fic for katmillia (1/2)
Title: Let the stars guide you back to me
By: jamie_spotty / purple_lullabye
Pairing: Akame / Tomapi (side pairing)
Word count: 12,202
Rating: NC17
Genre/Warnings: Fluff/Cliché Romance, Stalker Jin, Extreme AU.
Notes: For katmillia, I’m really hoping you’d like this.
Summary: Sometimes dreams do come true.
“Congratulations!”
“Congratulations Jun-sama!”
“You were great! They’re definitely going to pick you for sure!”
“May I have your autograph Jun-sama?”
A mob of admirers gathered around the small dressing room praising the distinguished ballet dancer as the rest of the cast stood outside their occupied dressing room waiting for the fans to disappear so they could change out of their costumes and leave for the night.
“So once they all leave how do you think we’re going to get inside with that big head of his?” Ikuta Toma, another dancer, leaned onto the wall beside the door as he raised an eyebrow to the person sitting on the floor in front of him.
“Maybe we could pop it?” Kamenashi Kazuya said as he made an action with his hand as if stabbing someone. He was still wearing his glittery costume, slumped on the floor to rest his tired body. Kazuya glared at the mob inside their dressing room, willing with all his might for them and the star in demand to disappear so they could all change and go back to their dormitories to rest. It had been a tiring day for all of them.
Toma grinned at his colleague and rolled his eyes when a squeal of delight bounced out of the room.
Both Kamenashi Kazuya and Ikuta Toma were part of the J Ballet Troupe that went from cities and provinces all over Japan to perform all kinds of ballet, ranging from classical, neo-classical to contemporary. They were students of the J Ballet Troupe until graduation in which one of the international troupes would ask them to be a part of their group. Being part of an international ballet troupe was the ultimate dream of every student. It was a privilege for them to be known as part of those international troupes. Each year, Johnny Kitagawa, the president of the J Ballet troupe, would announce who the lead of the graduating class would be. Until that class would graduate the appointed lead dancer would be always the one in the spotlight, making the scouting troupes realize the full potential of that appointed lead.
This year Matsumoto Jun was the one appointed as the lead ballet dancer of the troupe and he had just finished performing a piece with contemporary ballet as his theme. Everyone was so entranced by how Matsumoto had performed his piece that every dancer backstage knew that he would get an offer from the representative of Ballet Russes from Russia.
“Why are all these people allowed here?” Kazuya complained after a few minutes of silence as he looked at the door of their dressing room, glaring at the huge amount of people inside.
“I don’t know but I think we need to enforce our rights as co-occupants of that room right now,” Toma replied as he straightened up and held a hand out to Kazuya to help him stand up.
“Alright people, enough of this. You! Stop praising the scary dude and get out of the room,” Toma shouted as he barged into their dressing room, slamming the door open and scaring the mob out of their wits. A few girls gave out terrified squeaks as Toma gave them his meanest glare and pointed towards the door.
“Remind me to never piss you off,” Kazuya said, smiling at the now almost empty room as the mob’s object of desire looked at them with a prissy scowl on his face.
“Why’d you do that?” Matsumoto Jun asked them huffily as he sat on the chair in front of his dresser.
“I need sleep. They’re not the ones who are still going to wake up tomorrow
morning at 5am to practice,” Toma explained as he turned around to face Kazuya and rolled his eyes.
As soon as they were ready and all of their things were packed, Kazuya stood up and hoisted his heavy bag on his shoulder. He looked at Toma as they both started walking out of the dressing room.
“I’m so glad the prima donna’s going to graduate soon; the sooner the better,” Toma said as they walked on the street towards their dormitory at 7 in the evening.
“But once he graduates it’s someone’s turn to be the lead, right?” Kazuya asked out of the blue as he thought of his dreams and ambitions. Oh how he wanted so badly to be the next lead. It would open a lot of opportunity for him.
“Yup. And I know someone who’s going to take his spot. He’s actually walking right beside me,” Toma teased as he bumped his shoulder to Kazuya’s, watching the younger one blush at the praise.
“I just want this so badly so I could prove to them that my dream is worth something,” Kazuya whispered as he took a deep breath and looked up at the skies.
“I know. I’ve seen you dance Kame. Don’t believe in what they say. Your dreams are always worth something. It’s what keeps you going. Dreams are what keeps us motivated so don’t say that yours are not worth it. We wouldn’t be here if not for our dreams.” Toma comforted the other one as he slung an arm around Kazuya’s shoulder. He watched the other one smile slightly and looked at him with gratitude.
“The stars are so bright tonight,” Kazuya said, grateful for his friend’s comfort. He looked at the shimmering balls of light then sighed deeply.
“So are you up for Yakiniku tonight?” Toma replied as they made their way towards their dormitories located a few blocks from the theater. The cold breeze made them shiver as they walked.
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“Arabesqué, Jeté, Jeté, Avant,” Mrs. Vasiliev , a retired Russian Ballet dancer turned instructor, called out as Kazuya repeated the steps she asked, executing them perfectly.
“Good job, Kazuya. Just make sure to point your toes during Jeté like this.” The instructor showed Kazuya as the other one followed her instructions. She smiled affectionately at the hardworking student. She could see the younger one’s brows furrow as he concentrated on his steps. It had been like that since Kazuya suddenly appeared at the troupe’s dormitory, asking for someone to give him a chance because he wanted to dance so badly. He had no credentials and had just the clothes he was wearing. After a long discussion, he was accepted by the president of the company and he set out to be one of the most hardworking students she ever had.
Kazuya sighed deeply as he stretched his legs, feeling the muscles flexing as he touched his head to his left knee, which was stretched out on the barre. It had been a week after Matsumoto Jun had graduated from the troupe and now all of the dancers are hopelessly waiting for Johnny Kitagawa’s announcement as to who the next lead dancer would be. Kazuya had been praying for this day ever since he entered the troupe 3 years ago. Now, it was his time to shine. He knew he deserved this by how much he had achieved so far but he knew there were a lot of competitors that were also qualified for the role. He just hoped he had a chance to show his skills.
Kazuya was shaken out of his thoughts as the door to the practice room was suddenly opened and his eyes widened considerably as he saw the president of the company, Johnny Kitagawa, enter and with him was 2 of his secretaries wearing dark suits and carrying notepads.
“Hello, everyone. Would it be alright if I gather the students right now Mrs. Vasiliev?” Johnny-san asked the instructor as she nodded her head, anticipating as well on what the president of the company was there for.
Kazuya’s heart started pounding in his chest. He knew that this was about the lead dancer. He stood up straight and gripped the bar tightly as his knuckles turned white from the force. The younger one felt someone’s presence beside him and looked at Toma, who smiled at him and gave him thumbs up sign. His breathing became erratic as this was the dream he’d been wanting for so long.
“As you all know, Matsumoto-san is now part of the Ballet Russes and is currently a member of their troupe in Russia. I am here to announce who the next lead dancer would be.” Johnny-san paused as he stared at the rest of the dancers and they rested on Kazuya, who was looking at the floor and was gripping the barre tightly.
“Alright, I’m not going to delay this further. We have a performance next month and I know for sure that Matsumoto-san had received lots of praise when he was the lead dancer. Now, a lot of major ballet institutions are looking forward for this year’s lead. I now present you Kamenashi Kazuya as the lead dancer. Please make us proud,” Johnny announced as he bowed a little and looked at the now lead dancer, who was sporting a shocked look on his face.
Toma was shaking Kazuya’s shoulder and shouting at the other’s ear excitedly. Kazuya saw everyone clapping their hands and were all looking at him but his brain was too slow in processing that he was on his way to achieving his dream.
“Well done, Kamenashi-kun. I will expect you to uphold our name in the Ballet industry and make us proud,” Johnny Kitagawa said as he gave a list of the upcoming performances to Kazuya who would start practicing as early as tomorrow for all the lead parts of the shows.
“H-H-Hai!” Kazuya stuttered as he reached out and took the papers that Johnny-san was holding out. Hands shaking, he nervously glanced at the agenda and he sighed deeply as he saw that they were going to perform majority of his favorite dances. Kazuya’s lips started to curve into a full blown smile as everything was now starting to sink into him. He was the lead dancer and he will prove to everyone that he deserved what it takes to be the lead.
“I knew it! I knew it would be you!” Toma exclaimed after Johnny and his secretaries left the room as Toma was hyperactively jumping up and down, shaking Kazuya at the same time.
