[Fan fic] TABOO- Sakurai ShoxMatsumoto Jun- Chapter 5
Title: TABOO
Pairing: Sakurai ShoxMatsumoto Jun
Genre: Romance, action, some humor
Rating/Warnings: R, borderline NC-17
Summary: Sho met Jun on the flight back to Tokyo. It was instant attraction for both. Wanting to see each other again, they agreed to meet up some time in Tokyo. Upon arriving to visit his father, the president of a talent agency, Sho found Sakurai Gakuto frustrated how Storm, the top selling group from his rival company J-Ent, keeps topping over his own top selling group We Are Hot. To get ahead of the competition, Sho’s father asked him to spy on the group. Little did Sho know he would reunite with the beautiful stranger from the plane- and end their relationship before it even starts.
Notes: Sorry this took forever to post. I ended up staying for a week at my cousin's. I posted Chapter 4 last week, but if you've missed it, no worries. I linked it here, too.
PREVIOUSLY:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
*****
CHAPTER 5
Sho arrived at ANN and walked in to its empty lobby. The doors were unlocked and no one was in sight, not even a guard. Shun or Jun must have forgotten to lock up and he made a mental note to warn them about intruders going into the building unannounced. He smiled at the irony of that for he was doing the very thing he would warn them about.
With no receptionist to ask, either, he studied the map of the company posted on the wall and headed for the studios. He followed the first hall down and soon came upon one. The door was ajar. Sho paused, weighing if he should go in. He might be interrupting. He pushed on the door slowly.
“Sorry for the intru-” Sho greeted and stopped short in his tracks. There, lying on the ground next to a swivel chair was a man. Sho rushed to his side. The man was unconscious and still breathing. Sho sighed in relief. At least he was still alive, but barely. He quickly called for an ambulance. Terror filled his mind. Jun!
Sho rushed down the hall, torn between trying to stay quiet yet run in the halls and risk the sound of his footfalls echo in the hallway. He peered through each studio-some locked, to his frustrations- and hoped that he wouldn’t find Jun in the same way.
BANG!
Sho jumped at the gunshot. It was down the other hallway. He ran toward the sound. He almost fell backward when he skidded to a stop. He saw through the glass panel of a control room Jun holding up both his hands to appease a guy pointing a gun at him. His back was toward Sho, but he could tell it was Arai. He didn’t see Sho standing outside the room. Jun was saying something to him, shaking his head. Arai was shaking the gun, apparently yelling something. Willing to take a risk, he slowly turned the doorknob, praying that someone had oiled the hinges.
“Are you kidding me?” Arai was shouting. “You’re the leader of Storm. Like hell you don’t have influence. Tell Kiratani to add me to HSD.”
“That’s not true on both accounts. Kiratani-san listens to senpais before Storm and Aiba’s the leader of our group.”
“Bullshit!”
“About Kiratani or Aiba?” Jun asked. Arai shot the ceiling. Jun and Sho cringed from the blast. “Don’t fuck with me, Matsumoto.” Arai aimed the gun to him again.
“So you're just gonna kill me? You didn’t debut with Hey Say Dance with your friends so you punish another guy who has nothing to do with any of your problems?"
Arai laughed mirthlessly. "I need the money. What better way to get it from Sakurai Gakuto-san to spy on AND get more by getting rid of one of the Storm members. What was it you said to the press?" he paused mockingly, "Oh, yes, 'Storm is four people. You take one out, and there wouldn't be Storm anymore'." Arai scoffed. "Well, let's see if that's true, shall we?"
Sho lunged at the guy from behind and tackled him to the floor. A gunshot rang too loudly inside the room. Arai struggled under Sho who pinned him against the floor. There was a squeak of rubber shoes on the tiled floor. Sho looked up to see Jun falling to the floor, blood spreading quickly on his shirt.
"Jun!" Sho rushed to the man, freeing Arai. He didn’t hear the guy springing up to his feet and aiming the gun at Sho’s back. Sho clamped down his hand over Jun's wound in attempt to stop the bleeding. "Hang in there, babe." The door burst open and there was a crash. Sho looked behind him to find Toma holding a chair over his head while Aiba straddled Arai on the floor as Nino stamped on the guy's hand until he let go of the gun, then kicked it away. Moments later, EMTs came and rushed Jun and Shun to the hospital as the police escorted Arai to the police station.
