[Pin] everything (it's you); part I
Title: everything (it's you)
Pairing: Akanishi Jin/Yamashita Tomohisa
Rating: NC-17
Words: 12800
Summary: AU Pin love story in which Yamapi is a girl. I just cannot write a decent summary for this work, so I'll just hope that people read it and recommend it to their friends who are turned off by lack of a summary, haha. Yamapi is a girl, but she's still Jin's best friend all the same.
Notes: This fic is named for the Mr.Children song, which was introduced to me at the end of swellinthesun's Timepiece (also Pin). It was the song I played over and over while writing this. Also, a warning for het!sex. Please enjoy ne~
everything (it's you)
“I hate it when you tell people that,” Jin mumbles, but he doesn’t really mean it.
“I did, though! I still think that you thought you were much cooler than you were. Who’s cool in junior high, really?” Pi yawns, a complete turnaround from her challenging tone, and Jin reaches over from his corner of the couch to rub her shoulder comfortingly.
“You were up early this morning working, right?” Jin asks. “It’s not a bad idea to take a nap right now. I’ll wake you up when my mom’s done making dinner.”
Pi nods at him with a slow smile before closing her eyes and resting her head on his shoulder. Jin lowers the volume of the television before turning his head to watch his friend rest. He follows the straight line of her nose to slightly parted pink lips, down to the curve of her breast, rising and falling with slow breaths. He feels those breaths and her warmth at his side, and not for the first time he thinks that the hardest part about having a beautiful best friend is that he can’t help falling for her.
-
They meet when they’re in junior high. In Jin’s second year, he thinks of himself as mature and that the breadth of things he can do himself has surely expanded. He takes to saving up his allowance to eat at ramen stalls after school with Ryo-chan, and he starts walking to see how far away he can get before his mother catches him and gives him yet another annoying lecture. On maybe his third walk, he stops by the park.
It’s an overcast day, enough so that the park is nearly empty. It’s a weird atmosphere, different from what Jin’s used to, but he kind of likes it all quiet like this, like the park was reserved just for him today. There’s a couple that Jin chooses to ignore, high school kids who look like they might start kissing any second (Jin makes a face). There’s that couple, and a lone girl sitting a swing. Not swinging, just rocking back and forth a little, head down. She’s wearing the uniform from Jin’s school, so he goes over to bother her a little.
“Hey,” he says from behind her, giving her a little push on the shoulder, and she topples right off the swing, which hits her in the back. She swivels around, glaring at Jin with a fierce look in her eyes, making Jin take a step back not only because her glare is really intimidating, but because her face is blotchy like she’s been crying.
“Sorry,” Jin squeaks, “I didn’t. Uh, I didn’t mean to push you so hard, I just. Sorry.”
“What do you want,” the girl says, dropping her gaze and hastily rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. She gets sand into her hair, long and black, and Jin can’t stop staring. He’s never seen a girl cry like this before, only seen them cry over stupid things like when Ryo-chan kidnapped a girl’s teddy bear in the third grade and drew on it with magic marker. The blue ink came out quite easily, but the girl’s annoying, high pitched wails assured Jin that Ryo would never do such a silly thing again.
It takes Jin a moment to realize that the girl is still waiting for an answer. “Uh, we go to the same school, right? I’m Akanishi Jin.”
“Yamashita Tomoko,” the girl replies, standing up. “I’m a first year.”
Jin tilts his head; there’s something familiar about that name even though he’s never met this girl before. “Ah! You’re ‘Tomopi’, aren’t you? Takki-kun said something about a first year girl.”
“Don’t call me that,” she blushes, sitting back down on the swing so that she faces Jin this time. Jin laughs, taking a seat on the swing next to her. He’d thought it was a weird nickname for a girl, maybe even stupid, but once he matches the name to a face, it’s strangely fitting. Especially with her face blushing pink like that.
“Hey,” he says, because he’s a boy and he’s curious. “Why were you crying?”
She breathes out, looking straight ahead. “My dad,” she says quietly.
“Huh?” Jin says, with all the eloquence of a twelve-year-old boy.
She shakes her head. “There are some things that girls have to keep to themselves,” she tells him, but she’s looking at him and smiling when she says it.
Jin nods dumbly, wondering if all girls seem this grown up, or if it’s just Yamashita-san.
-
The first time he feels…something is when he gets into high school.
“Is anything going to change?” Pi asks, blunt with her feelings the way Jin can’t ever be.
“No,” Jin says, squirming away as Pi reaches out to swipe his collarbone when she doesn’t get an answer. “Of course not. We never hung out that much in school, anyway, right? We still live this close to each other; you can come over for dinner anytime, same as always. In fact, I was going to ask you if you wanted to come over tonight with Ryo-chan and Yuu-kun.”
Pi’s eyes light up. “Yes! I want to eat your mom’s cooking!”
Jin rolls his eyes, smiling. For a girl, Pi is pretty predictable.
He pokes his head in the kitchen when he hears Pi greeting his mother, who coos over her as usual. “Have you been eating okay at home? I know your mom’s busy working, is she doing okay too?” She assures his mother that they’re all doing fine, tells her baby-sitting Rina isn’t hard, small chitchat until Jin catches her eye and she smiles at him.
“Ah, I should back to preparing dinner,” Jin’s mother frets. “You go in the other room and play some games with those boys, okay?”
“I’ll do that,” Pi agrees, as Jin ushers her into where Yuu and Ryo are finishing a race. Ryo looks up at Pi for a second, losing his concentration, and Yuu shoots past him for the win. “Good evening,” Pi says, plugging in a game controller and settling down next to Ryo on the couch.
“Hey,” Ryo says in his special lazy voice that he’s been practicing on girls lately, and it’s enough to make Jin look over and give Ryo a look.
“You ready to go down again?” Pi replies, a challenge, picking her character obliviously. It makes Jin laugh, reminding him of the time he introduced Pi to Ryo. “I’m Yamashita Tomoko. Do you play Dragonball, too?” she’d said, eyeballing Ryo. She’s still taller than Ryo-chan is, and Jin snorts just thinking about how funny his friends are. Ryo glares, and Jin fakes a cough.
After dinner, Ryo and Yuu leave first because they live farther away, and Pi says she wants to see Jin’s high school uniform. He takes her into his room, pulling out the navy blue blazer and pants, all new and pressed along with a white shirt and striped tie.
“Put on the jacket, I want to see,” Pi requests, but when he does, she looks sad.
“What?” he asks, unnerved. Pi always sees things he doesn’t.
“It suits you,” she tells him. “You’re really growing up, ne.”
His face softens. They’ve really grown close over nearly two years, not just Jin and Pi, but also Ryo-chan and Yuu-kun. To Pi, it probably feels like they’re going farther away than they really are. “Yuu-kun isn’t leaving just yet,” he reminds her. “You’re in the same grade, after all.”
“Yeah,” she says, brightening. “And next year I’ll be applying to the same high school, you know!”
Jin laughs. “Well, of course. Almost everyone from our school will be since they’re in the same area.”
Pi pushes her lip into a pout, huffing, “Look, I was just saying.” There’s a break in the conversation and Pi’s mix of sadness and exasperation makes Jin want to hug her, so he does. She hugs him back, all warm and soft until Jin’s clock catches her eye, and she pushes him away slightly. “I have to go home,” she says, all big eyes.
Jin stands awkwardly at the door, watching Pi put on her jacket and shoes until his mother elbows him, hissing, “Take her home; it’s dark!”
Riding side by side with Pi, they’re comfortable in their silence. Pedaling his shiny bicycle, Jin thinks that even though she’s a girl, Pi is still one of his best friends.
-
“Jin,” his mother calls, knocking on his door briefly before opening it. Jin blushes. He’d just been lying on his bed listening to music, but the other day he’d been looking at a porn magazine with a hand down his pants. He thanks God that his mother hadn’t done this that day, losing himself in his thoughts enough that he doesn’t hear her repeating his name.
