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Utsukushii Koto & Itoshii Koto Drama CD extra 「時計」「2」 (last part)
Translated from:
http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_4e9faf640100ffic.html
Please do not repost; thank you. :)
Whooo, finally finished part two. I love how Matsuoka seems to lack confidence when it concerns Hirosue.
Enjoy! :)
Encircled in Hirosue’s arms and relishing the late hours of the Saturday morning, Matsuoka decided to stay at home all day because his lover was there. At the sound of his ringtong, he got up restlessly and swiped his cell phone from the bedside table.
“Yes, Matsuoka speaking.”
Matsuoka felt a chill go down his spine as Hirosue Motofumi pulled him back into his arms. Matsuoka, who was ticklish, straightened his shoulders.
“Is this Shinozaki(筱崎?), what do you want, it’s still so early ?”
“Early? It’s already past ten.” Shinozaki’s calm speaking voice leaked in from his cell phone.
Feeling the sense of urgency in his tone, Matsuoka’s body stiffened.
“So, what do you want?”
Matsuoka’s overly loud voice gave Hirosue, who was holding him, a shock.
“…Going to another’s place to bow and apologise…and getting told not to come again, that’s expected….”
Matsuoka wrestled free from Hirosue’s hold, and walked out of the room, naked. Hirosue stared at the closed door dazedly. Just before, he was having a comfortable nap, but he was completely awake now.
Getting up from the bed, Hirosue put on the scattered clothes from the floor properly, picked up Matsuoka’s pyjama top, and walked out of the room. Unsurprisingly, Matsuoka was standing in the living room, talking on the phone with a stern voice.
“…In that case, you need to let the other side feel your sincerity. Do not assume that if it wouldn’t be recognised that it could be left alone.”
Hirosue slipped the top over Matsuoka’s naked back. Surprised, Matsuoka turned his head whilst Hirosue gently stroked Matsuoka’s tensed shoulders and then returned to the bedroom. He felt that it would be better if he went somewhere where he couldn’t hear Matsuoka’s speaking voice for now.
Ten minutes… after approximately fifteen minutes, Matsuoka returned to the bedroom.
“I’m really sorry I woke you up. Thanks for bringing this”, Matsuoka said as he held on to the top.
“Everything’s fine?”
Matsuoka laughed wryly.
“I need to go to the office later. I’m really sorry, you only came over specifically and yet…”
‘Isn’t it Saturday today?’ Hirosue thought, but didn’t say anything.
“It’s alright, you don’t have to worry about me.”
Nose feeling a bit itchy, Hirosue gave a sneeze. Even though it was Matsuoka who should be feeling cold, Hirosue sneezed three times in a row.
“Are you ok? Have you caught a cold?”
Before coming to Tokyo, Hirosue had already been sneezing non-stop. He reassured the worried Matsuoka, laughing, “I’m alright, I’m alright.”
After Matsuoka took a shower, he put on a suit. Although it was evident that Matsuoka had already put on his clothes, Hirosue was remembering the lewd, naked body hidden beneath the layers of cloth.
After straightening his tie, Matsuoka touched Hirosue’s right hand and said, “Well, I’m going now.”
“Alright.”
“I’ll give you a call before I get home.”
“Yup.” At the same time, Hirosue sneezed again. Matsuoka went to the closet and took something from the top drawer on the right.
“Although this is just normal over the counter flue tablets, they are really effective. I usually take them when I want to get better fast.”
“Ah, thank you.”
After passing the bottle of cold tablets to Hirosue, he lovingly stroked Hirosue’s head before heading out the door reluctantly.
Leaving colds to develop over a long period of time was bad. Hirosue heard that the best way to cure colds was to take medicine. Hence, following the dosage label on the bottle, he took 3 tablets.
Now that he knew where Matsuoka had kept the pills, Hirosue wanted to put them back to their original spot and headed back to the cabinet. Opening the drawer on the top right and peering in, he tilted his head. In the meticulously tidy drawer, there wasn’t any other types of medicine present.
Although he did remember that it was this drawer, it might be the second drawer. No… he really remembered that it was this first one.
Hirosue spotted a square leather box near him. ‘This might be the medicine box’, he thought, and prised it out of the drawer. Opening the lid, Hirosue gave a wry smile. Although he did know that Matsuoka was an interesting person, even to the point of having such an interesting medicine bo- but it wasn’t a medicine box… but a watch case.
Although Hirosue had only been using a watch with a blue dial which Matsuoka had given him as a present, Matsuoka not only had one watch; usually matching his clothes with a complementing watch. In this box with dividing sections, there was only one handsome looking watch.
