[Fan Fic] Fragments - Chapter 9
Title: Fragments
Author: blinkbling24
Pairing: Akame, Kokame
Genre: Angst, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17 (As there will be smut in subsequent chapters)
Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own them, because if I did, this fic would be in video instead of just words.
Warning: Fic is unbeta-ed, so please excuse the grammer/spelling mistakes, if any.
Summary: In life and love, you can’t have everything that you want, or can you?
A/N: This is my first multi-chaptered fic. I don’t know how long this will be yet. I’ll see how it goes as I write. This story is set in the near future, but will go back to the past and play around with the timeline quite a bit, and it might get a little messy. I’ll try to be as faithful to the timeline as possible, but my memory might not serve me well, and I might just change things a bit and add a few imaginary dates, using my creative license.
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Chapter 9
New Year’s Day 2004
It was tradition. After the high-profile Johnny’s Countdown show every year, the older boys in JE would adjourn to a club that the big boss owned. Johnny Kitagawa, or at least one of his minions, would close the club the entire night for the boys to relax and indulge in revelry, good or bad. Apparently, it would be a night of debauchery, with booze, drugs and women on tap. It was a night where under-aged anything was overlooked, just for one night. Johnny Kitagawa believed that by giving his boys this outlet on this scared night they would be less likely to be running around creating scandals over the course of the year, and jeopardizing his business.
The best thing was that whatever went down in that club on this occasion would be kept secret, and all the boys knew that even if they saw or heard anything unsavory, it was never to be mentioned, ever. It was one night that Johnny would allow, a night that would never have existed once it ended. It was akin to a paparazzi blackout. Such was the power of Johnny Kitagawa, and all of Japan’s media respected it.
Juniors were never allowed to join their senpais until their senpais saw them fit to be invited. In fact, the Juniors were not even sure if such a night existed. They have only heard rumours, stories that floated around. It was Tackey that took the KAT-TUN boys aside and issued them a strictly confidential invitation. In the weeks leading up to the Countdown performance, it was all KAT-TUN could talk about amongst themselves, putting aside their petty quarrels. It was indeed a privilege, something to look forward to.
***
The youngest member of KAT-TUN sat awkwardly in a corner of a spacious booth all by himself. 18-year-old Kame was unfamiliar with most things decadent, having chosen to spend his days off playing baseball rather than join his good friend Jin, and most other JE boys, in the quest to push the envelope without getting caught where bad behavior was concerned. He winced when he heard the sound of someone puking in the next booth, and wrinkled his noise at the sour stench that followed soon after.
Looking around, he spied Taguchi, in the booth opposite, making out with a stripper decked in nothing but nipple cups and a barely-there sequined thong. Kame grinned despite his discomfort. Taguchi had a penchant for slutty chicks, Kame knew from the millions of times he had seen Taguchi ogling at girls in magazines. At the rate Taguchi was going with the tongue wrestling and fondling, it was only a matter of time before the girl would be disrobed of whatever little she had on.
Kame threw his gaze further, and spotted Ueda and Maru having a drinking match with a group of senpais, except that the drink was not a pussy drink, such as beer or vodka. The drink in play was abstinthe. He watched as his band members downed shot after shot of the green poison, chasing them with what Kame could only hope to be sugar. From Ueda and Maru’s glazed looks, Kame was not sure if their minds were still present, or have they already drifted into another dimension.
“KKKKK…..AMMMEEEE….!!!”
A very drunk Koki staggered up and plonked himself next to Kame. He went on to lay his head on Kame’s lap. Kame laughed and weaved his fingers through Koki’s hair.
“What did you drink? And how many did you have?”
“Errrrrrrr……I dunno…….maybe 100???” Koki winced and buried his face in Kame’s stomach.
“Kame….you’re my Kame-chan….no one can take you away…..Kame……”
Not particularly understanding what Koki was mumbling about, Kame ran a soothing hand up and down his friend’s back, lulling Koki into a drunken sleep. With Koki snoring a little, lying on his lap, Kame continued to observe the misbehavior before him, as he nursed his third mug of beer. Not accustomed to drinking alcohol as yet, he was starting to feel a little lightheaded, and he felt his uneasiness lift a little.
