Enticement Chapter 6
Title: Enticement
Author: Masuhisa
Pairing: Matsumiya
Summary: Nino is a private investigator who flirts with disloyal husbands giving spouses ground for divorce
Disclaimer: Oh seriously, the sun rising from the west has a better chance of happening than this.
Chapter 6:
“Where do you think you’re going?” asked a cold voice the moment Nino stepped into the lobby.
Nino turned around and saw…Jun…, of course it was Jun, for some unknown reason, it was always Jun who appears in front of him during the most awkward of timings.
“How’s that your business?” asked Nino in a fake sweet voice, “The last time I checked, you aren’t my boss,”
Nino smirked when he saw Jun run a hand through his hair, obviously having nothing to reply to that. But the smirk was quickly wiped off when Jun replied, “Well, I AM part of the band which hired you, so, technically, I AM your boss,”
Nino’s face fell at Jun’s logic, and it sucked not having anything to counter his statement.
“Now isn’t the time for you to go around wondering on your own,” continued Jun, grabbing Nino by the arm and leading him to the hotel’s restaurant, “not with someone out there wanting to kill you,”
Once they entered the restaurant, the first thing that Jun did was to pour himself a coffee with one hand and holding a swearing Nino with the other. When he was done, he headed straight for AMOS’ private dining room with Nino still in tow.
“How many times must I say ‘let go of me’ before you’d actually comply,” yelped Nino as Jun pulled him along in a quick pace which Nino had difficulty catching up with.
“Keep trying,”
Nino was officially fed up. Jamming his foot into the ground, Nino stood his ground, not wanting to get bossed around. But unfortunately for him, braking suddenly caused Jun to loss his footing, and he fell backwards.
Sadly, Jun had a cup of steaming hot coffee in his hand.
Nino led out a horribly loud yelp as the hot liquid spilled all over his jeans, scalding his thighs.
“Nino!” cried Jun, straightening himself while grabbing tissues from a nearby tissue box and helping Nino sponge the spilt coffee. But with Nino hopping around chanting ‘ouch’, Jun couldn’t do much to help ease Nino’s pain.
“Oh, Nino! Just take off your pants!” snapped Jun in frustration.
The next thing he did was curse his bad luck. It was unlucky enough for Aiba to pop into the room the night before when they were in an awfully embarrassing position, but this couldn’t even compare to that.
Staring straight at the both of them with their mouths hanging open widely were Aiba and Sho.
“Just take off your pants?” repeated Aiba, eyes gleaming, while Sho looked like he was going to faint.
“…wait…” stuttered Jun, realizing that his band mates had the wrong impression.
“Jun, even if the restaurant’s empty except for us,” started Sho, “could you two at least get a room or something?”
Blushing till his face couldn’t get any redder, Nino did the only thing he could think of - fleeing to his room, leaving Jun to clear up the mess.
“But… I stained Nino’s pants!” cried Jun, saying the first excuse that came to mind, but obviously not helping his case.
“You WHAT Nino’s pants?” asked Aiba smiling oh so innocently.
Sighing in defeat, Jun turned swiftly on his heels and marched out of the restaurant, purposely ignoring the devilish look on Aiba’s face and Sho face-palming.
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Aiba spotted his target down the corridor and his grin got wider. Sho had told him to mind his own business…but being Aiba…
“Nino-chan~” Aiba sing-songed, skipping up to a slouching Nino.
Nino froze in shock, partially because he wasn’t expecting anyone to call him, and also because it was Aiba… the person who had witnessed that and that.
“Aiba…about this morning,” began Nino, wanting to clear things up.
“Oh, don’t worry about that,” said Aiba, giving him a sly wink, “I promise not to tell anyone!”
If possible, Nino would have died on the spot from pure embarrassment, disintegrate into dust and be blown away…
“I have a favor to ask of you…” said Aiba slowly, scratching his head in what was supposed to be an act of embarrassment, “I ordered this milk shake, but I’m late for rehearsal, and have no time to drink it…”
Nino stared at the cup in Aiba’s hand. It looked pretty normal, and it came in the cup with the restaurant’s logo, which technically means it was from a reliable source, and not some crazy invention of Aiba’s which Ohno had told him about. Besides, it would be a terrible waste if Aiba threw it away…
“Please, Nino,” begged Aiba, shoving the cup in his face and giving Nino the best puppy-dog look he could muster.
Nino sighed in defeat. Taking the cup, he pried opened the cap and gulped the whole bottle of it in one go. It tasted normal, in fact it was the banana milk shake he had the day before.
