenashi-san, please take your place at the side of the stage,” came a voice beside Kame, and he forced on a smile as he saw a member of the staff.
T-TUN were already walking up to the stage, and so Kame was ushered onto his spot to the side of the stage, just hidden from view.
“Mics at the ready, please,” the staff member then whispered, and Kame was slightly startled to see Jin standing right there beside him.
The first notes of Real Face reverberated around Tokyo Dome, and Kame began to sing with Jin at his side, their eyes locked. At that moment, what Kame wanted to do most was to just drop his microphone and talk to Jin. I do not want to stay away, Kame willed his eyes to say as they continued to stare into each other’s eyes even as Jin began second voice. Behind Jin, the staff member signaled for Kame to go onstage but, even as Koki’s rap began, Kame remained in his spot, staring back at Jin.
The rest of the group, not to mention the audience, might already be wondering why the two of them have not come up on stage yet. Jin looked pained, like he was dying to say a thousand words at that moment, too, but behind him the staff was already panicking because Kame was already supposed to be onstage.
And so, Kame walked off and did not look back to see if Jin reacted at all.
“Asufaruto wo keritobashite,” the same old song from their debut went as Jin went onstage after him, and after a while Jin headed to the audience and fetched YamaPi. The three of them were then instructed to go up onto the pirate ship stage.
It’s impossible to talk now, Kame thought, as he knew the camera would capture that moment any second. They were performing and YamaPi was just a few steps away.
“Giri giri de itsume ikite itai kara…”
Yes, maybe that is why he was pushing his luck. Living on the edge. Wasting another chance…
2008! Queen of Pirates - Kazuya kissed Jin the night before!
oOo
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