*****
Jun opened his eyes to see Sho sleeping on the chair next to his bed. He looked around and found a vitals monitor beside him clueing him that he was in a hospital. He groaned, feeling the dull pain on his shoulder. Sho stirred, waking up. “Hey,” Sho smiled, getting up and kissed his forehead. “I’m glad you finally woke up.”
“What happened after Arai shot me?” he asked hoarsely. He cleared his throat. Sho helped him up to give him ice chips. “Can’t have water or food for 24 hours,” he said. Jun raised an eyebrow. “They took out the bullet. It missed your heart by a couple of centimeters.”
“And Shun?” He cleared his throat again. The ice wasn’t helping, but he didn’t care.
“He’s okay, too. Arai hit his temple with the butt of his gun. He bled a lot but the ambulance came on time.”
There was a knock on the door, and in came three-fourths of Storm plus Ohno. They gathered around his bed, Aiba hugging Jun tightly. “Ow, watch the wound,” Jun yelled, hitting Aiba on the head. Aiba merely grinned as he rubbed the spot. He leaned down and smacking a kiss on Jun’s forehead. “We got our Jun-chan back!” he said happily. He started recounting the events for Jun, saying how he and Nino called Toma to meet up at ANN. They had planned to go out for drinks with Jun and Sho, but heard the shot.
“Toma just reacted and swung the chair, knocking Arai down,” Nino said, laughing. “I think we pretty much attacked the bastard.”
“So, hey, where’s the bullet?” Toma said. “I want to make a necklace with it and give it to you for your birthday as a gentle reminder that you are blessed.”
“Aw, how sweet,” Nino said sarcastically. Toma jabbed his friend’s side with his elbow. Nino yelped, rubbing the sore spot.
“Okay, okay, you guys are getting loud,” Ohno said, ushering them out. He handed the flowers to Jun. “Get well soon, okay? We can’t do anything without you.”
“Move it, people,” Nino said. “Let’s leave the love birds alone.” He turned to look at Sho and Jun with a small smile as the rest walked out the room. He waved before closing the door behind him.
*****
Sho sighed, folding up the newspaper, dropping it onto the coffee table. He threw back his head over the backing of Jun's couch. The news had reported on Arai’s trial and the attempted murder charges and his sentence on the front page. Of course there was no mention of his father. Arai had confessed that Gakuto had hired him to spy on the group, but unfortunately, Gakuto only confessed to hiring him to get information of the group’s activities, not to kill any members. With no proof to back up Arai’s accusation on that, Gakuto managed to get only a light sentence. In another section, the drama that Jun had a callback for and was stolen from him did fairly okay in the ratings, but hardly a hit. Jin’s acting wasn’t up to par for the lead role and was getting harsh criticism from the critics and viewers alike. Technically, it wasn’t the man’s fault for taking the role, but Sho couldn’t help finding justice in that, too.
There was a knock at the door. Sho expected a Storm member or Ohno, but to his surprise, it was Shokou. She gave him a hint of a smile in greeting that quickly fell flat into a tiny frown. Her eyes weren’t sparkly over the fact that she was at Jun’s apartment, either. "What's wrong?" Sho asked, letting her in.
"I went to your apartment to give you something.” She opened her bag and handed him a letter-size manila envelope. “Since you weren't there, I figured you're here at MJ's. I promise, I won't tell anybody where he lives, even if it kills me. No one would believe me anyway."
“Why don’t you come in for a moment,” Sho asked, stepping aside to let her in. Shokou insisted to just stay at the genkan, though. “I can’t stay long, anyway,” she said.
Sho opened the envelope to find formal papers from his father’s financial advisors notifying him that his father had pulled out his investment on TABOO. Sho sighed. The letter was signed a week ago, and without the huge chunk of financial backing, he would be forced to close the club in a week or two. “Well, that’s that. Goodbye TABOO,” Sho said with a sigh. He was expecting this.
Shokou looked down to the ground and sniffed. “What now?” she asked. Sho looked at her. “Shokou.” She looked up. “Thanks for being a great friend as well as being one hell of an assistant.” A smile tugged at corner of her mouth. “I don’t know what’s going to happen, but for sure, I will let you know.” He hesitated. “If you’re on your way to find another job, I totally understand. Let me know if you need any recommendations.” Shokou bit her lip and hugged Sho.
