Its time for a fanfic ♪ Daiki x OC (again I could not think of anyone to match him with) features a crossover from a previous fic and appearances of Yamada, Chinen and Inoo.
Its raining again and its really cold. During the Christmas holidays I came up with a fanfic. Since its a little boring here and not to mention a little freezing I decided to post it. So here's my first short story fanfic. (i apologize if there are any errors..)
CC credits to cheeschashi @ soompi forums
The BUM and the IDOL
01: The adult in a 15 year old body
"I can't wait to watch this new movie" an excited Daiki Arioka literally hopped around the movie theater one rainy weekday afternoon.
"Are you sure you want to watch this?" his friend, Tomo asked, wrinkling his nose. "Its all blood and gore"
"Didn't you see the trailer? Its freakin' awesome.." he replied, "besides you owe me a movie after losing in the game we played in Akihabara the other week"
"Okay.." Tomo grumbled.
As they reached the entrance they noticed a person in a chicken costume.
"Ticket please" the chicken person asked.
Daiki readily showed their tickets.
The chicken person paused for the longest time. Looking at the ticket then at both of them.
It raised a yellow feather arm signaling them to go through.
First Tomo stepped in the he followed when it blocked the way.
"THis is a R-18 movie, no kids allowed" it said in a husky voice.
"Kids?" Tomo stared at the chicken person then slowly at Daiki, then he burst out laughing.
A blush appeared in the young looking boy, "i'm not a kid! I'm even turning 20 this year!" he exclaimed.
"Nice try kid, why don't you watch Toy Story or something.."
"That is the most insulting thing you have said to me!" he yelled, causing a little stir.
"Show me proof then.."
"I sure will!" he rummage through his bag and Tomo could see his expression.
"Oh shoot I forgot my ID!" he wailed.
"Nice try.." the chicken person said roughly, "now why don't you change your tickets and watch Toy Story so everyone would be happy okay? NEXT Please!"
Tomo bit his lip from laughing at his friend as they walked out of the theater.
"Sometimes I freakin hate the way I look. That stupid chicken was awfully rude" he grumbled out loud.
"Guess looking 15 has its ups and downs huh?" Tomo started to laugh now.
"Shut it Tomo-kun! I'm going to sue that chicken" he said.
Tomo lost his smile.
"Seriously?"
"Yes, it would be a lesson to anyone how makes pressumptions without looking over the facts.." he said looking squarely at the chicken mascot before leaving.
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The Next Day.
"Hi, can I talk to your manager?" Daiki Arioka approached the front desk the next day.
A tall man with a pointy nose gave him a good look and asked him what was the problem.
"Look I am 19 years old going 20 this year. And that chicken mascot gave the false impression about me. That is definetely not how you treat your clients" he argued while showing them his ID.
"My apologies for that matter. I shall attend to that right away sir.." the manager said.
Satisfied, Daiki left feeling proud that he was able to accomplish something as an adult.
A few days later, he passed by the theater and saw the chicken mascot paying up some flyers outside. He decided to approached it.
"Yo~ remember me?"
The chicken looked at him for the longest time and then nodded. "Your that boy from the group Hey! Say! Jump"
He shifted hoping not to stir attention. "Uh, yeah. So you do recognize me.."
The chicken mascot nodded, "my daughters are big fans.."
"Then you should have known my age right?"
The chicken mascot nodded, "of course, your that young looking one..my daughters talk about it all the time.."
"Then.." Daiki scratched his head. "Why didn't you let me in the movie I wanted to watch the other day?"
"The other day? Oh..wait..I wasn't assigned here last week" he said.
Daiki blinks back several times. "Ah..then who--?"
"They fired that person"
Daiki turned pale that instant. "Fired! I didn't mean to fire the person maybe just teach a lesson or something..."
"Well I am sorry but that person was just a part time employee.." he replied.
"Part-time..a university student perhaps?"
"Yes, Kitano..something..a student of Waseda University..." the chicken mascot replied.
"Oh god, I just fired a part time employee who is probably working to pay the university fees!" he exclaimed looking extremely worried.
"Chicken-san! Where is Kitano-san right now??"
"Best place to find that person is in Waseda, I think in the Undergraduate school of Political Science and Economics.. . Sorry Daiki-kun, my memory sometimes fail me..."
"Its okay! Thank you Chicken-san!" he hurriedly rushed to the subway and took the train to Waseda.
In Waseda University.
"I need to find a student named Kitano, who is a an undergrad of the political science and economics department.." he asked the information desk.
"Can I have a first name and your purpose?"
"Uh..first name?? I have no idea" he muttered.
"I'm sorry but we cannot disclose information regarding students unless its deem important"
"But--" he sighed and nodded. "Thanks anyway.."
He was heading in the outside the building when someone rushed towards him.
