[Fanfic] BATTLE ROYALE: Johnnies Style (Chapter 5)
BATTLE ROYALE: Johnnies Style (Chapter 5)
Groups: KATTUN, NEWS, Arashi, Tackey and Tsubasa, Kanjani8, Ya-Ya-Yah, oh and Jimmy Mackey. D:
Pairings: None at the moment.
Rating: R
Warnings: Profanity, Violence, Death (well, come on now, it IS Battle Royale -_-)
Synopsis: Ahhh, all our beautiful "new current generation" Johnnies stranded in the deadly game of Battle Royale. This is my version and my take on the parody. yeah...i noe...im digging my own grave for starting a new fic, but i wanted to write this out since like forever. D: Yeah I actually worked hard on this...I even made a class chart and a map...I KNOW IM A LOSER. D:
Prologue + Chapter One can be found here.
Chapter Two can be found here.
Chapter Three can be found here.
Chapter Four can be found here.
Chapter 5
Mr. Johnny Kitagawa was well known for being a very affluent man. He had incredible clever money making ways, making him richer and richer as the seconds go by. He would devise strategic plans to seek ways that would make his products even more profitable and beneficial to himself. In the end, the man is a genius, REALLY. Who could have ever thought to build a company made up of talented hot sexy young boys? Yeah, EXACTLY. And of course it would only be normal for Mr. Johnny to continue to think of more money making strategies…
“Why don’t we make a bet amongst ourselves?” Mr. Johnny smiled at the soldiers in the room.
“Amongst ourselves?” One soldier looked at Mr. Johnny as all the other soldiers slowly grabbed interest. “Over what sir?”
“Over something that is not related to killing…” Mr. Johnny smiled. “Something that is more amusing…”
“What is it sir?”
“Well, if I may recall on the weapons list…one of them was lingerie…”
The soldiers gave each other short glances as they shuffled in place, trying hard not to laugh.
“So, I think we should bet on this…” Johnny looked at all the soldiers. “I think we should bet if the boy who was destined with the lingerie…would actually wear the lingerie…”
“HE wouldn’t…” One soldier shook his head.
“Definitely won’t,” Another soldier agreed.
“In a situation like this…he’d probably throw the lingerie away and seek for another weapon…” Another soldier commented.
“Aren’t lingerie made for woman?” One soldier raised an eyebrow. “Men don’t know how to wear lingerie unless they enjoy cross-dressing?”
“That’s disgusting.” Another soldier retorted.
“So, who bets that the boy will NOT wear the lingerie?” Mr. Johnny looked at the soldiers.
Every soldier in the room raised their hand.
“Well, I bet that he will wear it,” Mr. Johnny smiled as the soldiers stirred in their spot.
Johnny then took out a wad of bills from his pocket as he threw it upon the floor.
“Pile up your money boys…if I lose the bet…I will pay his soldier the same amount I put here…”
Slowly a mountain of cash was formed in the middle of the room.
Boy #26, Ueda Tatsuya from the group KATTUN was currently in Big Thunder Ranch, north of Frontierland. He sat concealed within the bushes as he looked at himself in the mirror of his compact. Ueda began to straighten his hair, being thankful that he had kept his compact in his pocket because he didn’t think he’d be able to survive without it. After all, even between life and death, Ueda believed that your appearance is very important.
He looked at the dirt floor before him as he engraved four letters with the end of a sharp stick.
WWGD?
What would Gackt-sama do?
Ueda Tatsuya was quite known to be more classified as a mysterious loner. All his life in Johnny’s Jimusho, he never really had much of ‘talent’. He wasn’t the best singer nor was he the best dancer…and it wasn’t as if he was able to do a back flip either. Ueda pretty much couldn’t do anything and the idea of being unable to do anything really sunk Ueda into deep depression. KATTUN would often label Ueda as their leader, but Ueda knew it was out of pity. He knew that his other band members felt sorry for him as Ueda continued to seek his actual role in the group. Jin had his beautiful singing voice, Kame was a brilliant dancer, Koki had amazing rapping skills, Nakamaru had his incredible beat boxing, and Junno was able to do continuous black flips…
Ueda…well…Ueda…
Because of his depression he would often get into fights with other people, particularly ones with his own band member, Kamenashi Kazuya, but it wasn’t because he hated him or anything…it was more likely out of envy. Jealousy…yes, he was jealous that Kame was able to accomplish so much and be able to advance towards his goal, yet Ueda…Ueda wasn’t moving.
Nishikido Ryo hated him. That bothered Ueda. Ueda never meant any harm towards Ryo, but Ryo would treat the poor guy like shit. Ueda remembered trying his best to hold back his tears whenever Ryo insulted him, but in the end he would always run backstage and cry his heart out. The things that came out of Ryo’s mouth were awfully painful and Ueda felt that he could never forgive the sufferings that Ryo had inflicted upon him.
One time during an interview with NEWS, a question was asked to Ryo, Who in NEWS do you hate the most? Ryo immediately answered with ‘Ueda Tatsuya’.
