Who Are We? - Chapter 6
Title: Who Are We?
Pairing: Akame
Genre: AU, Romance
Rating: NC-17
Beta: infynitehexes
Disclaimer: Own nothing but the plot, sadly.
Warnings: I don’t know how to warn you without spoiling the story so just read at your own risk. LOL
Summary: He wakes up naked to find himself in bed with a beautiful young man and without any of his memories. What’s his name again?
A/N: Unintentional but I’m updating late on a Tuesday again. Enjoy!
Chapter 6
“How long have we been together?”
It’s a lazy afternoon and Jin is sprawled all over Kame’s mattress as the latter works in silence on his computer right beside the bed. Kame is wearing eyeglasses again, and Jin knows that when those eyeglasses are out, the younger man is firm on getting some work done. Jin also finds them such a turn on, but that’s beside the point.
Jin asks his questions in an offhand manner because, naturally, he doesn’t want to let Kame know what he’s up to. Kame has been working on his research for the past hour, with Jin randomly throwing him seemingly harmless inquiries. Kame responds to them without much thought, his concentration devoted to the paper he’s writing.
This time, Kame replies, too, without taking his eyes off the computer screen as he says, “For me, we’ve been together since the day we met.”
Jin doesn’t know if he’s imagining the small smirk pulling at the corners of Kame’s lips, but he’s slightly annoyed by the vague answer disguised as a sappy affirmation of their relationship.
After reading up on his personal information and recent activities, Jin’s head has come up with probably a hundred questions about himself and about Kame. Remembering Kame’s reaction when he asked about the lace underwear, though, Jin felt he would not get proper answers if he asked so bluntly.
Jin doesn’t know where to start either. He believes there is something between them, but now, he’s not so sure what it really is. If he doesn’t get his memory back anytime soon, Jin understands that it’s going to be a long and difficult process to identify with this life, the life he’s going to lead from now on. Since admitting to not remembering anything, he has been assisted by Kame in every step of the way. Jin only wishes it’s because of what they have between them, and not some scheme.
Nevertheless, Jin believes - knows - that what he feels for Kame is real.
“So how did we meet?” Jin tries again, lying on his side and looking up at Kame’s face.
The younger man leans back in his chair with a sigh, taking his glasses off, closing his eyes, and massaging his nose bridge a little before replying, “It was when your family moved in to the house next to ours back in Edogawa. You introduced yourself to me.”
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“Jin-kun! Please come down from the truck now! Reio-kun, you too!”
Kazuya was playing by himself on the yard when he heard the voice of a woman calling out from nearby. Curious, Kazuya peered out the gates of his home. He spotted a parked pick-up truck in front of the house next door. There were two kids playing on the back of the large vehicle, and the woman who was trying to get them to come down was standing at the sidewalk.
A few moments more and Kazuya saw two men in utility uniforms come out of the house, accompanied by a much older man in a suit. Just one gesture from this man and the boys instantly climbed off the truck.
The man and woman were still having a discussion with the utility guys, which Kazuya found uninteresting. He was about to go back inside his house when suddenly the taller of the two boys was in front of him, showing him a big, toothy grin.
“Hi, do you live here?” he asked, pointing to the façade of Kazuya’s aged house.
Kazuya nodded back uncertainly. His mom did tell him not to talk to strangers.
“Then we’ll be neighbors now! Let’s play soccer some time, ne?” the boy exclaimed, raising his hand in what Kazuya could only suppose was an invitation to a highfive, which he did not return. No, he does not highfive with strangers either.
Kazuya stared at the boy’s hand, which eventually dropped to his side because of the lack of response.
“Uh, my name is Jin, by the way. Akanishi Jin,” the boy, Jin, said, now less enthusiastic and more polite, his introduction accompanied by a bow.
“Kamenashi Kazuya,” he murmured back, because he was still unsure if this was a good idea. Anyhow, Jin seemed pleased that he introduced himself back.
Kazuya glanced at Jin’s company, and realized that the truck had driven away and his family had already gone into the house. The surprise must have shown in Kazuya’s face because Jin looked behind him, too.
“Oh. I’ll go inside now,” Jin said, smiling as he backed away. “Nice to meet you, ne!”
Kazuya had only been playing baseball since becoming athletic, but for the rest of that day, he wondered if he could try to play soccer, too.
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“I was the one who talked to you first, huh?” Jin asks, his head hanging at the edge of Kame’s bed. Kame, whose face is upside down from his point of view at the moment, is looking at him with an apparent happy face, clearly delighted to be recounting their story as well.
“Yeah, you were pretty friendly back then,” Kame says, chuckling.
“Aren’t I now?” Jin inquires, frowning.
“You still are… I guess,” says Kame thoughtfully, and Jin fleetingly wonders what that is about, before he remembers something.
“I thought our moms were BFFs or something?”
