[fic] What a chance - Reita/Ruki - 2
Title: What a chance
Chapters: 2/?
Author: limaccia_san
Genre: fluff, romance, smut, a bit angst
Warnings: none for this chapter, just spelling mistakes probably. Sorry ^//^
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Band: GazettE, maybe others later
Pairing: Reita/Ruki
Disclaimer: I don’t own them T0T
Synopsis: Who thought hat in that stupid village they hated so much, they’d find by chance their soulmate and the one they’ll be able to realize their dream with??
Summary: “Are you looking for someone Matsumoto??”
“Yeah, can you help me? I can’t find him anywhere”
“Uhm.. let me guess.. is he blonde?”
“Yeah, tall and really dork..”
Comments: AU- high school (for now) fic. My first fic. Is a very simple thing a I hope you’ll like it >//<.
They walked in silence for a bit, in a comfortable silence, then: “Oe Suzuki”
“Huh?”
“Will you tell me how the hell did you get to here??” Takanori asked curiously.
“ ^_^’ ..it’s a long story” Akira replied with a strange smile.
Takanori was a bit disappointed but he didn’t want to pry, after all. So he opened his mouth, to apologize, but he was surprised hearing the other’s voice again.
“When the school started last year I began to go out with a guy. We stayed together for few weeks, and he was extremely boring so I give up on him. He didn’t like it and he made a drama at school telling everyone, to take his revenge, that I’m gay. It really wasn’t a problem, after all: I was rather popular at school, even if I hated it. It caused a lot of gossip, but nothing I couldn’t deal with. My closest friends knew it already and the others accepted me without problems. But there was someone who had a strange reaction to the news. He was the school’s soccer team’s leader, we didn’t know each other very well but I knew some of the team’s guys and my friends and I went to the matches, so we talked sometimes. Well, after the news became public he began to avoid me and every time we met he just walked away. I was surprised by his behavior, confused also, but not really worried. Once I was chatting with my friends and some of the team’s guys and he approached us. He was very angry and began to yell at me that I had to stop distracting his team. I was shocked and I laughed at him asking what the fuck was his problem. He just snorted and walked away with the guys for the training. Then my friends began to tease me, telling that he had a crush on me. I couldn’t believe it, but the following days that jerk began to insult me every time he had the opportunity. I was fucking mad and my friend, Satoshi, kept on teasing me until I get crazy and we decided to get back at that homophobic bastard and made him apologise. So few days later I went in the changing room when no one was around. But when I entered in there I was greeted by the most absurd view ever: he was in the shower jerking himself off, calling my name. Kami I was so embarrassed. I wasn’t sure about talking to him anymore, but I had to do something. So I had this great idea to strip myself and join him in the shower. I don’t even know what the fuck was I thinking back then, but in that moment it seemed a good idea. He was fucking scared at the beginning, but then.. well.. he relaxed a lot and take confidence, and we began to make out.
But then something went wrong, it happened all very quickly.. the coach come in the changing room and he saw us… he yelled something and then make us get dressed and he took us to the principal office. I was scolded for the “obscene behavior”. They made me promised to not tell anyone what happened because they didn’t want to let know that their best soccer player was homosexual and in return they didn’t suspend me The worst thing they did was calling my mother. That was the beginning of the end. She got unbelievably mad. When I came back from school that day we had a serious fight, we yelled at each other and after that episode we didn’t talk anymore, not that I cared, I hate that woman. But then, a week later, she came into my room and she simply said “We’ll move next week”. My world crushed, I had so many projects and she couldn’t destroy everything like that. I tried to make her change her mind, I also told her that it was useless to move, because I wanted to began to live on my own as soon as possible, but she was inflexible. She just snorted at me and replied “I’m sick of your behavior Akira. You don’t do anything else than create troubles. I’m really stressed and I need a quieter place to live. We are moving” I’ve always hated her but it was nothing compared to the feeling I had in that moment. It was a really quick week. I had to fix a lot of things and say goodbye to my friends.”
“It had to be sad” Takanori commented after listening to the other’s story attentively.
“A bit, but my idea of living on my own still stand and it’s the only thing that prevent me from going utterly crazy when I’m in the same room with that woman.” He said bitterly. There was silence for few seconds, then he added.. “Waaaa I really talked a lot.. tell me about you now, have you always lived here??”
Takanori laughed, trying to lighten the mood, and then replied “Hey it was interesting!! No, I moved here a year ago. My family and I lived not too far away from here, but my father was in the mood for a change and he brig us in this wonderful place -____- “
“What a great idea” said Akira sarcastically
“-______- It was just a great waste of time. Not to mention the bloody mess at school” sighed Takanori.
“What did you do, bad boy?”. Akira grinned, messing the other’s hair up.
Takanori swatted his hand away, pouting.
“Hey, they provoked me u_u ”
“I see.. come on, I’m listening” Akira said, impatient. Hey he was curious.