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“We need to celebrate! I know you. You would start practicing tomorrow and we won’t have time to go out anymore so this is the only chance. Dress up and we’ll hit the bar in town,” Toma continued as if Kazuya had not spoken and was pushed towards his closet upon entering the room they shared.
“I still can’t believe it,” Kazuya muttered as he took off his shirt and started rummaging in his closet for an outfit to wear.
“Well, believe it. Your dream is finally happening Kazuya! It’s all coming real now,” Toma muffled excitedly as he slipped into a shirt and grinned at his friend widely.
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“What would you be if you weren’t part of the troupe?” Kazuya slurred a little as he sipped his 3rd glass of beer and looked at Toma curiously.
“Me? I don’t know. Maybe I would be off working at my parents’ fish farm. That was what they wanted me to do before I got accepted to the troupe. How about you though? Do you ever wonder where you’d be if you hadn’t arrived that day?” Toma answered as he looked at the beer left in his glass. He did wonder what Kazuya would be if Johnny hadn’t accepted Kazuya when he showed up that day and begged to be taken in as part of the troupe.
“I would have been nothing. My parents sold me to be a slave so I didn’t know what would’ve become of me if I hadn’t escaped,” Kazuya said matter of factly as he gulped more of his beer. He so desperately wanted to get rid of his memories. The betrayal and hurt that had plagued him all these years still haunted him every single day. That was why he needed to prove to himself that the future his parents decided for him was not going to happen. That was one of the reasons he escaped and begged to be part of the troupe. For Kazuya, the troupe is the only home he’s ever known and he was not going to give up his dreams without a fight.
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Kazuya was breathing hard as he followed every instruction Mrs. Vasiliev gave. It had been 3 weeks since he started practicing for the lead roles in all of the troupe’s performances and he knew he had gotten the hang of it pretty well. He just didn’t want to be seen as someone who was slacking off so he asked Mrs. Vasiliev to do some extra training for him.
“Jeté, Jeté, Fouetté en tournant, Allegro, Allegro,” Mrs. Vasiliev recited off as she saw Kazuya take a deep breath and execute the actions without any flaw.
“Bravo! You have mastered all the steps in just 3 weeks Kazuya. That’s a feat for all lead dancers,” the instructor praised the lead dancer.
“I wouldn’t have done it without your help Mrs. Vasiliev. Thank you so much,” Kazuya thanked the instructor profusely as he deeply bowed down to the instructor, showing his gratitude to her. He opened his mouth to thank her once more when they were interrupted by another dancer, who slammed the door open.
“Oh my God! You will never believe this. I heard from the grapevine that a rich benefactor would attend the first performance next week and if he loved the performance we’ll be giving then he’ll pick a student he will sponsor to be part of K-Ballet who then will be a student at The Royal Ballet in UK!” Hagase Junko shouted out as he slammed the door shut back again and proceeded to shout out the news all over the floor.
“Huh?” Kazuya muttered as his brain processed what Junko said. This would be his chance to study and become a professional ballet dancer. He needed that sponsorship.
“Kazuya? Are you alright? Isn’t that good news?” Mrs. Vasiliev asked as she saw Kazuya tremble.
“I want to practice more Mrs. Vasiliev. I want to get that sponsorship,” Kazuya said as he breathed in deeply and stood in the middle of the practice room to get ready for more.
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“Kame you need to stop. You’re exhausting yourself. Please!” Toma pleaded as he stepped inside the practice room that had been Kazuya’s room for the past week. The first performance of the year was set for tomorrow and Kazuya had not slept a wink after learning of the sponsorship. Toma was getting worried that Kazuya was overworking himself again. It had happened before and he knew that when Kazuya was stressed he tended to work more.
“Later. I’ll rest later,” Kazuya replied as he started the music and danced to the beat, making sure his steps were all calculated and precise.
With a sigh Toma shook his head and sat on the floor looking at his friend, who was trying so hard to prove to everyone that he was worthy of everything.
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“Ok, breathe in then out. That’s it, you can do this,” Toma said as he shook Kazuya’s shoulder and looked at his friend’s caramel-brown eyes.
“Oh my! He’s here! The benefactor’s here. Wow! He’s younger than what I thought so,” Junko shouted again as he was peering from the red curtain at the stage.
“Junko! Go to your place. We’re about to start,” Toma hissed as he clapped Kazuya’s shoulder for luck and smiled at his friend.
“Good luck, Kame! Show them what you’ve got,” Toma said as he walked towards the stage then waited for the curtain to open.
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Kazuya felt the music lifting him up. He tried to look at the stage but all he could see were bright lights and he gave up looking for people he might know. All he felt was the beat of the music and the feeling of exhilaration the dance gave him. He knew this was one of his great performances. He could feel it in his bones. He let his body do the talking as he swayed, jumped, and glided on the stage. This was his moment.
He panted hard as the last piece of music faded into the background and his body bent as he posed for the end of the show, the curtain slowly drawing to a close in front of him; basking in the applause of the people from the stage, reveling in his glory, his hard work paying off. This was his path. This was what he was born for.
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“Bravo, Kazuya! I knew you could do it! Everything was perfect!” Mrs. Vasiliev congratulated her student as the said student blushed deeply at her praise.
“Kamenashi-kun, I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me. Come with me. I would like you to meet someone.” Johnny-san came barging in the backstage as chaos ensued with the excitement of the performance still lingering in the air.
Kazuya trembled with anxiety. He knew that the person whom Johnny would be asking him to meet was the benefactor. He swiped his sweaty palms in his costume; his heart beating fast. Johnny led him to the audience where a tall man dressed in a suit had his back turned to them. He was talking to a few people who looked like businessmen and they were discussing boisterously.
“Akanishi-kun, I would like you to meet our lead dancer. Here is Kamenashi Kazuya.” Johnny introduced as the man turned around and Kazuya’s world stopped. He was one of the most handsome people Kazuya had ever met. His long brown hair framed his face in curls. The suit he was wearing accentuated his lean body. Kazuya’s breath hitched as he saw the quirky smile becoming wider. Kazuya felt faint at the presence of the benefactor.
“Hello, Kamenashi-kun. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Akanishi Jin elegantly said as he stretched out a hand for Kazuya to shake.
“Hello, Akanishi-kun,” Kazuya replied as he reached out and shook Akanishi’s hand, a tingling sensation running through his veins from the contact. He was electrified from the moment their fingers touched.
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“So how did it go?” Toma asked excitedly as he leaned in at the table towards Kazuya.
“It went well. He picked me for the sponsorship,” Kazuya excitedly said as Toma jumped up and down his seat.
They were at the bar downtown and the place was packed since it was a Friday night. Every nook and cranny was filled with people talking and celebrating. Glasses clinking together and the noise of cutlery scraping the plates echoed all throughout.
“I told you! I knew it! Tell me the whole detail,” Toma asked as he sipped his beer.
“It was short. He just said that I was the one who will get the sponsorship and he invited me for dinner tomorrow night for the details of it,” Kazuya replied as he recalled the tingling sensation when he shook hands with Akanishi.
“Ohhh, you’re blushing! He’s cute, isn’t he?” Toma was delighted. Ever since he and Kazuya became friends, he never saw the younger one become interested with another person in terms of love. He knew Kazuya sometimes felt lonely but there was nothing that they could do since they weren’t allowed to go out much due to practice. He was glad Kazuya was getting to know someone he seemed to like.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m going to the restroom, I need to pee,” Kazuya said as his blush became darker. Kazuya slid to the right to get out of the booth he was sitting on but as soon as he stood up another person coming out from the booth next to them bumped into him. Pencils and notebooks fell on the floor and scattered in front of him.
“Ow!” Kazuya complained as his hip bumped at the edge of the table from the force of the impact. He saw the other kneeling down and gathering his things as he stuffed them in his worn out canvas bag. The other person was wearing a purple beanie that covered half of his face so Kazuya couldn’t see what he looked like. Once the guy had picked up his things, he hurried and ran towards the exit of the bar, hiding his face from Kazuya.
“Are you ok? What a rude person,” Toma asked as he looked at the exit and saw the man’s plaid shirt disappearing as he exited out of the bar.
“I’m alright. He left something though.” Kazuya bent down and picked up a brown notebook. He untied the string that bound the notebook close and opened it, gasping as he saw his face all sketched all over the notebook.
“What? What happened?” Toma asked as he slid out from his side of the booth and looked down at the notebook Kazuya was holding.
