Distance (Chapter 3)
Title: Distance
Author: Moko
Pairing: Ohmiya, Yama, Aimiya
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, drama, romance...
Disclaimer: The story comes from my brain...?
Beta-ed by bluemonstar ! Love you dear ♥!
Summary: When Ohno has to get married, his long relationship with Nino comes to an end against his wish. But 3 years later, Nino suddenly reappears in his life.
Notes: Ohno's POV
Merry Christmas everyone (How that I'm late? Ah, yeah...) ^^
Some Ohmiya love as a Christmas present! XD
Chapterlist
Chapter 3:
Leaves are falling. Slowly. The weather is becoming colder and colder with each day. And I feel myself becoming colder as well.
I walk calmly, in a little park, surrounded by trees… And I don’t hear my own breathing. So I keep walking. I have a warm scarf wrapped around my neck, but I’m still freezing. I like it. I like walking alone. It feels relaxing. And I spend time thinking about what my life is like.
And the answer is quite obvious… My life is boring. I spend my days doing nothing, waiting for Sho to come home. Sometimes, I go out for a walk, like now. Or I would go to Jun’s apartment, when he has a day off… And we would talk. But I don’t go often. And when I do go, I would call Jun beforehand to make sure that Nino isn’t with him. When Sho comes back home, we talk a lot. I tell him what I did during the day, and he tells me about his work… And how he feels. Sho tells me everything about himself. And he knows perfectly that I’m reluctant to do the same. He respects that. But sometimes he asks, about what I think, about how I feel. And I answer, but I’m scared.
Then, when Sho’s tired, he goes to bed. When he’s not, we have sex. Sho doesn’t touch my body like Nino used to. Sho doesn’t make love to me like Nino used to. Sho’s gentle, and sweet. And he cares… I am not saying that Nino doesn’t care, of course. But Nino just… Does what he feels like doing. When he’s horny, nothing stops him. And somehow… I like it. But Sho is always careful about how I feel, waits for me to react to each single touch. And I like that too.
I sit down on a bench, looking at all the fallen dead leaves at my feet. Maybe I should go home after all… In front of me, a little girl is playing with her doll on the bench while her mother is talking with someone on the phone. I watch silently. Then, the little girl pat her Mom’s arm, but her mother only brush her child’s hair in return, without even looking at her. She seems upset.
« Sakurai-san ? »
It takes some time for me to understand that someone is calling me… Being called ‘Sakurai-san’ is still so damn weird… Even after three years. I turn my head toward the person who called me.
It’s that guy… Umm… Masaki ?
I get up. Then bow as a greeting.
« Hi ! » he answers cheerfully. I can’t help but smile.
« Are you alone ? »
I nod. I thought he would understand and leave, but he just steps closer to me.
« That’s so sad… » he says, pouting. « Ano… Sakurai-san… »
« Satoshi » I interrupt suddenly.
« Eh ? »
I smile softly. « You can call me Satoshi. »
His face lightens. This guy seems gentle… And cheerful. And idiotic too… The type Nino would easily get angry against. Poor him…
« Ah, Satoshi-san ? Then you can call me Masaki ! »
It’s weird to be called by my first name by someone I just met once, but I prefer that to ‘Sakurai-san’. ‘Ohno-san’ would have been better, but I’m not a part of the Ohno family anymore. And it’s the same for him. But calling him ‘Ninomiya-san’ is just impossible for me.
« Ano… » Masaki says. « I just… I wanted to say something to you… About Kazu-chan’s father » he says, a bit more serious.
« Kazu-chan ? »
I raise an eyebrow. We’re standing near the bench where I was sitting just a minute earlier. Masaki’s coat seems warm. Mine is not, and I shiver from time to time because of the wind.
« Ah, sorry… I meant Kazunari. »
« Oh… »
« He’s… He doesn’t support his father’s doings. About your husband, I mean. Don’t judge him just with that » he says with an embarrassed tone.
Then, he nervously rubs the back of his head. Nino’s lucky to have someone like Masaki.
