JE/NEWS- "Forming Support Groups is Helpful"
Title: Forming Support Groups is Helpful
Universe: JE/NewS
Theme/Topic: N/A
Rating: PG-15
Character/Pairing/s: NewS (sort-of TegoKoyaPi and sort-of RyoShige)
Warnings/Spoilers: OOC, stupid, CRACK. SO SO SO RANDOM.
Word Count: 2,170
Summary: The next installment of the series involving “The One Step Program” and “Taking the Edge off” and “The Ryo Method”- Koyama wants to quit too.
Dedication: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANN!
A/N: Hahaha I got back from work at 8:37 and it is now 9:30. CONSIDER THIS THE FASTEST LAST MINUTE BIRTHDAY FIC EVER. Or stand-in birthday fic, because I SWEAR TO GOD I will write you something better, Ann. I just wanted to get something up for you before the day was over. I’M SORRY THIS IS RETARDED AND RUSHED OK. ILU.
Disclaimer: No harm is meant by this!
“Shige!” Tegoshi whines loudly, looking disapproving when Shige plops down next to him on the couch with a lapful of law textbooks. Shige has just come back from his cigarette break outside (followed by his post-cigarette break in the bathroom down the hall with Ryo); Tegoshi knows because he can smell the results of both. “Shige, you should quit smoking too, ne,” he starts, “like Leader and Ryo-tan did.”
Shige glowers. “No.”
Tegoshi sniffs. “But it’s bad for you!” Pause. Scoot. “And stinky.”
Shige ignores him, because he’s had a rough day and now there are bruises on his hips in the shapes of fingers and a cut on the inside of his lip and he has a test tomorrow that he hasn’t been able to study for yet because of a full schedule consisting of PV filming and magazine shoots and radio show appearances.
But Tegoshi doesn’t seem to notice that Shige is stressed; Tegoshi obliviously continues to be a pest and pokes Shige in the ribs, trying a different approach this time. “It’s bad for other people too, you know.”
Koyama sees Shige starting to bristle from across the room and moves towards the couch to intervene, just as Shige turns to Tegoshi and snaps, “I don’t care if it’s bad for other people!”
“Tego-nyan,” Koyama begins nervously, “maybe you shouldn’t…”
But Tegoshi doesn’t hear him because Tegoshi is too busy looking absolutely horrified at Shige’s blatant disregard for something as precious and beautiful as human life (namely his). “Shige, you hurt the people around you more than you hurt yourself when you smoke, you know! Ryo-tan was reading me a whole list of side effects and stuff about it because he was looking it up to tell you. I think he’s worried about you!”
“How thoughtful of him,” Shige drawls, while Koyama freezes in his tracks when he hears the whole “hurting the people around you” part.
Koyama swallows and forgets about intervening completely. “E-eh?” he says, instead.
Tegoshi turns to him for help, big eyed and pouty. “It’s true, Kei-chan!” Tegoshi tells him. “When you smoke, each cigarette you have is supposed to take away five minutes of your life, ne. But at the same time, it’s worse for people who inhale it second-hand, so the people around you might get even more than five minutes taken off! Maybe seven!”
Koyama’s eyes get big, maybe almost big enough to match Tegoshi’s. “R-really?”
Tegoshi nods. “Un! Ryo-tan found it on the internet, ne.” He beams. “Ryo-tan says he doesn’t want to be responsible for any minutes of anyone else’s life that aren’t his own. Isn’t that very manly of him?”
“Test tomorrow!” Shige screams, and slams his books shut before getting up off the couch and stalking out of the room. “I hate you all and I need another cigarette.”
Tegoshi and Koyama both watch him go.
Silence.
Then, Tegoshi turns to Koyama, cocking his head sideways and smiling beatifically, like nothing strange just happened at all. “Ne, you should quit too, Kei-chan,” he chirps brightly, before going back to his psychology text book.
Koyama just stares.
“Seven minutes?” he asks, incredulously.
~~~~~
“Massu,” Koyama starts later that afternoon, while they are changing for their next TV recording, “Massu, should I quit smoking too?”
Massu blinks at him. “Sure,” he says, and then smiles. “It would be healthy, right?”
Koyama nods and looks resolute. “Right! It’s my responsibility to not hurt the people around me! I have to consider their health too!”
