Free Bird
Title: Free Bird
Author: death_note13
Pairing(s): AkaKame~
Rating: PG-13 for Kame and Jin's dirty mouths >.>
Genre: romance, friendship, angst
Beta by: no one >.<
Disclaimer: I don't own the people in this fic, nor do I own the places, the title/summary/lyrics belong to Lynard Skynard 8D
Summary: If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?
Warning: death of a main character, uhm...amnesic!Kame/fugue!Kame, there's a lot of cussing >.< because my muses have bad mouths, Jin calling Kame a girl/Kame calling Jin an ass...it's written in partially present tense and slight past tense >.>
Author Note: I...have no way of justifying myself for writing this XD I need to stop listening to Lynard Skynard...because Free Bird=Jin D8 Uhm >.< this was suppose to be happy, honestly. My original idea was for it to be a fic where they celebrate Jin's birthday in LA, drink beer, smoke cigarettes and have a jolly good time, because that's what people around here do @_@ ...but, apparently, it wanted to turn into this >.< No hating me, please? D8 ...I already feel bad enough that everyone else gave Jin sex and cute stuff, and I gave him this...
Other notes at the bottom >.>
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July 2nd -2:00 am
It’s two am when someone knocks at his apartment door.
Kazuya rubbed his eyes tiredly and walks to the door, having just enough time to smooth down his bed hair before opening the door; stopping the insistent knocking, “What?”
Jin rolls his eyes and pushes inside, dropping the duffle bag he’d been carrying, “Go pack.” He says, offering no explanation.
It takes a few moments for the words to register in his head, “Huh?”
Sighing heavily, he pushes the younger towards the bedroom, “Pack. For a week.” He says slowly, “We’re going on a trip.” He says shortly, going to the kitchen.
Kazuya, now more awake, stares after the older but shakes his head and walks into his bedroom, muttering something about crazy bandmates.
A few minutes later, he walks back out, still dressed in his pajamas with a bag in his hand, “Where are we going?” he asks Jin, who comes out of the kitchen with a thermos that Kazuya doesn’t remember having.
“LA.” He says, looking at Kazuya’s pajamas critically, “You gonna change?” he asks, pointing to the white wifebeater and flannel pants the younger’s wearing, “We are going out in public, you know.”
Kazuya sighs and walks into the bedroom again, “Just wait a minute…” he says suddenly, walking backwards out of the room, “Just who the hell are you again?”
Jin grins, “Akanishi Jin…” he says, “I’m your best friend~” he sings, “We’re bandmates in KAT-TUN and you’re about to go to LA with me.” He makes a shooing motion, “Now go.”
Kazuya looks at him skeptically, then shakes his head, “Whatever you say Jin…” he says, walking back into the room, coming out a few minutes later fully dressed, “So…we’re going to LA…in America, right?”
Jin rolls his eyes again, “Of course in America, silly turtle,” he grabs his duffle bag from the floor, “We have a three am plane to catch, so, lets go…”
“What about Ran-chan?” he asks the older, “Who’s going to look after her?”
Jin smiles sadly, “Pi’s coming as soon as we leave…” he places a hand on the younger’s shoulder, “She’ll be fine…”
Kazuya smiles brightly at him, “As long as she’s taken care of~”
As the younger leaves the apartment, Jin closes the door, “Let’s go Kame~” he says jovially and pulls the younger to the elevator.
-
After getting checked in, Kazuya suddenly remembers where he is, “Akanishi Jin, where the hell are we going?”
Jin grins sheepishly, “LA sweetheart~” he says playfully, only to be shoved out of the way by a slightly amused Kazuya.
-
Kazuya yawns, “How much longer?” he asks tiredly, leaning against the older man.
“Four hours” Jin said yawning, “Go to sleep, I’ll wake you up when we’re there.”
The younger nods and falls asleep against Jin’s shoulder and the older man instantly feels jealous of him, of how he can fall asleep that easy.
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July 1st -11:30pm
It’s a little after eleven pm when they arrive at Los Angeles International Airport, both of them are tired and Kazuya’s starting to wonder why he agreed to go with Jin in the first place.
“Let’s go…” Jin mutters tiredly, reaching out and curling his fingers around the younger’s, “I have our hotel booked…”
Kazuya’s pulled out into the summer air, duffle bag hanging halfway off of his shoulder.
