[PiKame fic] Ain't It Funny?
Title: Ain’t it Funny?
Genre: Romance, drama
Rating: PG-17
Pairing: Pikame
Author: ai_happy4lucky
Summary: It’s funny how things doesn’t work your way. But it’s even more funny when things should be works out while you’re busy thinking. And the most funny and kinda relieved one is when you say ‘Thank God it’s not too late’
A/N:
Preamble=
I begin to miss this pairing.
Background of problem=
these two are my favorite Jyannis now and ever. And when they formed in Shuji to Akira, I was glad as hell, as I know they will be together perform song and dance, moreover acting in the same drama-with Yamapi as Akira and I didn’t stop smiling seeing him act as crack and dorky character, also kind of gay, when he touch Kame, I mean Shuji all over like that-it was too much to take but simply pleasurable alright! XD
Resolution=
so I made fic as my temporary herb and kinda hope that Shuji to Akira will form again (which is kinda impossible with percentage under 1% unless Jhonny broke out and got no other way to save his financial problem unless he use his other last weapon, which none other than a temporary group that made unusual break-through at it age called Shuji to Akira. And again, it’s just my opinion, tough…)
So just dream, fella, because without dream you got nothing.
Ain’t it Funny?
Showers were always a luxury in JE building. Kame had always known this, he felt it too, the hot drizzle running gently down his back, the calming steam making the air warm and sticky all around him…But, it was lonely.
Kame sighed as he ran a hand through his wet hair. The water seemed to get just a little bit colder. He hope that his band member was still somewhere around. Kame decided to go ask Koki or someone to go shopping or something after his hair was done drying. But it seems like everyone had go to various place after schedule done, unusually thing when Kame always had at least one of them not far from his side.
The water that was pooling around Kame’s feet was growing colder, and his toes probably already resembled prunes. Showers had that ‘dreamy’ effect on him. Where part of his mind focused on cleaning himself, and the other…recalling and thinking.
Nobody will ever think that he, Kamenashi Kazuya, still virgin and untouched. Well, too much of that, he has technically untouched, alright, but still virgin? Nobody would have thought. Maybe it’s just his bad luck to place him in the same group with bunch of obsessive-protective-freaks. No wonder he looks like the most normal person among his band member. Whenever he go out in some occasion or something, Nakamaru will make sure that somebody will be around to watch him. And among four of them, Jin or Koki were probably the most freaks who freaks enough to happily take this job. Good things Ueda had thought Kame as a mature guy and never bother to guard him all the way like the others did.
Kame really didn’t mind with that at first, but as the things works out, he began to search for some freedom. And surprisingly, he found that with his friend’s bestfriend. There’s something special about him, even he always around, Kame didn’t find it bother him as much as his band mate did, maybe because Yamapi wasn’t obsessively protect him like he was easy-to-break porcelain. Yamapi was generous, honest, can be mature and childish at the same way, he’s a little stubborn but Kame found that kinda cute, and he’s always an optimist, also selfless-think about others and all. He always treats Kame like brother or more, perhaps, because Kame began to reconsider that there’s no person who would touch and hug his brother in…rather passionately, he must said. And the most thing Kame like is, whenever he gaze at those deep brown eyes, he will found peace. There’s a part of him that wanted to make Yamapi for himself. That was selfish of him.
He reached for the moist metal and shut off the water. If he went out, would somebody come after him-to look after him? But not like in the way his band member would do, the truth was, Kame wanted someone to look after him, to protect him out of affection not obsession. (And get them not being smashed up in physically or psychologically). That, too, was selfish of him.
Kame blushed deeply as his heart jolted almost painfully. Funny what a simple thought can do. Damn that wasn’t fair. Relationships weren’t supposed to work that way. If things were totally one-sided, he would just end up…losing another piece of his world.
Kame’s fist came in hard contact with the tile of the shower. When did he begin getting so angry at this? Sure, he wanted to be around Yamapi-God knows he loved it-but there was no way things could work out. That was most certainly a given. Not if he never stepped across the threshold of a crush and admitted how he fel-
Hell no! This was not his fault-he had made all the right advances-it was Yamapi! Fuck his own hesitation, it was Yamapi that wasn’t making an advance, it was Yamapi who was hesitating, and it was Yamapi whose feelings he should be questioning-not himself.
Then again, Kame is just defending himself. Maybe he’s a dumb who got no courage to tell his dying love. And there’s plenty acceptable reason for him to not tell his love immediately as soon as possible. He really just was defending himself with all those reasons. What is he afraid, really?
