Gift fic for girltype
To: girltype
From: honeyswallow
SEASON'S GREETINGS!
Title: It's a time for sad love songs (So give give give)
Group: SMAP
Rating: G
Pairing: Shingo/Goro (not really)
Summary: To Katori Shingo, Inagaki Goro is irritating - more than enough of a reason to play dirty.
Notes: Several fandom-related things:
1 Goro was actually the first person Shingo met at the train station when he went to the JE audition.
2. In the spring special of 1999 where Goro and Shingo had to tramp through Hokkaido, it is mentioned that Shingo usually hits Goro when he feels upset, but it was in that special that he also promised not to do it anymore.
3. 3. Masayuki Mori left SMAP in 1996.
At twelve
Shingo knows he can do it.
He can do it if he really puts his mind to it, but right at this moment, with no one but his sister by his side, his sister who dragged him to this intimidating building out of no other reason but greed, he isn't so sure. Not that he would have said so if anyone asked him.
Katori Shingo has never been a boy who doubts himself, and he doesn't feel like starting now.
Looking at his sister, he isn't even sure if she took him here just to get her autograph, or if she really believes in him.
It's not too important to him actually, either he does this properly or not at all.
Trying, with him, means winning.
When he meets Inagaki Goro however, just seeing the small, black-haired boy who clings to his sister's hand like a lifeline, even though he seems to be a lot older than Shingo himself, it's then that Shingo knows he should, can and will grow up. Fast.
They lock eyes on the way in.
At thirteen
He has gotten used to it all, somehow.
Not being able to see his family as often as he would like to.
Sharing a dorm room with someone he has never seen before or spoken to in his entire life.
Being independent and alone.
Being lonely.
The only problem is that Shingo has forgotten why exactly he is doing all of it.
„That's why we all need to become friends,“ Nakai laughs and pats his back,
„So we don't have to think about the reason anymore.“
He then proceeds to shove a tired-looking Goro into Shingo's room.
He had been standing in front of the door for an hour, thinking of a reason to knock and seem nonchalant even though he could hear Shingo cry.
At fourteen
Kusanagi is a person Shingo wouldn't mind looking up to.
He's already seventeen, but it doesn't really show, and somehow, in all his calm clumsiness and quiet determination, there is a man who will come far, because whenever he tries his best with a choreography, whenever he still needs to get the hang of a song, it shows. That learning process alone makes him look more mature than people like Takuya and Mori, who seem to master everything so effortlessly.
The longer Shingo thinks about this person, the more he likes him.
He's just right, that Kusanagi Tsuyoshi.
They become friends, first good friends, then best friends, and finally Shingo has someone he can stick to like glue.
He knows Tsuyoshi is his sempai, though, and as such he has a right to talk about Shingo to the others.
Tsuyoshi can betray him.
At fifteen
Inagaki Goro is irritating.
He's quiet, but still a boy of unexpectedly high tension, mysterious and delicate.
He's not direct enough to be liked by Shingo, to him he feels like a complete opposite, a rival, an unneeded presence.
It's the long unvoiced dislike that makes Shingo hit him squarely in the face one day, a strong fifteen-year old against a small twenty-year old who expected the blow but couldn't dodge it, didn't try to dodge it.
„It's okay,“ he says, calm even in defeat, down on the floor,
„You can hit me whenever you feel frustrated.“
Shingo will never win against someone who refuses to fight back.
At sixteen
It’s a coincidence.
It couldn't be anything other than that, but Shingo still asks himself why on earth, considering Tokyo's population, he had to meet him. Here.
Inagaki Goro is standing in a shop for musical instruments, and maybe it's not such a big coincidence after all, seeing as this is their only day off and this is the shop where Takuya bought his guitar, but now Shingo is standing in the door with Goro staring at him wordlessly, holding a guitar in his hands that the younger boy instantly falls in love with.
„You know, I think that's the same one Takuya has,“ he sneers, but freezes the moment Goro shakes his head no.
„It's not, I just asked.“
„As if you could tell one guitar from the other.“
Goro scowls just the tiniest bit, but he doesn't budge.
Shingo gives him a desperate look.
„Something smaller would fit you better?“ he tries, but immediately knows it's no use.
„I like this one,“ Goro says evenly,
„I was just about to pay for it.“
And so it comes that they leave the shop with identical guitars, hidden safely within identical cases, and Shingo would like to accuse his band mate for not taking something like learning the guitar seriously. But it was an expensive one, and Goro doesn't like to spend a lot of money on things he doesn't really need, that much Shingo knows.