"I think I know who you are looking for" a student told him. "Kitano-san just exited a minute ago from here.." he pointed in the door way. "The one with a cap and a backpack.."
"T-thanks!" he thanked quickly and rushed to follow the student who walked extremely fast.
"Kitano-san! Kitano-san!" he called admist the sea of people. It was rush hour and the streets of Tokyo was filled with people.
The person suddenly turned to a corner and continued walking.
"Kitano-san!" he finally caught up.
"Huh?" the cap fell off.
Daiki literally stopped.
"Ki..ta..no..-san? Is a girl..?" he asked staring.
She was very pretty, despite her old looking attire.
"Who are you?" she asked frowning.
"I'm.. huh.. the guy in the theater.." he slowly said.
Her face cleared. "Oh, the one that got me fired?"
"Uh.." he shifted, "yeah..but look I'm really really sorry! I didn't mean to get you fired! If your in dire of money I'll do my best to help you!" he bows several times.
"Oh..then how is a middleschool student going to do that?" she asked warily.
"I told you I'm not a middle school student. I'm turning 20 this year" he said pulling down the scarf he wrapped around his neck to show her his face.
"Wow! Seriously?!" she chuckled a little sarcastically.
"Yes.." her expression made him groan. "You didn't believe me back then in the theater.."
"You did not have an ID. Anyway I was wearing that costume..your face wasn't clear from there. Now I can see your awfully familiar.." she said.
He nodded quietly, gratefully the street was empty.
She tilted her head, "hmm..just like him.. huh?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Him?"
She just smiled warily, stirring his curiousity.
"Who?"
"It does not matter" she shrugged her shoulders and got out a piece of folded paper that look like an job advertisement.
"I'm going to look for a job. Now will you excuse me" she put her cap back.
"Look i'll help you pay for some of the fees in your school if you want" he blurted out.
She snorted. "Yeah right. Do you know how much my fees are? Even if you sing and dance in every show your group appears in, my school fees are gonna drown you and you'll have nothing left. Studying in a university is serious business" she folded her arms.
"I know. One of the member of our group is and architecture student" he said.
"Even so, I wouldn't want to make the headlines and go on reading in every tabloid that uh..what's your name?"
"Arioka Daiki" he answered.
"Right..Arioka Daiki is supporting an older woman" she shivered, "yuck..and by the looks of you I might look fifteen years older or something.."
"Don't tell me your like 30 years old?" his eyes widened. "You look so young instead!"
"No, I'm 21" she said dryly.
"Your just a year older than me!" he groaned.
"Even so.." she repeated rolling her eyes. "This is my problem, now can I please go? I still need to find a job around here" she walked pass him.
"Kitano-san!" he called. But she disappeared in the corner without bothering to look back.
Daiki sighed helplessly feeling guilty as ever.
xx-xx
"Inoo-kun.."Daiki whispered pulling the taller boy outside the dressing room area and into the hallway.
"Yes?" Kei raised an eyebrow, "why are you whispering?" he looks around.
"How much are your school fees? Are they really expensive??" he asked curiously.
Kei stared at him. "Are you planning to enter a university after all?"
"No..its not that" he shook his head. "Just answer my question please.."
"Well it is expensive. Its no laughing matter..but it also depends on what degree one is taking..like for example if you take a medical course that's really expensive.." Kei explained to him.
"I see. So what if like your an undergrad from the department of political science and economics in Waseda?" Daiki asked.
"Waseda?" Kei paused, "I'm not too familiar with Waseda's system, I'm from Meiji remember?"
"But more or less the school's fees are the same right?"
"Most likely.."
Daiki let out a loud sigh. "Jeez.. I feel awful.."
"Why are you asking such questions?" Kei asked.
"Just because.." he glanced at him. "..someone lost a part-time job because of me.." he whispered. "And this person is trying to make ends meet to pay for school fees and other things perhaps.."
"What a bummer. Working and studying is not an easy task.." Kei replied shaking his head.
"I know. I could very well see it in you" Daiki replied.
"I must look like a zombie sometimes huh?" the taller boy chuckled.
"Don't worry nothing's going to spoil your looks. Being a university student is a plus points for your fans anyway.." Daiki reassured him.
"Daiki, who is this person?" Kei just had to ask.
"I really don't know.. yet.." then he looks at him. "But you two would share alot in common if you meet.."
Kei blinks back, "..its a girl isn't it?"
Daiki recalls her weird old looking outfit. "More like a tomboy if you ask me.."
Unable to forget about the whole incident, Daiki pays Waseda University another visit. It didn't take too long for him to find her.
The sight that he saw shocked him the most.
He finds her rummaging through a nearby trash bin.
Not only did was he responsible of her loosing her job, he had made her do something desperate!
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