My Best Friend's Wedding
Title: My Best Friend's Wedding
Chapter: 5
Pairings: Ohmiya, OhnoxOC (other pairings to come)
Rating: PG
Summary: Nino loves Ohno, Nino is also Ohno's best friend. So when Ohno wants to marry his long time girlfriend what does Nino do?
Warnings: Failed Humour, Generic Story, General Sucky Writing and Careless Mistakes are Plenty.
Alright, That’s it.
Ohno Satoshi I don’t love you anymore.
When we were in his room sharing a moment, Sho had called. Sho was the manager of the group Satoshi choreographed and they were good friends. He had set up a meeting with Amy at our usual club once he got to know those two had fought.
He usually wouldn’t come to the clubs himself because apparently his lover’s tastes in outings were a little eccentric. So Sho called set them up, Ohno dragged me with him, begging me to not let him give in.
And I had tried, I really had but they were still making out on the chair in front.
I’m not stupid. I know Satoshi was about to kiss me and I had been so happy.
But now?
I just feel fucking used.
We didn’t kiss but he was going to drown his own sexual frustrations in his girlfriend by getting it on with me. And he had apologized for dragging me into this? Bloody hypocrite. Blood throbbing in my ears I could not find even one single thing that I loved about this man anymore.
I stormed away. I didn’t need this.
I wasn’t drunk but angry enough to lose most inhibitions anyway as I grabbed the most scantily clad girl I could find and grinded my hips against hers.
I am tired of being Satoshi’s wife. I never thought I’d feel this way. But I do. Because I can’t stand being treated this way.
I did drink alcohol though...I’m feeling kind of dizzy and suddenly there are arms hooked around me, I feel a kiss and it’s, it’s too hard, I feel even more dizzy and my knees are buckling. The arms get tighter or maybe I’m just feeling hotter, something is gripping into my hair or maybe it’s just the heat. I feel like I’m melting into it and the red and green swirl of disco lights melt into black and the next thing I remember:
“Oh thank god you’re awake!”
I wake up in an unknown bed, looking upon an unknown room and face to face with an unknown person. I do the only thing I can thing of.
“AAAHHHHHHH”
The guy splutters for a while, flails his limbs a little before jumping me and I just struggle harder, try to scream harder but his hands are clasped hard around my mouth.
“SHUT UP! I WON’T HURT YOU!” I struggle for a few more seconds just for reassurance before going lax and he straightens clambering off me.
“Okay who are you?”
“I should be asking you!”
“I come to clean Jun-sama’s room and you’re sleeping here! If I hadn’t seen the note I would have called the police!”
The man’s doe brown eyes were widened almost comically and I would have laughed but I have no idea about this person who brought me to this house and is apparently writing notes about me. He could be a stalker. I looked about...a rich stalker but stalker none the less.
Plus I am in love with Satoshi....oh wait I thought I decided to fall out of love yesterday. So I am not with Satoshi. That means it’s okay for me to see people? But then Toshi...Oh just fuck it! Who am I kidding here?
“So I am in the house of someone named Jun?”
“Matsumoto Jun-sama.”
“And he wrote a note about me?”
The guy nodded before producing a crumpled piece of paper.
a friend
A friend? I don’t have any friends called Matsumoto Jun!
“A friend?”
“You seem surprised. Are you not his friend?”
“I’ve never seen him in my life.”
The guy pointed to the bedside table to the photoframe containing a handsome young man with sharp pointed features and slightly crooked teeth and a devilish smirk.
Looking at him gave me an odd sense of déjà vu.
But I still shook my head, “I’ve never seen him!”
“Really? Then why did he bring you home? Jun-sama rarely brings guests home.”
“I don’t know!” I can’t remember anything. The last thing I remember isthi incredible heat and lips and oh shit!
“He didn’t do anything inappropriate did he?” I asked worried.
The guy looked at me closely, “It doesn’t look like he had. Trust me I could tell if he had!”
“Oh..Thank God! Wait, who are YOU?”
“I’m Jun-sama’s...uh...secretary? housekeeper? Butler? Don’t know myself.” He rubbed his nape sheepishly before adding, “My name is Ikuta Toma though.”