Every page of the notebook had Kazuya in it. Each page had Kazuya in a different costume on stage; some had only Kazuya’s face in it. The notebook was filled with only a few blank pages towards the end.
“Ohh, you have an admirer,” Toma teased as he checked out the sketches of his friend. The artist was good judging from the way he captured Kazuya on every page. Each showed a different expression.
“Hey, go back to the previous page. Do you remember this costume? We stopped wearing these 2 years ago. This is getting to be creepy. It means your admirer had to be there 2 years ago for him to draw this,” Toma said as he examined the page.
“I don’t get it. Why?” Kazuya asked as he flipped through the other pages of the book. It was weird for him to see lots of sketches of himself.
“Obviously, you’ve got an admirer. And he’s been admiring you for a few years now,” Toma said as he looked on at the pages filled with Kazuya’s face, wondering what it meant for the younger one.
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“So tell me about yourself, Kamenashi-kun,” Akanishi Jin asked formally as they sat at a table in a first class restaurant in town.
“You can call me Kame for starters. I’m not used to being called by my last name,” Kazuya said as he blushed from the smile given to him by Akanishi. “He’s really handsome up close,” Kazuya thought as his blush became darker.
“You are so beautiful,” Jin blurted out as it was his turn to blush.
“Huh?” Kazuya was not used to being called beautiful. Compared to the people he worked with he did not even come up close.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that I have been watching your shows for years now and I have been dying to meet you. This was the only chance I could be able to do so,” Jin confessed as he held out and stroked Kazuya’s hand on the table.
Kazuya was speechless. This was the first time he felt this way. His heart was hammering inside his chest and his palms became sweaty. He never had been in a relationship before since he was so busy and the free time he had was spent on practicing for him to achieve his goal. He was still also disturbed by the sketchbook he found and now he was confused. “Is this what they call, when it rain, it pours?” Kazuya thought as he felt electrified from the touch Akanishi was giving on his hand.
“I know we don’t know each other well but I want to change that. Would it be alright for me to get to know you better?” Jin asked as he smiled timidly at Kazuya.
“I’d like that Akanishi-kun,” Kazuya replied shyly.
“If you’re asking me to call you Kame then call me Jin,” Jin said as he saw Kazuya mouthing his name. He wanted to hear the younger one calling him.
“Alright Jin,” Kazuya said as he smirked a little. Jin was still holding his hand but now it felt comfortable and warm. He could get used to this. Kazuya’s smile became wider.
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“You’re spending a lot of time with Akanishi-kun now, huh?” Toma teased as Kame became flustered and his cheeks became red.
“W-Why’d you say such?” Kazuya stuttered. He was not used to this kind of teasing since this was a first when it came to him liking someone. His heart started beating fast at the thought of Jin.
“Because you’re always with him. If you’re not practicing then you’re with Akanishi-kun,” Toma replied, smiling at the dazed look his friend sported.
After having dinner with Jin, the older one came to call on Kazuya every day. They would just have a walk at the park or eat out but they’d talked a lot. Kazuya was surprised by how easy it was to talk to him; they could talk about anything under the sun. He learned about Jin’s life that after his father passed away he became the President of Akanishi Corporation Holdings. He had to take care of his mother and brother alone. He explained to Kazuya that he had to come to terms that he was the head of the family at an early age. Going to ballet shows had been his escape from reality and that was how he had stumbled upon Kazuya’s troupe 2 years ago.
Kazuya told Jin of his life in the troupe and how he ended up there. The older one was a great listener and Kazuya felt like drowning by how much he was becoming dependent on Jin and the feeling scared him.
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“So where do you want to go now?” Jin asked as they stood outside a pizza parlor where they had their dinner. Winter was approaching and they were bundled up in jackets and coats as the air around them became colder as night fell.
“Anywhere you want to go,” Kazuya said as he rubbed his hands together to heat them up. He was shocked however when his hands were taken by Jin and was cupped in Jin’s warm hands as the older one rubbed them himself. Kazuya blushed deeper as he looked onto Jin who was looking back at him so intensely.
“There’s a park around the corner. Do you want to go there?” Jin asked as he held onto Kazuya’s hand and tugged at it to the direction of the park.
“S-S-Sure,” Kazuya stuttered back as he felt the warmth of Jin’s hand on his own, his heartbeat resounding in his ears.
They were at the park, the quiet surrounding making them feel calm and protected. Jin was sitting with his back on a big Sakura tree while Kazuya lied down and had his head on Jin’s lap.
“Kazuya, did you know that back then when people had no compass or maps they used stars as their guide?” Jin broke the silence as he looked up where there were many bright, twinkling stars scattered across the sky.
“Huh? But how could they decipher the directions of the stars so they could get to where they were going to?” Kazuya asked back as he raised his eyes to the twinkling lights above.
“They use the sun, moon, or other planets with their longitude and latitude so they can keep track of where they are and that would let them know how to get back to that place,” Jin explained as he looked down at the younger one’s face. The silhouette of the moon casted a shadow on the younger one’s beautiful face, his pouty lips protruding as he pondered Jin’s answer.
“Hmmm. So If either one of us gets lost we could use the stars to navigate back here?” Kazuya asked as he looked at Jin in the eyes, caramel-brown eyes boring into dark-chocolate ones.
“Why would we get lost? As long as we have each other, that’s all I need. If we do ever get separated look at the stars and they’ll always guide you back to me,” Jin said with conviction as he looked at Kazuya and time seemed to move slowly as he saw how the younger one was looking at him.
“Promise?” Kazuya asked hopefully as he raised his body halfway on his elbows.
“Pinky promise,” Jin said as he raised his right hand and held out his right pinky for Kazuya to take. Once the younger one raised his right hand Jin hooked his pinky to the younger one’s and tugged him close.
Kazuya gave a yelp as he lost his balance but calmed down when he saw Jin cradling him. Kazuya’s breathing hitched as Jin’s face became nearer and his eyes slid shut at the feeling of soft, warm lips on his own. He gasped as he felt Jin sucking on his lower lip then moaned a little when a warm wet tongue slid inside and tangled with his own. Kazuya held onto Jin’s shoulder as he was running out of breath and was becoming lightheaded as he returned Jin’s kisses ferociously. Their lips made a wet noise when they parted, panting heavily. Kazuya looked onto Jin’s flushed face with half-lidded eyes as the older one caressed his cheek tenderly.
“Kazuya, would you come home with me?” Jin asked as he bent down and nipped Kazuya’s swollen lips.
Kazuya nodded as he felt Jin helping him stand up as he held the younger one’s hand tightly. Kazuya knew what going home with Jin meant but he knew as well that he was ready for this. His feelings for Jin overwhelmed him beyond everything he knew of. He wanted Jin as much as Jin wanted him too.
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“Wow,” was all Kazuya could mutter as they arrived at Jin’s apartment. Kazuya’s eyes went wide at how huge the apartment was. Kazuya stepped inside the apartment and saw large, soft couches adorning the living room. The design was minimalistic and everything looked comfy. He went to one of the couches and sat down. He saw pictures of Jin and his brother who looked a lot like him.
“Make yourself at home,” Jin said as he went into the kitchen to get them something to drink.
“Um, where’s the toilet?” Kazuya called out as he stood up and walked over to one of the pictures, seeing Jin with different people. He saw a lot of Jin with one person who was also handsome with a wide smile. “He must be the best friend Jin talked about,” Kazuya thought.
“Down the hall, first door to the left. Would you want juice or soda?” Jin shouted as he heard Kazuya’s steps towards the toilet.
“Juice is fine,” Kazuya shouted back as he turned to where the hallway was and entered the room on the right. He opened the door and flipped the switch on. He saw that it was some kind of studio. As he made a move to turn off the light, he thought he saw a drawing of himself and he stopped. He turned around and looked closely. It was then he realized that the whole room had sketches of him. He looked on wide-eyed at the different poses he had done during his performances and they were all captured on paper. He stepped closer to one of the sketches of him looking at the audience in a fourth position ready to launch into a show. Kazuya gasped however as he recalled the sketchbook the man with a beanie left and saw that the sketches in Jin’s studio looked very similar.
“Kazuya did you find the bat---“ Jin’s voice trailed off as he saw Kazuya in his studio looking at the portrait of himself. The one he had done 2 years ago.
“W-W-What is this?” Kazuya asked as he turned to Jin with confused look on his face.