“Jin,” she says for the third time, and he squeaks a reply before she holds up a pink shirt. “Do you think Tomo-chan would like this? I saw it on sale and I thought of her, ne.”
Jin sits up, eyeing his mother strangely. “I guess so? Mom, when have I ever known anything about girls’ clothes?”
She scowls at him. “I was just wondering why I haven’t seen her so long.”
He rubs his eyes. “I should call her. I’ve just been busy with the soccer club and all.”
“Tell her to come over sometime,” his mother says happily. “Tell her I’ll make her something tasty, okay?”
“Okay,” he says, reaching for his phone as she closes his door.
She’s happy to hear his voice, and he’s thrilled to hear hers, though he doesn’t tell her that out loud. She asks him about the club, and he’s proud to say that he’s working hard and hopes he’ll be picked to play in the first game a week or two from now. She tells him that he’ll definitely get picked if he’s working that hard, and he asks her to come and watch if he is.
They talk about some of the teachers they’ve both had lessons from, and they talk about food. Pi’s mother made mabodofu last night, and she’s still pleased. He asks her what she’s been up to lately, and to his surprise, she tells him that she’s been spending time with a boy from another class, but the same grade. “Ikuta Toma,” she tells him, and he vaguely remembers a boy with kind of a weird nose, who was always smiling. He doesn’t feel happy as she tells him how they’ve gone to see a movie and gone to eat cake and how they talk a lot and it’s fun. But if anything, at least Ikuta isn’t a bad guy. A guy who smiles often would probably be a good match for Pi, who normally doesn’t smile much, probably an aftereffect from the trouble her family had faced when her dad left. He wonders if Ikuta knows about that, but it’s none of his business, really.
They shift topics away from Pi’s relationships and talk more easily, and an hour and half passes before Jin realizes. “I have to go do my homework,” he says apologetically, and Pi is understanding as always. “Come over sometime for dinner, okay? My mom wants to see you, too.”
-
Pi and Ikuta’s relationship continues until the school year ends. “Why?” Jin asks, curious.
“He’s a good guy,” Pi explains, pausing the video game they’re playing. “I like him; I like spending time with him. I don’t want to lose that friendship, but when you’re dating, there’s always that chance, ne?”
At these words, Jin’s initial confusion is replaced by an unsettling feeling in his stomach that he can’t understand. Pi unpauses the game, and he loses.
He’s never felt like that, not wanting to date someone that he likes. Sometimes Pi seems too complicated for him, girly and boyish at the same time. He wouldn’t change anything about her though, a thought that reverberates when he goes on dates with girls from high school. Sometimes he just thinks that spending time with Pi would be a much better use of his time than paying for coffee for a girl who might have a pretty face and nice body, but makes boring conversation. The silences he has with those girls are all awkward and uneasy, nothing like the comfortable quiet he has with Pi.
It’ll just take time to find the right girl, he tells himself. He has time, of course, and he doesn’t have to go laying into every one he sees like Ryo-chan seems to do. Although, there’s nothing wrong with playing around a little.
-
Everyone really is growing up, Jin thinks. Pi gets into high school and the uniform blazer suits her, Jin observes as they go to school together. Ryo-chan has grown a lot taller, too, although they all have a long way to go to reach Yuu-kun’s height.
When he looks at himself in the mirror, Jin thinks he’s a pretty good-looking guy. Compared to his pictures from junior high, he’s a lot less awkward, and soccer has helped tone his body a lot. He’s doing pretty well in the club, playing in all the games, but another department he’s doing well in is girls. He grins, just thinking about it. He’s pretty popular with the girls, even has his own little fan club to cheer him on at games. He never wants to think of himself as egotistical (his friends would keep him from getting that way for sure, he knows), but he kind of loves it.
The first time a girl asks him out during his second year of high school is weird because she asks him about Pi. “You’re not going out with Yamashita, are you?”
“Tomoko?” he clarifies, the syllables strange in his mouth. “No way, she’s my close friend. We live close, so we come to school together.”
“Okay,” the girl says, sounding relieved. “You were really good in the last soccer game. Want to go to karaoke sometime?”
“Absolutely,” Jin grins. After that, no one questions his relationship with Pi.
-
Close to the end of that school year, Jin makes plans to go out with his classmate Emi and some of her friends. When he gets to the karaoke bar, there are about ten people in their group, and he’s surprised to see Pi there, standing close to Ikuta Toma as he’s in the middle of telling her a funny story. She laughs out loud with a hand over her mouth, and when she looks to the side, her eyes widen in surprise as she meets Jin’s gaze. She excuses herself to Toma and she and Jin make their way toward each other.
“Hey,” he smiles.
“I didn’t know you were going to be here,” she smiles back, reaching out and squeezing his hand briefly.
When they get into the karaoke room, Pi is still talking to Toma so Jin enters a Southern All-Stars song for her and chooses Kinki Kids for himself because he feels like it. When he goes to karaoke with people he’s not particularly close to, he makes sure someone goes before him because he’s knows he’s a pretty decent singer. He loves singing, but he doesn’t want to intimidate anyone. That kind of consideration, he might have learned it from Pi.
Southern’s Tsunami comes up on the screen and Pi sits up a little straighter because she loves this song. Jin hands her the microphone, and she smiles. It’s a bit of a sad song, but she’d told him that she likes songs that make her feel. It makes Jin feel, too - Pi is more of a mediocre singer, but Jin has always liked hearing her sing. Something about her voice, he assumes.
He sings Ai no Katamari, belts it out because that’s how you sing those kinds of songs. “Wow,” Emi breathes once he’s done, “You could have been in Johnny’s too, Jin-kun.”
“I could have done a lot of things, but I’m here sitting next to you right now,” Jin winks.
Emi wants to go out again. She’s hot and she’s good to talk to, so Jin readily agrees. If he has to name one bad thing about her, it’d be that she wears a little too much makeup, but that’s not a big deal to him.
She ends up being his first, though, and Jin didn’t expect that. One of their more daring classmates throws a party with his parents out of town, and they get their hands on a few cans of beer. Loosened up, they dance pretty dirty in that dark room. Jin holds Emi’s hips as she grinds against him, and he’s reminded that she’s in dance club with Pi. He’s come to their performances and enjoyed them, but having Emi dance this fiercely, this close to him, it’s a different feeling entirely.
“Emi-chan,” he whispers in her ear, leaning close. “Want to get out of here?”
She nods, hands gripping his shoulders a little harder, probably just as caught up in the moment as he is. He kisses her slowly until she’s pushing her tongue into his mouth, and that’s his signal to get them out of the house and into a love hotel.
They’re kissing again once the door is closed, Jin pressing her up against it with one hand on her small shoulder and the other on her waist. He’s kissed a few other girls; thinks he’s figured out what they like. He slips his hand under her fitted shirt to cup her left breast on the outside of her bra, and she makes a pleased noise into his mouth when he starts to massage it. Her hands are fisted in the back of his shirt, and he’s suddenly aware that she’s trying to get it off him. He takes off her shirt before taking off his own, and she presses close to him, skin on skin, hands working at the fly of his jeans as Jin fumbles with the clasp of her bra.
Jin doesn’t really know how to touch girls if it’s anything more than kissing; just knows what feels good. They somehow maneuver themselves over to the big bed, all clean and waiting for them, and he pushes her down a little harder than intended, but she doesn’t seem to mind. She takes off her skirt, eyes meeting his like she’s performing. Jin groans, pulling the condom they’d bought on the way here out of his pocket before shucking off the rest of his clothes. He leans over the bed - the rest he can figure out from here.
Akanishi Jin loses his virginity to Motomiya Emi at sixteen-and-a-half years old.
-
“And then Jin finally became a man,” Ryo smirks, holding up his can of beer in a toast. It’s that summer that they start drinking recreationally, when Jin is seventeen.
