The Only Colour Better Than Black Is Transparent Chap 21
A.N. IMMA BACK!!!! *hides from bricks* my holiday was over, I came home and TADA~ I had 5 other deadlines in my classes to meet. I met three of them. BUT everything's over now and I can be back writing again until my mid-terms start in a week. DAMMIT.
Anyways~.... Tatsuya's on Earth with the Dominion, Junno can't see him, Kame and Jin can and things get crazier (if that's even possible). Potential Maru torture and that's about it. ENJOY!!!
“Wow. That’s… inconvenient,” Jin scratched his head, “So if I talk to you I’ll look like I’m talking to air?”
“Akanishi-kun,” Junno asked, “Why are you talking to air?”
Both Kame and Tatsuya pulled frustrated faces. For someone in med school, Jin was surprisingly simple and a tad drunk when he least should have been. He seemed to get the message clear enough though - to the wider world (being other than Kame, Maru and himself) Ueda Tatsuya was a work of fiction.
“So,” the Dominion sipped at his beer nonchalantly, “how do you plan to get out of this one?”
“Can you shut up PLEASE?” Ueda hissed, “this car is moving too fast for you to be annoying!”
Kame sighed and pulled out of the underground parking lot and stopped at some lights. “If your beer can dents my Porsche, Heavenly creature or not, you’re paying for it.” There was no denying the hostility in his voice, but maybe the idol just despised other people, namely Jin, drooling every time he saw the beautiful creature. Call it an idol’s occupational hazard, or just a jealous lover.
WUT.
Jealous?
LOVER?!
Heaven was really trying to screw him over.
“If your driving skills weren’t so bad, I’d consider,” the Dominion polished the beer off impossibly quickly, “would it kill you humans to be easier on the brakes? I’m going to fly off the boot at this rate!”
“Would it interest you that I’m sitting on the fucking bonnet?!” Ueda yelled, “Who’s idea was this for you to buy such a small car Kamenashi?!”
“You’re blocking my view!” Kame turned on the windscreen wipers in protest.
“No shit! I’m sitting on the bonnet of your midget car!”
“This is one hell of an expensive car,” Kame turned on the windscreen spray too, which was incidentally located at the very tip of the bonnet. And Tatsuya was right in its way.
“Can’t you turn yourself invisible to us or something?” Jin quipped from the shotgun seat through Tatsuya’s swearing.
“He can’t do that dear,” the Dominion grinned, watching the fiasco from the back, “only I can.”
“Then can you trade places so Kame can see better?” Jin asked, “if he crashed his car, he might get a JE-wide driving ban like Ninomiya Kazunari did! It’ll be all over the morning paper!”
Nakamaru Yuichi followed his fuming boyfriend like a lost puppy through the busy streets of Tokyo. He needed to start a conversation somehow with the vet student or the latter might really misunderstand his difficult standing in the universe. But how?
Then out of the corner of his eye, he spotted it.
He tried to sound as casual and calm as possible. “Look Koki, there are some idiots trying to swap places from the bonnet of a car to the boot while the car is moving- WHAT THE HELL THAT’S UEDA-KUN!!!!”
“Huh?” Koki peered in the direction his lover was pointing frantically at, “isn’t that just two people in a fancy Porsche? Yucchi, are you okay?”
But Nakamaru Yuichi knew better. The Porsche had stopped at another set of traffic lights and he was able to take a closer look. There was, definitely, Ueda Tatsuya and an unknown man crawling over the top of Kame’s Porsche, with Jin yelling directions at them from within the car. It was all perfectly normal. Nothing to stare at.
And that was why nobody on the street seemed to notice. He started to sweat profusely.
Conclusion?
I’m out of my mind.
Jin was now waving at him. And getting out his cell phone.
“Hello?” Nakamaru picked up his own as it began to ring, “Akanishi-kun? Ha! You wouldn’t believe it! I thought I saw your identical twin just then at a set of traffic lights in a car with Kamenashi-kun’s identical twin!... Oh. Okay… You see me? How many fingers am I holding up?.... Oh. Okay. Uh… do you have err, anyone doing dangerous things on your car?”
“Oh they’ll be fine!” Jin did a peace sign at the man, “they’re invisible to other humans and they’re angels! How dangerous could it be? Aah no Ukkun your foot’s going to break the windscreen wiper!! I’ll talk to you later sensei, we’d give you and Koki a lift but this car only seats two people plus another two invisible people at most… OI THE THING’S SNAPPING-
The light turned green and the car set off once again, leaving Nakamaru Yuichi to rationalise it all by himself.
