Remix of lastingdreams8's Drabble 10
Title: Connection
Rating: G
Group/Pairing: NEWS gen
Warnings: None
Notes: I really really hope you like this, lastingdreams8! It was a short fic to choose to remix but I really liked this one when I was looking at your drabble collections, and I came up with this idea to remix it almost immediately!
Link to Original Story: Drabble 10
Link to Original Writer: owaranai_natsu
Koyama Keiichiro had just finished rearranging the sheets and quilt on his bed to suit the warmer night, when his cell-phone buzzed on his bedside cabinet, indicating an incoming call. He had promised Shige that he would go to bed upon hanging up the phone with him, but it was now over half an hour later, and with a moon that beautiful outside, he'd felt no need to rush, instead choosing to stop by the window at times, to gaze upon it once again.
No one knew how difficult it was being part of a group of people who had become so separated. They'd gone from seeing each other once a day to once a month, and Koyama thought that if he could at least know that they were all looking at the same moon, he could feel that connection that, sitting here alone in his bedroom with nothing but pictures of him and the other NEWS members in their better times, then he could somehow feel connected to them.
However regardless of his feelings, Shige had been the only member he dared call that late at night, knowing that he was the least likely to yell at him for disturbing him. So, he was surprised when he picked up his phone to find Tegoshi Yuya's name flashing up on the screen.
"Tegoshi? Is everything okay?" Koyama asked him in a worried tone as the call connected, wondering what could possibly bring his fellow group member to call him so late at night.
"Kei-chan," Tegoshi's soft voice spoke out down the line. "Did you see the moon?"
When Tegoshi spoke, Koyama's gaze immediately went back to the window. He'd left the curtains open so he could see the moon as he lay in bed, and sure enough, it was still in his vision and looking as beautiful as ever. It was nice to know that he wasn't the only one who had noticed it.
"Yeah. It's beautiful tonight, right?" He set the pillow he had been fluffing down and headed back over to the window to take another closer look. He was imagining Tegoshi standing at his own window looking out at that same moon.
"Mhm," Tegoshi murmured. "I think I might write a song about it," he decided firmly. "Maybe we can sing it at our next concert."
"That's a good idea," Koyama agreed with a nod, even though the other man couldn't see it. He liked that even in the dead of night, Tegoshi was just as enthusiastic and positive about the group's situation as he always was.
"Okay, well that's all I wanted to call you about~" Tegoshi told him in a cheerful tone, and if he hadn't seen Tegoshi falling asleep in the car after their events in the past, he'd wonder if the other man ever got tired. "Goodnight, Kei-chan."
"Goodnight, Tegoshi."
It had been ten minutes earlier when Tegoshi had felt his phone vibrating. He had been enjoying an evening in his apartment on his own with a soccer game he had recorded earlier that day, and a bottle of red wine The game was winding down and the wine was nearly gone. He was thinking that perhaps soon, he should think about sleeping, since the next morning would be early.
He let out a deep sigh, and picked up his remote, pausing the game and easing his phone from out of the pocket of his jeans, glancing over the caller display. Massu's name flashed up below a picture of the other man, which Massu had inputted into the phone himself, "in case you ever make another friend called Massu."
"Yes?" Tegoshi spoke down the line in a questioning tone, wondering what could possibly be so important that Massu was calling him this late in the evening and interrupting his game.
"Tegoshi, stand up," Massu's voice came loud and clear on the line, and sounded so serious that Tegoshi stood up so fast that he crashed his knee into his coffee table and almost sent his glass of wine tumbling from its surface.
"Shit," Tegoshi cursed as pain shot through his knee and he pulled his phone away from his ear for a moment, glaring at it as if it were the phone's fault and not the fault of the man on the other end of it. His glare only increased as he heard laughter from the device. "It's not funny."
"It's not an emergency," Massu told him. "I just wanted you to look at the moon."
"You called me for that?"
"No seriously, take a look~"
Tegoshi sighed, and picked up his wine glass with his spare hand, taking a sip as he wandered across his living room to the large windows at one side of the room. He pulled back the curtain and peeked through the window, not able to miss the huge moon sitting so low in the sky it looked like he could reach out and touch it. "Wow," he murmured, suddenly understanding while he had been called.
"I think I'll design our costumes that colour next time, ne?" Massu decided.
"What colour is it?" Tegoshi asked. Even looking at it, he wasn't sure he could describe it, he didn't think he had ever seen it anywhere else before, it was like a colour that didn't usually exist in the real world.
"I'm not really sure," Massu admitted. "But I'll find it, somehow."
With the tone of voice he had, Tegoshi knew that he would manage it. "I'm sure you will," he confirmed, and then there was a silence on the line. They had known each other long enough that it wasn't really an awkward silence, but neither of them seemed to really know what to say next. Tegoshi swirled the small amount of wine left in the bottom of his glass. "Did you want anything else?" he asked finally.
