DON'T U EVER STOP SPAZZZZZZ & If I see you in my dreams 4
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Got bad news for me at least. I failed the theory driving exam ;__; got 4 out of 30 wrong when I could only have 3...life's unfair D:
BUT! Did you guys listen to the new song yet Y/Y? IF YOU HAVEN'T, DO SO NOW! KOCHI! KOCHI! *clickie*
Oh and by the way, I didn't forget to send you guys the anime or dramas. Like I said before, I've been really busy so only yesterday got the time to send it. Hope you receive it soon. Also, I told my cousin that I didn't want all those DVD's (I made them into ISO DVD's, meaning they play on a DVD player X3...I also made the covers so it'd all look pretty) and she said I should sell them XD I was like "1€ each?"
Now onto the long forgotten fic.
Title: If I see you in my dreams ch4
Pairings: Akame
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, angst , fantasy
Summary: What would you do when you discover that the person you always thought granted by your side forever is going to die soon?
What would you do to change the future? Search desperately for an way to make things differently or choose to forget?
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3
With no dramas or anything, but the album to work on, KAT-TUN got a full free day, for a change.
It feels good to be here with Jin. Hokkaido…the weather is a little warmer now, but his body still shivers from the low temperature until he’s skated enough around the ring and becomes a little warmer. I still don’t know why this was one of the things he said he’d want to come to, but I’m not complaining, though I’m curious about where he’ll want to go next.
“Kame, why are you standing there?” he asks me as he skates elegantly backwards.
I smile and go after him. When was the last time we ice-skated together? Right…so long ago, along with Koki on one of Hadaka no Shounen’s little adventures. Jin was much clumsier back then and he’d easily fall down. Maybe he had some practice during all these years. Something I had not.
“You remember that time we went skating with Koki for Hadaka no Shounen?” Jin asked, as if reading my mind “Koki fell lots of times including once because his shoelaces were untied,” Jin laughs.
“You’ve got a lot to say about that. You fell a couple of times yourself.”
“I was unsteady. And I’d have lost my balance again if the teacher hadn’t told us to hold hands,” he laughs and the sound fills my heart “I swear she had a crush on you.”
“What? Don’t complain because I was better than you and Koki,” I tell him matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, you’re always good at whatever you do.”
I quirk a questioning eyebrow at his statement “And what exactly do you mean by that?”
“Nothing. It was a compliment,” I eyed Jin suspiciously and a laugh escaped his lips again “I’m serious!” he exclaims. I think he’s actually mocking me, but then what follows has me thinking otherwise.
“I’m not like you. If I’m introduced to something the first time, I can’t become a pro at it right away. That’s your specialty,” Jin explains and for a second, his expression changes to a forlorn one.
“Maybe you don’t try hard enough,” I say, and the second it leaves my lips, I repent it. Jin can take that as an offense. He doesn’t seem to.
“Maybe…”
“Time to change then,” I say, but I don’t want to keep talking about this. I want a cheerier mood right now so I decide to challenge him to a race - an entire lap to the ring.
The adrenalin of him catching up to me curses in my veins and I get myself screaming when he’s getting too close. He makes fun of me, telling me I sound like a girl but he’s actually screaming highly-pitched himself when I forget about the race and start chasing after him instead.
Then I see him lose his balance, his ice-skates scrapping desperately on the ice as he searches a steady pose, but he doesn’t seem to be able to, and almost without noticing, I run to him in hope of catching him, but before I realize it, I’m the one falling back and onto the hard floor.
There’s a burst of laughing that I recognize as Jin’s when I’m finally over the shock and take note of everything that happened just now.
“Who’s the one falling now?” Jin asks, tears spilling from his eyes as he extends his hand to me to take.
I pout at him, but the effect is the total opposite from what I expect and he laughs harder, wiping his tears to the sleeve of his warm coat. But he’s smiling, laughing even, so I guess I can forgive him.
I finally take his hand, but instead of hoisting myself up, I tug on his hand hard and he slips to the floor as well, not on the best position I realize as I get myself squished under his body, the cold floor freezing my skin through the many layers of clothing.