“Kame…Kame…” someone was whispering his name. He turned his head and found himself face to face with Jin. Kame gave Jin a bright smile, which Jin returned with his signature smirk.
“Ssshhh….don’t wake Koki,” Kame gestured to the sleeping figure.
“Ahhh…..” Jin nodded in acknowledgement, “why aren’t you drunk, or high, or surrendering to illegal temptations yet?”
Kame shrugged, “No one’s trying to influence me yet. Maybe because I’m the youngest here tonight.
“Well, let me try then. Wanna go somewhere with me?” Jin leaned in and whispered into Kame’s ear. Kame nodded. He stood up gingerly, moving Koki’s head and lying it gently on the cushioned seat.
“Let’s go.”
***
Jin led Kame to a private room to the back of the club. Kame walked in and took in the deep red and black décor. The room seemed to be decorated to suggest all the things that were bad in the world. He caught sight of Yamapi and Nishikido Ryo at the far end of the room, smoking and chuckling with two girls that were in their company. As soon as they spotted Jin and Kame, they stood up with their companions in hand, and left the room, giving Jin a wink, and Kame’s shoulder a pat. Kame felt a little oozy in the pit of his stomach.
“Come. Sit.” Jin patted the seat next to him, and Kame did as he was told. Slightly jittery, Kame poured himself a mug of beer from the jug on the table and took a big gulp.
"Jin?”
“Yeah?” Jin was rummaging through his pockets for something.
“What are we doing?”
“You’ll see…AH! Found it!” Jin triumphantly waved a packet in front of Kame’s nose.
“What is that?”
Jin took 2 suspicious-looking pills out of the packet, and handed one to Kame. “Here. Take it.”
Kame eyed the pill in his palm skeptically, “Is that what I think it is?”
“Just try it Kame, don’t be such a stiff. I’ll take one with you if it makes you feel better,” Jin giggled and collapsed onto the back of the couch. Kame wondered how many drinks, or other substances Jin has had before this. He sniffed the pill and gave it a little lick.
“Oh, you’re such a pussy! Give it to me!” Jin snatched the pill from him. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” When Kame did so, Jin popped the pill into Kame’s mouth, before doing the same to himself. Kame needed a little beer to wash it down, but Jin just swallowed it.
“Now, you’re ready for part two!”
“Part two?? Jin, what are you up to?” Kame was already beginning to feel the effects of the drug. The colours of the room were getting brighter, and his head was starting to swim.
“You, my dear friend,” Jin inched closer and put his lips to Kame’s ear, “are going to lose your virginity tonight…”
“What?! No way, Jin!” Kame attempted to stand up, but the room spun so badly that he was forced to sit back down.
“You’re such a spoilsport Kame,” Jin cupped Kame’s face with his hands, and used his nose to trace Kame’s jawline. “I’m sure you’ll be fucking good in bed….you just need someone to get you started….”
It must be the drug. Kame was getting high on Jin’s voice, Jin’s closeness, Jin’s touches. He moaned and closed his eyes when he felt Jin’s hands wander from his face into his hair. He could feel Jin’s breath on his lips. Controlled by the drug, Kame moved a little to place his lips on Jin’s. Jin, not much more coherent, welcomed Kame’s lips. Their kiss progressed quickly into a war with their tongues, tasting more of each other, eating each other out. Kame’s hands slithered their way under Jin’s shirt and grazed his nipples. Jin moaned and pressed his lips further into Kame’s. Jin’s hand moved to feel Kame’s awakened erection through his jeans.
“Fuck! Feels…hnn….so…good."
“Are you ready, Kazuya?” Jin breathed.
