THE AKAME MASS COMMENT FICCY THING
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Unable to help himself, he had reached out with the intent of molding his hand around the curve of Kamenashi's hip when something suddenly pegged him in the forehead. Jin gave a shout of pain and looked down to spy a gashopon Pikachu figure at his feet, then looked up and wished he could wipe the smirk off Matsumoto's hideous face. His parents had always taught him to be kind to those less fortunate than themselves though, so he ignored him in favor of properly introducing himself to his new goal.
"Akanishi Jin at your service," he said with his best suave smile, bracing his arm against the wall behind Kamenashi and angling himself so that their bodies were brought in to close proximity with each other.
"Yes, I know," Kamenashi said perhaps a tad sharply, his eyes widening when Jin started sliding his hand up the wall, leaning forward to cage him in further.
He was about to try stealing a kiss, maybe sneak an arm around Kamenashi's waist when another figurine flew out of the office and clipped him in the ear, accompanied by a barked, "Stop sexually harassing my employees!"
"But I'm your employee too!" Jin whined, clutching his head.
"And I'd like to say that you won't be for much longer if you keep this up, but I am forced to admit that you are as good as they say," Matsumoto sighed, but before Jin could gloat he continued. "I can, however, make your life absolutely miserable, so it'd be in your best interests to keep the funny business to a minimum," he finished, smirking.
Jin was trying to work out a witty retort when Ninomiya came trotting down the hall, probably also on his way home. He waved to all of them as he jogged by, and just as he passed behind them there was a loud smack followed by Kamenashi's furious shout of, "Nino!" And when Jin looked down to see him massaging his right butt cheek, it was immediately clear what had happened.
"What about Ninomiya?!" Jin cried indignantly, whipping his head around to glare at his boss, "Why does he get away with it?"
Matsumoto didn't bother looking up from filing his nails. "You can try stopping him if you care that much." There wasn't much Jin could add to that, really, and by the time he turned back it was to find that Kamenashi had long since slipped out of his grasp.
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"Nishikido," Kamenashi interrupted, ignoring Jin to flip through his notebook. "I've scheduled you for an appointment with your trainer and the dietician."
Ryo jerked as he was caught mid-laugh and pointing at the two of them. "Uh?"
"We've noticed that you're starting to bulk up, but considering your small frame your strength potential will be average at most, and it might be better to optimize your diet for agility instead."
Kamenashi's tone as he said this was matter-of-fact as he said all this, and when he finished Ryo could only splutter indignantly, at a complete loss for words. He would have lunged at Kamenashi if it weren't for Tomohisa tackling him to the floor, burying his face in Ryo's back in an attempt to muffle his howls of laughter.
Jin stared at Kamenashi, rapt, then suddenly scrambled to get down on bended knee as he clasped a delicate hand between his own and asked, "Will you marry me? Wait, hold on a sec," he said before he started digging around in his pocket, his quest finally yielding a lumpy energy bar, "Um, now?"
Jin wondered if he'd imagined seeing the corner of Kamenashi's mouth twitch upwards in amusement before it reverted to its usual pout. "I'm sorry, it's not my policy to date slackers," he said as he yanked his hand out of Jin's hold and made a beeline for the exit, leaving Jin grasping at thin air.
"I can change!"
Kamenashi poked his head back in to say, "I don't like men without determination either," before popping right back out, but Jin could have sworn he was smiling.
"Does that mean you'll consider it?" Jin called hopefully after him, while Ryo trembled with impotent rage beneath Pi's wheezing form.
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Ryo agreed too, albeit for less mature reasons.
"God, when are you going to give up?" he whined as he slouched against the wall, glaring at Jin's back as he peered around the corner for the umpteenth time. "Just admit you're not going to get him and give me my fifty bucks already."
"We had a bet? And no."
"Yes, so stop being such a dumbass and realize when you have no chance," he continued griping. "I mean he's not even stringing you along at this point! How many rejections has this been now, twelve?"
"Nineteen," Jin promptly answered, looking cheerful despite the evidence of his failures. "But I'm still going to win anyway. Shrimp." Ryo kicked him in the shin and Jin retaliated by punching him in the side, after which point they decided to prove that they were grade schoolers mentally.
Their squabbling was cut short as foot steps could be heard from around the corner and Jin hurriedly released his hold on Ryo's collar to jump out in to the hall, and Tomohisa winced as Kamenashi screeched in surprise before letting out a pained yelp as Jin collided with him.
