9 1/2 Weeks - 25 - (Week 7: Friday)
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Week 7: Friday
He's out getting breakfast Friday at noon when he sees the headline.
Tanaka Koki, animal abuse.
For the first time in forever, he buys the paper.
He leaves the bento to sit, barely takes the time to shove his lukewarm coffee in the microwave. Tanaka Koki, 37, member of scandal-ridden band KAT-TUN, is suspected of setting a cat on fire at a party at his house.
"No fucking way," Jin mutters.
It's a real article, longer than a rumor mention. Spends a long paragraph on Nakamaru and two lines on Jin before getting to the point, or what there is of it. Sometime in the early morning, after great amounts of alcohol had been consumed, Tanaka Koki bet that his cat could race up a tall fence and, to encourage it, lit a lighter below its belly.
They've picked a photo of Koki in his second bald phase, with a fake tattoo on his neck. Subtle.
Right, Koki, party, yes. Cat... sure, Koki's always had a zoo at his house. Jin's coffee goes cold a second time because he's that distracted. He actually thinks about calling Kame.
But Kame will be busy, of course. Dealing with Koki, and cats, managing damage and being his high-handed self. No time for calls from the concerned public.
So he turns on the TV. The usual places have the article blown up to A2 with gesticulating and speculating presenters, but there's nothing new, nothing at all.
You'd think somebody would send the JSPCA to check on that cat, clear this up. You'd think Koki would invite them.
Jin does laundry, it's long overdue and he needs some decent clothes for the couple of hours he can spend at Sara's big party tomorrow. In between loads, and hanging stuff up, and again when he's folding it, he checks the TV, but nothing seems to be moving.
They must be doing stuff. In the background, maybe. This'll be another day when Kame doesn't get to sleep before morning.
He checks taxis, also for tomorrow. Just this once, it'll be worth it to spend some money so he can stay longer, and still get to his job. He also calls at the ice cream place and probably earns himself a Most Annoying Customer award but he's a little nervous about everything with the duck working out, when the duck is his present.
Meisa's sent him pictures from yesterday, and he sends a few on to Pi, who last sent him photos from the Grand Canyon.
Jin looks at job ads. It takes him an hour and a few tea breaks before he's past that barrier of suck where he can write polite and eager e-mails, and he manages three before getting fed up. It's better than being ashamed of himself tomorrow at the party. Kame's not his job. Kame doesn't even know when he won't have to deal with bullshit for long enough to come over. Jin's not waiting.
It's funny how the time passes. Later in the evening, a company spokesperson issues a full denial on the cat affair, but nothing more.
Cats and uppity Juniors. Well, the cat would be worse, if it were true. Technically speaking, Jin's got no reason to care if the company's eating itself.
He gets an answer from Pi, early morning message, saying his kids are adorable and Jin really did the world a favour because Meisa is much too hot to be married anyway, and Jin laughs because from Pi it's funny.
Would be great to see him. Would be great to just... go.
Some day. Maybe if he's in the box long enough, he can take a holiday. Maybe if he lets Kame gag him or tie him up or something, there's enough in that for a plane ticket.
Pi hinted he could pay for it. Jin said no, but Pi's the first person where he's not been embarrassed, where he might change his mind.
He stares at that crummy white ceiling for a bit and has fun with a daydream. Evening dream. Him and Pi, in some huge-ass American car. They'd send Kame pictures and Kame would be jealous. It would be wonderful.
Except Kame's an ass who's dealing with cats, and Jin can't get away, and Pi would probably be missed by his gay fans.
It's late, and he doesn't want to think about cats anymore. Best to wait till tomorrow. He watches a movie, a superhero thing, it'll run until midnight. It's not creepy, and Jin's resigned to the dubbed stuff on TV. It's easier at night, too, going straight into his brain the way English doesn't anymore.
It's so easy he almost falls asleep.
When the phone rings, he's lost track of where the movie is. Maybe he was asleep, maybe his brain is scrambled because... that's Kame's ringtone, again. It's quarter to midnight. He's awake with that rush, kids are sick rush, which is dumb, oh fucking hell.
"Hello?" Jin says, sounding cool, and exhaling slowly when it's actually Kame's voice at the other end.
"Hello. I know it's late. Did I wake you?"
"Yeah," Jin says vaguely. "What is it?"
There's a long silence. Jin wakes up enough to remember the cat. "I could be at your place in half an hour," Kame says eventually. "If you're awake now."
"Yeah," Jin says, looking around where he's sitting on the futon. "I'm awake." But he's not changing the sheets again.
"Good," Kame says, and then there's a click.
Well. Probably means the cat is dealt with. A little reward on the way home for the crisis master.
Jin shaves, he doesn't need that bullshit. Showers, too, it wakes him up, makes him feel a bit more steady. Half an hour's notice in the middle of the night, and Jin doesn't know what he finds most outrageous about all of this.
Let's see if Kame even remembers the beer.
He washes with his eyes closed and doesn't think of Kame showering, of last time, of Kame anything.
Just half an hour. The rush even helps.
And then the half hour is gone, and Jin's barely dressed again because he's not waiting for the jerk naked, and no Kame. Of course no Kame.
Maybe the cat twitched. Maybe Ueda got caught in a park with his pants down. Kame's office, crisis central.
Jin considers drying his hair. But the walls are thin and his hair dryer is noisy. He clears a few senbei crumbs off the sheets instead.
Kame arrives ten minutes later.
"That wasn't half an hour," Jin points out as Kame steps up and the door closes on them.
"I got held up at the office," Kame snaps, and what's he doing being pissy here?
"More cat drama? Did you write a song for her too?"
Kame holds out a plastic bag like he wants to punch Jin with it. "He didn't do it."
"Of course he didn't do it," Jin says as he takes the beer, and then they both pause. Everything's quiet.
People change, Jin remembers. Stares at this Kame, frown and entitlement and stress lines, Kame taking off his jacket calm and tight and like he's trying not to turn it into a weapon, and…
"Of course he didn't," Jin grumbles. "Why didn't you just produce his damn cat?"
"He hasn't got a cat, his last cat died three months ago, old and fat and happy, and I don't know what else the bitch lined up for this. It was supposed to be dealt with for the night." He glares as if something about this is Jin's fault. "This is a fucking nuisance."
Well, yeah. So's being visited at half past midnight by Lex Luthor in a snit. "I'm impressed you're taking time out for adult entertainment," Jin says, putting the beers on his little table.
Kame stares at him, a look that goes right through Jin. "I'm not assuming it'll take long," he says pointedly. The look says Why are you still talking and not naked. Jin's almost got to stop himself physically from undressing.
He picks up two beer bottles instead, slowly. "Maybe it should," he says. "Maybe you should revisit your work-life balance." He lets Kame hear the little crack of the cap. "Have a beer." He holds one out. Kame tries to stare him down but Jin just locks his arm.
When Kame takes the bottle, Jin's surprised it doesn't spill. He has a small sip, eyes on Jin all the way.
Fine.
There's a shrill bleep.
"Fuck," Kame says, and fishes out his cell. Thumbs the screen. "Fuck."
He sticks the bottle out at Jin and Jin takes it. Watches Kame wipe his screen over and over until he presses it almost savagely.
Somewhere, a phone is ringing and someone's going to be unhappy. Jin sits down on his chair, settling in for the show.
"Kamenashi," Kame says. "I thought I was clear."
Whoever's on the other end says something sharp and loud.
Kame's stare is hot and angry but his voice is perfect ice. "I read that. I was rather surprised."
Jin has a sip of his own beer. So far it's not coming together. He notes that Kame doesn't pace. He doesn't gesture. He just stands there. Ice.
"No, I saw. I admit I didn't realize you had the ambition to be the first Johnny's to come out of the closet," Kame says very politely. "But I always support ambition."
He... what? What the ever... what? Jin stares. The voice on the end of the line is quiet for a beat; for two. Then there's yelling, Jin's making out swear words and hypocrite and goddamn faggot asshole and liar.
Kame keeps standing there, calm and cold. "You're welcome to try," he says when it dies down. "The difference between us is that I don't leave my dirty laundry all over Tokyo like a horny teenager."
Jin doesn't dare move, either.
"Matsumoto. I've had a long day. This is the deal. All it takes is that you were at that fucking party. You can either get with the fucking program, or you can see how you like retirement. Maybe that flight attendant you blew in the whirlpool at the Four Seasons will take you in, that could be very romantic. Very happily ever after."
It's all quiet.
When the words start up again at the other end they're no longer loud enough for Jin to understand. Kame checks his watch.
"You have time to make the morning editions, someone'll be grateful for your astonished reaction to these rumours." He listens again; shrugs eventually. "Blame the bitch who manages you. I didn't start this." Then he straightens again. "As you like. But for now you'll do this for me."
Some other comment, and Kame says, "See to it. I'll call tomorrow," and then that's that. He puts his phone on the low table, next to the remaining beers.
Jin needs a moment to sort out what the fuck just happened. This was about a cat.
"You're blackmailing people?" Not that it's a question. Jin was right here. It just blows his mind. "Over being gay?"
Kame stares at him like he needs to remember where he is. His eyes go guarded when he does. "It's amazingly effective."
"I bet," Jin says, and when he stands up he sees the snap that goes through Kame. "And you don't think that's a bit of an asshole move?" He doesn't even know, he doesn't really care, but this... "A bit rich coming from you?"
"No." Kame's tone is clipped. "I'm discreet."
"You didn't get laid in five years. That's not discreet. That's pathetic." Whatever this strange burn is, it's boiling in his stomach and making his hairs stand on end.
"I can control myself," Kame says, but he's a whole lot less bossy watching Jin like he's not quite understanding the script, or himself. His eyes skate over Jin as Jin steps closer. "Not my problem if other people can't."
"Really." And it feels nice to be sure about something. "That's why you're here at half past midnight, paying my rent."
Kame's eyes flash. "I can stop paying your rent if you're having a crisis of conscience."
"Blackmailing me too? Put up or shut up?" But he won't shut up and he knows... he thinks he knows. He presses the bottle at Kame, he's close enough. "Drink your beer."
"I shouldn't," Kame says. Yeah, doesn't that go for many things. He takes the bottle, just like he took Jin, bad ideas all around, and Jin's pulsing with power.
He has a drink himself, a long one, and he feels Kame's eyes, on his neck and on his mouth. No, he hasn't forgotten how to look good. There's Kame, superboss, standing there like he can't move either way between Jin and the door, still as a rock and shaking in his skin, Jin can feel it.
He gets right in Kame's space. "You jonesing?"
Kame snorts. But it's cut off, frozen. "Please."
Jin opens the first button of his shirt. "No?" Kame's eyes catch there, and Jin goes for the next one. "You sure?" He's drunk, soaring high, flaunting and baiting and every time Kame swallows it jolts under his skin. "For a moment there I thought your hands were shaking." He drops the shirt, not even the bottle makes it awkward.
Kame's breathing hard with all his precious control. And turned on, Jin's open about checking that out. He slides a hand down his stomach, his hips finding invisible music. Lets Kame get a nice long look as he goes for the buttons on his jeans.
The flash is sharp, hard heat in Kame's eyes, and he grabs Jin and spins him, beer is splashing from them both, and Kame pulls him back, his cock against Jin's ass. "Fine, so this is for you," Kame says, rough against his ear. "And you know where I'm going to put it."
Jin shudders, choking on a breath, or whatever smart thing he was going to say. Not needed. Point made. Kame's hand on his stomach, imitating, going for his button, the zipper, pushing down fabric until he's rubbing Jin's cock through his underwear.
"And look who likes the idea," Kame says. "Unless you get it up for wads of cash these days."
He yanks Jin's pants down, tells him to step out of them. For a long moment, Jin's held against Kame's suit, the fabric all along his back and legs, the pressure against his ass. Reminder or taster, and the air gets warm and dense. Then Kame prods the back of his knees and gives him a push. His beer splashes again as he drops down. He catches himself, puts the bottle out of reach, and then he's there. Naked.
Breathe. He remembers that.
Kame's foot is between his knees, tapping left, right. "Spread." He does, and it's gone, and he feels Kame's stare, clothes rustling and plastic snapping. "That looks good on you," Kame says from some distance.
What the fuck. He almost turns but then Kame's there, sinking down behind him, good, and is pushing Jin's head down, bad, oh god, what if he won't remember, what if he's too pissed off to care it's only Jin's second time.
But he says nothing.
And Kame's steady. Slick and steady. Jin almost manages the breathing, and maybe Kame is right about control. His body is pulsing again and it's strange and almost no pain and he knows he can do this, from last time, he knows it'll ease out.
Kame makes a low, airless sound when he stills at the end. "I should have fucked you years ago," he says. "Maybe kept you in line." His hands on Jin's hips are hard like he wants to do it now. "Would have spared you a whole lot of trouble."
"Would have spared you five years without," Jin says, and his fingers clench on the sheet when Kame pulls back in response, comes back rough.
"God, you've never known when to shut your mouth." Kame's fingers dig into him, like he'll leave his prints here too. "I should have fucked you and shut you up."
It works now, with more, fast out and back. Shuts him up, shuts everything up. Jin's just here, the stretch inside him and the raw scrape of Kame's words. Kame behind him, the rhythm.
"You should have come begging to me."
Jin doesn't have to do a thing but follow the pace. It's steady, hard.
"Best ass I ever had. Gorgeous. You're selling yourself cheap."
Kame's there, he's found his balance. End of a long day. Of a long five, twenty-five years. Whatever. Jin spreads out his hands, his face in the sheets. Not a thing.
"So hot… You'll feel me tomorrow, whenever you move. But you'll take it anyway, you're just begging for it…"
Fast, so fast, and then Kame grabs him and pulls him back, up, against his chest and Jin goes with it, lets himself be held there, hand on his throat and cock in his ass, and Kame's breath getting ragged, there's swearing and speed and Jin turned inside out and caught, so high.
"…so take it," Kame gasps, and then it ends.
Small, slowing jerks. Kame's nails, Kame making a fist on his belly. They sound wet together when they move. A huff of breath. Could be a laugh. Does Kame laugh? Kame's face is so close, right by his ear.
"You," Kame breathes, "make a damn fine fuck."
Jin keeps his eyes closed.
Kame's arm goes around him, tight. Unexpected. Jin's about ready to fall forward and collapse.
"Should I get you off now?" Kame slides his hand down, right there, and Jin's crashing blood goes where he leads. "What do you think?"
He can't breathe. He's not hard, not yet, not anymore. But he can be. Kame's touching him.
"Yeah," he says, his voice hoarse. Kame's still inside him, shrinking. "I think yeah."