“Idiot,” Jin says as he props himself up on his hands, lifting some of his weight off me, and he’s got that same tender expression of the other day as he gazes down at me; that one that makes my heart beat faster and my breath get stuck in my throat.
“J-Jin,” I say nervously, trying to avoid eye-contact because it’s hard to focus and find my voice when his eyes are like that “we should go.”
“Can’t we stay for lunch?” he asks as he finally helps me up for real.
“No, we can’t. Don’t even think about taking advantage of those nice people here to feed you again for free, you glutton,” I warn him.
“Aren’t you the one that played the fat boxer? You’re the glutton!” he accuses, poking my cheek.
“I was not fat. And I could never eat like that if it wasn’t acting,” I offer.
“Fine, you win,” Jin says with a sigh “Let’s grab something to eat before we fly back to Tokyo.”
I smile victoriously as Jin bends to my will, making whiny sounds as we pass by the place where he and Nakamaru had eaten the last time they had been there.
It’s my turn to laugh.
***
“Why are we here again?” I glance sideways at Jin that seems to be pondering about my question “It’s so late already. I thought we were done for the day but the park…?”
“At night, it’s even better.”
“For what?” I questioned when a sudden thought crossed my mind “Don’t tell me you intend to go to a haunted house? You’re not getting me inside any of those, I can guarantee you,” I warn in advance but Jin just chuckles, shaking his head.
“No, I’m not taking you to a haunted house. I’m taking you to that,” my gaze follows his outstretched finger.
“The ferris wheel?”
-
“You’re a weird guy, you know that?” I joke, teasing Jin a little too much for a day “The ferris wheel? What got into you?”
“Nothing…there’s no special reason. I just wanted to come here…”
He looks as if something has been left unspoken, and we fell silent for a while. Jin keeps mysteriously watching the blank sky - there isn’t even a star in the dark sky, not even a single shining dot to adorn it.
Again, I wonder what’s going on, on that mind of his. I could have asked to read minds to the angel, instead. That’d be useful in these situations. But I’m not a mind-reader and I feel my chest tighten when Jin doesn’t say a thing, his unblinking stare still on the distance.
“Next time you should bring your girlfriend here. People say this is romantic,” I shrug. Not the conversation I really want to have, but I needed to break the silence.
My heart clenches when I hear a sound of agreement leave Jin’s lips “Maybe even confess my love,” he adds.
“Maybe…” I trail off. Why did I start this conversation anyway? And why does it hurt to hear Jin say those things?
“I mean, you said I should do everything I never had the chance to, right? I should confess to the one I love,” he concludes and he’s right. I did tell him that and he should do it. After all, Jin has to be happy no matter what. He has to live no matter what.
“You should cherish the person you like more than anything, then, and make sure she knows,” I advise wisely, but when I lift the gaze that had fallen to my feet, I see Jin gazing at me with the dreamiest expression on his face.
“I agree,” he says and stands up only to sit down beside me, edging a knee on the seat to turn to me “How would you like to be confessed to, Kazuya?”
“M-me? Why ask me?” I stutter.
And why the hell am I stuttering? Maybe it’s because he called me Kazuya. Jin doesn’t usually call me by my given name…nor does he stand so close to me to the point I can feel him breathing against my lips.
I wish he’d put some distance between us, because honestly, I’m starting to get nervous. Then I realize he’s still waiting for me to answer.
“I-I think I’d like to be the one confessing.”
“Oh,” it’s the only thing Jin utters, but before I realize, his hand is weighting over mine and I jump in surprise “But isn’t it nice to have someone you like confessing to you and wanting to touch you; know you’re wanted and loved?” I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and I’m all jittery inside when he leans closer, his breath warming my face.
What exactly does he mean with that?
But before I have the chance to ask him, the ride comes to an end and the doors swung open for us to get out.
I hear Jin sigh and his hand quickly slips away from mine. We get out and I fall into pace with him, my hands shoved in my pockets to stop them from trembling and my hand hanging low, though I have to admit that it’s rather because my cheeks are burning than because I have to hide my identity.