“Finally?” Jin repeats with a roll of his eyes. “You say it like you’re a sex expert at the tender age of sixteen.”
“Okay, okay,” Ryo says sheepishly. “I only did it once, but it was fucking good.”
“Yeah?” Jin inquires. “I didn’t know that it was good to, you know, put your hand on her down there until afterwards, but she seemed like she got off pretty good.”
“It was your first time,” Ryo says dismissively. “You probably wouldn’t have remembered anyway. It’s too fucking good; who can think like that? Maybe you’ll remember next time.” What he says makes sense, but Jin thinks Ryo is just writing it off because he hadn’t thought of it either.
“Anyway,” Ryo continues between sips of his beer. “We’ve got time. All these girls waiting for us? There’s so much shit to try, I’ve read about it. The first girl that rides me, I’ll…I’ll be good to her,” he finishes lamely.
“You’re so dirty,” Jin laughs. Ryo-chan can talk pretty filthy, but it’s one thing that makes him so fun.
-
Jin and Emi break up when fall comes, mutual because they’ve had a lot of fun (and blowjobs, Jin thinks, he’ll miss those), but they both want to see other people. Jin kind of hates the thought of being tied down, and well, he never got the feeling that Emi was really serious either. He’s glad for that, though; he hopes he’ll never be in a messy breakup. All those emotions strewn everywhere, he definitely doesn’t need that. Yuu-kun told him about how some girl had gone ballistic on him after seeing him with another girl, screaming at him and slapping him. Poor Yuu never even knew that the girl thought they were exclusive because they’d never talked about it.
“She could reach up to slap you?” Jin asks, half incredulous, half joking. It’d been such a short affair, Jin had never met the girl.
“I like tall girls,” Yuu laughs.
-
Pi starts working as early as she can because she has the need to help out her family financially. At sixteen, she gets a job serving in a restaurant, a family-owned ramen shop. Jin loves ramen and spending time with Pi, so he tries to come in when he can. Koyama-san, a woman a few years older than Pi’s mother, is the owner and usually greets him at the door. She’s especially friendly to Jin and Pi because she has a son Jin’s age, named Keiichiro. He’s a nice boy with slightly clumsy mannerisms, and Jin is glad that Pi has friendly coworkers that won’t sexually harass her or anything.
Jin ends up looking for a job too, because he’s been dreaming of buying a car for some time now. He probably couldn’t handle it last year, but he’s a little more mature now. He’s able to get hired in a coffee shop, where Ryo and Yuu and Pi all come to visit sometimes. Ryo-chan keeps asking for free coffee, and Jin refuses more times than he can count because he’s terrified of losing his job and because Ryo’s family is pretty loaded anyway. They live in a six-bedroom house right at the end of the school district, so he’s the last person that needs free coffee.
Sometime during the middle of that year, Jin’s sitting at a table in the Koyama shop eating his bowl of ramen, watching Pi bustle around the shop making sure their guests are happy, ducking behind the bar to get people their drinks. That’s something Pi really likes, Jin muses, making people happy. It’s something he sees in her dancing, too; she could have been an entertainer. He smiles to himself, thinking about it. He could have been a singer, and she would have danced for him. Sharing the same stage, there’s a nice feeling to that.
“What are you smiling about,” Pi asks, coming out of nowhere to refill his water.
“How we could have been a dream team,” Jin laughs. “I could be a big singer and you could dance for me. Except I’m pretty good at dancing myself, so maybe I wouldn’t need you after all.”
She pokes him in the collarbone with a good-natured click of her tongue, eliciting a little yelp from him before she turns away to clear dishes off of a nearby table. He watches her make her way to the doorway to the kitchen, hands full with dishes, when she slips, eyes wide. Jin scrambles to his feet instinctually, almost knocking over his freshly refilled water in the process, but Koyama - the younger one, Keiichiro - is faster from where he is at the bar, gripping Pi’s arm and hip gently but surely so she doesn’t fall over.
“Careful, Tomoko-chan,” he says worriedly, bending down to inspect the ground. “Ah, there’s water here, I’ll clean it up right away.”
Jin exhales at the same time Pi thanks him, but he misses her turn around again and give Koyama a grateful look.
-
Jin’s pretty good at guitar, too. He started learning from Ryo-chan a long time ago, playing on Ryo’s guitar, singing songs together. Ryo could have been an entertainer too, he thinks, and even Yuu, who’s a pretty decent singer. Jin thinks about how life would be if Pi was a better singer and if Yuu could play the drums. They’d have a pretty cool band on their hands.
He received his own guitar on his birthday last year, a nice one from his parents. Pi comes over and listens to him play a lot that year, sings along with him and learns a bit for herself. They have to take a break from guitar sessions when it’s time for Jin to study for college entrance exams, though. Time flies by quickly and he’s already in his third and last year of high school. He already knows which school he wants to get in most, in the English department, but he makes plans to apply to other schools just in case.
Jin’s mother makes him go to cram school, and he feels bad that she’s spending the money on him, so he does his best. It takes time out of his life, but it’s not too bad, especially when he catches the pretty girl sitting on his left making eyes at him.
“Akanishi Jin,” he introduces himself when they’re dismissed.
“Nishiyama Maki,” she returns. “Which university are you aiming for?”
Whirlwind romance; that’s the only way Jin can describe what he has with Maki. They’re aiming for a couple of the same universities, so they often find themselves meeting up and studying together. They also end up making out on study breaks, but to Jin’s surprise, they get a lot done. He feels pretty prepared for exams, if he’s completely honest with himself.
A little bit of that confidence might come from the sex, though. The sex they have is “fucking good”, in Ryo’s words. Maki is hot with her fashionable clothes on and hotter without. She’s different from girls Jin has dated in that she’s a lot more dominant in bed, less apt to lie back and let Jin do all the work. It’s a change that Jin welcomes, because he gets to do less work and he’s lazy like that, and because Maki is so good in that she always knows exactly what she’s doing. She sucks him off like she doesn’t want to be anywhere but clamped onto his dick; lets him run his fingers through her hair, feeling like a king. Pleasure doesn’t come for free though, and in exchange, he learns how to give good oral, too.
She’s kind of a bitch, he’s not going to lie. She’s a bit of a princess, has a whiny side, but Jin doesn’t mind because it’s the first time he’s been exclusive. He knows he has to make sacrifices, and it’s pretty good to know that he’s the only guy fucking her.
“Entrance exams are coming soon, right?” Pi asks.
“Yeah,” Jin says into the phone. He suddenly feels bad, he hasn’t seen Pi in a while; busy juggling work, cram school, and Maki.
“Cram school is going okay?”
“Yeah,” Jin says again, before realizing that he’s not exactly making good conversation himself. “Sorry, I’ve just been pretty busy. How’s everything on your end?”
“Good,” Pi says. “I heard you got yourself a nice girlfriend.”
“Maki, she’s great,” Jin says, smiling.
“I’m glad,” Pi says sincerely. “Are you coming to the last show of the year? I’m in a couple of dances. It’s after your exams, so.”
“I’ll be there,” Jin assures her. “You’re my best friend, after all.”
Pi, to Jin, on what might be the most important day of his life.
Good luck on your exam today! ^^
He shuts off his phone, takes a deep breath, and walks into the examination room, taking a seat near the back. Maki looks back at him from her place near the front, a smile on her face, and Jin smiles back. They’ve studied hard. They’ll surely defeat this test.
Pi is actually in more than a couple of the dances, like she had said. Jin’s eyes are drawn to her whenever she’s on stage, moving perfectly with the music. She has a solo in one of the pieces, and Jin claps so hard his hands hurt, smile splitting his face with pride. He looks around during a break, wondering if Ryo-chan came or if he’s in Osaka this weekend, and he’s surprised to see Koyama Keiichiro in the audience.
“Hey,” he says, approaching Koyama once all the performers have taken their bows and the curtain has closed. Koyama looks surprised; Jin thinks he shouldn’t be. “What are you doing here?” Jin asks.