“Well the first day I went to school they had this great idea to make me understand who commanded there. I tried to said to them that I didn’t give a fuck about their stupid rules, I just wanted to go to my classes and be left alone. But they didn’t shut up and they made fun of my hair and make up. I could bare it, I can understand if someone doesn’t like my style, even if there is no need to insult, but I let it go! I was sick of hearing that shit and I turned to leave, but then they dared to call me “chibi faggot”.. CHIBI, can you believe it?? Kamisama I was so mad, I punched them hard in their stupid faces”
“Did you beat the crap out of them just because they called you chibi???” Akira asked incredulously.
“Hey, I hate it when someone call me that” the other said angrily. “I had to make them understand that just because I’m a bit smaller than them I deserve respect as well u_u”
“You really are creepy sometimes, you know”
“Well they leave me alone after that day”
“Yeah the other day too -___- “
“Well they just took their revenge” Takanori said shrugging. “and it doesn’t hurt anymore anyway” He smiled.
They continued to walk towards Takanori’s house in silence. Akira was thinking about what he just heard. This chibi guy was incredible. He had to deal with those bastards all alone for a year, and he did it without complaining or getting depressed, or upset. He had to have a great fortitude. He was amazed also because of what he saw before at the lake: he gave to him the impression to be a really sweet and funny guy also. He definitely had to become closer to him.
“Hey do you like music??” he heard himself asking.
“If I like music? You are talking with a rock star, dude”
“Yeah, maybe a modest one?? -___- “
“I’m not arrogant, I’m just ambitious u_u” they laughed “No, seriously I love music, I play the drums and strum the guitar and.. I sing” Takanori said blushing a bit.
“Are you serious?? I play the bass ..well, actually I started with the guitar, but it was damn difficult so I tried the bass and it worked XD “
“Bass and drums.. what a cool couple” they high fived laughing.
“Yeah we’d play together sometimes”
“Yeah *O* ..let’s do it” Takanori replied excitedly.
“Takashima and I were working on a band, before my mother dragged me here”
“Seriously?? Do you need a drummer??” Takanori asked, practically bouncing on his feet.
Akira laughed at his friend’s enthusiasm “Yeah, actually we need a drummer and a vocalist. Before I left Tokyo Takashima was trying to convince a fried of his to join in as a second guitarist, I wonder if he did it” he said thoughtful.
“Suzuki that’s so cool.. let me join your band” Takanori said with a puppy look. Akira laughed and replied grinning “We’ll see what you can do rock star.. oh, and I want to hear you sing too”.
Takanori laughed a bit embarrassed, then he noticed that they arrived at his house.
“Hey we are here.. do you want to come in?”
“I’d like it, but maybe it’s better to come back home, now. Thank you”
“Ok, see you at school tomorrow, then?”
“Sure, we can have lunch together”
“Great..” Takanori gave him a thumb up “ see ya Suzuki”
“Night Matsumoto”
Akira waved and turned around, walking away in his house direction. Takanori stayed there for a bit, watching his back going away. He opened his house’s door, he came in and took off his shoes and jacket, saying a quiet “Tadaima”. He heard his mother’s voice greeting him back and he went upstairs, in his room. He couldn’t stop thinking about his encounter with Akira. He felt happy, because he finally found a person who seems to accept him and was nice to him… nice.. Akira also was very nice. . And then there was the band thing. He was really excited about the idea of playing with Akira, maybe they could create something together. he said to himself. He went to bed, still thinking about the other.
The next morning he woke up early, cought by the suddenly desire to go to school . He wore his uniform, combed his hair and put some make up on. He went downstairs, in the kitchen, to find something to eat for breakfast, then he left his house and walked towards the school with his ipod on. He entered the hall, changed his shoes and went towards the classrooms, looking around to get a glimpse of his friend’s blonde head. He walked through the hallway for a bit and then reached the other’s classroom, poking his head inside, but Akira wasn’t there neither. Sighing he was thinking about waiting for him there, when he felt an arm around his shoulder and then an amused voice saying:
“Are you looking for someone Matsumoto??”
Takanori chuckled, relieved to found his friend “Yeah, can you help me? I can’t find him anywhere” he replied.
The other moved his arms from the other’s shoulder, putting on a thoughtful expression “Uhm.. let me guess.. is he blonde?”.
“Yeah, tall and really dork..” Takanori laughed, then added “he promised me that we’d have lunch together”
“Uhm.. it seems like a date” Akira said smirking, locking his gaze with the other.
Takanori blushed madly, but didn’t lower his eyes, instead he smiled, and after a moment he replied “Well if you see him, can you tell him that I’ll wait for him in the hall?? I’d love to talk to him again”
“Sure, I’ll tell him, but I want to know something first” Akira said, smirking again, Takanori nodded and he continued “Is he hot?”
Takanori’s eyes went wide for a moment, then he grinned: “Well. Let’s just say that when he blushes he’s the cutest thing ever.. he makes you want to squeeze him to death” he replied with a dreamy expression.
Akira gasped at the answer and looked around them checking if there was anyone around, the he pointed a finger at Takanori “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.. now be a good boy and go to your classroom”
“Yes sir :D “ Takanori turned around laughing and walked until he reached the hallway’s corner, then he turned his head toward Akira and said smiling widely “By the way, you are blushing again Suzuki” and then he run away. Akira gasped again and raised an hand to his cheek, immediately feeling the warmth creeping from his skin and he couldn’t help a smile.
he thought shaking his head, still smiling.