Tomohisa didn't dare look around the corner in fear of the carnage he might find, as after getting over his shock Kamenashi started shouting at Jin for being so reckless and for loitering around instead of being out on the field practicing already. Jin had been in the middle of telling Kamenashi how cute he looked today not-that-he-usually-didn't but immediately responded to this with an eager "Yes sir!" and ran off, his voice fading in to the distance even as he continued shouting compliments back at Kamenashi.
About to let out a sigh of relief at that ordeal over and done with, Tomohisa suddenly heard Coach Nagase roar as he chased the rest of the stragglers out of the locker room, and with a panicked look backwards he grabbed Ryo by the hand and dragged him in the direction of the field, giving the flustered manager a hurried but polite bow as they scrambled past.
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"Nice pants," Jin called as he rapidly zeroed in on his target, but before he could grab a nice, firm handful of pert ass and squeeze Kamenashi had whipped out his ever present clipboard and swatted away the offending hand with a disapproving look from behind a stylish pair of black-framed glasses. Not that Jin minded.
"Mmmm, you can scold me any day of the week with those on," he said, wiggling his eyebrows in appreciation, only to receive another sharp rap from the Clipboard of Evil.
Jin hissed as he carefully inspected his hand, then pouted. "You should be more careful about me, Kamenashi-san," he whined. "I'm a valuable asset to the team, what if I got injured!"
"You're a striker, I hardly care about your hands," he sniffed.
"But you should, how else will I do the, you know," Jin leered, making a vaguely obscene gesture.
Matsumoto stuck his head out of his office to yell "Stop harassing my employees!" at him, then Coach suddenly had him in a headlock and there wasn't much he could do but wriggle helplessly around as Kamenashi bid them both farewell, having finished his talk with Coach.
Jin watched mournfully as Kamenashi walked past him but just out of reach, his wonderfully tight pants and their contents so close and yet so far. He slumped, disappointed and resigned to his fate, when something suddenly smacked him hard on the ass. He cursed and flailed in Coach's iron hold but somehow managed to turn and look back in time to see Kamenashi give a cheerful wave with his clipboard and before he darted off.
Coach's marginally loosened his choke hold, looking at the door Kamenashi had left through in wonder. "You know what kid? I think he really does like you." Jin preened as well as he could, his smug moment cut off with a squawk when Coach tossed him in to the locker room with a barked order to get his fat ass moving.
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"You know, if only you put this much energy in to your practice the Kitsunes would probably have a shot at the finals this year," he said, raising a meaningful eyebrow at Jin as he flipped through countless folders and packets, scrawling notes on them and filing or discarding them at a lightning fast pace.
"I could, but I wouldn't say no to a little...encouragement from you though," Jin purred, slouching over Kamenashi's desk in what he hoped was a sexy way. "You're here to help us perform better after all, aren't you?"
The busy hands he'd been admiring froze, the sheaf of paper they'd been holding crushed between suddenly clenched fingers. Jin immediately knew he had crossed a line and started frantically fumbling for the right words even as Kamenashi tensed and his lips thinned in displeasure.
Then, obviously in no mood to listen to Jin he shoved the file in to a drawer and slammed it shut, then got up strode out of the room, back straight and head high.
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Said manager completely ignored Jin as he continued to tell Ryo his schedule for the day, while Tomohisa hovered anxiously in the background but didn't try to intervene. And Jin would usually be sulking about their betrayal or laughing at Ryo for being scolded like a kid for missing more appointments, but even he realized that he'd messed up and it was his problem to fix.
"Kamenashi-san I'm really, really sorry about last time--"
"I'll talk to you later," was his cool reply but his movements were stiff and his shoulders drawn in, belying his tense state.
"But you're going out to dinner with your parents right after practice ends which mean I won't and--" Jin froze, aware that he'd just said something he shouldn't have. Again.
Kamenashi gently closed his binder, taking his time straightening wayward papers before he finally turned to face Jin. "I remember telling Nakamaru and Ueda that, but I certainly don't remember telling you." His eyes narrowed. "Have you been eavesdropping on me?"
Jin gave a sheepish laugh. "Er...no?" When Kamenashi remained unimpressed he soldiered bravely forward. "But you've been avoiding me and I really wanted to tell that I was just--"
"If you say you were just joking I'll have Nagase-san make you do death drills every single day."