And his dick thinks so too, he knows without opening his eyes. The tingle, tightness where Kame holds him, and then Kame moves his hand and—
Jin whimpers. Everything's been dry so long, dry and lonely. Kame strokes him easy, long leisurely strokes and it's like water in spring, everything opening up, growing and filling and he can't breathe, it's too much, it's...
"Give it up," Kame whispers in his ear, "give it up you little slut, you know you want to."
He wants, and he bucks into Kame's hand, and there's that soft laugh again and he doesn't give a fuck. What's a moan, if Kame can fuck him and pay him and hold him, and he's right there and Jin can thrust up for what he needs because Kame just gives it to him, and he's held and he's warm and he doesn't care.
"Left," he says and Kame knows, Kame calls him a slut and a whore but he does it just the same. Does him like Jin's just another thing he's good at, tight perfect strokes and damp slaps against his ass and Jin soars, and thrusts and thrusts all the way and makes a high naked noise, coming and shaking.
God, please, just like this. Kame wants him just like this and Jin still doesn't care. Rush after rush and then it ebbs, fades.
He can hear Kame breathe, pleased with himself. Jin is sticky, cooling down, winded. His ass in Kame's lap.
"Next time I should put you on your back," Kame says thickly into his ear. "Watch your face. Quite a show, I should think."
Yeah. He's a slut and a whore, he knows. Jin doesn't argue the point, it's a dumb point, because Kame doesn't know everything, Kame would never let Jin hold him and that means he's dumb too.
"Now get off me," Kame says, as if to prove Jin right. "You're a mess."
"Yeah, whose mess?" Jin mumbles, but lets himself topple forward again, flat on his stomach on cooled sheets. He hears a low snort, Kame breathing. Kame's hand is on his ass, warm over sweat and lube. A pat.
"Looks good on you too."
Then he's gone... sitting back, up. The air's cooler where he was. He grabs Jin's beer, which is closest. Sits down at the top of the futon and has a swig.
Jin feels the mess when he turns on his side. Kame looks him up and down, at the come on his chest that's not rubbed on the sheets now. "Well, look while you can," Jin says. His voice is rough, unpracticed. Kame's been doing all the talking. But he stretches up, too, enough to reach Kame's beer. Oh yes, wet mess, warm and slippery, but the sheets have had it anyway, so whatever.
Kame shrugs. "You'll still be here next week, won't you." He leans against the shelf, and he's only ever looked at Jin this long to scare him.
Jin drinks, settles down again. "Next week. I see."
Kame shrugs again. "If I find half an hour."
More than half an hour. They've spent their half hour fucking and haven't even gotten round to the postcoital fighting. He wonders how it worked for Kame before, if it was always snatches of time here and there, if they fought as much.
"So who was that last guy? The five years ago guy."
"None of your business."
"He's in the biz?"
Kame tenses like here they go, one question too many and the fighting can start. But then he shrugs. "He played for the Giants."
"Why'd he dump you?" Jin's not sure what happened to his sense for self-preservation, and he doesn't care.
Kame glares at him. Jin looks harmlessly interested.
"He thought I was 'too intense'." The quotation marks are plain like nails on chalkboard.
"A baseball player thought you were too intense?" Jin says before he can help himself. Right-oh.
"Apparently," Kame says. "Didn't matter. I've got no time for wimps anyway."
Jin watches him drink; stare off into walls like they're his enemies. Wonders what Kame's apartment is like these days, and thinks it must feel pretty empty.
"Can't be good for you," he says. He doesn't know why, maybe he's feeling brave. Maybe he's stupid. "Your type of 'discreet'."
"It's not your fucking business what's good for me," Kame snaps. "And what do you know about it?"
"Not much," Jin shrugs. Only that Kame's out here fucking some loser has-been because he has scared off the crazy overachievers who wield bats for a living. "So tell me about it."
"You're out of your mind," Kame says, but Jin's not missing the fact that he's still sitting there with his beer and that he told Jin about the baseball player.
"Tell me why you're blackmailing Jun about getting it on with guys."
"Because it's the most effective weapon I have for him," Kame says coldly. "I'd have gone to Ohno with how he runs around on his wife but he's in Kansai for the week."
"What the fuck, Kame. You can't just…"
Kame bangs his head back against the desk. He looks about ready to murder him. "Look. I don't give a shit about fucking Arashi. I don't care where Jun puts his dick. I just want her to lay the fuck off my band."
The long game. Jin should have figured.
"I didn't start this bullshit," Kame says hotly. "I was just a fucking idol, I was good at it, I liked it. But she's been trying to steal the company out from under Johnny for years and she's willing to throw everyone but her precious boys under the bus to get there. And when I try to keep our people from making her job easier they go and call me the mean, unfeeling bastard. Jun can fuck whoever he wants, he can fuck all of JAL for all I care, but she's not getting Koki and she's not getting KAT-TUN, not while I have anything to do with it. And I don't care what anybody calls me."
His glare's asking if Jin wants to get in line for the character assessment.
"How long's this been going on?"
"For fucking ever." Then Kame takes a deep breath. "A while. But it's getting... things are moving right now." He stares into space like the shifting pieces are right there. "She's escalating."
Of course, he's leaving out the part where he's stalking SMAP and setting up all kinds of other moves; good that Jin's been paying attention.
He has another sip of beer. It goes down with a cool tingle. Half an hour of fucking your brains out, and Kame's looking tight and wired anyway. Mean, unfeeling bastard.
He gets up, ignores the snap stare. Kame's jacket is hung up tidily, and sure, right in the pocket...
He sits down in exactly the same spot and chucks the cigarette pack at Kame. The lighter too. "One," he says. "And don't get used to it."
Kame blinks up at him with a puzzled frown, then down, at the pack in his lap. It's a moment before he picks it up. He doesn't look at Jin again when he shakes a cigarette out, takes the lighter, lights up with automatic grace. One slow, careful inhalation, and he holds it, and holds; finally blows it away from Jin, and is still looking in the opposite direction when he says, "Thank you."
Jin feels almost like he took one himself, the way the stress level sinks around and inside him. Could almost be tempting.
As if he's doing more of the mind reading, Kame looks from the cigarette to Jin. "Do you miss it sometimes?" he asks.
Huh. He's got a vivid memory of the first half year of missing it. But now... "Not really. I haven't cared enough to miss it," he finds. He hasn't cared about his life enough.
Strange thing to realize. Jin lets himself sink down, stretches out on his side as he ponders that thought over his beer.
He gives Kame time, too, a few more drags. He can watch the tension slip out of Kame's limbs. He empties his bottle and holds it out to Kame when the ash needs tapping.
Kame's fingers close around his.
Somehow he disengages the bottle, somehow he taps off the cigarette, backdrop to a bright burn.
Jin is perfectly still.
Kame's fingertips on his knuckles, his wrist, where the skin is soft, a curl that reaches deep inside him. Kame looking like he can't reach deep enough.
Mean, unfeeling bastard.
And Jin remembers who else called him that, too, in more polite words. His stomach knots with conflicting loyalties. He never said, but he never thought Kame deserved to know, it made no difference.
Loyalties?
"You know, I talked to Nakamaru," he says, just jumping in, Akanishi style.
Instant wariness. Kame lets him go. "Really."
"Yeah." The silence stretches, smoke filling Jin's nose and making him twitchy. Everything making him twitchy.
"What," Kame says, "did he tell you?"
Nothing Jin was supposed to say. But this... "Julie made him leave."
Kame's face clouds over so fast any sane person would dive for cover. "Made him? What the fuck, did she pay him off?"
"She blackmailed him." The irony only now swings in fully. God dammit. "He had… well, he had a girl, and the girl had some bad habits, and there were some drugs and apparently Julie knew about it. She got him to leave and blame you. I..."
Kame looks somewhere between crazed and alert.
"I thought you should know." Jin feels a little stupid by now. "That he didn't really hate you."
Yeah, prime Akanishi priorities.
Kame's eyes are frozen on him for a moment, and then there's a smirk, a bad one. "Well, thanks. I can stop lying awake wondering."
Jin's not dumb, and he says nothing, lets it ride.
"A girl?" Kame finally says.
"Apparently he was madly in love with her," Jin says. "She left him when he wasn't an idol anymore."
Kame laughs. Looks at Jin, laughs in a soundless sad way. Drags on his cigarette. "Men and their dicks," he says.
Yeah. Kame, and his dick, in Jin's little apartment.
"Kimura thinks I'm a cold son of a bitch," Kame says. "For what happened with KAT-TUN. Nakamaru." His thumb rubs the label on the bottle, over and over. "Even with you." Two more drags, and the cigarette is done.
"You had nothing to do with that."
"I know." Kame pushes the cigarette end into the bottle and starts picking at the label. "That was all lovingly handcrafted by Akanishi Jin." His shoulders draw up. "Doesn't matter. People don't know. They see me now... They don't know it took me years before I could do anything."
"So you are talking to Kimura." He can't let that get away. Finally Kame's talking.
"Yeah. Of course. They walked away for him." Kame is shaking his head, staring at the bottle as if he's worried the cigarette didn't fizz out. "Men and their dicks..."
Jin wonders if he'll wake up tomorrow and regret telling Jin all this. He looks like his mind's in a dozen different places, all sordid and scheming and none of them about here, naked on Jin's bed. There's a plan here with SMAP, and Jin should prod, when for once Kame's in a confession mood. But Kame also looks tense and focused enough for ten people, at nearly two in the morning, and it feels wrong.
Jin pulls his legs in. "You want more beer?"
"No," Kame says, his face closing up. Probably thinking about how someone might use that, drunk driving hanging over his head. Discreet.
Holding himself like a spring wound too tight.
"You want something else?" Jin says.
Kame's eyes skip to him, hesitation and flickering heat. But he shakes his head. Even that is tight. "No. I'm fine."
"You're twitchy."
Thunderclouds, as if Jin's a bad boy for even noticing.
"I'm still slick," he says.
And Kame's hard, pretty much instantly. His glare turns stormy.
"What?" Jin rolls slowly on his belly. Spreads his legs just for a tease, just enough Kame can see from up there. "I'm right here." And what more does a guy—
Kame moves, lightning fast, a tempest behind Jin, the sound of Kame spitting in his hand and then a grip at his hips, and he's pulled back onto Kame's cock like it's the only place he belongs. For a moment his breath stops but then it's okay, then it's fine.
"You are a slut," Kame murmurs in his ear. His thrusts are long, hard, sharp.
Whore.
"This one's on the house," Jin says, and that's enough said. Kame's sounds are breathless. Shameless. He fucks Jin to some groove he finds, a deep determined pace that doesn't let up, just shifts in the margins, Jin moved around Kame's cock until there's nothing in his head, nowhere else to be and nothing to hold back.
In the end Kame grips him and goes frantic, holds him hard enough to bruise. He comes with a sigh and Jin feels his heat, blazing over him, at his hips, inside him.
Jin stays. Listens to the shudders in Kame's breathing. Kame will know what next.
He feels it more when Kame slips out this time. "That was good," Kame says, and crawl-slumps up to crash against the shelf. He's soaked in sweat.
Jin flops down flat, props himself up just enough under his chest, and feels a little I-told-you-so. Not the worst feeling, that. "Sometimes I know what you need."
Kame raises his eyebrows. It looks like a lot of work. But he doesn't argue. Good man.
Jin breathes down, deep down, and lets his head rest for a moment. It's weird to get used to getting fucked.
Kame reaches out, trails his fingers through Jin's hair. Thoughtfully, almost as if by accident, but when Jin smiles, the fingers start to wander… his cheek and his chin, his mouth. Kame's fingers are salty and warm.
Jin lets him touch; lets him look. It's not like before.
"You know what we don't do anymore?" Kame says.
Uh. "Bring each other flowers?"
Kame laughs. Almost openly. "You don't sing for me."
"It's half past two in the morning."
"All that fucking, no singing," Kame says, his eyes roaming over Jin in that way that could be a comment, if he could be bothered.
Jin almost reaches out for him, just for a pat or a prod. There's a glow there. "You don't look like that's a bad deal."
Kame smiles, a smile that acknowledges Jin's point but has a 'but' attached. "Can you sing something?"
What? "It is half past two in the morning," Jin says. "I have neighbors."
Kame shrugs. "Make it something quiet."
He's actually serious. The things Jin will do for a fucked-out jerkish dude who's messing up his sheets.
He moves slowly, getting his guitar. Wants to ask, but Kame's face passes any question right back, Kame's just waiting.
Jin sits back down on the futon too. He's not going to be ambitious here. After thinking quickly and discarding a few options he settles on Murasaki, just slow. Murasaki for fucked-out dudes.
Two bars in he realizes that trying to sing that song slow is like trying to teach a cat to play soccer, and he goes freestyle, forgets about rhythm altogether, a dazed drunken, slowly meandering version of the song. Kame's not complaining though, and when Jin looks up to check...
Kame is asleep.
Wow. That's...
Jin keeps playing, lets the song teeter right to the end, but he can't take his eyes off Kame. Strands of sweaty hair still curling around his face, but his arms tucked in and his legs folded tidily. His lips are parted just a little.
Decades ago, Jin would have drawn whiskers on him or stuck a spoon in his mouth. Now he wonders if he has a blanket and how to get it over him without waking him up.
Though maybe he should. He doesn't even know when Kame needs to be at work.
Not at half past two in the morning, he decides. He tiptoes across the tatami to put his guitar away, get himself sweatpants. He takes a piss sitting down and doesn't flush, and when he comes out the sex smell in the room hits him, heavy and foreign.
Kame is out like a light. The lines around his eyes look deeper when he's not moving or being commanding. He's got shadow on his jaw Jin didn't notice before.
Jin's tired, too, but… not like this, this is different. And if he sleeps, Kame might sleep in, might lose this... whatever. So hey, night shift. Jin has experience.
He folds Kame's clothes, finds the phone in one of his pockets. The screen is password protected but Jin puts it on the table in case of urgent ringing. Then he switches on his tab and turns off everything that could buzz or beep.
Kame sleeps. The air's warm enough that Jin keeps postponing attempts with a blanket. Kame's nipples are darker these days. He has a small scar on his belly, appendix maybe. The hair that's not stuck to him sometimes shifts when he breathes. Jin realizes he's finding a sleeping guy more interesting than the world news, tries to care about that and doesn't succeed.
It's half past three when Kame startles up, the sudden noise giving Jin a fright. "What?" He stares at Jin fuzzily, but the focus comes back with every blink. Kame, master of rolling out of bed and aiming a precision rifle.