Massu gives him an odd look.
A beat.
Then, “Massu!” Koyama confesses, wringing his hands and suddenly looking a lot less resolute, “Massu, I don’t want to hurt other people anymore, but I don’t know if I can just quit like Ryo-chan and Yamapi did, ne. I’m not as strong as them.”
“Koyama can quit if he puts his mind to it,” Massu manages eventually, when it clearly looks like he has no idea what Koyama means by all that other stuff and has decided that this is probably the safest answer to go with for now.
But Koyama is still worried despite Massu’s absolute faith. “Eh, but what if I can’t?” he frets. “What if I’m too weak? Someone like me, ne, someone like me has very weak will power.” Which is true; it’s why the juniors keep getting him to buy them stuff.
Massu’s smile never changes. “Then ask for help!” he replies simply, before buttoning up his shirt the rest of the way. “Koyama isn’t alone, right?”
Then he pats Koyama’s shoulder before toddling off to the other side of the room to join the rest of their groupmates at hair and makeup.
Koyama watches him go. “Ask for help…” he murmurs thoughtfully.
He looks over to the other side of the changing room as he does, to where Shige is doing Tegoshi’s hair at the vanity (because he’s not mad at Tegoshi anymore), while Yamapi and Ryo snooze on the couch together, leaning on each other’s shoulders while they wait for the others to finish.
The oldest member smiles at the scene because it reminds him (again) of how everyone in NEWS is a nice person. “Right!” he says to himself after a moment, and pumps a fist in quiet determination, “I just have to ask for help!”
He’s sure that if he does, that if he ever needs them, any one of them will be at his side without a moment’s hesitation.
Because Massu is right; Koyama knows that even if he is weak and even if he has little to no willpower, at the very least, he doesn’t have to do this alone.
~~~~~
Naturally, Koyama’s first instinct is to ask Shige for help. And even though Shige still technically smokes himself he’s been helping Ryo-chan all this time, which Koyama thinks is a really admirable and generous thing for Shige to do.
Shige is a good person.
So that day, as they are waiting for their next interview, Koyama goes up to Shige and says, “Shige, will you help me quit smoking too?”
“NO!” Shige screams incredulously when he hears. He doesn’t even stop to consider it a little bit before he outright refuses; as it is, he barely even waits for Koyama to finish the question first.
Koyama stares. “Eh? Shige? You won’t help me? Really?”
Shige’s face is bright red and horrified, like he is suddenly getting multiple mental images of a lot of different things that aren’t good for him all at the same time; it looks as if he knows he shouldn’t be thinking about them but can’t help it anyway.
“But you helped Ryo-chan!” Koyama adds after a beat, and tries not to sound indignant at his best friend’s blatant refusal to help him in favor of someone else (even if that someone else is a person who is as cool and adult-like and admirable as Ryo-chan).
But Shige just sputters some more and stands firm; “You have no idea what you’re asking me to do!” he tells Koyama, looking horrified. “I…” Pause. Scowl. “No!! Definitely, definitely no!”
And then, before Koyama can ask why, Shige turns around and practically runs out of the room.
Silence.
Koyama blinks and isn’t sure what just happened.
~~~~~
“Yamapi,” Koyama starts a few minutes later, as Tegoshi and Yamapi walk into the room side by side, coming back from wherever it is they’ve been going to together during their breaks as of late, “Shige rejected me, ne.”
Yamapi blinks. “Shige rejected you? Did you confess to him?”
“He doesn’t want to help me quit smoking,” Koyama clarifies.
Tegoshi pats his shoulder when he hears, cheeks flushed for some reason and shirt slightly, mysteriously wrinkled up and down the front. “Shige is helping Ryo-tan,” the youngest member says to Koyama comfortingly. “Ryo-tan is keeping Shige busy, ne.”
Yamapi nods. “I’m sure that’s it.”
Koyama sighs. “You’re probably right. Maybe it’s selfish to ask Shige for help when he’s already so busy.”
He wonders if maybe he should ask someone else for help; he considers Massu because Tegoshi is still busy helping leader.