“Well done gentlemen, that concludes our little experiment,” Kame flicked the switch to his garage door and grimly checked his precious car for celestial damage. “So, truly nobody apart from us can see you. Ueda, you mentioned you need to get Junno realise his love for you within three days. My question is, how do you plan to do so?”
“How the fuck am I supposed to know?!” Ueda stormed through the idol’s home and found the nearest comfy spot to sit on, “You saw what happened at the bar didn’t you? He can’t see me, hear me or feel me!”
“That makes things kinda hard,” Jin commented and Kame shot him a disapproving look. “You could try and approach him tomorrow and school and see what he thinks.”
“Idiot human,” the Dominion scoffed, “did you hear nothing of what he just said? Tatsuya, I really suggest you get a move on because things up there aren’t going well in the least. I’m not prepared for you to screw up your drama into a BL tragedy, then leave me to go back to Heaven and sort out a celestial mess! Michael and Ryo look like they’re about to start a war! I’ll ask you again, what is your plan?”
“I… Don’t…”
“You don’t have a plan?” the Dominion raised an eyebrow, “Geez this is why ukes like you shouldn’t be the protagonist! You have no talent apart from sitting and panicking-
“You got me here two hours ago and you expect me to have Grand Theft Auto drawn out on blueprint?!” Tatsuya exploded, “Just leave me alone to think!!!” With a mighty slam, he left through the nearest door.
“Ukkun!” Jin tried to follow but was grabbed by Kame, who silently shook his head. “He needs alone time,” the idol sighed, “it’s only now that he can reflect on what is happening and find a way out. All we can do is trust his heart.”
“To HELL with that!” the Dominion dug through his pockets and produced 10m worth of internet cables and started to wire them into Kame’s TV. Or more like, they slithered like snakes by themselves and hijacked every piece of electrical equipment in the house. “He can’t get anything done in three days if he’s going for the thinking path! We need to hack a way through the system and find a solution before it’s too late!”
“You’re… surprisingly nice, did you know that?” Jin grinned, “Why the scary face to Ukkun all the time?”
“None of your business,” the Dominion snapped and busied himself tangling the cables, muttering unintelligible excuses.
Goddamit. Tatsuya swore silently to himself as he finally registered when his feet had taken him 3 hours later. Out of all the places in Japan I have to end up at my own house. Oh wait since I don’t exist anymore, who lives here now?
Walking in the December night for 3 hours had calmed him down somewhat, and the angel was now seriously beginning to weigh up his options. What seemed like a no-brainer in Heaven, that is, getting Junno to remember their love etc, was beginning to appear more selfish by the second.
What the hell am I doing? He’s leading a perfectly normal life right now and all I’m going to do is turn his world upside down and cause him more pain…
Yet I still carry myself here, wishing he’d rush out of the house yelling my name in the stupid voice of his and kiss me.
Deciding to take his chances anyway, Tatsuya edged closer to the large house he used to call home.
Oh God what am I doing? Peeking inside my own house like some sort of stalker?
But the urge to see Junno proved to be stronger than his sane side anyway. Creeping up to the front door, Tatsuya mentally kicked himself as he remembered the fact he was invisible.
However, just because he did not reflect any visible light did not mean his molecular density shifting was available for use. Basically, getting through the door to see Junno was a problem. It was just before Tatsuya swore at himself for not bringing a spare set of keys that the door opened and knocked him three feet backwards, sprawling onto the hard pavement.
“FUCK!!” he swore, and was about to let loose his pent up frustration before it dawned that nobody could hear him either. Tatsuya could only sigh and watch helplessly as Junno happily trotted out of his home in a dressing gown, hair dishevelled cutely.
“Huh?” the tall man scratched his scalp and looked around, oblivious to the Tatsuya in front of him frantically waving his hands in one desperate attempt to get his attention. “I could swear the postman doesn’t come at this hour at night…” Shrugging, he yawned and reached towards the door-handle once more.
Seeing his chance, the angel made a James Bond dive through the closing crevice, landing through Junno’s calf muscles onto hard tile flooring. “HA!” he whooped, “I’m in!” Oh no…. I’m in. My body isn’t being controlled by my conscious now dammit! OK Tatsuya, this is it. You stay with him, look at him and then leave. It’s already more than you can afford.
Tip-toeing through the house just to be safe, the angel couldn’t help but smile at the living room. The black sofa still remained, and he could still see a faint water stain where Junno had fallen asleep the first night they met. Tatsuya, being the OCD he was, had suggested many times that they buy a new sofa but his lanky boyfriend resorted to desperate measures to keep the sofa alive - sometimes by shedding a few crocodile tears.
Idiot…. It’s just a sofa… Don’t you dare throw it out though.