"Relax," Jin says in a neighbor-appropriate voice. "It's not morning yet."
Kame's head makes a thump when he drops it back against the wood. "Shit. How long was I gone?"
"Less than a full hour."
"An hour." Kame's face is a study in quiet horror. He runs his hands over his eyes, hard as if that'll make him wake up more quickly.
"It's no big deal," Jin says. "It's the middle of the night, it's normal to sleep."
Kame shakes his head, opens his mouth, shakes his head again. "But I wasn't ready yet, it's... I can't just sleep," he says reasonably.
"Why?"
"Because..." He bites his lip, and his eyes get stuck on Jin's ear or thereabouts. "When I sleep... I'm not awake."
"I see," Jin says. The worrying thing is that he thinks he does, and feels like the countdown for Kame's mental collapse has just started to speed up. "But they've got to sleep too."
"Yes," Kame says, much more awake now. He rises, and for a moment it's hard not to think of a wobbly baby animal, but then Kame's got it sorted and shows him a glimpse of evil overlord even while stark naked and reeking of sex. "And that's my opportunity."
Jin's not going to question it. "It was just an hour too. And nothing came in on your phone."
Kame glances from him to the little stack of clothing with the phone on top. "Good," he says. "I should get going now. I have to get home, shower. And get back."
Jin bites back what's on the tip of his tongue. Kame's right.
He gets dressed with remarkable coordination. Jin's starting to feel like he'd poke his eyes out if he tried anything complicated like underpants.
Kame pockets his phone after a last check.
"Are you sure you're okay to drive?"
"Yeah," Kame says, wiping over his face again, rough over stubble. "I slept now." He breathes deeply and picks his jacket up from the chair, takes the cigarettes and slides them in a pocket. And he's ready to go.
"Your... I owe you money," he says at the door.
Yeah. That. "Sure," Jin says. "You know the fee."
He counts it out, hands it over, and Jin sticks it in the pocket of his sweatpants. When he looks up again, Kame is looking past him at the bed and all the rest of it, and suddenly he fishes out four more notes. "Here. That's... I'd have paid that at a hotel. For sleeping."
Jin swallows. It's probably true, you'd pay that sort of money at the kind of hotel Kame would go to. Bathtubs the size of Jin's apartment.
"Sure," he says again, and takes it.
Kame still stands, as though finding it difficult to remember what the next step it. Or maybe, Jin lets himself think, as though he doesn't want to take it.
"Next week," he finally says.
Jin nods. "You'll find half an hour."
"Fuck off," Kame says.
Then he's gone, in the dark. Jin locks the door behind him, turns back to his apartment.
He should brush his teeth. That's important. He always tells his kids.
So he does that, and then he falls on his futon on the side where the sheets are less gross and turns off the last light, and his head is full of Kame and then nothing.
Week 7: Friday
He's out getting breakfast Friday at noon when he sees the headline.
Tanaka Koki, animal abuse.
For the first time in forever, he buys the paper.
He leaves the bento to sit, barely takes the time to shove his lukewarm coffee in the microwave. Tanaka Koki, 37, member of scandal-ridden band KAT-TUN, is suspected of setting a cat on fire at a party at his house.
"No fucking way," Jin mutters.
It's a real article, longer than a rumor mention. Spends a long paragraph on Nakamaru and two lines on Jin before getting to the point, or what there is of it. Sometime in the early morning, after great amounts of alcohol had been consumed, Tanaka Koki bet that his cat could race up a tall fence and, to encourage it, lit a lighter below its belly.
They've picked a photo of Koki in his second bald phase, with a fake tattoo on his neck. Subtle.
Right, Koki, party, yes. Cat... sure, Koki's always had a zoo at his house. Jin's coffee goes cold a second time because he's that distracted. He actually thinks about calling Kame.
But Kame will be busy, of course. Dealing with Koki, and cats, managing damage and being his high-handed self. No time for calls from the concerned public.
So he turns on the TV. The usual places have the article blown up to A2 with gesticulating and speculating presenters, but there's nothing new, nothing at all.
You'd think somebody would send the JSPCA to check on that cat, clear this up. You'd think Koki would invite them.
Jin does laundry, it's long overdue and he needs some decent clothes for the couple of hours he can spend at Sara's big party tomorrow. In between loads, and hanging stuff up, and again when he's folding it, he checks the TV, but nothing seems to be moving.
They must be doing stuff. In the background, maybe. This'll be another day when Kame doesn't get to sleep before morning.
He checks taxis, also for tomorrow. Just this once, it'll be worth it to spend some money so he can stay longer, and still get to his job. He also calls at the ice cream place and probably earns himself a Most Annoying Customer award but he's a little nervous about everything with the duck working out, when the duck is his present.
Meisa's sent him pictures from yesterday, and he sends a few on to Pi, who last sent him photos from the Grand Canyon.
Jin looks at job ads. It takes him an hour and a few tea breaks before he's past that barrier of suck where he can write polite and eager e-mails, and he manages three before getting fed up. It's better than being ashamed of himself tomorrow at the party. Kame's not his job. Kame doesn't even know when he won't have to deal with bullshit for long enough to come over. Jin's not waiting.
It's funny how the time passes. Later in the evening, a company spokesperson issues a full denial on the cat affair, but nothing more.
Cats and uppity Juniors. Well, the cat would be worse, if it were true. Technically speaking, Jin's got no reason to care if the company's eating itself.
He gets an answer from Pi, early morning message, saying his kids are adorable and Jin really did the world a favour because Meisa is much too hot to be married anyway, and Jin laughs because from Pi it's funny.
Would be great to see him. Would be great to just... go.
Some day. Maybe if he's in the box long enough, he can take a holiday. Maybe if he lets Kame gag him or tie him up or something, there's enough in that for a plane ticket.
Pi hinted he could pay for it. Jin said no, but Pi's the first person where he's not been embarrassed, where he might change his mind.
He stares at that crummy white ceiling for a bit and has fun with a daydream. Evening dream. Him and Pi, in some huge-ass American car. They'd send Kame pictures and Kame would be jealous. It would be wonderful.
Except Kame's an ass who's dealing with cats, and Jin can't get away, and Pi would probably be missed by his gay fans.
It's late, and he doesn't want to think about cats anymore. Best to wait till tomorrow. He watches a movie, a superhero thing, it'll run until midnight. It's not creepy, and Jin's resigned to the dubbed stuff on TV. It's easier at night, too, going straight into his brain the way English doesn't anymore.
It's so easy he almost falls asleep.
When the phone rings, he's lost track of where the movie is. Maybe he was asleep, maybe his brain is scrambled because... that's Kame's ringtone, again. It's quarter to midnight. He's awake with that rush, kids are sick rush, which is dumb, oh fucking hell.
"Hello?" Jin says, sounding cool, and exhaling slowly when it's actually Kame's voice at the other end.
"Hello. I know it's late. Did I wake you?"
"Yeah," Jin says vaguely. "What is it?"
There's a long silence. Jin wakes up enough to remember the cat. "I could be at your place in half an hour," Kame says eventually. "If you're awake now."
"Yeah," Jin says, looking around where he's sitting on the futon. "I'm awake." But he's not changing the sheets again.
"Good," Kame says, and then there's a click.
Well. Probably means the cat is dealt with. A little reward on the way home for the crisis master.
Jin shaves, he doesn't need that bullshit. Showers, too, it wakes him up, makes him feel a bit more steady. Half an hour's notice in the middle of the night, and Jin doesn't know what he finds most outrageous about all of this.
Let's see if Kame even remembers the beer.
He washes with his eyes closed and doesn't think of Kame showering, of last time, of Kame anything.
Just half an hour. The rush even helps.
And then the half hour is gone, and Jin's barely dressed again because he's not waiting for the jerk naked, and no Kame. Of course no Kame.
Maybe the cat twitched. Maybe Ueda got caught in a park with his pants down. Kame's office, crisis central.
Jin considers drying his hair. But the walls are thin and his hair dryer is noisy. He clears a few senbei crumbs off the sheets instead.
Kame arrives ten minutes later.
"That wasn't half an hour," Jin points out as Kame steps up and the door closes on them.
"I got held up at the office," Kame snaps, and what's he doing being pissy here?
"More cat drama? Did you write a song for her too?"
Kame holds out a plastic bag like he wants to punch Jin with it. "He didn't do it."
"Of course he didn't do it," Jin says as he takes the beer, and then they both pause. Everything's quiet.
People change, Jin remembers. Stares at this Kame, frown and entitlement and stress lines, Kame taking off his jacket calm and tight and like he's trying not to turn it into a weapon, and…
"Of course he didn't," Jin grumbles. "Why didn't you just produce his damn cat?"
"He hasn't got a cat, his last cat died three months ago, old and fat and happy, and I don't know what else the bitch lined up for this. It was supposed to be dealt with for the night." He glares as if something about this is Jin's fault. "This is a fucking nuisance."
Well, yeah. So's being visited at half past midnight by Lex Luthor in a snit. "I'm impressed you're taking time out for adult entertainment," Jin says, putting the beers on his little table.
Kame stares at him, a look that goes right through Jin. "I'm not assuming it'll take long," he says pointedly. The look says Why are you still talking and not naked. Jin's almost got to stop himself physically from undressing.
He picks up two beer bottles instead, slowly. "Maybe it should," he says. "Maybe you should revisit your work-life balance." He lets Kame hear the little crack of the cap. "Have a beer." He holds one out. Kame tries to stare him down but Jin just locks his arm.
When Kame takes the bottle, Jin's surprised it doesn't spill. He has a small sip, eyes on Jin all the way.
Fine.
There's a shrill bleep.
"Fuck," Kame says, and fishes out his cell. Thumbs the screen. "Fuck."
He sticks the bottle out at Jin and Jin takes it. Watches Kame wipe his screen over and over until he presses it almost savagely.
Somewhere, a phone is ringing and someone's going to be unhappy. Jin sits down on his chair, settling in for the show.
"Kamenashi," Kame says. "I thought I was clear."
Whoever's on the other end says something sharp and loud.
Kame's stare is hot and angry but his voice is perfect ice. "I read that. I was rather surprised."
Jin has a sip of his own beer. So far it's not coming together. He notes that Kame doesn't pace. He doesn't gesture. He just stands there. Ice.
"No, I saw. I admit I didn't realize you had the ambition to be the first Johnny's to come out of the closet," Kame says very politely. "But I always support ambition."
He... what? What the ever... what? Jin stares. The voice on the end of the line is quiet for a beat; for two. Then there's yelling, Jin's making out swear words and hypocrite and goddamn faggot asshole and liar.
Kame keeps standing there, calm and cold. "You're welcome to try," he says when it dies down. "The difference between us is that I don't leave my dirty laundry all over Tokyo like a horny teenager."
Jin doesn't dare move, either.
"Matsumoto. I've had a long day. This is the deal. All it takes is that you were at that fucking party. You can either get with the fucking program, or you can see how you like retirement. Maybe that flight attendant you blew in the whirlpool at the Four Seasons will take you in, that could be very romantic. Very happily ever after."
It's all quiet.
When the words start up again at the other end they're no longer loud enough for Jin to understand. Kame checks his watch.
"You have time to make the morning editions, someone'll be grateful for your astonished reaction to these rumours." He listens again; shrugs eventually. "Blame the bitch who manages you. I didn't start this." Then he straightens again. "As you like. But for now you'll do this for me."
Some other comment, and Kame says, "See to it. I'll call tomorrow," and then that's that. He puts his phone on the low table, next to the remaining beers.
Jin needs a moment to sort out what the fuck just happened. This was about a cat.
"You're blackmailing people?" Not that it's a question. Jin was right here. It just blows his mind. "Over being gay?"
Kame stares at him like he needs to remember where he is. His eyes go guarded when he does. "It's amazingly effective."
"I bet," Jin says, and when he stands up he sees the snap that goes through Kame. "And you don't think that's a bit of an asshole move?" He doesn't even know, he doesn't really care, but this... "A bit rich coming from you?"
"No." Kame's tone is clipped. "I'm discreet."
"You didn't get laid in five years. That's not discreet. That's pathetic." Whatever this strange burn is, it's boiling in his stomach and making his hairs stand on end.
"I can control myself," Kame says, but he's a whole lot less bossy watching Jin like he's not quite understanding the script, or himself. His eyes skate over Jin as Jin steps closer. "Not my problem if other people can't."
"Really." And it feels nice to be sure about something. "That's why you're here at half past midnight, paying my rent."
Kame's eyes flash. "I can stop paying your rent if you're having a crisis of conscience."
"Blackmailing me too? Put up or shut up?" But he won't shut up and he knows... he thinks he knows. He presses the bottle at Kame, he's close enough. "Drink your beer."
"I shouldn't," Kame says. Yeah, doesn't that go for many things. He takes the bottle, just like he took Jin, bad ideas all around, and Jin's pulsing with power.
He has a drink himself, a long one, and he feels Kame's eyes, on his neck and on his mouth. No, he hasn't forgotten how to look good. There's Kame, superboss, standing there like he can't move either way between Jin and the door, still as a rock and shaking in his skin, Jin can feel it.
He gets right in Kame's space. "You jonesing?"
Kame snorts. But it's cut off, frozen. "Please."
Jin opens the first button of his shirt. "No?" Kame's eyes catch there, and Jin goes for the next one. "You sure?" He's drunk, soaring high, flaunting and baiting and every time Kame swallows it jolts under his skin. "For a moment there I thought your hands were shaking." He drops the shirt, not even the bottle makes it awkward.
Kame's breathing hard with all his precious control. And turned on, Jin's open about checking that out. He slides a hand down his stomach, his hips finding invisible music. Lets Kame get a nice long look as he goes for the buttons on his jeans.
The flash is sharp, hard heat in Kame's eyes, and he grabs Jin and spins him, beer is splashing from them both, and Kame pulls him back, his cock against Jin's ass. "Fine, so this is for you," Kame says, rough against his ear. "And you know where I'm going to put it."
Jin shudders, choking on a breath, or whatever smart thing he was going to say. Not needed. Point made. Kame's hand on his stomach, imitating, going for his button, the zipper, pushing down fabric until he's rubbing Jin's cock through his underwear.
"And look who likes the idea," Kame says. "Unless you get it up for wads of cash these days."
He yanks Jin's pants down, tells him to step out of them. For a long moment, Jin's held against Kame's suit, the fabric all along his back and legs, the pressure against his ass. Reminder or taster, and the air gets warm and dense. Then Kame prods the back of his knees and gives him a push. His beer splashes again as he drops down. He catches himself, puts the bottle out of reach, and then he's there. Naked.