In the end, Ueda is a lonely person. He’s not very outgoing or crazy…he is calmer. Yet he holds emptiness in his heart that yearns for someone to care for him but when anyone shows that sign of care ness…Ueda would often shut the door, rejecting what was being offered to him. It was hard for him to open up…it was hard for him to trust…it was hard for him to make friends who he can feel at ease being with…
Ueda knew that in this game, he wouldn’t be able to rely on anyone. It was basically one man for himself and that made Ueda scared…really scared. He hated being alone but the thought of trusting and being betrayed by others…it was quite unbearable.
“What would Gackt-sama do?” Ueda asked himself once more. He always idolized Gackt all his life. It was because of Gackt that he was inspired to get into the entertainment industry. He admired Gackt’s calm cool collectiveness and how he had an aura of something so great that one cannot find the words to describe. So he thought, if Gackt was in his place…what would Gackt do?
“I guess he would look at the map…” Ueda murmured to himself as he grabbed his bag, rummaging through it, only to find a brown paper bag. Ueda ignored the paper bag as he continued to search for his map, only to realize that he was sitting on it.
Ueda would never think twice sitting on the dirt floor. Of course he had to put something down so his Gucci jeans wouldn’t get ruined. Yes, even in a situation of life or death, Gucci pants were a must priority. Ueda was sure that Gackt would have thought the same.
His attention then turned to the brown paper bag in side as he slowly opened the bag, wondering what could possibly be inside. He frowned slightly only to see something frilly and lacy and…
“What the-?” Ueda’s eyes widened at the sight of lingerie. He picked up the lingerie with his thumb and index finger as he couldn’t help but blush at how scandalous the lingerie appeared. Yes, it would definitely be something he wouldn’t mind seeing his future girlfriend in, but on him…
However a small piece of paper fluttered out as Ueda picked up the paper, reading it as his eyes enlarged. He immediately threw the paper away as he began to take off his clothes and wear the lingerie.
Mr. Johnny Kitagawa smiled at the appalled soldiers around him. He walked over to the pile of money as he began to collect what was there.
“Well gentlemen, it appears that I have won the bet…” Mr. Johnny smiled.
“What the fuck!” One soldier exclaimed in horror. “That kid must be crazy to even CONSIDER WEARING THAT!”
“You wrote something, didn’t you?” Another soldier looked at Mr. Johnny. “You wrote something to persuade the boy to wear it…”
“What could you have possibly written?” Another soldier looked at the camera in disbelief, staring at the crumpled paper Ueda had thrown.
“It’s a secret.” Mr. Johnny winked.
Boy #14, Ninomiya Kazunari of Arashi was quite well known to be a mischievous prankster. He would often play tricks on his band members and enjoyed the thrill of surprising them. Yet the situation he was currently in was definitely no joke. But the urge of wanting to pull a prank…it was like embedded in his blood…like an uncontrollable habit.
Nino wanted to win. He wanted to win the game. He didn’t want to die. He had already accomplished so much in his life and he had much more accomplishments to achieve. After all, he was the best dancer in Arashi, has mad guitar skills, has amazing physical endurance for a pipsqueak, and was practically buddy-buddy with Clint Eastwood. Um yeah, having gone that far, why the hell would he want to end it there?
Yet Nino wanted to make things easier for himself. And he also wanted to play another prank and found that he was in the most perfect situation to be able to pull one…particularly on his own band mate…Boy #1, Aiba Masaki. Nino couldn’t say that Aiba was his most favorable person…the guy often irritated him with his stupidity and naivety. But his stupidity did have some sort of use especially in a situation as particular to this one. The only thing that ran through Nino’s brain was the hopes that Aiba held on to a good weapon…after all, the plunger he found in his bag before wouldn’t be too much good unless he sucked a person’s face to death or something like that.
Nino heard Aiba’s voice as it rung through the Haunted Mansion. He could hear Aiba talking to himself mumbling on the lines of dog…Goofy…Pluto…what the fuck…
Nino really wondered what actually went through Aiba’s mind and what Aiba thought. It was actually quite hard to tell, but then again Nino didn’t really care. He didn’t really have time to care about unimportant details.
The boy took note of the direction Aiba was walking as he could see the vague lighting coming from Aiba’s flashlight. Nino then came up with a brilliant plan to confront his band member as he predicted a spot Aiba would soon shortly come across. Nino went to an exposed coffin as he grabbed the dead puppet, throwing it to the side. He then immediately jumped into the coffin as he closed his eyes…waiting…
Aiba Masaki walked down the dark paths timidly. His legs shook with fear as he searched for an exit, his arm shaking violently as he moved his flashlight from side to side, yet he continued to talk loudly…seeing that his own voice was his only source of comfort. However just as he was about to take another step, something familiar came to his view as his eyes expanded in surprise.
Nino felt the bright rays of the flashlight shining upon his face. He did his best to not scrunch up his facial features by the light, yet wondering how the other boy would react.
Aiba’s mouth dropped as his flashlight fell to the floor. He immediately ran to Nino’s side as he grabbed on to his friend’s arm, shaking it rather violently.
