Timeless Love Chapter 6 part 2

Jan 23, 2010 20:11


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Preview:
By the time Nino got home, it was 5pm.  Nino noticed Aiba’s SUV sitting out in front of his own house as he pulled up to his garage.  Nino got out of the car and grabbed his guitar as Aiba walked up the driveway into the garage.



“Yo”, Nino said as he reached for his bag.

There wasn’t a reply.  Nino turned to look at Aiba when a fist came into view and smashed the top of his head.  Nino crumbled into his garage floor, clutching his splitting head.

“What the fuck was that for, Masaki?”

“That was for worrying me and Sho”, Aiba retorted as he brushed past the

Nino rolled his eyes as he closed the garage door and entered the house, Aiba following right behind him.  He placed his stuff on the couch and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.

“Sorry but I was able to take care of the problem.”  Nino sipped his water as he watched Aiba sit down at the table.  “It’s kinda nice to see that both you and Sho worry about me.”

Aiba’s hand slapped the table hard, surprising Nino.  It was rare to hear Sho angry now but seeing Aiba angry was something rarer.

“You’re still injured Nino.  If something happens to you now, the press will find out about the street and everyone in the gang will be encouraged of getting hunted down by the government.”  Aiba took a fistful of Nino’s shirt and shook the man.  “I have known you since birth!  I don’t need to lose you.”  Aiba started to tear up but that didn’t stop his lecture.  “You need to be more careful Nino.  There is a lot at stake right now.  Especially with Arashi still around.”

Nino couldn’t stop from hugging the tall cook.  They have been together through thick and thin.  Since they only had each other to trust and depend, Aiba and Nino knew each other inside and outside.

“Masaki, I know how to protect myself.  It’s okay, I’ll be more careful next time”, Nino promised.

Aiba looked up with tears pouring down from his large eyes.  If the situation weren’t serious, Nino would have smacked his head.  “Promise?”

Nino rolled his eyes and pushed Aiba away.  “Yes now go get something for those boogers.”

Aiba ran to the bathroom to blow his nose while Nino picked up his cellphone and dialed.

“What?” answered the phone.

Nino looked at the LCD screen to make sure he called the right phone number.  “Uh, don’t tell me you’re still mad at me.”

Sho sighed.  “No, I’m good now.”

“Good now take your stupid boyfriend home.”

Nino heard Sho frail at the word boyfriend.  “Eh?  Aiba-chan is there?”

“Yeah.”  Nino peeked into the bathroom, only to see Aiba blowing his nose.  “He’s still crying.”

“Eh?!  Crying?!”

Nino kept reassuring Sho that he didn’t physically hurt Aiba in any way as the news caster called a taxi.  By the time Nino hung up the phone, Aiba was in the kitchen.  Nino sighed as he sat down next to the calm man.  There was a comforting silence before anyone said anything.

“Did you take care of the body?” Aiba whispered.

Nino did a small nod.  “I did everything that was necessary.”

Aiba lifted his head.  “Wait, who helped you out this time?”

“Futsal-kun.”

“Don’t tell me-“

Nino nodded.  Aiba groaned as he slammed his head back down on the table.  “And here, I thought you were going to abandon those horrible techniques.  I thought you want a real relationship with no affairs.”

“Shut up”, Nino snapped back.

Sho finally came and took Aiba away, leaving Nino alone to his little world.  He sighed as he rummaged through his bag.  He pulled out the note the gunman and the other little notes from the wallet.

“Arashi huh?” he mumbled as he looked at interesting things written down on the piece of paper.  “Looks like there is only one of you alive.”  Nino crumbled the paper.  “And you’re going down.”

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Ohno sighed as he stomped into his comfy apartment.  He bought some groceries and was arranging them properly into his fridge when he noticed the answering machine had some messages left.  He reached behind him to click the play button as he reached the half-half coffee milk.

“Satoshi?  Just wanted to call and see how you are?  I know you told me that you’re okay but I’m still worried that you are still grie-“

Ohno immediately deleted the message, grumbling about nosy sister, and listened to the next one.

“Satoshi, this is kaa-chan.  Are you eating well?  Resting enough?  You need to come and visit the family sometime.  I know the coffee shop is busy but whenever you get the chance, okay?  I love you dear.  Ja ne.”

Ohno smiled at his mother’s message as the phone rang.  He picked it up as he finished his groceries when a deep voice came out.

“I know who you are.”

Ohno froze right on the spot with shock.  “E-excuse me?”

There was a deep chuckle.  “You heard me.  I know exactly who you are, Ohno Satoshi.”

Ohno slapped his forehead.  “Machida, I’m guessing you finally fixed that voice changer.”

A deep laughter emitted through the phone before a lighter voice came in.  “You could tell?”

Ohno rolled his eyes as he glanced at the clock.  “We’ve been friends for years now.  How can I not know?”

Machida laughed again.  “Sorry, I had to test it out.”

“Lovely.  Look, can I call you back some other time?  I have plans.”

“Sure, just text me whenever.”

“Good.”

Just as Ohno was about to shut the phone, Machida spoke.  “Matte.”

“What?” Ohno groaned.

There was some pending silence.  “Have you found the guy you’re looking for?”

Ohno nodded.  “If you’re implying what I think you are, then yes.”

“Just wondering.  You move pretty fast.  Of course it’s MatsuJun we’re talking about-“

“Don’t.  Ever.  Mention.  His.  Name.”

Ohno slammed the phone into its receiver before stomping into his second room.  Ohno punched the rolled up futon before finally sighing.  His cellphone rang this time.

“Moshi moshi?” he answered softly.

“Oh-chan, are you free?”

Ohno smiled.

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OMG so I totally want to kill myself right now.  I hate how I had to cut off the chapter right here.  But only a few more chapters left before the end.  I know, it really sucks.  I am having horrible writer’s block.

series, r: nc-17, p: juntoshi, p: ohmiya, timeless love, p: sakuraiba

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