They meet regularly from then on, practising chords in the dressing room before a show, on set before SMAPxSMAP. At first they just silently sit in different corners of the same room, then move closer towards each other, sit beside each other, and then, one day when Shingo just can't stand knowing Goro is playing the chord the wrong way all the time, they finally start practising together.
At first, it was just a coincidence.
At seventeen
„I really think you should talk to him about it.“
„...It will stop one day. It's not normal, anyway.“
„That's why it won't stop.“
Shingo tries hard not to listen, especially since he recognises the voices.
SMAP's two soft-spoken members.
„I wonder if he will keep hitting me...“ Goro mumbled, then the noise of softly strummed guitar strings echoes inside the room.
„I wonder why I don't mind.“
Shingo swears to himself never to eavesdrop on anyone again.
At eighteen
„Remember to be good,“ Mori says and pats Shingo's head, smiling brightly.
„Or else we'll meet again!“
Shingo sniffs uncomfortably, feeling his eyes fill with tears.
„But... why?“ he whines, but the only answer he gets is one he doesn't understand, not until much later.
„So it's fair game.“
Someone else comes out.
The light squeaking of doors can be heard behind the younger boy, but he doesn't turn.
Mori does.
„Ah, here comes your saviour.“
He grins, and waves at the person behind Shingo.
„Somehow, I think you might just be the person needed here. Take care of him!“
When Shingo turns, he stands face to face with Goro.
Mori leaves without another word.
At nineteen
“I'm not going on that !!!”
To find the trailer at the amusement park housing his band for preparation purposes, Shingo only has to follow the shouting.
One voice rings above all the others, and someone is throwing a tantrum.
“No one told me I was supposed to go on a roller coaster!”
“But Goro-chan,” Takuya tries, even though Shingo can already hear the edge in his voice, that tone he only uses when he is slowly losing patience,
“This is an amusement park, what did you expect?”
“I'm not going!!” Goro shouts again, raising his voice a notch, and then there are other voices, everyone is arguing now, and the moment Shingo opens the door just a creak, he sees something flying past it and the sound of shattering glass can be heard.
The silence that follows the action is tangible.
“Did you just throw your mirror at me?” Takuya finally shouts, and the small amount of time it takes Shingo to fully push through the door was already enough for the older man to throw himself at Goro, and the two of them become a tangled heap on the floor of the trailer , throwing punches.
Nakai tries to separate them, but he gets more involved in the fight than he ends it, Tsuyoshi tries it with words, and then Shingo decides to raise his voice, too.
“Will you stop it?” he shouts, and somehow the fact that no one noticed him being in the room before, paired with the fact that his voice is deep enough to make him sound the slightest bit frightening if he wants to, seem to do the trick.
Everyone is staring at him.
“Nakai,” Shingo tries,
“Can't we talk to manager-san? I'm sure there is something else Goro could do while we ride the roller coaster. I mean... he's really scared, isn't he?”
While he says this, he holds out a hand for Goro to take.
He means it.
At twenty-one
It's one of these stupid idol photoshots for Christmas, complete with a tree in the studio, blinking lights and everything.
Shingo has already finished his make-up session, and now he sits on the floor in a studio that is filled with the hustling and bustling of various staff members while he fiddles with his badly fitting suit.
“I'm sorry, Katori-san,” a small, petite woman says to him, bowing a few times for emphasis,
“But we'll start with Inagaki-san's shoot.”
He only nods and smiles at her reassuringly, declining her offer for tea.
No matter what he tries, he still feels cold.
The recording for his batsu with Goro has just ended, in fact he returned from Hokkaido a mere couple of hours ago, with his fingers still numb.
Now that he watches Goro entering the studio in his black turtle neck pullover, smiling effortlessly, he feels sorry.
Back then he was mean.
He remembers eavesdropping on Goro on Tsuyoshi.
“I wonder when he will hit me again...”
Shingo has done it again, when he promised not to, now he feels bad about it.
He hit Goro again, in one of those moments when his temper had gotten the best of him, because of a stupid remark, or an expression that enraged him - thinking about it, Shingo doesn't even really know why anymore.
Goro has just been asked to pose sitting beside the Christmas tree, when Shingo comes running onto the set, ignoring the photographer's protests.
“Goro-chan,” he says and kneels down, and it's the first time he calls him like that, and he decides never to stop.
“Goro-chan,” he says again and grabs him by the shoulders,
“I will never hit you again.”