“Ah, Tomo-chan asked me to come,” Koyama says, slightly flustered. “Since it’s her last show and all.”
“Oh,” Jin says, belatedly wondering when Tomoko-chan became shortened to Tomo-chan.
The dancers start coming out into the audience, and Jin shifts his attention away from Koyama to look for Pi. She comes out, face flushed and bright, a little sweaty, but glowing. Jin smiles and waves, wrapping her up in a big hug, never minding a little sweat. “Thank you for coming,” she says, elated.
“Your solo was so good,” he tells her, and she grins, a rare kind of smile that only results from performance.
“Kei-kun!” she exclaims suddenly, dropping out of Jin’s embrace. Jin watches Koyama smile shyly at her, producing a wrapped flower from behind his back. “For you,” he says needlessly, and Pi blushes, taking it from him and holding it up to her nose. “Thank you,” she says. “I’m glad you came; I wasn’t sure if it was your kind of thing.”
“It was fun,” Koyama says, blushing, too. “You were really good.” She gives him a hug without warning, and to Jin’s amusement, his face turns even pinker.
“I’m going to change,” she announces, heading backstage, clutching her flower. A lot of girls get flowers after these shows, Jin thinks, but the thought has never crossed his mind to give any to Pi.
“Do you like her?” Jin asks, hit with realization, and Koyama sputters incoherently just as Jin’s cell phone rings. “Excuse me,” he says, turning away.
“Maki?”
“Come over, Jin,” she says in her bedroom voice. “I’m lying here on my bed, thinking about you. I just got out of the shower, and I have some free time.”
Jin groans. “Sorry, Maki, I’m at my best friend’s show right now. If I weren’t I’d be over there in a heartbeat.”
“Oh,” Maki says, deflated. “That’s okay.”
“Sorry,” Jin apologizes again.
“No really, it’s okay,” Maki repeats. “Friends are important too. I don’t want to monopolize you. I’m not into clingy guys, you know.”
“Thanks,” Jin says, smiling. “Are you free tomorrow, though? I read about something we could try,” he adds quietly, dirty.
“I’m free, but I have my own ideas about what I’d like to do to you,” Maki says, nonchalantly sexy.
He hangs up and turns around, and Koyama is looking at him, nervous. Like he’s building up the courage to say something. “Yeah?” Jin prompts, unnerved.
“You’re not with Tomo-chan, are you?” Koyama asks, and Jin is floored.
“No, we’re definitely not. We’re best friends. And I was just talking to my girlfriend,” he taps his phone as put it back in his pocket.
“Oh, good,” Koyama breathes, sounding relieved. “Then, you don’t mind if I take her out tonight, do you?”
Jin stares. “We always go out after her shows,” he says, a little stiffly.
Koyama’s face falls, just as Pi comes back out in normal clothes, bag in hand.
“Well,” Koyama says forlornly, “I’ll see you at the shop tomorrow, Tomo-chan.”
“Oh,” she says, somewhat flustered. “Okay. Thanks again for coming, I really appreciate it.”
“Otsukaresama desu,” he says, walking away with a wave of his hand. Pi watches his retreating back until Jin pokes her, and she squeaks.
“So, what do you want to eat?” he asks.
“Curry!” she grins.
The next day, as soon as Jin lets himself into Maki’s place, he finds himself pressed against the wall with lips softly sucking along his neck and a hand firmly palming his crotch. He groans Maki’s name, letting his head fall to the side to give her more access to his neck, reaching down to squeeze her ass with both hands. She takes advantage of this position to wrap her legs around Jin’s waist, arms around his shoulders. “Bedroom,” she commands, and he obediently takes her there.
Once they’re through the doorway, Maki lets herself down from Jin’s grasp, pushing him into a chair conveniently facing the bed. “You just sit there and watch,” she says coyly, and Jin can barely contain himself; he gets so horny when she gets kinky like this.
She starts stripping for him on the bed, slow and sensual, playing with her breasts once her bra is cast to the side, tilting her head to the side and moaning loudly. She gets on her knees, unfastening the fly of her shorts. “This is what you passed up last night,” she says teasingly, pulling the shorts off slowly, followed by her thong. She spreads her legs and leans forward; looking at Jin slouched in the chair, absentmindedly palming his cock through his pants as he watches. “Okay,” she breathes. “You can touch me now.”
Jin rids himself of his clothing as fast as he can, but once he gets close enough, Maki pushes him down forcefully on the bed. She kisses the tip of his cock as she strokes it with her hand, making sure he’s nice and hard before she rolls a condom on him, straddles him, and eases herself down on him. Her long moan complements his strained groan, and he rolls his hips beneath her once she’s all the way down.
“This is what you were thinking about yesterday?” Jin gasps as Maki begins pushing herself up and down. She murmurs an agreement, concentrating on her motions, and Jin takes a moment to admire the flat plane of her stomach as she works her abs. He starts rolling his hips up every time she comes down once she’s worked out her rhythm, until it feels like she’s moving too slowly. It’s then that he remembers where he needs to put his hand, and he slides his thumb between her legs, looking for that bundle of nerves that will set her off. She gasps and starts rocking her hips faster, and Jin smirks at her.
It’s still not enough, her riding him, because he has all this pent up energy after her striptease. He pushes her back, reversing their positions, and she smiles up at him lazily, hooking a leg around his waist so he can get in deeper. He fucks her hard, still rubbing her clit with his thumb, and she rocks with him, letting him drive deep into her. Her breath becomes erratic and Jin can tell she’s close, so he presses his lips against hers in a kiss until she breaks it to gasp for air as she comes, squeezing tight around him. He groans at the sensation, sweat rolling off his forehead as he continues to thrust, and she comes yet again, calling his name, squeezing so tight around him that he throws his head back with a yell and comes.
-
Jin passes the test into the university of his choice. Maki makes it into the same school, but it’s not her first pick, so she has a decision to make. But anything about Maki that has nothing to do with sex is irrelevant to Ryo, who invites Jin and Pi over to celebrate.
“But Ryo-chan is going to work in Osaka, ne?” Pi asks, a little sadly as they talk after dinner.
“That’s right,” he says. “Learning about my father’s company. I might go to university up there, too; I’m not sure yet. Anyway,” he stands, “this is about celebration. Since it’s almost summer, how about some watermelon?”
Jin and Pi grin. It’s barely spring, but they can’t say no to watermelon.
Pi takes a big bite and immediately makes a face. “Ryo-chan, this tastes…”
“Extra-special,” Ryo fills in.
“You spiked it!” Jin exclaims, intrigued. “How do you do that?”
“Cut a hole in it, take a bottle of liquor and let it run into the melon overnight,” Ryo explains. “The watermelon just drinks it up. It’s pretty easy, and the result turns out pretty good. I thought Pi might like it because she doesn’t come to our drinking sessions.”
“It’s kind of weird, but…” Pi shrugs, chewing away, like if she eats a little more, it’ll stop tasting funny.
“Atta girl,” Ryo says fondly. But after he’s eaten a few slices himself, he starts talking dirty as usual, asking Jin questions about Maki on topics that he never wants to mention in front of Pi or most girls. Jin has to chase him to his bedroom with a glass of water to get him to stop talking about Jin’s sex life.
Pi makes the mistake of eating the same amount of watermelon that she would have eaten had it not been spiked. She doesn’t stop talking when she’s drunk, almost the complete opposite of her usual quiet self, talking about everything under the sun and laughing. Jin holds his liquor best out of the three, so he gets her some water too, rubbing her back as she quiets down and drinks it.
“Jin,” she says quietly, setting down the empty glass.
“Hm?” he leans close to hear her, but talking doesn’t seem to be her intent. She slowly reaches up, placing her hand at the base of his head and pulling him close, closing her eyes and tilting her head.
He doesn’t even think about it before he closes his eyes and meets her halfway in a kiss.