Looking around to make sure nobody could see (out of paranoia), Tatsuya blushed as a familiar bubbly feeling crept through his chest and finally burst. Like a kitten finding catnip, he dove onto the couch and bounced about, immersing himself in a scent unique to Taguchi Junnosuke. At three in the morning, it was the only rational thing to do.
“EEP!!” the capper-haired angel squeaked as the man in question popped his head around the doorway, a mug of hot chocolate in hand.
WHAT THE HELL?! WHY ARE YOU STILL NOT BACK IN BED YOU INSOMNIAC?!
Even though he was sure Junno couldn’t see him, Tatsuya still blushed furiously and sat upright on the sofa as if his previous cuteness had not commenced. By some miracle, Junno plonked down on the sofa right beside him and nonchalantly flicked on the television.
…and flicked it right off again after seeing some distasteful images. It was 3am after all, and the programmes were hardly G rated.
Running a slim hand through his shoulder-length hair, Junno flopped his head backwards and groaned loudly to himself. “…and I thought I’d be able to go to sleep….”
The invisible Ueda was helpless to stop Junno from falling over and lying awake the entire night. He gave up screaming that he’ll catch a cold after five minutes and gave up trying to prod Junno until the idiot felt something after ten minutes. The entire night, Junno didn’t sleep a wink, and neither did he. Never once had he felt so achingly close to a person but so far away, and it was tearing him apart.
The next morning, he stalked Junno to school. The taller man drove his previous Aston Martin and judging by the bags under his eyes, Tatsuya wasn’t sure whether he should have walked instead or not. They had a couple of close shaves, but otherwise Junno’s driving skills served them well until they got to the student car park. Apparently, concrete poles were invisible too.
Cursing, Ueda picked himself out of the car and tried not to think about the large dent in the car’s bonnet or the repair bill that would come in the mail later. To his surprise, Junno headed straight for Nakamaru’s office after hanging up the phone with the panelbeaters.
“You know Taguchi-kun,” Nakamaru pushed his reading glasses further up the bridge of his nose and sighed, “the Ethics office isn’t a counselling room.” I’m hallucinating recently; Koki refuses to speak to me so how can I give sane advice to this guy anyway?
“Because I’m fairly sure that if I don’t get to the bottom of some things, one day I’ll regret it,” Junno put simply, “you know things about me that I don’t. Scratch that, you, Kame, and Akanishi-kun all know something that I don’t! I can’t remember a single detailed thing about my life before I ended up in hospital, and after I got out… hell knows you’re not treating me like a normal person! At this rate, I wouldn’t be surprised if you told me I had terminal brain cancer!”
“Taguchi-kun,” Nakamaru looked his tall student in the eye, “I would much rather tell you that you have terminal brain cancer.”
“O God please….” Junno seemed to shrink in his chair. Doubling over, he put his head in his hands and let out a few strangled groans. “I can’t do this anymore,” he moaned, “I need to know.... I need to know why I can’t remember anything. I need to know why I take the long way around school and can’t STAND the Sanshiro Pond! I need to know why I have a nutrition certificate but won’t cook at home. I need to know why I refuse to drive my Aston Martin in the rain. I need to know why I have crazy dreams and I keep thinking a ginger-haired stalker is walking around my neighbourhood at night!!”
“A… ginger-haired stalker?...” Nakamaru gulped, “you mean… a really pretty one?” Filling a disposable cup with water from the office dispenser, the man sat beside Junno and patted him on the back. “We need to have a talk…”
Ueda stared silently from behind the door and tried to process the information raging through his brain. He knows…. He a part of him KNOWS about me and it comes to get him at night. This is my chance! If I just-
He turned swiftly as a set of footsteps came beside him and stopped right beside him. Tanaka Koki reached towards the Ethics office door handle but stopped as two voices shocked the living soul out of him.
“Tell me this is just a side effect from the onset of puberty Nakamaru-kyojuu!” Junno wailed dramatically, “or someone overdosed me on drugs while I was in hospital! Can’t you do anything about my problem? Please? Pretty please?”
“This isn’t something I can casually fix!” Nakamaru scratched his scalp in frustration and reached towards his cell phone on the desk with his free hand, “can’t I just-
“Stop running away from the problem!” Junno stood up off his chair and grabbed Nakamaru’s hand in a bid to stop him from picking up his phone. The cup in his other hand wobbled dangerously.
“Taguchi-kun stop!” the professor struggled, “I need to-
“Dammit sensei I know you want to that’s why I’m stopping you! Now say it!”
“No!”
“Just- WOOOAAAH!!!” Junno slipped on a puddle of water that had collected on the floor from Nakamaru’s wobbly cup and fell forward onto the older man, who (of course) split the contents of the plastic cup all over the his own pants.