The answer could be simple: he got no experience in this kind of thing.
He’s not ready with relationship, perhaps his mind already brain-wash him with that thought he can’t move on.
Sigh. He decided, just thinking won’t do any good.
He took a bold step out of the shower, reached for a towel, and at a knock on the door, stumbled-rather ungracefully-back into the shower, clinging to its curtain in an attempt to cover himself. Why were shower curtains practically see-through?
“Occupied!” Kame yelled in desperation, regaining his balance. One knock and his whole sense of accomplishment and pride went down and made him stumbled due the soapy water on wet floor.
“Kazuya?”
Oh, crap…
“Yamapi? What are you-hey wait! This is not NEWS bathroom, how did you get in?”
“I have a key.”
Kame could already see the smirk on Yamapi’s face. Of course, he’s got a key. Thanks to Jin for being his best friend in whole world. Well, that only, Kame had never pictured himself in this position. Not physically, nor psychologically. “W-what do you want?”
Yamapi paused for a moment, pretending to be deep in thought, than said simply, “For this door to open very easily, and preferably, without the use of this key.”
Kame had never scowled and giggled at the same time, so it was a first for him. No one should ever be able to be humorous and flirty at the same time. Not with him anyway, Nakamaru had made sure of that. But his obsessive member was, conveniently, not here right now. Kame knew that the way Yamapi casually brag in and talked to him while he was in bathroom.
It would be alright for him to show up in a towel, right? Kame slowly picked up his towel as the cautiously crept out of the shower. The sheltered part of him said to get fully dressed, while the part that totally loved this said to simply open the door while in his under-garments. Kame had found a happy medium fluffy towel, and that was as good or bad, as it was going to get.
Kame hurriedly wiped the dripping water off his body and wrapped the towel around his lower body holding it over his waist with a tightly clenched-surprisingly sweaty-hand. In two strides he had made it to the door, and was shaking like a wet cat, his heart was beating faster than ever, and Yamapi was outside the shower stall’s door. Kame let that last one sink in a bit.
“Are you ready to open the door now, Kazuya?” Yamapi asked-like he had no idea how hard this was for the younger boy.
Never the less, Kame summoned enough strength to pull open the door and-much to his own amazement-meet Yamapi’s deep brown’s gaze.
He was blushing like a tomato.
Yamapi, was blushing at him.
The look on Yamapi’s face sunk so deep into Kame’s heart that he just knew there would be no more hesitations on his part. He was aware of how he felt, completely aware. So, when Yamapi stepped forward and kissed him roughly, Kame knew how he would respond: kiss back with as much reassurance as a he could offer. He would reassure him that if anybody seen them, he would make any kind of sacrifice that was asked of him. Finally, Kame would reassure Yamapi that the older boy was not making a mistake by doing this.
Yamapi pulled away first however, a sad look on his face-enough to break Kame’s heart if his next words were what he feared they’d be. “You know…I only came in here for toothpaste…”
Bam. Like a horse carriage. A very sarcastic one.
“But you know…” Yamapi said slowly, leaning so close his lips were brushing against Kame’s suddenly flaming shoulder. “The toothpaste can wait.” His hands carefully dancing around Kame’s elbow, sending warm chills up and down his arm.
“You still should’ve brushed your teeth before you kissed me.” Kame mumbled coyly, surprised at his ability to form sentences when he was practically melting under the older man’s touch. At this rate, his legs were surely going to give out.
Then suddenly Yamapi’s lips were on his, tongue patiently seeking entry, and Kame gave it to him. Kame was however, so lost in the passionate moment of hot tongues and his heart skipping beats at a time, that he didn’t realize that his ‘happy medium’ had slipped-with the help of Yamapi’s hands-off his body and on to the floor, and that the door was still open. Until, that is, he heard an innocent passerby muffled a cry before decided to leave the two alone.
“Ahh!” Kame shrieked as he tugged himself from Yamapi’s arms and dragged his body behind the door. “Are you crazy!” he hissed at Yamapi. “Someone saw us!”
“Oh, it’s no big deal.” Yamapi said, giving a ‘you-know-what-just-enjoyed-it’ grin. “There’s nothing wrong with being seen is there? After all, it was only Ueda.”
