Fanfic: Rumours
Title: Rumours
Author: yume16
Disclaimer: The plot is mine...but not the boys *sob*
Beta: blursakana
Pairing(s): Hirosuke/Kitafuji
Rating: PG-15
Genre: uhm, I am not sure
Warnings: not all that much plot
Summary: Fujigaya learns the hard way how rumours develop
Author Notes: After creating (unintentionally) quite a rumour, I figured I could make someone else's life hard. Sorry Fujigaya^^
Rumours
“Wataru, I got a problem.” Totally out of breath, Fujigaya let himself fall next to his friend.
“What is it?” Wataru put his book away and looked worriedly at the other.
“You see…I have the hots for my boyfriend.”
“…”
“Wataru?”
“That's all you have to say? That’s it?”
“Yeah…”
”Honestly, I don’t really see your problem.”
“But it’s…Kitayama.”
“Shouldn’t you consider calling him by his first name after six months of dating?”
“Why?” The other asked totally surprised.
“I wonder.” Yokoo was close to slapping his forehead. How this relationship was supposed to work, and already had for six freaking month, was a total mystery to him.
“What should I do now?”
“Uhm sorry Taisuke, but I don’t really understand you.”
“It’s bad~” The other whined and pouted. He hated how things were turning out.
“Has anyone ever told you that there is something wrong with your head?”
“Yeah, Kitayama did so yesterday.” Fujigaya only pouted more as he remembered the incident.
“Well, at least he knows that the person he is dating is mentally disabled.”
“Wataru, you just got dismissed from the position of my best friend.”
~*~
“Oh my god, did we hear them correctly? You should have kept your mouth shut more!” Senga was close to cursing and dropped his hand from the door handle. They could hardly go in there after what they heard.
“It’s not my fault, okay?” Nikaido crossed his arms in front of his chest.
“Gaya has the hots for someone…and is mentally disabled…and is now worried about Kitayama because of that. Oh dear, do you think he is in love with someone else? And something is wrong with his brain? That would be really bad. Maybe he will need professional help?” Senga nervously bit his lip and Nikaido looked helplessly at him.
“I don’t know, but that would be bad. Mitsu won’t like that.”
Sharing one more nervous glance, they left for the canteen. They needed some food to calm down.
Walking around the corner, Kawai frowned and went to his dressing room. Hopefully, he would remember everything correctly.
“Hey guys, imagine what I heard just now! Fujigaya is cheating on Kitayama and is mentally ill. Who knows, maybe he has to be brought in an asylum because something is wrong with his brain! Now he is worried what Kitayama will do.” Kawai frowned, but yeah, that’s what he had heard just now.
Goseki, who was the only one in their dressing room, bit his bottom lip.
“From whom did you hear that?”
”Senga and Nikaido.”
“If it is from those two, it has to be true. Oh dear, poor Fujigaya and poor Kitayama.”
“Kawai just told me that Fujigaya is having an affair and is cheating on Kitayama. Moreover, he is mentally ill and has to be brought into an asylum! Kitayama might do something.”
“Ne, ne, ne, did you hear? Fujigaya is having an affair with some woman and Johnny wants to put him in an asylum! Kitayama is so mad. Apparently, there is something wrong with Fujigaya mentally. I just heard it from Hikaru!”
“You won’t believe what Takaki just told me. Fujigaya is having an affair with an older woman and because of that he is mentally ill and Johnny has decided that he has to be brought into an asylum! Yuta! What should we do? Our Fujigaya, you hear? Our Fujigaya!”
“I am so shocked. I never would have believed that Fujigaya would have an affair with an older woman and to make it worse, she is apparently doing something to him that makes him mentally ill. Johnny wants to lock him away in an asylum. Miyata just told me.”
“Hey Kame, did you hear already? Fujigaya is being abused by an older woman and because of that he is mentally unstable and Johnny has decided he needs to stay at an asylum for his own good.”
“Koyama, Koki just told me that an older person is abusing Fujigaya very badly and he seems to have some serious mental problems because of that and Johnny sees as only solution to bring him into an asylum because he is endangering himself.”
“Oh my God, Shige. It’s so terrible! Fujigaya is being sexually abused by an older person and got mentally instable because of that. Now Johnny has decided, he has to stay at an asylum because he is hurting himself.”
“Hey, Nishikido, Koyama just told me that Fujigaya is being sexually abused and is mentally instable now. Johnny even wants to bring him to an asylum because he needs mental support. Koyama even told me that he is hurting himself. It’s bad.”
“Is he also taking drugs?”
“Err, I don’t know.”
“Hm.”
“Hey Pi, Kato just told me that Fujigaya is being sexually abused by a man and has broken under it. Now Johnny puts him into an asylum in fear he would do something to himself. Maybe he is even taking drugs?”
“Seriously Ryo?”
“Shige would never lie.”
“You are right.”
