fic for pinkynishi
Title: The End of the World.
Rating: G
Threesome: Akamepi
Summary: “OH MY GOD KAME WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!” Jin shrieked…
Warnings: Crack-ish. Be ready.
Notes: I fail at writing threesomes, seriously. Akame dominates the story, and it fails in all terms of coherency and everything. Inspired by the movie ‘The Bucket List’, which I have yet to watch, but the idea’s there.
“OH MY GOD KAME WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!” Jin shrieked as he ran into the KAT-TUN dressing room.
Kame looked up from his magazine, and promptly went back to reading as soon as he realized that Jin was in no immediate danger to himself or others.
“KAZU-CHAN DID YOU HEAR ME?!” Jin started to wail as the other KAT-TUN members shot Kame exasperated looks.
The youngest member sighed and shut his magazine, “Everyone dies at some point, Jin,” he rolled his eyes before opening the glossy cover of the magazine again.
“BUT WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE ON FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH! THERE’S SO MUCH I STILL HAVEN’T DONE YET!” Jin started to scream again.
Ueda finally spoke up, “Jin if you’re going to freak out, at least use your inside voice.” In response, Jin pouted and continued to do so until Taguchi opened his mouth.
“Don’t worry Jin, Tat-chan’s just cranky since Koki dragged him out to drink last night,” the first T flashed a smile at the other members.
“Back to this, we’re all going to die on Friday the Thirteenth, Kame! Doesn’t that worry you?” Jin began to wave his hands at Kame.
“Why would it worry me? And why Friday the Thirteenth?” Kame huffed.
“Because we haven’t lived our lives to the fullest extent, yet! And Friday the Thirteenth is the most unlucky day…ever.” Jin insisted.
In the background, Koki snorted, “I didn’t even know he knew what extent meant.”
“So what do you want to do about it Jin?” Kame looked plainly at the older man, hoping he could get Jin to go away so he could finish reading in peace.
“I made a bucket list!” Jin took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.
“What is it and what does this have to do with me?” Kame asked.
“It’s a list of all the things I have to do before I die, which is on Friday when the world ends, and you’re first on the list,” Jin gave him a what-are-you-stupid-look and waved the battered scrap of paper.
“Wait…do…as in…” Kame became suspicious.
“We’re going to go roller skating!” Jin interrupted as Kame breathed a sigh of relief.
“You think you’re going to die and you want to go roller skating?” Kame arched one of his thin eyebrows in disbelief.
Jin simply nodded in response and started jumping around in anticipation of Kame’s next response.
“Can I see the list then, Jin?” the younger man asked with puppy eyes and a pout.
“NOOOO! KAZU-CHAN IT’S MY BUCKET LIST! MAKE YOUR OWN!” Jin started to shriek again, until Kame got up and collected his things. Kame’s actions prompted Jin to squeal, “Wait, Kazu-chaann! Where are you going?”
“Evidently, with you. Roller skating.” The youngest member let out a breath of defeat as Jin suddenly became even more hyper.
“Let’s go!” Jin grabbed Kame’s hand and dragged him out of the dressing room.
It took Kame a full minute to realize that Jin was not heading towards the exit. Instead, the older man was dragging him towards another dressing room.
As soon as Jin stopped in front of the NEWS dressing room, Kame groaned inwardly. “YAMAPI!” Jin sang as he opened the door.
“He’s not here Bakanishi, now go, you’re interrupting,” a very Angry Osaka Man shot a glare at the two KAT-TUN members while Tegoshi continued to snuggle on his lap.
Jin failed to notice Massu’s glares at Ryo, and proceeded to ask, “But do you know-”
“No, I don’t know where he is Fat Jin. Now. Stop. Eating. Anything. And. Leave. Us. Alone,” Ryo stated again.
The moment Jin closed the door, his phone vibrated. “Moshi moshi?” he answered.
“Jin! Where are you? I’m at the skating rink already.” Yamapi drawled.
“Oh. I was getting Kazu-chan, and we were going to meet you in your dressing room but you weren’t there and Ryo-chan got mad at me because Tegoshi was in his lap and he told us to go away and he really is scary even if we know he’s soft inside and….and…and…” Jin started to ramble, and Kame began to tap his foot with impatience.
“Whatever. Just come and meet us. Don’t you have more than just roller skating on that list of yours?”
“Oh. Okay. We’re coming then!” Jin shut the phone and dragged Kame out of the building.
By the time they reached the skating rink, Kame thought his arm was going to fall of from Jin hauling him through all of Tokyo. Instead of directly going to the rink, Jin had brought Kame around the entire city. They had gone to every store in every major shopping area that day. Not to mention, within the span of their six hours spent wandering, Jin had probably dragged Kame through every stop in the subway.
“We’re here!” Jin clapped his hands happily and proceeded to drag Kame off yet again.
“Jin, it’s nearly midnight, you’ve dragged me through all of Tokyo and my arm hurts, can I go home?” Kame whined, his arm still not being released from Jin’s grip.