« Sho and I are aware of this, don’t worry. »
I try to make a reassuring face. Somehow… I’m jealous. I have no reasons to be though. He sighs and opens his mouth to say something…
« Ninomiya-san » I add hurriedly before he can say anything. « Is he a good husband ? »
Masaki smiles and he walks toward the bench and sit down on it. I sit down near him.
« Yeah… Yes, he is. Even if I don’t understand why he gets angry against me, sometimes… And I kind of feel left behind when he plays his games. Otherwise, he’s a good husband. »
As expected…
« Ano… Satoshi-san ? »
I look up at him. He’s staring at me with a smile. Somehow, his face is made to wear a smile.
« Can we be friends ? »
« Friends ? » I repeat, surprised. Since when did people ask about this kind of thing ? It’s not that I don’t want to be friends with him. « Huh… Of course. »
At least, I’ll have a friend who is in the same condition as me. One that can understand a bit more on how I feel.
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When I come back home, the night is already here… And Sho’s not home. I silently walk around the house to be sure that he hadn’t collapse somewhere. But he’s definitely not here.
I sit down in front of the low table, where I left my calligraphy paintbrushes. I slowly take a piece of paper. But when I’m about to write… I don’t know what I should write. I stare at the brush, then the paper for a minute… But nothing came. An hour past, and I stayed there, paralyzed.
By the time I come back to my senses, it’s 9 pm. I actually fell asleep, my head on the table. There’s a black line on the paper… Crap…
And Sho’s still not home.
I drop the paintbrush on the table and switch on the TV. There, on the screen, there’s Nino’s father, again. And this time, it seems like he’s talking about Sho.
« Of course, I think that Sakurai-san is way too young to have a proper political judgement. His ideal is against the values of our society and the foundations of our nation… »
Okay… Now I understand why Sho isn’t home yet. I turn off the TV and settle down on the couch to stretch out on it. What is that damn old man looking for by saying those kind of things, I wonder… Because he felt like ruining someone’s carrier so he chose Sho ? Well, let me say he chose the wrong guy. Because Sho’s smart, and he’ll find a way to avoid falling in that trap.
I sigh. The room is dark and cold and I bury my face in a pillow. If only Sho could be home… Shivering like an idiot without blanket, I steadily fall asleep again. When I feel that I’m really far away from this world, but not totally asleep, my phone rings.
I open my eyes suddenly, then sleepily take my phone from inside my jean’s pocket and answer.
« Moshi mo~~ » I mutter, my eyes closing by themselves.
« Oh-chan ? Oh-chan ! You’re alright ?! » a voice answers at the other end of the line.
It feels good to be called ‘Oh-chan’.
« Hmm… »
« You were sleeping, weren’t you ? »
« Hmm… »
« Sorry. But I had to call you » Jun’s voice is a bit embarrassed, but happy too.
« Ah ? »
« Can you come to my apartment tomorrow night ? We’ll make a little party between… Old friends… » Jun says. His voice is smiling. « Can Sho let you come ? »
« I’ll ask him… But I think he will. Nino isn’t going, right ? »
Silence.
No way ! I sit up.
« Jun, your not… ! I’m not going ! »
« Oh-chan, what the fuck are you fearing about ? Are you scared of him or something ? » Jun asks. He’s not angry, though.
« I… »
« Or you fear seeing him again ? You think you’ll fall for him again or what ? »
« Okay ! Okay… I’ll come… »
Jun sighs. He must be exasperated with me and my stubbornness. « Good. You’d better bring some alcohol with you ! »
« Sho won’t want…. He says I’m impossible when I’m drunk… »
« And he’s right… See you tomorrow then… »
I hang up the phone. Why did I accept the invitation? I’m such an idiot !
I stay seated on the couch for a moment, just thinking about how stupid I am. I’m not scared of seeing him. I don’t fear… Falling for him again. That would be the biggest mistake in my all life. I just… I just don’t want to take that risk.
« I'm home » Sho’s tired voice suddenly says.
I slowly get up to walk to the entrance where my husband is sleepily taking off his shoes.