But then, as if on cue, Tegoshi looks at him like he’s got an idea; the hand Tegoshi is using to pat Koyama’s shoulder suddenly starts rubbing instead, a series of small, smoothing circles right on the jut of Koyama’s collarbone. “Leader,” Tegoshi starts as he does, looking sweetly at Yamapi, “Leader, we can help Kei-chan, right?”
Yamapi blinks some more. “Help?”
Tegoshi nods. “If Kei-chan wants to quit smoking, Ryo-tan’s method is the best, don’t you think?”
Yamapi laughs. “Oh. Right!”
Koyama doesn’t really know what they’re talking about exactly (at least when they put it that way), but before he can ask for either of them to please elaborate for him, Yamapi is fisting the front of his shirt in both hands and pulling him down; Yamapi’s tongue is suddenly in Koyama’s mouth.
~~~~~
“Oh, I forgot to say,” Shige begins, barging back into the room, “whatever you do, don’t ask Tegoshi or Yamapi for hel…oh my god now I’m blind.”
Shige covers his eyes and leaves again.
~~~~~
“I can’t believe this!” Shige rants in the bathroom to Ryo a few days later, after incident number five (or six, he’s lost count) of his bandmates trying to make him lose all ability to see. “First of all, eeuw! Second of all, can’t they learn to at least hang a sock on the door? And third, this is very, very wrong! Am I the only one who can tell that it’s wrong? You can’t just trade one addiction for another and be perfectly okay with it!”
Ryo looks up at Shige, irritated and bored. “Maybe,” he begins, fingers squeezing just a tad threateningly at the inside of Shige’s thigh, “you should have taken Koyama up on his offer. Then that way I’d be getting someone done.”
Shige glares and opens his mouth to reply; Ryo ignores him and pulls off his pants.
As he does, Shige hears the very distinct sound of denim ripping.
Sometimes Shige thinks he hates his life a little.
~~~~~
In the meantime Koyama is sore and tired and sore.
On the plus side, he hasn’t smoked once in five days, because every time he’s even thought about it, he has somehow ended up being pinned against something or someone instead; he thinks that Tegoshi and Yamapi are both the kind of people who are really good at helping others out because they are very dedicated to doing whatever they say they will do.
It really is very grown up and admirable of them and he usually makes sure to tell them so at least once a day; whenever he does Yamapi just laughs against his mouth while Tegoshi rubs up against him like a cat and says something breathy about member-ai that makes Koyama think things about member-ai that he never considered member-ai-ish before.
Either way, things like that leave little room for Koyama to think too much about having a cigarette, though right now, after they’re all done and languid and sleepy, he thinks it might be nice to be able to light one up.
“Kei-chan is thinking again,” Tegoshi whines, right on cue, and pushes half-heartedly on Koyama’s chest. “Kei-chan is also heavy.”
“That’s because leader is heavy,” Koyama rejoins, and Yamapi grunts peacefully before obliging them both and flopping onto his back instead. “Ne,” Koyama starts after a beat, and tears his mind away from post-coital smoking, “Maybe we should hang a sock on the door or something. I think that Shige might be mad.”
“Shige should really learn to knock,” Yamapi clucks to himself, and doesn’t sound particularly apologetic if Shige is mad. It’s not like Shige or Ryo hang any socks on the bathroom door either (he doesn’t stop to consider that the door has a handle and not a doorknob, which is kind of essential in terms of sock-hanging).
Tegoshi, in the meantime, just laughs and burrows into Koyama’s side once he successfully pushes Koyama off of him. “Ne,” he begins innocently, eyes on the verge of fluttering closed, “maybe Shige is just mad because no one’s offered to help him quit yet.”
Then he yawns cutely and nestles close, with his nose tucked into the crook of Koyama’s neck.
Koyama blinks when he hears Tegoshi’s theory and thinks it has some validity; Shige has always hated being the last one in the group to get something done.
Koyama is sore and tired and sore, but now he is also inspired; instead of falling asleep like Tegoshi and Yamapi are doing, he sits up and thinks that he suddenly has the best idea ever. “Wouldn’t it be good,” he starts happily, “if we all work together to get Shige to quit next?”
Tegoshi laughs softly when he hears; he falls asleep after murmuring something breathy about member-ai that makes Koyama think things about member-ai that really have nothing to do with member-ai at all.
Yamapi is already asleep.