“Yes, they eventually became ‘BFFs,’” Kame agrees, drawing quotation marks in the air upon using Jin’s preferred terminology for ‘best friends.’ “Just a few days after you guys moved in, they already talked a lot and became really good friends.”
“What about us? How did we become close?”
Kame folds some of the sheets of paper in front of him, putting them away neatly beside the screen. He also closes the three or four books lying in the cramped space between the screen and keyboard and stacks them to the side in alphabetical order. What a neat freak, Jin thinks.
“You proved to be really annoying back then,” Kame says, entirely turning his chair to Jin’s direction now.
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“Are they still talking inside?” Jin asked as soon as Kazuya went out the front door.
Both their mothers were at the Akanishi residence - Kazuya thinks they’re planning to bake some snacks for the afternoon - and, true enough, Kazuya was getting quite bored sitting beside his mom and listening to their conversation about quality baking pans and low-cost flour.
“Yeah, they’re still just planning if it’s going to be cupcakes or cookies,” he replied, grimacing.
Jin was all alone at the yard today, sitting on the ground and tinkering with his bike. Kazuya remembered hearing him complain to his dad the other day about getting a new one, though Kazuya thought this one was still in perfect condition.
“Where’s Reio-kun?”
“Some… study workshop? I don’t know,” Jin shrugged, absorbed in his task.
Jin’s younger brother did seem like the more studious one between them. Kazuya wasn’t too excited about school either, though his brothers always tell him to study hard so he can go to a good university. Kazuya was more interested in baseball, and hoped that he could become a professional player one day.
“Maybe tomorrow they’ll get around to cooking something,” Jin commented about their mothers, laughing as he dusted his hands on his denim shorts. “Hey, what about we race around the neighborhood while we’re waiting?”
Jin stood up, facing Kazuya. The younger boy frowned; he had not taken his bicycle out in a while. But if he declined this invitation from Jin, the older boy would probably think Kazuya was unsociable, or something - he had not once agreed to play soccer yet.
So, after much thought, Kazuya finally nodded.
“Alright, I’ll just go and get my bike.”
Three laps around the block later and they were back in the yard, both tired and sweaty but with silly grins on their faces. Nearing the house, they could already smell the scent of freshly baked sweets. They could have been imagining it, though, because they were both starving.
“I won two out of three~” Jin said in a sing-song voice, his nose up in the air. Kazuya didn’t think much of it but he rolled his eyes anyway, knowing that Jin was waiting for that sort of reaction.
“You pulled at my shirt when I was about to turn at the konbini corner in the second lap,” Kazuya contested coolly, parking his bike next to Jin’s.
“No, I didn’t! Admit it, you’re just slow~ Like a turtle~”
“Shut up - ”
“Oh - ” Jin suddenly halted, turning to the smaller boy and blocking Kazuya’s way.
“What ‘oh?’” Kazuya asked with a raised eyebrow, suspicious, because Jin had a wicked glint in his smile.
“From now on, I’m calling you ‘Kame-chan,’” Jin declared solemnly, earning another scowl from his friend. “Get it? Because you’re slow like a turtle, and it’s your surname anyway…”
Kazuya sidestepped the taller kid and continued walking up to the house, ignoring the persistent teasing.
“… It’s alright, Kame-chan, you can call me something else, too, if you want -” Jin went on even when Kazuya was already at the door.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Kazuya finally barked back. “Can you think of an animal that’s noisy and greedy with food and lazy and annoying?”
“What - HEY!”
Laughing, Kazuya dashed into the house with a pouting Jin at his heels.
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“So you are slow.”
Jin is now sitting on Kame’s bed, successfully messing up the sheets which Kame has eyed with distaste a few times now.
“And you’re a dirty cheat,” Kame retorts stoutly, holding his arms across his chest. Jin looks at him and sees nothing but childish pride, and now Jin considers the possibility that he may just be reading into Kame too much.
He hasn’t asked Kame about the things he read and heard yesterday, and while Jin tells himself that he needs the tactics and right timing to get good answers from Kame, he knows, too, that he’s scared of what he might find out. He loves Kame, and he’s frightened that when he finally gets the truth about things - and it turns out that Kame isn’t the person he’s made Jin believe him to be - he’s going to have to shake these feelings off as if nothing ever happened.
“When did we move here?” Jin asks, referring to the present Kamenashi residence.
“Well, we moved here when I got accepted into university. And since you were going to the same school anyway, Mom invited you to stay here.”
Kame gets up from his chair and peers out the window, “Does it look like it’s going to rain? I want to do the laundry…”
Jin sort of panics when he hears that - he’s about to lose his chance of finding things out from Kame, and Kame would be reminded of the lace underwear which they had avoided talking about - so he grabs Kame’s hand and says playfully, “Why don’t we dirty up some more clothes before you do that?”
