In the wooden house Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Kamenashi sat in the back of the bar, in the shadows where nobody takes notice of him. Waiting patiently, waiting, for him to come.
He knew he would come today. He knew that nobody would recognize him, like always. Because he didn’t want to be recognized, he never wanted to.
Every time, he wore different clothes and had different hairstyles, mimicking normal people.
He probably thought that nobody was able to look through his many facades that went unnoticed by everyone in this club.
There was one person that noticed him, Kamenashi Kazuya! He already noticed him the first time he entered the place. He wouldn’t have come to this club over and over again if it wasn’t for him.
He became a regular, like him. There was one difference between them both being regulars in this club.
People recognized Kamenashi after time passed and he appeared more often in the club. As for the other, nobody ever took notice of him. No matter how many times he entered this club, no matter how many times he sat at the bar, nobody would remember seeing him before, nobody, besides Kamenashi.
Kamenashi, the only one who recognized him again and again. He would always watch him from the shadows without him noticing.
Yes he was waiting again, like always. Today would be different though. Today he wouldn't just watch him. No, not today!
He had everything prepared for this one evening.
This time wouldn’t just watch him. He wouldn’t watch how the boy would enter the club in his many different outfits, acting like a normal costumer. He wouldn’t watch him sit at the bar, drinking a cocktail after another until he was completely drunk. He wouldn’t watch how the boy would stumble onto the dance floor and dance with a stranger, whether it be a man or a women, he didn’t seem to care.
He wouldn’t watch how he would end up in a corner of the club, making out with the person he was just dancing with. Not being noticed in the club was what the boy wanted. He never wanted to be seen, but Kamenashi Kazuya always saw him.
You could say that he had great talent, to be able to act as if he wasn’t there.
Kamenashi had observed it once, seeing him sit at the bar like a shadow. People treated him like a statue, like something that was simply there, but not enough to take notice. They were just aware of his presence, not wanting to run into him or accidently sit on his bar stool.
It wouldn’t be surprising that someone like him, (even thought he is still half a child) is one of the most famous idols in Japan.
Someone like him, is able to show the world a dazzling smile within seconds if they want to see it. Someone who would even be able to smile, even though he has high fever and is barely able to stand, like nothing is wrong.
He is able to hide his true self perfectly. It’s so perfect that you have to start wondering if he’s just a doll who just acts the way people want him to.
Kamenashi had been observing him since he started his career. He has watched every TV show, movie and commercial he has appeared in. He had been reading any available information about him, he could find on the internet. Also, he listens to his songs the whole time. Having them all on his iPod, so he could have them with him all the time.
Nobody knew of his obsession, because he didn’t want them to know. At this point, Kamenashi was similar to the other one, wearing a poker face in front of everyone if necessary.
When he entered the club the first time it was just for a short drink after work. The one bottle of beer he intended to drink soon turned into a lot more bottles. This was because after one bottle, he had seen him.
When he stood up to leave the club, his eyes suddenly had caught one figure on the dance floor. Having a familiarity with the person, he stayed, only to drink some more and watch him the whole evening. While watching him, as he saw that the boy was making out in the corner of the club with a girl, he was wishing he would be the one to bring him pleasure.
He had drank too much that evening, that he passed out the moment he wanted to follow him out the club. The next day was he frustrated for losing his chance and went again into the same club, drinking and waiting for him to come.
The boy didn’t show up that evening and the following one. After one week had passed, Kamenashi finally saw him again. The boy walked into the club wearing a suit, as if he worked in an office. Kamenashi figured out that the boy visited the club just once a week because of work, and wore different outfits to hide his identity.
So Kamenashi came to the club the same day in the week, every time knowing the boy would be there. Drinking and watching him, doing his routine.
Today would be different, because he had finally decided that he wanted him no matter what and what he had to do to get him.
There he was, walking down the few steps into the club, wearing clothes like a punk, with ripped jeans and a leather jacket over a white top. With dyed hair strands in different shades of red, which would only stay in for a day. To Kamenashi, it looked good with his black hair, but Kamenashi always thought he looked good anyways.
After all was he Akanishi Jin.
Author's Note: First chapter is finished! \(^.^)/ Hope you guys like it, althought their happens not that much yet. And don't expect such a fast update again, it's just because I'm more energetic ones I start a new fic. Badly enough is the result that I slow down on updating everytime, so I hope I will manage to update regularly! And comments are LOVED like always, they make me just so happy that I write even faster! =P
And thanks too ayumisan for betaing this!