Jin hales a cab and pulls the younger along, pulling him into the backseat, saying something to the cabbie before leaning back against the seat, eyes closing tiredly.
He reaches out and traces one of the bags under his eye, “You okay?”
Jin nods, cracking his eye open and grinning at Kazuya, “Just peachy.”
Kazuya pulls his hand back, but not before Jin grabs it in his larger one and presses messy, tired kisses against his scarred knuckles.
They don’t say anything for the rest of the ride.
-
They arrive at the Radisson Hotel minutes later and Jin has to push the younger out of the backseat in order to get him to wake up.
Jin pulls him into the lobby and towards the front desk, blearily; Kazuya looks around but quickly decides that the lobby lights are too bright and settles for looking at his shoes instead.
It doesn’t take long for Jin to check them in and they’re off towards the elevators. Once the doors shut behind them, Kazuya leans against the older again, “Why are we here?”
Jin combs his fingers through Kazuya’s hair, “To celebrate my birthday…”
Kazuya hums and leans more heavily against Jin, “Happy birthday…” he muttered.
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June 2nd -9:30am
When Kazuya awakes the next morning, he’s confused, where am I? he thinks bleary, haze clearing from his mind.
An arm reaches up and pulls him back down, “Sleep more Kazu…” comes a tired, sleep filled voice.
Kazuya struggles, pushing against the arm, “Le…let me go…” he says, “I…I don’t know you…”
“Kazu…” comes the voice again, “You do know me, calm down…”
He shook his head, “No…I don’t. You kidnapped me…”
They struggle for a little while longer, and before Kazuya knows it, he’s pinned down to the bed by a larger man, “Wh…what do you want with me?”
The other man reaches out for something, “You need to calm down…” he says, voice gentle, “My name’s Jin…we’re in LA and I’m your best friend.”
Kazuya shakes his head, “I…I don’t believe you…”
“Kazuya…”
“That’s not my name…”
The other’s eyes widen, “What?”
“My name, it’s not Kazuya…”
He nods, “It is…your name is Kazuya…”
He shook his head again, “No…it’s not.”
“Damn it, your name’s Kamenashi Kazuya, you’re twenty three, and you’re in a band called KAT-TUN…”
Kazuya shakes his head, “I’m not…I…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He struggles again, “Let me go…please…let me go…”
The man bites his lip, “I’m sorry Kazu…” he whispers, “I have to do this…”
Kazuya furrows his brows, trying to figure out what he meant, but…he couldn’t think, his mind was going hazy, “What…?”
The man smiles at him “Sleep…” he whispers, “You’ll be better when you wake up…”
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July 2nd -Noon
When Kazuya wakes up again, his body feels heavy, “Jin?” he called out sleepily, “What happened?” the hotel room stayed quiet, “Jin?” he called out again, sitting up heavily, “Where are you?” Still receiving no answer, he stood up, shivering when his feet touched the cold floor, “Jin?”
Wiping his eyes, he moved away from the bed, “Jin? I know you didn’t leave me here…” he muttered to himself, walking away from the bed.
The sound of dry coughing caught his attention. He cursed to himself and hurried into the kitchen.
Jin was crouched on the floor, one hand covering his mouth while the other clutched his chest.
Kazuya cursed again and went to the refrigerator, pulling out one of the bottles of water, he twisted the cap off as he fell to the floor beside Jin, pulling his hand away from his mouth and pressing the bottle to his lips, “Drink some…” he whispered, “Don’t think about coughing, just drink some…” he said, voice slightly hysterical, “Don’t you dare die on me yet asshole.”
After the older’s coughing fit had stopped, Jin looked up at the younger, there were tears in his eyes, “I don’t want to die…”
Kazuya smiled at him, placing the bottle on the tiled floor, “You won’t…” he whispers, “You’re going to be just fine…” he says quietly to him, bringing his arms up to wrap around him.
Jin buries his face into the younger’s shoulder, fingers clenching desperately at Kazuya’s shirt.
-
They eventually move back to the bedroom where Kazuya carefully helps the older back into bed, pulling the blanket up to his chin and kissing him on the forehead, “Sleep…” he whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed and stroking the older’s hair.
Jin’s eyes flutter close, lips parting as slightly ragged breaths left his mouth.