“Hmmmmm…” Kame sighed as Jin released him onto the sofa. Kame whined a little at the loss of warmth from Jin’s body. He thought he heard his friend stagger to the door of the room. Before he knew what was happening, a soft body, very unlike the one that was on him earlier, was enveloping him, removing all his clothes. He winced as soft tiny hands roamed his chest, twisting his nipples. It felt good, and weird at the same time. His eyelids were heavy from the drug, but he forced them open. What on earth was going on?
A soft mouth engulfed his length and Kame jolted up even as his eyes flew open. He looked down and saw a girl, not much older than he was giving her full attention to his appendage. He wanted to push her off, but it felt oh-so-good. The tingling that coursed through him amplified when he heard a manly groan to his right. He turned his head to see that Jin was getting the exact same treatment. Something bubbled within him, and in his drug induced haze, he wanted to push that girl off Jin and take over. However, before he could do anything, Jin let out a guttural moan just when Kame’s girl snuck a finger up his crack. Kame arched at the sensations, scaling a high as the girl found that sweet spot. Meanwhile, Jin had taken control of his girl and inserted himself in her, rocking back and forth, making sexy noises that caused Kame’s pulse to throb painfully.
“Do…hnnn….do….it….with…..ahh…me….Kauya….” Jin turned a glazy pair of eyes to him.
Something in Jin’s voice made Kame’s lower half burn with even more desire. Not being in very much control of his mind, Kame acceded to Jin's request. He flipped his girl over, and plunged himself between her willing legs. She hissed a little, but Kame did not hear it. He was engulfed in the sounds of Jin’s sex cries and lost in Jin’s bright hazel eyes that were at the moment filled with animal lust as they locked with Kame’s. They both moved in sync, hearing and seeing only each other, oblivious to the soft bodies under them.
All too soon, their young bodies reached their peaks almost simultaneously, and collapsed on top of their respective willing partners, surrendering to the effects of the drugs, and blacked out into oblivion.
***
New Year’s Day 2008
The Countdown telecast was tradition, and it was exactly how Jin remembered it. Tradition. How hard was it to break tradition? Not very, thought Jin bitterly. Take earlier today for example. In his years as a Junior, every year, a senpai would open up his house for the guys who wanted to hang out before the Countdown, and Jin and Kame would always make it there. They would hang out with their senpais and their peers, playing cards, whiling away the time, always having fun. This year, it was Maru who volunteered his place. The first change - since when were they senpais already? Time has indeed flew by.
Jin rocked up to Maru’s apartment alone. He paused for a moment outside the front door, feeling the empty space next to him, a space that used to be taken up by Kame. Jin had not seen Kame much lately. At first, Jin was busy with Yukan Club, and now that the drama had wrapped, Kame was busy filming his own drama series. The only times Jin had seen his distant friend were during the recordings of Cartoon KAT-TUN, of which Kame just zipped in and out, at the taping of the Keep the Faith PV, of which Kame hardly spoke to him, choosing to stay close to Koki, or drift off into a world of his own, and at the various appearances on music shows to promote their song. During those times, Kame would leave even Koki and PR with the industry bigwigs. Jin shook his head, this Kame was a far cry from the shy Kame that he once knew.
And yet, he hoped to see him. He hoped that when Maru opened the door, he would see Kame there. It did not matter if Koki was there too, he just wanted to see Kame for more than 5 seconds. Maybe even talk to him. But it was not to be. Maru had perhaps sensed it, because the minute Jin scanned the room, Maru informed him that Kame and Koki were not there. They were having dinner with the Kamenashi family before the Countdown, something they did last year as well, when Jin was away. “Oh,” was all Jin could say as he dragged his feet into Maru’s apartment. So Kame had made a new tradition with Koki, it was that simple.
Now, after Countdown, they were all at the club. Yet another tradition. Jin sat by the bar, nursing a whisky, reminiscing the days of his youth where whisky would not have been his only poison of choice. A young lady came round and draped her arm around his shoulder. He let her, savouring the soft nibbles she was applying on his neck.
“Some things never change, huh?”