« You’re still up ? » he asks.
But the answer is quite obvious. So I didn’t reply but just take his bag from his hand and put it on the floor.
« Is it Ninomiya again ? I saw it on TV… » I ask.
« Yeah… That bastard gives me lots of work these days… »
He sighs. He really needs to rest. I follow him ‘til the bedroom and watch him take off his suit and shirt, exposing his perfect body.
« Sho… Ano… » I stammer when he’s putting his pyjamas.
« Hm ? What ? » he looks up.
« Can I… Go to see Jun tomorrow night ? » I ask with an hesitant voice. I wish he could say no… Please Sho ! I beg of you ! Say no…
He just smiles. « Of course you can. Just don’t drink too much… »
I chuckle. He knows me quite well after all.
~~~~~~~~~~~
When I arrive in front of this door I know so well, I stop. I stare at it as if daydreaming for a moment. I don’t know. Should I go back or not ? I don’t know. I have a bad feeling about what will happen tonight.
Then, I lean forward to hear what’s happening at the other side of it. I hear a loud and somehow shrill laugh. It seems to be Masaki’s… So Masaki came too ? I suddenly feel relief washing through my body. If Masaki’s here, then I don’t have to fear anything.
I knock.
I don’t have to wait for too long before someone opens the door. Jun’s face appear in my sight. He smiles when he sees me.
« Hey ! We were waiting for you ! » he says, a bit reproachfully. « Masaki-kun is already drunk… »
« Sorry… »
That’s why I heard that strange laugh…
I enter awkwardly, then take my coat and shoes off. Jun didn’t wait for me before going back to the living room. And when I walk in there, he’s already taking a sip of his beer while watching Masaki teasing Nino, amused.
« Eh, Sato-chan ! » Masaki suddenly exclaims cheerfully.
Wait… ‘Sato-chan ?’
« Sato-chan’s here ! Kazu, Sato-chan’s here ! »
He takes Nino’s arm and shakes it like a child. Nino turns his eyes and pats the top of Masaki’s head with a little smile. Then, he looks up at me. And I look away.
I walk closer to the table then sit down on the floor in front of it. Jun set a glass in front of me, already filled with alcohol… I don’t want to know what alcohol it is, but anyway, I drink it quickly. Masaki is cutely nuzzling Nino’s hair, repeating « Sato-chan is my friend », his eyes half closed. Yeah… He’s in quite a serious state.
« So, Oh-chan, how have you been ? » Jun asks, suddenly looking away from the Ninomiya couple.
« Great » I answer with a little smile. « Well, nothing much changed since last time… And you ? How’s the shooting going ? »
« Good ! It’s going to be an awesome movie, I tell you ! You’ll go to see it, right ? »
« Of course… »
Jun is an old friend. Nino, Jun and I were in high school together, and since we left, we’ve always been friends. He knows about Nino and me. He knows everything, it’s quite scary sometimes. In the middle of a conversation, he’s capable of saying things like : « Remember that time when the both of you had sex in the toilet, in that restaurant, you know ? »
No… I don’t remember at all, but never mind. And now, Jun’s a quite famous actor. Lots of people say he’s really talented and all. I agree with them… I’ve always thought he was.
Nino’s staring strangely at us.
« I’m here, you know » he says then, with a pissed tone.
I raise my eyebrows, surprised. Jun looks up too, then takes the bottle and fills my glass up again.
« Well, I saw you » I retort.
« It doesn’t seem so… »
I don’t answer. Hey, you, my heart ! Stop it ! Right now ! Shit…
I drink my glass entirely. It burns my throat, but never mind. Then, I stare at Nino’s face. His lips… They’re still so beautiful…
I shake my head, then grab the bottle of sake, this time. No more beer… Jun silently watch me drink slowly, then coughs.
« Oh-chan, maybe you should… »
« No. I’m angry… » I say, loudly setting my glass on the table.
Nino’s staring at me, his own glass in his hand, Masaki stuck to him. It would be better if he could say something ! I stretch out my arm to take the bottle, but Jun grabs it before I can reach it.