“NINOMIYA!” Vast tears appeared in Aiba’s eyes, as he continued to shake the other boy. “WAKE UP! WAKE UP!”
Nino frowned to himself as he wanted Aiba to stop shaking him so hard because it was started to hurt. But Nino was patient…his plan had to go smoothly…for he had it all planned out in his mind. Nino raised his eyelids slowly, his facial features calm as if he wasn’t bothered by Aiba’s violent shakings.
“A-Aiba!” Nino exclaimed as Aiba let go of Nino’s arm with tears in his eyes.
“NINO!” Aiba let out a sigh of relief. “Oh my gosh, DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!”
“Scare you like what?” Nino frowned slightly.
“Like lying in that coffin whatever, I mean I guess it’s a good place to take a nap or something, but…” Aiba felt his voice croak slightly. “…but I thought you were dead!”
“I am dead.”
Aiba’s eyes expanded. Nino laughed in side at the boy’s gullibility, but his plan was going smoothly.
“W-WHAT?” Aiba couldn’t believe it. “No…no…y-you’re lying!”
“I’m not lying…” Nino reassured. “I’m a ghost.”
“EHHHHHH?” Aiba couldn’t believe. “B-But I touched you! I was able to feel you, I mean, aren’t ghost like see through and stuff?”
Nino began to let out a small laugh as he shook his head. “You watch too many movies. Everyone THINKS that way but have they actually SEEN actual ghosts? No, I don’t think so. REAL GHOSTS have flesh…it’s only ghosts in movies that are portrayed that way…”
“Oh my god…” Aiba couldn’t believe it. He just couldn’t believe.
His friend had become a ghost.
“Aiba…listen to me…” Nino waved at the other boy. “Someone killed me…you have to kill the fucker who killed me…”
“W-WHAT? SOMEONE KILLED YOU?” Aiba shook his head in disbelief. He couldn’t believe that people were actually playing the game. He couldn’t imagine people killing other people…particularly his own band member. “Who killed you?”
“I don’t know, but I feel that I’ll know once I see that person and you have to kill him for me…okay?” Nino smiled at his friend. “Avenge me…you’re the only one who can do it.”
“B-But…” Aiba bit his lips. He never had any intentions of killing anyone. Sure he had silly thoughts in the beginning but when it all came down to the actually killing…he didn’t have the guts or the heart to do it. “I-I can’t…”
“Aiba.” Nino stared at the other boy sternly.
“B-But…”
“You’re just going to let someone kill me like that?” Nino frowned. “LOOK AT ME. I’VE BECOME A FUCKING GHOST. I at least want my killer to suffer with me…”
Aiba took one look at Nino as he finally gave a small reluctant nod.
“O-Okay…I-I’ll do it…”
“Good, now tell me…what weapon did you get?”
“A-A box of toothpicks.”
Nino stared blankly at Aiba in disbelief.
“TOOTHPICKS?” Nino cried out in frustration as he jumped out of his coffin and smacked Aiba’s head. “HOW COULD YOU GET TOOTHPICKS? SUCH A USELESS USELESS WEAPON!”
“I’M SORRY!” Aiba winced as he tried to protect himself. “I TRIED MY BEST BUT I COULDN’T GET SOMETHING NOT TOOTHPICKS!!!!”
“You don’t even make any sense!” Nino frowned as he waved his arms frantically. He then crossed his arms as he sat back inside the coffin…pondering.
He would have to devise other strategies to win the game…and he would have Aiba do all the dirty work for him…
Yasuda Shota, boy #31, hugged his bag tightly as he roamed through the Matter horn bobsled ride. He felt that the icy mountain looked like a save secure place to hide himself within, although he really wished he had waited for Yokoyama. The sudden shock and impact from the soldier with a gun had traumatized the boy so much that he immediately sprinted off once he got out of Sleeping Beauty’s Castle. The boy didn’t have time to think, he just wanted to live.
But he hated being alone. Yasuda wished he had someone with him…it could be anyone…he just needed another human being…another presence…just to make him feel safe…
Yasuda walked up the elevating slopes of the mountain as he turned the corner only to face a…
“AHHHHH!”
Yasuda screamed in horror as he ran off towards an unknown direction. He had just saw a snow monster glaring with red eyes. Of course it was just a doll used to scare people on the ride, but Yasuda couldn’t help but be scared shitless. He was terrified of monsters…even fake ones.
The boy finally came to stop as he was almost out of breath. He fumbled as he took a seat on the chilly ground, tears uncontrollably forming in his eyes once more.
Yasuda cried endlessly.
All he wanted was a companion.
Boy #29, Yamashita Tomohisa, the graceful leader of NEWS was currently stuck in a cave. All he wanted was a hiding place to think things through but little did he know that he would be actually stuck in his hiding place. For the first time in his life, Yamapi hated his manboobs. If only they were a bit smaller he wouldn’t be so…so…stuck.
Yamapi immediately took that statement back. What the hell was he talking about? He loved his manboobs. He worked way too hard for those boobs…all those long enduring hours of weight training and surfing…okay that is totally not the point.