Hearing that familiar sarcastic voice, Jin moved the lady off him and swiveled his chair around. He leaned back, placed his elbows on the bar and smirked at the man before him. Jin has had just enough alcohol to feel less melancholy than he did earlier that evening.
Slightly uncomfortable with Jin’s obviously alcohol-induced light attitude, Kame pursed his lips into a thin line as he often did when he was mildly annoyed but did not want to show it.
“I’m not here to flirt with you Jin.”
“What is it, then? You want to present me with a pill, just like what I did all those years ago?”
Kame wished he could smack that arrogant face in front of him. Now was not the time to drag up old memories, especially those that he had buried in the recesses of his mind. With those words, Jin unleashed those thoughts in Kame again. It was that night, that night that Kame knew he could never be with a woman, it was that night, even though it took him another year to realize it, that he saved his heart for Jin. But no, it was not something to remember.
Instead, he chose to ignore Jin’s comment, “We have the filming of the PV on the 3rd, so I’m here to tell you not to give in to too much revelry. We can’t afford for you, or anyone, to be out of sorts on that day.”
“But you only chose me to tell, because I’m the one that will most likely get into this mischief that you’re talking about, right?”
Kame shrugged, “If the shoes fit…..”
At that moment, Jin saw a flash of red, and his blood hit boiling point. Who was Kame to presume such a thing of him, even though there might be some semblance of truth? And even so, who was Kame to him that he should listen?
“You might be the boss of everyone, Kamenashi, but you’re not the boss of me, “ Jin retorted through gritted teeth before pulling the female body close to him, and proceeded to ravish her, but not before giving Kame a look of absolute defiance and contempt.
“I don’t give a fuck what you do during your personal time Akanishi. But if it hurts KAT-TUN, you’re going to have to pay.” With that, Kame spun on his heels and left, trying with all his might to ignore the cesspool forming in his stomach.
***
Koki heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of his boyfriend slumped over a table all alone in a private room. He had been looking for Kame everywhere. Usually, Kame was not too hard to find. Kame had always maintained that he was too responsible to indulge in such debauchery, and would be in a corner with older senpais who had already been-there-done-that, tapping on their words of wisdom while his peers got wasted. Koki shook his head and sat next to Kame. Kame had given him specific instructions not to get too intoxicated, with alcohol or otherwise, but here Kame was, obviously high on something.
“Kame-chan? Sweetheart?” Koki prodded Kame carefully.
“Oh God, Koki….ssshhh……not so loud…..” Kame cracked open an eye and winced from the light.
“What did you have?” Koki pulled Kame up into a sitting position, only to have Kame’s head loll onto his shoulder.
“Many many many shots of tequila, and a pill or two, whatever the pills were.”
Koki marveled the way Kame could think somewhat clearly and make sensible sentences even in this state.
“What happened? You’re not normally like this….”
Kame shook his head vigorously, indicating either that he didn’t remember, or he was not telling. Either way, Koki felt that they should make their way home soon. Before Koki could suggest it however, Kame had leaned in and captured Koki’s lips in his. Kame’s tongue pushed through and filled Koki’s mouth, causing Koki to gasp at the force. He felt Kame get eager, and his body reacted to it. He kissed Kame back with as much fervor, feeling buzzed himself by the copious amount of drinks he himself have had. After all, they have not been intimate for quite a while, with Kame’s busy schedule and training, which would leave him completely exhausted everyday.
“Koki…..Koki….” Kame murmured, never taking his lips off Koki’s lips, jaw, neck.
“Hmmmm?” Koki responded, loving the way Kame breathed his name.
“Take me home……I want to fuck the night away….take me home, Koki…..”
And so Koki did and they spent the entire night and most of the next day in bed, making love again and again until they blacked out, intertwined in each others arms.
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A/N: It's taken a while hasn't it? I haven't forgotten about this, just that life got in the way. For this chapter, I kinda created my own scenarios of what I imagine life as a Johnny would be like. Hope it's ok, and I think the next chapter will come soon, as I have some ideas hopping around *smile*