“Shingo-san, Nishikido Ryo told me that Fujigaya has broken down because of sexual abuse by a man. Apparently, there is danger that he would kill himself and therefore Johnny wants to keep him safe in an asylum. Moreover, it is not out of the question whether he is taking drugs or not.”
“Hey Nakai, Yamashita just told me that Fujigaya is being sexually abused by a man and is mentally totally shattered and now needs to be brought in an asylum because he might commit suicide anytime soon. Apparently, he is also taking drugs. Should we tell Kimura to have an eye on him on the set?”
“We probably should.”
“One of your band members seems to be quite in trouble.” Nakai said as he ate dinner with one of his juniors.
Kitayama looked at him with his fork halfway to his mouth.
“You look surprised?”
“Who do you mean?” The serious look in Nakai’s eyes was giving him a really bad feeling.
“You haven’t heard? Fujigaya Taisuke seems to have it bad at the moment.”
“Fujigaya…” It was not more than a whisper from Kitayama, while he wracked his brain what could have terrible happened he didn’t notice. “I just talked to him this morning.”
“And you didn’t notice?” Nakai asked surprised. Fujigaya had to be a better actor than he was giving him credit for.
“What didn’t I notice?” He put his fork down. He had lost all his appetite for the time being.
“Well, I am not sure if I am the right person to tell you then.”
“Nakai-san please, if something is the matter I have to take care of it.”
“I wonder if you can help much.”
Kitayama got so pale that Nakai considered asking him whether he needed to lie down.
“What…”
“Well, Shingo told me that he had heard that Fujigaya is being sexually abused by a man and is because of that mentally shattered. Apparently, he is supposed to be brought in an asylum so that he doesn’t commit suicide and stops taking drugs.”
Kitayama’s mouth fell open and he simply stared at his senior uncomprehendingly.
“That’s got to be some bad joke.”
“I don’t believe so. I heard it from several people.”
Kitayama couldn’t believe what he had heard just now. After he woke from his daze, he pulled out his phone. At the moment, he didn’t care whether he was being impolite to his senior or not.
“Fujigaya, where are you?” He said as soon as his call got answered. “Stay right where you are and give me 15 minutes.”
“I am sorry.” He stood up and bowed to his senior. “I have to drive to the Jimusho to have a talk with a certain someone.”
“You’ll never manage in 15 minutes.”
“I will.”
“But…”
“I am sorry, but I have to take care of my boyfriend.” With that Kitayama left and made a dash for his car.
“Oh boyfriend? Those kids better be careful.” Nakai looked at his plate and frowned. Then he sighed and took care of the bill. Who knew, maybe some support and cool-headed advice would be needed.
Fujigaya swung his legs back and forth and frowned at his phone. Kitayama had told him to stay right where he was. Now, he would have preferred it if he had sat down on one of the chairs and not on the table. He was feeling a little weird, sitting on the table like that while all the chairs were empty by now.
“Taisuke what are you still doing here?” Yokoo entered the room followed by Nikaido and Tamamori.
“Kitayama told me to stay right where I am. So I am staying right here on the table. I wonder what is going on.”
Nikaido and Tamamori shared a look and he tilted his head confused. Before he could say anything though, Kitayama stormed into the room and made a tight stop right in front of Fujigaya’s legs dangling off the table.
“Fujigaya…”
”Can you now tell me what is going on?” He tried to look annoyed, but his planned facial expression slipped as Kitayama made a grab for his shirt and tried to pull it up.
“Hey!”
“Let me have a look.”
”What no! Not here anyway.”
“You’ve never seen Taisuke naked?” Nikaido asked tentatively.
“Only small strips of skin, when he changes into costumes.”
Nikaido and Tamamori shared another glance. Now their worries only got confirmed. So if the other got abused, Kitayama wouldn’t know because he had never seen his bruised skin.
“Pepping tom, pervert.” Taisuke grumbled and tried to tighten the grip he had on his own shirt so that Kitayama wouldn’t manage to push it up.
“I am your boyfriend. I should get to see more than that, but that’s beside the point at the moment.” Kitayama frowned and tried to focus back on what mattered.
“Yes, it is beside the point. So now tell me what is wrong with you?” Fujigaya puffed out his cheeks which took a little the intensity away from his glare, but he didn’t want to sizzle his boyfriend with his glare anyway.
“Apparently, you are being sexually abused by a man, ready to be brought to an asylum, suicidal, addicted to drugs, yeah, I think that was it.”
“Please what?” Fujigaya stared at his boyfriend in disbelieve, but the words he had just heard didn’t change and swirled in his head.
“Who the hell told you something like that?”
“Nakai-san…” Kitayama was feeling some hope, but it would be better to be safe than sorry before believing anything.
“Nakai-san?” Now Fujigaya was even more confused.
“I heard it, too.” Nikaido spoke up and Tamamori nodded at Fujigaya, showing he had heard the same.
