a hetero fic, don't read if you're not interested, KAMExOC, OCxOC
SUMMARY:
Kame and his girl had an excursion.
The afterglow of the excursion leads to lots of thinking and reminiscing.
Read to find out.
My first ficcie.
Oh, also if I am violating any law set by the mods, immediately remove my entry. If not, then enjoy
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*This fan fiction is suited for those who are 15 years old and above. Innuendos and implications ahead.*
Disclaimer: I do not own Kamenashi Kazuya. I just awfully and desperately wish I do. But sadly, I don’t. Peace out.
AFTERGLOW
Disclaimer: I do not own Kamenashi Kazuya. I just awfully and desperately wish I do. But sadly, I don’t. Peace out.
My boyfriend, Kamenashi Kazuya, and I were cuddling on my bed after a little excursion. My bare limbs are tangled with his, while the luminescent jacquard comforter is clinging to our torsos. He kissed my sweat-dampen hair and I felt him smile. I cuddled closer to him.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” he playfully whispered to my ear.
“Yeah I did. Love you, Kachi.” I giggled after calling him by his nickname.
“Love you too.” He smiled more as he stroked my hair. “You’re awfully quiet. Did I make you so tired that you can’t speak or you’re thinking about something that requires a lot of concentration?”
I slightly pulled away from his chest to look at his face. “I do am tired because of that exhibition you did but I am thinking about something that’s why I’m silent.” He pulled me back to his chest. “What are you thinking about?” he asked.
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“Well yeah, I did ask you.”
“I am thinking about Jirou.” I answered him quietly and I waited for his reaction.
He totally pulled away form me and he sat up, I followed suit; his face red with slight irritation. “You’re thinking about Jirou? We just had sex; and right now you should be having the afterglow of it that you won’t stop thinking about how great I am, but you are thinking of Takano Jirou, you’re ex-boyfriend. What’s up with that, huh?” he said with a piercing voice.
I sighed and clutched the comforter to my chest tighter. “I am experiencing the afterglow of the sex,” he scoffed and I stared at him pointedly, “I was actually thinking why Jirou and I end up together when I was already in love with you even before we started going out. No need to be mad, honey. I was thinking mainly of you, Jirou is just part of the thought.”
“Are you sure?” he asked in a lower tone. I nodded, “I told you I’m still caught with the afterglow. Although it is starting to fade and it is your fault ‘cause you didn’t let me explain.” He sighed and pulled me against him. Before I could sense anything, I was already lying on the bed with him holding my wrist beside my head. The last thing I saw was his smirk before he devoured my mouth.
We reluctantly pulled away because of our frantic need of oxygen. He smiled at me as he settled on the bed. He pulled me on his chest and he stroked my hair again. We both stayed quiet and I let my thoughts drift to my high school days….
It was our first high school festival. I’ve been nervous since this morning because I was supposed to give my answer to my suitor Takano Jirou. And for the third time this afternoon, my best friend Takizawa Misaki pulled me from my musings.
“W-What is it, Misa-chan?” I asked my best friend. She crossed her arms, “Hmph, I’ve talkin’ to you for five minutes now. You won’t even listen. Jirou-kun sure got you thinking, didn’t he?”
I nodded slowly, “He sure did.”
She smiled at me, “Will Kazu-kun come?” Kazu-kun is what she calls my other best friend and childhood friend Kamenashi Kazuya. I shook my head, “Kachi will not come. I know it. He has work to do. He’s probably in Kansai doing some projects with Shounen Club or something like that.”
“So what are you gonna tell Jirou-kun? Are you gonna say yes or are you gonna say no?” Misaki voiced the questions running through my mind. I shook my head, “I don’t know, Misaki. It’s like I haven’t been thinking about this ever since Jirou brought out this topic. I am still obviously undecided. Tasukete?” I smiled slightly at her.