He keeps his promise.
From: honeyswallow
SEASON'S GREETINGS!
Title: It's a time for sad love songs (So give give give)
Group: SMAP
Rating: G
Pairing: Shingo/Goro (not really)
Summary: To Katori Shingo, Inagaki Goro is irritating - more than enough of a reason to play dirty.
Notes: Several fandom-related things:
1 Goro was actually the first person Shingo met at the train station when he went to the JE audition.
2. In the spring special of 1999 where Goro and Shingo had to tramp through Hokkaido, it is mentioned that Shingo usually hits Goro when he feels upset, but it was in that special that he also promised not to do it anymore.
3. 3. Masayuki Mori left SMAP in 1996.
At twelve
Shingo knows he can do it.
He can do it if he really puts his mind to it, but right at this moment, with no one but his sister by his side, his sister who dragged him to this intimidating building out of no other reason but greed, he isn't so sure. Not that he would have said so if anyone asked him.
Katori Shingo has never been a boy who doubts himself, and he doesn't feel like starting now.
Looking at his sister, he isn't even sure if she took him here just to get her autograph, or if she really believes in him.
It's not too important to him actually, either he does this properly or not at all.
Trying, with him, means winning.
When he meets Inagaki Goro however, just seeing the small, black-haired boy who clings to his sister's hand like a lifeline, even though he seems to be a lot older than Shingo himself, it's then that Shingo knows he should, can and will grow up. Fast.
They lock eyes on the way in.
At thirteen
He has gotten used to it all, somehow.
Not being able to see his family as often as he would like to.
Sharing a dorm room with someone he has never seen before or spoken to in his entire life.
Being independent and alone.
Being lonely.
The only problem is that Shingo has forgotten why exactly he is doing all of it.
„That's why we all need to become friends,“ Nakai laughs and pats his back,
„So we don't have to think about the reason anymore.“
He then proceeds to shove a tired-looking Goro into Shingo's room.
He had been standing in front of the door for an hour, thinking of a reason to knock and seem nonchalant even though he could hear Shingo cry.
At fourteen
Kusanagi is a person Shingo wouldn't mind looking up to.
He's already seventeen, but it doesn't really show, and somehow, in all his calm clumsiness and quiet determination, there is a man who will come far, because whenever he tries his best with a choreography, whenever he still needs to get the hang of a song, it shows. That learning process alone makes him look more mature than people like Takuya and Mori, who seem to master everything so effortlessly.
The longer Shingo thinks about this person, the more he likes him.
He's just right, that Kusanagi Tsuyoshi.
They become friends, first good friends, then best friends, and finally Shingo has someone he can stick to like glue.
He knows Tsuyoshi is his sempai, though, and as such he has a right to talk about Shingo to the others.
Tsuyoshi can betray him.
At fifteen
Inagaki Goro is irritating.
He's quiet, but still a boy of unexpectedly high tension, mysterious and delicate.
He's not direct enough to be liked by Shingo, to him he feels like a complete opposite, a rival, an unneeded presence.
It's the long unvoiced dislike that makes Shingo hit him squarely in the face one day, a strong fifteen-year old against a small twenty-year old who expected the blow but couldn't dodge it, didn't try to dodge it.
„It's okay,“ he says, calm even in defeat, down on the floor,
„You can hit me whenever you feel frustrated.“
Shingo will never win against someone who refuses to fight back.
At sixteen
It’s a coincidence.
It couldn't be anything other than that, but Shingo still asks himself why on earth, considering Tokyo's population, he had to meet him. Here.
Inagaki Goro is standing in a shop for musical instruments, and maybe it's not such a big coincidence after all, seeing as this is their only day off and this is the shop where Takuya bought his guitar, but now Shingo is standing in the door with Goro staring at him wordlessly, holding a guitar in his hands that the younger boy instantly falls in love with.
„You know, I think that's the same one Takuya has,“ he sneers, but freezes the moment Goro shakes his head no.
„It's not, I just asked.“
„As if you could tell one guitar from the other.“
Goro scowls just the tiniest bit, but he doesn't budge.
Shingo gives him a desperate look.
„Something smaller would fit you better?“ he tries, but immediately knows it's no use.
„I like this one,“ Goro says evenly,
„I was just about to pay for it.“
And so it comes that they leave the shop with identical guitars, hidden safely within identical cases, and Shingo would like to accuse his band mate for not taking something like learning the guitar seriously. But it was an expensive one, and Goro doesn't like to spend a lot of money on things he doesn't really need, that much Shingo knows.