“But…”
“Is it true?” Kitayama moved closer and placed both his thumbs on Fujigaya’s cheeks and pulled him slightly forward by his face to have a better look.
“Your eyes look normal.” He let go and instead took his wrists in his hands and pushed the countless bracelets aside.
“No cuts.”
“Do you really believe this shit?” Fujigaya asked resigned.
“No…yes…I don’t want to.” Kitayama looked confused.
“Did you sexually abuse me?”
“What? NO!”
“See.” Fujigaya said calmly.
“It could have been very well someone else than Kitamitsu.” Nikaido spoke up in a timid voice. The death glare from Fujigaya he had already expected came immediately.
“There is no one else I let close enough for that to happen.” Fujigaya had to suppress a sigh. This was stressing him quite some and he was already set on getting Kitayama to apologize in a special way. He was going to demand for a massage.
“That is not really something you choose to let happen to you.” Tamamori immediately got his death glare as well.
“This is all bullshit.”
“If it is, let me have a look then.” Kitayama crossed his arms and looked with an unwavering gaze at Fujigaya.
“What do you want to see?”
The oldest nodded towards his shirt.
Grinding his teeth together, Fujigaya only reluctantly nodded.
“Fine then.” He pointedly looked to the side.
Kitayama took the fabric between his fingers and then looked at the guys standing around him.
“Well, let’s be thankful you are wearing a wide shirt for once.”
And before Fujigaya could comprehend what that actually meant, Kitayama had dived under his shirt with his head and soon warm hands were examining him.
“Careful Mitsu or people might think you are an over-possessive boyfriend.” Nikaido commented.
“I’ve had to wait six months to get the permission to see him for real, like hell I am going to let you see simply like that.”
Fujigaya had to tense his whole body to not shiver. At first, he had been pleased by the action, because he really didn’t appreciate showing his chest around like that when everyone was focusing on it, even though he was not all that self-conscious anymore, but Kitayama’s warm breathe tickled.
“Would you mind not speaking against my skin?”
“Sorry.” Kitayama said curtly and appeared dishevelled some seconds later again.
“Content now?” Fujigaya straightened the other’s hair without realizing it at first. Slightly embarrassed, he pulled his hand back.
“I guess so. You swear that nothing, absolutel nothing of that is true?”
“I do.”
There was a sigh of relief all around and Fujigaya would have rolled his eyes if he wasn’t actually touched by all their worry.
“You are watching over me like a hawk. How should anything like this happen without you noticing?” He grumbled to Kitayama and pushed him to the side so that he could hop off the table.
The older one looked embarrassed and the last worries were cleared now.
“I wonder how those rumours came up though.” Tamamori thought out loud.
“Hm…”
“Well, you did say to me you had a problem.” Yokoo moved back into the conversation.
“A problem?” Kitayama asked surprised.
“The hell? You mean all this happened only because I was troubled by the fact that I want sex? What’s wrong with this?” He faltered as he realized what he had said and in whose presence.
“Oh shit, see you all.” With that he dashed out of the room.
“Did he just say?” Kitayama asked before he turned and hurried after his boyfriend.
“If Kitamitsu was a dog, his tail would have waggled excitedly just now.” Tamamori deadpanned.
“True, true.” Nikaido agreed.
Nakai stuck his head through the door.
“I take it the matter is cleared now?”
“Yeah, it was only a rumour.” Yokoo answered.
“I wonder who creates rumours like that.” Their senior wondered.
“We have no idea.” Nikaido shrugged his shoulders clueless.
Omake!
“What is this on your thigh?” Kitayama looked with horror on the dark batch of skin that covered the whole front of his lover’s thigh.
“Just ignore it.” Impatiently, Fujigaya bucket his hip. Kitayama had driven him to the brink of insanity with his lips just now. He better pushed him over the edge and not left him hanging.
“Ignore it? The fuck!”
He tried to pull the other in for a kiss, but Kitayama easily ducked out of his embrace. He whined unhappily.
“Where is this from Taisuke?”
The sudden change to first name-basis made Fujigaya gasp.
“It’s…it’s from all the Ai no Beat performances.” He finally answered. Kitayama wouldn’t move on till he knew the truth to this, he admitted it himself, enormous bruise. And he wanted the other now!
“Huh?”
“You know, the part of the choreography where we slap our thighs. That’s where it came from.”
Kitayama shook his head in disbelief before he leaned down and gently kissed the battered skin.
Fujigaya sighed. That really felt good.
“Take better care of yourself or you’ll make me suspicious.”
“As if you weren’t already suspicious enough today.” Fujigaya said and then squeaked. “Hey, what are you doing?”
“Just making sure you are okay.” Kitayama grumbled and pushed his thighs further towards his chest.
“There is no need to examine my butt!” Fujigaya struggled against Kitayama’s firm but nevertheless gentle grip and already knew he was, well screwed, literally.
“Better safe than sorry.” Was the only reply he got.