Closing the lid, Hirosue returned the box to the drawer. However, after putting the box in, he was unable to shut the drawer fully. There was something under the box. He rummaged through the drawer and found a thin, rectangular wooden box, on its surface a beautifully carved decoration. This must also be a watch case. Hirosue inadvertently opened the lid, and let a ‘Huh?!’
This was a watch that definitely did not match up to the types of watches Matsuoka owned. The face of the watch with full of scratches, and the worn wrist band that had faded to a beige…. There is no doubt, this was his watch!
Last year… Hirosue had lost it during the camping trip. He thought it was lost. But why would the watch be here?
The watched that he had dropped was picked up by Matsuoka. But if so, why didn’t he return it to him? Maybe Matsuoka knew that it was his, but brought it back nonetheless?
The wooden box was lined with a velvety fabric as soft as swan feathers.
Holding onto the watch, Hirosue remembered what had happened that time. In the middle of the night, Matsuoka went out of the hotel and didn’t return. Hirosue then left to look for him, and found him sleeping in the car. At that time, when he’d found Matsuoka, he was very angry.
How would I have reacted if it were the me now? What would I say to the Matsuoka then?
----
Matsuoka returned just after two o’clock in the afternoon. His subordinate had made an error at work, and Matsuoka and him went to the client’s place to apologise. The rest of the matter, Hirosue did not need to pursue further.
Hirosue had eaten some bread when he woke up, but Matsuoka still had not eaten. Since it was at such a lukewarm hour (it was neither lunch or dinner time), and both of them didn’t have the energy to cook up a meal, they decided to eat out.
When they were eating, Matsuoka hardly said anything. Although usually Matsuoka would talk a bit when he was with Hirosue, today he was still very preoccupied with work and was silent. In this situation, it was impossible to bring up the topic of Hirosue’s watch, hence Hirosue also fell silent.
On their way back to the apartment, Hirosue noticed that Matsuoka was staring at him with a serious look.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing.”
Although Matsuoka said that, Hirosue could not let the matter go, and asked again, “What’s wrong?”
“Are you angry?” Matsuoka asked the unexpected, giving Hirosue a shock.
“I’m not angry.”
“It’s rare that you come over, and I’ve let you stay at home alone.”
HIrosue laughed. “I’m not a child anymore, I won’t mind. And moreover, I knew that you had to go out for a good reason.”
Hirosue held Matsuoka against himself, and Matsuoka relaxed and closed his eyes. Hirosue carried on what they were doing the night before, his fingertips caressing Matsuoka, and asking, “Can I?”
His lover’s face turned red. Looking down, he said, “I’ll go take a shower first.”
“It’s good just like this.”
Pulling along a gentle hand with him, Hirosue entered the bedroom.
----
Having eaten out at such an irregular timing, and then also making love at a time that was neither here nor there, it was already past nine o’clock when their stomachs became hungry.
As they started talking about un-erotic matters such as, “Should we call for take-out?” whilst bodies were still naked and intertwined, Hirosue felt that it was a good opportunity to bring up the matter about the watch.
“Thank you for the medicine today.”
As Hirosue was thanking him, Matsuoka placed his hand on Hirosue’s forehead.
“You don’t have a fever.”
“Un, I was only sneezing for a bit this morning. I wanted to put the pills back to the drawer, so I went to the drawer in the cabinet. At the time I found the watch that…”
His lover’s soft, gentle expression stiffened instantly.
“So-Sorry.”
From Matsuoka’s apology, Hirosue understood that Matsuoka had known that the watch belonged to him, yet hid it from him. He stroked Matsuoka’s head gently.
“I’m not angry. I’ve already forgotten about losing the watch, and I think the one you gave me is even more suitable.”
“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!”
Although Hirosue had said he wasn’t angry, Matsuoka continued to apologise.
“When we went camping last time, I realised that you had lost your watch. I heard that it was something precious to you, and wanted to return it… but…”
Matsuoka curled up pitifully, tears gathering at his eyes. Hirosue tenderly kissed all his tears away.
“That watch, I’ll give it to Matsuoka.”
“But-!”
“If you have no problem with such an old and worn object, I’ll give it to you. So, there’s no need to hide it anymore.”
“-so sorry… I’m so sorry…”
“Don’t cry…”
Although it was merely an old watch, with nothing special about it, Matsuoka had kept it in a high quality and sophisticated box that obviously was worth even more than the watch itself.
Seeing the crying and trembling form of Matsuoka only made Hirosue fall for him more.
“Thank you, for always treasuring this watch.” Hirosue whispered in a low voice in his lover’s ear.