Kazuya sighed shakily, leaning down to press his ear against the older’s chest, closing his eyes tightly when he heard the sounds of the older’s lungs over working.
-
July 2nd -5:38pm
Jin’s eyes slowly fluttered open, slightly tired mind sluggish as he sat up, “Kazu~?” he asked, yawning, eyes adjusting to the bright light coming from the balcony.
Standing up from the bed, he walks over to the open balcony and steps out, sighing heavily when the warm sunlight surrounds his body, “This hotel is non-smoking.” He says boredly to the younger, but plucks the cigarette out of his hand, and brings it to his lips, inhaling, “When the hell did you start smoking menthol?”
Kazuya shrugs, “When full flavor got too expensive…” he said, motioning towards the half pack of Marlboro Menthol 100s on the banister, “I went to menthol…”
Jin rolls his eyes, “Girl.”
“Says the one who smoked Ultra Lights, asshole”
He wrinkles his nose, “The Reds were too strong.”
Kazuya grins, “Girl.”
Jin passed the cigarette back, “It’s nice in LA…” he said suddenly, “I’d like to live here…”
The younger grins, “Stupid,” he teases, “You can’t live in a hotel…”
“But I’m Akanishi Jin…I can live wherever I want to~” Jin says proudly.
Kazuya rolls his eyes, “And what about me?”
“Well, you’re sleeping with me, so that means you can do the interior decorating.”
Kazuya stares at the older, who looks on the verge of laughing. He mock glared at Jin and shoved him slightly, “Ass.”
Jin grins widely at him, “You know I love you, right?”
Kazuya smiles softly, “I know…I love you too…” he whispers as he reaches out to grasp the older’s hand, linking their fingers.
Jin leans forward, resting his forehead against his, “Forever and ever…” he whispered, “Right?”
Kazuya nods, feeling like he could cry at any moment, “Right…” he says back, “Forever and ever…”
-
They order room service that night, giggling like kids who purposely run up their parent’s credit card bills, as they order two of the most expensive meals on the menu.
-
July 3rd -7:59am
Jin’s giddy as he stares at the clock then back down at the phone on his leg.
“Jin…maybe…”
The phone suddenly rings and Jin cries out triumphantly as the screen lights up, “Pi?” he asks excitedly into the speaker. He waits for a moment, and then a smile blooms across his face as he starts bouncing on the bed.
When Jin hangs the phone up, he grins widely at Kazuya before pushing him down on the bed, “It’s the fourth in Japan~” he sings against the younger’s lips.
Kazuya reaches up and tangles his fingers in Jin’s hair, “Happy birthday~” he whispers back, “How does it feel to be an old man?”
Jin growls playfully and pushes against the younger’s shoulder, “I’ll show you old man~”
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July 4th -9:30pm
Kazuya stood out on the balcony, “Hey Jin,” he said, “You should come see this, the fireworks are beautiful…”
Jin coughs and pulls the blanket around himself tighter, “I think I’m getting sick…”
The younger moves from where he’d been leaning against the back wall of the balcony, “Have you taken your temperature?”
Jin nods and tilts his head towards the electric thermometer on the table.
Kazuya walks over and picks it up, “You have a higher temperature than normal…” he comments, “We need to take you to a hospital.”
Jin glares up at him, “Damn it, I know what’s wrong with me…” he says, feeling slightly hysterical, “I know I’m going to die soon…”
“No…”
“Yes, I am…whether you like it or not, I’m going to die really soon Kazu…”
Kazuya’s quiet for a moment, then, “Who are you again?”
Jin sighs, “I’m Jin…”
Kazuya smiles, “Hi…you…know who I am, right?”
He nods, “Yeah…” he licks his lips nervously, “I do…”
Kazuya reaches out and presses the back of his hand against Jin’s forehead, “You’re sick…”
Jin leans into the cool touch, “I am…”
“I’ll go make you some soup~” Kazuya said cheerfully, moving off the bed, “Be right back~”
-
The next two days, Kazuya stays the same. It worries Jin, because, the doctor had said that if he stayed in the relapse stage too long, then he could permanently forget everything.
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July 6th -8:00am
“How are you feeling?” Kazuya asks, sitting down next to Jin.