Breathe. He remembers that.
Kame's foot is between his knees, tapping left, right. "Spread." He does, and it's gone, and he feels Kame's stare, clothes rustling and plastic snapping. "That looks good on you," Kame says from some distance.
What the fuck. He almost turns but then Kame's there, sinking down behind him, good, and is pushing Jin's head down, bad, oh god, what if he won't remember, what if he's too pissed off to care it's only Jin's second time.
But he says nothing.
And Kame's steady. Slick and steady. Jin almost manages the breathing, and maybe Kame is right about control. His body is pulsing again and it's strange and almost no pain and he knows he can do this, from last time, he knows it'll ease out.
Kame makes a low, airless sound when he stills at the end. "I should have fucked you years ago," he says. "Maybe kept you in line." His hands on Jin's hips are hard like he wants to do it now. "Would have spared you a whole lot of trouble."
"Would have spared you five years without," Jin says, and his fingers clench on the sheet when Kame pulls back in response, comes back rough.
"God, you've never known when to shut your mouth." Kame's fingers dig into him, like he'll leave his prints here too. "I should have fucked you and shut you up."
It works now, with more, fast out and back. Shuts him up, shuts everything up. Jin's just here, the stretch inside him and the raw scrape of Kame's words. Kame behind him, the rhythm.
"You should have come begging to me."
Jin doesn't have to do a thing but follow the pace. It's steady, hard.
"Best ass I ever had. Gorgeous. You're selling yourself cheap."
Kame's there, he's found his balance. End of a long day. Of a long five, twenty-five years. Whatever. Jin spreads out his hands, his face in the sheets. Not a thing.
"So hot… You'll feel me tomorrow, whenever you move. But you'll take it anyway, you're just begging for it…"
Fast, so fast, and then Kame grabs him and pulls him back, up, against his chest and Jin goes with it, lets himself be held there, hand on his throat and cock in his ass, and Kame's breath getting ragged, there's swearing and speed and Jin turned inside out and caught, so high.
"…so take it," Kame gasps, and then it ends.
Small, slowing jerks. Kame's nails, Kame making a fist on his belly. They sound wet together when they move. A huff of breath. Could be a laugh. Does Kame laugh? Kame's face is so close, right by his ear.
"You," Kame breathes, "make a damn fine fuck."
Jin keeps his eyes closed.
Kame's arm goes around him, tight. Unexpected. Jin's about ready to fall forward and collapse.
"Should I get you off now?" Kame slides his hand down, right there, and Jin's crashing blood goes where he leads. "What do you think?"
He can't breathe. He's not hard, not yet, not anymore. But he can be. Kame's touching him.
"Yeah," he says, his voice hoarse. Kame's still inside him, shrinking. "I think yeah."
And his dick thinks so too, he knows without opening his eyes. The tingle, tightness where Kame holds him, and then Kame moves his hand and—
Jin whimpers. Everything's been dry so long, dry and lonely. Kame strokes him easy, long leisurely strokes and it's like water in spring, everything opening up, growing and filling and he can't breathe, it's too much, it's...
"Give it up," Kame whispers in his ear, "give it up you little slut, you know you want to."
He wants, and he bucks into Kame's hand, and there's that soft laugh again and he doesn't give a fuck. What's a moan, if Kame can fuck him and pay him and hold him, and he's right there and Jin can thrust up for what he needs because Kame just gives it to him, and he's held and he's warm and he doesn't care.
"Left," he says and Kame knows, Kame calls him a slut and a whore but he does it just the same. Does him like Jin's just another thing he's good at, tight perfect strokes and damp slaps against his ass and Jin soars, and thrusts and thrusts all the way and makes a high naked noise, coming and shaking.
God, please, just like this. Kame wants him just like this and Jin still doesn't care. Rush after rush and then it ebbs, fades.
He can hear Kame breathe, pleased with himself. Jin is sticky, cooling down, winded. His ass in Kame's lap.
"Next time I should put you on your back," Kame says thickly into his ear. "Watch your face. Quite a show, I should think."
Yeah. He's a slut and a whore, he knows. Jin doesn't argue the point, it's a dumb point, because Kame doesn't know everything, Kame would never let Jin hold him and that means he's dumb too.
"Now get off me," Kame says, as if to prove Jin right. "You're a mess."
"Yeah, whose mess?" Jin mumbles, but lets himself topple forward again, flat on his stomach on cooled sheets. He hears a low snort, Kame breathing. Kame's hand is on his ass, warm over sweat and lube. A pat.
"Looks good on you too."
Then he's gone... sitting back, up. The air's cooler where he was. He grabs Jin's beer, which is closest. Sits down at the top of the futon and has a swig.
Jin feels the mess when he turns on his side. Kame looks him up and down, at the come on his chest that's not rubbed on the sheets now. "Well, look while you can," Jin says. His voice is rough, unpracticed. Kame's been doing all the talking. But he stretches up, too, enough to reach Kame's beer. Oh yes, wet mess, warm and slippery, but the sheets have had it anyway, so whatever.
Kame shrugs. "You'll still be here next week, won't you." He leans against the shelf, and he's only ever looked at Jin this long to scare him.
Jin drinks, settles down again. "Next week. I see."
Kame shrugs again. "If I find half an hour."
More than half an hour. They've spent their half hour fucking and haven't even gotten round to the postcoital fighting. He wonders how it worked for Kame before, if it was always snatches of time here and there, if they fought as much.
"So who was that last guy? The five years ago guy."
"None of your business."
"He's in the biz?"
Kame tenses like here they go, one question too many and the fighting can start. But then he shrugs. "He played for the Giants."
"Why'd he dump you?" Jin's not sure what happened to his sense for self-preservation, and he doesn't care.
Kame glares at him. Jin looks harmlessly interested.
"He thought I was 'too intense'." The quotation marks are plain like nails on chalkboard.
"A baseball player thought you were too intense?" Jin says before he can help himself. Right-oh.
"Apparently," Kame says. "Didn't matter. I've got no time for wimps anyway."
Jin watches him drink; stare off into walls like they're his enemies. Wonders what Kame's apartment is like these days, and thinks it must feel pretty empty.
"Can't be good for you," he says. He doesn't know why, maybe he's feeling brave. Maybe he's stupid. "Your type of 'discreet'."
"It's not your fucking business what's good for me," Kame snaps. "And what do you know about it?"
"Not much," Jin shrugs. Only that Kame's out here fucking some loser has-been because he has scared off the crazy overachievers who wield bats for a living. "So tell me about it."
"You're out of your mind," Kame says, but Jin's not missing the fact that he's still sitting there with his beer and that he told Jin about the baseball player.
"Tell me why you're blackmailing Jun about getting it on with guys."
"Because it's the most effective weapon I have for him," Kame says coldly. "I'd have gone to Ohno with how he runs around on his wife but he's in Kansai for the week."
"What the fuck, Kame. You can't just…"
Kame bangs his head back against the desk. He looks about ready to murder him. "Look. I don't give a shit about fucking Arashi. I don't care where Jun puts his dick. I just want her to lay the fuck off my band."
The long game. Jin should have figured.
"I didn't start this bullshit," Kame says hotly. "I was just a fucking idol, I was good at it, I liked it. But she's been trying to steal the company out from under Johnny for years and she's willing to throw everyone but her precious boys under the bus to get there. And when I try to keep our people from making her job easier they go and call me the mean, unfeeling bastard. Jun can fuck whoever he wants, he can fuck all of JAL for all I care, but she's not getting Koki and she's not getting KAT-TUN, not while I have anything to do with it. And I don't care what anybody calls me."
His glare's asking if Jin wants to get in line for the character assessment.
"How long's this been going on?"
"For fucking ever." Then Kame takes a deep breath. "A while. But it's getting... things are moving right now." He stares into space like the shifting pieces are right there. "She's escalating."
Of course, he's leaving out the part where he's stalking SMAP and setting up all kinds of other moves; good that Jin's been paying attention.
He has another sip of beer. It goes down with a cool tingle. Half an hour of fucking your brains out, and Kame's looking tight and wired anyway. Mean, unfeeling bastard.
He gets up, ignores the snap stare. Kame's jacket is hung up tidily, and sure, right in the pocket...
He sits down in exactly the same spot and chucks the cigarette pack at Kame. The lighter too. "One," he says. "And don't get used to it."
Kame blinks up at him with a puzzled frown, then down, at the pack in his lap. It's a moment before he picks it up. He doesn't look at Jin again when he shakes a cigarette out, takes the lighter, lights up with automatic grace. One slow, careful inhalation, and he holds it, and holds; finally blows it away from Jin, and is still looking in the opposite direction when he says, "Thank you."
Jin feels almost like he took one himself, the way the stress level sinks around and inside him. Could almost be tempting.
As if he's doing more of the mind reading, Kame looks from the cigarette to Jin. "Do you miss it sometimes?" he asks.
Huh. He's got a vivid memory of the first half year of missing it. But now... "Not really. I haven't cared enough to miss it," he finds. He hasn't cared about his life enough.
Strange thing to realize. Jin lets himself sink down, stretches out on his side as he ponders that thought over his beer.
He gives Kame time, too, a few more drags. He can watch the tension slip out of Kame's limbs. He empties his bottle and holds it out to Kame when the ash needs tapping.
Kame's fingers close around his.
Somehow he disengages the bottle, somehow he taps off the cigarette, backdrop to a bright burn.
Jin is perfectly still.
Kame's fingertips on his knuckles, his wrist, where the skin is soft, a curl that reaches deep inside him. Kame looking like he can't reach deep enough.
Mean, unfeeling bastard.
And Jin remembers who else called him that, too, in more polite words. His stomach knots with conflicting loyalties. He never said, but he never thought Kame deserved to know, it made no difference.
Loyalties?
"You know, I talked to Nakamaru," he says, just jumping in, Akanishi style.
Instant wariness. Kame lets him go. "Really."
"Yeah." The silence stretches, smoke filling Jin's nose and making him twitchy. Everything making him twitchy.
"What," Kame says, "did he tell you?"
Nothing Jin was supposed to say. But this... "Julie made him leave."
Kame's face clouds over so fast any sane person would dive for cover. "Made him? What the fuck, did she pay him off?"
"She blackmailed him." The irony only now swings in fully. God dammit. "He had… well, he had a girl, and the girl had some bad habits, and there were some drugs and apparently Julie knew about it. She got him to leave and blame you. I..."
Kame looks somewhere between crazed and alert.
"I thought you should know." Jin feels a little stupid by now. "That he didn't really hate you."
Yeah, prime Akanishi priorities.
Kame's eyes are frozen on him for a moment, and then there's a smirk, a bad one. "Well, thanks. I can stop lying awake wondering."
Jin's not dumb, and he says nothing, lets it ride.
"A girl?" Kame finally says.
"Apparently he was madly in love with her," Jin says. "She left him when he wasn't an idol anymore."
Kame laughs. Looks at Jin, laughs in a soundless sad way. Drags on his cigarette. "Men and their dicks," he says.
Yeah. Kame, and his dick, in Jin's little apartment.
"Kimura thinks I'm a cold son of a bitch," Kame says. "For what happened with KAT-TUN. Nakamaru." His thumb rubs the label on the bottle, over and over. "Even with you." Two more drags, and the cigarette is done.
"You had nothing to do with that."
"I know." Kame pushes the cigarette end into the bottle and starts picking at the label. "That was all lovingly handcrafted by Akanishi Jin." His shoulders draw up. "Doesn't matter. People don't know. They see me now... They don't know it took me years before I could do anything."
"So you are talking to Kimura." He can't let that get away. Finally Kame's talking.
"Yeah. Of course. They walked away for him." Kame is shaking his head, staring at the bottle as if he's worried the cigarette didn't fizz out. "Men and their dicks..."
Jin wonders if he'll wake up tomorrow and regret telling Jin all this. He looks like his mind's in a dozen different places, all sordid and scheming and none of them about here, naked on Jin's bed. There's a plan here with SMAP, and Jin should prod, when for once Kame's in a confession mood. But Kame also looks tense and focused enough for ten people, at nearly two in the morning, and it feels wrong.
Jin pulls his legs in. "You want more beer?"
"No," Kame says, his face closing up. Probably thinking about how someone might use that, drunk driving hanging over his head. Discreet.
Holding himself like a spring wound too tight.
"You want something else?" Jin says.
Kame's eyes skip to him, hesitation and flickering heat. But he shakes his head. Even that is tight. "No. I'm fine."
"You're twitchy."
Thunderclouds, as if Jin's a bad boy for even noticing.
"I'm still slick," he says.
And Kame's hard, pretty much instantly. His glare turns stormy.
"What?" Jin rolls slowly on his belly. Spreads his legs just for a tease, just enough Kame can see from up there. "I'm right here." And what more does a guy—
Kame moves, lightning fast, a tempest behind Jin, the sound of Kame spitting in his hand and then a grip at his hips, and he's pulled back onto Kame's cock like it's the only place he belongs. For a moment his breath stops but then it's okay, then it's fine.
"You are a slut," Kame murmurs in his ear. His thrusts are long, hard, sharp.
Whore.
"This one's on the house," Jin says, and that's enough said. Kame's sounds are breathless. Shameless. He fucks Jin to some groove he finds, a deep determined pace that doesn't let up, just shifts in the margins, Jin moved around Kame's cock until there's nothing in his head, nowhere else to be and nothing to hold back.
In the end Kame grips him and goes frantic, holds him hard enough to bruise. He comes with a sigh and Jin feels his heat, blazing over him, at his hips, inside him.
Jin stays. Listens to the shudders in Kame's breathing. Kame will know what next.
He feels it more when Kame slips out this time. "That was good," Kame says, and crawl-slumps up to crash against the shelf. He's soaked in sweat.
Jin flops down flat, props himself up just enough under his chest, and feels a little I-told-you-so. Not the worst feeling, that. "Sometimes I know what you need."
Kame raises his eyebrows. It looks like a lot of work. But he doesn't argue. Good man.
Jin breathes down, deep down, and lets his head rest for a moment. It's weird to get used to getting fucked.
Kame reaches out, trails his fingers through Jin's hair. Thoughtfully, almost as if by accident, but when Jin smiles, the fingers start to wander… his cheek and his chin, his mouth. Kame's fingers are salty and warm.
Jin lets him touch; lets him look. It's not like before.
"You know what we don't do anymore?" Kame says.
Uh. "Bring each other flowers?"
Kame laughs. Almost openly. "You don't sing for me."
"It's half past two in the morning."
"All that fucking, no singing," Kame says, his eyes roaming over Jin in that way that could be a comment, if he could be bothered.