The characteristic rolling of the eyes, which Jin has seen a number of times already, is back, and as expected, Kame twists his wrist away from Jin’s grip, “Not every day’s your lucky day.”
“Aww, c’mon, you haven’t even told me how and when we started dating~”
Jin whines, but he realizes that what he said sounded too planned and rehearsed because it sends Kame flying right out the room, murmuring an excuse without meeting his eyes. And that’s when Jin loses his patience, bounding off the bed and making a mad dash after Kame before he manages to go down the stairs.
“Jin… hnnggghhh… Jin, you’re - you’re so big - ”
That’s the next thing Jin hears from him after the taller man had pulled him back into the bedroom and flung him brutally to the bed like some madman taking a hostage. Lots of rough kissing and some reckless stripping later, Jin finds he’s unable to stop himself because he’s angry and turned on and frustrated all at the same time. Kame might have made some protest along the way but Jin was too irate to notice anything, and now, Kame’s a bit teary-eyed from the pain because Jin literally just shoved into him without any sort of preparation.
“Shhh… It’s not like - this is the first time - ”
Jin says the first thing that comes to his mind, and he notes how Kame looks stunned, shocked even, that Jin said something like that, and that makes Jin all the more suspicious. Kame looks scared whenever Jin ‘dares’ to do something rather rude or unpleasant. Offended, Jin would understand, but scared?
“Please - move - Jin - ” Kame pleads, his voice strangled and his eyes shut tight. He’s not sure what he’s done - maybe Jin’s just on a whole new level of horny today - but the pain is killing him right now.
Naturally, though, Jin doesn’t move, and for a brief moment he savors the look of agony on Kame’s face. These negative feelings he has for Kame at present aren’t the same as the affection - Jin would like to believe that the affection is something that seeps back from whatever’s lost in his head. This anger, though… this feeling of betrayal is something that wasn’t there before.
Jin runs a hand down Kame’s side, and he shivers lightly when he thinks of the possibility that he should not be doing this at all.
“Jin! Please!” Kame yells and kisses him, pleading for Jin to just move.
Jin kisses him back sloppily, tongue rolling on tongue and lips and cheeks. Kame is gripping Jin’s shoulders tightly, muttering his pleas and Jin thinks he’s hearing some dirty talk, too, and he wonders if that should warrant a scandalized look from him, too, because Kame has been enjoying that license for a while now.
“Kame…” Jin whispers, interrupting the smaller man’s stream of curses and please. “Do you love me?”
Jin is starting to doubt Kame, and it’s like he needs to hear reassurance for all this. He needs to know that he’s doing the right thing by being with Kame.
“Jin - what are you - ” Kame tries to say, chuckling a bit even as his fingernails continue to dig into the skin on Jin’s shoulders.
Jin had realized that, ever since he woke up that day without his memory, he hasn’t heard Kame once say ‘I love you,’ to him.
“I said - do you love me, Kame - ” Jin repeats, speaking with gritted teeth, struggling with his words just as well.
He’s finding it difficult to keep his hips steady, feeling Kame heat up as each second goes by, and it’s driving him crazy. Kame is driving him crazy.
“Y - yesJinIlovey - oh god, yes! YES!” Kame ends up screaming when Jin begins to pound into him.
Jin’s senses begin to cloud with a mixture of rage and lust, unsure why he wanted Kame helpless and vulnerable under him right now. He thrusts so hard that Kame rocks back and forth on the bed, barely secured in place by Jin’s arms around him. Jin feels Kame’s hand snake between their bodies to touch himself, but Jin pulls his arm and pins his hand above his head.
“Jin - I need to - ”
“Can’t you come without touching yourself?” Jin mutters into Kame’s ear. “Can’t you come just by being. Fucked. By. Me?” Jin asks, thrusting hard with each word.
And come, Kame does, spilling white hot semen between their bodies. Apparently, being fucked by Jin is enough to make him come without touching himself after all. Almost simultaneously, he feels Jin spill his liquid inside Kame as the taller man shakes from his strong and drawn orgasm. Kame feels Jin tighten his arms around the smaller man, and suddenly Kame is confused with what this really is all about.
“Jin, are you alright?” Kame manages to let out.
He did come, but now his entire body feels painful - god knows he might even be bleeding back there - but he couldn’t be bothered right now because Jin is acting so strange and it doesn’t scare Kame as much as it puzzles him. Jin doesn’t seem to be regaining his memory, but the emotions he’s showing aren’t explicable either.
And Jin is still hugging him tightly, as if afraid that Kame might suddenly disappear.
“Kame… I trust you…”
That is all that Jin could bear to say, and still he could feel his heart clenching painfully at the thought of Kame hurting him. He does not know what exactly he fears for - which might just be the worst kind of fear in the world - but he knows in his heart that even as he uttered those words, they were not entirely true.
To be continued…
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