Maybe We're Falling (Chapter 6)
Title: Maybe We’re Falling (6/7)
Pairing: Akame
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Drama, Angst, Romance
Beta: carboncastel
Disclaimer: Please just let them own each other already. I don’t.
Summary: After 2 years of making the US his career base, Akanishi Jin is coming back to Tokyo and is rejoining KAT-TUN. Time has passed. Some things have changed, some have not. Maybe we’re fallin’ in the crazy love.
A/N: A multi-chapter song fic based on KAT-TUN’s Crazy Love. Time setting of the fic is 2013, so that’s 3 years after Jin officially left KAT-TUN.
A/N 2: This is a weird chapter. Might confuse you, but hopefully at the end you’ll understand what everything was about. Er, enjoy still? xD
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君と同じ夢を見て
今が続くと思ってた
どんな嘘君の秘密
全て信じてたら守りたかった
I believe that our dreams remain
The same to this day
Whatever lies, your secrets
I wanted to believe them all and protect you
“Don’t leave?” Kame said, his voice hushed and tentative, as if afraid that Jin might get angry with what he said.
“Ha?”
They were seated in a café, having some coffee in the afternoon. Jin still had two weeks to spend in Japan before he went to America for his Yellow Gold Tour, but with the schedules they had, both men were sure that this was the last time they would get to hang out together.
And yes, they did hang out. Before Jin decided on going solo, before Kame confessed to Jin, even before all the controversies, they were friends. They were very good friends. Jin wanted to permanently keep that in his memory. In his heart.
Jin glanced at Kame. The younger man had a blank expression, so that Jin found it hard to determine if he was serious or not.
“Kame, I can’t,” Jin said, confused. “Everything’s ready. I want to - ”
Kame laughed.
“Just kidding.”
Jin could remember that he sighed in relief when Kame said that. He was relieved that Kame was kidding. That Kame was not serious when he asked Jin to stay. Because if Kame were serious, Jin wouldn’t have known what to say or do.
~
“Jin,” YamaPi said. His breathing was shallow and it sounded like he was crying. Or something.
“What? What’s the problem?” Jin asked as he dressed for work, rushing about as usual. His one hand was clutching the cordless phone while his other clumsily buttoned up his shirt.
“Jin - it’s Kame - ” YamaPi said, his voice cracking.
Jin merely raised an eyebrow, even if Pi couldn’t see him.
“What about him?” Jin asked, bewildered.
He rushed about, fetching his socks and shoes and organizing his bag. He didn’t even stop to think of what might have happened to Kame that YamaPi was so concerned about, that would drive YamaPi to calling Jin at such an awkward timing.
“Jin - Kame’s gone - ”
~
Kame was drying himself up when Jin entered the dressing room. The younger man had just finished dancing for Koki after his own solo, 1582, and Jin was watching the whole time. To this day, it still confused Jin how Kame was so feminine and masculine at the same time, perfectly exemplified in that performance in Break the Records. Maybe he’d never understand.
“Ah - sumimasen - ” Jin interjected, walking in on Kame wearing just a towel around his waist.
“Un, daijoubu,” Kame replied without looking up, busy cleaning himself.
Jin approached his locker and fumbled with his things. He forgot what he came in for, the sight of Kame slightly shocking him. Another thing that made sense to Jin only now was his reaction back then. He stood in front of his locker, lost in thought, and after a while, Kame noticed the stillness.
“Akanishi? Are you okay?” Kame asked.
Jin was frozen, staring into his locker. He didn’t dare turn to Kame lest he made an unnecessary move. He felt Kame getting closer, and suddenly Jin’s feeling sweaty, and panics just a little bit when he feels Kame’s hand on his shoulder.
“Jin?”
That was the final straw. Jin turned and faced Kame, and was momentarily stunned that Kame was so near him with only a towel. Jin gulped as Kame tried to ask yet again what was up, and Jin leaned in and pressed his lips onto Kame’s, his fingers locking onto the soft and still slightly cold skin of the younger man’s waist.
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Jin was sitting across Kame on the train. They had just finished filming Gokusen 2 for the day, and were heading back to the Jimusho.
“Ne, Jin,” Kame said in a low but excited whisper, leaning across.
“Un?” Jin was busy reading a magazine article about their senpai duo, Tackey and Tsubasa.
“Let’s skip practice today,” Kame said, almost winking in his enthusiasm.