“No! We have to skate! That’s what we came here for!” Jin insisted as they sat down with Yamapi.
“Ne, Jin. I was bored waiting by myself so I invited Koyama and Shige,” Yamapi said, watching the people in the rink.
“Oh, really? Where are they?” Jin smiled as he finally let go of Kame’s hand.
“Over there, see? Shige’s laughing and Kei-chan’s…gripping the wall…like he’s going to die,” the younger idol chuckled.
Kame was still rumpled from his outing with Jin and stood up to leave as the other two laughed. “Wait, Kame where are you going?” Jin grabbed his hand.
“Home. I’m tired. We have a photo shoot tomorrow, I need rest,” Kame tugged his hand out of Jin’s.
“But…”
“What, Jin? We’re not kids anymore. We don’t have this much time to waste! We’re not going to die on Friday the Thirteenth. We don’t need to go roller skating together for some stupid list you made that you won’t even let me see! So if you don’t mind, just let me go home.” Kame let out his frustration.
“Wow, harsh Kame-chan,” was all Yamapi dared to say.
Kame grabbed his bag and began to walk away, “Wait!” Jin called out after him. “Do you want to know why I did this? Do you want to know what’s really on my list?”
As much as Kame wanted to go home, his mind wanted to know the reason behind Jin’s strange behavior. So he stopped, before his mind could react his tongue lashed out, “What is it Jin? What is it this time? I’m tired of you and your stupid games and your stupid antics and your stupid going off to LA. So what is it?”
“Fine. You want to know what’s really on my list? Here,” Jin unceremoniously shoved the crumpled paper into Kame’s hand, “It says, spend more time with Pi and Kazu-chan. You want to know why? Because we don’t get enough time together.”
He paused, “What if one of us dies or I leave again? I don’t to die without having spent time with my friends.”
Kame looked up from the ground in shock as Yamapi approached a shaking Jin from behind.
“Don’t worry Kame-chan, Jin’s just a little over worked because we watched ‘The Bucket List’ yesterday instead of Dragonball Z. Oh, and he got a scary forwarded email from his friends in LA about Friday the Thirteenth,” Yamapi flashed a grin and made a fox sign as he dragged his friend back to their table, leaving Kame alone.
Kame sighed again. A voice in his head screamed, Maybe Jin had a point, and against his better judgment (the voice screaming, No! You have a photo shoot tomorrow!), Kame headed back towards the table.
Rating: G
Threesome: Akamepi
Summary: “OH MY GOD KAME WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!” Jin shrieked…
Warnings: Crack-ish. Be ready.
Notes: I fail at writing threesomes, seriously. Akame dominates the story, and it fails in all terms of coherency and everything. Inspired by the movie ‘The Bucket List’, which I have yet to watch, but the idea’s there.
“OH MY GOD KAME WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!” Jin shrieked as he ran into the KAT-TUN dressing room.
Kame looked up from his magazine, and promptly went back to reading as soon as he realized that Jin was in no immediate danger to himself or others.
“KAZU-CHAN DID YOU HEAR ME?!” Jin started to wail as the other KAT-TUN members shot Kame exasperated looks.
The youngest member sighed and shut his magazine, “Everyone dies at some point, Jin,” he rolled his eyes before opening the glossy cover of the magazine again.
“BUT WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE ON FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH! THERE’S SO MUCH I STILL HAVEN’T DONE YET!” Jin started to scream again.
Ueda finally spoke up, “Jin if you’re going to freak out, at least use your inside voice.” In response, Jin pouted and continued to do so until Taguchi opened his mouth.
“Don’t worry Jin, Tat-chan’s just cranky since Koki dragged him out to drink last night,” the first T flashed a smile at the other members.
“Back to this, we’re all going to die on Friday the Thirteenth, Kame! Doesn’t that worry you?” Jin began to wave his hands at Kame.
“Why would it worry me? And why Friday the Thirteenth?” Kame huffed.
“Because we haven’t lived our lives to the fullest extent, yet! And Friday the Thirteenth is the most unlucky day…ever.” Jin insisted.
In the background, Koki snorted, “I didn’t even know he knew what extent meant.”
“So what do you want to do about it Jin?” Kame looked plainly at the older man, hoping he could get Jin to go away so he could finish reading in peace.
“I made a bucket list!” Jin took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.
“What is it and what does this have to do with me?” Kame asked.
“It’s a list of all the things I have to do before I die, which is on Friday when the world ends, and you’re first on the list,” Jin gave him a what-are-you-stupid-look and waved the battered scrap of paper.
“Wait…do…as in…” Kame became suspicious.
“We’re going to go roller skating!” Jin interrupted as Kame breathed a sigh of relief.
“You think you’re going to die and you want to go roller skating?” Kame arched one of his thin eyebrows in disbelief.
