Now and Forever...Itsumademo... - Chapter 19B
Title: Now and Forever…いつまでも…
Author: Mayonaka no Taiyou/Unare Haineko
Pairing: [Juntoshi] Matsumoto Jun x Ohno Satoshi
Rating: R-ish, but NC-17 for this chapter.
Summary: This story follows Ayumu, a more or less normal child born in 2012, three years after the ending of ‘Kodoku kara Umareta Ai’ (which you can read here). His parents, Jun and Ohno, are everything but ‘normal’ in their often unconventional attempts to deal with some of the challenges of parenthood as they try to ‘blend in’ with ‘normal people’.
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The first thing Daisuke saw when he woke up was the silhouette of someone wearing a yukata.
“Nnn…?” Daisuke moaned.
“Oh-chan?” Nino said, turning around from his seated position at the low table across the room. “Are you awake?”
“Kazu-san? What time is it?”
“It’s ten to nine…How are you feeling?”
“We were supposed to have dinner…I’m sorry…”
“What are you talking about?”
“Kazu-san, did you eat?”
“How could I eat? I was worried about you.”
“I’m sorry for making you worry,” Daisuke said, looking away.
“It’s okay. Are you feeling better?” asked Nino, touching Daisuke’s forehead.
“Yeah…” Daisuke tried to sit up, but the throbbing of his head prevented him from making it up all the way. “…headache…!”
“Don’t push yourself too hard. Let me call the front to bring us something. I bet you’re hungry, right?” Nino smiled.
“But-“
“I’ll go call them. You can get up when you’re ready.”
Nino scampered off and when he returned several minutes later, Daisuke had pushed the bedding to the side and was sitting in the middle of the floor.
“Are you okay, Oh-chan?” Nino said, immediately falling to his knees, touching Daisuke’s cheek with a trembling hand. “What’s wrong?”
Daisuke sniffled.
“I’m sorry, Kazu-san…if I hadn’t fallen asleep….”
“Don’t be silly,” Nino laughed. “Your health is way more important. You should take better care of yourself. Do you need to go to the doctor? Shall I call one for you tomorrow?”
“I’m fine. Just a little tired, I guess…”
“Did something happen?”
“Happen? Um, no why?”
“You’re shaking.”
“I am-“
“You know you can always tell me anything, Oh-chan,” Nino said seriously, staring into Daisuke’s eyes. “I want to know everything about you…”
“Everything…about…me…?”
“I care about you. I appreciate everything you do for me. That’s why…”
Daisuke stared at the slice of exposed flesh of Nino’s collarbone. The wounds inflicted by Reiya had just about healed and were nothing more than darkened lines. Nino’s yukata hung off his left shoulder as he leaned closer to Daisuke as if offering his delicate lips to his assistant.
“Room service,” called a voice outside the door.
“Come in!” called Nino.
The head attendant and her three female assistants in matching kimonos entered the room bringing a lavish spread of soups, nabemono, seasonal vegetables, broiled meats, fresh fish, and fruit. There were twenty one individual dishes for each person and several bottles of sake.
“Kaiseki ryori for two,” bowed the head attendant.
“Thank you,” Nino bowed.
“Excuse us,” the four reciprocated before exiting.
“Kazu-san…?”
“Oh-chan, happy birthday!” announced Nino. “Come, come, let’s celebrate! Sit!”
“How did…?” Daisuke asked, sitting at the table across of Nino, who seemed excited that he had been able to surprise his assistant.
“I’m your employer. What makes you think I wouldn’t remember?” laughed Nino, pouring two cups of sake. “Birthdays should be celebrated! Cheers!”
Nino held up his glass to which Daisuke raised a reluctant glass to and began the celebration. The food was perfect and Daisuke managed to eat most of it between the sake that Nino forced upon him. Daisuke could swear that Nino only had a few cups and had pushed the rest of it onto Daisuke. When he looked to the side of the table, he saw that between the two of them, they had consumed five bottles. It was safe to say that he had consumed at least four of those bottles by himself.
“Oh-chan, do you have something you want to do?” asked Nino suddenly after what seemed like an hour of mindless chatter.
“Today?”
“You don’t want to be a celebrity assistant forever do you? You’re young. Don’t you have dreams? Places you want to go? Things you want to do?”
“I…I….” stammered Daisuke. “I don’t know…yet…I guess, I’ve never thought about it…”
Liar!