"No, that was it," Massu replied cheerfully, and Tegoshi was imagining the other man's eyes disappearing behind his smile as they usually did. "Goodnight, Tegoshi. See you in the morning," he told him, and then he heard Massu end the call.
Massu had been unpacking three full bags of new clothes he had bought during an evening shopping trip, when he heard the distinctive ringtone he had picked out to indicate when Kato Shigeaki was calling him. He hung up a bright blue t-shirt in his closet and then picked up his phone from the bed, answering the call .
"Shige? Do you miss me that much? You can't wait until tomorrow?" he laughed down the phone.
"Busted," Shige chuckled. "It has been almost a month, you know?"
Massu wandered back to his bed and hung a pair of jeans over one arm to take to his closet, balancing his phone between his ear and his shoulder. "I didn't know you cared that much," he laughed, pulling out a hanger.
"I don't, really," Shige admitted. "I just wanted to show you something."
"You know how phones work right?"
"Idiot," Shige laughed. "Are you near a window?"
Massu finished hanging up his pants, and then put his phone back in his hand, glancing towards the window in his bedroom. He stepped over to it curiously. "I am now. You're not stalking me, are you?" he asked as he pulled back the curtains. "Oh!" he exclaimed as he saw the view outside. "Wow."
"You're glad I called now right?" Shige asked him, certain that he had seen the same thing that he was standing looking at right now. It was almost awe-inspiring that they were able to look at the same thing from a distance away from each other.
"Yeah."
"It's really inspiring," Shige told him, and his deep voice held an emotion that hadn't been heard of in a while. "I'm writing a book," he revealed proudly.
"Wow, Shige~!"
"Anyway, I should let you sleep," Shige decided, saying no more.
"We can talk about it in the morning, right?"
"Yeah," Shige told him. "Goodnight, Massu," he told him, and then Massu heard the line go dead.
Half an hour after Tegoshis call, Koyama was in bed but unable to sleep, still looking at the moon through his open curtains. Somehow, it was making him feel more settled and comfortable than he had done for quite a while. He reached over, and picked up his cellphone, deciding against calling anyone now the clock on his phone read past 1am, but opened up a blank mail and sent four words to Tegoshi.
Did Shige call you?
Only a minute or so later, the reply came back: No, Massu did.
Koyama stared at the message for a few moments, and then set the phone back down on his bedside table, a sudden smile crossing his face. The conclusion he'd reached from this answer told him that the connection he so hoped was there between NEWS members really did exist.
He glanced out at the moon again, still shining as beautifully as had been when he had first called Shige. It was amazing how something that was there every single night could suddenly make things seemed less bleak.
Rating: G
Group/Pairing: NEWS gen
Warnings: None
Notes: I really really hope you like this, lastingdreams8! It was a short fic to choose to remix but I really liked this one when I was looking at your drabble collections, and I came up with this idea to remix it almost immediately!
Link to Original Story: Drabble 10
Link to Original Writer: owaranai_natsu
Koyama Keiichiro had just finished rearranging the sheets and quilt on his bed to suit the warmer night, when his cell-phone buzzed on his bedside cabinet, indicating an incoming call. He had promised Shige that he would go to bed upon hanging up the phone with him, but it was now over half an hour later, and with a moon that beautiful outside, he'd felt no need to rush, instead choosing to stop by the window at times, to gaze upon it once again.
No one knew how difficult it was being part of a group of people who had become so separated. They'd gone from seeing each other once a day to once a month, and Koyama thought that if he could at least know that they were all looking at the same moon, he could feel that connection that, sitting here alone in his bedroom with nothing but pictures of him and the other NEWS members in their better times, then he could somehow feel connected to them.
However regardless of his feelings, Shige had been the only member he dared call that late at night, knowing that he was the least likely to yell at him for disturbing him. So, he was surprised when he picked up his phone to find Tegoshi Yuya's name flashing up on the screen.
"Tegoshi? Is everything okay?" Koyama asked him in a worried tone as the call connected, wondering what could possibly bring his fellow group member to call him so late at night.
"Kei-chan," Tegoshi's soft voice spoke out down the line. "Did you see the moon?"
When Tegoshi spoke, Koyama's gaze immediately went back to the window. He'd left the curtains open so he could see the moon as he lay in bed, and sure enough, it was still in his vision and looking as beautiful as ever. It was nice to know that he wasn't the only one who had noticed it.
"Yeah. It's beautiful tonight, right?" He set the pillow he had been fluffing down and headed back over to the window to take another closer look. He was imagining Tegoshi standing at his own window looking out at that same moon.
"Mhm," Tegoshi murmured. "I think I might write a song about it," he decided firmly. "Maybe we can sing it at our next concert."
"That's a good idea," Koyama agreed with a nod, even though the other man couldn't see it. He liked that even in the dead of night, Tegoshi was just as enthusiastic and positive about the group's situation as he always was.
"Okay, well that's all I wanted to call you about~" Tegoshi told him in a cheerful tone, and if he hadn't seen Tegoshi falling asleep in the car after their events in the past, he'd wonder if the other man ever got tired. "Goodnight, Kei-chan."