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Shige, as the one who had sharpest brain among all member had noticed something that recently disturbed him, and that was Yamapi’s constant ‘magnetic cling’ to Kame. Wherever the KAT-TUN youngest member went, his leader was sure to follow. Shige wasn’t like he wasn’t please or something, but what amused him is that no one seem to realize his discovery. It’s just he didn’t know, that Tegoshi, the youngest member of his band had a surprisingly bright thought beyond other’s can imagine and heart as artful as a devil. But being an out-spectator he was, he remained calm and wait for somebody to realize it and until that, he won’t make this as a big deal. The other who had discovered this already was probably hime in KAT-TUN member, Ueda. It’s not hard to realize the weird behavior on someone once you’re an observant. And he got even surer after a day before he saw a ‘you-know-an-accidentally-seen-marvelous-passionate-event-in bathroom. Still, he had no business to tell to anybody and think that it’s better to keep it hush-hush, especially from his bandmate.
When Yamapi was sure that the other wasn’t follow when he asked permission to leave the room, he crept out, as casually as possible, suppressed his giggle and goofy grin. Because when Kame had asked to meet him on the rooftop as soon as possible, Yamapi had made up his mind in less than a second.
The night air that greeted Yamapi on the roof was cold even in summer. Yamapi shivered and peered around the roof, searching for Kame.
“Psst!” Kame hissed from his right. He was waving his hands to him and smiling happily, Yamapi had to tripped on steel pipe that laid randomly on the roof to go toward Kame because there’s really not much light around him and made the roof almost all dark, and when he managed, the first thing he did was pull a rather surprised Kame into a tight hug, something he could never do in usual under KAT-TUN’s bunch of freaks scornful eyes.
“H-Hey, Yamapi, are you okay?” Kame asked in a worried tone. It occurred to Kame that this was the first time the two of them had been together…alone…since, well, they actually hadn’t gotten a chance to be alone together after small event in bathroom.
“Fine if you are.” Yamapi said pulling back and grinning happily. He was too happy to explain in simple words how happy he felt right now, with Kame-he looked damn beautiful with his new short straight hair and the starry night surrounding him.
“That’s good.” Kame said as he closed his fingers around Yamapi’s belt and dragged him closer, into a passionate kiss that could only be amplified by the atmosphere. It was true, Kame was so perfectly happy that he didn’t mind Yamapi taking control of the kiss-in doing so taking control of his entire body-and moving hands around his waist.
Kame moaned softly when their lips parted, but gave an encouraging gasp as Yamapi’s mouth moved to his neck where he somehow knew all the ways to give Kame goose-bumps. Yamapi moved his hands gently across Kame’s stomach, despite the fact Kame still had his clothes on. The moment Yamapi touched him, Kame felt the strength leave his legs and the air leave his lungs as he practically threw himself against Yamapi.
“Y-you know,” he managed to get out, “I only wanted your opinion on my new haircut-” But Yamapi wouldn’t let him finish. Kame made a squeak as Yamapi pushed him against the railing roughly as the older man attacked his right ear seductively. Kame was unable to let out any more than a moan or gasp after that. But he knew, if they continued like this, he would never be able to tell Yamapi what he had really wanted to. “P-Pi, wait.” he said sternly.
Looking slightly like a saddened puppy, Yamapi backed off, “You shouldn’t interrupt me when I’m doing such marvelous work.”
Kame felt himself blush like a beet, or any other red vegetable for that matter. “I-I aaah…want to tell you s-something. Mmmh…But you have to promise not to laugh at me…a-and…please stop kissing me until I’m done, okay?” he somehow managed to finish his sentences under Yamapi’s lips brushing against his neck.
“That’s going to be much of a problem, but sure.” Yamapi smirked as he backed off, hands still around the smaller boy’s waist.
Kame took a deep breath. “I’m sorry.” he said, it was somewhat easier than he had expected. “I’m sorry that I’m making you confuse all this time because of my hesitation…” Kame moved Yamapi’s hands from his waist and pushed them back to his sides. “I’m sorry if I made you left undecided and agitated because I was too selfish and stupid back there. I wasn’t trying to hurt you, really. B-because, you’re the last person I’d ever want to hurt…’cause…I…do you have any idea how weird it is for me to say this?”
Yamapi smiled handsomely and devilishly at the same time, “No, but I’m having fun watching you try.”
Kame felt his face grow warmer, if that was at all possible, “I j-just want you to know that I…damn it Pi-I love you.”