« I thought Sho wouldn’t want you to drink much » he says, hesitating.
« … don’t care. Give me that damn bottle… »
« What are you trying to hide by drinking, Satoshi ? » Nino’s voice is kind of far and yet so close…
I feel an awful nausea growing in my chest. « That’s none of your business… » I reply.
He smirks. « Really ? »
I finally succeed in taking the bottle from Jun’s hands and don’t bother filling my glass again. I just drink.
An hour later, this nausea I feel is getting really strong… But there wasn’t enough sake left for me to be drunk. So I’m just laughing a bit too much at whatever Jun and Masaki are saying.
After a long moment of jokes that are not funny at all, but still seems funny after 3 or 4 glasses of alcohol, Masaki starts crying.
« Eh ? What’s the problem ? » Nino and Jun asks. Masaki’s tears are running down his cheeks, but he’s still smiling.
« I’m glad I married Kazu-chan » he stammers, trying to wipe his eyes. I raise an eyebrow. « I’m so glad ! »
Well, there are people like that, sometimes… Then, he put his hand on his mouth. He’s really pale.
« Oh no no no, not here » Jun warns.
He gets up quickly and grab Masaki’s arm to make him get up too, then leads him toward the bathroom. I listen carefully ‘til I hear sounds of someone throwing up. Great…
And now, there’s only Nino and me left in that room.
« Masaki-kun seems to get drunk rather quickly » I state calmly, trying to fight down the nausea that wouldn’t leave me alone.
« Hmmm… He always ends up crying. »
I chuckle slightly, then try to position myself better, since being sit on the floor is quite uncomfortable, but the dizziness is worst.
« Satoshi… » Nino suddenly says. « I’m glad you came. »
« I didn’t come for you, though » I retort, but the tone of my voice turns out to be not how I wanted it to be.
« I know, but I’m still glad… »
Is he serious or he’s saying that because of the alcohol ? He gets up abruptly and come closer to me, then sit down again. We’re now close… Too close !
« You know, during these three years… I missed you » he mutters.
« I missed you too » I whisper, the words escaping my mouth before I can hold them back.
Nino nods. There’s two parts of myself fighting inside of me right now. The reasonable part, and the ‘I do what I want’ part, which is slowly taking advantage thanks to all those glasses of alcohol.
« Ano… Nino… I… » I turn my head to look at him, but I find his face inches away from mine. What the…
« Toshi… » he seems quite serious. « Let me do this… »
« Do wha… »
But he doesn’t let me finish. In a second, his lips are on mine .
For a moment, I just stay paralyzed like an idiot, the time to understand fully what’s happening to me. Then, I try to back away before being unable to control myself anymore but… His lips are still here.
I close my eyes. It actually feels really good. That’s maybe why I open my mouth when I feel his tongue against my lips. I can’t fight against this.
The kiss turns out exactly like how I didn’t want it to be. It means deep, passionate… Needy. But it still feels good. So damn good…
I feel his fingertips on my cheeks. I push my body against his a bit more, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he smiles in the kiss. He curls his arms around my waist to press me against him. Then, one of my hand get lost in his hair. I shouldn’t do that…
But Nino doesn’t seem ready to let me go. He’s holding me strongly, it’s not uncomfortable at all. My hands end up on both of his cheeks, our tongue still tangled with each other.
Then, I suddenly feel his cold fingers running down my back under my shirt, sending shivers through my entire body. And it makes me fall back on the Earth.
I suddenly push him away, a bit too violently. He looks at me without understanding, but I don’t support his gaze, glancing around me, embarrassed. I see him getting closer to me, so I get up and dash out of the room.
Jun is outside. He was spying on us, I’m sure. But I don’t say anything to him and leave the apartment as fast as I can.
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A/N: Aiba-chan crying whzen being drunk is too awesome! I couldn't help it XD
So, Ohmiya finally! They're back! ♥♥♥ =D
Next chapter is NC-17, but I feel like some of you are going to hate me for this T_T So I'm sorry u_u
Thanks for all your comments! ♥
Author: Moko
Pairing: Ohmiya, Yama, Aimiya
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, drama, romance...