Nino smiled.
“Oh, before I forget,” Nino said, turning around and opening the closet. “Here.”
Nino pulled out a small package that contained an envelope in it.
“What’s this?” asked Daisuke, barely able to sit up on his own as he fumbled with the package.
“Open it,” Nino urged, scooting next to Daisuke so he could see his reaction.
Daisuke opened it up and saw that it was a gift certificate from the Japan Pastry School.
“What’s…this…?”
“Satoshi always wanted to open his own bakery. I was going to give this to him one day…but I never got the chance…Your hands are nimble like his. You’d be good at making bread.”
“I don’t understand….”
“Go to this weekly class. It’s like an introductory class where they teach you the basics. Try it out. See if you like it. If you like it and continue for next year and a half or so, with the coordinator’s recommendation, you’re pretty much guaranteed a spot in the full-time program.”
“How did you get this? You can’t just get this kind of gift certificate-“
“So you do know something about the program?” Nino said wryly.
“Um…just bits and pieces…I know someone who wanted to enter the full-time program…” Daisuke trailed off.
“Well, I know the coordinator-”
“Why all of a sudden?”
“Well, it was your birthday and I thought it would be nice for you to get a hobby instead of just sitting in your room even on your days off. I remembered this certificate that I had purchased. Since you’re not exactly the athletic type, I thought maybe you might want to try your hand at baking-“
“Thank you,” Daisuke said suddenly throwing his arms around Nino’s torso, knocking him to the floor.
“Oof-“
“Sorry!” Daisuke apologized. “I didn’t mean to…that is to say…I…”
Nino looked up at Daisuke who was holding himself up over Nino’s body.
“What’s wrong, Oh-chan?” asked Nino, touching Daisuke’s cheek.
“I want to kiss you, Kazu-san…eep!” Daisuke covered his mouth with his hand, ashamed that he had just admitted his feelings to Nino at the most inappropriate of times. “I must have had too much to drink-“
Daisuke tried to stand up, but ended up tripping over his own feet.
“Oh-chan!” Nino said, rolling over and rushing to Daisuke’s side. “Here…”
Nino had offered his hand, but Daisuke, more inebriated than he initially thought, grabbed onto Nino’s sleeve instead pulling the actor down. Nino fell onto Daisuke, his yukata open all the way.
“You’re sexy,” Daisuke giggled, wrapping his arms around Nino’s neck and pulling Nino down for a sloppy kiss.
When their lips connected, Daisuke snapped out of his silly mode and realized what he was doing.
“Kazu-san?! I-I-I’m sorry! I don’t know what I was t-t-t-thinking!” he stammered, turning redder than he already was from the alcohol.
“It’s okay, Oh-chan,” Nino laughed, pulling himself up and straightening his yukata. “You were just overcome with emotion-“
“It’s been a long time. Don’t you wanna, you know…?”
Nino raised a skeptical eyebrow.
“Oh-chan, flattered as I am, I’d prefer not taking advantage of you while you were drunk,” Nino said, standing up.
“But what if I want it?” begged Daisuke, struggling to get his feet to obey.
“Don’t be desperate,” scolded Nino. “You’re better than that. Set higher standards for yourself. Don’t throw yourself at any person just because you don’t think things are going to get any better.”
“Kazu-san…” Daisuke said, wrapping his arms around Nino’s waist as he leaned into him from behind.
“I can’t give you what you want-“ Nino said sadly,
“You’re so kind to me....No one’s ever been this kind to me since my mother died…” whispered Daisuke, leaning heavily on Nino. “I miss her…”
“Oh-chan,” Nino said, turning around to face Daisuke while he ran his fingers through his assistant’s hair. “Whatever it is you want from me, I can’t give it to you…You know better than anyone else I’m not capable of loving anyone…”
“That’s not true, Kazu-san-“
“I don’t have a heart…” Nino said with quiet drama. “I don’t care about anyone other than myself…”
“You’re so nice to me, though…”
“I’m not nice.”
“Yes, you are.”
“I’m not.”
“I won’t tell anyone, Kazu-san…”
“Even if I was ‘nice’ and I’m not-I know you would never hurt me,” Nino said, kissing Daisuke chastely on the lips. “I can tell…your mother raised you well….”
Nino felt Daisuke tense and the muscles on the right side of Nino’s face twitched in satisfaction.
