reposting fic and quite a bit of rambling so either brace or spare yourselves
Title: With Fistfuls of Glitter
Pairing/Group: KameDa
Rating: PG-13
Words: 6,168
Warnings: none
Notes: co-written with goldfreckled for the je_devilorangel fic exchange and originally posted here.
Summary: Ueda's life has always been full of hair-dye, glitter and Kame's smiles.
( Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air? )
( my thoughts on this fic and the exchange <3 )
So...
- Ueda doesn't really believe in faeries, but he thinks the beaming smile Kamenashi sends his way is kind of magical.
- A thin stream of blood dribbles from his nose and down to his chin where it mixes with his tears and turns pink. A sakura petal.
- Ueda supposes he should be feeling mortified; he doesn't feel anything. His eyes lock with Kamenashi's through the mirror, Kamenashi's lips frozen in a silent 'o' - a vacuum sucking in all the oxygen left in the washroom - before they clamp together, thin and white. Accusations hang in the air like invisible ornaments. Ueda has nothing to say and there's a suffocating pause before Kamenashi turns and shoves past Akanishi, and out into wherever.
"Um... sorry," Akanishi says into the silence, looking stricken and out of place, too big for the tiny room, and Ueda has nothing to say to him either. Akanishi rushes off soon enough and it's only when the wooden door slams shut behind him that Ueda realizes that the faucet is still on, a steady flow of water washing away the grime.
Ueda stares at the rusty handle, flecks of coppery orange mottling the silver, and can only see the dark bruise forming on Kamenashi's face.
At least Kamenashi won't be calling him leader anytime soon (or ever), he thinks and chokes on his laugh.
Ueda turns off the tap.
- once the tears have started, they just won't stop, like a tap left turned on and forgotten.
- his tears darkening the usually bright shade of orange and he looks so young like that, so small and vulnerable; it's upsetting.
Ueda can't look at Kamenashi the next day, even though Kamenashi's hair is vibrant and shimmering in the sunlight and his smile is wide.
- I sounds like an echo: he really has told them all along. It's just easier to listen without the pain of betrayal clogging their ears.
- Kame's reflection shrugs. "You have a weak bladder?"
- Under the white washroom lights, they look sewn together by strands of gold. Hopelessly entangled.
- Words aren't really necessary though, not when he can feel his heart singing back.
- Kame's hair is the colour of molten copper, easy and fluid like dancing flames
- Like butterflies in his stomach. Faerie wings.
- He freezes when Junno grins at him across the table, his stupid squinty eyes trying to insinuate something.
Ueda frowns - but leaves his hand buried in Kame's hair.
"I love everyone except Taguchi," he says.
"Aw, don't be so mean, Uepomu. I love everyone! Including Taguchi. Especially Taguchi."
- Ueda scrambles to keep Kame from launching up into the air like a rocket fueled by the after effects of a concert high. It's kind of hard though, considering that Kame's just busted his ear with his insane tribal call.
"We're in a hotel! Indoor voices! Indoor voices!" Nakamaru hisses. On the other end of the hallway, Koki erupts into an ear-splitting rendition of Peacefuldays.
- "Dye your hair pink, then," Ueda snaps and the topic ends there.
In KAT-TUN, hair really is a delicate subject matter.
- "It's their favourite," he whispers and feels that magical smile bloom against his lips, this time entirely tangible.
- All he can taste is alcohol, but all he can think of is sitting underneath the window of their old practice room with glittery hands and eating a half-peeled orange warmed by the sunlight - a gift from the boy who believed in him.
The kiss is all alcohol, but the aftertaste is entirely tangy.
- It's oddly intimate to sit shirtless in Kame's bathroom and let Kame dye his hair, even though they've been far closer than that.
- The room looks blurry without Ueda's glasses and maybe it's just the sensation of Kame breathing softly against his neck, but with the room dipped in sunlight like that, the air seems to be glittering.
I remember I had guessed this was your fic from the title back then :) Could you also tell me which of these phrases were yours? :)
This fic was really beautiful :) ♥♥♥ Congratulations for writing it!
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YOU GUESSED THIS FROM THE TITLE?! wow, you're good *__* even though it was my partner-in-crime who came up with it lol I don't mind, but it'll be easier if I just point out the ones that weren't mine since, even though we wrote this in parts, I turned out to be the rambler once again ^^; *skims over fic*:
-- his tears darkening the usually bright shade of orange and he looks so young like that, so small and vulnerable; it's upsetting.
Ueda can't look at Kamenashi the next day, even though Kamenashi's hair is vibrant and shimmering in the sunlight and his smile is wide.
- I sounds like an echo: he really has told them all along. It's just easier to listen without the pain of betrayal clogging their ears.
- It's oddly intimate to sit shirtless in Kame's bathroom and let Kame dye his hair, even though they've been far closer than that.
- The room looks blurry without Ueda's glasses and maybe it's just the sensation of Kame breathing softly against his neck, but with the room dipped in sunlight like that, the air seems to be glittering.
^ those are Beth's ;) ♥
Yay!!! I'm so thrilled you read this because it is a personal favourite and a fic I'm really proud of. I wanted to share it with you. *hugs* ♥♥♥
PS. I know you're not into KT fics atm (or maybe you are? you read so much, my heart actually went doki-doki when I saw your comments in my inbox hfdsjk /♥♥♥) but you were listening to RfY and hfsjdk this is a must read. It's light on the shipping and it's slightly dark and you will love it. Trust me. ♥
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Waaah hihihihi I liked so many of your sentences, I didn't expect that :D:D:D /no offense to goldfreckled, I remember she's good from reading some of her fics, but since I'm biased towards you, friend, I'm happier I liked so much of your stuff #bricked #shot #maimed #shhdonttellher #causeiknowyougloat-.-
Really? It was really beautiful, you outdid yourself, in a way. Idk if it was your partner's influence but you guys did a great job :)
(nope, I just skimmed over your masterpost and ideky i started reading actually I know why, I felt like starting with the shortfics/drabbles, what idk is why i read the long fics O.o #addiction? lol sorry for giving false hopes x.x) I'll keep that rec in mind (aasdfafdas why are fics so long, really #laziest lol) :D
♥♥♥
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fhsjkhfkjds that was a fluke considering I wrote 3/4 of this fic rambler 4 lyfe YOU AND YOUR BIAS ♥ #youcalledmefriend #smugface #kekeke o^___^o she's tracking this post btw XD
YAY! I'm glad you noticed! 8D ♥ It was totally Beth's influence. I had to rein in my descriptions to match the compact way she writes and I think that's why it came out so well; the emotions were much more concentrated imo.
(no worries, bb XD I was kinda O__o when I saw your reading spree. I srsly don't know how you managed that. hfsjkd addiction, that is such a huge compliment in a way *_* ♥♥♥) omg dying at you calling Beth's fic long if she read that, she'd prob laugh at my face T_T since I have to practically force her to write anything longer than 2K. It's one of the best fics I've read though and I know you won't be disappointed if you ever give it a read. ;Dv
love you ♥
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