“I-I-I can explain. I know this looks weird but you see I sketch as well. When I’m stressed I do some sketches,” Jin looked at Kazuya nervously.
“I have been admiring you for a while now but I didn’t have the courage to approach you. So during my free time after watching your shows I would sketch you and well, you can see how many shows I have watched already,” Jin continued as he looked at Kazuya sheepishly, who had a stupefied look on his face.
“You mean you’ve been drawing me for years?” Kazuya asked incredulously. He looked around again and marveled at the amount of sketches Jin had done. The sketches on the notebook he had found had the same style as Jin’s. He looked around some more and saw something purple lying on the table. He went to it and picked up the beanie, he then gasped and pointed at Jin.
“You were the man who bumped into me at the bar downtown. You left your notebook filled with drawings of me!” Kazuya gaped as he looked at Jin, making the connection.
“Oh, I remember, so that’s where my notebook went. I had been looking for it since that night. It was the first time we were introduced to each other so I went down there to relax and do some more sketches. I was nervous,” Jin explained with another sheepish look.
“But why? Why would you want to draw me?”Kazuya wondered as he looked around the room again. Puzzled on why he was the chosen subject of someone like Jin who had everything going for him.
“Haven’t you figured it out yet?” Jin asked him as he walked nearer to where Kazuya was standing.
“Figure what out?” Kazuya asked as he felt like he knew what Jin’s answer would be but he couldn’t believe it. Why someone as handsome and powerful as Jin would be into him?
“I like you. I have liked you since the first time I saw you on stage 3 years ago. Don’t you realize that all of these sketches of you are from different performances? My family thinks I’m crazy for moving all around Japan too much. I check in a hotel when your troupe’s performance is short and I get myself an apartment when you stay longer. Haven’t you checked all the sketches? It’s always been you Kazuya.” Jin poured his heart out after so many years of longing and admiring Kazuya from a distance. Now that he was here he wanted Kazuya to know how deep his feelings are for him. He just hoped Kazuya would understand.
“I don’t know what to say,” Kazuya said, overwhelmed, as he looked at Jin and saw the love pouring out from him. He took one step to close the gap in between them and hugged the older man, surprising him with the action.
“Then don’t say anything. Let me show you how much I adore you.” Jin sighed. He felt happy as he wrapped his arms around Kazuya’s lithe body and bent down to kiss him, showing him how much he wanted to since he saw him 3 years ago. Finally, at last his dreams were coming true.
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“J-J-Jin…unngh,” Kazuya moaned out as he felt the older one nipping at his neck. Jin’s hands were roaming on his body, making him feel hotter than he’d ever felt before. They were at Jin’s bedroom and Kazuya was on the bed with Jin hovering on top of him. They’ve been making out after the older one’s confession. Kazuya was giddy. He was glad he wasn’t the only one feeling the same way.
“Kazuya…” Jin couldn’t help moaning out the younger one’s name. Jin slowly undid the younger one’s shirt and slid it off the milky shoulder. He then undid his own shirt and threw it behind, not caring where it landed. He nipped and bit on the milky-white skin as the younger one moaned louder. Jin kissed his way up and took the younger one’s lips on his own, sucking it hard before slipping his tongue inside the hot cavern. His tongue roamed and entangled with the younger one’s. Kazuya’s moans were muffled but that made Jin burn hotter.
Jin’s hands slid down the smooth belly and onto the younger one’s jeans, rubbing Kazuya’s hard on, making the younger one jerk hard at the touch. Jin then unbuttoned it and slowly slid the zipper down as he kept on kissing Kazuya, devouring the younger one’s pouty lips. As he took off Kazuya’s pants, he ended the kiss and looked onto the younger one’s lithe body. He couldn’t help but bite his lips from the arousing sight in front of him. Kazuya was so irresistible. He took off his own jeans in a flash and hovered on top of Kazuya who was blushing hard as he kissed him again.
“I’ll be gentle, I promise,” Jin said as he parted from Kazuya’s lips and sucked on his jaw, down to his neck and to the sensitive dainty nubs that had Kazuya arching higher off the bed. He sucked and licked until he had the younger one whimpering. Jin then moved lower until he reached Kazuya’s belly button in which he gave a lick then a suck. Kissing his way down to the engorged manhood of Kazuya, his own was throbbing with need as well. He licked the pre-cum from younger one’s tip and tasted Kazuya’s essence which was addicting. He sucked on the head which had Kazuya gurgling out his moans.
Jin gave Kazuya’s cock one last suck then released it as he shifted up to engage the younger one in a kiss again. The older one groped to the dresser on the left side of the bed to remove a tube of lube and leaned back to sit on his knees while looking at Kazuya who was panting hard with legs splayed open. Jin opened the tube and squeezed it onto his hand as he spread it across his fingers.
“Kazuya, this will hurt a bit. I do need you to relax, alright?” Jin waited until Kazuya nodded and then he rubbed his slick hand onto Kazuya’s entrance and proceeded to slip a finger inside, feeling Kazuya’s muscle clench tightly and whimper out loud. Jin moved up until he was leaning over Kazuya and he kissed the younger one hard to distract him from the pain. As their tongues entwined and Kazuya’s arms went around Jin’s neck he fully inserted his finger, pushed it in and out of the tight hole. Once Kazuya had relaxed considerably, he then added another finger and tried to stretch the younger one as much as he could.
“Are you ready?” Jin asked lightly as he kissed Kazuya’s damp forehead and looked at him straight in the eyes.
“Yes, I want you Jin,” Kazuya whispered as he felt like flying just from Jin’s touches. Kazuya wanted more. He wanted to feel all of Jin, too. He winced however when he felt something sliding inside of him as pain surged from his bottom.
Jin grunted as he slid inside Kazuya’s body, gratifying himself from the tight, snug warmth of Kazuya’s walls. He stilled as soon as he slid up to the hilt and looked at Kazuya who was grimacing in pain as he adjusted to Jin’s thick length.
“Are you ok? Do you want me to pull out?” Jin asked, concerned. He looked on as Kazuya shook his head frantically, holding onto Jin’s biceps to keep him where he was.
“I’m alright. I’m just not used to this,” Kazuya said hoarsely, gripping Jin’s waist with his thighs.
Jin nodded and moved his hips slowly, trying to push in and out of the tight warmth that hugged his length. He heard Kazuya whimper in pain and Jin bent down and kissed Kazuya again to distract him from the pain. He sucked at Kazuya’s tongue, eliciting more moans and pants from the younger one that were muffled by his lips.
“Oh, Jin!” Kazuya jerked suddenly as he felt an electrifying surge going up his spine when Jin gave a particularly deep thrust.
“There?” Jin grinned as he supported himself on his arms. His thrusts were becoming faster and much deeper, making Kazuya cry out in pleasure. A tingling sensation kept on crawling all over his body as he felt the thick slide and pull of Jin’s length.
“Ughh…more Jin, more please,” Kazuya begged. Bright colors were exploding beneath his eyes and he gripped Jin’s biceps hard as the older one kept on pounding harder inside of him, making him tremble continuously.
“Kazuya, hah! Ungghh…” Jin’s arms gave out as he hid his face into the crook of Kazuya’s sweaty neck and licked the smooth skin, tasting the salty essence of Kazuya. Jin pounded harder and deeper. The tightness of Kazuya’s walls made him go crazy as whiteness began to consume him. When Jin couldn’t take it anymore he slid a hand in between their joined bodies and wrapped his hand around Kazuya’s engorged member and started pumping as fast as his thrusts.
Kazuya cried out loud as he felt a damp tightness around his member, making him incoherent from the pleasure he was receiving. A few more deep thrusts from Jin and the bright colors blasted off everywhere and Kazuya trembled and arched as thick white ropes of come spurted out from his aching member, staining their bellies.
Jin groaned loudly at the same time Kazuya came, the younger one’s muscles contracting even more tightly on his length. Jin gave a couple of deep, hard thrusts and surrendered to the blinding whiteness as he filled Kazuya’s walls with his own come.
Kazuya shivered as he felt something warm fill him up, moaning slightly from the sensation as he panted heavily, his body still tingling from the explosive orgasm he just had.
As Jin came back from his high, he pulled out slowly from the younger one and lied beside him gathering the younger one to cuddle with him.
“Thank you,” Jin said as he kissed the sweaty forehead and inhaled Kazuya’s scent.
“No Jin, thank YOU. You gave me something precious, something I’ll never forget,” Kazuya replied as he leaned up a bit and sealed their lips into a kiss.