When the lunch break arrived, Akira went in the hall, like the other said and waited for him. Few minutes later he saw Takanori walking towards him. He waved at him and Takanori smiled, speeding up to reach him.
“Wow, I guess the blondie of this morning told you to come.. I was worried, he didn’t seem very cunning” Takanori said thoughtfully.
Akira watched him with an amused expression and replied: “Oh he told me that a little chibi was bubbling something about me and a date”
Takanori gasped, then pouted. Akira laughed at him and said, pulling him by his wrist: “Let’s go tiger, I’m starving”.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Akira and Takanori were damn happy. They spent the majority of their time with each other, during the breaks at school and in the afternoon. They’d wait for each other at the school gates before their classes began and after the classes’ ending. They get to know each other better and better, finding all the things they had in common. Both of them began to crave for the other’s company, finding in them not only a person to spend time with, but also a trusted friend. Their connection became deeper and deeper.
After the school’s ending they’d come back at Takanori’s home (Akira explained to him that he preferred not to stay in his own house, because of his mother. Takanori didn’t care since his house was empty all of the time, plus he wasn’t sure he wanted to know Akira’s mother, she seems a creepy person) and study, hang out or most of the time play together.
After the first time they played together they were impressed by each other. The band thing was said almost as a joke the first time they met, but now Akira wanted to talk to Takashima desperately and tell him that he found their drummer. They also began to compose some melodies together, sharing ideas, working on them together.
An afternoon, just like the others, Akira was playing his bass in front of the other. It was their song that was taking form. Well, actually it was just the base, but they were doing something in concrete and they were so proud of themselves. Akira was playing again their notes and Takanori was listening to him attentively, sitting on his bed. He looked at Akira closely. He loved to look at him while he was playing: he had a concentrated frown on his face, his eyes closed and the blond bangs covering his face swung softly with the movements of his head. He smiled at himself at the image before him and closed his eyes as well, sighing. He continued to listen to the melody. The music brought so many images and feelings in his head. Suddenly he opened his eyes, struck with an idea. He jumped off his bed, scaring Akira to death, who watched the other like if he was crazy, but Takanori, rummaging in a drawer, ordered to him to didn’t stop playing. He took a notebook and a pen, then came back on his bed. He closed his eyes again and after a moment he began to wrote. It was a great feeling.. all those idea were taking form on the paper. After some attempts and adjustment, it was done.
“Akira!!” he said to the other who began to feel cramps.
“Matsumoto if you don’t have to tell me that I can stop playing then you can go to fuck off”
“You can stop” Takanori laughed.
“Thanks Kami” he said putting his bass down and stretching his fingers.
“Suzuki I think that I have lyric” said Takanori excitatedly.
Akira’s eyes went wide “That’s not possible, you can’t be that great”
Takanori chuckled and handed the notebook to Akira who started to read.
“Taka.. they are so powerful” he said admired.
“Do you like them??” he said, happy.
“Definitely.. Taka I can mail this and our draft to Takashima.. he can begin to write the guitar part”
“Akira that’s a great idea”
“Oh wait.. we can do something better.. we can record everything.. the quality won’t be great, but he can get an idea” their eyes were shining and they get up from the bed and started bouncing around.
“I can believe we did something like this”
“I’m so proud of us.. we are a great team” said Takanori looking in his eyes.
“You can say that, Matsumoto” replied Akira smiling ruffling his hair. Takanori laughed and strangely welcomed the gesture: he liked the warmth of Akira’s hand on his head. He smiled cutely at him. They locked their gaze and it seems that the time stopped for a moment. Then every thoughts stopped and they both feel the need to say something, but the words didn’t come out.
The sound of the door opening in the hall brought them on the earth again. They turned their head quickly, both a bit embarrassed. thought Akira.. he opened his mouth, decided to broke that damn silence:
“Taka I think I need to go now”
“Oh, ok” said Takanori a bit disappointed “What about the song?”
“We’ll talk about it tomorrow at school, ok?” Akira thought of himself, picking his stuff up.
Takanori noticed the strange behavior of his friends, but didn’t say a thing. Instead he replied with a quiet: “Sure!”.
They greeted each other and Akira left.
Takanori felt unbelievably sad. All of a sudden all the happiness brought by the creation of the song was gone, replaced with a sense of loneliness.
Akira kept thinking about his behavior and the look Takanori gave him before he left. He really felt like a worm.
He realized he reaches his destination when he find himself in front of his apartment building. He opened the main door and went up the stairs. He opened the apartment’s door and went inside. He took off his shoes and turned to go in his room, but his mother’s voice made him stop:
“Where were you?” she asked.
“Takanori’s place”
“You should begin to pay him the rent.. you are always there”
“No need, don’t worry, you know that I’ll leave soon.. just wait until the summer comes”
He walked towards his room, the sentence he just said still in his ears. Could it be??
Was it the cause he couldn’t say everything to Takanori? His plan to go back to Tokyo??
Note: How was it??