"Goodnight, Tegoshi."
It had been ten minutes earlier when Tegoshi had felt his phone vibrating. He had been enjoying an evening in his apartment on his own with a soccer game he had recorded earlier that day, and a bottle of red wine The game was winding down and the wine was nearly gone. He was thinking that perhaps soon, he should think about sleeping, since the next morning would be early.
He let out a deep sigh, and picked up his remote, pausing the game and easing his phone from out of the pocket of his jeans, glancing over the caller display. Massu's name flashed up below a picture of the other man, which Massu had inputted into the phone himself, "in case you ever make another friend called Massu."
"Yes?" Tegoshi spoke down the line in a questioning tone, wondering what could possibly be so important that Massu was calling him this late in the evening and interrupting his game.
"Tegoshi, stand up," Massu's voice came loud and clear on the line, and sounded so serious that Tegoshi stood up so fast that he crashed his knee into his coffee table and almost sent his glass of wine tumbling from its surface.
"Shit," Tegoshi cursed as pain shot through his knee and he pulled his phone away from his ear for a moment, glaring at it as if it were the phone's fault and not the fault of the man on the other end of it. His glare only increased as he heard laughter from the device. "It's not funny."
"It's not an emergency," Massu told him. "I just wanted you to look at the moon."
"You called me for that?"
"No seriously, take a look~"
Tegoshi sighed, and picked up his wine glass with his spare hand, taking a sip as he wandered across his living room to the large windows at one side of the room. He pulled back the curtain and peeked through the window, not able to miss the huge moon sitting so low in the sky it looked like he could reach out and touch it. "Wow," he murmured, suddenly understanding while he had been called.
"I think I'll design our costumes that colour next time, ne?" Massu decided.
"What colour is it?" Tegoshi asked. Even looking at it, he wasn't sure he could describe it, he didn't think he had ever seen it anywhere else before, it was like a colour that didn't usually exist in the real world.
"I'm not really sure," Massu admitted. "But I'll find it, somehow."
With the tone of voice he had, Tegoshi knew that he would manage it. "I'm sure you will," he confirmed, and then there was a silence on the line. They had known each other long enough that it wasn't really an awkward silence, but neither of them seemed to really know what to say next. Tegoshi swirled the small amount of wine left in the bottom of his glass. "Did you want anything else?" he asked finally.
"No, that was it," Massu replied cheerfully, and Tegoshi was imagining the other man's eyes disappearing behind his smile as they usually did. "Goodnight, Tegoshi. See you in the morning," he told him, and then he heard Massu end the call.
Massu had been unpacking three full bags of new clothes he had bought during an evening shopping trip, when he heard the distinctive ringtone he had picked out to indicate when Kato Shigeaki was calling him. He hung up a bright blue t-shirt in his closet and then picked up his phone from the bed, answering the call .
"Shige? Do you miss me that much? You can't wait until tomorrow?" he laughed down the phone.
"Busted," Shige chuckled. "It has been almost a month, you know?"
Massu wandered back to his bed and hung a pair of jeans over one arm to take to his closet, balancing his phone between his ear and his shoulder. "I didn't know you cared that much," he laughed, pulling out a hanger.
"I don't, really," Shige admitted. "I just wanted to show you something."
"You know how phones work right?"
"Idiot," Shige laughed. "Are you near a window?"
Massu finished hanging up his pants, and then put his phone back in his hand, glancing towards the window in his bedroom. He stepped over to it curiously. "I am now. You're not stalking me, are you?" he asked as he pulled back the curtains. "Oh!" he exclaimed as he saw the view outside. "Wow."
"You're glad I called now right?" Shige asked him, certain that he had seen the same thing that he was standing looking at right now. It was almost awe-inspiring that they were able to look at the same thing from a distance away from each other.
"Yeah."
"It's really inspiring," Shige told him, and his deep voice held an emotion that hadn't been heard of in a while. "I'm writing a book," he revealed proudly.
"Wow, Shige~!"
"Anyway, I should let you sleep," Shige decided, saying no more.
"We can talk about it in the morning, right?"
"Yeah," Shige told him. "Goodnight, Massu," he told him, and then Massu heard the line go dead.
Half an hour after Tegoshis call, Koyama was in bed but unable to sleep, still looking at the moon through his open curtains. Somehow, it was making him feel more settled and comfortable than he had done for quite a while. He reached over, and picked up his cellphone, deciding against calling anyone now the clock on his phone read past 1am, but opened up a blank mail and sent four words to Tegoshi.
Did Shige call you?
Only a minute or so later, the reply came back: No, Massu did.
Koyama stared at the message for a few moments, and then set the phone back down on his bedside table, a sudden smile crossing his face. The conclusion he'd reached from this answer told him that the connection he so hoped was there between NEWS members really did exist.
He glanced out at the moon again, still shining as beautifully as had been when he had first called Shige. It was amazing how something that was there every single night could suddenly make things seemed less bleak.