“Eh?” Jin stared at his friend. Even at that age, Kame was already known to be such a workaholic, so it made no sense that he was the one suggesting that they ditched dance practice. “But the others will be waiting for us.”
“Let’s say filming got delayed - ?”
“They’d find out - ”
“Do you want to or not?” Kame asked stubbornly, but the grin never left his face.
Jin stared for a few more moments, obviously deliberating, and then decided that, even if it was an absence from work, he can’t go wrong if he was hanging out with Kame, who always seemed to be on the right side of people. If worse came to worst and they did get in trouble, Kame would be able to talk them out of it.
“Kazuya,” Jin said, rolling the magazine up and tucking it under his arm. “Let’s go to karaoke.”
~
Jin waved at the audience with a sad smile as he walked across the stage, preparing for their final song. This was it. He was about to sing Kame’s song for him.
“Thank you all for coming out tonight!” Nakamaru yelled out to the crowd, grinning.
Koki, Ueda, and Taguchi were walking down the aisles, shaking hands and giving out their thanks. Jin’s sight spanned the audience once more, taking in how this crowd had welcomed him back, trying to convey through mere gaze how grateful he was. And then something caught his eye. Someone in the crowd. He can’t be wrong about it. He climbed down the stage and went down the aisle to where he was.
“Kame?” Jin just whispered, but Kame heard him over the roaring crowd and smiled. “Wh - why are you here? Aren’t you…?”
“I’m not busy today,” Kame replied, poised as ever, without getting up from his seat. “So I can watch you perform with the rest of KAT-TUN,” the younger man ended brightly.
“Oh, right,” Jin replied, not sure what he was saying. “That’s right…”
“Oi, Akanishi, come back here already!” Koki yelled, his voice reverberating around Tokyo Dome. Jin glanced up and saw that he and the rest of the group were already back on stage, lined up for their last song.
Jin made a last glance at Kame, who smiled encouragingly, and jogged back up to the stage. Approaching the others, he held the microphone to his side and tried to tell the others who he just met among the audience.
“Kame’s here - ”
“Thank you again for coming to our first live tour!” Nakamaru said into his mic, and Jin’s head snapped in his direction.
“What’s he saying?!” the returning member asked Ueda, but he was ignored. “Hey, I saw Kame - he’s alive - he’s - ”
Even Taguchi wouldn’t pay attention. Just then, staff gave them the signal that their song was about to start. Jin decided to let it go for the time being, and poised himself for the intro. But then, a different tune played, and to his right stood Kamenashi, singing the first lines of Real Face.
“Moshi moshi, Nakamaru desu.”
Jin gulped, clutching his mobile phone to his ear as if afraid that it would disappear. He just woke up, panicky and confused, his breathing heavy. Somehow, he had managed to speed dial his eldest bandmate in his incoherence.
“Akanishi? Daijoubu?” the concerned voice of Nakamaru came through. “What’s the matter?”
The voice calms Jin and reminds him of normality. This is reality, he tells himself, even sighing in relief. It was all just a dream.
“Akanishi?” Nakamaru says again, so that Jin finally replied.
“Let’s have phone sex,” Jin said, using his own baka humor to further compose himself.
The older man clucked his tongue, seriously annoyed.
“Don’t scare me like that.”
“What, you’re scared of phone sex?”
“I didn’t mean that. I meant the sudden phone call. Are you okay?”
It was, after all, just 6 in the morning, Jin learned as he checked his bedside clock.
“Yes… I’m fine…”
Silence.
“What day is it today?”
“There’s seriously something wrong with you, Akanishi.”
“Just answer the question, please?” Jin said, letting himself fall back on his pillows.
“Today’s the first day of our tour.”
“Right. I thought so. ‘Bye, then. See you later!” he added brightly. “And thanks.”
“You sure you’re alright? Anything I can do for you?” Nakamaru asked, still quite worried.
“… Phone sex?”
“GOODBYE, AKANISHI!”
Jin managed a small smile at Nakamaru’s words. He shifted into a more comfortable position in bed and closed his eyes, letting his breathing return to normal. He raised his phone to look at the date and time. He still had a few hours to sleep. And then his day would start. The first day of KAT-TUN’s first tour without Kamenashi Kazuya.
/To be continued/
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Weird chapter, I know. Supposedly, most of it are Jin’s memories, and just the concert is the freaky hallucination-like part of Jin’s dream. ‘Kay why am I explaining. Next chapter is the last! :D
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