END
EDITS PLZ OH GOD.
Universe: JE/NewS
Theme/Topic: N/A
Rating: PG-15
Character/Pairing/s: NewS (sort-of TegoKoyaPi and sort-of RyoShige)
Warnings/Spoilers: OOC, stupid, CRACK. SO SO SO RANDOM.
Word Count: 2,170
Summary: The next installment of the series involving “The One Step Program” and “Taking the Edge off” and “The Ryo Method”- Koyama wants to quit too.
Dedication: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANN!
A/N: Hahaha I got back from work at 8:37 and it is now 9:30. CONSIDER THIS THE FASTEST LAST MINUTE BIRTHDAY FIC EVER. Or stand-in birthday fic, because I SWEAR TO GOD I will write you something better, Ann. I just wanted to get something up for you before the day was over. I’M SORRY THIS IS RETARDED AND RUSHED OK. ILU.
Disclaimer: No harm is meant by this!
“Shige!” Tegoshi whines loudly, looking disapproving when Shige plops down next to him on the couch with a lapful of law textbooks. Shige has just come back from his cigarette break outside (followed by his post-cigarette break in the bathroom down the hall with Ryo); Tegoshi knows because he can smell the results of both. “Shige, you should quit smoking too, ne,” he starts, “like Leader and Ryo-tan did.”
Shige glowers. “No.”
Tegoshi sniffs. “But it’s bad for you!” Pause. Scoot. “And stinky.”
Shige ignores him, because he’s had a rough day and now there are bruises on his hips in the shapes of fingers and a cut on the inside of his lip and he has a test tomorrow that he hasn’t been able to study for yet because of a full schedule consisting of PV filming and magazine shoots and radio show appearances.
But Tegoshi doesn’t seem to notice that Shige is stressed; Tegoshi obliviously continues to be a pest and pokes Shige in the ribs, trying a different approach this time. “It’s bad for other people too, you know.”
Koyama sees Shige starting to bristle from across the room and moves towards the couch to intervene, just as Shige turns to Tegoshi and snaps, “I don’t care if it’s bad for other people!”
“Tego-nyan,” Koyama begins nervously, “maybe you shouldn’t…”
But Tegoshi doesn’t hear him because Tegoshi is too busy looking absolutely horrified at Shige’s blatant disregard for something as precious and beautiful as human life (namely his). “Shige, you hurt the people around you more than you hurt yourself when you smoke, you know! Ryo-tan was reading me a whole list of side effects and stuff about it because he was looking it up to tell you. I think he’s worried about you!”
“How thoughtful of him,” Shige drawls, while Koyama freezes in his tracks when he hears the whole “hurting the people around you” part.
Koyama swallows and forgets about intervening completely. “E-eh?” he says, instead.
Tegoshi turns to him for help, big eyed and pouty. “It’s true, Kei-chan!” Tegoshi tells him. “When you smoke, each cigarette you have is supposed to take away five minutes of your life, ne. But at the same time, it’s worse for people who inhale it second-hand, so the people around you might get even more than five minutes taken off! Maybe seven!”
Koyama’s eyes get big, maybe almost big enough to match Tegoshi’s. “R-really?”
Tegoshi nods. “Un! Ryo-tan found it on the internet, ne.” He beams. “Ryo-tan says he doesn’t want to be responsible for any minutes of anyone else’s life that aren’t his own. Isn’t that very manly of him?”
“Test tomorrow!” Shige screams, and slams his books shut before getting up off the couch and stalking out of the room. “I hate you all and I need another cigarette.”
Tegoshi and Koyama both watch him go.
Silence.
Then, Tegoshi turns to Koyama, cocking his head sideways and smiling beatifically, like nothing strange just happened at all. “Ne, you should quit too, Kei-chan,” he chirps brightly, before going back to his psychology text book.
Koyama just stares.
“Seven minutes?” he asks, incredulously.
~~~~~
“Massu,” Koyama starts later that afternoon, while they are changing for their next TV recording, “Massu, should I quit smoking too?”
Massu blinks at him. “Sure,” he says, and then smiles. “It would be healthy, right?”
Koyama nods and looks resolute. “Right! It’s my responsibility to not hurt the people around me! I have to consider their health too!”