Jin cracks an eye open and stares at Kazuya, “Like shit…”
Kazuya smiles sadly, “Yeah…I…called a doctor…your doctor,” he corrects, “He recommended a place…”
-July 6th -10:00am
Kazuya led the older up the steps of the Barlow Respiratory Hospital; Jin’s doctor back in Japan had said that this was the best place to admit the older under their Chronically Critically Ill Care Program where Jin could be monitored constantly.
Jin was resistant at first, he struggled against Kazuya’s hold; and when Kazuya tried to tell the receptionist that he was there to check Jin in, the older male screamed as loud as he could, catching the attention of most of the people waiting and the doctor that had been called to restrain him.
Kazuya finally got Jin under control when the doctor had given Jin 10 milligrams of liquid valium. While Kazuya talked to the doctor, they’d gotten a few nurses to lead the drowsy man to a room to rest.
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July 6th -Noon
“You’re awake~” was the first thing he heard when his eyes opened, “Where…a…am I?”
A hand was placed on top of his, “You’re in a room, in the Barlow Respiratory Hospital…”
“Why am I here?”
Kazuya smiled sadly, “Jin…” he whispered, “You’re dying…”
Jin tightened his grip around the younger’s hand, “I…know…” he whispered, “That’s why I brought you here…”
He watched him, “Wha…what do you mean?”
“I knew I only had a week left…that…that’s why I brought you to LA…this…it’s where I want to be…”
-
Jin was allowed to move from his bed and out to the courtyard where he and Kame sat under the stars.
“Ne…”
Jin looks over at the younger, “Yeah?”
“Who are you?”
The older grins, “I’m Jin…”
Kazuya smiles at him, “Nice to meet you…” he looked around them, “Where are we?”
Jin leans back against the tree they were under, “We’re at the Barlow Respiratory Hospital.”
“Why?” he asks curiously, “I’m not sick, am I?”
The older shakes his head, “No…I am…” he said, “You’re my lover…”
Kazuya looks surprised, “Really?”
Jin laughs, “To which question?”
“B…both…”
The older nods, “Yes, I’m sick…and you’re my lover…”
Kazuya leans against the older, “How sick are you?”
Jin laughs sadly, “Pretty sick…”
They lapse into silence, before Jin looks down at Kazuya, who’s half asleep, “Hey, Kazu?”
Kazuya looks up at Jin, a small smile playing on his lips, “Yeah?”
“If…if I leave here…” he took a deep breath, “…tomorrow…”
Kazuya furrows his brows, “Yeah…?”
“Would you still remember me?”
Kazuya’s face relaxed, “Silly, I only just got to know you…you’re not leaving tomorrow…” he said childishly.
Jin’s smiled, strained, “Yeah…you’re right…” he said, “Let’s go back inside, yeah?” he asked, “It’s cold out here…”
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July 7th -Noon
Kazuya wakes up in the hospital room, mind foggy and confused, “Jin?”
He receives no answer; sitting up from the cot he’d been sleeping on, he looks around, “Jin, where are you?”
“I knew I only had a week left…that…that’s why I brought you to LA…this…it’s where I want to be…”
Kazuya’s eyes widen and he looks over at the clock, 12:42pm.
“No…” he whispers, “It can’t be…” he shook his head, "You can't..." tears well up in his eyes, "Jin...you said you would be here..." he says, strangled, through tears, not registering the fact that he remembered something.
The door opens and the doctor steps in, “I’m sorry…” he says, an uncharacteristic softness in his voice, “He died early this morning…there was nothing we could do for him…”
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn’t be the same.
Cause I’m as free as a bird now,
And this bird you’ll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can’t change.
Lord help me, I can’t change.
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...there is a story behind this >.< basically, Kame's been through trama...so he's amnesic, then Jin comes to him and says that he's dying,, which causes him to develop slight fugue...so yeah, that explains why Kame constantly asks him who he is >.>
Uhm...Jin's disease is called Hamman-Rich Syndrome. It's basically:
idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis chronic inflammation and progessive fibrosis of the pulmonary alveolar walls, with progressive dyspnea and potentially fatal lack of oxygen or right heart failure.