She smiled at me before glancing on the school ground. We are outside taking a break on a bench under a tree. Everybody is preparing for the event tomorrow and the two us is taking a rest because we’ve been doing errands since this morning. Misaki smiled bigger at me, no one is in hearing range. “Let’s weigh your options, shall we?” she asked with a wink of her eye. I simply nodded.
“This is rather difficult…. Let’s start with this… you really find him sweet and kind, right?” she asked and I nodded. “Then, have you seen him mad for even just once?” I nodded again. “Really?! When? And why is he mad?”
I sighed, it seems I do have to do some talking. I thought nods and shakes of the head is enough, apparently not. “He saw me crying because of Kachi. You know, that time when Kachi ditched our planned movie marathon…. I was on the phone talking to Kazuya.”
“What did he do, then?”
“He waited for me to get off the phone. He asked what’s wrong when I didn’t answer he took me to a bench and he stayed there with me and waited for me to calm down.”
Misaki beamed, “That’s nice. Do you think you are ready to be with him?”
I looked at my friend, “W-well… I think I am. I feel uneasy when I don’t know where he is or what he does. And when he looks or touches me I get this ‘dokidoki’ feeling. I sighed as if I was glad to let my feeling be known.
“You know what, Sachiko?” she challenged.
“No, I don’t know what. Why don’t you tell me?” I answered.
She continued to beam, “I think you like him enough to say yes.” I blushed after hearing that. “With that reaction, I think you know I’m right.” I looked down and nodded.
Misaki straightened, “That was rather easy. Good luck, my dear. I can feel you’re gonna be happy with him and that he’s gonna take care of you,” she stood up and I followed suit with a big grin on my face. “Let’s get to class,” I said and we went to our classroom.
I was smiling like an idiot when Misaki and I entered the room. Jirou was there talking with his friends and he grinned at me when I came in. I flushed but I grinned back, it will be very rude not to. He seemed contented to see me happy.
I was arranging the table covers and napkins we are going to use for the school festival in a box. Our project is a French maid café outdoor version. We’re gonna be doing it on the school grounds under the trees of cherry blossoms.
“Shimizu-chan?” the class representative, Kirihara Yoshiko called me.
“Hai?”
“Can you bring those outside? I think we need to get those tables arranged,” she said and I nodded. I moved to lift the box when I saw two hands clutch the said box. When I looked up, I saw Jirou carrying the box firmly in his arms with a big smile on his face. “I’m gonna help you,” he said simply and we left the classroom.
While the two of us are walking, “Thanks, Jirou. That was very gentlemanly of you to help me.” He smiled at me as he put one arm around my waist, the box balancing easily on his other arm.
He leaned towards my ear, “Have you thought of an answer to my question?” I nodded and smiled. He sighed while pulling his arm away from my waist, “I’m getting all nervous. But I do promise that whatever your decision is, I’ll respect it.”
“Thanks,” I told him and we continued on our way.
We reached the site and we helped the rest of our class to set up the tables.
My flashback ended when I felt Kazuya bite my ear. Goosebumps rose on my arms and I rolled to my other side to face him. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He shook his head and said, “I just want you to face me. I wanna see your face; you seemed to be thinking deeply.” He smiled.
I cuddled to him close, “I was thinking deeply, you pulled me from it.” I giggled. “Did I distract you much?” he asked playfully and I pecked him on the lips, “A little,” I answered sardonically.
“You know, you look really sexy when you turn sarcastic,” he said playfully and I giggled. “I love you, Kachi.” I whispered and he beamed at me, “Afterglow of the sex, remember?” I teased and his face fell at that and I laughed before kissing his lips. “Kidding! Sex or no sex, you know I love you.” I said after I pulled away.
He chuckled, “I love you too.” He tucked me to his bare chest again and once again, I left my thoughts to wander on my high school days.
It was the last day of the school festival. The whole school is having its traditional bonfire on the field. It is the time when couples dance around the big bonfire and it is also the perfect time to confess to someone you like.