Ueda winced from the sounds he heard and stepped away slowly as he watched Koki’s expression change from shocked to infuriated. The vet student had come at a VERY inappropriate time.
“Sensei… err… sorry for getting you wet,” came Junno’s voice from behind the door.
It seemed like the last straw for Koki. Practically kicking the door off its hinges, he barged in yelling something along the lines of ‘BACK OFF MY YUICHI YOU LANKY BASTARD’ and loaded his fists of fury ready to lash out. All he saw though, was a very startled Nakamaru holding an empty cup, a huge wet stain on his office pants and no Taguchi in sight.
“What the?” Koki scanned the office for a certain lank but the professor only shook his head and pointed shakily to behind the door which Koki had kicked open.
It was the first time Koki had ever seen a human pancake, and he never wanted to see one ever again. As an apology before the ambulance turned up, he offered to wash the bloodstain off Nakamaru’s office door too.
Thankfully, Junno’s nose wasn’t broken. He did temporarily lose his breath however, and fainted due to shock. Nakamaru was also a flustered mess so Tatsuya decided to hold off seeing his love until the older man was out of sight consoling Koki. Sneaking out of his hiding place inside Junno’s hospital room, the angel breathed a sigh of relief as he scanned the room for security cameras and found none.
He felt strangely powerful looming over an unconscious Junno, and stretched out his hand to partly cover the taller man’s face. Or maybe he just craved contact. He froze though, as Junno’s face twitched under his light touch and a pair of hazel eyes fluttered open.
And stared right at him.
“I’VE DONE IT!!!” the Dominion gave a whoop of delight and threw up his hands, his wine landing with a splatter onto Kame’s carpet. If his opponent weren’t an impossibly powerful Heavenly being, the idol would have throttled him.
“And?” Jin yawned from the couch, “that’s the fifteenth time in two days… Have you ACTUALLY done it?”
“Of course lowly human,” the Dominion smirked, “I’ve broken through a firewall. Taguchi Junnosuke should be able to see and hear Tatsuya in normal states now! Ha! Well done auto-hacking magic!” A tendril of live wires snaked out of his pile of equipment and high-fived the Dominion with a crackling of sparks.
“So YOU didn’t accomplish this…” Jin yawned again, “your magic friends did.” A few wires applauded his statement.
“Nonsense.”
“Mr Dominion,” Kame pointed at the screen of his television (that was being used as a PC monitor currently), “with all due respect but what does ‘fatal error’ mean?”
“Hmm… ‘an error that may result in death’?” he replied nonchalantly, “why do you ask?”
“Because the damn screen says so!” Kame jerked his thumb towards the TV, “What’s wrong?!”
The Dominion frowned, touched one of the green wires protruding from the equipment and punched the floor in sudden anger. “SON OF A BITCH!!!” he swore, much to Kame’s surprise. “There was a piggyback virus on us the entire time… it hopped off at ‘memory reset’ and brought back every scary thing that ever happened in Taguchi Junnosuke’s life to do with Tatsuya DAMMIT!!!”
“…Calm down sir,” Jin was half asleep by now, “Ukkun’s probably never done anything malicious to Taguchi…”
The Dominion raised an eyebrow. “Yeeeah. Right.”
Tatsuya waved his hand in front of Junno’s face like he was extra-terrestrial life. Black irises followed the moving object left, right and center.
“Jun….no?...” Tatsuya peered closer and for a second, their eyes connected.
Then there came a terrible shriek.
“G-get away from me!!” Junno’s eyes widened in fear as he scrambled backwards, never taking his eyes off Tatsuya. His expression almost screamed bloody murder. Somewhere in his mind, he knew. This man had run him over with a car, threw him in the boot to die and when that failed, stalked him to school and pushed him into the Sanshiro Pond. This man reeked of bloodlust. Junno was sure he’d killed several people before… Perhaps with a fork? Yes, the same man who had red, furious eyes was covered in blood and had tried to kill him once in a place he couldn’t quite remember. All the images fused together in a warped sequence and Junno could almost smell the bloodiness in front of him.
“Jun-
“GET AWAY!!!” his voice strained under fear. It was an unfounded fear, but prevailed nonetheless.
Back at Kame’s house, the Dominion was nearly passed out on the ground due to frustration. The idol and Jin watched, mouths gaping, at the television in front of them as the world’s most dramatic soap opera played out in real time.
“So what now?” Kame asked, dumbfounded, “Junno can see him but he’s scared as shit! I thought you had SKILL?!”
“Oh shut up and make me a sandwich…” the Dominion scowled and pulled a face, “it’s my magic, remember? Not me.”