The point was he was stuck. The cave was in the form of a log so Yamapi’s lower half body was stuck as his upper body was out in the open. He frowned as he used his arms to pull himself out, failing for the millionth time. The boy let out a huge sigh as he would have no choice but to use…THAT, when he really didn’t want to use THAT.
He grabbed his bag as he rummaged through, his eyes gleaming reluctantly upon his given weapon. He hesitantly grabbed the weapon as he told himself that he would not be using it for killing but for freeing himself from this deadly hellhole. Yamapi grabbed his gun as he aimed within the cave, hoping to free up a bit of space, enabling him to slide out.
Yamapi quickly pulled the trigger as it indented the cave. Yamapi sucked in his breath as he pulled his body out. The boy was finally freed. Yamapi let out his breath as he vowed to hide in BIGGER hiding spots.
He took a few breaths as he leaned on the outside layer of cave, slowly getting into a thinking mode. What was he to do?
He wanted everyone to live. He hated Johnny for tricking them into going on this trip. It was obvious to Yamapi that Mr. Johnny had betrayed them and set the boys up. Yamapi fumed with anger as he clutched onto his rifle tightly, wishing that Johnny was in his place…going through the same fear that they are forced to succumb to.
But Pi was scared. He was scared of that game itself and that the game may change all his friends and their moral ways of thinking. But the thing that scared him most was the fact that he himself might give in to this darkness of killing.
Pi shook his head. He was thinking nonsense. He didn’t hate anyone…of course… Everyone adored him…everyone looked up to him…everyone admired him…it’s only normal for him to return the mutual feelings.
Yet one person…one person…Yamapi frowned. He shook his head once more.
The boy stood up as he decided to venture on to a new hiding place, only to see something that caught his eye. He frowned slightly only to see a familiar figure running down past him. He gave a small smile as he began to quickly follow that person from a good distance behind.
“Shuuuuuuuji-kun…” Yamapi spoke in his infamous Akira tone. “…I found you.”
//end chapter
A/N: SORRY.
FOR TWO THINGS.
ONE.
I took so long updating. Well the good thing is that Finals are over and one with but the bad thing is that my dad recently fired some dude for stealing money so I have to take over his shifts and work...in other words, less writing time for me. ;o;
But I'll try my very best to update frequently.
TWO.
This chapter sucked ass. Sorry, I promise the next one will be better. Blargh, this is what happens to your brain when you're deprived of creative writing for a week. Definitely not a good thing.
There MIGHT be a death in the next chapter. I'm just warning you all and preparing you emotionally because after all this fic is all about killing and not every character can slide away from death, but yeah, just don't give me comments like "HOMGZ U KILLED MY HUBBY I HATE YOU!"
I will answer with "Good gawd, I warned you! Your hubby will die at one point, it was your choice to read the fic!"
and uh laff at ur face. D:
THE BOYS
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2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
11
12
13
14
15
16
17
18
19
20
21
22
23
24
25
26
27
28
29
30
31
32
Credit// Icon Table Generator
Weapons
1. Pistol issued to Boy #12 Matsumoto Jun
2. Lingerie issued to Boy #26 Ueda Tatsuya
3. Machine Gun issued to Boy #11 Masuda Takahisa
4. Rifle issued to Boy #29 Yamashita Tomohisa
6. Knife issued to Boy #31 Yasuda Shota
7. Revolver issued to Boy #3 Ayukawa Taiyo
8. Shotgun issued to Boy #17 Ohno Satoshi
9. Sword issued to Boy #15 Nishikido Ryo
10. Pack of Matches issued to Boy #18 Sakurai Sho
11. Hand Gun issued to Boy #16 Ohkura Tadayoshi
12. Hammer issued to Boy #7 Kato Shigeaki
13. Rope issued to Boy #4 Imai Tsubasa
14. Clothes hanger issued to Boy #30 Yaotome Hikaru
15. Pack of toothpicks issued to Boy #1 Aiba Masaki
16. Myojo Magazine issued to Boy #25 Uchi Hiroki
17. Fireworks issued to Boy #28 Yamashita Shoon
18. Origami Paper issued to Boy #23 Tanaka Koki
19. Plunger issued to Boy #14 Ninomiya Kazunari
20. Coconut Bra issued to Boy #22 Takizawa Hideaki
21. Pack of gum issued to Boy #19 Shibutani Subaru
22. BB gun issued to Boy #2 Akanishi Jin
23. Handcuffs issued to Boy #9 Kusano Hironori
24. Lead Pipe issued to Boy #13 Nakamaru Yuichi
25. Wrench issued to Boy #8 Koyama Keiichirou
26. Whoopee Cushion issued to Boy #6 Kamenashi Kazuya
27. Thong issued to Boy #10 Maruyama Ryuhei
28. Bulletproof vest issued to Boy #20 Shingo Murakami
29. Syringe issued to Boy #32 Yokoyama Yu
30. Bottle of Ketchup issued to Boy #27 Yabu Kota
31. Special Poison issued to Boy #24 Tegoshi Yuya
32. NEWS Uchiwa issued to Boy #21 Taguchi Junnosuke
Groups: KATTUN, NEWS, Arashi, Tackey and Tsubasa, Kanjani8, Ya-Ya-Yah, oh and Jimmy Mackey. D:
Pairings: None at the moment.