“Thank you, Sakurai-san,” she said. “You’re a totally awesome boss. Good luck with your plans.” With that, she let him go and waved goodbye.
Sho closed the door behind her, and was startled to find Jun standing there. “That wasn’t what it looks like,” he said. “She was just-”
“I know. I heard everything,” Jun said. Together they made their way to the couch and sat. Sho put his arm Jun, drawing him closer in a cuddle. Jun winced when Sho grazed his hand over the still fresh wound. “Sorry,” Sho said, leaning over to kiss it.
Jun smiled, and playfully pushed on Sho’s head to prop him back up. “So let me guess,” Jun said. “In that envelope in your hand now is a ‘Dear John’ letter from your father, telling you he took his money, so goodbye.” Sho chuckled, but nodded. He threw the envelope on the coffee table. “You don’t seem surprised.”
“Well, he has been telling me that he’d pull out his investment if I stay with you, so…” Sho shrugged. “Dad always keeps his word.” Jun sighed, leaning his head on Sho’s shoulder. “What are you going to do now?” he asked.
"Right now? Hmm, let me see..." Sho feigned that he was thinking about it as his hand trailed down over Jun's pants zipper rubbing over Jun's cock.
"Are you kidding me? We’re having a serious moment here."
Sho just smiled. “I’ll worry about things later. For now, I’m serious about this.” With that, he knelt between Jun’s legs and unzipped his pants.
"I'll do you good, baby." he said, licking the tip of Jun’s cock, teasing his lover. Jun just smirked. "Prove it," he challenged. And Sho did. He can keep his word, too.
The End
*****
A/N: Well... that's it. I'm so sad. I had so much fun writing this, though I did have my moments of pulling my hair out. In the end, it worked out fine. I hope you guys enjoyed the Sakumoto journey. Writing this kind of genre is challenging, so let me know what you think.
As always, thank you guys for reading. see you around the fandom.
Fanfic TOC: There are a couple of Sakumoto fics listed here, too. *shameless plugging is shameless*
Pairing: Sakurai ShoxMatsumoto Jun
Genre: Romance, action, some humor
Rating/Warnings: R, borderline NC-17
Summary: Sho met Jun on the flight back to Tokyo. It was instant attraction for both. Wanting to see each other again, they agreed to meet up some time in Tokyo. Upon arriving to visit his father, the president of a talent agency, Sho found Sakurai Gakuto frustrated how Storm, the top selling group from his rival company J-Ent, keeps topping over his own top selling group We Are Hot. To get ahead of the competition, Sho’s father asked him to spy on the group. Little did Sho know he would reunite with the beautiful stranger from the plane- and end their relationship before it even starts.
Notes: Sorry this took forever to post. I ended up staying for a week at my cousin's. I posted Chapter 4 last week, but if you've missed it, no worries. I linked it here, too.
PREVIOUSLY:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
*****
CHAPTER 5
Sho arrived at ANN and walked in to its empty lobby. The doors were unlocked and no one was in sight, not even a guard. Shun or Jun must have forgotten to lock up and he made a mental note to warn them about intruders going into the building unannounced. He smiled at the irony of that for he was doing the very thing he would warn them about.
With no receptionist to ask, either, he studied the map of the company posted on the wall and headed for the studios. He followed the first hall down and soon came upon one. The door was ajar. Sho paused, weighing if he should go in. He might be interrupting. He pushed on the door slowly.
“Sorry for the intru-” Sho greeted and stopped short in his tracks. There, lying on the ground next to a swivel chair was a man. Sho rushed to his side. The man was unconscious and still breathing. Sho sighed in relief. At least he was still alive, but barely. He quickly called for an ambulance. Terror filled his mind. Jun!
Sho rushed down the hall, torn between trying to stay quiet yet run in the halls and risk the sound of his footfalls echo in the hallway. He peered through each studio-some locked, to his frustrations- and hoped that he wouldn’t find Jun in the same way.
BANG!