Disclaimer: The story comes from my brain...?
Beta-ed by bluemonstar ! Love you dear ♥!
Summary: When Ohno has to get married, his long relationship with Nino comes to an end against his wish. But 3 years later, Nino suddenly reappears in his life.
Notes: Ohno's POV
Merry Christmas everyone (How that I'm late? Ah, yeah...) ^^
Some Ohmiya love as a Christmas present! XD
Chapterlist
Chapter 3:
Leaves are falling. Slowly. The weather is becoming colder and colder with each day. And I feel myself becoming colder as well.
I walk calmly, in a little park, surrounded by trees… And I don’t hear my own breathing. So I keep walking. I have a warm scarf wrapped around my neck, but I’m still freezing. I like it. I like walking alone. It feels relaxing. And I spend time thinking about what my life is like.
And the answer is quite obvious… My life is boring. I spend my days doing nothing, waiting for Sho to come home. Sometimes, I go out for a walk, like now. Or I would go to Jun’s apartment, when he has a day off… And we would talk. But I don’t go often. And when I do go, I would call Jun beforehand to make sure that Nino isn’t with him. When Sho comes back home, we talk a lot. I tell him what I did during the day, and he tells me about his work… And how he feels. Sho tells me everything about himself. And he knows perfectly that I’m reluctant to do the same. He respects that. But sometimes he asks, about what I think, about how I feel. And I answer, but I’m scared.
Then, when Sho’s tired, he goes to bed. When he’s not, we have sex. Sho doesn’t touch my body like Nino used to. Sho doesn’t make love to me like Nino used to. Sho’s gentle, and sweet. And he cares… I am not saying that Nino doesn’t care, of course. But Nino just… Does what he feels like doing. When he’s horny, nothing stops him. And somehow… I like it. But Sho is always careful about how I feel, waits for me to react to each single touch. And I like that too.
I sit down on a bench, looking at all the fallen dead leaves at my feet. Maybe I should go home after all… In front of me, a little girl is playing with her doll on the bench while her mother is talking with someone on the phone. I watch silently. Then, the little girl pat her Mom’s arm, but her mother only brush her child’s hair in return, without even looking at her. She seems upset.
« Sakurai-san ? »
It takes some time for me to understand that someone is calling me… Being called ‘Sakurai-san’ is still so damn weird… Even after three years. I turn my head toward the person who called me.
It’s that guy… Umm… Masaki ?
I get up. Then bow as a greeting.
« Hi ! » he answers cheerfully. I can’t help but smile.
« Are you alone ? »
I nod. I thought he would understand and leave, but he just steps closer to me.
« That’s so sad… » he says, pouting. « Ano… Sakurai-san… »
« Satoshi » I interrupt suddenly.
« Eh ? »
I smile softly. « You can call me Satoshi. »
His face lightens. This guy seems gentle… And cheerful. And idiotic too… The type Nino would easily get angry against. Poor him…
« Ah, Satoshi-san ? Then you can call me Masaki ! »
It’s weird to be called by my first name by someone I just met once, but I prefer that to ‘Sakurai-san’. ‘Ohno-san’ would have been better, but I’m not a part of the Ohno family anymore. And it’s the same for him. But calling him ‘Ninomiya-san’ is just impossible for me.
« Ano… » Masaki says. « I just… I wanted to say something to you… About Kazu-chan’s father » he says, a bit more serious.
« Kazu-chan ? »
I raise an eyebrow. We’re standing near the bench where I was sitting just a minute earlier. Masaki’s coat seems warm. Mine is not, and I shiver from time to time because of the wind.
« Ah, sorry… I meant Kazunari. »
« Oh… »
« He’s… He doesn’t support his father’s doings. About your husband, I mean. Don’t judge him just with that » he says with an embarrassed tone.
Then, he nervously rubs the back of his head. Nino’s lucky to have someone like Masaki.