A.N. *bricked* Hey hey hey at least Junno can see Tatsuya now? O.o
Okay I know. For such a long time away, this probably wasn't as long as you would havce liked. But considering my mid-terms are next week, i've done okay :P So what do you think? The story is nearing its climax.... *dun dun dun dun*
Anyways~.... Tatsuya's on Earth with the Dominion, Junno can't see him, Kame and Jin can and things get crazier (if that's even possible). Potential Maru torture and that's about it. ENJOY!!!
“Wow. That’s… inconvenient,” Jin scratched his head, “So if I talk to you I’ll look like I’m talking to air?”
“Akanishi-kun,” Junno asked, “Why are you talking to air?”
Both Kame and Tatsuya pulled frustrated faces. For someone in med school, Jin was surprisingly simple and a tad drunk when he least should have been. He seemed to get the message clear enough though - to the wider world (being other than Kame, Maru and himself) Ueda Tatsuya was a work of fiction.
“So,” the Dominion sipped at his beer nonchalantly, “how do you plan to get out of this one?”
“Can you shut up PLEASE?” Ueda hissed, “this car is moving too fast for you to be annoying!”
Kame sighed and pulled out of the underground parking lot and stopped at some lights. “If your beer can dents my Porsche, Heavenly creature or not, you’re paying for it.” There was no denying the hostility in his voice, but maybe the idol just despised other people, namely Jin, drooling every time he saw the beautiful creature. Call it an idol’s occupational hazard, or just a jealous lover.
WUT.
Jealous?
LOVER?!
Heaven was really trying to screw him over.
“If your driving skills weren’t so bad, I’d consider,” the Dominion polished the beer off impossibly quickly, “would it kill you humans to be easier on the brakes? I’m going to fly off the boot at this rate!”
“Would it interest you that I’m sitting on the fucking bonnet?!” Ueda yelled, “Who’s idea was this for you to buy such a small car Kamenashi?!”
“You’re blocking my view!” Kame turned on the windscreen wipers in protest.
“No shit! I’m sitting on the bonnet of your midget car!”
“This is one hell of an expensive car,” Kame turned on the windscreen spray too, which was incidentally located at the very tip of the bonnet. And Tatsuya was right in its way.
“Can’t you turn yourself invisible to us or something?” Jin quipped from the shotgun seat through Tatsuya’s swearing.
“He can’t do that dear,” the Dominion grinned, watching the fiasco from the back, “only I can.”
“Then can you trade places so Kame can see better?” Jin asked, “if he crashed his car, he might get a JE-wide driving ban like Ninomiya Kazunari did! It’ll be all over the morning paper!”
Nakamaru Yuichi followed his fuming boyfriend like a lost puppy through the busy streets of Tokyo. He needed to start a conversation somehow with the vet student or the latter might really misunderstand his difficult standing in the universe. But how?
Then out of the corner of his eye, he spotted it.
He tried to sound as casual and calm as possible. “Look Koki, there are some idiots trying to swap places from the bonnet of a car to the boot while the car is moving- WHAT THE HELL THAT’S UEDA-KUN!!!!”
“Huh?” Koki peered in the direction his lover was pointing frantically at, “isn’t that just two people in a fancy Porsche? Yucchi, are you okay?”
But Nakamaru Yuichi knew better. The Porsche had stopped at another set of traffic lights and he was able to take a closer look. There was, definitely, Ueda Tatsuya and an unknown man crawling over the top of Kame’s Porsche, with Jin yelling directions at them from within the car. It was all perfectly normal. Nothing to stare at.
And that was why nobody on the street seemed to notice. He started to sweat profusely.
Conclusion?
I’m out of my mind.
Jin was now waving at him. And getting out his cell phone.
“Hello?” Nakamaru picked up his own as it began to ring, “Akanishi-kun? Ha! You wouldn’t believe it! I thought I saw your identical twin just then at a set of traffic lights in a car with Kamenashi-kun’s identical twin!... Oh. Okay… You see me? How many fingers am I holding up?.... Oh. Okay. Uh… do you have err, anyone doing dangerous things on your car?”
“Oh they’ll be fine!” Jin did a peace sign at the man, “they’re invisible to other humans and they’re angels! How dangerous could it be? Aah no Ukkun your foot’s going to break the windscreen wiper!! I’ll talk to you later sensei, we’d give you and Koki a lift but this car only seats two people plus another two invisible people at most… OI THE THING’S SNAPPING-
The light turned green and the car set off once again, leaving Nakamaru Yuichi to rationalise it all by himself.
“Well done gentlemen, that concludes our little experiment,” Kame flicked the switch to his garage door and grimly checked his precious car for celestial damage. “So, truly nobody apart from us can see you. Ueda, you mentioned you need to get Junno realise his love for you within three days. My question is, how do you plan to do so?”