"But I was--WAIT LISTEN TO ME PLEASE KAMENASHI-SAN," Jin shouted, grabbing at him as he tried to turn away. Once caught Jin held on, desperately clutching thin shoulders as he gazed in to carefully blank eyes and tried to make the other believe him. "Kamenashi-san, please."
He bit his lip and quickly ducked his head to shield his face from view, seemingly conflicted, but when he finally looked up again his expression was neutral. "Fine."
Jin breathed a relieved sigh. "Kamenashi-san, I didn't mean--I'm not trying to get in to your pants because just because you're the manager or because you'll, I dunno, give me an easier time or something--"
Kamenashi crossed his arms. "But you do want to sleep with me."
"Well yeah, 'cause you're really sexy BUT THAT'S NOT ALL I LIKE ABOUT YOU," he yelped frantically, "and, uh, you're also sort of prissy and really bossy but in a really cute way and sometimes you're sort of bitchy but other times you're all sweet and cuddly--I hate Tanaka's dog now by the way--and you're a really awesome manager and everyone likes you except for Ryo 'cause he's stupid and your laugh is dorky and your eyes are squinty and I wouldn't have you any other way," he let out in one giant spiel, then promptly let go of Kamenashi to bring his arms up to shield himself in preparation for physical retaliation. But none was forthcoming, and when he finally uncovered his head it was to find Kamenashi staring at him in surprise, looking unusually flustered.
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Jin blinked. "Wait, what?" Ryo and Tomohisa stared along with him, but their incredulous gazes almost immediately migrated to him. "What?!"
Kamenashi frowned, his radiant aura starting to fade. "I helped manage the soccer club during high school, don't you remember?"
Jin gaped like a fish, looking absolutely bewildered while Kamenashi's expression got more and more sour, before he finally made the connection and blurted out the first thing to come to mind. "Holy shit you're Eyebrows?!"
"Eyebrows?" Ryo asked, smirking.
"Yeah, in high school he had these super bushy eyebrows, like caterpillars and--wait, I have a picture!" Jin exclaimed, whirling away to paw through his duffel bag, holding it high with an excited, "Aha!" when he finally found it. He eagerly presented it for everyone's inspection, and one look was enough to make Ryo burst in to laughter while Tomohisa gave a nervous giggle that he quickly cut off, leaping away from Jin.
The photograph was suddenly snatched out of his hand and after scowling incredulously at it Kamenashi turned to glare at him, huffily crossing his arms--in exactly the same manner he had when scolding Jin in high school, he now realized. "You didn't realize I was the same person because you didn't remember my name name but you still remember that?!" he fumed, but when Jin cringed he subsided a bit, sighing. "Though I can't say I'm all that surprised."
"I'm sorry! But I didn't mean to, it's just that you were Eyebrows and not, well, hot. Like you are now. Very hot," Jin reassured him.
Kamenashi uncrossed his arms and started forward but Jin took that as his cue to leave and bolted for the door.
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"D-didn't you have dinner plans or something?" Jin stuttered. "The ones I, uh, overheard."
"Those were next week actually, lucky for you," he said, smiling, and Jin laughed nervously as Kamenashi stood to graciously let him access his belongings. "So, why did you run away earlier?"
Jin twitched, trying to think of an answer that wouldn't make him sound too stupid while he fumbled with the jersey now entangled around his arms as he tried to change in to his normal clothes without looking too undignified. "I thought you'd be mad that I forgot about you. Uh, even though I didn't really and I just didn't realize it."
"I was a bit disappointed, yes," Kamenashi admitted. "But I suppose I can't blame you too much as I'm aware that I can sometimes get...testy," he said with a self-deprecating grin, but his gaze quickly turned in to a searching look. "No, what I'm really wondering is why you still have a picture of me from high school when you couldn't even remember my real name."
Jin stopped fiddling with his clothes, then turned slowly to face Kamenashi, resolved to choose his words with far more care than he usually showed. "You know that big fight we had, near the end of my last year?"
And Jin thought of a scene he remembered so clearly even now, of bushy eyebrows set in an awkwardly adolescent face that had only just begun to hint at what it would eventually become. He'd been screaming at Jin, furious but also heartbroken, swiping angrily at tears that wouldn't stop falling.