Jin almost reaches out for him, just for a pat or a prod. There's a glow there. "You don't look like that's a bad deal."
Kame smiles, a smile that acknowledges Jin's point but has a 'but' attached. "Can you sing something?"
What? "It is half past two in the morning," Jin says. "I have neighbors."
Kame shrugs. "Make it something quiet."
He's actually serious. The things Jin will do for a fucked-out jerkish dude who's messing up his sheets.
He moves slowly, getting his guitar. Wants to ask, but Kame's face passes any question right back, Kame's just waiting.
Jin sits back down on the futon too. He's not going to be ambitious here. After thinking quickly and discarding a few options he settles on Murasaki, just slow. Murasaki for fucked-out dudes.
Two bars in he realizes that trying to sing that song slow is like trying to teach a cat to play soccer, and he goes freestyle, forgets about rhythm altogether, a dazed drunken, slowly meandering version of the song. Kame's not complaining though, and when Jin looks up to check...
Kame is asleep.
Wow. That's...
Jin keeps playing, lets the song teeter right to the end, but he can't take his eyes off Kame. Strands of sweaty hair still curling around his face, but his arms tucked in and his legs folded tidily. His lips are parted just a little.
Decades ago, Jin would have drawn whiskers on him or stuck a spoon in his mouth. Now he wonders if he has a blanket and how to get it over him without waking him up.
Though maybe he should. He doesn't even know when Kame needs to be at work.
Not at half past two in the morning, he decides. He tiptoes across the tatami to put his guitar away, get himself sweatpants. He takes a piss sitting down and doesn't flush, and when he comes out the sex smell in the room hits him, heavy and foreign.
Kame is out like a light. The lines around his eyes look deeper when he's not moving or being commanding. He's got shadow on his jaw Jin didn't notice before.
Jin's tired, too, but… not like this, this is different. And if he sleeps, Kame might sleep in, might lose this... whatever. So hey, night shift. Jin has experience.
He folds Kame's clothes, finds the phone in one of his pockets. The screen is password protected but Jin puts it on the table in case of urgent ringing. Then he switches on his tab and turns off everything that could buzz or beep.
Kame sleeps. The air's warm enough that Jin keeps postponing attempts with a blanket. Kame's nipples are darker these days. He has a small scar on his belly, appendix maybe. The hair that's not stuck to him sometimes shifts when he breathes. Jin realizes he's finding a sleeping guy more interesting than the world news, tries to care about that and doesn't succeed.
It's half past three when Kame startles up, the sudden noise giving Jin a fright. "What?" He stares at Jin fuzzily, but the focus comes back with every blink. Kame, master of rolling out of bed and aiming a precision rifle.
"Relax," Jin says in a neighbor-appropriate voice. "It's not morning yet."
Kame's head makes a thump when he drops it back against the wood. "Shit. How long was I gone?"
"Less than a full hour."
"An hour." Kame's face is a study in quiet horror. He runs his hands over his eyes, hard as if that'll make him wake up more quickly.
"It's no big deal," Jin says. "It's the middle of the night, it's normal to sleep."
Kame shakes his head, opens his mouth, shakes his head again. "But I wasn't ready yet, it's... I can't just sleep," he says reasonably.
"Why?"
"Because..." He bites his lip, and his eyes get stuck on Jin's ear or thereabouts. "When I sleep... I'm not awake."
"I see," Jin says. The worrying thing is that he thinks he does, and feels like the countdown for Kame's mental collapse has just started to speed up. "But they've got to sleep too."
"Yes," Kame says, much more awake now. He rises, and for a moment it's hard not to think of a wobbly baby animal, but then Kame's got it sorted and shows him a glimpse of evil overlord even while stark naked and reeking of sex. "And that's my opportunity."
Jin's not going to question it. "It was just an hour too. And nothing came in on your phone."
Kame glances from him to the little stack of clothing with the phone on top. "Good," he says. "I should get going now. I have to get home, shower. And get back."
Jin bites back what's on the tip of his tongue. Kame's right.
He gets dressed with remarkable coordination. Jin's starting to feel like he'd poke his eyes out if he tried anything complicated like underpants.
Kame pockets his phone after a last check.
"Are you sure you're okay to drive?"
"Yeah," Kame says, wiping over his face again, rough over stubble. "I slept now." He breathes deeply and picks his jacket up from the chair, takes the cigarettes and slides them in a pocket. And he's ready to go.
"Your... I owe you money," he says at the door.
Yeah. That. "Sure," Jin says. "You know the fee."
He counts it out, hands it over, and Jin sticks it in the pocket of his sweatpants. When he looks up again, Kame is looking past him at the bed and all the rest of it, and suddenly he fishes out four more notes. "Here. That's... I'd have paid that at a hotel. For sleeping."
Jin swallows. It's probably true, you'd pay that sort of money at the kind of hotel Kame would go to. Bathtubs the size of Jin's apartment.
"Sure," he says again, and takes it.
Kame still stands, as though finding it difficult to remember what the next step it. Or maybe, Jin lets himself think, as though he doesn't want to take it.
"Next week," he finally says.
Jin nods. "You'll find half an hour."
"Fuck off," Kame says.
Then he's gone, in the dark. Jin locks the door behind him, turns back to his apartment.
He should brush his teeth. That's important. He always tells his kids.
So he does that, and then he falls on his futon on the side where the sheets are less gross and turns off the last light, and his head is full of Kame and then nothing.
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Date: 2013-02-01 04:03 pm (UTC)"I should have fucked you years ago," he says. "Maybe kept you in line." His hands on Jin's hips are hard like he wants to do it now. "Would have spared you a whole lot of trouble."
and
Yeah. He's a slut and a whore, he knows. Jin doesn't argue the point, it's a dumb point, because Kame doesn't know everything, Kame would never let Jin hold him and that means he's dumb too.
You go Jin! Reel that turtle in!
There were questions flying around about where the rest of the words in the story were, and now we got some of them! :D I forgot how to breathe a few times and squealed and flailed at Jin's smart ass comments and thoughts and oh there's evil overlord and Lex Luthor all over the place but Jin manages to tame the beast so to speak ;3 I've got some more thoughts on the subject, but I don't think I'll tell you guys about them until the next playdate is posted. Me wants more!
I LOVE IT!!!
I don't think you can get a more detailed comment out of me after an update like this. You've basically killed me. How am I supposed to be intelligent about multilateral treaties and tariff agreements now??!!
Though I'm really a veeeeery happy kitten. I hope you drink some nice bubbly and celebrate that you've once more
most certainlycommitted mass murder, LOL(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-01 04:09 pm (UTC)Thank you Jin for doing some more detective work for us. And for getting concerned about Kame's slippery ride towards mental breakdown <3
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Date: 2013-02-01 04:24 pm (UTC)But if you told us now, you'd know if you were right without peeking. >_>
I don't think you can get a more detailed comment out of me after an update like this. You've basically killed me.
Aww, that's sad. We'll try to be less good next time. :-)
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From:(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-01 05:13 pm (UTC)"Well, yeah. So's being visited at half past midnight by Lex Luthor in a snit."
Oh god, please don't stop. I'm starting to like Lex!Kame xD
ASBDASBDPABDBASPDIAPSDBAPSIBD, KAME FUCKING SHUTTING MATSUJUN UP. OH GOD. HE'S SO FUCKING AWESOME. I THINK I JUST SQUEALED OR SOMETHING.
"He gets right in Kame's space. "You jonesing?"
Kame snorts. But it's cut off, frozen. "Please."
Jin opens the first button of his shirt. "No?" Kame's eyes catch there, and Jin goes for the next one. "You sure?" He's drunk, soaring high, flaunting and baiting and every time Kame swallows it jolts under his skin. "For a moment there I thought your hands were shaking." He drops the shirt, not even the bottle makes it awkward."
You two, you.. you are two fucking geniuses. Seriously. How do you even come up with this shit?
"The flash is sharp, hard heat in Kame's eyes, and he grabs Jin and spins him, beer is splashing from them both, and Kame pulls him back, his cock against Jin's ass. "Fine, so this is for you," Kame says, rough against his ear. "And you know where I'm going to put it.""
Diz iz were ma brainz stoped wrokign.
"God, you've never known when to shut your mouth." Kame's fingers dig into him, like he'll leave his prints here too. "I should have fucked you and shut you up."
"You're selling yourself cheap"
"You," Kame breathes, "make a damn fine fuck."
You speak only the truth Mr. Kamenashi.
"They've spent their half hour fucking and haven't even gotten round to the postcoital fighting."
HAHAHAHAAHAHHAA XD
"I didn't start this bullshit," Kame says hotly. "I was just a fucking idol, I was good at it, I liked it. But she's been trying to steal the company out from under Johnny for years and she's willing to throw everyone but her precious boys under the bus to get there. And when I try to keep our people from making her job easier they go and call me the mean, unfeeling bastard. Jun can fuck whoever he wants, he can fuck all of JAL for all I care, but she's not getting Koki and she's not getting KAT-TUN, not while I have anything to do with it. And I don't care what anybody calls me."
I have to admit that this made me tear up ;____________; ♥
"Kame laughs. Almost openly. "You don't sing for me.""
You dirty liars! You made him laugh like you promised. Okay, not completely honest but almost ♥
"The things Jin will do for a fucked-out jerkish dude who's messing up his sheets."
♥
"Jin realizes he's finding a sleeping guy more interesting than the world news, tries to care about that and doesn't succeed."
Here, have a bigger one: ♥
"So he does that, and then he falls on his futon on the side where the sheets are less gross and turns off the last light, and his head is full of Kame and then nothing."
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, I like heads full of Kame. They are so good.
I can't believe what I just read. If this isn't the best chapter up till now then it's second best or something.
I feel as if my brains have been fucked. This was too awesome for words. Maybe the lenght of this comment is an indicator for that. I just couldn't not quote it back. If I had no consideration left I'd have quoted EVERYTHING back to you. But I haven't completely lost it yet. What I think I've lost is my brain and my heart. Please give it back sometime soon :>
Btw, I have not beta-ed this comment so I'm not sure it's coherent enough to be legible.
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Date: 2013-02-02 12:18 pm (UTC)We would tend to agree!
Oh god, please don't stop. I'm starting to like Lex!Kame xD
>_> You know how this story was called #RedK in draft? ('Red Kryptonite Kazuya Kent')
YAY SQUEALING!
How do you even come up with this shit?
Do you really want to know what goes on in our pervy heads? *g* But we're glad that worked! Heeeeeee.
Diz iz were ma brainz stoped wrokign.
LOL! :DDDDDD
Also, we're glad Kame's confessions seem to come across right. *g* EVEN JERKS SOMETIMES HAVE HARD LIVES.
We weren't sure if this laughing counts. :) ALSO WE NEVER PROMISED. #insisting
We feel we should apologize for fucking your brains... we hope it was at least consensual and we are aware we should have used protection. >_>
Thank you for this awesome comment, you made us happy and gleeful. We love getting all your hearts. Here, have one too! ♥
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From:(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-01 05:23 pm (UTC)then i remember that with the internal war happening inside johnny's, he has to be..well i guess if you are julie and everyone under her and you keep messing with KAT-TUN, that's what you get..poor arashi, getting in between the crossfire..and nakamaru too..at least kame now knows what went down with that..
well, enough of the serious political stuff..i wanted jin to let kame do things to him, pleasurable things that is. and he definitely did (yay!!!thanks you very much!!!)
and we have jin doing a his brand of seduction there..using kame's desire for him..and kame gets to do it twice with jin this time..and both times were definitely hot..
i already stated how i love it that jin doesn't bow down to kame when he's being an ass..that he fights back in his own way..i always enjoy their conversations..
-Kame reaches out, trails his fingers through Jin's hair. Thoughtfully, almost as if by accident, but when Jin smiles, the fingers start to wander… his cheek and his chin, his mouth. Kame's fingers are salty and warm.
-Jin lets him touch; lets him look. It's not like before.- --i really, really love it when kame randomly or unconsciously touch jin..and i love how jin found the difference between kame's touch when he;s stressed and when kame just want to just touch him.
"You know what we don't do anymore?" Kame says.
Uh. "Bring each other flowers?"
Kame laughs. Almost openly. "You don't sing for me." -- ah, so sweet..and jin singing murasaki and lulling kame to sleep..ii's nice that kame can be just himself when he is with jin..and he's trusting jin more now, to be able to sleep..and jin being like a guardian angel to him while he's sleeping..though that didn't last long..
-"Because..." He bites his lip, and his eyes get stuck on Jin's ear or thereabouts. "When I sleep... I'm not awake."
"I see," Jin says. The worrying thing is that he thinks he does, and feels like the countdown for Kame's mental collapse has just started to speed up. "But they've got to sleep too."
"Yes," Kame says, much more awake now. He rises, and for a moment it's hard not to think of a wobbly baby animal, but then Kame's got it sorted and shows him a glimpse of evil overlord even while stark naked and reeking of sex. "And that's my opportunity."- --and then he's back to being lex luthor again..a well rested one at least..
i think this is the longest comment i ever did, but i love everything here so..thanks for sharing!!
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:23 pm (UTC)He did, he did, and very pleasurable they were. :D
Seduction... Jin is getting more confident with this. No more letting Kame call all the shots here. *g* Kame will have to learn what a monster he created.
Glad you liked Kame's little lapse into unconsciousness. *g* That was probably the most unexpected part of the evening for both of them. Oh yes, he trusts Jin, that's never been an issue. :)
Thank you for this lovely comment! ♥
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Date: 2013-02-01 05:42 pm (UTC)i can't properly express my love for everything in this chap.*_* every bit of the akame scenes are just amazing and wonderful and sad/angsty/beautiful/hot; seriously cannot describe how perfect it all was.
especially the sex.♥___________________♥can't wait to see what happens next, hope Kame can find a way to crush Julie soon so he'll be less busy ^__^ looking forward to the next part XD♥♥♥♥♥♥
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:23 pm (UTC)Kame is working very hard to try and crush Julie. Overtime. And never sleeps...
Thank you for this fun comment! :)
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:23 pm (UTC)Kame would be very pleased to hear that you bought into his Evil Overlord act; not so pleased you're starting to see through him. :-)
Thank you for this great comment. ♥
Good luck with the lottery!(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-01 07:34 pm (UTC)FIRST YOU START WITH THAT SHOCKING HEADLINE AND WHAT THE FUCK KOKI WOULD NEVER HURT AN ANIMAL BUT LITERALLY NEVER AND IT WAS SO BAD (but also kind of nice that Jin cared enough to buy the paper) AND THEN KAME SUDDENLY CALLED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING NIGHT AND FUCK I KNEW WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN (we all did) AND I JUST KDLAFJMDKAKDJAZIOTJ
MY BRAIN IS OFFICIALLY ON OVERLOAD. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO FOR CREATING SUCH A STORY THAT MAKES MY BRAIN MALFUNCTION.