« Sho and I are aware of this, don’t worry. »
I try to make a reassuring face. Somehow… I’m jealous. I have no reasons to be though. He sighs and opens his mouth to say something…
« Ninomiya-san » I add hurriedly before he can say anything. « Is he a good husband ? »
Masaki smiles and he walks toward the bench and sit down on it. I sit down near him.
« Yeah… Yes, he is. Even if I don’t understand why he gets angry against me, sometimes… And I kind of feel left behind when he plays his games. Otherwise, he’s a good husband. »
As expected…
« Ano… Satoshi-san ? »
I look up at him. He’s staring at me with a smile. Somehow, his face is made to wear a smile.
« Can we be friends ? »
« Friends ? » I repeat, surprised. Since when did people ask about this kind of thing ? It’s not that I don’t want to be friends with him. « Huh… Of course. »
At least, I’ll have a friend who is in the same condition as me. One that can understand a bit more on how I feel.
~~~~~~~~~~~
When I come back home, the night is already here… And Sho’s not home. I silently walk around the house to be sure that he hadn’t collapse somewhere. But he’s definitely not here.
I sit down in front of the low table, where I left my calligraphy paintbrushes. I slowly take a piece of paper. But when I’m about to write… I don’t know what I should write. I stare at the brush, then the paper for a minute… But nothing came. An hour past, and I stayed there, paralyzed.
By the time I come back to my senses, it’s 9 pm. I actually fell asleep, my head on the table. There’s a black line on the paper… Crap…
And Sho’s still not home.
I drop the paintbrush on the table and switch on the TV. There, on the screen, there’s Nino’s father, again. And this time, it seems like he’s talking about Sho.
« Of course, I think that Sakurai-san is way too young to have a proper political judgement. His ideal is against the values of our society and the foundations of our nation… »
Okay… Now I understand why Sho isn’t home yet. I turn off the TV and settle down on the couch to stretch out on it. What is that damn old man looking for by saying those kind of things, I wonder… Because he felt like ruining someone’s carrier so he chose Sho ? Well, let me say he chose the wrong guy. Because Sho’s smart, and he’ll find a way to avoid falling in that trap.
I sigh. The room is dark and cold and I bury my face in a pillow. If only Sho could be home… Shivering like an idiot without blanket, I steadily fall asleep again. When I feel that I’m really far away from this world, but not totally asleep, my phone rings.
I open my eyes suddenly, then sleepily take my phone from inside my jean’s pocket and answer.
« Moshi mo~~ » I mutter, my eyes closing by themselves.
« Oh-chan ? Oh-chan ! You’re alright ?! » a voice answers at the other end of the line.
It feels good to be called ‘Oh-chan’.
« Hmm… »
« You were sleeping, weren’t you ? »
« Hmm… »
« Sorry. But I had to call you » Jun’s voice is a bit embarrassed, but happy too.
« Ah ? »
« Can you come to my apartment tomorrow night ? We’ll make a little party between… Old friends… » Jun says. His voice is smiling. « Can Sho let you come ? »
« I’ll ask him… But I think he will. Nino isn’t going, right ? »
Silence.
No way ! I sit up.
« Jun, your not… ! I’m not going ! »
« Oh-chan, what the fuck are you fearing about ? Are you scared of him or something ? » Jun asks. He’s not angry, though.
« I… »
« Or you fear seeing him again ? You think you’ll fall for him again or what ? »
« Okay ! Okay… I’ll come… »
Jun sighs. He must be exasperated with me and my stubbornness. « Good. You’d better bring some alcohol with you ! »
« Sho won’t want…. He says I’m impossible when I’m drunk… »
« And he’s right… See you tomorrow then… »
I hang up the phone. Why did I accept the invitation? I’m such an idiot !
I stay seated on the couch for a moment, just thinking about how stupid I am. I’m not scared of seeing him. I don’t fear… Falling for him again. That would be the biggest mistake in my all life. I just… I just don’t want to take that risk.
« I'm home » Sho’s tired voice suddenly says.
I slowly get up to walk to the entrance where my husband is sleepily taking off his shoes.