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Part 2
By: jamie_spotty / purple_lullabye
Pairing: Akame / Tomapi (side pairing)
Word count: 12,202
Rating: NC17
Genre/Warnings: Fluff/Cliché Romance, Stalker Jin, Extreme AU.
Notes: For katmillia, I’m really hoping you’d like this.
Summary: Sometimes dreams do come true.
“Congratulations!”
“Congratulations Jun-sama!”
“You were great! They’re definitely going to pick you for sure!”
“May I have your autograph Jun-sama?”
A mob of admirers gathered around the small dressing room praising the distinguished ballet dancer as the rest of the cast stood outside their occupied dressing room waiting for the fans to disappear so they could change out of their costumes and leave for the night.
“So once they all leave how do you think we’re going to get inside with that big head of his?” Ikuta Toma, another dancer, leaned onto the wall beside the door as he raised an eyebrow to the person sitting on the floor in front of him.
“Maybe we could pop it?” Kamenashi Kazuya said as he made an action with his hand as if stabbing someone. He was still wearing his glittery costume, slumped on the floor to rest his tired body. Kazuya glared at the mob inside their dressing room, willing with all his might for them and the star in demand to disappear so they could all change and go back to their dormitories to rest. It had been a tiring day for all of them.
Toma grinned at his colleague and rolled his eyes when a squeal of delight bounced out of the room.
Both Kamenashi Kazuya and Ikuta Toma were part of the J Ballet Troupe that went from cities and provinces all over Japan to perform all kinds of ballet, ranging from classical, neo-classical to contemporary. They were students of the J Ballet Troupe until graduation in which one of the international troupes would ask them to be a part of their group. Being part of an international ballet troupe was the ultimate dream of every student. It was a privilege for them to be known as part of those international troupes. Each year, Johnny Kitagawa, the president of the J Ballet troupe, would announce who the lead of the graduating class would be. Until that class would graduate the appointed lead dancer would be always the one in the spotlight, making the scouting troupes realize the full potential of that appointed lead.
This year Matsumoto Jun was the one appointed as the lead ballet dancer of the troupe and he had just finished performing a piece with contemporary ballet as his theme. Everyone was so entranced by how Matsumoto had performed his piece that every dancer backstage knew that he would get an offer from the representative of Ballet Russes from Russia.
“Why are all these people allowed here?” Kazuya complained after a few minutes of silence as he looked at the door of their dressing room, glaring at the huge amount of people inside.
“I don’t know but I think we need to enforce our rights as co-occupants of that room right now,” Toma replied as he straightened up and held a hand out to Kazuya to help him stand up.
“Alright people, enough of this. You! Stop praising the scary dude and get out of the room,” Toma shouted as he barged into their dressing room, slamming the door open and scaring the mob out of their wits. A few girls gave out terrified squeaks as Toma gave them his meanest glare and pointed towards the door.
“Remind me to never piss you off,” Kazuya said, smiling at the now almost empty room as the mob’s object of desire looked at them with a prissy scowl on his face.
“Why’d you do that?” Matsumoto Jun asked them huffily as he sat on the chair in front of his dresser.
“I need sleep. They’re not the ones who are still going to wake up tomorrow
morning at 5am to practice,” Toma explained as he turned around to face Kazuya and rolled his eyes.
As soon as they were ready and all of their things were packed, Kazuya stood up and hoisted his heavy bag on his shoulder. He looked at Toma as they both started walking out of the dressing room.
“I’m so glad the prima donna’s going to graduate soon; the sooner the better,” Toma said as they walked on the street towards their dormitory at 7 in the evening.
“But once he graduates it’s someone’s turn to be the lead, right?” Kazuya asked out of the blue as he thought of his dreams and ambitions. Oh how he wanted so badly to be the next lead. It would open a lot of opportunity for him.
“Yup. And I know someone who’s going to take his spot. He’s actually walking right beside me,” Toma teased as he bumped his shoulder to Kazuya’s, watching the younger one blush at the praise.
“I just want this so badly so I could prove to them that my dream is worth something,” Kazuya whispered as he took a deep breath and looked up at the skies.
“I know. I’ve seen you dance Kame. Don’t believe in what they say. Your dreams are always worth something. It’s what keeps you going. Dreams are what keeps us motivated so don’t say that yours are not worth it. We wouldn’t be here if not for our dreams.” Toma comforted the other one as he slung an arm around Kazuya’s shoulder. He watched the other one smile slightly and looked at him with gratitude.
“The stars are so bright tonight,” Kazuya said, grateful for his friend’s comfort. He looked at the shimmering balls of light then sighed deeply.
“So are you up for Yakiniku tonight?” Toma replied as they made their way towards their dormitories located a few blocks from the theater. The cold breeze made them shiver as they walked.
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“Arabesqué, Jeté, Jeté, Avant,” Mrs. Vasiliev , a retired Russian Ballet dancer turned instructor, called out as Kazuya repeated the steps she asked, executing them perfectly.
“Good job, Kazuya. Just make sure to point your toes during Jeté like this.” The instructor showed Kazuya as the other one followed her instructions. She smiled affectionately at the hardworking student. She could see the younger one’s brows furrow as he concentrated on his steps. It had been like that since Kazuya suddenly appeared at the troupe’s dormitory, asking for someone to give him a chance because he wanted to dance so badly. He had no credentials and had just the clothes he was wearing. After a long discussion, he was accepted by the president of the company and he set out to be one of the most hardworking students she ever had.
Kazuya sighed deeply as he stretched his legs, feeling the muscles flexing as he touched his head to his left knee, which was stretched out on the barre. It had been a week after Matsumoto Jun had graduated from the troupe and now all of the dancers are hopelessly waiting for Johnny Kitagawa’s announcement as to who the next lead dancer would be. Kazuya had been praying for this day ever since he entered the troupe 3 years ago. Now, it was his time to shine. He knew he deserved this by how much he had achieved so far but he knew there were a lot of competitors that were also qualified for the role. He just hoped he had a chance to show his skills.
Kazuya was shaken out of his thoughts as the door to the practice room was suddenly opened and his eyes widened considerably as he saw the president of the company, Johnny Kitagawa, enter and with him was 2 of his secretaries wearing dark suits and carrying notepads.
“Hello, everyone. Would it be alright if I gather the students right now Mrs. Vasiliev?” Johnny-san asked the instructor as she nodded her head, anticipating as well on what the president of the company was there for.
Kazuya’s heart started pounding in his chest. He knew that this was about the lead dancer. He stood up straight and gripped the bar tightly as his knuckles turned white from the force. The younger one felt someone’s presence beside him and looked at Toma, who smiled at him and gave him thumbs up sign. His breathing became erratic as this was the dream he’d been wanting for so long.
“As you all know, Matsumoto-san is now part of the Ballet Russes and is currently a member of their troupe in Russia. I am here to announce who the next lead dancer would be.” Johnny-san paused as he stared at the rest of the dancers and they rested on Kazuya, who was looking at the floor and was gripping the barre tightly.
“Alright, I’m not going to delay this further. We have a performance next month and I know for sure that Matsumoto-san had received lots of praise when he was the lead dancer. Now, a lot of major ballet institutions are looking forward for this year’s lead. I now present you Kamenashi Kazuya as the lead dancer. Please make us proud,” Johnny announced as he bowed a little and looked at the now lead dancer, who was sporting a shocked look on his face.
Toma was shaking Kazuya’s shoulder and shouting at the other’s ear excitedly. Kazuya saw everyone clapping their hands and were all looking at him but his brain was too slow in processing that he was on his way to achieving his dream.
“Well done, Kamenashi-kun. I will expect you to uphold our name in the Ballet industry and make us proud,” Johnny Kitagawa said as he gave a list of the upcoming performances to Kazuya who would start practicing as early as tomorrow for all the lead parts of the shows.
“H-H-Hai!” Kazuya stuttered as he reached out and took the papers that Johnny-san was holding out. Hands shaking, he nervously glanced at the agenda and he sighed deeply as he saw that they were going to perform majority of his favorite dances. Kazuya’s lips started to curve into a full blown smile as everything was now starting to sink into him. He was the lead dancer and he will prove to everyone that he deserved what it takes to be the lead.
“I knew it! I knew it would be you!” Toma exclaimed after Johnny and his secretaries left the room as Toma was hyperactively jumping up and down, shaking Kazuya at the same time.