BUT SERIOUSLY, FUCK JIN, GET A FUCKING GRIP AND DON'T LET THAT FUCKING FUCKING CONTINUE AND CERTAINLY NOT TWICE YOU DAFT GIT. (sorry, been reading BBC Sherlock fanfics and suddenly there's British English lingo in my head) I JUST HATED IT. I seriously hated that he offered the second time, and so shameless, no matter why he did it. Certainly not for himself. And I hate Kame for calling Jin a slut and a whore (even though he is technically right, and I hate that too) and it just feels like Kame really is turning into a gigantic asshole, which I know he was before too, but with those names he's calling Jin he's just crossing a line too much and I just... Oh man, you two are brilliant.
I didn't like Kame's phone call with Matsumoto either, obviously because of the blackmailing, but then he was so straightforward for once saying he doesn't care about Arashi and only about KAT-TUN, about his band, about Julie not fucking this up for him and his band and I just... I couldn't hate him for that anymore, for the blackmailing, I just couldn't.
I did like, however, the little moment where it's clear Jin can still read Kame like a book and lets him have a cigarette in his tiny apartment. I know the 'reading' thing has been proven/told before, but I liked it here because there wasn't so much focus on the 'I can still read your body language'-thing. I don't know if that makes sense to you?
I also somehow liked Kame touching Jin more, after the fucking (and I'm calling it fucking though I'd rather call it sex because that really was fucking), and I think he should do it more as well.
Then Kame asks for Jin to sing again and he falls asleep and it's so unexpected and sort of nice that all of the mindfuckery kind of flew out of my head for a bit. He deserves some sleep, even if it's during the night that he can go do his secret ninja business.
Okay, again, the second fuck. I mean, the second fuck of the chapter, because technically that was the third fuck, overall. So, the second fuck. When Jin offered. Kame's more... less restrained. Lets himself go more, doesn't do all that holding back shit that got him hanging dry for five years. That's... I like that? I mean I'd rather not have him fuck Jin under these current circumstances, but, the letting go was... nice. Improvement? It's too bad that he's only open/honest with Jin after all the fucking, but at least he's telling Jin what's up, eventually. After an orgasm or two. This one's on the house. Oh fucking God, Jin, I really hate you for that. I just don't want Jin lowering himself like that, to not make fucking inappropriate jokes during a highly inappropriate situation because Jin is better than that and he should realize it already and get Kame to fucking stop.
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Date: 2013-02-01 07:35 pm (UTC)I had to split my comment.) Ah yes, THANK YOU for letting Jin tell Kame about the deal with Nakamaru. I'm sure Kame is, in some way, glad to know. Though in a lot of other ways probably not, considering Julie was behind Nakamaru's departure. But still. AND OH MY GOD I JUST REALIZED THAT MEANS NO MORE BEATBOX IN KAT-TUN'S SONGS. WHAT.Oh, and I also don't get the 'they walked away for him' line concerning Kimura?
Then, I really liked that Jin got in Kame's face right before the fucking. That he didn't hold back, didn't stop because it might not be a good idea to be like that towards Kame, that was nice. That was, I think, the only 'nice' thing about the whole fucking, even if Kame jerked Jin off after.
And I know it was probably a joke, but I just could not find the humor in the baseball player finding Kame too intense. I mean, there's enough shit you laid out for us to turn that into a joke, but I just... I was too mindfucked by how rough and intense Akame's fuck had been to find that funny. See, this is what you do to me. IF I CAN'T LAUGH AT JOKES LIKE THAT YOUR WRITING IS TOO GOOD AND YOU SHOULD JUST--
WELL I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU SHOULD DO. I WANT TO TELL YOU TO STOP WRITING BUT YOU TWO ARE SO AMAZING AND TALENTED THAT I COULD NEVER TELL YOU THAT, NOT EVEN FOR LAUGHS, BECAUSE I LOVE YOU FOR THIS STORY EVEN IF IT HAS ME SAYING "fuck fuck fuck" AT THE END OF A PARTICULAR FUCKED UP CHAPTER.
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Date: 2013-02-01 09:11 pm (UTC)And when I try to keep our people from making her job easier they go and call me the mean, unfeeling bastard. Jun can fuck whoever he wants, he can fuck all of JAL for all I care, but she's not getting Koki and she's not getting KAT-TUN, not while I have anything to do with it. And I don't care what anybody calls me."
THIS. I CAN'T. ;_; *HUGS HIM* He's finally being so honest which is GREAT (good job cracking him open some Jin!). He's being a jerk but for good reasons, if that makes any sense. It didn't bother me either that he was more rough with Jin and all his weird, bossy sex talk and calling him a slut (literally died btw, omg. X'D) because, unlike he has to be all day with JE, he doesn't have to be polite to Jin, he doesn't have to explain himself to Jin or play professional idol and he clearly reached his limit for being pleasant for the day. He can say what he wants, do what he wants, just finally act hows he feels and he knows Jin will deal haha, which is exactly what he does. Jin is literally like a stressball for him lol and in this chapter too for the first time it occurs to me that he really needs Jin. I guess maybe its more he needs sex lol but Jin kinda gives him more than that, not only does he respond to it properly, (Kame here also seemed like he wanted Jin to want him back, more than usual) but he gives him a beer, allows him to speak his mind, let's him have a cig and another round of sex to calm him down, sings for him AND lets him have a nap. Kame wouldn't get ANY of that from anyone else. And even though he didn't ask for any of that (well except the singing hee hee, cutie) he clearly appreciates it and I'm sure if he could, he would stay there. Those moments after the second round, where he actually held on to Jin's hand and just finally let down his guard for awhile, that's the person I think he wants to be. And it makes me really sad that he can't be that person for more than a few minutes before he jumps up and runs off to work. Because in his case, he really has no way out. Jin can get a better couple jobs and slowly rebuild his life back up to where he wants it to be, eventually. But Kame can't, he can't just take a day off or a vacation or quit, because if he's not there, everything that he's worked so hard to maintain will just collapse. And it's not fucking fair because he deserves to have a life, his own personal life. At least Jin has his kids and he has Pi back now. But Kame doesn't have anyone, sure he has Jin but he sees him once a week for around an hour. He deserves to see Jin every single day. (Can Julie get hit by that car pls. |D)
And I'll stop there since I can literally write an eight page essay on my Kame feels rn, OH BB LET ME HOLD YOU. Or let Jin do it, something. XD
And Jin <3333 JIIIIIIIIN HE'S SUCH A SWEETIE I CAN'T FINALLY HE REVEALS HIS KAME FEELS. Even though I liked it too when he called Kame out on his blackmailing/being his boy toy because he has a right to, I think he better understands Kame too. HE SHOULD HAVE NEVER LET HIM LEAVE DAMMIT!!! DX Congrats you guys for making me believe they can be more than sex buddies. :3 (Sex was great too btw but you already know that XD).
ALSO FAVORITE LINE: The things Jin will do for a fucked-out jerkish dude who's messing up his sheets. JIN ILU. BUT I LOVE KAME MORE. I'ma have to draw a doodle for this chappie some time in class this week, ha ha <33 This chapter made my weekend, srsly thanks guys <33
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:24 pm (UTC)I feel really really bad for him, more bad for him than I do for Jin tbh.
And right you are!
It didn't bother me either that he was more rough with Jin and all his weird, bossy sex talk and calling him a slut (literally died btw, omg. X'D) because, unlike he has to be all day with JE, he doesn't have to be polite to Jin, he doesn't have to explain himself to Jin or play professional idol and he clearly reached his limit for being pleasant for the day. He can say what he wants, do what he wants, just finally act hows he feels and he knows Jin will deal haha, which is exactly what he does.
Yup, and yup. Jin is actually dealing pretty well, and not all that passive here. And 'stressball' is exactly right. :D And what you're saying, that he needs more than sex from Jin and Jin is actually giving him more too, that made us grin big time. (It's a chapter with lots of sex, but we'd hoped it would come across that there's more than sex going on.)
Congrats you guys for making me believe they can be more than sex buddies.
Ha! Hahahhahaa ah ha ha! Our work here is done. *g*
Thank you for this lovely comment, and DOODLES! Can't wait! >_>
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Date: 2013-02-01 09:21 pm (UTC)like Dangerous Cator cuddling it to death. Scandal-ridden KAT-TUN? Oh? Please do tell more.Kame doesn't even know when he won't have to deal with bullshit for long enough to come over. Jin's not waiting of course not, Jin's just thinking of Kame and their…encounters every other waking second.
Jin's got no reason to care if the company's eating itself except when it means Kame has no time to see him.
"I could be at your place in half an hour," Kame says eventually. "If you're awake now." this is cute for some reason…maybe because I sort of picture Kame being overly nochalant, he's asking Jin if it's OK but Super!Kame doesn't ask he just makes statements and gives orders…
Let's see if Kame even remembers the beer this is so like when girlfriends test to see if their boyfriends were paying attention to what they were saying…
Jin's almost got to stop himself physically from undressing. because he can't wait or because Kame can now give telepathic orders?
The difference between us is that I don't leave my dirty laundry all over Tokyo like a horny teenager this made me picture hoards of paparazzi stalking Kame while he's trying to drop in on Jin…but then, Kame could probably threaten/bribe/talk his way out of anything.
"Would have spared you five years without," I love that this implies (to me anyway) that Jin has no problems believing they would have stayed together over all those years.
…Kame likes to talk during sex, that's kind of surprising actually, or maybe he's really so exhausted he's losing his self-control in more ways than one. Good thing Jin doesn't object to the dirty talking.
if Kame can fuck him and pay him and hold him he wants Kame to hold him!!
Kame doesn't know everything, Kame would never let Jin hold him and that means he's dumb too like, Kame doesn't know abt Jin's feelings for him? Does that mean Jin knows abt Jin's feelings for Kame?...Is Jin calling Kame dumb is he doesn't see how perfect they would be together? Because I absolutely agree.
He thought I was 'too intense' For trying to find half an hour to meet up in a week? I can kind of see where this guy is coming from and I'm glad he bowed out and Kame looked Jin up.
I've got no time for wimps anyway not that I'm calling Jin a wimp
unless when it comes to hard work and anything scarybut…what exactly is Kame's standard when it comes to "wimps"?she's not getting Koki and she's not getting KAT-TUN, not while I have anything to do with it. And I don't care what anybody calls me this line is so much love I want to put Kame in my pocket and protect him from everything.
Half an hour of fucking your brains out, and Kame's looking tight and wired anyway. Mean, unfeeling bastard …because Jin wants to wear Kame out…And that last sentence,, I can see Jin pouting and thinking he's worth more expended energy.
Kame looks somewhere between crazed and alert Revenge is best served cold Kame-chan.
this then reminded of Kame's chef drama from SDWSMAP and Kimura - will we find out eventually why they walked away and why they're working/talking with Kame?
This one's on the house…and that's enough both of them should just admit they would enjoy the sex more without money changing hands. Kame's just worried abt Jin's financial situation if he didn't help out.
if he sleeps, Kame might sleep in, might lose this... whatever. So hey, night shift Because Jin cares and he's getting good at thinking of everything and taking care of people.
When I sleep... I'm not awake."…yes Kame, sleep is when you're not awake…and Jin says the next 2 lines in a calm, steady tone, as if he's talking to his daughter…
Or maybe, Jin lets himself think, as though he doesn't want to take it Jin definitely has ulterior motives/wishes about Kame and has admitted them to himself!!!
This comment exploded and took ages and I had to go back and edit stuff out because it was too long and it still looks like an essay...
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:25 pm (UTC)Jin's just thinking of Kame and their…encounters every other waking second.
But only every other! He'll have you know!
this is cute for some reason…maybe because I sort of picture Kame being overly nochalant, he's asking Jin if it's OK but Super!Kame doesn't ask he just makes statements and gives orders…
We think it's cute for exactly that reason. :-) Poor guy, it's hard to be a jerk all the time!
because he can't wait or because Kame can now give telepathic orders?
Because Kame is looking at him like it would be a Very Bad Idea to displease him. We wouldn't like to be on the receiving end of one of those looks...
I love that this implies (to me anyway) that Jin has no problems believing they would have stayed together over all those years.
HA! :D
…Kame likes to talk during sex, that's kind of surprising actually, or maybe he's really so exhausted he's losing his self-control in more ways than one. Good thing Jin doesn't object to the dirty talking.
No, he really doesn't object. :-) It's new for him but then, lots of this is.
For trying to find half an hour to meet up in a week?
No, for... you see how Kame is here? With the stress and distance and coldness and vengefulness and the kind of sex he likes? Not everyone has it in him to date that, is what that was. *g*
but…what exactly is Kame's standard when it comes to "wimps"?
Right there, everybody who's not as tough as him and who has these weak impulses called 'feelings' and scary emotional needs. (But he's also talking about a guy who dumped him, so take his assessment with a grain of salt.)
More on SMAP later, we promise. And we're glad Kame's little outburst seems to have given you a fuller picture of what his life is like. *g*
WE LOVE ESSAYS. Thank you kindly! ♥♥♥♥
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Date: 2013-02-01 10:30 pm (UTC)Cat... sure, Koki's always had a zoo at his house.
Yes. Because Koki's fantastic ♥ And sdfgjk what the hell, he would never intentionally hurt an animal ;;------; Where do these rumours come from!? It's so much stress for nothing and it's sadly infuriating. No wonder Kame's going crazy.
"And you don't think that's a bit of an asshole move?" He doesn't even know, he doesn't really care, but this... "A bit rich coming from you?"
Yup, pretty rich. What the hell, Kame. I get it that it works, of course it works, but... Just what the hell. What right does Kame have to... AHHHH I WANT TO HIT HIM SO HARD. Fucking asshole. He gets way too icy and ruthless when he's stressed to his limits and treated unfairly. The guy really needs a damn break. With him being so miserable, is it even worth it to fight his battle so hard? He'd be better off quitting. The problem is that it probably never even seriously occurred to him. Damn guy doesn't know when to give up and not give his everything.
Kame makes a low, airless sound when he stills at the end. "I should have fucked you years ago," he says. "Maybe kept you in line." His hands on Jin's hips are hard like he wants to do it now. "Would have spared you a whole lot of trouble."
"Would have spared you five years without," Jin says, and his fingers clench on the sheet when Kame pulls back in response, comes back rough.