Rating: R
Warnings: Profanity, Violence, Death (well, come on now, it IS Battle Royale -_-)
Synopsis: Ahhh, all our beautiful "new current generation" Johnnies stranded in the deadly game of Battle Royale. This is my version and my take on the parody. yeah...i noe...im digging my own grave for starting a new fic, but i wanted to write this out since like forever. D: Yeah I actually worked hard on this...I even made a class chart and a map...I KNOW IM A LOSER. D:
Prologue + Chapter One can be found here.
Chapter Two can be found here.
Chapter Three can be found here.
Chapter Four can be found here.
Chapter 5
Mr. Johnny Kitagawa was well known for being a very affluent man. He had incredible clever money making ways, making him richer and richer as the seconds go by. He would devise strategic plans to seek ways that would make his products even more profitable and beneficial to himself. In the end, the man is a genius, REALLY. Who could have ever thought to build a company made up of talented hot sexy young boys? Yeah, EXACTLY. And of course it would only be normal for Mr. Johnny to continue to think of more money making strategies…
“Why don’t we make a bet amongst ourselves?” Mr. Johnny smiled at the soldiers in the room.
“Amongst ourselves?” One soldier looked at Mr. Johnny as all the other soldiers slowly grabbed interest. “Over what sir?”
“Over something that is not related to killing…” Mr. Johnny smiled. “Something that is more amusing…”
“What is it sir?”
“Well, if I may recall on the weapons list…one of them was lingerie…”
The soldiers gave each other short glances as they shuffled in place, trying hard not to laugh.
“So, I think we should bet on this…” Johnny looked at all the soldiers. “I think we should bet if the boy who was destined with the lingerie…would actually wear the lingerie…”
“HE wouldn’t…” One soldier shook his head.
“Definitely won’t,” Another soldier agreed.
“In a situation like this…he’d probably throw the lingerie away and seek for another weapon…” Another soldier commented.
“Aren’t lingerie made for woman?” One soldier raised an eyebrow. “Men don’t know how to wear lingerie unless they enjoy cross-dressing?”
“That’s disgusting.” Another soldier retorted.
“So, who bets that the boy will NOT wear the lingerie?” Mr. Johnny looked at the soldiers.
Every soldier in the room raised their hand.
“Well, I bet that he will wear it,” Mr. Johnny smiled as the soldiers stirred in their spot.
Johnny then took out a wad of bills from his pocket as he threw it upon the floor.
“Pile up your money boys…if I lose the bet…I will pay his soldier the same amount I put here…”
Slowly a mountain of cash was formed in the middle of the room.
Boy #26, Ueda Tatsuya from the group KATTUN was currently in Big Thunder Ranch, north of Frontierland. He sat concealed within the bushes as he looked at himself in the mirror of his compact. Ueda began to straighten his hair, being thankful that he had kept his compact in his pocket because he didn’t think he’d be able to survive without it. After all, even between life and death, Ueda believed that your appearance is very important.
He looked at the dirt floor before him as he engraved four letters with the end of a sharp stick.
WWGD?
What would Gackt-sama do?
Ueda Tatsuya was quite known to be more classified as a mysterious loner. All his life in Johnny’s Jimusho, he never really had much of ‘talent’. He wasn’t the best singer nor was he the best dancer…and it wasn’t as if he was able to do a back flip either. Ueda pretty much couldn’t do anything and the idea of being unable to do anything really sunk Ueda into deep depression. KATTUN would often label Ueda as their leader, but Ueda knew it was out of pity. He knew that his other band members felt sorry for him as Ueda continued to seek his actual role in the group. Jin had his beautiful singing voice, Kame was a brilliant dancer, Koki had amazing rapping skills, Nakamaru had his incredible beat boxing, and Junno was able to do continuous black flips…
Ueda…well…Ueda…
Because of his depression he would often get into fights with other people, particularly ones with his own band member, Kamenashi Kazuya, but it wasn’t because he hated him or anything…it was more likely out of envy. Jealousy…yes, he was jealous that Kame was able to accomplish so much and be able to advance towards his goal, yet Ueda…Ueda wasn’t moving.
Nishikido Ryo hated him. That bothered Ueda. Ueda never meant any harm towards Ryo, but Ryo would treat the poor guy like shit. Ueda remembered trying his best to hold back his tears whenever Ryo insulted him, but in the end he would always run backstage and cry his heart out. The things that came out of Ryo’s mouth were awfully painful and Ueda felt that he could never forgive the sufferings that Ryo had inflicted upon him.
One time during an interview with NEWS, a question was asked to Ryo, Who in NEWS do you hate the most? Ryo immediately answered with ‘Ueda Tatsuya’.