-End-
Translated from:
http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_4e9faf640100ffic.html
Please do not repost; thank you. :)
Whooo, finally finished part two. I love how Matsuoka seems to lack confidence when it concerns Hirosue.
Enjoy! :)
Encircled in Hirosue’s arms and relishing the late hours of the Saturday morning, Matsuoka decided to stay at home all day because his lover was there. At the sound of his ringtong, he got up restlessly and swiped his cell phone from the bedside table.
“Yes, Matsuoka speaking.”
Matsuoka felt a chill go down his spine as Hirosue Motofumi pulled him back into his arms. Matsuoka, who was ticklish, straightened his shoulders.
“Is this Shinozaki(筱崎?), what do you want, it’s still so early ?”
“Early? It’s already past ten.” Shinozaki’s calm speaking voice leaked in from his cell phone.
Feeling the sense of urgency in his tone, Matsuoka’s body stiffened.
“So, what do you want?”
Matsuoka’s overly loud voice gave Hirosue, who was holding him, a shock.
“…Going to another’s place to bow and apologise…and getting told not to come again, that’s expected….”
Matsuoka wrestled free from Hirosue’s hold, and walked out of the room, naked. Hirosue stared at the closed door dazedly. Just before, he was having a comfortable nap, but he was completely awake now.
Getting up from the bed, Hirosue put on the scattered clothes from the floor properly, picked up Matsuoka’s pyjama top, and walked out of the room. Unsurprisingly, Matsuoka was standing in the living room, talking on the phone with a stern voice.
“…In that case, you need to let the other side feel your sincerity. Do not assume that if it wouldn’t be recognised that it could be left alone.”
Hirosue slipped the top over Matsuoka’s naked back. Surprised, Matsuoka turned his head whilst Hirosue gently stroked Matsuoka’s tensed shoulders and then returned to the bedroom. He felt that it would be better if he went somewhere where he couldn’t hear Matsuoka’s speaking voice for now.
Ten minutes… after approximately fifteen minutes, Matsuoka returned to the bedroom.
“I’m really sorry I woke you up. Thanks for bringing this”, Matsuoka said as he held on to the top.
“Everything’s fine?”
Matsuoka laughed wryly.
“I need to go to the office later. I’m really sorry, you only came over specifically and yet…”
‘Isn’t it Saturday today?’ Hirosue thought, but didn’t say anything.
“It’s alright, you don’t have to worry about me.”
Nose feeling a bit itchy, Hirosue gave a sneeze. Even though it was Matsuoka who should be feeling cold, Hirosue sneezed three times in a row.
“Are you ok? Have you caught a cold?”
Before coming to Tokyo, Hirosue had already been sneezing non-stop. He reassured the worried Matsuoka, laughing, “I’m alright, I’m alright.”
After Matsuoka took a shower, he put on a suit. Although it was evident that Matsuoka had already put on his clothes, Hirosue was remembering the lewd, naked body hidden beneath the layers of cloth.
After straightening his tie, Matsuoka touched Hirosue’s right hand and said, “Well, I’m going now.”
“Alright.”
“I’ll give you a call before I get home.”
“Yup.” At the same time, Hirosue sneezed again. Matsuoka went to the closet and took something from the top drawer on the right.
“Although this is just normal over the counter flue tablets, they are really effective. I usually take them when I want to get better fast.”
“Ah, thank you.”
After passing the bottle of cold tablets to Hirosue, he lovingly stroked Hirosue’s head before heading out the door reluctantly.
Leaving colds to develop over a long period of time was bad. Hirosue heard that the best way to cure colds was to take medicine. Hence, following the dosage label on the bottle, he took 3 tablets.
Now that he knew where Matsuoka had kept the pills, Hirosue wanted to put them back to their original spot and headed back to the cabinet. Opening the drawer on the top right and peering in, he tilted his head. In the meticulously tidy drawer, there wasn’t any other types of medicine present.
Although he did remember that it was this drawer, it might be the second drawer. No… he really remembered that it was this first one.
Hirosue spotted a square leather box near him. ‘This might be the medicine box’, he thought, and prised it out of the drawer. Opening the lid, Hirosue gave a wry smile. Although he did know that Matsuoka was an interesting person, even to the point of having such an interesting medicine bo- but it wasn’t a medicine box… but a watch case.
Although Hirosue had only been using a watch with a blue dial which Matsuoka had given him as a present, Matsuoka not only had one watch; usually matching his clothes with a complementing watch. In this box with dividing sections, there was only one handsome looking watch.