“Oh...okay, I’m Ninomiya Kazunari and I was wondering can I leave now?”
“Uh...I guess. Do you wanna leave a card or a number or something?”
I looked about and still could not remember this place or it’s owner and I didn’t appreciate being abducted here from the club, “No?”
“Fine. You may leave, I guess,” He looked pensive for a while, “Hey want a melon bun?”
Despite my protests he thrust a bun into my hand and waved me goodbye. Coming out of the house I realized this was one of the more upper class districts near Shibuya. I couldn’t help but wonder how I got here and why I was still safe.
I made it to Satoshi’s house eventually. Relieved to see no Mina waiting to ambush me anywhere around the house I peacefully crept into Satoshi’s room.
No Mina, but this time it was worse...Satoshi was sitting up on bed, looking angry.
“WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?”
“You know oddly enough I have no idea.”
“KAZU...uh...NINO! I was so FREAKING FREAKED OUT!”
“I’m sorry but I think I fainted.”
“FAINTED? OH MY GOD!” And Satoshi ran up to me, pulled me into his arms, “I was so scared.” His face was pressed into the side of my head, into my hair.
I realized that he was crying.
“It’s okay Satoshi, for a while there I was scared too. But when I woke up today in a stranger’s bed with another stranger having done nothing with either of them by the way I wasn’t killed or raped. I must be lucky right.”
Satoshi chuckled brokenly but his sobs didn’t subside, “Baka. Don’t get me that scared again!”
‘I’m sorry. It’s just things have been so weird lately since we’ve been lovers.”
“Yeah. I’m really sorry for that.”
“I just want to go back to what it was, Nino and Ohno.”
Ohno retracted and his chubby cheeks were stained with tears, “We’ll always be Ohno and Nino. It’s just a rough patch. We’ll get over it!”
I raised my hand uncertainly to wipe his tears away choking on my own. There’s something I really wanted to tell him but I couldn’t as I bit my lip and Satoshi pulled me back into the hug.
That’s really comforting to know Satoshi. Thank you for telling me that.
It died on my lips but I didn’t care because right now it felt like I had Satoshi back.
The door slammed open and Satoshi jumped back, we both did. A harried looking Mina entered, she smiled when she caught a glimpse of Satoshi’s hold on me, “Toto-chan, Kazu-kun you’re needed downstairs.”
We looked at each other worriedly.
Rushing downstairs I realized that in the span of 20 minutes that I’ve spent reconciling with Satoshi upstairs, the whole house had awoken from slumber and is now getting ready to go out...to the beach non-the-less.
I looked for Mina, thinking that she had a hand in this.
“Why the beach?”
“Mother wanted a photoshoot of you two lovebirds for printing on the invites. She hired a professional. Promise I did not put her through it.”
“But you suggested the beach?”
“Well it’s romantic in the beach. I’m sure you guys have good memories there.”
My trips to the beach with Satoshi would suck crap. I’d sit in the sand till it reached the cracks of my toes and fingers, ears and nose and other unmentionables while Satoshi would either whine about wanting to fish until I gave him permission or fish anyway or pull me along to the swaying vessels of ultimate destruction.
Did you know that in ancient Europe they used to use ships, galley actually in big giant fleets, to transport armed forces to other countries to engage in battle? Floating vessels were created for evil I’m telling you.
But Satoshi would be there and would pat my back after I hurled and give me candy.
Yeah...they were valuable memories if not exactly good.
“Okay you’re reminiscing. The beach must be special then. Bingo I hit jackspot.” Mina patted herself on her back before rushing over to her bedroom to tend to a crying Shoutaro.
And we were dragged to the beach. It was a picnic rather than a shoot. Eating, drinking, joking, singing and food fights in a rented minibus. He were hyped and dizzy even before we reached the beach.
It was pretty the sun was up and the breeze was soft but cool, the sand was glistening white under the sun while the sea behind made a beautiful mirage of being an unending abyss.
I could tell right then and there that Satoshi wanted to fish.
I couldn’t help but chuckle as I caught the older man looking with great yearning towards the sea.; eyes alive with a twinkle of want. He’s so predictable.