“Hmm…you could’ve fooled me.” Yamapi said, still smirking, “But you know what, I’ve waiting those words for so long…” he continued and leaned into smaller boy as he gave him a gentle kiss.
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Yamapi was incredibly bored. Having to memorize this certain dance, lyric, and all tone and balance it with study was a cruel punishment on being idol’s part. Even not much people like usual, the cafetaria is always warm, and combined with the cold, soothing wind, was making him sleepy. Yamapi stretched himself out over the desk like a large cat and yawned.
Yamapi turned the book’s page lazily. Boring. Jin was out, and so was Ryo…but Kame wasn’t! This realization perked Yamapi up considerably. But then again, the KAT-TUN’s youngest member was most likely busy already, he was probably too late to catch him. Or kiss him, perhaps…
“Yamapi?” Kame gently called as he made his way around the books surrounding Yamapi and finally made it to the front of the dining table, a tray with a single cup of coffee balancing perfectly despite his awkward movements. “I-I’m glad you’re still awake…I made you some coffee.” Kame quickly and, looking rather embarrassed, passed Yamapi the coffee.
It occurred to Yamapi how adorable Kame was when he was nervous, bringing him coffee! So cute and innocent.
“Thanks,” Yamapi said and took a sip of the warm liquid. He suddenly felt as though he had enough energy to take on all schedule in one week. Well, maybe it wasn’t just the coffee…Kame was making him feel more awake than Ryo when he gave him a sharp smack to the head. That was just the kind of person Kame was.
“You’re welcome.” Kame said kindly, his face was still red though. But that bugged Yamapi a bit: the fact that he was so nervous around him, when they were alone. After all, he had already kissed him. And he had kissed back. And after a long waiting, they’re finally coupling. Officially.
“No, really…” Yamapi said, setting the coffee mug down and standing up rather suddenly, making Kame take a step back. Yamapi wanted to convince him that there was no need to be so nervous, he loved him, and that’s all matter. Yamapi practically lunged across the desk and snaked his arm under Kame’s, pulling him forward onto the table, and onto his lips.
Kame’s eyes went wide with shock, and at first he wouldn’t open his mouth the slightest bit. Yamapi fixed this by gently stroking the right side of Kame’s neck with his available right arm. Kame relaxed at the gentle stroke and slowly opened his mouth, that’s when Yamapi took full advantage of it. He wanted to show Kame that he loved him, and that he wanted to be with him, Kame could be nervous, but not with him.
Yamapi was unpredictable by nature. Yamapi wanted Kame to know this, even if it meant kissing him the cafetaria, a really public place in JE building, where they could be seen anytime. And surprisingly, Kame didn't really mind, even now he face the risk that he'll get caught.
Kame was an exceptionally good kisser, Yamapi knew, the way Kame would always let him have most of the control, but would pick up anywhere he was slacking, Yamapi found it really…hot. Especially now, Kame’s gentle moaning as Yamapi nibbled the side of his lips, his painful posture over the table, his short dark hair laying around his nape like silk…everything about him that Yamapi loved, and he wanted Kame to know that. He had to know that.
Yamapi began pulling Kame closer, but upon realizing the table was preventing him from moving any further, Yamapi decided it was a good idea to lift his knee onto the table and bring himself closer to Kame. In doing so, Yamapi felt Kame’s breath hitch suddenly as he found his hand that had once been stroking Kame’s neck slide down a bit lower until it settled on his chest, fingers playing with anything through the shirt. Kame jolted forward, knocking his teeth into Yamapi’s, causing him to pull back, and in doing so…
Well, at least he wouldn’t have to do his reading any more.
“Yamapi! The coffee!”
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The manager stared at Yamapi coldly. His eyes looked incredibly venomous. Telling him the schedule for next week and the other thing related to that would be pointless for now, he reconsidered. The said person was just sitting in the chair before him, grinning like an idiot-obviously not listening to a thing the manager had said because his mind was off remembering something totally irrelevant and most likely perverted.
“Yamashita-kun,” he began, “Are you listening or not?”
Yamapi rolled his eyes dully. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m listening alright” he said nonchalantly as he scratched his neck in embarass. Ryo and the other member shot a look at him, raised an eyebrow for seeing their leader slacking off.
The manager sighed.
“Ano,” Yamapi asked permission-right before the manager opened his mouth to yell at him-standing up, and grinning, “Will it be possible to get some coffee?”
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A/N: Finish~ I need comment as always :) Don’t be too harsh because I’m new, but another critic is good, I must say.