>.< Hamman-Rich syndrome is the acute form of it... >.<
So, uhm, yeah... Happy Birthday Jin 8DDDD
♥
I need sleep now >.<
Author: death_note13
Pairing(s): AkaKame~
Rating: PG-13 for Kame and Jin's dirty mouths >.>
Genre: romance, friendship, angst
Beta by: no one >.<
Disclaimer: I don't own the people in this fic, nor do I own the places, the title/summary/lyrics belong to Lynard Skynard 8D
Summary: If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?
Warning: death of a main character, uhm...amnesic!Kame/fugue!Kame, there's a lot of cussing >.< because my muses have bad mouths, Jin calling Kame a girl/Kame calling Jin an ass...it's written in partially present tense and slight past tense >.>
Author Note: I...have no way of justifying myself for writing this XD I need to stop listening to Lynard Skynard...because Free Bird=Jin D8 Uhm >.< this was suppose to be happy, honestly. My original idea was for it to be a fic where they celebrate Jin's birthday in LA, drink beer, smoke cigarettes and have a jolly good time, because that's what people around here do @_@ ...but, apparently, it wanted to turn into this >.< No hating me, please? D8 ...I already feel bad enough that everyone else gave Jin sex and cute stuff, and I gave him this...
Other notes at the bottom >.>
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July 2nd -2:00 am
It’s two am when someone knocks at his apartment door.
Kazuya rubbed his eyes tiredly and walks to the door, having just enough time to smooth down his bed hair before opening the door; stopping the insistent knocking, “What?”
Jin rolls his eyes and pushes inside, dropping the duffle bag he’d been carrying, “Go pack.” He says, offering no explanation.
It takes a few moments for the words to register in his head, “Huh?”
Sighing heavily, he pushes the younger towards the bedroom, “Pack. For a week.” He says slowly, “We’re going on a trip.” He says shortly, going to the kitchen.
Kazuya, now more awake, stares after the older but shakes his head and walks into his bedroom, muttering something about crazy bandmates.
A few minutes later, he walks back out, still dressed in his pajamas with a bag in his hand, “Where are we going?” he asks Jin, who comes out of the kitchen with a thermos that Kazuya doesn’t remember having.
“LA.” He says, looking at Kazuya’s pajamas critically, “You gonna change?” he asks, pointing to the white wifebeater and flannel pants the younger’s wearing, “We are going out in public, you know.”
Kazuya sighs and walks into the bedroom again, “Just wait a minute…” he says suddenly, walking backwards out of the room, “Just who the hell are you again?”
Jin grins, “Akanishi Jin…” he says, “I’m your best friend~” he sings, “We’re bandmates in KAT-TUN and you’re about to go to LA with me.” He makes a shooing motion, “Now go.”
Kazuya looks at him skeptically, then shakes his head, “Whatever you say Jin…” he says, walking back into the room, coming out a few minutes later fully dressed, “So…we’re going to LA…in America, right?”
Jin rolls his eyes again, “Of course in America, silly turtle,” he grabs his duffle bag from the floor, “We have a three am plane to catch, so, lets go…”
“What about Ran-chan?” he asks the older, “Who’s going to look after her?”
Jin smiles sadly, “Pi’s coming as soon as we leave…” he places a hand on the younger’s shoulder, “She’ll be fine…”
Kazuya smiles brightly at him, “As long as she’s taken care of~”
As the younger leaves the apartment, Jin closes the door, “Let’s go Kame~” he says jovially and pulls the younger to the elevator.
-
After getting checked in, Kazuya suddenly remembers where he is, “Akanishi Jin, where the hell are we going?”
Jin grins sheepishly, “LA sweetheart~” he says playfully, only to be shoved out of the way by a slightly amused Kazuya.
-
Kazuya yawns, “How much longer?” he asks tiredly, leaning against the older man.
“Four hours” Jin said yawning, “Go to sleep, I’ll wake you up when we’re there.”
The younger nods and falls asleep against Jin’s shoulder and the older man instantly feels jealous of him, of how he can fall asleep that easy.
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July 1st -11:30pm
It’s a little after eleven pm when they arrive at Los Angeles International Airport, both of them are tired and Kazuya’s starting to wonder why he agreed to go with Jin in the first place.
“Let’s go…” Jin mutters tiredly, reaching out and curling his fingers around the younger’s, “I have our hotel booked…”
Kazuya’s pulled out into the summer air, duffle bag hanging halfway off of his shoulder.