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“We need to celebrate! I know you. You would start practicing tomorrow and we won’t have time to go out anymore so this is the only chance. Dress up and we’ll hit the bar in town,” Toma continued as if Kazuya had not spoken and was pushed towards his closet upon entering the room they shared.
“I still can’t believe it,” Kazuya muttered as he took off his shirt and started rummaging in his closet for an outfit to wear.
“Well, believe it. Your dream is finally happening Kazuya! It’s all coming real now,” Toma muffled excitedly as he slipped into a shirt and grinned at his friend widely.
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“What would you be if you weren’t part of the troupe?” Kazuya slurred a little as he sipped his 3rd glass of beer and looked at Toma curiously.
“Me? I don’t know. Maybe I would be off working at my parents’ fish farm. That was what they wanted me to do before I got accepted to the troupe. How about you though? Do you ever wonder where you’d be if you hadn’t arrived that day?” Toma answered as he looked at the beer left in his glass. He did wonder what Kazuya would be if Johnny hadn’t accepted Kazuya when he showed up that day and begged to be taken in as part of the troupe.
“I would have been nothing. My parents sold me to be a slave so I didn’t know what would’ve become of me if I hadn’t escaped,” Kazuya said matter of factly as he gulped more of his beer. He so desperately wanted to get rid of his memories. The betrayal and hurt that had plagued him all these years still haunted him every single day. That was why he needed to prove to himself that the future his parents decided for him was not going to happen. That was one of the reasons he escaped and begged to be part of the troupe. For Kazuya, the troupe is the only home he’s ever known and he was not going to give up his dreams without a fight.
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Kazuya was breathing hard as he followed every instruction Mrs. Vasiliev gave. It had been 3 weeks since he started practicing for the lead roles in all of the troupe’s performances and he knew he had gotten the hang of it pretty well. He just didn’t want to be seen as someone who was slacking off so he asked Mrs. Vasiliev to do some extra training for him.
“Jeté, Jeté, Fouetté en tournant, Allegro, Allegro,” Mrs. Vasiliev recited off as she saw Kazuya take a deep breath and execute the actions without any flaw.
“Bravo! You have mastered all the steps in just 3 weeks Kazuya. That’s a feat for all lead dancers,” the instructor praised the lead dancer.
“I wouldn’t have done it without your help Mrs. Vasiliev. Thank you so much,” Kazuya thanked the instructor profusely as he deeply bowed down to the instructor, showing his gratitude to her. He opened his mouth to thank her once more when they were interrupted by another dancer, who slammed the door open.
“Oh my God! You will never believe this. I heard from the grapevine that a rich benefactor would attend the first performance next week and if he loved the performance we’ll be giving then he’ll pick a student he will sponsor to be part of K-Ballet who then will be a student at The Royal Ballet in UK!” Hagase Junko shouted out as he slammed the door shut back again and proceeded to shout out the news all over the floor.
“Huh?” Kazuya muttered as his brain processed what Junko said. This would be his chance to study and become a professional ballet dancer. He needed that sponsorship.
“Kazuya? Are you alright? Isn’t that good news?” Mrs. Vasiliev asked as she saw Kazuya tremble.
“I want to practice more Mrs. Vasiliev. I want to get that sponsorship,” Kazuya said as he breathed in deeply and stood in the middle of the practice room to get ready for more.
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“Kame you need to stop. You’re exhausting yourself. Please!” Toma pleaded as he stepped inside the practice room that had been Kazuya’s room for the past week. The first performance of the year was set for tomorrow and Kazuya had not slept a wink after learning of the sponsorship. Toma was getting worried that Kazuya was overworking himself again. It had happened before and he knew that when Kazuya was stressed he tended to work more.
“Later. I’ll rest later,” Kazuya replied as he started the music and danced to the beat, making sure his steps were all calculated and precise.
With a sigh Toma shook his head and sat on the floor looking at his friend, who was trying so hard to prove to everyone that he was worthy of everything.
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“Ok, breathe in then out. That’s it, you can do this,” Toma said as he shook Kazuya’s shoulder and looked at his friend’s caramel-brown eyes.
“Oh my! He’s here! The benefactor’s here. Wow! He’s younger than what I thought so,” Junko shouted again as he was peering from the red curtain at the stage.
“Junko! Go to your place. We’re about to start,” Toma hissed as he clapped Kazuya’s shoulder for luck and smiled at his friend.
“Good luck, Kame! Show them what you’ve got,” Toma said as he walked towards the stage then waited for the curtain to open.
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Kazuya felt the music lifting him up. He tried to look at the stage but all he could see were bright lights and he gave up looking for people he might know. All he felt was the beat of the music and the feeling of exhilaration the dance gave him. He knew this was one of his great performances. He could feel it in his bones. He let his body do the talking as he swayed, jumped, and glided on the stage. This was his moment.
He panted hard as the last piece of music faded into the background and his body bent as he posed for the end of the show, the curtain slowly drawing to a close in front of him; basking in the applause of the people from the stage, reveling in his glory, his hard work paying off. This was his path. This was what he was born for.
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“Bravo, Kazuya! I knew you could do it! Everything was perfect!” Mrs. Vasiliev congratulated her student as the said student blushed deeply at her praise.
“Kamenashi-kun, I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me. Come with me. I would like you to meet someone.” Johnny-san came barging in the backstage as chaos ensued with the excitement of the performance still lingering in the air.
Kazuya trembled with anxiety. He knew that the person whom Johnny would be asking him to meet was the benefactor. He swiped his sweaty palms in his costume; his heart beating fast. Johnny led him to the audience where a tall man dressed in a suit had his back turned to them. He was talking to a few people who looked like businessmen and they were discussing boisterously.
“Akanishi-kun, I would like you to meet our lead dancer. Here is Kamenashi Kazuya.” Johnny introduced as the man turned around and Kazuya’s world stopped. He was one of the most handsome people Kazuya had ever met. His long brown hair framed his face in curls. The suit he was wearing accentuated his lean body. Kazuya’s breath hitched as he saw the quirky smile becoming wider. Kazuya felt faint at the presence of the benefactor.
“Hello, Kamenashi-kun. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Akanishi Jin elegantly said as he stretched out a hand for Kazuya to shake.
“Hello, Akanishi-kun,” Kazuya replied as he reached out and shook Akanishi’s hand, a tingling sensation running through his veins from the contact. He was electrified from the moment their fingers touched.
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“So how did it go?” Toma asked excitedly as he leaned in at the table towards Kazuya.
“It went well. He picked me for the sponsorship,” Kazuya excitedly said as Toma jumped up and down his seat.
They were at the bar downtown and the place was packed since it was a Friday night. Every nook and cranny was filled with people talking and celebrating. Glasses clinking together and the noise of cutlery scraping the plates echoed all throughout.
“I told you! I knew it! Tell me the whole detail,” Toma asked as he sipped his beer.
“It was short. He just said that I was the one who will get the sponsorship and he invited me for dinner tomorrow night for the details of it,” Kazuya replied as he recalled the tingling sensation when he shook hands with Akanishi.
“Ohhh, you’re blushing! He’s cute, isn’t he?” Toma was delighted. Ever since he and Kazuya became friends, he never saw the younger one become interested with another person in terms of love. He knew Kazuya sometimes felt lonely but there was nothing that they could do since they weren’t allowed to go out much due to practice. He was glad Kazuya was getting to know someone he seemed to like.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m going to the restroom, I need to pee,” Kazuya said as his blush became darker. Kazuya slid to the right to get out of the booth he was sitting on but as soon as he stood up another person coming out from the booth next to them bumped into him. Pencils and notebooks fell on the floor and scattered in front of him.
“Ow!” Kazuya complained as his hip bumped at the edge of the table from the force of the impact. He saw the other kneeling down and gathering his things as he stuffed them in his worn out canvas bag. The other person was wearing a purple beanie that covered half of his face so Kazuya couldn’t see what he looked like. Once the guy had picked up his things, he hurried and ran towards the exit of the bar, hiding his face from Kazuya.
“Are you ok? What a rude person,” Toma asked as he looked at the exit and saw the man’s plaid shirt disappearing as he exited out of the bar.
“I’m alright. He left something though.” Kazuya bent down and picked up a brown notebook. He untied the string that bound the notebook close and opened it, gasping as he saw his face all sketched all over the notebook.
“What? What happened?” Toma asked as he slid out from his side of the booth and looked down at the notebook Kazuya was holding.