I was in fact laughing as I ran up to him and instinctively I laced our fingers together.
“Come on Satoshi, if you pout like that I’m going to start cribbing about the fact that all this wedding sham is costing a fortune.”
Satoshi smiled and tightened his grip around mine, “C’mon this is not going to be waste” and he started running through the sand pulling me along. I couldn’t help laughing as we ran like little kids and I caught the satisfied looks on our mother’s faces as we did, stopping only when we had reached the area where the sand had become soft and damp with the tides lapping lightly at it and wetting the edges of our feet.
My heart was soaring so high, it flew with the gulls.
All the while our hands remained linked and a shot resounded from behind us.
“That was great, why don’t we get a few more poses?” Our professional photographer was already at work? And I thought I’d get to spend more time with Satoshi!
In the end it felt like we were born to be in front of the camera as I realized the camera wasn’t there to disturb us but was here just to capture our lovely moments together. It was like any other day at the beach with Satoshi except with a woman going “can you tilt your head a little?” every few minutes or so.
Every time shots of Satoshi and I were taken the family would join in and we’d take more shots just for the sake of keeping an album. We made sandcastles castles and played around with Shoutaro and Tachiko with a brilliant still capture taken of Satoshi crying when Tachiko stomped over his masterpiece sandcastle in the shape of the Great Wall of China.
We played Volley ball and my mom almost killed me with a well aimed power shot at my head. But soon Satoshi was there rubbing my head as I winced in pain and another satisfying still of us was taken leaning against each other.
In the end we had to get up on a boat because memories of Satoshi with water was incomplete without one. Promising to not fish Satoshi dragged me and the photographer to take pictures on the boat. We waited as he took permission from the owner.
As Satoshi helped me board the gently swaying vessel I looked at his miserable face and realized that this must be a fishing boat and I knew exactly what Satoshi wanted to do here.
“Don’t even think about it.” I warned and Satoshi grinned imply putting up his hands pleading innocence. I hit him lightly on the shoulder.
The photographer-san asked us to first stand directly in front of the sun so that our pictures come out in what she called ‘romantic silhouettes’ but before she could snap a shot of us facing each other, both hands linked, Satoshi’s pants rang. He excused himself as he fished for it in his pockets.
I grinned as I shoved a hand in his pocket to pick it out. I hear a vague click in the background. In the end it came out in my hand and as I handed it to him I couldn’t help but catch the name on the screen.
Amy
My heart sank despite me having known all along that this was just a sham. No matter how I felt it wouldn’t change. The day that had been so bright was suddenly starting to set. Only...only Ohno rejected the call turned off his cell phone and took my hand in his again.
I was surprised beyond words, my heart beating so fast that I couldn’t even tell if it was even beating and the fluttering in my stomach intensified further and further as Satoshi came closer and bumped his forehead against mine.
*Click*
I couldn’t care less if this was for show or to make his mother happy but with Satoshi’s smile and our hearts beating side by side as he held me in his arms next I felt deliriously happy. I could believe that his enthralling smile was for me, was there because of me. Whatever I may be to him, I was happy that at least the power to light his face up in that smile was still mine.
The photographer gently instructed us to shift to a place that was away from the sun so that our faces would show properly. So with our hands linked the way they were and sticking close we shifted as per instruction.
She made a thoughtful face, “You know I think we need something a little bit more special.” She finally said with a hopeful face. I dreaded her implications. But Satoshi only chuckled from beside me.
“You mean something like this?” Before I could comprehend Satoshi’s arms were wrapped around me from where he was standing beside me and I was facing the front. His face pressed into my cheek in a nuzzle or a kiss or whatever you’d call the delicious mix of having his lips, nose and general face shoved into your cheek and neck.
“Perfect!”
I caught the start of a grin on the photographer’s face before I closed my eyes and my own lips stretched at the cool draught that picked up my hair and the tightening of Satoshi’s grip around my shoulders
**Click**
That day I realized all over again why I loved Satoshi so much.