I was sitting beside Jirou under the sakura tree watching the couples dancing by the fire. My silent and calm heart gave a jolt when Jirou touched and held my hand. I felt my face burn, I was blushing madly. Thank goodness it was dark and he can’t clearly see my face.
Jirou didn’t talk, he just held my hand and waited for my heart to calm down. He can probably hear the wild beats of my heart. I sighed, finally calming down. I looked at him, “J-Jirou?”
He looked at me, “Yes?”
“I-I’m ready to answer now.” Once that simple sentence left my mouth, I felt him tense up. His hand unconsciously tightened around mine.
He tried to be valiant by taking a deep breath. I cannot speak yet because my throat felt constricted with anxiety. He sighed again… and again, “Sachiko… do you need me to ask the question again?” he asked gently. And with my eyes focused on our linked hands, I nodded.
He swallowed, I can hear it, “S-Sachiko… do you like me enough to agree to go out with me?”
I looked at his face, “Jirou….” I nodded. “I do like you more than enough to agree to date you.” I blushed and he blinked once… twice… thrice…. “Jirou, I love you. And I would like to go out with you.” I put my other hand on top of his.
Then suddenly, he pulled me to his chest. Hmmm… he smells nice…. “I really, really love you, Sachiko! Thank you so much!” he laughed while he continued to hug me. I laughed with him as I get comfortable in his arms. “Thank you so much…” he whispered as he kissed my hair.
I was pulled into the present again when a pair of lips landed on mine. I pulled away from Kachi with a slight pout, the kind of pout he calls sexy. “You really like disturbing my daydreams, don’t you?”
“Tut, tut, tut…” he clicked his tongue while shaking his head. “You’re wrong about two things there. Number one: now isn’t exactly ‘day’, it is actually way past midnight. And number two is: you’re not dreaming ‘cause you’re still awake.”
I grabbed his face and kissed his lips. He didn’t respond immediately, probably ‘cause of shock but when he did realize that I was kissing him, he yanked my body closer to his, my bare leg curled on his waist. Our lips and tongues wrestle each other as our breaths mingle. He pulled away after a few moments, breathless. I smirked at him and he patted my leg so I straightened it. After calming our breaths, “What are you thinking about then?” he asked.
“My first kiss,” I answered and he sighed.
“You are awfully honest tonight, don’t you think?” he told me. “First, you told me that you were thinking about Takano and then now you said that you were thinking about your first kiss. Honey, let me inform you that Takano Jirou is your first kiss, which means, you’re still thinking about him. When do I get in the picture, huh? I thought he’s just part of your thoughts?”
I cuddled even, if perhaps possible, closer to him. “Relax, sweetie. It’s just childhood memory. I still and will always love you. Don’t be jealous.”
“I’m not jealous,” he denied and I rolled my eyes. At least, we’re not having a fight tonight. He held me quietly as I let my mind drift to my past again.
“What did you say?!” Kazuya’s voice was filled with venom as he half-yelled the words to Misaki, I flinched because of that. Misaki, my dear friend, just dished out the news about me and Jirou to Kazuya. “You got together with him?” he spat the question at me and I nodded while looking on the iced-tea filled glasses on the dining table of my house. “Oh. Wow,” he began acidly, “How wonderful. Just wonderful,” he finished in that same tone. “And why did you just tell me that now?”
I shot him a very dirty look, “I’ve been telling you a lot of times that Jirou told me he loves me and that he asked me if I would date him. I told you that almost everytime I see you! But you didn’t even listen!”
Misaki, my very dear friend, decided to leave me there and then with a very poisonous Kamenashi Kazuya. “Gomen. I gotta go,” she mouthed before leaving.
As if he didn’t notice Misaki leave, Kazuya exhaled a very exasperated breath, “I don’t like him for you, Sachi.”
“Maybe you could’ve told me that before I fell for him,” I muttered under my breath.
“You fell for him?” he asked acidly and I nodded. He sighed and stood up, “Whatever, Sachiko. Prove to me that you’re happy with him before we talk again.” He moved to the door. “Kachi, no. Don’t do this please. Can’t you be happy for me? I’m happy with him.”