Every page of the notebook had Kazuya in it. Each page had Kazuya in a different costume on stage; some had only Kazuya’s face in it. The notebook was filled with only a few blank pages towards the end.
“Ohh, you have an admirer,” Toma teased as he checked out the sketches of his friend. The artist was good judging from the way he captured Kazuya on every page. Each showed a different expression.
“Hey, go back to the previous page. Do you remember this costume? We stopped wearing these 2 years ago. This is getting to be creepy. It means your admirer had to be there 2 years ago for him to draw this,” Toma said as he examined the page.
“I don’t get it. Why?” Kazuya asked as he flipped through the other pages of the book. It was weird for him to see lots of sketches of himself.
“Obviously, you’ve got an admirer. And he’s been admiring you for a few years now,” Toma said as he looked on at the pages filled with Kazuya’s face, wondering what it meant for the younger one.
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“So tell me about yourself, Kamenashi-kun,” Akanishi Jin asked formally as they sat at a table in a first class restaurant in town.
“You can call me Kame for starters. I’m not used to being called by my last name,” Kazuya said as he blushed from the smile given to him by Akanishi. “He’s really handsome up close,” Kazuya thought as his blush became darker.
“You are so beautiful,” Jin blurted out as it was his turn to blush.
“Huh?” Kazuya was not used to being called beautiful. Compared to the people he worked with he did not even come up close.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that I have been watching your shows for years now and I have been dying to meet you. This was the only chance I could be able to do so,” Jin confessed as he held out and stroked Kazuya’s hand on the table.
Kazuya was speechless. This was the first time he felt this way. His heart was hammering inside his chest and his palms became sweaty. He never had been in a relationship before since he was so busy and the free time he had was spent on practicing for him to achieve his goal. He was still also disturbed by the sketchbook he found and now he was confused. “Is this what they call, when it rain, it pours?” Kazuya thought as he felt electrified from the touch Akanishi was giving on his hand.
“I know we don’t know each other well but I want to change that. Would it be alright for me to get to know you better?” Jin asked as he smiled timidly at Kazuya.
“I’d like that Akanishi-kun,” Kazuya replied shyly.
“If you’re asking me to call you Kame then call me Jin,” Jin said as he saw Kazuya mouthing his name. He wanted to hear the younger one calling him.
“Alright Jin,” Kazuya said as he smirked a little. Jin was still holding his hand but now it felt comfortable and warm. He could get used to this. Kazuya’s smile became wider.
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“You’re spending a lot of time with Akanishi-kun now, huh?” Toma teased as Kame became flustered and his cheeks became red.
“W-Why’d you say such?” Kazuya stuttered. He was not used to this kind of teasing since this was a first when it came to him liking someone. His heart started beating fast at the thought of Jin.
“Because you’re always with him. If you’re not practicing then you’re with Akanishi-kun,” Toma replied, smiling at the dazed look his friend sported.
After having dinner with Jin, the older one came to call on Kazuya every day. They would just have a walk at the park or eat out but they’d talked a lot. Kazuya was surprised by how easy it was to talk to him; they could talk about anything under the sun. He learned about Jin’s life that after his father passed away he became the President of Akanishi Corporation Holdings. He had to take care of his mother and brother alone. He explained to Kazuya that he had to come to terms that he was the head of the family at an early age. Going to ballet shows had been his escape from reality and that was how he had stumbled upon Kazuya’s troupe 2 years ago.
Kazuya told Jin of his life in the troupe and how he ended up there. The older one was a great listener and Kazuya felt like drowning by how much he was becoming dependent on Jin and the feeling scared him.
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“So where do you want to go now?” Jin asked as they stood outside a pizza parlor where they had their dinner. Winter was approaching and they were bundled up in jackets and coats as the air around them became colder as night fell.
“Anywhere you want to go,” Kazuya said as he rubbed his hands together to heat them up. He was shocked however when his hands were taken by Jin and was cupped in Jin’s warm hands as the older one rubbed them himself. Kazuya blushed deeper as he looked onto Jin who was looking back at him so intensely.
“There’s a park around the corner. Do you want to go there?” Jin asked as he held onto Kazuya’s hand and tugged at it to the direction of the park.
“S-S-Sure,” Kazuya stuttered back as he felt the warmth of Jin’s hand on his own, his heartbeat resounding in his ears.
They were at the park, the quiet surrounding making them feel calm and protected. Jin was sitting with his back on a big Sakura tree while Kazuya lied down and had his head on Jin’s lap.
“Kazuya, did you know that back then when people had no compass or maps they used stars as their guide?” Jin broke the silence as he looked up where there were many bright, twinkling stars scattered across the sky.
“Huh? But how could they decipher the directions of the stars so they could get to where they were going to?” Kazuya asked back as he raised his eyes to the twinkling lights above.
“They use the sun, moon, or other planets with their longitude and latitude so they can keep track of where they are and that would let them know how to get back to that place,” Jin explained as he looked down at the younger one’s face. The silhouette of the moon casted a shadow on the younger one’s beautiful face, his pouty lips protruding as he pondered Jin’s answer.
“Hmmm. So If either one of us gets lost we could use the stars to navigate back here?” Kazuya asked as he looked at Jin in the eyes, caramel-brown eyes boring into dark-chocolate ones.
“Why would we get lost? As long as we have each other, that’s all I need. If we do ever get separated look at the stars and they’ll always guide you back to me,” Jin said with conviction as he looked at Kazuya and time seemed to move slowly as he saw how the younger one was looking at him.
“Promise?” Kazuya asked hopefully as he raised his body halfway on his elbows.
“Pinky promise,” Jin said as he raised his right hand and held out his right pinky for Kazuya to take. Once the younger one raised his right hand Jin hooked his pinky to the younger one’s and tugged him close.
Kazuya gave a yelp as he lost his balance but calmed down when he saw Jin cradling him. Kazuya’s breathing hitched as Jin’s face became nearer and his eyes slid shut at the feeling of soft, warm lips on his own. He gasped as he felt Jin sucking on his lower lip then moaned a little when a warm wet tongue slid inside and tangled with his own. Kazuya held onto Jin’s shoulder as he was running out of breath and was becoming lightheaded as he returned Jin’s kisses ferociously. Their lips made a wet noise when they parted, panting heavily. Kazuya looked onto Jin’s flushed face with half-lidded eyes as the older one caressed his cheek tenderly.
“Kazuya, would you come home with me?” Jin asked as he bent down and nipped Kazuya’s swollen lips.
Kazuya nodded as he felt Jin helping him stand up as he held the younger one’s hand tightly. Kazuya knew what going home with Jin meant but he knew as well that he was ready for this. His feelings for Jin overwhelmed him beyond everything he knew of. He wanted Jin as much as Jin wanted him too.
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“Wow,” was all Kazuya could mutter as they arrived at Jin’s apartment. Kazuya’s eyes went wide at how huge the apartment was. Kazuya stepped inside the apartment and saw large, soft couches adorning the living room. The design was minimalistic and everything looked comfy. He went to one of the couches and sat down. He saw pictures of Jin and his brother who looked a lot like him.
“Make yourself at home,” Jin said as he went into the kitchen to get them something to drink.
“Um, where’s the toilet?” Kazuya called out as he stood up and walked over to one of the pictures, seeing Jin with different people. He saw a lot of Jin with one person who was also handsome with a wide smile. “He must be the best friend Jin talked about,” Kazuya thought.
“Down the hall, first door to the left. Would you want juice or soda?” Jin shouted as he heard Kazuya’s steps towards the toilet.
“Juice is fine,” Kazuya shouted back as he turned to where the hallway was and entered the room on the right. He opened the door and flipped the switch on. He saw that it was some kind of studio. As he made a move to turn off the light, he thought he saw a drawing of himself and he stopped. He turned around and looked closely. It was then he realized that the whole room had sketches of him. He looked on wide-eyed at the different poses he had done during his performances and they were all captured on paper. He stepped closer to one of the sketches of him looking at the audience in a fourth position ready to launch into a show. Kazuya gasped however as he recalled the sketchbook the man with a beanie left and saw that the sketches in Jin’s studio looked very similar.
“Kazuya did you find the bat---“ Jin’s voice trailed off as he saw Kazuya in his studio looking at the portrait of himself. The one he had done 2 years ago.
“W-W-What is this?” Kazuya asked as he turned to Jin with confused look on his face.
“I-I-I can explain. I know this looks weird but you see I sketch as well. When I’m stressed I do some sketches,” Jin looked at Kazuya nervously.