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Pairing: Akanishi Jin/Yamashita Tomohisa
Rating: NC-17
Words: 12800
Summary: AU Pin love story in which Yamapi is a girl. I just cannot write a decent summary for this work, so I'll just hope that people read it and recommend it to their friends who are turned off by lack of a summary, haha. Yamapi is a girl, but she's still Jin's best friend all the same.
Notes: This fic is named for the Mr.Children song, which was introduced to me at the end of swellinthesun's Timepiece (also Pin). It was the song I played over and over while writing this. Also, a warning for het!sex. Please enjoy ne~
everything (it's you)
“I hate it when you tell people that,” Jin mumbles, but he doesn’t really mean it.
“I did, though! I still think that you thought you were much cooler than you were. Who’s cool in junior high, really?” Pi yawns, a complete turnaround from her challenging tone, and Jin reaches over from his corner of the couch to rub her shoulder comfortingly.
“You were up early this morning working, right?” Jin asks. “It’s not a bad idea to take a nap right now. I’ll wake you up when my mom’s done making dinner.”
Pi nods at him with a slow smile before closing her eyes and resting her head on his shoulder. Jin lowers the volume of the television before turning his head to watch his friend rest. He follows the straight line of her nose to slightly parted pink lips, down to the curve of her breast, rising and falling with slow breaths. He feels those breaths and her warmth at his side, and not for the first time he thinks that the hardest part about having a beautiful best friend is that he can’t help falling for her.
-
They meet when they’re in junior high. In Jin’s second year, he thinks of himself as mature and that the breadth of things he can do himself has surely expanded. He takes to saving up his allowance to eat at ramen stalls after school with Ryo-chan, and he starts walking to see how far away he can get before his mother catches him and gives him yet another annoying lecture. On maybe his third walk, he stops by the park.
It’s an overcast day, enough so that the park is nearly empty. It’s a weird atmosphere, different from what Jin’s used to, but he kind of likes it all quiet like this, like the park was reserved just for him today. There’s a couple that Jin chooses to ignore, high school kids who look like they might start kissing any second (Jin makes a face). There’s that couple, and a lone girl sitting a swing. Not swinging, just rocking back and forth a little, head down. She’s wearing the uniform from Jin’s school, so he goes over to bother her a little.
“Hey,” he says from behind her, giving her a little push on the shoulder, and she topples right off the swing, which hits her in the back. She swivels around, glaring at Jin with a fierce look in her eyes, making Jin take a step back not only because her glare is really intimidating, but because her face is blotchy like she’s been crying.
“Sorry,” Jin squeaks, “I didn’t. Uh, I didn’t mean to push you so hard, I just. Sorry.”
“What do you want,” the girl says, dropping her gaze and hastily rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. She gets sand into her hair, long and black, and Jin can’t stop staring. He’s never seen a girl cry like this before, only seen them cry over stupid things like when Ryo-chan kidnapped a girl’s teddy bear in the third grade and drew on it with magic marker. The blue ink came out quite easily, but the girl’s annoying, high pitched wails assured Jin that Ryo would never do such a silly thing again.
It takes Jin a moment to realize that the girl is still waiting for an answer. “Uh, we go to the same school, right? I’m Akanishi Jin.”
“Yamashita Tomoko,” the girl replies, standing up. “I’m a first year.”
Jin tilts his head; there’s something familiar about that name even though he’s never met this girl before. “Ah! You’re ‘Tomopi’, aren’t you? Takki-kun said something about a first year girl.”
“Don’t call me that,” she blushes, sitting back down on the swing so that she faces Jin this time. Jin laughs, taking a seat on the swing next to her. He’d thought it was a weird nickname for a girl, maybe even stupid, but once he matches the name to a face, it’s strangely fitting. Especially with her face blushing pink like that.
“Hey,” he says, because he’s a boy and he’s curious. “Why were you crying?”
She breathes out, looking straight ahead. “My dad,” she says quietly.
“Huh?” Jin says, with all the eloquence of a twelve-year-old boy.
She shakes her head. “There are some things that girls have to keep to themselves,” she tells him, but she’s looking at him and smiling when she says it.
Jin nods dumbly, wondering if all girls seem this grown up, or if it’s just Yamashita-san.
-
The first time he feels…something is when he gets into high school.
“Is anything going to change?” Pi asks, blunt with her feelings the way Jin can’t ever be.
“No,” Jin says, squirming away as Pi reaches out to swipe his collarbone when she doesn’t get an answer. “Of course not. We never hung out that much in school, anyway, right? We still live this close to each other; you can come over for dinner anytime, same as always. In fact, I was going to ask you if you wanted to come over tonight with Ryo-chan and Yuu-kun.”
Pi’s eyes light up. “Yes! I want to eat your mom’s cooking!”
Jin rolls his eyes, smiling. For a girl, Pi is pretty predictable.
He pokes his head in the kitchen when he hears Pi greeting his mother, who coos over her as usual. “Have you been eating okay at home? I know your mom’s busy working, is she doing okay too?” She assures his mother that they’re all doing fine, tells her baby-sitting Rina isn’t hard, small chitchat until Jin catches her eye and she smiles at him.
“Ah, I should back to preparing dinner,” Jin’s mother frets. “You go in the other room and play some games with those boys, okay?”
“I’ll do that,” Pi agrees, as Jin ushers her into where Yuu and Ryo are finishing a race. Ryo looks up at Pi for a second, losing his concentration, and Yuu shoots past him for the win. “Good evening,” Pi says, plugging in a game controller and settling down next to Ryo on the couch.
“Hey,” Ryo says in his special lazy voice that he’s been practicing on girls lately, and it’s enough to make Jin look over and give Ryo a look.
“You ready to go down again?” Pi replies, a challenge, picking her character obliviously. It makes Jin laugh, reminding him of the time he introduced Pi to Ryo. “I’m Yamashita Tomoko. Do you play Dragonball, too?” she’d said, eyeballing Ryo. She’s still taller than Ryo-chan is, and Jin snorts just thinking about how funny his friends are. Ryo glares, and Jin fakes a cough.
After dinner, Ryo and Yuu leave first because they live farther away, and Pi says she wants to see Jin’s high school uniform. He takes her into his room, pulling out the navy blue blazer and pants, all new and pressed along with a white shirt and striped tie.
“Put on the jacket, I want to see,” Pi requests, but when he does, she looks sad.
“What?” he asks, unnerved. Pi always sees things he doesn’t.
“It suits you,” she tells him. “You’re really growing up, ne.”
His face softens. They’ve really grown close over nearly two years, not just Jin and Pi, but also Ryo-chan and Yuu-kun. To Pi, it probably feels like they’re going farther away than they really are. “Yuu-kun isn’t leaving just yet,” he reminds her. “You’re in the same grade, after all.”
“Yeah,” she says, brightening. “And next year I’ll be applying to the same high school, you know!”
Jin laughs. “Well, of course. Almost everyone from our school will be since they’re in the same area.”
Pi pushes her lip into a pout, huffing, “Look, I was just saying.” There’s a break in the conversation and Pi’s mix of sadness and exasperation makes Jin want to hug her, so he does. She hugs him back, all warm and soft until Jin’s clock catches her eye, and she pushes him away slightly. “I have to go home,” she says, all big eyes.
Jin stands awkwardly at the door, watching Pi put on her jacket and shoes until his mother elbows him, hissing, “Take her home; it’s dark!”
Riding side by side with Pi, they’re comfortable in their silence. Pedaling his shiny bicycle, Jin thinks that even though she’s a girl, Pi is still one of his best friends.
-
“Jin,” his mother calls, knocking on his door briefly before opening it. Jin blushes. He’d just been lying on his bed listening to music, but the other day he’d been looking at a porn magazine with a hand down his pants. He thanks God that his mother hadn’t done this that day, losing himself in his thoughts enough that he doesn’t hear her repeating his name.