Sho jumped at the gunshot. It was down the other hallway. He ran toward the sound. He almost fell backward when he skidded to a stop. He saw through the glass panel of a control room Jun holding up both his hands to appease a guy pointing a gun at him. His back was toward Sho, but he could tell it was Arai. He didn’t see Sho standing outside the room. Jun was saying something to him, shaking his head. Arai was shaking the gun, apparently yelling something. Willing to take a risk, he slowly turned the doorknob, praying that someone had oiled the hinges.
“Are you kidding me?” Arai was shouting. “You’re the leader of Storm. Like hell you don’t have influence. Tell Kiratani to add me to HSD.”
“That’s not true on both accounts. Kiratani-san listens to senpais before Storm and Aiba’s the leader of our group.”
“Bullshit!”
“About Kiratani or Aiba?” Jun asked. Arai shot the ceiling. Jun and Sho cringed from the blast. “Don’t fuck with me, Matsumoto.” Arai aimed the gun to him again.
“So you're just gonna kill me? You didn’t debut with Hey Say Dance with your friends so you punish another guy who has nothing to do with any of your problems?"
Arai laughed mirthlessly. "I need the money. What better way to get it from Sakurai Gakuto-san to spy on AND get more by getting rid of one of the Storm members. What was it you said to the press?" he paused mockingly, "Oh, yes, 'Storm is four people. You take one out, and there wouldn't be Storm anymore'." Arai scoffed. "Well, let's see if that's true, shall we?"
Sho lunged at the guy from behind and tackled him to the floor. A gunshot rang too loudly inside the room. Arai struggled under Sho who pinned him against the floor. There was a squeak of rubber shoes on the tiled floor. Sho looked up to see Jun falling to the floor, blood spreading quickly on his shirt.
"Jun!" Sho rushed to the man, freeing Arai. He didn’t hear the guy springing up to his feet and aiming the gun at Sho’s back. Sho clamped down his hand over Jun's wound in attempt to stop the bleeding. "Hang in there, babe." The door burst open and there was a crash. Sho looked behind him to find Toma holding a chair over his head while Aiba straddled Arai on the floor as Nino stamped on the guy's hand until he let go of the gun, then kicked it away. Moments later, EMTs came and rushed Jun and Shun to the hospital as the police escorted Arai to the police station.
*****
Jun opened his eyes to see Sho sleeping on the chair next to his bed. He looked around and found a vitals monitor beside him clueing him that he was in a hospital. He groaned, feeling the dull pain on his shoulder. Sho stirred, waking up. “Hey,” Sho smiled, getting up and kissed his forehead. “I’m glad you finally woke up.”
“What happened after Arai shot me?” he asked hoarsely. He cleared his throat. Sho helped him up to give him ice chips. “Can’t have water or food for 24 hours,” he said. Jun raised an eyebrow. “They took out the bullet. It missed your heart by a couple of centimeters.”
“And Shun?” He cleared his throat again. The ice wasn’t helping, but he didn’t care.
“He’s okay, too. Arai hit his temple with the butt of his gun. He bled a lot but the ambulance came on time.”
There was a knock on the door, and in came three-fourths of Storm plus Ohno. They gathered around his bed, Aiba hugging Jun tightly. “Ow, watch the wound,” Jun yelled, hitting Aiba on the head. Aiba merely grinned as he rubbed the spot. He leaned down and smacking a kiss on Jun’s forehead. “We got our Jun-chan back!” he said happily. He started recounting the events for Jun, saying how he and Nino called Toma to meet up at ANN. They had planned to go out for drinks with Jun and Sho, but heard the shot.
“Toma just reacted and swung the chair, knocking Arai down,” Nino said, laughing. “I think we pretty much attacked the bastard.”
“So, hey, where’s the bullet?” Toma said. “I want to make a necklace with it and give it to you for your birthday as a gentle reminder that you are blessed.”
“Aw, how sweet,” Nino said sarcastically. Toma jabbed his friend’s side with his elbow. Nino yelped, rubbing the sore spot.
“Okay, okay, you guys are getting loud,” Ohno said, ushering them out. He handed the flowers to Jun. “Get well soon, okay? We can’t do anything without you.”
“Move it, people,” Nino said. “Let’s leave the love birds alone.” He turned to look at Sho and Jun with a small smile as the rest walked out the room. He waved before closing the door behind him.