**See, things are looking up. Chapter Six will progress without much event I'm afraid but I hope you guys don't or already have not lost interest in this X(
Chapter: 5
Pairings: Ohmiya, OhnoxOC (other pairings to come)
Rating: PG
Summary: Nino loves Ohno, Nino is also Ohno's best friend. So when Ohno wants to marry his long time girlfriend what does Nino do?
Warnings: Failed Humour, Generic Story, General Sucky Writing and Careless Mistakes are Plenty.
Alright, That’s it.
Ohno Satoshi I don’t love you anymore.
When we were in his room sharing a moment, Sho had called. Sho was the manager of the group Satoshi choreographed and they were good friends. He had set up a meeting with Amy at our usual club once he got to know those two had fought.
He usually wouldn’t come to the clubs himself because apparently his lover’s tastes in outings were a little eccentric. So Sho called set them up, Ohno dragged me with him, begging me to not let him give in.
And I had tried, I really had but they were still making out on the chair in front.
I’m not stupid. I know Satoshi was about to kiss me and I had been so happy.
But now?
I just feel fucking used.
We didn’t kiss but he was going to drown his own sexual frustrations in his girlfriend by getting it on with me. And he had apologized for dragging me into this? Bloody hypocrite. Blood throbbing in my ears I could not find even one single thing that I loved about this man anymore.
I stormed away. I didn’t need this.
I wasn’t drunk but angry enough to lose most inhibitions anyway as I grabbed the most scantily clad girl I could find and grinded my hips against hers.
I am tired of being Satoshi’s wife. I never thought I’d feel this way. But I do. Because I can’t stand being treated this way.
I did drink alcohol though...I’m feeling kind of dizzy and suddenly there are arms hooked around me, I feel a kiss and it’s, it’s too hard, I feel even more dizzy and my knees are buckling. The arms get tighter or maybe I’m just feeling hotter, something is gripping into my hair or maybe it’s just the heat. I feel like I’m melting into it and the red and green swirl of disco lights melt into black and the next thing I remember:
“Oh thank god you’re awake!”
I wake up in an unknown bed, looking upon an unknown room and face to face with an unknown person. I do the only thing I can thing of.
“AAAHHHHHHH”
The guy splutters for a while, flails his limbs a little before jumping me and I just struggle harder, try to scream harder but his hands are clasped hard around my mouth.
“SHUT UP! I WON’T HURT YOU!” I struggle for a few more seconds just for reassurance before going lax and he straightens clambering off me.
“Okay who are you?”
“I should be asking you!”
“I come to clean Jun-sama’s room and you’re sleeping here! If I hadn’t seen the note I would have called the police!”
The man’s doe brown eyes were widened almost comically and I would have laughed but I have no idea about this person who brought me to this house and is apparently writing notes about me. He could be a stalker. I looked about...a rich stalker but stalker none the less.
Plus I am in love with Satoshi....oh wait I thought I decided to fall out of love yesterday. So I am not with Satoshi. That means it’s okay for me to see people? But then Toshi...Oh just fuck it! Who am I kidding here?
“So I am in the house of someone named Jun?”
“Matsumoto Jun-sama.”
“And he wrote a note about me?”
The guy nodded before producing a crumpled piece of paper.
a friend
A friend? I don’t have any friends called Matsumoto Jun!
“A friend?”
“You seem surprised. Are you not his friend?”
“I’ve never seen him in my life.”
The guy pointed to the bedside table to the photoframe containing a handsome young man with sharp pointed features and slightly crooked teeth and a devilish smirk.
Looking at him gave me an odd sense of déjà vu.
But I still shook my head, “I’ve never seen him!”
“Really? Then why did he bring you home? Jun-sama rarely brings guests home.”
“I don’t know!” I can’t remember anything. The last thing I remember isthi incredible heat and lips and oh shit!
“He didn’t do anything inappropriate did he?” I asked worried.
The guy looked at me closely, “It doesn’t look like he had. Trust me I could tell if he had!”
“Oh..Thank God! Wait, who are YOU?”
“I’m Jun-sama’s...uh...secretary? housekeeper? Butler? Don’t know myself.” He rubbed his nape sheepishly before adding, “My name is Ikuta Toma though.”