“Jin,” she says for the third time, and he squeaks a reply before she holds up a pink shirt. “Do you think Tomo-chan would like this? I saw it on sale and I thought of her, ne.”
Jin sits up, eyeing his mother strangely. “I guess so? Mom, when have I ever known anything about girls’ clothes?”
She scowls at him. “I was just wondering why I haven’t seen her so long.”
He rubs his eyes. “I should call her. I’ve just been busy with the soccer club and all.”
“Tell her to come over sometime,” his mother says happily. “Tell her I’ll make her something tasty, okay?”
“Okay,” he says, reaching for his phone as she closes his door.
She’s happy to hear his voice, and he’s thrilled to hear hers, though he doesn’t tell her that out loud. She asks him about the club, and he’s proud to say that he’s working hard and hopes he’ll be picked to play in the first game a week or two from now. She tells him that he’ll definitely get picked if he’s working that hard, and he asks her to come and watch if he is.
They talk about some of the teachers they’ve both had lessons from, and they talk about food. Pi’s mother made mabodofu last night, and she’s still pleased. He asks her what she’s been up to lately, and to his surprise, she tells him that she’s been spending time with a boy from another class, but the same grade. “Ikuta Toma,” she tells him, and he vaguely remembers a boy with kind of a weird nose, who was always smiling. He doesn’t feel happy as she tells him how they’ve gone to see a movie and gone to eat cake and how they talk a lot and it’s fun. But if anything, at least Ikuta isn’t a bad guy. A guy who smiles often would probably be a good match for Pi, who normally doesn’t smile much, probably an aftereffect from the trouble her family had faced when her dad left. He wonders if Ikuta knows about that, but it’s none of his business, really.
They shift topics away from Pi’s relationships and talk more easily, and an hour and half passes before Jin realizes. “I have to go do my homework,” he says apologetically, and Pi is understanding as always. “Come over sometime for dinner, okay? My mom wants to see you, too.”
-
Pi and Ikuta’s relationship continues until the school year ends. “Why?” Jin asks, curious.
“He’s a good guy,” Pi explains, pausing the video game they’re playing. “I like him; I like spending time with him. I don’t want to lose that friendship, but when you’re dating, there’s always that chance, ne?”
At these words, Jin’s initial confusion is replaced by an unsettling feeling in his stomach that he can’t understand. Pi unpauses the game, and he loses.
He’s never felt like that, not wanting to date someone that he likes. Sometimes Pi seems too complicated for him, girly and boyish at the same time. He wouldn’t change anything about her though, a thought that reverberates when he goes on dates with girls from high school. Sometimes he just thinks that spending time with Pi would be a much better use of his time than paying for coffee for a girl who might have a pretty face and nice body, but makes boring conversation. The silences he has with those girls are all awkward and uneasy, nothing like the comfortable quiet he has with Pi.
It’ll just take time to find the right girl, he tells himself. He has time, of course, and he doesn’t have to go laying into every one he sees like Ryo-chan seems to do. Although, there’s nothing wrong with playing around a little.
-
Everyone really is growing up, Jin thinks. Pi gets into high school and the uniform blazer suits her, Jin observes as they go to school together. Ryo-chan has grown a lot taller, too, although they all have a long way to go to reach Yuu-kun’s height.
When he looks at himself in the mirror, Jin thinks he’s a pretty good-looking guy. Compared to his pictures from junior high, he’s a lot less awkward, and soccer has helped tone his body a lot. He’s doing pretty well in the club, playing in all the games, but another department he’s doing well in is girls. He grins, just thinking about it. He’s pretty popular with the girls, even has his own little fan club to cheer him on at games. He never wants to think of himself as egotistical (his friends would keep him from getting that way for sure, he knows), but he kind of loves it.
The first time a girl asks him out during his second year of high school is weird because she asks him about Pi. “You’re not going out with Yamashita, are you?”
“Tomoko?” he clarifies, the syllables strange in his mouth. “No way, she’s my close friend. We live close, so we come to school together.”
“Okay,” the girl says, sounding relieved. “You were really good in the last soccer game. Want to go to karaoke sometime?”
“Absolutely,” Jin grins. After that, no one questions his relationship with Pi.
-
Close to the end of that school year, Jin makes plans to go out with his classmate Emi and some of her friends. When he gets to the karaoke bar, there are about ten people in their group, and he’s surprised to see Pi there, standing close to Ikuta Toma as he’s in the middle of telling her a funny story. She laughs out loud with a hand over her mouth, and when she looks to the side, her eyes widen in surprise as she meets Jin’s gaze. She excuses herself to Toma and she and Jin make their way toward each other.
“Hey,” he smiles.
“I didn’t know you were going to be here,” she smiles back, reaching out and squeezing his hand briefly.
When they get into the karaoke room, Pi is still talking to Toma so Jin enters a Southern All-Stars song for her and chooses Kinki Kids for himself because he feels like it. When he goes to karaoke with people he’s not particularly close to, he makes sure someone goes before him because he’s knows he’s a pretty decent singer. He loves singing, but he doesn’t want to intimidate anyone. That kind of consideration, he might have learned it from Pi.
Southern’s Tsunami comes up on the screen and Pi sits up a little straighter because she loves this song. Jin hands her the microphone, and she smiles. It’s a bit of a sad song, but she’d told him that she likes songs that make her feel. It makes Jin feel, too - Pi is more of a mediocre singer, but Jin has always liked hearing her sing. Something about her voice, he assumes.
He sings Ai no Katamari, belts it out because that’s how you sing those kinds of songs. “Wow,” Emi breathes once he’s done, “You could have been in Johnny’s too, Jin-kun.”
“I could have done a lot of things, but I’m here sitting next to you right now,” Jin winks.
Emi wants to go out again. She’s hot and she’s good to talk to, so Jin readily agrees. If he has to name one bad thing about her, it’d be that she wears a little too much makeup, but that’s not a big deal to him.
She ends up being his first, though, and Jin didn’t expect that. One of their more daring classmates throws a party with his parents out of town, and they get their hands on a few cans of beer. Loosened up, they dance pretty dirty in that dark room. Jin holds Emi’s hips as she grinds against him, and he’s reminded that she’s in dance club with Pi. He’s come to their performances and enjoyed them, but having Emi dance this fiercely, this close to him, it’s a different feeling entirely.
“Emi-chan,” he whispers in her ear, leaning close. “Want to get out of here?”
She nods, hands gripping his shoulders a little harder, probably just as caught up in the moment as he is. He kisses her slowly until she’s pushing her tongue into his mouth, and that’s his signal to get them out of the house and into a love hotel.
They’re kissing again once the door is closed, Jin pressing her up against it with one hand on her small shoulder and the other on her waist. He’s kissed a few other girls; thinks he’s figured out what they like. He slips his hand under her fitted shirt to cup her left breast on the outside of her bra, and she makes a pleased noise into his mouth when he starts to massage it. Her hands are fisted in the back of his shirt, and he’s suddenly aware that she’s trying to get it off him. He takes off her shirt before taking off his own, and she presses close to him, skin on skin, hands working at the fly of his jeans as Jin fumbles with the clasp of her bra.
Jin doesn’t really know how to touch girls if it’s anything more than kissing; just knows what feels good. They somehow maneuver themselves over to the big bed, all clean and waiting for them, and he pushes her down a little harder than intended, but she doesn’t seem to mind. She takes off her skirt, eyes meeting his like she’s performing. Jin groans, pulling the condom they’d bought on the way here out of his pocket before shucking off the rest of his clothes. He leans over the bed - the rest he can figure out from here.
Akanishi Jin loses his virginity to Motomiya Emi at sixteen-and-a-half years old.
-
“And then Jin finally became a man,” Ryo smirks, holding up his can of beer in a toast. It’s that summer that they start drinking recreationally, when Jin is seventeen.