In the end, Ueda is a lonely person. He’s not very outgoing or crazy…he is calmer. Yet he holds emptiness in his heart that yearns for someone to care for him but when anyone shows that sign of care ness…Ueda would often shut the door, rejecting what was being offered to him. It was hard for him to open up…it was hard for him to trust…it was hard for him to make friends who he can feel at ease being with…
Ueda knew that in this game, he wouldn’t be able to rely on anyone. It was basically one man for himself and that made Ueda scared…really scared. He hated being alone but the thought of trusting and being betrayed by others…it was quite unbearable.
“What would Gackt-sama do?” Ueda asked himself once more. He always idolized Gackt all his life. It was because of Gackt that he was inspired to get into the entertainment industry. He admired Gackt’s calm cool collectiveness and how he had an aura of something so great that one cannot find the words to describe. So he thought, if Gackt was in his place…what would Gackt do?
“I guess he would look at the map…” Ueda murmured to himself as he grabbed his bag, rummaging through it, only to find a brown paper bag. Ueda ignored the paper bag as he continued to search for his map, only to realize that he was sitting on it.
Ueda would never think twice sitting on the dirt floor. Of course he had to put something down so his Gucci jeans wouldn’t get ruined. Yes, even in a situation of life or death, Gucci pants were a must priority. Ueda was sure that Gackt would have thought the same.
His attention then turned to the brown paper bag in side as he slowly opened the bag, wondering what could possibly be inside. He frowned slightly only to see something frilly and lacy and…
“What the-?” Ueda’s eyes widened at the sight of lingerie. He picked up the lingerie with his thumb and index finger as he couldn’t help but blush at how scandalous the lingerie appeared. Yes, it would definitely be something he wouldn’t mind seeing his future girlfriend in, but on him…
However a small piece of paper fluttered out as Ueda picked up the paper, reading it as his eyes enlarged. He immediately threw the paper away as he began to take off his clothes and wear the lingerie.
Mr. Johnny Kitagawa smiled at the appalled soldiers around him. He walked over to the pile of money as he began to collect what was there.
“Well gentlemen, it appears that I have won the bet…” Mr. Johnny smiled.
“What the fuck!” One soldier exclaimed in horror. “That kid must be crazy to even CONSIDER WEARING THAT!”
“You wrote something, didn’t you?” Another soldier looked at Mr. Johnny. “You wrote something to persuade the boy to wear it…”
“What could you have possibly written?” Another soldier looked at the camera in disbelief, staring at the crumpled paper Ueda had thrown.
“It’s a secret.” Mr. Johnny winked.
Boy #14, Ninomiya Kazunari of Arashi was quite well known to be a mischievous prankster. He would often play tricks on his band members and enjoyed the thrill of surprising them. Yet the situation he was currently in was definitely no joke. But the urge of wanting to pull a prank…it was like embedded in his blood…like an uncontrollable habit.
Nino wanted to win. He wanted to win the game. He didn’t want to die. He had already accomplished so much in his life and he had much more accomplishments to achieve. After all, he was the best dancer in Arashi, has mad guitar skills, has amazing physical endurance for a pipsqueak, and was practically buddy-buddy with Clint Eastwood. Um yeah, having gone that far, why the hell would he want to end it there?
Yet Nino wanted to make things easier for himself. And he also wanted to play another prank and found that he was in the most perfect situation to be able to pull one…particularly on his own band mate…Boy #1, Aiba Masaki. Nino couldn’t say that Aiba was his most favorable person…the guy often irritated him with his stupidity and naivety. But his stupidity did have some sort of use especially in a situation as particular to this one. The only thing that ran through Nino’s brain was the hopes that Aiba held on to a good weapon…after all, the plunger he found in his bag before wouldn’t be too much good unless he sucked a person’s face to death or something like that.
Nino heard Aiba’s voice as it rung through the Haunted Mansion. He could hear Aiba talking to himself mumbling on the lines of dog…Goofy…Pluto…what the fuck…
Nino really wondered what actually went through Aiba’s mind and what Aiba thought. It was actually quite hard to tell, but then again Nino didn’t really care. He didn’t really have time to care about unimportant details.
The boy took note of the direction Aiba was walking as he could see the vague lighting coming from Aiba’s flashlight. Nino then came up with a brilliant plan to confront his band member as he predicted a spot Aiba would soon shortly come across. Nino went to an exposed coffin as he grabbed the dead puppet, throwing it to the side. He then immediately jumped into the coffin as he closed his eyes…waiting…
Aiba Masaki walked down the dark paths timidly. His legs shook with fear as he searched for an exit, his arm shaking violently as he moved his flashlight from side to side, yet he continued to talk loudly…seeing that his own voice was his only source of comfort. However just as he was about to take another step, something familiar came to his view as his eyes expanded in surprise.
Nino felt the bright rays of the flashlight shining upon his face. He did his best to not scrunch up his facial features by the light, yet wondering how the other boy would react.
Aiba’s mouth dropped as his flashlight fell to the floor. He immediately ran to Nino’s side as he grabbed on to his friend’s arm, shaking it rather violently.
