Kinki > Universe

Oct 13, 2007 21:55

Kinki Kids, because their storyline PVs (credit to deepintoblue for these!) are practically a fandom all on their own.



Spread over a series of 4 Kinki Kids PVs is the most amazing storyline that JE has come up with yet. Tsuyoshi lives in the year 2003, Koichi lives in the year 1970. By touching a Magical Mirror of Magic, they fling themselves back and/or forward into each other's times - and have a few adventures until their time together comes to an abrupt end.

First, the magical shared wormhole, Tsuyoshi on the right, Koichi on the left:




Koichi a la the 1970s:




Tsuyoshi, innocently washing his hands, looks up and is stunned:




Koichi, easily flabbergasted, looks back:




After Tsuyoshi jumps through the mirror, he shares a few 2000-isms with Koichi:




Because it's fate, they play baseball and wax lyrical at each other.




Because they believe in fate, Tsuyoshi gives Koichi his bracelet/cuff/thing:




Which Koichi proudly puts on. With sparklies:




Since Tsuyoshi has no conscience, he steals Koichi's baseball and brings it back to the future:




A year later, Tsuyoshi still has the date Friday the 12th blocked out:




They continue their sordid affair as Koichi takes his own turn to visit:




However, their joyous reunion is not to last, because Koichi is as subtle as a rock when he jumps through the mirror:




Bravely, Tsuyoshi fights through the paparrazi and policemen trying to get to the Magical Mirror in order to return Koichi to his home:




Koichi takes Look Back:




Noble as he is, Tsuyoshi smashes the mirror to prevent Evil from following Koichi. That, or he's just got sour grape syndrome:




Alas, they are never to be:




Title: Far Away
Characters: Kinki Kids PV-verse
Tsuyoshi hasn't even walked past it since.



The only thing that Tsuyoshi regrets, besides the two hour police interrogation and the interviews and the harrasment and the never-ending stream of idiot fanatics who stop him in the street, is the fact that they never let him have the baseball back.

He'd been too far away to grab it, and too far away to bother to try to reach for a broken silvery shard off the ground. By the time they let him breathe free air, the space where the mirror was had been wiped clean and cordoned off. The photographers stayed for the first few days, then dropped off, one by one, losing hope for any real scoop as the grey wall stood there mute and unchanging.

Tsuyoshi hasn't even walked past it since.

He isn't a sentimental man; but he's maudlin enough to gripe, sometimes, that at least Koichi got to keep the metal cuff. All Tsuyoshi has is a photograph of Koichi's face trapped in a moment of confused surprise. ('What's that?' 'It's a digital camera.') He doesn't frame it up, so it sits under the glass panel of his table and grins up at him stupidly when he eats cup noodles and watches the news.

Friday the 12th comes on a bitter March morning on the year 2004. Thirty three years ago, on the exact same date, Koichi traced the engraving on the metal band he kept around his right arm. Or maybe he traces it - Tsuyoshi doesn't stop to think about relativity, but he does leave a new baseball at the base of the wall, a tribute to something too far away, always too far away.

Sometime in 1971, Koichi looks into his mirror, and sees only his own face.

Oh JE. Sometimes you don't even need fandom. ♥

je, kinki kids, fic

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