“Oh...okay, I’m Ninomiya Kazunari and I was wondering can I leave now?”
“Uh...I guess. Do you wanna leave a card or a number or something?”
I looked about and still could not remember this place or it’s owner and I didn’t appreciate being abducted here from the club, “No?”
“Fine. You may leave, I guess,” He looked pensive for a while, “Hey want a melon bun?”
Despite my protests he thrust a bun into my hand and waved me goodbye. Coming out of the house I realized this was one of the more upper class districts near Shibuya. I couldn’t help but wonder how I got here and why I was still safe.
I made it to Satoshi’s house eventually. Relieved to see no Mina waiting to ambush me anywhere around the house I peacefully crept into Satoshi’s room.
No Mina, but this time it was worse...Satoshi was sitting up on bed, looking angry.
“WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?”
“You know oddly enough I have no idea.”
“KAZU...uh...NINO! I was so FREAKING FREAKED OUT!”
“I’m sorry but I think I fainted.”
“FAINTED? OH MY GOD!” And Satoshi ran up to me, pulled me into his arms, “I was so scared.” His face was pressed into the side of my head, into my hair.
I realized that he was crying.
“It’s okay Satoshi, for a while there I was scared too. But when I woke up today in a stranger’s bed with another stranger having done nothing with either of them by the way I wasn’t killed or raped. I must be lucky right.”
Satoshi chuckled brokenly but his sobs didn’t subside, “Baka. Don’t get me that scared again!”
‘I’m sorry. It’s just things have been so weird lately since we’ve been lovers.”
“Yeah. I’m really sorry for that.”
“I just want to go back to what it was, Nino and Ohno.”
Ohno retracted and his chubby cheeks were stained with tears, “We’ll always be Ohno and Nino. It’s just a rough patch. We’ll get over it!”
I raised my hand uncertainly to wipe his tears away choking on my own. There’s something I really wanted to tell him but I couldn’t as I bit my lip and Satoshi pulled me back into the hug.
That’s really comforting to know Satoshi. Thank you for telling me that.
It died on my lips but I didn’t care because right now it felt like I had Satoshi back.
The door slammed open and Satoshi jumped back, we both did. A harried looking Mina entered, she smiled when she caught a glimpse of Satoshi’s hold on me, “Toto-chan, Kazu-kun you’re needed downstairs.”
We looked at each other worriedly.
Rushing downstairs I realized that in the span of 20 minutes that I’ve spent reconciling with Satoshi upstairs, the whole house had awoken from slumber and is now getting ready to go out...to the beach non-the-less.
I looked for Mina, thinking that she had a hand in this.
“Why the beach?”
“Mother wanted a photoshoot of you two lovebirds for printing on the invites. She hired a professional. Promise I did not put her through it.”
“But you suggested the beach?”
“Well it’s romantic in the beach. I’m sure you guys have good memories there.”
My trips to the beach with Satoshi would suck crap. I’d sit in the sand till it reached the cracks of my toes and fingers, ears and nose and other unmentionables while Satoshi would either whine about wanting to fish until I gave him permission or fish anyway or pull me along to the swaying vessels of ultimate destruction.
Did you know that in ancient Europe they used to use ships, galley actually in big giant fleets, to transport armed forces to other countries to engage in battle? Floating vessels were created for evil I’m telling you.
But Satoshi would be there and would pat my back after I hurled and give me candy.
Yeah...they were valuable memories if not exactly good.
“Okay you’re reminiscing. The beach must be special then. Bingo I hit jackspot.” Mina patted herself on her back before rushing over to her bedroom to tend to a crying Shoutaro.
And we were dragged to the beach. It was a picnic rather than a shoot. Eating, drinking, joking, singing and food fights in a rented minibus. He were hyped and dizzy even before we reached the beach.
It was pretty the sun was up and the breeze was soft but cool, the sand was glistening white under the sun while the sea behind made a beautiful mirage of being an unending abyss.
I could tell right then and there that Satoshi wanted to fish.
I couldn’t help but chuckle as I caught the older man looking with great yearning towards the sea.; eyes alive with a twinkle of want. He’s so predictable.