Jin hales a cab and pulls the younger along, pulling him into the backseat, saying something to the cabbie before leaning back against the seat, eyes closing tiredly.
He reaches out and traces one of the bags under his eye, “You okay?”
Jin nods, cracking his eye open and grinning at Kazuya, “Just peachy.”
Kazuya pulls his hand back, but not before Jin grabs it in his larger one and presses messy, tired kisses against his scarred knuckles.
They don’t say anything for the rest of the ride.
-
They arrive at the Radisson Hotel minutes later and Jin has to push the younger out of the backseat in order to get him to wake up.
Jin pulls him into the lobby and towards the front desk, blearily; Kazuya looks around but quickly decides that the lobby lights are too bright and settles for looking at his shoes instead.
It doesn’t take long for Jin to check them in and they’re off towards the elevators. Once the doors shut behind them, Kazuya leans against the older again, “Why are we here?”
Jin combs his fingers through Kazuya’s hair, “To celebrate my birthday…”
Kazuya hums and leans more heavily against Jin, “Happy birthday…” he muttered.
-
June 2nd -9:30am
When Kazuya awakes the next morning, he’s confused, where am I? he thinks bleary, haze clearing from his mind.
An arm reaches up and pulls him back down, “Sleep more Kazu…” comes a tired, sleep filled voice.
Kazuya struggles, pushing against the arm, “Le…let me go…” he says, “I…I don’t know you…”
“Kazu…” comes the voice again, “You do know me, calm down…”
He shook his head, “No…I don’t. You kidnapped me…”
They struggle for a little while longer, and before Kazuya knows it, he’s pinned down to the bed by a larger man, “Wh…what do you want with me?”
The other man reaches out for something, “You need to calm down…” he says, voice gentle, “My name’s Jin…we’re in LA and I’m your best friend.”
Kazuya shakes his head, “I…I don’t believe you…”
“Kazuya…”
“That’s not my name…”
The other’s eyes widen, “What?”
“My name, it’s not Kazuya…”
He nods, “It is…your name is Kazuya…”
He shook his head again, “No…it’s not.”
“Damn it, your name’s Kamenashi Kazuya, you’re twenty three, and you’re in a band called KAT-TUN…”
Kazuya shakes his head, “I’m not…I…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He struggles again, “Let me go…please…let me go…”
The man bites his lip, “I’m sorry Kazu…” he whispers, “I have to do this…”
Kazuya furrows his brows, trying to figure out what he meant, but…he couldn’t think, his mind was going hazy, “What…?”
The man smiles at him “Sleep…” he whispers, “You’ll be better when you wake up…”
-
July 2nd -Noon
When Kazuya wakes up again, his body feels heavy, “Jin?” he called out sleepily, “What happened?” the hotel room stayed quiet, “Jin?” he called out again, sitting up heavily, “Where are you?” Still receiving no answer, he stood up, shivering when his feet touched the cold floor, “Jin?”
Wiping his eyes, he moved away from the bed, “Jin? I know you didn’t leave me here…” he muttered to himself, walking away from the bed.
The sound of dry coughing caught his attention. He cursed to himself and hurried into the kitchen.
Jin was crouched on the floor, one hand covering his mouth while the other clutched his chest.
Kazuya cursed again and went to the refrigerator, pulling out one of the bottles of water, he twisted the cap off as he fell to the floor beside Jin, pulling his hand away from his mouth and pressing the bottle to his lips, “Drink some…” he whispered, “Don’t think about coughing, just drink some…” he said, voice slightly hysterical, “Don’t you dare die on me yet asshole.”
After the older’s coughing fit had stopped, Jin looked up at the younger, there were tears in his eyes, “I don’t want to die…”
Kazuya smiled at him, placing the bottle on the tiled floor, “You won’t…” he whispers, “You’re going to be just fine…” he says quietly to him, bringing his arms up to wrap around him.
Jin buries his face into the younger’s shoulder, fingers clenching desperately at Kazuya’s shirt.
-
They eventually move back to the bedroom where Kazuya carefully helps the older back into bed, pulling the blanket up to his chin and kissing him on the forehead, “Sleep…” he whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed and stroking the older’s hair.
Jin’s eyes flutter close, lips parting as slightly ragged breaths left his mouth.