« You’re still up ? » he asks.
But the answer is quite obvious. So I didn’t reply but just take his bag from his hand and put it on the floor.
« Is it Ninomiya again ? I saw it on TV… » I ask.
« Yeah… That bastard gives me lots of work these days… »
He sighs. He really needs to rest. I follow him ‘til the bedroom and watch him take off his suit and shirt, exposing his perfect body.
« Sho… Ano… » I stammer when he’s putting his pyjamas.
« Hm ? What ? » he looks up.
« Can I… Go to see Jun tomorrow night ? » I ask with an hesitant voice. I wish he could say no… Please Sho ! I beg of you ! Say no…
He just smiles. « Of course you can. Just don’t drink too much… »
I chuckle. He knows me quite well after all.
~~~~~~~~~~~
When I arrive in front of this door I know so well, I stop. I stare at it as if daydreaming for a moment. I don’t know. Should I go back or not ? I don’t know. I have a bad feeling about what will happen tonight.
Then, I lean forward to hear what’s happening at the other side of it. I hear a loud and somehow shrill laugh. It seems to be Masaki’s… So Masaki came too ? I suddenly feel relief washing through my body. If Masaki’s here, then I don’t have to fear anything.
I knock.
I don’t have to wait for too long before someone opens the door. Jun’s face appear in my sight. He smiles when he sees me.
« Hey ! We were waiting for you ! » he says, a bit reproachfully. « Masaki-kun is already drunk… »
« Sorry… »
That’s why I heard that strange laugh…
I enter awkwardly, then take my coat and shoes off. Jun didn’t wait for me before going back to the living room. And when I walk in there, he’s already taking a sip of his beer while watching Masaki teasing Nino, amused.
« Eh, Sato-chan ! » Masaki suddenly exclaims cheerfully.
Wait… ‘Sato-chan ?’
« Sato-chan’s here ! Kazu, Sato-chan’s here ! »
He takes Nino’s arm and shakes it like a child. Nino turns his eyes and pats the top of Masaki’s head with a little smile. Then, he looks up at me. And I look away.
I walk closer to the table then sit down on the floor in front of it. Jun set a glass in front of me, already filled with alcohol… I don’t want to know what alcohol it is, but anyway, I drink it quickly. Masaki is cutely nuzzling Nino’s hair, repeating « Sato-chan is my friend », his eyes half closed. Yeah… He’s in quite a serious state.
« So, Oh-chan, how have you been ? » Jun asks, suddenly looking away from the Ninomiya couple.
« Great » I answer with a little smile. « Well, nothing much changed since last time… And you ? How’s the shooting going ? »
« Good ! It’s going to be an awesome movie, I tell you ! You’ll go to see it, right ? »
« Of course… »
Jun is an old friend. Nino, Jun and I were in high school together, and since we left, we’ve always been friends. He knows about Nino and me. He knows everything, it’s quite scary sometimes. In the middle of a conversation, he’s capable of saying things like : « Remember that time when the both of you had sex in the toilet, in that restaurant, you know ? »
No… I don’t remember at all, but never mind. And now, Jun’s a quite famous actor. Lots of people say he’s really talented and all. I agree with them… I’ve always thought he was.
Nino’s staring strangely at us.
« I’m here, you know » he says then, with a pissed tone.
I raise my eyebrows, surprised. Jun looks up too, then takes the bottle and fills my glass up again.
« Well, I saw you » I retort.
« It doesn’t seem so… »
I don’t answer. Hey, you, my heart ! Stop it ! Right now ! Shit…
I drink my glass entirely. It burns my throat, but never mind. Then, I stare at Nino’s face. His lips… They’re still so beautiful…
I shake my head, then grab the bottle of sake, this time. No more beer… Jun silently watch me drink slowly, then coughs.
« Oh-chan, maybe you should… »
« No. I’m angry… » I say, loudly setting my glass on the table.
Nino’s staring at me, his own glass in his hand, Masaki stuck to him. It would be better if he could say something ! I stretch out my arm to take the bottle, but Jun grabs it before I can reach it.