“Right, Oh-chan?” Nino repeated.
“Of…c-c-course not….” Daisuke said swaying.
You think you can fool me! Hah! Sorry, Oh-chan, you’re twenty years shy of being at my level-the ultimate consummate actor!
“Do you really want me?” asked Nino, slipping his cool fingers under Daisuke’s shirt.
Chase me…!
“Yes…” Daisuke moaned, swooning as he pulled Nino to the floor, rolling into the futon on the side of the room.
“If you want me…come get me….” Nino teased, pulling away.
You’re so easy to read…! A real sucker for kindness…. I know you’re hiding something from me. I’m in no hurry…I’ll just bide my time until you’re ready to tell me…
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“Do you have plans this weekend?” asked Jun as the family sat around the dinner table.
“No, why?” Ohno replied, stuffing a chunk of shoyu flavored fish into his mouth.
“Just asking…” Jun said coolly.
“Okay…”
“Ayumu, sit up straight and hold your chopsticks correctly,” Jun instructed the boy who was struggling to pick up some slippery mekabu strands with his junior sized chopsticks.
“Yes, Jun-papa…”
“You’re not going out?” probed Jun.
“For what? To fish?”
“Yeah.”
“No.”
“That’s unusual for you,” Jun commented, taking a bite of his salad.
“The government’s not letting any boats out right now. They’re cleaning or researching or something. It’s not like I don’t want to go; I can’t go,” Ohno explained sullenly.
“I see…Well what are you going to do then?”
“I dunno. I have a sculpture I’ve been meaning to finish.”
Ohno stood up and took his dishes to the sink.
“Where are you going, Satoshi-papa?” asked Ayumu.
“To take a bath…”
“Oh, okay…”
Ohno said nothing and went to the bathroom.
“Jun-papa, is Satoshi-papa not feeling well?” asked Ayumu, biting into a wedge of apple Jun had peeled and cored for him.
“Why?”
“It feels like he’s in a bad mood…”
“Don’t you worry,” Jun smiled, kissing Ayumu on the forehead. “I think Satoshi-papa’s just lonely.”
“Lonely?”
“I’ve been busy, right?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve left Satoshi-papa by himself a lot and I think he just misses me. I think he just wants to spend some time with me.”
“Oh okay!” Ayumu nodded.
“Ayumu, do you want to spend some time with baachan?”
“Yes!” Ayumu replied raising his hand.
“Okay. See, I want to take Satoshi-papa somewhere-“
“Where are you going?”
“I don’t know yet, but can you keep a secret for me?”
“A secret?”
“Yes, a secret. I want to surprise Satoshi-papa. He isn’t expecting anything, so I want you to be in charge of keeping my secret. It will be our little secret. Can you do that for me?”
“Of course!”
“That’s my boy!”
“Secret! Secret!” Ayumu squealed, dancing around the kitchen.
“I’m going to call baachan now. If you see Satoshi-papa, don’t say anything to him.”
“Okay!”
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“How was your bath?” asked Jun, smiling awkwardly as he planned his romantic weekend with Ohno. Ohno’s mother had given Jun a suggestion that he liked and he could scarcely contain his excitement.
“Uh…okay, I guess?” shrugged Ohno, staring at Jun oddly. “Um, I’m going to my studio…”
“Okay.”
Jun walked into Ayumu’s room.
“Ayumu, time for bed,” Jun said, taking out the boy’s pajamas.
“Already?” Ayumu whined.
“Yes. And we have to wake up early, remember?” Jun said, placing his index finger over his lips.
“Oh, right. Se-cret…” Ayumu whispered.
“So tell me what you learned today,” Jun said, helping Ayumu out of his clothes and into his pajamas.
“I learned a lot from Julie-sensei-oh, I’m supposed to call her Miss Julie…but we’re speaking Japanese so it’s okay to call her ‘sensei’, right?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, well I learned the names of all the fruits and vegetables!” Ayumu said excitedly. “APPLE! BANANA! CANTALOUPE! BROCCOLI!”
Ayumu shouted all the names of the fruits and vegetables he had learned in English as Jun helped him get ready for bed, telling Jun about all the flashcards that his tutor had shown him. Jun was impressed with Ayumu’s progress. The boy had a mind like a sponge and at this rate he would have the English skills to get into the international school the next term.
“Good night, Jun-papa,” Ayumu said snuggling into the covers.