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"But then I graduated, and I never got to tell you this so I'll say it now. That I might have been a dumb high school kid who took everything for granted, who never took anything seriously, who didn't care what other people thought of me and not always in a good way, but that some people were able to get past my thick skull. That one of those people was you, that I heard you that day, and that the reason why I'm here now?" Jin reached forward to capture Kamenashi's hands, admiring the way his own wrapped around them and marveling at their small size. "Is because you."
Kamenashi stared at him for a long time, pensively worrying his lower lip, but finally seemed to come to a decision as he quirked an eyebrow at Jin. "So you are still playing soccer just to win someone over," he quipped and Jin started to protest until he saw Kamenashi's smile.
"A-and I'll really stop the flirting and touching if you really don't like it. Even if it's just to show you I think you're sexy," Jin promised, albeit a little mournfully.
Kamenashi drew his hands out of Jin's grip as he leaned back against the lockers. Sexily. "Never said I minded much."
"But you just told me not to molest you two days ago--"
"And you should know that what I say and what I mean aren't always the same thing," he said, gazing coyly up at Jin through hooded eyes. Hearing that Jin dropped the clothes he'd been stuffing in to this duffel bag to stumble eagerly towards him, ready to take his fill when a raised hand stopped him in his tracks.
"No."
"But you're being really sexy right now and there's no one heeeeeeeeeere," Jin whined, but Kamenashi was adamant.
"No means no, I don't need you distracted every time the team's in here for a meeting."
His advances rejected Jin went back to sulkily yanking his pants on, one especially hard tug throwing him off balance and dumping him on to his butt. He scowled as his new cock tease of a boyfriend pushed away from the lockers, but his throat went dry as Kamenashi sauntered towards the entrance with what had to be a deliberate sway in his hips, stopping before the door to throw a sultry smirk over his shoulder "So, your place or mine?"
Then he was gone, and Jin was left stumbling through the now empty locker room as he hurriedly tried to pull up his pants and run after Kamenashi at the same time.
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"So...how'd it go?" Tomohisa asked, probably trying to seem concerned though he was really just being the giant gossip he usually was. But before Jin could answer the cause for the perky mood himself came striding through the door, looking like as uptight as he usually did and probably about to slap Ryo with another damn memo.
Jin, on the other hand, was entirely delighted to see him as he ran up and grabbed him by the waist, swinging him around and laughing gleefully before squishing Kamenashi to his chest and kissing him. It was the kind with way too much tongue and spit and if they didn't stop Ryo was going to maul something, but Kamenashi thankfully stopped it with an elbow to Jin's ribs.
It didn't dampen Jin's mood at all. "I missed you a lot Kazuya," he sighed, grinning dopily as Kamenashi struggled against his hold.
"You just saw me five minutes ago," he snapped, "and I'm still the manager, so you'll call me Kamenashi while we're here," he ordered but Jin ignored him in favor of giving him another kiss, this one leaving him rather dazed as he was finally let free.
"I'm off then Kazuya!" Jin called, his grin never faltering as he almost leaped out the door in his eagerness to start practice.
"Come back here, I'm not done talking to you!" Kamenashi yelled before he also dashed out the door, leaving Ryo and Tomohisa starting after them.
"I guess that ended well," Tomohisa offered after a time.
"God, are we going to see that every morning?" Ryo asked, disgusted.
"Probably."
They were about to go back to getting changed themselves when Tomohisa suddenly let out a pig-like snort, a sound he usually made when trying to hold back laughter and that Ryo usually thought was sort of cute. "R-ryo," he gasped.
"What?!" Ryo snapped irritably.
Tomohisa barely managed to choke out, "You just lost a bet with Jin. That he didn't even agree to in the first place," before he lost it and doubled over, clutching his stomach as he wheezed with laughter while Ryo tried to strangle him.
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Jin's so oblivious. But you can hardly blame him when Kame is just that hot.
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You have a fantastic way with humour and pretty much all of your characterisation was spot on. I'm so, so happy you wrote this as me and lonelybusiness have been hoping someone would write this for us ♥♥
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Jin makes RyoPi's life hard. ♥
"We've noticed that you're starting to bulk up, but considering your small frame your strength potential will be average at most, and it might be better to optimize your diet for agility instead." ♥
Jin flailing at Nagase's choke hold. ♥
If this had been a real BL mango I'd be all over it like burning. You clearly win at life. *_*
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