“How the fuck am I supposed to know?!” Ueda stormed through the idol’s home and found the nearest comfy spot to sit on, “You saw what happened at the bar didn’t you? He can’t see me, hear me or feel me!”
“That makes things kinda hard,” Jin commented and Kame shot him a disapproving look. “You could try and approach him tomorrow and school and see what he thinks.”
“Idiot human,” the Dominion scoffed, “did you hear nothing of what he just said? Tatsuya, I really suggest you get a move on because things up there aren’t going well in the least. I’m not prepared for you to screw up your drama into a BL tragedy, then leave me to go back to Heaven and sort out a celestial mess! Michael and Ryo look like they’re about to start a war! I’ll ask you again, what is your plan?”
“I… Don’t…”
“You don’t have a plan?” the Dominion raised an eyebrow, “Geez this is why ukes like you shouldn’t be the protagonist! You have no talent apart from sitting and panicking-
“You got me here two hours ago and you expect me to have Grand Theft Auto drawn out on blueprint?!” Tatsuya exploded, “Just leave me alone to think!!!” With a mighty slam, he left through the nearest door.
“Ukkun!” Jin tried to follow but was grabbed by Kame, who silently shook his head. “He needs alone time,” the idol sighed, “it’s only now that he can reflect on what is happening and find a way out. All we can do is trust his heart.”
“To HELL with that!” the Dominion dug through his pockets and produced 10m worth of internet cables and started to wire them into Kame’s TV. Or more like, they slithered like snakes by themselves and hijacked every piece of electrical equipment in the house. “He can’t get anything done in three days if he’s going for the thinking path! We need to hack a way through the system and find a solution before it’s too late!”
“You’re… surprisingly nice, did you know that?” Jin grinned, “Why the scary face to Ukkun all the time?”
“None of your business,” the Dominion snapped and busied himself tangling the cables, muttering unintelligible excuses.
Goddamit. Tatsuya swore silently to himself as he finally registered when his feet had taken him 3 hours later. Out of all the places in Japan I have to end up at my own house. Oh wait since I don’t exist anymore, who lives here now?
Walking in the December night for 3 hours had calmed him down somewhat, and the angel was now seriously beginning to weigh up his options. What seemed like a no-brainer in Heaven, that is, getting Junno to remember their love etc, was beginning to appear more selfish by the second.
What the hell am I doing? He’s leading a perfectly normal life right now and all I’m going to do is turn his world upside down and cause him more pain…
Yet I still carry myself here, wishing he’d rush out of the house yelling my name in the stupid voice of his and kiss me.
Deciding to take his chances anyway, Tatsuya edged closer to the large house he used to call home.
Oh God what am I doing? Peeking inside my own house like some sort of stalker?
But the urge to see Junno proved to be stronger than his sane side anyway. Creeping up to the front door, Tatsuya mentally kicked himself as he remembered the fact he was invisible.
However, just because he did not reflect any visible light did not mean his molecular density shifting was available for use. Basically, getting through the door to see Junno was a problem. It was just before Tatsuya swore at himself for not bringing a spare set of keys that the door opened and knocked him three feet backwards, sprawling onto the hard pavement.
“FUCK!!” he swore, and was about to let loose his pent up frustration before it dawned that nobody could hear him either. Tatsuya could only sigh and watch helplessly as Junno happily trotted out of his home in a dressing gown, hair dishevelled cutely.
“Huh?” the tall man scratched his scalp and looked around, oblivious to the Tatsuya in front of him frantically waving his hands in one desperate attempt to get his attention. “I could swear the postman doesn’t come at this hour at night…” Shrugging, he yawned and reached towards the door-handle once more.
Seeing his chance, the angel made a James Bond dive through the closing crevice, landing through Junno’s calf muscles onto hard tile flooring. “HA!” he whooped, “I’m in!” Oh no…. I’m in. My body isn’t being controlled by my conscious now dammit! OK Tatsuya, this is it. You stay with him, look at him and then leave. It’s already more than you can afford.
Tip-toeing through the house just to be safe, the angel couldn’t help but smile at the living room. The black sofa still remained, and he could still see a faint water stain where Junno had fallen asleep the first night they met. Tatsuya, being the OCD he was, had suggested many times that they buy a new sofa but his lanky boyfriend resorted to desperate measures to keep the sofa alive - sometimes by shedding a few crocodile tears.
Idiot…. It’s just a sofa… Don’t you dare throw it out though.
Looking around to make sure nobody could see (out of paranoia), Tatsuya blushed as a familiar bubbly feeling crept through his chest and finally burst. Like a kitten finding catnip, he dove onto the couch and bounced about, immersing himself in a scent unique to Taguchi Junnosuke. At three in the morning, it was the only rational thing to do.