Massu gives him an odd look.
A beat.
Then, “Massu!” Koyama confesses, wringing his hands and suddenly looking a lot less resolute, “Massu, I don’t want to hurt other people anymore, but I don’t know if I can just quit like Ryo-chan and Yamapi did, ne. I’m not as strong as them.”
“Koyama can quit if he puts his mind to it,” Massu manages eventually, when it clearly looks like he has no idea what Koyama means by all that other stuff and has decided that this is probably the safest answer to go with for now.
But Koyama is still worried despite Massu’s absolute faith. “Eh, but what if I can’t?” he frets. “What if I’m too weak? Someone like me, ne, someone like me has very weak will power.” Which is true; it’s why the juniors keep getting him to buy them stuff.
Massu’s smile never changes. “Then ask for help!” he replies simply, before buttoning up his shirt the rest of the way. “Koyama isn’t alone, right?”
Then he pats Koyama’s shoulder before toddling off to the other side of the room to join the rest of their groupmates at hair and makeup.
Koyama watches him go. “Ask for help…” he murmurs thoughtfully.
He looks over to the other side of the changing room as he does, to where Shige is doing Tegoshi’s hair at the vanity (because he’s not mad at Tegoshi anymore), while Yamapi and Ryo snooze on the couch together, leaning on each other’s shoulders while they wait for the others to finish.
The oldest member smiles at the scene because it reminds him (again) of how everyone in NEWS is a nice person. “Right!” he says to himself after a moment, and pumps a fist in quiet determination, “I just have to ask for help!”
He’s sure that if he does, that if he ever needs them, any one of them will be at his side without a moment’s hesitation.
Because Massu is right; Koyama knows that even if he is weak and even if he has little to no willpower, at the very least, he doesn’t have to do this alone.
~~~~~
Naturally, Koyama’s first instinct is to ask Shige for help. And even though Shige still technically smokes himself he’s been helping Ryo-chan all this time, which Koyama thinks is a really admirable and generous thing for Shige to do.
Shige is a good person.
So that day, as they are waiting for their next interview, Koyama goes up to Shige and says, “Shige, will you help me quit smoking too?”
“NO!” Shige screams incredulously when he hears. He doesn’t even stop to consider it a little bit before he outright refuses; as it is, he barely even waits for Koyama to finish the question first.
Koyama stares. “Eh? Shige? You won’t help me? Really?”
Shige’s face is bright red and horrified, like he is suddenly getting multiple mental images of a lot of different things that aren’t good for him all at the same time; it looks as if he knows he shouldn’t be thinking about them but can’t help it anyway.
“But you helped Ryo-chan!” Koyama adds after a beat, and tries not to sound indignant at his best friend’s blatant refusal to help him in favor of someone else (even if that someone else is a person who is as cool and adult-like and admirable as Ryo-chan).
But Shige just sputters some more and stands firm; “You have no idea what you’re asking me to do!” he tells Koyama, looking horrified. “I…” Pause. Scowl. “No!! Definitely, definitely no!”
And then, before Koyama can ask why, Shige turns around and practically runs out of the room.
Silence.
Koyama blinks and isn’t sure what just happened.
~~~~~
“Yamapi,” Koyama starts a few minutes later, as Tegoshi and Yamapi walk into the room side by side, coming back from wherever it is they’ve been going to together during their breaks as of late, “Shige rejected me, ne.”
Yamapi blinks. “Shige rejected you? Did you confess to him?”
“He doesn’t want to help me quit smoking,” Koyama clarifies.
Tegoshi pats his shoulder when he hears, cheeks flushed for some reason and shirt slightly, mysteriously wrinkled up and down the front. “Shige is helping Ryo-tan,” the youngest member says to Koyama comfortingly. “Ryo-tan is keeping Shige busy, ne.”
Yamapi nods. “I’m sure that’s it.”
Koyama sighs. “You’re probably right. Maybe it’s selfish to ask Shige for help when he’s already so busy.”
He wonders if maybe he should ask someone else for help; he considers Massu because Tegoshi is still busy helping leader.