« I thought Sho wouldn’t want you to drink much » he says, hesitating.
« … don’t care. Give me that damn bottle… »
« What are you trying to hide by drinking, Satoshi ? » Nino’s voice is kind of far and yet so close…
I feel an awful nausea growing in my chest. « That’s none of your business… » I reply.
He smirks. « Really ? »
I finally succeed in taking the bottle from Jun’s hands and don’t bother filling my glass again. I just drink.
An hour later, this nausea I feel is getting really strong… But there wasn’t enough sake left for me to be drunk. So I’m just laughing a bit too much at whatever Jun and Masaki are saying.
After a long moment of jokes that are not funny at all, but still seems funny after 3 or 4 glasses of alcohol, Masaki starts crying.
« Eh ? What’s the problem ? » Nino and Jun asks. Masaki’s tears are running down his cheeks, but he’s still smiling.
« I’m glad I married Kazu-chan » he stammers, trying to wipe his eyes. I raise an eyebrow. « I’m so glad ! »
Well, there are people like that, sometimes… Then, he put his hand on his mouth. He’s really pale.
« Oh no no no, not here » Jun warns.
He gets up quickly and grab Masaki’s arm to make him get up too, then leads him toward the bathroom. I listen carefully ‘til I hear sounds of someone throwing up. Great…
And now, there’s only Nino and me left in that room.
« Masaki-kun seems to get drunk rather quickly » I state calmly, trying to fight down the nausea that wouldn’t leave me alone.
« Hmmm… He always ends up crying. »
I chuckle slightly, then try to position myself better, since being sit on the floor is quite uncomfortable, but the dizziness is worst.
« Satoshi… » Nino suddenly says. « I’m glad you came. »
« I didn’t come for you, though » I retort, but the tone of my voice turns out to be not how I wanted it to be.
« I know, but I’m still glad… »
Is he serious or he’s saying that because of the alcohol ? He gets up abruptly and come closer to me, then sit down again. We’re now close… Too close !
« You know, during these three years… I missed you » he mutters.
« I missed you too » I whisper, the words escaping my mouth before I can hold them back.
Nino nods. There’s two parts of myself fighting inside of me right now. The reasonable part, and the ‘I do what I want’ part, which is slowly taking advantage thanks to all those glasses of alcohol.
« Ano… Nino… I… » I turn my head to look at him, but I find his face inches away from mine. What the…
« Toshi… » he seems quite serious. « Let me do this… »
« Do wha… »
But he doesn’t let me finish. In a second, his lips are on mine .
For a moment, I just stay paralyzed like an idiot, the time to understand fully what’s happening to me. Then, I try to back away before being unable to control myself anymore but… His lips are still here.
I close my eyes. It actually feels really good. That’s maybe why I open my mouth when I feel his tongue against my lips. I can’t fight against this.
The kiss turns out exactly like how I didn’t want it to be. It means deep, passionate… Needy. But it still feels good. So damn good…
I feel his fingertips on my cheeks. I push my body against his a bit more, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he smiles in the kiss. He curls his arms around my waist to press me against him. Then, one of my hand get lost in his hair. I shouldn’t do that…
But Nino doesn’t seem ready to let me go. He’s holding me strongly, it’s not uncomfortable at all. My hands end up on both of his cheeks, our tongue still tangled with each other.
Then, I suddenly feel his cold fingers running down my back under my shirt, sending shivers through my entire body. And it makes me fall back on the Earth.
I suddenly push him away, a bit too violently. He looks at me without understanding, but I don’t support his gaze, glancing around me, embarrassed. I see him getting closer to me, so I get up and dash out of the room.
Jun is outside. He was spying on us, I’m sure. But I don’t say anything to him and leave the apartment as fast as I can.
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A/N: Aiba-chan crying whzen being drunk is too awesome! I couldn't help it XD
So, Ohmiya finally! They're back! ♥♥♥ =D
Next chapter is NC-17, but I feel like some of you are going to hate me for this T_T So I'm sorry u_u
Thanks for all your comments! ♥