All this sex was so gruesome ;;____; It's hard to enjoy it when it's all kinds of fucked up and nasty and just way too rough. It's good that Jin's fine with just taking it to make Kame relax at least a little bit but... KAME, get your shit together ;;______; You're not coming to Jin for a random fuck. If he hasn't had sex for five years before coming to Jin of all people, it's quite obvious he's yearning for more than just... If he'd just fucking calm down and stop being an ass. Jin is already being pretty nice to him. Sure, he opens up a bit and isn't always bad, he has his brief, tender moments which give me painful glimpses of hope but... KAME, STOP BEING SO DAMN ICY. You aren't helping yourself. Trying to convince yourself that Jin is just a hot object to fuck emotionlessly won't work forever.
Decades ago, Jin would have drawn whiskers on him or stuck a spoon in his mouth. Now he wonders if he has a blanket and how to get it over him without waking him up.
♥♥♥ Jin, stop being so sweet ;;______; It feels unfair. So Kame pays you and you let him get his aggression out on you and then you care for him so gently? Ugh. It's not a fair distribution. Kame has no trouble throwing his bills at Jin, whereas it just isn't good for Jin to be treated so inhumanely. Kame'd better snap out of it soon.
Kame shakes his head, opens his mouth, shakes his head again. "But I wasn't ready yet, it's... I can't just sleep," he says reasonably.
"Why?"
"Because..." He bites his lip, and his eyes get stuck on Jin's ear or thereabouts. "When I sleep... I'm not awake."
AND AGAIN I JUSt WANT TO CRY. WHY. JUST WHY. So the damn guy can't even fucking sleep in peace ;;A; Okay, he's never been good at that to be honest but... It was less than an hour. What's with the reaction. Kame's seriously going to snap with really bad consequences soon and that makes me really worried. Someone should drag him out of the country for a long (and possibly never-ending) break.
Fantastic fic ♥ It's so damn gritty and nasty that I hate it but that just makes me respect and love it more. I'm weird, okay. I like seeing the ugly side of things. There isn't enough great stuff like that around.
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:25 pm (UTC)We don't know. We just ended up that way. Maybe something went wrong in our childhoods.
Kame makes me want to cry. You've really screwed him over
IT WASN'T US. *sulk* Okay, okay, but we also... sent him Jin's way again? ;____;
It's hard to enjoy it when it's all kinds of fucked up and nasty and just way too rough.
HMMMMMMM. Kame would beg to differ, and honestly, Jin kinda would too. >_>
We have a bit of a different perspective on how Jin is being treated here, but it was very interesting for us to read your reaction, it's always very fascinating how that stuff comes across and what different people expect. ♥
It's a bit of a gritty ride, yeah
despite ice cream ducks, so we're very curious what you'll make of it in the end, and we're very happy you enjoy it despite/because of the grit! :D(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-02 12:33 am (UTC)i'm not good in commenting with long comment, but dear.... i love this.
it's complicated but nice. getting more intense. XD
well, i should let Jin brush his teeth now and comeback again later :)
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-02 01:55 am (UTC)I COULD DIE A HAPPY DEATH RIGHT NOW !!!
And sorry I pathetically suck at commenting. Actually feel ashamed to give a bad comment like this to the wonderful chapter ;_____; Oh God, forgive me.
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-02 05:36 am (UTC)IMO, this has been the best of the best chapter (so far..)!
I'd like to write a long commentary but I'm afraid I'd just bore you guys so here's just a short summary..
Koki setting a cat on fire? No fucking way! Koki's an angel! Bad Julie for trying to sabotage Kame again after Maru's fiasco. I'm really, really, hating her right now.
Kame's not his job. Jin's not waiting.
Yeah, right. Jin in denial. He's SO looking forward to his "playdates" with Kame.
The call at midnight... I wasn't expecting AkaKame smut, twice at that, for at least another chapter so thanks for the surprise guys! :)))
And Kame's getting a bit "defrosted" by Jin's baka questions so I guess it's good. He's starting to become human again. XD
I'm actually feeling sorry for Kame. I now get why he has such a huge stick up his ass.. He was forced to shed off his idol persona and put on Lex Luthor, super boss. All these, just so he could protect KAT-TUN..Poor guy. Even sleeping is a big no-no for him..
I'll just stop here.. Thanks so much!!!
(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-03 01:26 pm (UTC)Yeah, okay. We'd be totally bored. Oh, and we should go and shorten all the chapters, we wouldn't want to bore you either!! :p
We like 'defrosting'. :-) And we feel sorry for Kame too. Jerks can have hard lives!
(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-02 01:07 pm (UTC)When Jin pulled out the "you want something else?" I cheered, cos Kame looks like he needs it pretty bad. That's also when I started writing this comment. Something I should've done ages ago.
"You know what we don't do anymore?" Kame says.
We know what you guys do *now*.
"You don't look like that's a bad deal."
Kame smiles, a smile that acknowledges Jin's point but has a 'but' attached. "Can you sing something?"
:*) And it's Murasaki! Murasaki for fucked-out dudes!
YAY HOO!
Many moments made this a killer chapter for me. Kame feeling enough at ease to fall asleep while Jin plays the song -- Granted, this precious nap's been a long time coming for someone currently going up against Julie. But I loved that, I loved how things switched around and ended with the singing this time, I loved acoustic Murasaki which teeters off at the end to Jin just looking at him. For me what's been surprisingly satisfying to read has to be how swiftly Jin went from being easily agitated, to now having a blunt, fearless-and-not-even-guilty-about-it attitude towards both Kame and this thing they have. So, I also love this Jin who's just been serving winner after winner (after wiener) in the past couple of chapters.
Short question bout the attitude change towards Kame paying for rent, if we're still calling it that: have Jin's reasons been revealed? Felt like he went with it quite nonchalantly, then it escalated, and BAM. I have an inkling why...but I don't know how to word it out...which probably means I don't know. Guessing it has something to do with what happened in the interim years. Or not? Well the Jin here seems to be as lonely, unloved and untouched since things fell apart for him, so it's nice to see he's getting some. Some lurrrve.
At this point I think we all just feel for Kame's sanity, seeing how he manages to be so on-edge in private but doing an otherwise perfect PR job in public. Looking forward to reading bout the relationships between him and the other members, how it is now. Solo Ueda ads, Your Lord Koki being maligned (he doesn't have cats anymore?!?), Junno and his girl attending couple switcheroo parties. If we have to find out through Jin interacting with them a la Nakamaru and his eco-friendly apartment lifesyle, even better!
Was this a long comment or whut? Cos it was a joy typing out. Thanks for the story, ladies!
- J.
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:26 pm (UTC)What a great comment! Thank you for taking the plunge, this was great and very rewarding for us to read. Romantic -- we'd actually call it that too, only we're pervs and slightly deranged sometimes, so we're never surprised when nobody agrees.
When Jin pulled out the "you want something else?" I cheered, cos Kame looks like he needs it pretty bad.
He did!! He does! Poor sex-starved touch-starved stress-bomb!
For me what's been surprisingly satisfying to read has to be how swiftly Jin went from being easily agitated, to now having a blunt, fearless-and-not-even-guilty-about-it attitude towards both Kame and this thing they have.
*_____* Thank you!
So, I also love this Jin who's just been serving winner after winner (after wiener) in the past couple of chapters.
OMG LOL! Wonderful way of putting it. :-)
Short question bout the attitude change towards Kame paying for rent, if we're still calling it that: have Jin's reasons been revealed? Felt like he went with it quite nonchalantly, then it escalated, and BAM.
No, not revealed as such. Stuff happened for Jin and he went with it in a fairly unreflected manner, so far. We're curious what your inkling is; Jin will definitely think about the sex part more. The money thing itself... it just turned into a 'practical afterthought' because of the way Kame is in general. (Like, this chapter is the only time where Kame tries (!) to use the money angle to 'threaten' Jin, and it's kind of pathetic and backfires and he totally lets it go. Kame may be on a general powertrip and call Jin a whore when they're fucking, but he doesn't really try to use the money to control or humiliate Jin. And that's pretty relevant to how relevant the money angle feels to Jin. /overexplainy authors)
Well the Jin here seems to be as lonely, unloved and untouched since things fell apart for him, so it's nice to see he's getting some. Some lurrrve.
Heeee, yes.
This was a totally awesome comment, and welcome to the lair!
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Date: 2013-02-02 01:28 pm (UTC)I already already squealed with glee when Jin considered to let Kame gag him or tie him up for the fare of a plain ticket to Pi. Jin is so beautifully not ashamed to whore himself out to Kame ...
This is because he knows deep down in his heart that in truth it is nothing like this, or so much more.
And from there it got better and better!
I really love how Kame said he should have fucked him years ago, the postcoital fighting, Jin somehow always keeping the upper hand, or so it feels to me. Then Kame blackmailing Matsumo for being gay! I love Lex Luthor Kame. But then he can't sleep because when he sleeps ... he is not awake. Oh Kame!
I need to get back and read it again. There was just too much going on for my poor brain to keep track of.
Like I said before - just WOW!
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Date: 2013-02-03 01:27 pm (UTC)HA! We're pleased now. *g*
Jin is so beautifully not ashamed to whore himself out to Kame ...
*___* We're glad you approve of his lifestyle choices. >_> (And you've totally got him right on his reasons, too.)
Jin somehow always keeping the upper hand, or so it feels to me.
US TOO! And it's highly relevant.
Thank you for this very lovely comment and letting us know some things are coming across just right. :DD
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Date: 2013-02-02 06:57 pm (UTC)bring on more cold pricklies [i may, just, be starting to figure what you mean by this.. nice in small doses. like chilli in chocolate ^^].
am still re-reading. it's just so good. but am going to be a wimp this week and just leave it as read that this is another unf chappie to an already very unf fic #leloquence.
now .. is that a jemima puddle-duck i hear quacking..? [sorry, but i love your duck, like i did your hamster. and today was a goose day XDDD].
(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-03 01:27 pm (UTC)Cold pricklies all over!
Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2013-02-02 10:36 pm (UTC)I'm ashamed to comment only now, as I devoured all the chapters and I felt million of different feelings.
But as I'm emotionally here, at the seventh week, I feel better to start from here and then I'll back-comment, later.
First of all, this story is w.o.n.d.e.r.f.u.l.
It's claustrophobic, tense.. but also sweet, sorrowful and I can't stop worrying all the time.
I'm sorry for Jin, for all the failures he had to face and for the sort of limbo he is in. But now that the story progressed, I feel even more worried for Kame, that is clearly livilng a hell.
It's painful for me to see him so cold, always tense, neurotic, paranoid.
I thought Kame went to Jin in order to save him (ok, humiliate and submit him AND then save him)
Now it seems to me that Kame arrived to Jin's small and dirty apartment like a shipwrecked arrives to the beach that will save his life.
What can I say? I follow every day in Jin's life with emotion. When Kame speaks to him in a bad way, I cringe. When Meisa let the money decides if he can see his children or not, I get indignant. When he's able to reconnect with Pi, I feel moved..
Thank you so much for this great story, it is really something special..
Hugs!
C.
(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-03 01:27 pm (UTC)This was a lovely comment, you chapter-gobbler, and claustrophobic, tense.. but also sweet, sorrowful and I can't stop worrying all the time pleases us immensely, because we're S like that.
It's painful for me to see him so cold, always tense, neurotic, paranoid.
You and Jin. You two can form the Turtle Protection League. :D
I thought Kame went to Jin in order to save him (ok, humiliate and submit him AND then save him)
Now it seems to me that Kame arrived to Jin's small and dirty apartment like a shipwrecked arrives to the beach that will save his life.
This is so perfect on ALL levels. You have no idea. *g*
We're glad you're reading and enjoying, and we're looking forward to anything else you have to say about the story! And hey, you know what? We'll see you in less than a month!! ♥♥♥♥♥
(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-06 04:58 pm (UTC)Tanaka Koki, animal abuse.
I WENT "WHAT?!" AT THAT. Because Koki would never intentionally hurt an animal ;;---;
suspected of setting a cat on fire
Well, that would've been a really Dangerous Cat, then. *bricked* But I'm so happy he really didn't do it T_____T I never know with you two, the way you've messed up Kame... DD:
They'd send Kame pictures and Kame would be jealous.
8DD <3
"You're out of your mind," Kame says, but Jin's not missing the fact that he's still sitting there with his beer and that he told Jin about the baseball player.
Jin's not dumb <3
He gives Kame time, too, a few more drags. He can watch the tension slip out of Kame's limbs. He empties his bottle and holds it out to Kame when the ash needs tapping.
This is really lovely ;www; <3
Kame's fingertips on his knuckles, his wrist, where the skin is soft, a curl that reaches deep inside him. Kame looking like he can't reach deep enough.
*___________________*
"I'm still slick," he says.
And Kame's hard, pretty much instantly. His glare turns stormy.
Ahaha, look who's in control ;DD <3
"Because..." He bites his lip, and his eyes get stuck on Jin's ear or thereabouts. "When I sleep... I'm not awake."
I laughed at that. Out loud. And then I read Tanttu's comment about it and now it makes me want to cry instead ;;______; It really feels like Kame's at the verge of a mental breakdown.
I think this was the chapter Tanttu warned me about. How Kame's with sex... it hurts. That he's calling Jin a whore and a slut. That he's being so rough. I think he doesn't like it one bit when he feels like Jin's the one in control. He doesn't like Jin's attitude. Except that he does like it but because it makes him feel less in control it freaks him out. I got a feeling that that was why Kame was suddenly like that with the sex. That, and he's just so stressed out. He needs to let it out somehow or he goes insane. Like somehow at the same time he wants to be in control of Jin and more importantly himself, but I think he also likes it that Jin's... got attitude. That he's Jin. That he's far from a wimp. That he's not scared of Kame. And that might be confusing even Kame himself.
I'm a little scared of Kame, though. I have a feeling that he might just snap any moment. And you know, he kind of did? With suddenly being so... just rough with Jin.
But then... then Kame's let it out and he's almost sweet with Jin. Talking to him. Asking him to sing to him again. Just staying there and letting Jin offer him a cigarette instead of being all icy and just leaving. That speaks volumes, that he stays after the sex.
And he fell asleep! To Jin's singing! ;www; *melts* And Jin is so sweet to him too... How do these two even work out like this?! How is Jin so sweet to Kame after he's fucked him like that? Obviously Jin likes it too, but how... just... Go figure XDD But I really do love this fic so much.
