JE ANON FIC MEME!!1!1!11
JE ANON FIC MEME
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Ueda doesn’t really recall what heinous crimes he has committed to incur such wrath but reality is being a bitch and somehow, he is stuck on a fucking island with Nishikido. It all started with some Johnny’s cruise party that everyone in the company was invited to when a storm begin brewing and things went fuzzy after that. When Ueda finally regains his consciousness, he finds himself stuck in this horrifying predicament.
He wonders why he is the first to wake while freaking midget gets to lie on the sand and remains oblivious about this catastrophe. Not every idol can tolerate being reduced to Robinson Crusoe within a day.
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Ueda spends the rest of the day exploring the beach. Spent and exhausted, it is depressive to learn that the island is deserted. There isn’t a single breathing soul besides Nishikido and Ueda himself.
How the hell am I supposed to get back to civilization, Ueda thinks bitterly to himself.
Panicking at the prospect of not having any form of communication (his phone died), water, food and looking bestial when his hair grows (he is an idol after all and image has became a rather important part of his life), Ueda trots back to find his companion for some form of comfort.
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Ueda decides that Nishikido is better off unconscious (dead would be too harsh; Ueda needed company to keep his sanity going). The moment that vile person is awake, Ueda wishes to send him right back to coma.
“I read your interview and I don’t want you to be fucking me when you’re desperate,” Nishikido snaps when he notices Ueda staring at him.
“Is that your only main concern?” Ueda rebuts, clearly furious. “We have neither food nor water. Shouldn’t you be more worried about death rather than my sexual desires?”
Nishikido takes a moment to contemplate (took him long enough with that pea brain of his, Ueda thinks) before declaring “graciously” that he is willing to form a truce with Ueda in desperate times. Ueda merely rolls his eyes and inquires about their next step.
“You’ll collect anything that can be a water source while I’ll gather the materials to start a fire.”
“Why can’t I start the fire instead?”
“Because princess might faint from the sheer weight of carrying wood.”
Ueda decides that Nishikido’s head is probably the best location to crack coconuts for water.
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As in turns out, Nishikido is truly incapable of starting a fire out of twigs and stones (trust him to delegate the work). Thankfully, Ueda has managed to locate a tiny stream at the far end of the island. Not wanting to be without any form of resources, they decided to camp out by the bank.
“How many days do you think I’ll last before dying?” Ueda mutters pessimistically as he shivers in the cold breeze at night. He never had a thing for low temperatures, especially when he is hungry (yeah, Nishikido is unskilled in fishing or identifying exotic fruits for food). In fact, he is so affected by the strong howling winds that he doesn’t protest when Nishikido inches closer and they huddle together for warmth.
“We’ll survive, somehow.”
Ueda finds it oddly reassuring.
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Ueda is rudely awakened by Nishikido’s constant nudging. However, before he can begin protesting at what an ass Nishikido had been, disrupting his precious sleep (it isn’t easy to sleep in such rough conditions!) a wave of nausea hits him and Ueda shuts up.
“You’re sick.”
Ueda frowns and is about to call Nishikido a liar when he discovers that he could hardly struggle out of Nishikido’s arms.
Bloody fever, Ueda swears in his mind.
“I’ll look after you. Don’t worry about it.”
It’s unexplainable (it must be the fever; there is no other reasons) but Ueda begins trusting that midget.
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