“EEP!!” the capper-haired angel squeaked as the man in question popped his head around the doorway, a mug of hot chocolate in hand.
WHAT THE HELL?! WHY ARE YOU STILL NOT BACK IN BED YOU INSOMNIAC?!
Even though he was sure Junno couldn’t see him, Tatsuya still blushed furiously and sat upright on the sofa as if his previous cuteness had not commenced. By some miracle, Junno plonked down on the sofa right beside him and nonchalantly flicked on the television.
…and flicked it right off again after seeing some distasteful images. It was 3am after all, and the programmes were hardly G rated.
Running a slim hand through his shoulder-length hair, Junno flopped his head backwards and groaned loudly to himself. “…and I thought I’d be able to go to sleep….”
The invisible Ueda was helpless to stop Junno from falling over and lying awake the entire night. He gave up screaming that he’ll catch a cold after five minutes and gave up trying to prod Junno until the idiot felt something after ten minutes. The entire night, Junno didn’t sleep a wink, and neither did he. Never once had he felt so achingly close to a person but so far away, and it was tearing him apart.
The next morning, he stalked Junno to school. The taller man drove his previous Aston Martin and judging by the bags under his eyes, Tatsuya wasn’t sure whether he should have walked instead or not. They had a couple of close shaves, but otherwise Junno’s driving skills served them well until they got to the student car park. Apparently, concrete poles were invisible too.
Cursing, Ueda picked himself out of the car and tried not to think about the large dent in the car’s bonnet or the repair bill that would come in the mail later. To his surprise, Junno headed straight for Nakamaru’s office after hanging up the phone with the panelbeaters.
“You know Taguchi-kun,” Nakamaru pushed his reading glasses further up the bridge of his nose and sighed, “the Ethics office isn’t a counselling room.” I’m hallucinating recently; Koki refuses to speak to me so how can I give sane advice to this guy anyway?
“Because I’m fairly sure that if I don’t get to the bottom of some things, one day I’ll regret it,” Junno put simply, “you know things about me that I don’t. Scratch that, you, Kame, and Akanishi-kun all know something that I don’t! I can’t remember a single detailed thing about my life before I ended up in hospital, and after I got out… hell knows you’re not treating me like a normal person! At this rate, I wouldn’t be surprised if you told me I had terminal brain cancer!”
“Taguchi-kun,” Nakamaru looked his tall student in the eye, “I would much rather tell you that you have terminal brain cancer.”
“O God please….” Junno seemed to shrink in his chair. Doubling over, he put his head in his hands and let out a few strangled groans. “I can’t do this anymore,” he moaned, “I need to know.... I need to know why I can’t remember anything. I need to know why I take the long way around school and can’t STAND the Sanshiro Pond! I need to know why I have a nutrition certificate but won’t cook at home. I need to know why I refuse to drive my Aston Martin in the rain. I need to know why I have crazy dreams and I keep thinking a ginger-haired stalker is walking around my neighbourhood at night!!”
“A… ginger-haired stalker?...” Nakamaru gulped, “you mean… a really pretty one?” Filling a disposable cup with water from the office dispenser, the man sat beside Junno and patted him on the back. “We need to have a talk…”
Ueda stared silently from behind the door and tried to process the information raging through his brain. He knows…. He a part of him KNOWS about me and it comes to get him at night. This is my chance! If I just-
He turned swiftly as a set of footsteps came beside him and stopped right beside him. Tanaka Koki reached towards the Ethics office door handle but stopped as two voices shocked the living soul out of him.
“Tell me this is just a side effect from the onset of puberty Nakamaru-kyojuu!” Junno wailed dramatically, “or someone overdosed me on drugs while I was in hospital! Can’t you do anything about my problem? Please? Pretty please?”
“This isn’t something I can casually fix!” Nakamaru scratched his scalp in frustration and reached towards his cell phone on the desk with his free hand, “can’t I just-
“Stop running away from the problem!” Junno stood up off his chair and grabbed Nakamaru’s hand in a bid to stop him from picking up his phone. The cup in his other hand wobbled dangerously.
“Taguchi-kun stop!” the professor struggled, “I need to-
“Dammit sensei I know you want to that’s why I’m stopping you! Now say it!”
“No!”
“Just- WOOOAAAH!!!” Junno slipped on a puddle of water that had collected on the floor from Nakamaru’s wobbly cup and fell forward onto the older man, who (of course) split the contents of the plastic cup all over the his own pants.
Ueda winced from the sounds he heard and stepped away slowly as he watched Koki’s expression change from shocked to infuriated. The vet student had come at a VERY inappropriate time.
“Sensei… err… sorry for getting you wet,” came Junno’s voice from behind the door.