“NINOMIYA!” Vast tears appeared in Aiba’s eyes, as he continued to shake the other boy. “WAKE UP! WAKE UP!”
Nino frowned to himself as he wanted Aiba to stop shaking him so hard because it was started to hurt. But Nino was patient…his plan had to go smoothly…for he had it all planned out in his mind. Nino raised his eyelids slowly, his facial features calm as if he wasn’t bothered by Aiba’s violent shakings.
“A-Aiba!” Nino exclaimed as Aiba let go of Nino’s arm with tears in his eyes.
“NINO!” Aiba let out a sigh of relief. “Oh my gosh, DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!”
“Scare you like what?” Nino frowned slightly.
“Like lying in that coffin whatever, I mean I guess it’s a good place to take a nap or something, but…” Aiba felt his voice croak slightly. “…but I thought you were dead!”
“I am dead.”
Aiba’s eyes expanded. Nino laughed in side at the boy’s gullibility, but his plan was going smoothly.
“W-WHAT?” Aiba couldn’t believe it. “No…no…y-you’re lying!”
“I’m not lying…” Nino reassured. “I’m a ghost.”
“EHHHHHH?” Aiba couldn’t believe. “B-But I touched you! I was able to feel you, I mean, aren’t ghost like see through and stuff?”
Nino began to let out a small laugh as he shook his head. “You watch too many movies. Everyone THINKS that way but have they actually SEEN actual ghosts? No, I don’t think so. REAL GHOSTS have flesh…it’s only ghosts in movies that are portrayed that way…”
“Oh my god…” Aiba couldn’t believe it. He just couldn’t believe.
His friend had become a ghost.
“Aiba…listen to me…” Nino waved at the other boy. “Someone killed me…you have to kill the fucker who killed me…”
“W-WHAT? SOMEONE KILLED YOU?” Aiba shook his head in disbelief. He couldn’t believe that people were actually playing the game. He couldn’t imagine people killing other people…particularly his own band member. “Who killed you?”
“I don’t know, but I feel that I’ll know once I see that person and you have to kill him for me…okay?” Nino smiled at his friend. “Avenge me…you’re the only one who can do it.”
“B-But…” Aiba bit his lips. He never had any intentions of killing anyone. Sure he had silly thoughts in the beginning but when it all came down to the actually killing…he didn’t have the guts or the heart to do it. “I-I can’t…”
“Aiba.” Nino stared at the other boy sternly.
“B-But…”
“You’re just going to let someone kill me like that?” Nino frowned. “LOOK AT ME. I’VE BECOME A FUCKING GHOST. I at least want my killer to suffer with me…”
Aiba took one look at Nino as he finally gave a small reluctant nod.
“O-Okay…I-I’ll do it…”
“Good, now tell me…what weapon did you get?”
“A-A box of toothpicks.”
Nino stared blankly at Aiba in disbelief.
“TOOTHPICKS?” Nino cried out in frustration as he jumped out of his coffin and smacked Aiba’s head. “HOW COULD YOU GET TOOTHPICKS? SUCH A USELESS USELESS WEAPON!”
“I’M SORRY!” Aiba winced as he tried to protect himself. “I TRIED MY BEST BUT I COULDN’T GET SOMETHING NOT TOOTHPICKS!!!!”
“You don’t even make any sense!” Nino frowned as he waved his arms frantically. He then crossed his arms as he sat back inside the coffin…pondering.
He would have to devise other strategies to win the game…and he would have Aiba do all the dirty work for him…
Yasuda Shota, boy #31, hugged his bag tightly as he roamed through the Matter horn bobsled ride. He felt that the icy mountain looked like a save secure place to hide himself within, although he really wished he had waited for Yokoyama. The sudden shock and impact from the soldier with a gun had traumatized the boy so much that he immediately sprinted off once he got out of Sleeping Beauty’s Castle. The boy didn’t have time to think, he just wanted to live.
But he hated being alone. Yasuda wished he had someone with him…it could be anyone…he just needed another human being…another presence…just to make him feel safe…
Yasuda walked up the elevating slopes of the mountain as he turned the corner only to face a…
“AHHHHH!”
Yasuda screamed in horror as he ran off towards an unknown direction. He had just saw a snow monster glaring with red eyes. Of course it was just a doll used to scare people on the ride, but Yasuda couldn’t help but be scared shitless. He was terrified of monsters…even fake ones.
The boy finally came to stop as he was almost out of breath. He fumbled as he took a seat on the chilly ground, tears uncontrollably forming in his eyes once more.
Yasuda cried endlessly.
All he wanted was a companion.
Boy #29, Yamashita Tomohisa, the graceful leader of NEWS was currently stuck in a cave. All he wanted was a hiding place to think things through but little did he know that he would be actually stuck in his hiding place. For the first time in his life, Yamapi hated his manboobs. If only they were a bit smaller he wouldn’t be so…so…stuck.
Yamapi immediately took that statement back. What the hell was he talking about? He loved his manboobs. He worked way too hard for those boobs…all those long enduring hours of weight training and surfing…okay that is totally not the point.