They meet regularly from then on, practising chords in the dressing room before a show, on set before SMAPxSMAP. At first they just silently sit in different corners of the same room, then move closer towards each other, sit beside each other, and then, one day when Shingo just can't stand knowing Goro is playing the chord the wrong way all the time, they finally start practising together.
At first, it was just a coincidence.
At seventeen
„I really think you should talk to him about it.“
„...It will stop one day. It's not normal, anyway.“
„That's why it won't stop.“
Shingo tries hard not to listen, especially since he recognises the voices.
SMAP's two soft-spoken members.
„I wonder if he will keep hitting me...“ Goro mumbled, then the noise of softly strummed guitar strings echoes inside the room.
„I wonder why I don't mind.“
Shingo swears to himself never to eavesdrop on anyone again.
At eighteen
„Remember to be good,“ Mori says and pats Shingo's head, smiling brightly.
„Or else we'll meet again!“
Shingo sniffs uncomfortably, feeling his eyes fill with tears.
„But... why?“ he whines, but the only answer he gets is one he doesn't understand, not until much later.
„So it's fair game.“
Someone else comes out.
The light squeaking of doors can be heard behind the younger boy, but he doesn't turn.
Mori does.
„Ah, here comes your saviour.“
He grins, and waves at the person behind Shingo.
„Somehow, I think you might just be the person needed here. Take care of him!“
When Shingo turns, he stands face to face with Goro.
Mori leaves without another word.
At nineteen
“I'm not going on that !!!”
To find the trailer at the amusement park housing his band for preparation purposes, Shingo only has to follow the shouting.
One voice rings above all the others, and someone is throwing a tantrum.
“No one told me I was supposed to go on a roller coaster!”
“But Goro-chan,” Takuya tries, even though Shingo can already hear the edge in his voice, that tone he only uses when he is slowly losing patience,
“This is an amusement park, what did you expect?”
“I'm not going!!” Goro shouts again, raising his voice a notch, and then there are other voices, everyone is arguing now, and the moment Shingo opens the door just a creak, he sees something flying past it and the sound of shattering glass can be heard.
The silence that follows the action is tangible.
“Did you just throw your mirror at me?” Takuya finally shouts, and the small amount of time it takes Shingo to fully push through the door was already enough for the older man to throw himself at Goro, and the two of them become a tangled heap on the floor of the trailer , throwing punches.
Nakai tries to separate them, but he gets more involved in the fight than he ends it, Tsuyoshi tries it with words, and then Shingo decides to raise his voice, too.
“Will you stop it?” he shouts, and somehow the fact that no one noticed him being in the room before, paired with the fact that his voice is deep enough to make him sound the slightest bit frightening if he wants to, seem to do the trick.
Everyone is staring at him.
“Nakai,” Shingo tries,
“Can't we talk to manager-san? I'm sure there is something else Goro could do while we ride the roller coaster. I mean... he's really scared, isn't he?”
While he says this, he holds out a hand for Goro to take.
He means it.
At twenty-one
It's one of these stupid idol photoshots for Christmas, complete with a tree in the studio, blinking lights and everything.
Shingo has already finished his make-up session, and now he sits on the floor in a studio that is filled with the hustling and bustling of various staff members while he fiddles with his badly fitting suit.
“I'm sorry, Katori-san,” a small, petite woman says to him, bowing a few times for emphasis,
“But we'll start with Inagaki-san's shoot.”
He only nods and smiles at her reassuringly, declining her offer for tea.
No matter what he tries, he still feels cold.
The recording for his batsu with Goro has just ended, in fact he returned from Hokkaido a mere couple of hours ago, with his fingers still numb.
Now that he watches Goro entering the studio in his black turtle neck pullover, smiling effortlessly, he feels sorry.
Back then he was mean.
He remembers eavesdropping on Goro on Tsuyoshi.
“I wonder when he will hit me again...”
Shingo has done it again, when he promised not to, now he feels bad about it.
He hit Goro again, in one of those moments when his temper had gotten the best of him, because of a stupid remark, or an expression that enraged him - thinking about it, Shingo doesn't even really know why anymore.
Goro has just been asked to pose sitting beside the Christmas tree, when Shingo comes running onto the set, ignoring the photographer's protests.
“Goro-chan,” he says and kneels down, and it's the first time he calls him like that, and he decides never to stop.
“Goro-chan,” he says again and grabs him by the shoulders,
“I will never hit you again.”
He keeps his promise.