It seemed like the last straw for Koki. Practically kicking the door off its hinges, he barged in yelling something along the lines of ‘BACK OFF MY YUICHI YOU LANKY BASTARD’ and loaded his fists of fury ready to lash out. All he saw though, was a very startled Nakamaru holding an empty cup, a huge wet stain on his office pants and no Taguchi in sight.
“What the?” Koki scanned the office for a certain lank but the professor only shook his head and pointed shakily to behind the door which Koki had kicked open.
It was the first time Koki had ever seen a human pancake, and he never wanted to see one ever again. As an apology before the ambulance turned up, he offered to wash the bloodstain off Nakamaru’s office door too.
Thankfully, Junno’s nose wasn’t broken. He did temporarily lose his breath however, and fainted due to shock. Nakamaru was also a flustered mess so Tatsuya decided to hold off seeing his love until the older man was out of sight consoling Koki. Sneaking out of his hiding place inside Junno’s hospital room, the angel breathed a sigh of relief as he scanned the room for security cameras and found none.
He felt strangely powerful looming over an unconscious Junno, and stretched out his hand to partly cover the taller man’s face. Or maybe he just craved contact. He froze though, as Junno’s face twitched under his light touch and a pair of hazel eyes fluttered open.
And stared right at him.
“I’VE DONE IT!!!” the Dominion gave a whoop of delight and threw up his hands, his wine landing with a splatter onto Kame’s carpet. If his opponent weren’t an impossibly powerful Heavenly being, the idol would have throttled him.
“And?” Jin yawned from the couch, “that’s the fifteenth time in two days… Have you ACTUALLY done it?”
“Of course lowly human,” the Dominion smirked, “I’ve broken through a firewall. Taguchi Junnosuke should be able to see and hear Tatsuya in normal states now! Ha! Well done auto-hacking magic!” A tendril of live wires snaked out of his pile of equipment and high-fived the Dominion with a crackling of sparks.
“So YOU didn’t accomplish this…” Jin yawned again, “your magic friends did.” A few wires applauded his statement.
“Nonsense.”
“Mr Dominion,” Kame pointed at the screen of his television (that was being used as a PC monitor currently), “with all due respect but what does ‘fatal error’ mean?”
“Hmm… ‘an error that may result in death’?” he replied nonchalantly, “why do you ask?”
“Because the damn screen says so!” Kame jerked his thumb towards the TV, “What’s wrong?!”
The Dominion frowned, touched one of the green wires protruding from the equipment and punched the floor in sudden anger. “SON OF A BITCH!!!” he swore, much to Kame’s surprise. “There was a piggyback virus on us the entire time… it hopped off at ‘memory reset’ and brought back every scary thing that ever happened in Taguchi Junnosuke’s life to do with Tatsuya DAMMIT!!!”
“…Calm down sir,” Jin was half asleep by now, “Ukkun’s probably never done anything malicious to Taguchi…”
The Dominion raised an eyebrow. “Yeeeah. Right.”
Tatsuya waved his hand in front of Junno’s face like he was extra-terrestrial life. Black irises followed the moving object left, right and center.
“Jun….no?...” Tatsuya peered closer and for a second, their eyes connected.
Then there came a terrible shriek.
“G-get away from me!!” Junno’s eyes widened in fear as he scrambled backwards, never taking his eyes off Tatsuya. His expression almost screamed bloody murder. Somewhere in his mind, he knew. This man had run him over with a car, threw him in the boot to die and when that failed, stalked him to school and pushed him into the Sanshiro Pond. This man reeked of bloodlust. Junno was sure he’d killed several people before… Perhaps with a fork? Yes, the same man who had red, furious eyes was covered in blood and had tried to kill him once in a place he couldn’t quite remember. All the images fused together in a warped sequence and Junno could almost smell the bloodiness in front of him.
“Jun-
“GET AWAY!!!” his voice strained under fear. It was an unfounded fear, but prevailed nonetheless.
Back at Kame’s house, the Dominion was nearly passed out on the ground due to frustration. The idol and Jin watched, mouths gaping, at the television in front of them as the world’s most dramatic soap opera played out in real time.
“So what now?” Kame asked, dumbfounded, “Junno can see him but he’s scared as shit! I thought you had SKILL?!”
“Oh shut up and make me a sandwich…” the Dominion scowled and pulled a face, “it’s my magic, remember? Not me.”
A.N. *bricked* Hey hey hey at least Junno can see Tatsuya now? O.o
Okay I know. For such a long time away, this probably wasn't as long as you would havce liked. But considering my mid-terms are next week, i've done okay :P So what do you think? The story is nearing its climax.... *dun dun dun dun*