But then, Nino really wished he had trusted his instincts to NOT TRUST Aiba, especially when it comes to him offering you free food.
The last thing he remembered before everything blacking out was the creepy smirk on Aiba’s face.
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Jun let out an awfully loud yawn as he dug around in his pocket for his room key. It was another successful concert and the audience kept calling for encores. Finally finding his key and opening the door, Jun stretched his aching muscles. He would have to admit that their last concert was the best one ever. It was the first time they played Nino’s ‘Crazy Moon’, and the fans went wild.
Jun went over to his bag and gathered some clothes, wanting to take a nice decent shower before calling it a day. With his clothes in hand, Jun entered the bathroom and began undressing himself.
Suddenly, Jun remembered something very strange. As he pulled his shirt over his head, Jun could not help wonder why Aiba had insisted that Jun go back to the hotel so quickly when they would usually go out for drinks to celebrate a successful concert. Slipping off his pants, he recalled Aiba saying he felt tired. Since when was Aiba ever tired?
Pulling off his boxers, Jun felt that something very, very strange was going on. It was as if Aiba wanted him in his room as quickly as possible. But, Jun decided to cast those thoughts aside, taking a shower was what Jun wanted and cared about right now.
Walking over to the bathtub, Jun drew the shower curtains and let out a deafening scream that could be heard by everyone else in the hotel.
“Curse you Aiba!” was all Jun could think off as he stared at the bathtub. Lying in a bathtub of water, unconscious, most probably sleeping, and not to mention fully undressed, was Nino.
Things he could do to Aiba started pouring into his head at the speed of light, but his face turned red hot even faster as he realized the position he was in. Great! Now what was he supposed to do. He can’t take a shower, and he knew better than to fall into Aiba’s trap.
But it looks like Aiba had a plan B. The water level in the bathtub was filled until it was just below Nino’s nose. But that isn’t the worst. Nino was slowly slipping deeper and deeper into the bathtub of water, soon enough his nose will be completely underwater and who knows what might happen?
Not wanting a dead body in his hotel room, Jun immediately swooped down and tried to pull Nino out of the water (while ignoring the fact that they were both not clothed). But we all know how slippery things can be when wet and Jun swore someone oiled the floor.
The next thing Jun knew, there was a huge splash and the next thing he knew, he was lying right on top of Nino. In the bathtub. Both fully unclothed. Nino’s face millimeters in front of him. Him pressed so closely to Nino in a bathtub full of cold water.
Cold water? Jun was slapped to his senses when he realized how cold the water was. And who knew how long Nino had been in there? As quickly as he could, Jun got out of the water and stepped onto a slip-proof bathmat. Then, he carried Nino out of the tub bridal style, panicking as he realized how cold Nino was. And still ignoring the fact that they were both nude, Jun grabbed the closest thing within reach, which was a bathrobe, to cover Nino’s freezing body before helping himself to the other bathrobe.
He had to get Nino warmed up incase he died of hypothermia, and it’s not like he wanted a dead body on his hands too. Still carrying Nino, Jun made his way over to the large king size hotel bed and laid Nino under the blankets.
With that settled, Jun ran a hand through his hair and cursed his bad luck which came in the form of Aiba. He missed his shower, it was past mid-night, he had no bed to sleep on, he had a Nino to look after…
And all he wanted was to get some decent sleep!
Looking at the sleeping figure, Jun could not help but feel a bizarre sensation. Nino looked so frail and fragile under all those sheets, and lying on such a big bed made him look so small. It was almost as if the Nino in front of him was an angel, a 180 degrees turn from the slutty Nino he had met at Bar PIKA☆NICHI two year back.
Jun turned away to face anywhere but the bed. Why was he thinking about such things? He needed to sleep. He desperately needed to sleep. But the room didn’t have a sofa for him to sleep on…unless…
Jun turned back. The bed was big enough for the both of them since Nino didn’t even take up half the bed. Besides, he knows he’ll wake up before Nino does, and then he can slip out unnoticed and nobody would have a clue that the slept together.
Jun face-palmed. He really needed to choose his words more carefully. Walking to the other side of the bed, Jun slipped himself under the sheets.
For some unknown reason, his bed felt warmer.
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AN: A little side-tracked from the main story...More Matsumiya in this chapt :) For those of you who read my 'The tale of Yamada Taro 2', i would have to apologise cos i wont be continuing that fic until i can think of a proper storyline that doesnt follow HanaDan (comments are welcomed), hoped you enjoyed this chapter, cos the next chapt is going to be nuts!! (Anybody out there wants Ohmiya/Sakuraiba in this?)