Japanese!Actress Anon Meme!
J!ACTRESS ANON MEME!!!
You know how there are so many different JE!fic anon memes out there? Well, what about their leading ladies? They deserve as much fic love as the boys do. Which is where this comes in!
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You know how there are so many different JE!fic anon memes out there? Well, what about their leading ladies? They deserve as much fic love as the boys do. Which is where this comes in!
Request in the comments! Anon is on, IP logging is off.
Who I Want: (Girl or girls or girl/girl or girl/boy or whatever related to the ( Read more... )
She meets him on a rainy summer night when the water does nothing but make the heat from the ground rise and form into droplets of sweat that trickle thickly down their backs. Sachiko had been content to stay in front of her electric fan while poring over her notes in pharmacology in preparation for a non-existent exam that she expects their professor would give after vacation, but her friends had been adamant in getting her out of her stifling, pitifully small apartment. You know all that stuff already, anyway! one friend practically yelled. C'mon, it's summer! Let's go have some fun, okay?
She had resisted until the last minute, hemming and hawing and giving excuses like how she didn't really have anything to wear (I'll lend you a dress, another friend offered) and how it was so hot outside despite the rains (We'll go somewhere cool! assured another) and how she didn't want to go somewhere noisy (Fine, we'll go to a library, yet another quipped). In the end it was under Hotta's insistence that Sachiko had finally relented. (Not that she could have pulled away from Hotta's firm grip around her wrist, though she could have swung her other hand to wipe that never-ending smile off of his face.)
They go to a bar, a place that is neither cool nor quiet, Sachiko nearly tripping over the heels a friend had lent her along with the dress as they walk up to a table. It's crowded and noisy inside, though it's not too long before she learns to appreciate the noise as it's actual music coming from the band playing on stage. It's a good song with a catchy enough melody, and her head bobs along with the beat until the lead singer's voice fades into the background to give way for a guitar solo.
She doesn't see the guitarist's face at first, though there is already something almost mysteriously handsome with the way his bangs sweep down over his eyes in his total concentration. She couldn't deny either that the way his fingers move over the strings is almost sensual. The applause after rings in her subconscious before she actually hears it, making her jump a little in her seat and nearly slosh beer over her (borrowed) dress, but her eyes remain on the guitarist, who looks up just then with a smile on his face that is the combination of impish and sheepish--and straight at her.
And despite her declarations of long ago that described her ideal man as tall, handsome, kind and smart (which, a friend slyly pointed out, would be Hotta-kun, wouldn't it? Sachiko had been startled, then; she never really saw Hotta as anything but an incredibly reliable and sometimes slightly overstepping and irritating but well-meaning friend), this guitarist--which she would later see when he stands up as not too tall and passably handsome, and later know as incredibly kind to a fault, who barely pass his classes in university in between doing what he loved (being in a band with his friends) and a part-time job (working the cashier at a nearby konbini)--his smile makes her heart skip a beat.
Needless to say, she falls in love.
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(So does he. Later he'll say it was because the strap of her dress, almost one size too big, was falling off her shoulder. She beans him with her shoe for that comment, and then the other when he manages to duck.)
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They share everything from bowls of ramen to tubs of ice cream, bus rides to train rides, umbrellas under the sudden summer showers, kisses under the rain when neither of them remember to bring umbrellas. She asks him to leave clothes in her apartment when he is practically sleeping over every night anyway, then leaves him with almost nothing to wear because she wears his shirts to sleep in.
It's almost unbearably hot one afternoon that she feels like kicking him off her futon, but her rented apartment is so small that there'd be nowhere for him to go. Scoffing at his suggestion that they take a shower together, they lie in bed, talking about everything and nothing and Yuuji humming made-up songs of how her skin feels under his fingers that has Sachiko giggling under him. She swats at his exploring digits half-heartedly, until he leans down to press a kiss on her collarbone, tongue darting out to taste her skin and she thinks she forgets to breathe.
She's a nurse; she's studying to be a nurse, she really should have known better. He whispers, I love you, Sachi, just before he leans over her completely and rolls her on her back, and Sachiko closes her eyes and thinks that it doesn't really matter.
Needless to say, she gets pregnant.
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She cries buckets and throws her nursing books at the walls and eats nothing but ice cream and refuses to go out unless it's to attend classes, which she still gets high marks for despite not studying like she usually did. She doesn't tell anyone; she couldn't tell anyone without feeling like a complete failure in life and/or wanting to castrate Yuuji by hand.
Yuuji himself goes suddenly missing in action after she tells him of their successful but unexpected procreation. Sachiko thinks it's better that way, because seeing him would make her murder him and/or burst into more tears than she already does. So she wipes at her eyes, picks her books back up, eats more ice cream and stays cooped in.
She wakes up one evening to the sound of a guitar strumming and his voice asking her in a song to marry him. Sachiko throws open her window with every intention of throwing down something at him--she didn't know what, exactly, as she needed all her pairs of shoes, and her books didn't come cheap, either--but he's grinning up at her in that same impish, sheepish way that made her fall for him for the first time, and she laughs until she cries. Again.
(Yes, she tells him much later, after he'd come up to her door and she refused to let him in and he was forced to spend the night on her doormat with his guitar for a pillow. I'll marry you, Yuu-chan.)
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Needless to say, their families did not approve.
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Eight years later, she lies on an operating table with her feet propped up and told by nurses to push, push, push, Sachiko-san! and she's cursing Yuuji under her breath for being too chicken to be in the delivery room with her to hold her hand. It's his name she screams out in pain because no, she did not need an epidural, thank you (she'd gone without it both times when giving birth to Masaru and then Mako), but the pain is well worth it when, much later, she sees the expression on his face as he takes in the sight of not one, but two new additions to their family.
Needless to say, looking back on everything, she regrets absolutely nothing.
orz may have been hurriedly ended, so sorry anon!
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So does he. Later he'll say it was because the strap of her dress, almost one size too big, was falling off her shoulder. She beans him with her shoe for that comment, and then the other when he manages to duck.
i LOVED this line hahaha sachi is so awesome ♥
and just awwww at them sharing ice cream and kisses under the rain a;lskdg and gah everything, really. they are the cutest ;_; ♥
i really loved this anon-san!! thank you so so much for fulfilling my request!! ♥♥♥♥ :D
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also yuuchiko is an adorable namesquish and a;slkg agreed there are definitely not enough people shipping them and their utter adorableness T_T
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this is just beautiful ;____;
so weird that I just saw this meme on tumblr and I'm so glad that I discovered and read this. <3
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