Kazuya sighed shakily, leaning down to press his ear against the older’s chest, closing his eyes tightly when he heard the sounds of the older’s lungs over working.
-
July 2nd -5:38pm
Jin’s eyes slowly fluttered open, slightly tired mind sluggish as he sat up, “Kazu~?” he asked, yawning, eyes adjusting to the bright light coming from the balcony.
Standing up from the bed, he walks over to the open balcony and steps out, sighing heavily when the warm sunlight surrounds his body, “This hotel is non-smoking.” He says boredly to the younger, but plucks the cigarette out of his hand, and brings it to his lips, inhaling, “When the hell did you start smoking menthol?”
Kazuya shrugs, “When full flavor got too expensive…” he said, motioning towards the half pack of Marlboro Menthol 100s on the banister, “I went to menthol…”
Jin rolls his eyes, “Girl.”
“Says the one who smoked Ultra Lights, asshole”
He wrinkles his nose, “The Reds were too strong.”
Kazuya grins, “Girl.”
Jin passed the cigarette back, “It’s nice in LA…” he said suddenly, “I’d like to live here…”
The younger grins, “Stupid,” he teases, “You can’t live in a hotel…”
“But I’m Akanishi Jin…I can live wherever I want to~” Jin says proudly.
Kazuya rolls his eyes, “And what about me?”
“Well, you’re sleeping with me, so that means you can do the interior decorating.”
Kazuya stares at the older, who looks on the verge of laughing. He mock glared at Jin and shoved him slightly, “Ass.”
Jin grins widely at him, “You know I love you, right?”
Kazuya smiles softly, “I know…I love you too…” he whispers as he reaches out to grasp the older’s hand, linking their fingers.
Jin leans forward, resting his forehead against his, “Forever and ever…” he whispered, “Right?”
Kazuya nods, feeling like he could cry at any moment, “Right…” he says back, “Forever and ever…”
-
They order room service that night, giggling like kids who purposely run up their parent’s credit card bills, as they order two of the most expensive meals on the menu.
-
July 3rd -7:59am
Jin’s giddy as he stares at the clock then back down at the phone on his leg.
“Jin…maybe…”
The phone suddenly rings and Jin cries out triumphantly as the screen lights up, “Pi?” he asks excitedly into the speaker. He waits for a moment, and then a smile blooms across his face as he starts bouncing on the bed.
When Jin hangs the phone up, he grins widely at Kazuya before pushing him down on the bed, “It’s the fourth in Japan~” he sings against the younger’s lips.
Kazuya reaches up and tangles his fingers in Jin’s hair, “Happy birthday~” he whispers back, “How does it feel to be an old man?”
Jin growls playfully and pushes against the younger’s shoulder, “I’ll show you old man~”
-
July 4th -9:30pm
Kazuya stood out on the balcony, “Hey Jin,” he said, “You should come see this, the fireworks are beautiful…”
Jin coughs and pulls the blanket around himself tighter, “I think I’m getting sick…”
The younger moves from where he’d been leaning against the back wall of the balcony, “Have you taken your temperature?”
Jin nods and tilts his head towards the electric thermometer on the table.
Kazuya walks over and picks it up, “You have a higher temperature than normal…” he comments, “We need to take you to a hospital.”
Jin glares up at him, “Damn it, I know what’s wrong with me…” he says, feeling slightly hysterical, “I know I’m going to die soon…”
“No…”
“Yes, I am…whether you like it or not, I’m going to die really soon Kazu…”
Kazuya’s quiet for a moment, then, “Who are you again?”
Jin sighs, “I’m Jin…”
Kazuya smiles, “Hi…you…know who I am, right?”
He nods, “Yeah…” he licks his lips nervously, “I do…”
Kazuya reaches out and presses the back of his hand against Jin’s forehead, “You’re sick…”
Jin leans into the cool touch, “I am…”
“I’ll go make you some soup~” Kazuya said cheerfully, moving off the bed, “Be right back~”
-
The next two days, Kazuya stays the same. It worries Jin, because, the doctor had said that if he stayed in the relapse stage too long, then he could permanently forget everything.
-
July 6th -8:00am
“How are you feeling?” Kazuya asks, sitting down next to Jin.