Jin simply nodded in response and started jumping around in anticipation of Kame’s next response.
“Can I see the list then, Jin?” the younger man asked with puppy eyes and a pout.
“NOOOO! KAZU-CHAN IT’S MY BUCKET LIST! MAKE YOUR OWN!” Jin started to shriek again, until Kame got up and collected his things. Kame’s actions prompted Jin to squeal, “Wait, Kazu-chaann! Where are you going?”
“Evidently, with you. Roller skating.” The youngest member let out a breath of defeat as Jin suddenly became even more hyper.
“Let’s go!” Jin grabbed Kame’s hand and dragged him out of the dressing room.
It took Kame a full minute to realize that Jin was not heading towards the exit. Instead, the older man was dragging him towards another dressing room.
As soon as Jin stopped in front of the NEWS dressing room, Kame groaned inwardly. “YAMAPI!” Jin sang as he opened the door.
“He’s not here Bakanishi, now go, you’re interrupting,” a very Angry Osaka Man shot a glare at the two KAT-TUN members while Tegoshi continued to snuggle on his lap.
Jin failed to notice Massu’s glares at Ryo, and proceeded to ask, “But do you know-”
“No, I don’t know where he is Fat Jin. Now. Stop. Eating. Anything. And. Leave. Us. Alone,” Ryo stated again.
The moment Jin closed the door, his phone vibrated. “Moshi moshi?” he answered.
“Jin! Where are you? I’m at the skating rink already.” Yamapi drawled.
“Oh. I was getting Kazu-chan, and we were going to meet you in your dressing room but you weren’t there and Ryo-chan got mad at me because Tegoshi was in his lap and he told us to go away and he really is scary even if we know he’s soft inside and….and…and…” Jin started to ramble, and Kame began to tap his foot with impatience.
“Whatever. Just come and meet us. Don’t you have more than just roller skating on that list of yours?”
“Oh. Okay. We’re coming then!” Jin shut the phone and dragged Kame out of the building.
By the time they reached the skating rink, Kame thought his arm was going to fall of from Jin hauling him through all of Tokyo. Instead of directly going to the rink, Jin had brought Kame around the entire city. They had gone to every store in every major shopping area that day. Not to mention, within the span of their six hours spent wandering, Jin had probably dragged Kame through every stop in the subway.
“We’re here!” Jin clapped his hands happily and proceeded to drag Kame off yet again.
“Jin, it’s nearly midnight, you’ve dragged me through all of Tokyo and my arm hurts, can I go home?” Kame whined, his arm still not being released from Jin’s grip.
“No! We have to skate! That’s what we came here for!” Jin insisted as they sat down with Yamapi.
“Ne, Jin. I was bored waiting by myself so I invited Koyama and Shige,” Yamapi said, watching the people in the rink.
“Oh, really? Where are they?” Jin smiled as he finally let go of Kame’s hand.
“Over there, see? Shige’s laughing and Kei-chan’s…gripping the wall…like he’s going to die,” the younger idol chuckled.
Kame was still rumpled from his outing with Jin and stood up to leave as the other two laughed. “Wait, Kame where are you going?” Jin grabbed his hand.
“Home. I’m tired. We have a photo shoot tomorrow, I need rest,” Kame tugged his hand out of Jin’s.
“But…”
“What, Jin? We’re not kids anymore. We don’t have this much time to waste! We’re not going to die on Friday the Thirteenth. We don’t need to go roller skating together for some stupid list you made that you won’t even let me see! So if you don’t mind, just let me go home.” Kame let out his frustration.
“Wow, harsh Kame-chan,” was all Yamapi dared to say.
Kame grabbed his bag and began to walk away, “Wait!” Jin called out after him. “Do you want to know why I did this? Do you want to know what’s really on my list?”
As much as Kame wanted to go home, his mind wanted to know the reason behind Jin’s strange behavior. So he stopped, before his mind could react his tongue lashed out, “What is it Jin? What is it this time? I’m tired of you and your stupid games and your stupid antics and your stupid going off to LA. So what is it?”
“Fine. You want to know what’s really on my list? Here,” Jin unceremoniously shoved the crumpled paper into Kame’s hand, “It says, spend more time with Pi and Kazu-chan. You want to know why? Because we don’t get enough time together.”
He paused, “What if one of us dies or I leave again? I don’t to die without having spent time with my friends.”
Kame looked up from the ground in shock as Yamapi approached a shaking Jin from behind.
“Don’t worry Kame-chan, Jin’s just a little over worked because we watched ‘The Bucket List’ yesterday instead of Dragonball Z. Oh, and he got a scary forwarded email from his friends in LA about Friday the Thirteenth,” Yamapi flashed a grin and made a fox sign as he dragged his friend back to their table, leaving Kame alone.
Kame sighed again. A voice in his head screamed, Maybe Jin had a point, and against his better judgment (the voice screaming, No! You have a photo shoot tomorrow!), Kame headed back towards the table.