“Finally?” Jin repeats with a roll of his eyes. “You say it like you’re a sex expert at the tender age of sixteen.”
“Okay, okay,” Ryo says sheepishly. “I only did it once, but it was fucking good.”
“Yeah?” Jin inquires. “I didn’t know that it was good to, you know, put your hand on her down there until afterwards, but she seemed like she got off pretty good.”
“It was your first time,” Ryo says dismissively. “You probably wouldn’t have remembered anyway. It’s too fucking good; who can think like that? Maybe you’ll remember next time.” What he says makes sense, but Jin thinks Ryo is just writing it off because he hadn’t thought of it either.
“Anyway,” Ryo continues between sips of his beer. “We’ve got time. All these girls waiting for us? There’s so much shit to try, I’ve read about it. The first girl that rides me, I’ll…I’ll be good to her,” he finishes lamely.
“You’re so dirty,” Jin laughs. Ryo-chan can talk pretty filthy, but it’s one thing that makes him so fun.
-
Jin and Emi break up when fall comes, mutual because they’ve had a lot of fun (and blowjobs, Jin thinks, he’ll miss those), but they both want to see other people. Jin kind of hates the thought of being tied down, and well, he never got the feeling that Emi was really serious either. He’s glad for that, though; he hopes he’ll never be in a messy breakup. All those emotions strewn everywhere, he definitely doesn’t need that. Yuu-kun told him about how some girl had gone ballistic on him after seeing him with another girl, screaming at him and slapping him. Poor Yuu never even knew that the girl thought they were exclusive because they’d never talked about it.
“She could reach up to slap you?” Jin asks, half incredulous, half joking. It’d been such a short affair, Jin had never met the girl.
“I like tall girls,” Yuu laughs.
-
Pi starts working as early as she can because she has the need to help out her family financially. At sixteen, she gets a job serving in a restaurant, a family-owned ramen shop. Jin loves ramen and spending time with Pi, so he tries to come in when he can. Koyama-san, a woman a few years older than Pi’s mother, is the owner and usually greets him at the door. She’s especially friendly to Jin and Pi because she has a son Jin’s age, named Keiichiro. He’s a nice boy with slightly clumsy mannerisms, and Jin is glad that Pi has friendly coworkers that won’t sexually harass her or anything.
Jin ends up looking for a job too, because he’s been dreaming of buying a car for some time now. He probably couldn’t handle it last year, but he’s a little more mature now. He’s able to get hired in a coffee shop, where Ryo and Yuu and Pi all come to visit sometimes. Ryo-chan keeps asking for free coffee, and Jin refuses more times than he can count because he’s terrified of losing his job and because Ryo’s family is pretty loaded anyway. They live in a six-bedroom house right at the end of the school district, so he’s the last person that needs free coffee.
Sometime during the middle of that year, Jin’s sitting at a table in the Koyama shop eating his bowl of ramen, watching Pi bustle around the shop making sure their guests are happy, ducking behind the bar to get people their drinks. That’s something Pi really likes, Jin muses, making people happy. It’s something he sees in her dancing, too; she could have been an entertainer. He smiles to himself, thinking about it. He could have been a singer, and she would have danced for him. Sharing the same stage, there’s a nice feeling to that.
“What are you smiling about,” Pi asks, coming out of nowhere to refill his water.
“How we could have been a dream team,” Jin laughs. “I could be a big singer and you could dance for me. Except I’m pretty good at dancing myself, so maybe I wouldn’t need you after all.”
She pokes him in the collarbone with a good-natured click of her tongue, eliciting a little yelp from him before she turns away to clear dishes off of a nearby table. He watches her make her way to the doorway to the kitchen, hands full with dishes, when she slips, eyes wide. Jin scrambles to his feet instinctually, almost knocking over his freshly refilled water in the process, but Koyama - the younger one, Keiichiro - is faster from where he is at the bar, gripping Pi’s arm and hip gently but surely so she doesn’t fall over.
“Careful, Tomoko-chan,” he says worriedly, bending down to inspect the ground. “Ah, there’s water here, I’ll clean it up right away.”
Jin exhales at the same time Pi thanks him, but he misses her turn around again and give Koyama a grateful look.
-
Jin’s pretty good at guitar, too. He started learning from Ryo-chan a long time ago, playing on Ryo’s guitar, singing songs together. Ryo could have been an entertainer too, he thinks, and even Yuu, who’s a pretty decent singer. Jin thinks about how life would be if Pi was a better singer and if Yuu could play the drums. They’d have a pretty cool band on their hands.
He received his own guitar on his birthday last year, a nice one from his parents. Pi comes over and listens to him play a lot that year, sings along with him and learns a bit for herself. They have to take a break from guitar sessions when it’s time for Jin to study for college entrance exams, though. Time flies by quickly and he’s already in his third and last year of high school. He already knows which school he wants to get in most, in the English department, but he makes plans to apply to other schools just in case.
Jin’s mother makes him go to cram school, and he feels bad that she’s spending the money on him, so he does his best. It takes time out of his life, but it’s not too bad, especially when he catches the pretty girl sitting on his left making eyes at him.
“Akanishi Jin,” he introduces himself when they’re dismissed.
“Nishiyama Maki,” she returns. “Which university are you aiming for?”
Whirlwind romance; that’s the only way Jin can describe what he has with Maki. They’re aiming for a couple of the same universities, so they often find themselves meeting up and studying together. They also end up making out on study breaks, but to Jin’s surprise, they get a lot done. He feels pretty prepared for exams, if he’s completely honest with himself.
A little bit of that confidence might come from the sex, though. The sex they have is “fucking good”, in Ryo’s words. Maki is hot with her fashionable clothes on and hotter without. She’s different from girls Jin has dated in that she’s a lot more dominant in bed, less apt to lie back and let Jin do all the work. It’s a change that Jin welcomes, because he gets to do less work and he’s lazy like that, and because Maki is so good in that she always knows exactly what she’s doing. She sucks him off like she doesn’t want to be anywhere but clamped onto his dick; lets him run his fingers through her hair, feeling like a king. Pleasure doesn’t come for free though, and in exchange, he learns how to give good oral, too.
She’s kind of a bitch, he’s not going to lie. She’s a bit of a princess, has a whiny side, but Jin doesn’t mind because it’s the first time he’s been exclusive. He knows he has to make sacrifices, and it’s pretty good to know that he’s the only guy fucking her.
“Entrance exams are coming soon, right?” Pi asks.
“Yeah,” Jin says into the phone. He suddenly feels bad, he hasn’t seen Pi in a while; busy juggling work, cram school, and Maki.
“Cram school is going okay?”
“Yeah,” Jin says again, before realizing that he’s not exactly making good conversation himself. “Sorry, I’ve just been pretty busy. How’s everything on your end?”
“Good,” Pi says. “I heard you got yourself a nice girlfriend.”
“Maki, she’s great,” Jin says, smiling.
“I’m glad,” Pi says sincerely. “Are you coming to the last show of the year? I’m in a couple of dances. It’s after your exams, so.”
“I’ll be there,” Jin assures her. “You’re my best friend, after all.”
Pi, to Jin, on what might be the most important day of his life.
Good luck on your exam today! ^^
He shuts off his phone, takes a deep breath, and walks into the examination room, taking a seat near the back. Maki looks back at him from her place near the front, a smile on her face, and Jin smiles back. They’ve studied hard. They’ll surely defeat this test.
Pi is actually in more than a couple of the dances, like she had said. Jin’s eyes are drawn to her whenever she’s on stage, moving perfectly with the music. She has a solo in one of the pieces, and Jin claps so hard his hands hurt, smile splitting his face with pride. He looks around during a break, wondering if Ryo-chan came or if he’s in Osaka this weekend, and he’s surprised to see Koyama Keiichiro in the audience.
“Hey,” he says, approaching Koyama once all the performers have taken their bows and the curtain has closed. Koyama looks surprised; Jin thinks he shouldn’t be. “What are you doing here?” Jin asks.