Closing the lid, Hirosue returned the box to the drawer. However, after putting the box in, he was unable to shut the drawer fully. There was something under the box. He rummaged through the drawer and found a thin, rectangular wooden box, on its surface a beautifully carved decoration. This must also be a watch case. Hirosue inadvertently opened the lid, and let a ‘Huh?!’
This was a watch that definitely did not match up to the types of watches Matsuoka owned. The face of the watch with full of scratches, and the worn wrist band that had faded to a beige…. There is no doubt, this was his watch!
Last year… Hirosue had lost it during the camping trip. He thought it was lost. But why would the watch be here?
The watched that he had dropped was picked up by Matsuoka. But if so, why didn’t he return it to him? Maybe Matsuoka knew that it was his, but brought it back nonetheless?
The wooden box was lined with a velvety fabric as soft as swan feathers.
Holding onto the watch, Hirosue remembered what had happened that time. In the middle of the night, Matsuoka went out of the hotel and didn’t return. Hirosue then left to look for him, and found him sleeping in the car. At that time, when he’d found Matsuoka, he was very angry.
How would I have reacted if it were the me now? What would I say to the Matsuoka then?
----
Matsuoka returned just after two o’clock in the afternoon. His subordinate had made an error at work, and Matsuoka and him went to the client’s place to apologise. The rest of the matter, Hirosue did not need to pursue further.
Hirosue had eaten some bread when he woke up, but Matsuoka still had not eaten. Since it was at such a lukewarm hour (it was neither lunch or dinner time), and both of them didn’t have the energy to cook up a meal, they decided to eat out.
When they were eating, Matsuoka hardly said anything. Although usually Matsuoka would talk a bit when he was with Hirosue, today he was still very preoccupied with work and was silent. In this situation, it was impossible to bring up the topic of Hirosue’s watch, hence Hirosue also fell silent.
On their way back to the apartment, Hirosue noticed that Matsuoka was staring at him with a serious look.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing.”
Although Matsuoka said that, Hirosue could not let the matter go, and asked again, “What’s wrong?”
“Are you angry?” Matsuoka asked the unexpected, giving Hirosue a shock.
“I’m not angry.”
“It’s rare that you come over, and I’ve let you stay at home alone.”
HIrosue laughed. “I’m not a child anymore, I won’t mind. And moreover, I knew that you had to go out for a good reason.”
Hirosue held Matsuoka against himself, and Matsuoka relaxed and closed his eyes. Hirosue carried on what they were doing the night before, his fingertips caressing Matsuoka, and asking, “Can I?”
His lover’s face turned red. Looking down, he said, “I’ll go take a shower first.”
“It’s good just like this.”
Pulling along a gentle hand with him, Hirosue entered the bedroom.
----
Having eaten out at such an irregular timing, and then also making love at a time that was neither here nor there, it was already past nine o’clock when their stomachs became hungry.
As they started talking about un-erotic matters such as, “Should we call for take-out?” whilst bodies were still naked and intertwined, Hirosue felt that it was a good opportunity to bring up the matter about the watch.
“Thank you for the medicine today.”
As Hirosue was thanking him, Matsuoka placed his hand on Hirosue’s forehead.
“You don’t have a fever.”
“Un, I was only sneezing for a bit this morning. I wanted to put the pills back to the drawer, so I went to the drawer in the cabinet. At the time I found the watch that…”
His lover’s soft, gentle expression stiffened instantly.
“So-Sorry.”
From Matsuoka’s apology, Hirosue understood that Matsuoka had known that the watch belonged to him, yet hid it from him. He stroked Matsuoka’s head gently.
“I’m not angry. I’ve already forgotten about losing the watch, and I think the one you gave me is even more suitable.”
“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!”
Although Hirosue had said he wasn’t angry, Matsuoka continued to apologise.
“When we went camping last time, I realised that you had lost your watch. I heard that it was something precious to you, and wanted to return it… but…”
Matsuoka curled up pitifully, tears gathering at his eyes. Hirosue tenderly kissed all his tears away.
“That watch, I’ll give it to Matsuoka.”
“But-!”
“If you have no problem with such an old and worn object, I’ll give it to you. So, there’s no need to hide it anymore.”
“-so sorry… I’m so sorry…”
“Don’t cry…”
Although it was merely an old watch, with nothing special about it, Matsuoka had kept it in a high quality and sophisticated box that obviously was worth even more than the watch itself.
Seeing the crying and trembling form of Matsuoka only made Hirosue fall for him more.
“Thank you, for always treasuring this watch.” Hirosue whispered in a low voice in his lover’s ear.
-End-