I was in fact laughing as I ran up to him and instinctively I laced our fingers together.
“Come on Satoshi, if you pout like that I’m going to start cribbing about the fact that all this wedding sham is costing a fortune.”
Satoshi smiled and tightened his grip around mine, “C’mon this is not going to be waste” and he started running through the sand pulling me along. I couldn’t help laughing as we ran like little kids and I caught the satisfied looks on our mother’s faces as we did, stopping only when we had reached the area where the sand had become soft and damp with the tides lapping lightly at it and wetting the edges of our feet.
My heart was soaring so high, it flew with the gulls.
All the while our hands remained linked and a shot resounded from behind us.
“That was great, why don’t we get a few more poses?” Our professional photographer was already at work? And I thought I’d get to spend more time with Satoshi!
In the end it felt like we were born to be in front of the camera as I realized the camera wasn’t there to disturb us but was here just to capture our lovely moments together. It was like any other day at the beach with Satoshi except with a woman going “can you tilt your head a little?” every few minutes or so.
Every time shots of Satoshi and I were taken the family would join in and we’d take more shots just for the sake of keeping an album. We made sandcastles castles and played around with Shoutaro and Tachiko with a brilliant still capture taken of Satoshi crying when Tachiko stomped over his masterpiece sandcastle in the shape of the Great Wall of China.
We played Volley ball and my mom almost killed me with a well aimed power shot at my head. But soon Satoshi was there rubbing my head as I winced in pain and another satisfying still of us was taken leaning against each other.
In the end we had to get up on a boat because memories of Satoshi with water was incomplete without one. Promising to not fish Satoshi dragged me and the photographer to take pictures on the boat. We waited as he took permission from the owner.
As Satoshi helped me board the gently swaying vessel I looked at his miserable face and realized that this must be a fishing boat and I knew exactly what Satoshi wanted to do here.
“Don’t even think about it.” I warned and Satoshi grinned imply putting up his hands pleading innocence. I hit him lightly on the shoulder.
The photographer-san asked us to first stand directly in front of the sun so that our pictures come out in what she called ‘romantic silhouettes’ but before she could snap a shot of us facing each other, both hands linked, Satoshi’s pants rang. He excused himself as he fished for it in his pockets.
I grinned as I shoved a hand in his pocket to pick it out. I hear a vague click in the background. In the end it came out in my hand and as I handed it to him I couldn’t help but catch the name on the screen.
Amy
My heart sank despite me having known all along that this was just a sham. No matter how I felt it wouldn’t change. The day that had been so bright was suddenly starting to set. Only...only Ohno rejected the call turned off his cell phone and took my hand in his again.
I was surprised beyond words, my heart beating so fast that I couldn’t even tell if it was even beating and the fluttering in my stomach intensified further and further as Satoshi came closer and bumped his forehead against mine.
*Click*
I couldn’t care less if this was for show or to make his mother happy but with Satoshi’s smile and our hearts beating side by side as he held me in his arms next I felt deliriously happy. I could believe that his enthralling smile was for me, was there because of me. Whatever I may be to him, I was happy that at least the power to light his face up in that smile was still mine.
The photographer gently instructed us to shift to a place that was away from the sun so that our faces would show properly. So with our hands linked the way they were and sticking close we shifted as per instruction.
She made a thoughtful face, “You know I think we need something a little bit more special.” She finally said with a hopeful face. I dreaded her implications. But Satoshi only chuckled from beside me.
“You mean something like this?” Before I could comprehend Satoshi’s arms were wrapped around me from where he was standing beside me and I was facing the front. His face pressed into my cheek in a nuzzle or a kiss or whatever you’d call the delicious mix of having his lips, nose and general face shoved into your cheek and neck.
“Perfect!”
I caught the start of a grin on the photographer’s face before I closed my eyes and my own lips stretched at the cool draught that picked up my hair and the tightening of Satoshi’s grip around my shoulders
**Click**
That day I realized all over again why I loved Satoshi so much.
**See, things are looking up. Chapter Six will progress without much event I'm afraid but I hope you guys don't or already have not lost interest in this X(