But then, as if on cue, Tegoshi looks at him like he’s got an idea; the hand Tegoshi is using to pat Koyama’s shoulder suddenly starts rubbing instead, a series of small, smoothing circles right on the jut of Koyama’s collarbone. “Leader,” Tegoshi starts as he does, looking sweetly at Yamapi, “Leader, we can help Kei-chan, right?”
Yamapi blinks some more. “Help?”
Tegoshi nods. “If Kei-chan wants to quit smoking, Ryo-tan’s method is the best, don’t you think?”
Yamapi laughs. “Oh. Right!”
Koyama doesn’t really know what they’re talking about exactly (at least when they put it that way), but before he can ask for either of them to please elaborate for him, Yamapi is fisting the front of his shirt in both hands and pulling him down; Yamapi’s tongue is suddenly in Koyama’s mouth.
~~~~~
“Oh, I forgot to say,” Shige begins, barging back into the room, “whatever you do, don’t ask Tegoshi or Yamapi for hel…oh my god now I’m blind.”
Shige covers his eyes and leaves again.
~~~~~
“I can’t believe this!” Shige rants in the bathroom to Ryo a few days later, after incident number five (or six, he’s lost count) of his bandmates trying to make him lose all ability to see. “First of all, eeuw! Second of all, can’t they learn to at least hang a sock on the door? And third, this is very, very wrong! Am I the only one who can tell that it’s wrong? You can’t just trade one addiction for another and be perfectly okay with it!”
Ryo looks up at Shige, irritated and bored. “Maybe,” he begins, fingers squeezing just a tad threateningly at the inside of Shige’s thigh, “you should have taken Koyama up on his offer. Then that way I’d be getting someone done.”
Shige glares and opens his mouth to reply; Ryo ignores him and pulls off his pants.
As he does, Shige hears the very distinct sound of denim ripping.
Sometimes Shige thinks he hates his life a little.
~~~~~
In the meantime Koyama is sore and tired and sore.
On the plus side, he hasn’t smoked once in five days, because every time he’s even thought about it, he has somehow ended up being pinned against something or someone instead; he thinks that Tegoshi and Yamapi are both the kind of people who are really good at helping others out because they are very dedicated to doing whatever they say they will do.
It really is very grown up and admirable of them and he usually makes sure to tell them so at least once a day; whenever he does Yamapi just laughs against his mouth while Tegoshi rubs up against him like a cat and says something breathy about member-ai that makes Koyama think things about member-ai that he never considered member-ai-ish before.
Either way, things like that leave little room for Koyama to think too much about having a cigarette, though right now, after they’re all done and languid and sleepy, he thinks it might be nice to be able to light one up.
“Kei-chan is thinking again,” Tegoshi whines, right on cue, and pushes half-heartedly on Koyama’s chest. “Kei-chan is also heavy.”
“That’s because leader is heavy,” Koyama rejoins, and Yamapi grunts peacefully before obliging them both and flopping onto his back instead. “Ne,” Koyama starts after a beat, and tears his mind away from post-coital smoking, “Maybe we should hang a sock on the door or something. I think that Shige might be mad.”
“Shige should really learn to knock,” Yamapi clucks to himself, and doesn’t sound particularly apologetic if Shige is mad. It’s not like Shige or Ryo hang any socks on the bathroom door either (he doesn’t stop to consider that the door has a handle and not a doorknob, which is kind of essential in terms of sock-hanging).
Tegoshi, in the meantime, just laughs and burrows into Koyama’s side once he successfully pushes Koyama off of him. “Ne,” he begins innocently, eyes on the verge of fluttering closed, “maybe Shige is just mad because no one’s offered to help him quit yet.”
Then he yawns cutely and nestles close, with his nose tucked into the crook of Koyama’s neck.
Koyama blinks when he hears Tegoshi’s theory and thinks it has some validity; Shige has always hated being the last one in the group to get something done.
Koyama is sore and tired and sore, but now he is also inspired; instead of falling asleep like Tegoshi and Yamapi are doing, he sits up and thinks that he suddenly has the best idea ever. “Wouldn’t it be good,” he starts happily, “if we all work together to get Shige to quit next?”
Tegoshi laughs softly when he hears; he falls asleep after murmuring something breathy about member-ai that makes Koyama think things about member-ai that really have nothing to do with member-ai at all.
Yamapi is already asleep.
END
EDITS PLZ OH GOD.