He held the door knob as he looked at me, “Prove it to me first” he said then left without a backward glance.
Then the person who left through the door that afternoon in my past is shaking me awake from my reminiscing.
“That was the biggest fight we had,” I blurted out of the blue. “What?” Kame asked me. “That time when Misaki told you about Jirou and I getting together…. You got do mad at me then.” I explained.
He shrugged, “Well yeah…. I guess I got jealous. He can show you how he feels and I can’t because I’m a big coward. He’s braver than me and I know it. He deserves you more than I do that time.” He confessed I giggled before tickling him. He rolled onto his back and I straddled his waist before kissing him. “You’re really jealous?” I asked.
“I guess,” he replied.
I lowered myself to him so that my head is on his chest and my chest on his stomach, “Love you.”
He got quiet again and so I let my thoughts drift to my past for the nth time tonight.
I followed Kazuya outside. My face flushed and I was using my every emotional power to control my tears from pouring. But when I got outside, Kazuya was not there anymore. Instead of Kachi, Jirou was there, looking very worried while holding a bouquet of white lilies and gerberas, he approached me.
“Sachiko…? Is everything alright?” he asked and I just shook my head. “L-let’s just go inside,” I almost cried then and there but I kept in mind that we are outside and any passer-by can see us. The waterworks doesn’t have to be witnessed by some stranger.
We sat on couch the in front of the TV. Jirou placed the bouquet on the coffee table and he held my hand, “Would you tell me what’s wrong?” he gently asked.
“Kazuya is against us,” his eyes widen in confusion. “Kazuya?” he repeated. “As in Kamenashi Kazuya, the guy from Johnny’s Jimusho?” he asked to clarify and I nodded. “Yeah that guy. He’s my childhood friend.”
“I guess the two of you are fighting now? And you are sad because of that?” he sighed and pulled me close. “It’s okay. I’m gonna prove to him that I can make you happy and that I can take care of you. I’m sure he’s just worried about you. I’m gonna show him that I love you.”
I looked at him, “Aren’t you mad at him?” I asked. He shook his head no, “I have no reason to be mad at him, Sachiko. I know he means well.” I sighed with relief, “Thank you,” I said before kissing his cheek.
I pulled away from him and he held my face, “I really, really love you, Sachiko.”
“I love you too, Jirou.” I replied then he kissed me.
At first, I didn’t respond. I was too shocked and overwhelmed with him that I didn’t notice him move but I got over it and I put my hands on his arms, holding him close to me. The kiss is very gentle, just our lips moving. After a while he pulled away to look at me, I smiled at him and he kissed me again.
This time, I responded immediately and pulled him closer. He bit my lower lip to ask for entrance which I shyly gave him. His tongue entered my mouth and mine timidly met his. The only things I thought this time was me, him, and our mouths linked together.
We pulled away when we realized our desperate need for air. We looked at each other while calming our breaths. Our arms still wrapped around each other. “Jirou?” I asked.
“Yes?”
“T-that was my first kiss,” I bashfully said. His eyes widened with that, “Is it?” he asked and I nodded. “Are you sure you want to give it to me?” he asked anxiously. I grinned at him, “Of course I’m sure. You deserve it more than anyone.” I said before giving him a peck on the lips.
For the nth time tonight, I was pulled to the present by Kamenashi Kazuya. He was pulling me closer to his chest. “Are you getting sleepy, honey?” I asked softly and he nodded as he buried his face on my hair, “So should you, there’s no point thinking about the past if it isn’t about me,” he told me, his eyes already closed.
I kissed his forehead. “You’re half-asleep and you’re still against me thinking about Jirou. I so love you.” He did not respond because he was already asleep. I stifled a yawn and I closed my eyes. Kachi’s arm around my waist was the last thing I thought of before I gave myself up to the world of sweet dreams.
OWARI