The point was he was stuck. The cave was in the form of a log so Yamapi’s lower half body was stuck as his upper body was out in the open. He frowned as he used his arms to pull himself out, failing for the millionth time. The boy let out a huge sigh as he would have no choice but to use…THAT, when he really didn’t want to use THAT.
He grabbed his bag as he rummaged through, his eyes gleaming reluctantly upon his given weapon. He hesitantly grabbed the weapon as he told himself that he would not be using it for killing but for freeing himself from this deadly hellhole. Yamapi grabbed his gun as he aimed within the cave, hoping to free up a bit of space, enabling him to slide out.
Yamapi quickly pulled the trigger as it indented the cave. Yamapi sucked in his breath as he pulled his body out. The boy was finally freed. Yamapi let out his breath as he vowed to hide in BIGGER hiding spots.
He took a few breaths as he leaned on the outside layer of cave, slowly getting into a thinking mode. What was he to do?
He wanted everyone to live. He hated Johnny for tricking them into going on this trip. It was obvious to Yamapi that Mr. Johnny had betrayed them and set the boys up. Yamapi fumed with anger as he clutched onto his rifle tightly, wishing that Johnny was in his place…going through the same fear that they are forced to succumb to.
But Pi was scared. He was scared of that game itself and that the game may change all his friends and their moral ways of thinking. But the thing that scared him most was the fact that he himself might give in to this darkness of killing.
Pi shook his head. He was thinking nonsense. He didn’t hate anyone…of course… Everyone adored him…everyone looked up to him…everyone admired him…it’s only normal for him to return the mutual feelings.
Yet one person…one person…Yamapi frowned. He shook his head once more.
The boy stood up as he decided to venture on to a new hiding place, only to see something that caught his eye. He frowned slightly only to see a familiar figure running down past him. He gave a small smile as he began to quickly follow that person from a good distance behind.
“Shuuuuuuuji-kun…” Yamapi spoke in his infamous Akira tone. “…I found you.”
//end chapter
A/N: SORRY.
FOR TWO THINGS.
ONE.
I took so long updating. Well the good thing is that Finals are over and one with but the bad thing is that my dad recently fired some dude for stealing money so I have to take over his shifts and work...in other words, less writing time for me. ;o;
But I'll try my very best to update frequently.
TWO.
This chapter sucked ass. Sorry, I promise the next one will be better. Blargh, this is what happens to your brain when you're deprived of creative writing for a week. Definitely not a good thing.
There MIGHT be a death in the next chapter. I'm just warning you all and preparing you emotionally because after all this fic is all about killing and not every character can slide away from death, but yeah, just don't give me comments like "HOMGZ U KILLED MY HUBBY I HATE YOU!"
I will answer with "Good gawd, I warned you! Your hubby will die at one point, it was your choice to read the fic!"
and uh laff at ur face. D:
THE BOYS
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2
3
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7
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10
11
12
13
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15
16
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19
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21
22
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31
32
Credit// Icon Table Generator
Weapons
1. Pistol issued to Boy #12 Matsumoto Jun
2. Lingerie issued to Boy #26 Ueda Tatsuya
3. Machine Gun issued to Boy #11 Masuda Takahisa
4. Rifle issued to Boy #29 Yamashita Tomohisa
6. Knife issued to Boy #31 Yasuda Shota
7. Revolver issued to Boy #3 Ayukawa Taiyo
8. Shotgun issued to Boy #17 Ohno Satoshi
9. Sword issued to Boy #15 Nishikido Ryo
10. Pack of Matches issued to Boy #18 Sakurai Sho
11. Hand Gun issued to Boy #16 Ohkura Tadayoshi
12. Hammer issued to Boy #7 Kato Shigeaki
13. Rope issued to Boy #4 Imai Tsubasa
14. Clothes hanger issued to Boy #30 Yaotome Hikaru
15. Pack of toothpicks issued to Boy #1 Aiba Masaki
16. Myojo Magazine issued to Boy #25 Uchi Hiroki
17. Fireworks issued to Boy #28 Yamashita Shoon
18. Origami Paper issued to Boy #23 Tanaka Koki
19. Plunger issued to Boy #14 Ninomiya Kazunari
20. Coconut Bra issued to Boy #22 Takizawa Hideaki
21. Pack of gum issued to Boy #19 Shibutani Subaru
22. BB gun issued to Boy #2 Akanishi Jin
23. Handcuffs issued to Boy #9 Kusano Hironori
24. Lead Pipe issued to Boy #13 Nakamaru Yuichi
25. Wrench issued to Boy #8 Koyama Keiichirou
26. Whoopee Cushion issued to Boy #6 Kamenashi Kazuya
27. Thong issued to Boy #10 Maruyama Ryuhei
28. Bulletproof vest issued to Boy #20 Shingo Murakami
29. Syringe issued to Boy #32 Yokoyama Yu
30. Bottle of Ketchup issued to Boy #27 Yabu Kota
31. Special Poison issued to Boy #24 Tegoshi Yuya
32. NEWS Uchiwa issued to Boy #21 Taguchi Junnosuke