“Good night, Ayumu,” Jun said tucking him in.
“Kiss for Jun-papa,” Ayumu said, stretching his neck to kiss Jun on the cheek.
“Kiss for Ayumu,” Jun reciprocated.
Jun turned on Ayumu’s night light and flicked the switch that turned off the main source of light in Ayumu’s room. After having put Ayumu to bed, Jun made sure everything was clean before proceeding to Ohno’s studio.
“Leader?” Jun called, knocking three times on the door.
“It’s open-“
Jun opened the door after he received Ohno’s acknowledgement.
“How’s it going?” asked Jun, walking over to the work table where Ohno was fiddling with a cloth and a piece of wood.
“Okay…”
“Let’s go to bed.”
“But I’m not done yet-“
“Can’t you finish it tomorrow?” asked Jun, reaching down and licking the back of Ohno’s ear before blowing lightly on the moist patch of skin. “Come….”
Ohno immediately put down his work and let Jun pull him out of his chair.
“Why are you being so cold?” asked Jun, kissing Ohno’s upper lip and touching Ohno’s lower lip with his fingers.
“I…ah…dunno….” Ohno gasped as he wrapped his lips around Jun’s fingers, sucking gently on the soft pads of flesh.
“Anything happen?”
“N..o…”
“I know,” Jun said, prying Ohno’s mouth open slightly with the extension of his fingers.
“About what?!” Ohno said, panicking.
“That you feel neglected…I’m sorry…I want to spend more time with you, Leader. It wasn’t my intent to ignore you…Come to bed…” Jun coaxed, playing with the waistband of Ohno’s pajamas.
“Okay…” Ohno agreed.
Jun smiled and pulled Ohno, who followed excitedly, back to the main unit. As Jun opened the door, Ohno forced himself onto Jun, jumping up and wrapping his legs around Jun’s waist from the side.
“Leader…” giggled Jun as Ohno kissed his neck. “You’re heavy…”
Jun staggered forward while he supported Ohno whose lips had become like a suction cup on Jun’s throat.
“Ah-“ gasped Jun, stumbling into the wall of the master bedroom when he felt Ohno’s calloused hand slide down the front of his pants and caress his package.
Ohno hopped off of Jun and ran to close the door, locking it and praying that Ayumu would sleep through the night. Jun lifted his shirt over his head and placed it on the dresser. Jun used this opportunity to take the lube out of the top drawer. Ohno had already somehow made it out of his clothes and was rushing towards Jun, who was slowly undoing his belt after having thrown the lube on the bed.
“What’s the hold up?” asked Ohno, eager to help Jun out of his clothes in any way he could.
“Nothing, I’m just taking off my belt-“
Ohno caught Jun off guard by pushing Jun into the bed before he was able to undo the first button of his pants. Jun was lying on the middle of the bed on his back while Ohno literally tore the clothes from his body, yanking the heavy jeans down as quickly as he could.
“You’re so slow,” Ohno grumbled to an exposed Jun as he grabbed the bottle sitting next to one of the throw pillows at the head of the bed.
“Why are you in such a hurry?” Jun asked, pushing Ohno to the side as he sat up as he tried to regain control of the situation.
“I miss your big dick. Is it so wrong to want to see it and feel it in me?” Ohno asked, reaching for Jun’s cock.
“Not so fast-“ Jun said, scooting away from Ohno, who seemed to wilt as the object of his desire moved farther from his immediate reach.
“Why are you tempting me and teasing me?” grumbled Ohno, his own erection painful as it craved attention.
“Are you on some sort of schedule or something?” asked Jun, eyeing Ohno critically.
“Noooo,” Ohno sighed loudly in distress as he noticed Jun losing his erection.
Ohno wanted to bang his head against the wall for being so overly anxious. Of course Jun would be suspicious of such erratic behavior. But Ohno really could not wait. A naked Jun (or reasonable substitute for that matter) signified sex in his mind and he could barely control his urges once the image of a nude Jun took over his mind.
“What is with you?” asked Jun, moving the bottle of lube from the bed to the nightstand. “You’re acting so weird…”
Ohno felt an invisible door slam in his face as he drew conclusions from Jun’s body language. All hopes of having sex with the real thing had effectively gone out the window.
“Leader?”
“I’ve got to go…I just remembered I have to finish something,” Ohno said lamely, picking his pants up off the floor.
>>> Chapter 19C
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