<3
(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-06 07:44 pm (UTC)Jin is really not dumb. Just sometimes a little naive. And not in this case. :)
Glad you like our little fluffmorsels. :D
I laughed at that. Out loud. And then I read Tanttu's comment about it and now it makes me want to cry instead ;;______;
Yeah, it's really more sad... though otoh, kind of funny... in a sad way. Um. An 'Oh, Kame...' moment. >_>
Yeah, it would be the chapter you got warned about. Well, he's never really been gentle (his way of dealing with an anal virgin is really not that gentle) but he doesn't hold back here and it probably shows more because he wants Jin to know/feel it more.
He needs to let it out somehow or he goes insane.
We just loved your comment, btw. :DDD
He definitely likes Jin's attitude, mostly because yes, he's Jin and that's important, but also because if Jin didn't give him attitude, if Jin was scared, he (Kame) couldn't go this far, he'd have to hold back when he really, really doesn't want to and doesn't have the energy to.
How is Jin so sweet to Kame after he's fucked him like that? Obviously Jin likes it too,
And there is your answer. XD
We're happy you love it even though Kame gets scary. He doesn't mean it, the poor little woobie. ;p
Thank you for this lovely comment!
(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-10 11:10 am (UTC)Poor Koki, but Jin is caring about the turtle. *____*
I guess that there are oppressed feelings from Jin into the game and the increasing feelings for Kame. Don't see why he should care for Kame otherwise. Ok, being themselves, but that's in connection with their history as well.
We are getting more information with nearly each update, but it's just not enough to get the whole background and how everything will be brought together in the end. Damn, scavenger hunt.
he checks the TV, but nothing seems to be moving.
What exactly is different that nothing moves. Now it's concerning KT directly and Kame blocked all information channels to the TV? They are only talking about the article, but no new information gets in. It should be in Julie interest that it gets blown up, but it's not happening. Is she getting desperate? o.o
Later in the evening, a company spokesperson issues a full denial on the cat affair, but nothing more.
Kame on the move in JE. Be aware if you like your head or you'll find it rolling.
"I got held up at the office," Kame snaps, and what's he doing being pissy here?
Stress relief, let's have fun with Jin. I guess there's no end to the Julie drama and it will be a hot showdown till then. Kame's reaction will be really interesting. I'm expecting some kind of breakdown.
Yeah, doesn't that go for many things. He takes the bottle, just like he took Jin, bad ideas all around, and Jin's pulsing with power.
Thank you. Power play~
"That looks good on you," Kame says from some distance.
what exactly is looking good on Jin? I don't get you here. T_T
Jin on all fours? o.o?
End of a long day. Of a long five, twenty-five years. Whatever.
End of 25 years pinning for Jin? o.o? why 25?
[…] up, against his chest and Jin goes with it,[…]
Yeah, lost again at the visuals. o.o Sorry, not working with me @_@
I'd get it when Kame was sitting on a chair, or them standing, but Jin is lying on the group? Kame's body is in what kind of position? @_@ still on the ground? What…. T___T
Everything's been dry so long, dry and lonely. Kame strokes him easy, long leisurely strokes and it's like water in spring, everything opening up, growing and filling and he can't breathe, it's too much, it's…
Oh god, this is flowery. I'm either shaking my head or laughing. XDDD
Jin doesn't argue the point, it's a dumb point, because Kame doesn't know everything, Kame would never let Jin hold him and that means he's dumb too.
Hello feelings. :D
He wonders how it worked for Kame before, if it was always snatches of time here and there, if they fought as much.
Considering this to be a relationship, I see.
Sex and Jin making Kame softer and more informative. Information. *____*
Do you miss it sometimes?" he asks.
The first time I read this I referred it to missing his life as an idol and was all NOOOOOO, WHYYY till I understood that they are only talking about he cigarettes.
"Yeah. Of course. They walked away for him."
Him refers to SMAP walking away for Maru from JE or SMAP walking away for Kimtaku? o.o?
All out confused again. ;_;
The things Jin will do for a fucked-out jerkish dude who's messing up his sheets.
Jerkish dude he kind of likes.
Kame is out like a light.
Overworking himself for years.
he fishes out four more notes
We are talking about 10.000¥ notes right?
Or maybe, Jin lets himself think, as though he doesn't want to take it.
Rooting for the kissing! or some more non-functional touching that gets mentioned!
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Date: 2013-02-11 06:10 pm (UTC)No new information. No statements and stuff.
Stress relief, let's have fun with Jin. I guess there's no end to the Julie drama and it will be a hot showdown till then.
The Julie drama will be with you for a bit longer, yes. The upside is that Kame will need more stress relief. *__*
what exactly is looking good on Jin? I don't get you here. T_T
Jin on all fours? o.o?
Give the jellyfish some plankton! ^^ See, it's not that hard. :)
End of 25 years pinning for Jin? o.o? why 25?
Seriously? It's 2023. Last time we looked, you were the mathematician here.
I'd get it when Kame was sitting on a chair, or them standing, but Jin is lying on the group?
Hm, now that you mention it, this story has so far been greatly lacking in gang bangs...
We are talking about 10.000¥ notes right?
Would you find 1.000¥ notes plausible? *g* We try not to specify because of inflation, but you can probably do the math on what Kame would pay for a hotel room. :p
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Date: 2013-02-18 02:14 pm (UTC)Don’t tell me, Julie again. >___> OMG! And people call Kame cold and ruthless.
But it’s sweet how Jin worries again that Kame won’t be able to sleep and how stressed and pissed he must be now. Jin should’ve sent him an email or something instead of just considering to call. But then again, don’t go on the turtle’s nerves when things are like that.
Jin’s not waiting.
Nah, he just doesn’t know yet that he’s not waiting.
Well, at least he really looked for new jobs and all. :) Guess that makes him feel better, too.
It would be great if Jin could meet Pi again! They have so much to catch up on and it’s just easier when you see each other in person. And well, I’m sure Jin would feel even better afterwards. But funny, that Jin is contemplating to get tied up by Kame to afford that plane ticket. Hey, I guess Kame wouldn’t say no if Jin begged for it. *g*
They'd send Kame pictures and Kame would be jealous.
And everything would feel a little as if they were 16 again and it would be so much fun and even when Jin is with Pi, he would think of Kame and everything would be nice and sweet and awesome and Jin would be really happy again.
"Hello?" Jin says, sounding cool, and exhaling slowly when it's actually Kame's voice at the other end.
Still a bit confused after the napping, huh? ♥
Half an hour's notice in the middle of the night, and Jin doesn't know what he finds most outrageous about all of this.
Maybe the fact that he doesn’t know why exactly Kame still wants to come by after that day or the fact that he doesn’t really say ‘No, fuck you, I’m already asleep!’ though he could and he doesn’t know why?
But I think it helps Kame to have somebody he can talk to about all the shit that’s going on. Or, well let off steam in uhm… more than one way. Though I assume there’s no one else Kame talks to about the whole stuff like he does with Jin. Because he can’t really offend Jin with what he’s saying and Jin won’t talk to anybody about all this so nobody has something they can use against Kame and make Kame look bad. Also Jin is still worried and caring about Kame and I guess that that puts Kame at ease a lot even though he wouldn’t admit it just yet or doesn’t really see it yet.
The whole conversation with Jun is pretty amusing considering where Kame is and what he’s about to do and with who. But this is a very smart move of Kame. Letting it seem like Jun owes him one because Kame knows his dirty secrets and doesn’t just spill them out like Julie would for sure had she some real evidence about Kame being gay and seeing Jin and all. But I disagree with Jin about the asshole move thing. Because it’s not. It’s an asshole move to claim that probably the softest animal loving softie of J&A burns a cat, but it’s not an asshole move to make someone deny a rumour by blackmailing them. (Well okay, in general this would be an asshole move, but I think in this situation it’s just the smartest thing Kame can do.) And I think it wouldn’t be good at all for Kame to blow up Arashi although he could, because that would really piss off Julie and who knows what she will do to him then, because she’s way crueler than Kame could ever be. And I guess Kame knows that. So for him this reactive strategy is way better than throwing with dirt himself and in addition to that it’s nice because Julie’s plans backfired and actually turned Jun against her. (At least I hope everything went smoothly and the whole thing is cleared out now?)
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Date: 2013-02-18 02:15 pm (UTC)(I think they should really kiss soon. >___> Or well, be ready to kiss when both of them have sorted out that this isn’t just about sex anymore. /random)
And I also love how Jin enjoys to tease Kame and how he loves to show Kame that at least in that little apartment, Kame doesn’t have to control himself. Or well, that in there it’s fine if Kame just lets it go and it will stay between those 4 walls that Kame can’t always be Mr. Perfectly in control of himself.
…what if he won't remember, what if he's too pissed off to care it's only Jin's second time.
No, Kame wouldn’t do that, Jin. He might be pissed, but he doesn’t really want to hurt you. ♥ He just has some kinks, okay? (Unless this is Mr. Turtle and his stress malfunctions speaking again)
End of a long day. Of a long five, twenty-five years.
Yeah end of a long 25 years in which he couldn’t have Jin, but now he can. ♥
The sex was just damn hot. With Kame and his dirty talk and Jin not minding it. The way Jin just goes with it and how they fit and all. With Kame’s hidden compliments all over and the way he is losing it a little, the way he subtly opens up to Jin about how much he actually desires him. This is all dirty and sweet and hot and fluffy, and thank you, I have brain again. T__T
Kame wants him just like this and Jin still doesn't care.
Why would he? He enjoys it! ♥
And he even wants to hold Kame. And be held by him and awwww. (That as well as the kissing they should do, too. >__> At least there’s an indirect kiss there. #lol)
I still like their postcoital fights. *g*
Because well, they actually talk and Jin gets to know some things about Kame and what he’s up to and this is very important!
"He played for the Giants."
Sakamoto Hayato? *__*
It’s cool how Jin dares to ask more about Kame. How he’s both interested and also nosy. And how he actually cares about Kame and tries to find out what his motives are.
When he starts about the whole thing with Jun it sounds a little like he is afraid Kame might end up on the wrong path and that Kame won’t be better than Julie if he continues like that. And Jin just doesn’t really want that, but he doesn’t see yet what Kame’s real plan is and what his intensions are. There are still some holes in the clouds after all.
I like how Jin manages to ease Kame’s tension. That he lets that outburst happen, because Kame has so much on his mind he can’t really share with anyone and I guess it’s pretty much eating up the little turtle, but Jin is there and cares and listens and then manages that Kame calms down.
And I am really glad Jin talked to Kame about Nakamaru. I guess Kame didn’t see that coming and it might just fuel Kame’s anger but… maybe for Kame this could be an important piece of another puzzle only Jin doesn’t know yet? And God, don’t tell me that Julie manipulated some girl to get Nakamaru out of the band or something like that! #paranoidanniahead
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Date: 2013-02-25 12:36 pm (UTC)I love how Jin's brain has Kame so closely associated with him and Pi there. Akamepi, revamped. xD
Kame and the phone call with Jun, that was all kinds of whoa when I first read it. It's one thing to suspect Kame might have to play dirty to keep up with Julie, and another thing entirely to see him do it. Though, to my shame, I found it kind of awesome. >.> In a sharp and mean and matter-of-fact, like-a-boss!way, and this: "But I always support ambition". Gah. I love it when people aren't black and white. ♥
There's Kame, superboss, standing there like he can't move either way between Jin and the door, still as a rock and shaking in his skin, Jin can feel it.
This whole passage, with Jin realizing the power he has over Kame, that they are not on as unequal grounds as he thought, that was great, and so nicely written *-*:
He's drunk, soaring high, flaunting and baiting and every time Kame swallows it jolts under his skin. "For a moment there I thought your hands were shaking."
And then Kame took over and said that thing he said, and GAME OVER for my brain. xD
What's a moan, if Kame can fuck him and pay him and hold him, and he's right there and Jin can thrust up for what he needs because Kame just gives it to him, and he's held and he's warm and he doesn't care.
Love how you build in all these stepping stones throughout the story for Jin later coming to realize a) he likes what Kame's doing, 2) he doesn't care that, by most people's standards, he should neither want this nor not feel ashamed, c) Kame knows what Jin wants and will provide for it. It's a tricky concept you've got going with the whole D/S undertones, but it works so well for me in this story because it doesn't pop out of nowhere, and Jin doesn't just change overnight from the Jin in the beginning to a Jin who can say, "OH HAY how about you tell me what to do because I'm so into that". It makes for a great reading experience, imo. ^^
Kame would never let Jin hold him and that means he's dumb too.
Jin, squishable as alway. ♥
One slow, careful inhalation, and he holds it, and holds; finally blows it away from Jin, and is still looking in the opposite direction when he says, "Thank you."
this image, and the "thank you", gah, idekw but I just love it, and love imagining it.
Kame's fingertips on his knuckles, his wrist, where the skin is soft, a curl that reaches deep inside him. Kame looking like he can't reach deep enough.
asdadf so sweet and sad and such a contrast to the sex. The hair-touching, with Jin smiling, and the singing and Kame sleeping as Jin watches. Also, all the talking, how much closer they get in this chapter, that was so nice to read.
Kame raises his eyebrows. It looks like a lot of work. But he doesn't argue. Good man.
Lol, I just really like their dynamic.
"An hour." Kame's face is a study in quiet horror.
Oh Kame. Once everything is over, he should sleep for a week or so. But probably won't.
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Date: 2013-03-04 08:35 pm (UTC)Yes, totally. That was one reason why we really wanted to show it. It would have been dishonest, in a way, not to do that. In some respects Kame is little better than Julie, it's all dirty political games, and you have to be tough to stick it out. Boss!Kame is tough.
This whole passage, with Jin realizing the power he has over Kame, that they are not on as unequal grounds as he thought, that was great, and so nicely written *-*:
:DDDD Jin is starting to learn. About power, about Kame. He just had to find the right approach.
And then Kame took over and said that thing he said, and GAME OVER for my brain. xD
We are so inordinately proud of ourselves, you have no idea. Our porn! Our dirty talk! It works! :D
It's a tricky concept you've got going with the whole D/S undertones, but it works so well for me in this story because it doesn't pop out of nowhere, and Jin doesn't just change overnight from the Jin in the beginning to a Jin who can say, "OH HAY how about you tell me what to do because I'm so into that". It makes for a great reading experience, imo. ^^
Okay, you're the first person to even call it D/s. Which we note with a LOT of interest. *g*
We are delighted it's working for you and we are grinning our evil little heads off.
Lol, I just really like their dynamic.
Akanishi Jin, your bitch in bed and rolling over you like a big round panda outside it.
Yes, Kame should so totally sleep. :(
Thank you for this awesome comment!