Jin cracks an eye open and stares at Kazuya, “Like shit…”
Kazuya smiles sadly, “Yeah…I…called a doctor…your doctor,” he corrects, “He recommended a place…”
-July 6th -10:00am
Kazuya led the older up the steps of the Barlow Respiratory Hospital; Jin’s doctor back in Japan had said that this was the best place to admit the older under their Chronically Critically Ill Care Program where Jin could be monitored constantly.
Jin was resistant at first, he struggled against Kazuya’s hold; and when Kazuya tried to tell the receptionist that he was there to check Jin in, the older male screamed as loud as he could, catching the attention of most of the people waiting and the doctor that had been called to restrain him.
Kazuya finally got Jin under control when the doctor had given Jin 10 milligrams of liquid valium. While Kazuya talked to the doctor, they’d gotten a few nurses to lead the drowsy man to a room to rest.
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July 6th -Noon
“You’re awake~” was the first thing he heard when his eyes opened, “Where…a…am I?”
A hand was placed on top of his, “You’re in a room, in the Barlow Respiratory Hospital…”
“Why am I here?”
Kazuya smiled sadly, “Jin…” he whispered, “You’re dying…”
Jin tightened his grip around the younger’s hand, “I…know…” he whispered, “That’s why I brought you here…”
He watched him, “Wha…what do you mean?”
“I knew I only had a week left…that…that’s why I brought you to LA…this…it’s where I want to be…”
-
Jin was allowed to move from his bed and out to the courtyard where he and Kame sat under the stars.
“Ne…”
Jin looks over at the younger, “Yeah?”
“Who are you?”
The older grins, “I’m Jin…”
Kazuya smiles at him, “Nice to meet you…” he looked around them, “Where are we?”
Jin leans back against the tree they were under, “We’re at the Barlow Respiratory Hospital.”
“Why?” he asks curiously, “I’m not sick, am I?”
The older shakes his head, “No…I am…” he said, “You’re my lover…”
Kazuya looks surprised, “Really?”
Jin laughs, “To which question?”
“B…both…”
The older nods, “Yes, I’m sick…and you’re my lover…”
Kazuya leans against the older, “How sick are you?”
Jin laughs sadly, “Pretty sick…”
They lapse into silence, before Jin looks down at Kazuya, who’s half asleep, “Hey, Kazu?”
Kazuya looks up at Jin, a small smile playing on his lips, “Yeah?”
“If…if I leave here…” he took a deep breath, “…tomorrow…”
Kazuya furrows his brows, “Yeah…?”
“Would you still remember me?”
Kazuya’s face relaxed, “Silly, I only just got to know you…you’re not leaving tomorrow…” he said childishly.
Jin’s smiled, strained, “Yeah…you’re right…” he said, “Let’s go back inside, yeah?” he asked, “It’s cold out here…”
-
July 7th -Noon
Kazuya wakes up in the hospital room, mind foggy and confused, “Jin?”
He receives no answer; sitting up from the cot he’d been sleeping on, he looks around, “Jin, where are you?”
“I knew I only had a week left…that…that’s why I brought you to LA…this…it’s where I want to be…”
Kazuya’s eyes widen and he looks over at the clock, 12:42pm.
“No…” he whispers, “It can’t be…” he shook his head, "You can't..." tears well up in his eyes, "Jin...you said you would be here..." he says, strangled, through tears, not registering the fact that he remembered something.
The door opens and the doctor steps in, “I’m sorry…” he says, an uncharacteristic softness in his voice, “He died early this morning…there was nothing we could do for him…”
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn’t be the same.
Cause I’m as free as a bird now,
And this bird you’ll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can’t change.
Lord help me, I can’t change.
==
...there is a story behind this >.< basically, Kame's been through trama...so he's amnesic, then Jin comes to him and says that he's dying,, which causes him to develop slight fugue...so yeah, that explains why Kame constantly asks him who he is >.>
Uhm...Jin's disease is called Hamman-Rich Syndrome. It's basically:
idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis chronic inflammation and progessive fibrosis of the pulmonary alveolar walls, with progressive dyspnea and potentially fatal lack of oxygen or right heart failure.
>.< Hamman-Rich syndrome is the acute form of it... >.<
So, uhm, yeah... Happy Birthday Jin 8DDDD
♥
I need sleep now >.<