*****
Sho sighed, folding up the newspaper, dropping it onto the coffee table. He threw back his head over the backing of Jun's couch. The news had reported on Arai’s trial and the attempted murder charges and his sentence on the front page. Of course there was no mention of his father. Arai had confessed that Gakuto had hired him to spy on the group, but unfortunately, Gakuto only confessed to hiring him to get information of the group’s activities, not to kill any members. With no proof to back up Arai’s accusation on that, Gakuto managed to get only a light sentence. In another section, the drama that Jun had a callback for and was stolen from him did fairly okay in the ratings, but hardly a hit. Jin’s acting wasn’t up to par for the lead role and was getting harsh criticism from the critics and viewers alike. Technically, it wasn’t the man’s fault for taking the role, but Sho couldn’t help finding justice in that, too.
There was a knock at the door. Sho expected a Storm member or Ohno, but to his surprise, it was Shokou. She gave him a hint of a smile in greeting that quickly fell flat into a tiny frown. Her eyes weren’t sparkly over the fact that she was at Jun’s apartment, either. "What's wrong?" Sho asked, letting her in.
"I went to your apartment to give you something.” She opened her bag and handed him a letter-size manila envelope. “Since you weren't there, I figured you're here at MJ's. I promise, I won't tell anybody where he lives, even if it kills me. No one would believe me anyway."
“Why don’t you come in for a moment,” Sho asked, stepping aside to let her in. Shokou insisted to just stay at the genkan, though. “I can’t stay long, anyway,” she said.
Sho opened the envelope to find formal papers from his father’s financial advisors notifying him that his father had pulled out his investment on TABOO. Sho sighed. The letter was signed a week ago, and without the huge chunk of financial backing, he would be forced to close the club in a week or two. “Well, that’s that. Goodbye TABOO,” Sho said with a sigh. He was expecting this.
Shokou looked down to the ground and sniffed. “What now?” she asked. Sho looked at her. “Shokou.” She looked up. “Thanks for being a great friend as well as being one hell of an assistant.” A smile tugged at corner of her mouth. “I don’t know what’s going to happen, but for sure, I will let you know.” He hesitated. “If you’re on your way to find another job, I totally understand. Let me know if you need any recommendations.” Shokou bit her lip and hugged Sho.
“Thank you, Sakurai-san,” she said. “You’re a totally awesome boss. Good luck with your plans.” With that, she let him go and waved goodbye.
Sho closed the door behind her, and was startled to find Jun standing there. “That wasn’t what it looks like,” he said. “She was just-”
“I know. I heard everything,” Jun said. Together they made their way to the couch and sat. Sho put his arm Jun, drawing him closer in a cuddle. Jun winced when Sho grazed his hand over the still fresh wound. “Sorry,” Sho said, leaning over to kiss it.
Jun smiled, and playfully pushed on Sho’s head to prop him back up. “So let me guess,” Jun said. “In that envelope in your hand now is a ‘Dear John’ letter from your father, telling you he took his money, so goodbye.” Sho chuckled, but nodded. He threw the envelope on the coffee table. “You don’t seem surprised.”
“Well, he has been telling me that he’d pull out his investment if I stay with you, so…” Sho shrugged. “Dad always keeps his word.” Jun sighed, leaning his head on Sho’s shoulder. “What are you going to do now?” he asked.
"Right now? Hmm, let me see..." Sho feigned that he was thinking about it as his hand trailed down over Jun's pants zipper rubbing over Jun's cock.
"Are you kidding me? We’re having a serious moment here."
Sho just smiled. “I’ll worry about things later. For now, I’m serious about this.” With that, he knelt between Jun’s legs and unzipped his pants.
"I'll do you good, baby." he said, licking the tip of Jun’s cock, teasing his lover. Jun just smirked. "Prove it," he challenged. And Sho did. He can keep his word, too.
The End
*****
A/N: Well... that's it. I'm so sad. I had so much fun writing this, though I did have my moments of pulling my hair out. In the end, it worked out fine. I hope you guys enjoyed the Sakumoto journey. Writing this kind of genre is challenging, so let me know what you think.
As always, thank you guys for reading. see you around the fandom.
Fanfic TOC: There are a couple of Sakumoto fics listed here, too. *shameless plugging is shameless*