“Ah, Tomo-chan asked me to come,” Koyama says, slightly flustered. “Since it’s her last show and all.”
“Oh,” Jin says, belatedly wondering when Tomoko-chan became shortened to Tomo-chan.
The dancers start coming out into the audience, and Jin shifts his attention away from Koyama to look for Pi. She comes out, face flushed and bright, a little sweaty, but glowing. Jin smiles and waves, wrapping her up in a big hug, never minding a little sweat. “Thank you for coming,” she says, elated.
“Your solo was so good,” he tells her, and she grins, a rare kind of smile that only results from performance.
“Kei-kun!” she exclaims suddenly, dropping out of Jin’s embrace. Jin watches Koyama smile shyly at her, producing a wrapped flower from behind his back. “For you,” he says needlessly, and Pi blushes, taking it from him and holding it up to her nose. “Thank you,” she says. “I’m glad you came; I wasn’t sure if it was your kind of thing.”
“It was fun,” Koyama says, blushing, too. “You were really good.” She gives him a hug without warning, and to Jin’s amusement, his face turns even pinker.
“I’m going to change,” she announces, heading backstage, clutching her flower. A lot of girls get flowers after these shows, Jin thinks, but the thought has never crossed his mind to give any to Pi.
“Do you like her?” Jin asks, hit with realization, and Koyama sputters incoherently just as Jin’s cell phone rings. “Excuse me,” he says, turning away.
“Maki?”
“Come over, Jin,” she says in her bedroom voice. “I’m lying here on my bed, thinking about you. I just got out of the shower, and I have some free time.”
Jin groans. “Sorry, Maki, I’m at my best friend’s show right now. If I weren’t I’d be over there in a heartbeat.”
“Oh,” Maki says, deflated. “That’s okay.”
“Sorry,” Jin apologizes again.
“No really, it’s okay,” Maki repeats. “Friends are important too. I don’t want to monopolize you. I’m not into clingy guys, you know.”
“Thanks,” Jin says, smiling. “Are you free tomorrow, though? I read about something we could try,” he adds quietly, dirty.
“I’m free, but I have my own ideas about what I’d like to do to you,” Maki says, nonchalantly sexy.
He hangs up and turns around, and Koyama is looking at him, nervous. Like he’s building up the courage to say something. “Yeah?” Jin prompts, unnerved.
“You’re not with Tomo-chan, are you?” Koyama asks, and Jin is floored.
“No, we’re definitely not. We’re best friends. And I was just talking to my girlfriend,” he taps his phone as put it back in his pocket.
“Oh, good,” Koyama breathes, sounding relieved. “Then, you don’t mind if I take her out tonight, do you?”
Jin stares. “We always go out after her shows,” he says, a little stiffly.
Koyama’s face falls, just as Pi comes back out in normal clothes, bag in hand.
“Well,” Koyama says forlornly, “I’ll see you at the shop tomorrow, Tomo-chan.”
“Oh,” she says, somewhat flustered. “Okay. Thanks again for coming, I really appreciate it.”
“Otsukaresama desu,” he says, walking away with a wave of his hand. Pi watches his retreating back until Jin pokes her, and she squeaks.
“So, what do you want to eat?” he asks.
“Curry!” she grins.
The next day, as soon as Jin lets himself into Maki’s place, he finds himself pressed against the wall with lips softly sucking along his neck and a hand firmly palming his crotch. He groans Maki’s name, letting his head fall to the side to give her more access to his neck, reaching down to squeeze her ass with both hands. She takes advantage of this position to wrap her legs around Jin’s waist, arms around his shoulders. “Bedroom,” she commands, and he obediently takes her there.
Once they’re through the doorway, Maki lets herself down from Jin’s grasp, pushing him into a chair conveniently facing the bed. “You just sit there and watch,” she says coyly, and Jin can barely contain himself; he gets so horny when she gets kinky like this.
She starts stripping for him on the bed, slow and sensual, playing with her breasts once her bra is cast to the side, tilting her head to the side and moaning loudly. She gets on her knees, unfastening the fly of her shorts. “This is what you passed up last night,” she says teasingly, pulling the shorts off slowly, followed by her thong. She spreads her legs and leans forward; looking at Jin slouched in the chair, absentmindedly palming his cock through his pants as he watches. “Okay,” she breathes. “You can touch me now.”
Jin rids himself of his clothing as fast as he can, but once he gets close enough, Maki pushes him down forcefully on the bed. She kisses the tip of his cock as she strokes it with her hand, making sure he’s nice and hard before she rolls a condom on him, straddles him, and eases herself down on him. Her long moan complements his strained groan, and he rolls his hips beneath her once she’s all the way down.
“This is what you were thinking about yesterday?” Jin gasps as Maki begins pushing herself up and down. She murmurs an agreement, concentrating on her motions, and Jin takes a moment to admire the flat plane of her stomach as she works her abs. He starts rolling his hips up every time she comes down once she’s worked out her rhythm, until it feels like she’s moving too slowly. It’s then that he remembers where he needs to put his hand, and he slides his thumb between her legs, looking for that bundle of nerves that will set her off. She gasps and starts rocking her hips faster, and Jin smirks at her.
It’s still not enough, her riding him, because he has all this pent up energy after her striptease. He pushes her back, reversing their positions, and she smiles up at him lazily, hooking a leg around his waist so he can get in deeper. He fucks her hard, still rubbing her clit with his thumb, and she rocks with him, letting him drive deep into her. Her breath becomes erratic and Jin can tell she’s close, so he presses his lips against hers in a kiss until she breaks it to gasp for air as she comes, squeezing tight around him. He groans at the sensation, sweat rolling off his forehead as he continues to thrust, and she comes yet again, calling his name, squeezing so tight around him that he throws his head back with a yell and comes.
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Jin passes the test into the university of his choice. Maki makes it into the same school, but it’s not her first pick, so she has a decision to make. But anything about Maki that has nothing to do with sex is irrelevant to Ryo, who invites Jin and Pi over to celebrate.
“But Ryo-chan is going to work in Osaka, ne?” Pi asks, a little sadly as they talk after dinner.
“That’s right,” he says. “Learning about my father’s company. I might go to university up there, too; I’m not sure yet. Anyway,” he stands, “this is about celebration. Since it’s almost summer, how about some watermelon?”
Jin and Pi grin. It’s barely spring, but they can’t say no to watermelon.
Pi takes a big bite and immediately makes a face. “Ryo-chan, this tastes…”
“Extra-special,” Ryo fills in.
“You spiked it!” Jin exclaims, intrigued. “How do you do that?”
“Cut a hole in it, take a bottle of liquor and let it run into the melon overnight,” Ryo explains. “The watermelon just drinks it up. It’s pretty easy, and the result turns out pretty good. I thought Pi might like it because she doesn’t come to our drinking sessions.”
“It’s kind of weird, but…” Pi shrugs, chewing away, like if she eats a little more, it’ll stop tasting funny.
“Atta girl,” Ryo says fondly. But after he’s eaten a few slices himself, he starts talking dirty as usual, asking Jin questions about Maki on topics that he never wants to mention in front of Pi or most girls. Jin has to chase him to his bedroom with a glass of water to get him to stop talking about Jin’s sex life.
Pi makes the mistake of eating the same amount of watermelon that she would have eaten had it not been spiked. She doesn’t stop talking when she’s drunk, almost the complete opposite of her usual quiet self, talking about everything under the sun and laughing. Jin holds his liquor best out of the three, so he gets her some water too, rubbing her back as she quiets down and drinks it.
“Jin,” she says quietly, setting down the empty glass.
“Hm?” he leans close to hear her, but talking doesn’t seem to be her intent. She slowly reaches up, placing her hand at the base of his head and pulling him close, closing her eyes and tilting her head.
He doesn’t even think about it before he closes his eyes and meets her halfway in a kiss.
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