“I have been admiring you for a while now but I didn’t have the courage to approach you. So during my free time after watching your shows I would sketch you and well, you can see how many shows I have watched already,” Jin continued as he looked at Kazuya sheepishly, who had a stupefied look on his face.
“You mean you’ve been drawing me for years?” Kazuya asked incredulously. He looked around again and marveled at the amount of sketches Jin had done. The sketches on the notebook he had found had the same style as Jin’s. He looked around some more and saw something purple lying on the table. He went to it and picked up the beanie, he then gasped and pointed at Jin.
“You were the man who bumped into me at the bar downtown. You left your notebook filled with drawings of me!” Kazuya gaped as he looked at Jin, making the connection.
“Oh, I remember, so that’s where my notebook went. I had been looking for it since that night. It was the first time we were introduced to each other so I went down there to relax and do some more sketches. I was nervous,” Jin explained with another sheepish look.
“But why? Why would you want to draw me?”Kazuya wondered as he looked around the room again. Puzzled on why he was the chosen subject of someone like Jin who had everything going for him.
“Haven’t you figured it out yet?” Jin asked him as he walked nearer to where Kazuya was standing.
“Figure what out?” Kazuya asked as he felt like he knew what Jin’s answer would be but he couldn’t believe it. Why someone as handsome and powerful as Jin would be into him?
“I like you. I have liked you since the first time I saw you on stage 3 years ago. Don’t you realize that all of these sketches of you are from different performances? My family thinks I’m crazy for moving all around Japan too much. I check in a hotel when your troupe’s performance is short and I get myself an apartment when you stay longer. Haven’t you checked all the sketches? It’s always been you Kazuya.” Jin poured his heart out after so many years of longing and admiring Kazuya from a distance. Now that he was here he wanted Kazuya to know how deep his feelings are for him. He just hoped Kazuya would understand.
“I don’t know what to say,” Kazuya said, overwhelmed, as he looked at Jin and saw the love pouring out from him. He took one step to close the gap in between them and hugged the older man, surprising him with the action.
“Then don’t say anything. Let me show you how much I adore you.” Jin sighed. He felt happy as he wrapped his arms around Kazuya’s lithe body and bent down to kiss him, showing him how much he wanted to since he saw him 3 years ago. Finally, at last his dreams were coming true.
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“J-J-Jin…unngh,” Kazuya moaned out as he felt the older one nipping at his neck. Jin’s hands were roaming on his body, making him feel hotter than he’d ever felt before. They were at Jin’s bedroom and Kazuya was on the bed with Jin hovering on top of him. They’ve been making out after the older one’s confession. Kazuya was giddy. He was glad he wasn’t the only one feeling the same way.
“Kazuya…” Jin couldn’t help moaning out the younger one’s name. Jin slowly undid the younger one’s shirt and slid it off the milky shoulder. He then undid his own shirt and threw it behind, not caring where it landed. He nipped and bit on the milky-white skin as the younger one moaned louder. Jin kissed his way up and took the younger one’s lips on his own, sucking it hard before slipping his tongue inside the hot cavern. His tongue roamed and entangled with the younger one’s. Kazuya’s moans were muffled but that made Jin burn hotter.
Jin’s hands slid down the smooth belly and onto the younger one’s jeans, rubbing Kazuya’s hard on, making the younger one jerk hard at the touch. Jin then unbuttoned it and slowly slid the zipper down as he kept on kissing Kazuya, devouring the younger one’s pouty lips. As he took off Kazuya’s pants, he ended the kiss and looked onto the younger one’s lithe body. He couldn’t help but bite his lips from the arousing sight in front of him. Kazuya was so irresistible. He took off his own jeans in a flash and hovered on top of Kazuya who was blushing hard as he kissed him again.
“I’ll be gentle, I promise,” Jin said as he parted from Kazuya’s lips and sucked on his jaw, down to his neck and to the sensitive dainty nubs that had Kazuya arching higher off the bed. He sucked and licked until he had the younger one whimpering. Jin then moved lower until he reached Kazuya’s belly button in which he gave a lick then a suck. Kissing his way down to the engorged manhood of Kazuya, his own was throbbing with need as well. He licked the pre-cum from younger one’s tip and tasted Kazuya’s essence which was addicting. He sucked on the head which had Kazuya gurgling out his moans.
Jin gave Kazuya’s cock one last suck then released it as he shifted up to engage the younger one in a kiss again. The older one groped to the dresser on the left side of the bed to remove a tube of lube and leaned back to sit on his knees while looking at Kazuya who was panting hard with legs splayed open. Jin opened the tube and squeezed it onto his hand as he spread it across his fingers.
“Kazuya, this will hurt a bit. I do need you to relax, alright?” Jin waited until Kazuya nodded and then he rubbed his slick hand onto Kazuya’s entrance and proceeded to slip a finger inside, feeling Kazuya’s muscle clench tightly and whimper out loud. Jin moved up until he was leaning over Kazuya and he kissed the younger one hard to distract him from the pain. As their tongues entwined and Kazuya’s arms went around Jin’s neck he fully inserted his finger, pushed it in and out of the tight hole. Once Kazuya had relaxed considerably, he then added another finger and tried to stretch the younger one as much as he could.
“Are you ready?” Jin asked lightly as he kissed Kazuya’s damp forehead and looked at him straight in the eyes.
“Yes, I want you Jin,” Kazuya whispered as he felt like flying just from Jin’s touches. Kazuya wanted more. He wanted to feel all of Jin, too. He winced however when he felt something sliding inside of him as pain surged from his bottom.
Jin grunted as he slid inside Kazuya’s body, gratifying himself from the tight, snug warmth of Kazuya’s walls. He stilled as soon as he slid up to the hilt and looked at Kazuya who was grimacing in pain as he adjusted to Jin’s thick length.
“Are you ok? Do you want me to pull out?” Jin asked, concerned. He looked on as Kazuya shook his head frantically, holding onto Jin’s biceps to keep him where he was.
“I’m alright. I’m just not used to this,” Kazuya said hoarsely, gripping Jin’s waist with his thighs.
Jin nodded and moved his hips slowly, trying to push in and out of the tight warmth that hugged his length. He heard Kazuya whimper in pain and Jin bent down and kissed Kazuya again to distract him from the pain. He sucked at Kazuya’s tongue, eliciting more moans and pants from the younger one that were muffled by his lips.
“Oh, Jin!” Kazuya jerked suddenly as he felt an electrifying surge going up his spine when Jin gave a particularly deep thrust.
“There?” Jin grinned as he supported himself on his arms. His thrusts were becoming faster and much deeper, making Kazuya cry out in pleasure. A tingling sensation kept on crawling all over his body as he felt the thick slide and pull of Jin’s length.
“Ughh…more Jin, more please,” Kazuya begged. Bright colors were exploding beneath his eyes and he gripped Jin’s biceps hard as the older one kept on pounding harder inside of him, making him tremble continuously.
“Kazuya, hah! Ungghh…” Jin’s arms gave out as he hid his face into the crook of Kazuya’s sweaty neck and licked the smooth skin, tasting the salty essence of Kazuya. Jin pounded harder and deeper. The tightness of Kazuya’s walls made him go crazy as whiteness began to consume him. When Jin couldn’t take it anymore he slid a hand in between their joined bodies and wrapped his hand around Kazuya’s engorged member and started pumping as fast as his thrusts.
Kazuya cried out loud as he felt a damp tightness around his member, making him incoherent from the pleasure he was receiving. A few more deep thrusts from Jin and the bright colors blasted off everywhere and Kazuya trembled and arched as thick white ropes of come spurted out from his aching member, staining their bellies.
Jin groaned loudly at the same time Kazuya came, the younger one’s muscles contracting even more tightly on his length. Jin gave a couple of deep, hard thrusts and surrendered to the blinding whiteness as he filled Kazuya’s walls with his own come.
Kazuya shivered as he felt something warm fill him up, moaning slightly from the sensation as he panted heavily, his body still tingling from the explosive orgasm he just had.
As Jin came back from his high, he pulled out slowly from the younger one and lied beside him gathering the younger one to cuddle with him.
“Thank you,” Jin said as he kissed the sweaty forehead and inhaled Kazuya’s scent.
“No Jin, thank YOU. You gave me something precious, something I’ll never forget,” Kazuya replied as he leaned up a bit and sealed their lips into a kiss.
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Part 2