I stare at Jin’s broad back.
What exactly do you want, Jin?
***
“Jin…”
Jin doesn’t look back, just keeps walking ahead without halting once. I follow him, but for some reason, the distance keeps getting longer, so I pick up the pace until I’m running.
Jin’s still far away and becoming smaller to the sight. Smaller and smaller until he’s just a small dot.
“Jin!” I call out but he doesn’t seem to listen “Jin! Don’t leave me behind!” I yell at him, but Jin is nowhere near to listen and I keep running, but I can’t see him anymore, I can’t even hear his steps, nor mine…nor even my own breathing.
And then there’s a jingle that pulls me from the dark and onto a place I somehow know. As I open my eyes, I see - my room. My future room.
Why am I here again?
Something on my desk catches my attention and I jump from under the covers to examine it closely. It turns out to be a picture, of cherry blossoms to be more precise.
I’m about to discard it as useless to my attempt to save Jin, when I catch sight of the small note tucked under it. It reads: He wanted to go see it, but a new spring didn’t come for him.
I’m confused. Was the me in the future the one that left it there? Then there has to a reason for it to be here, right? I keep pondering about it when I hear yet again another sound calling me from this dimension. This time, I can swear it’s my alarm clock ringing.
It’s morning already?
But when I get myself back home, in my real bed, I start to realize that sound is not from my alarm clock and as my mind clears, my hand darts out to pick my ringing phone from the nightstand.
“Hello?” my voice sounds groggy even to myself.
“Kame? Do you want to come with me somewhere?” Jin’s voice sounds on the other line.
“Jin…” I glance at the clock which marks 2:37am and I groan “it’s almost 3 in the morning. Can’t we do that later?”
“Oh…ok. I just thought it’d be nice to see the cherry blossoms since they told me it was beautiful.”
He wanted to go see it, but a new spring didn’t come for him.
Was that…?
“I’ll be at your house in a couple of minutes.”
***
“It’s…”
“Beautiful, right?” Jin took the words out of my mouth and I simply nod.
He walks down the street, petals falling here and there to keep him company.
Somehow the sight of Jin’s back striding away from me, reminds me of my dream and before I know it, I’m holding him tightly in the circle of my arms.
“Kame,” he whispers, but makes no move to get away “won’t you tell me what’s wrong?”
“Nothing is,” I answer, but for some reason, the tears are stinging my eyes.
“Are you sure?” he keeps asking in a gentle voice, like he’s handling a child.
I nod against his back and quickly release him before this turns awkward “Listen, Jin…let’s make a promise,” I say and extend my pinky in his direction.
“That again?” he mocks “Kid,” then accuses, but as I leave my pinky stretched in his direction as a proposition, he finally gives in and encircles his own with mine “What now?”
“Promise me that no matter what, you won’t leave me behind. That when you leave, wherever you go, you’ll take me with you.”
“Do you perhaps want to go to America with me?” he prompts.
“Jin! I’m serious!”
His face seems to turn serious as well “Fine. I promise to take you with me anywhere…as far as we can.”
You better not break that promise.
A/N: If you haven’t noticed yet, yes, I do use rumors about Akame on this fic. Also, you might know Jin’s last sentence “dokodemo”/”dokomademo” ne~ X3
Now I don’t have anything interesting to say D: something is definitely wrong with me XD
Anyway, enjoy and thanks for the encouragement until now for me to continue writing this fic. I think I actually have something to write about without it just being the end XD
And comments always make me happy~ well, duh! XD
I can’t wait to stop locking my entries ;__;
Ne~ sorry for not replying the comments again. I've been studying for the exam and not really around. Apparently, it was for nothing *sighs*
Jin's laughter is contagious~ ARE YOU READY? HELL YEAH *SHOT*
Got bad news for me at least. I failed the theory driving exam ;__; got 4 out of 30 wrong when I could only have 3...life's unfair D:
BUT! Did you guys listen to the new song yet Y/Y? IF YOU HAVEN'T, DO SO NOW! KOCHI! KOCHI! *clickie*
Oh and by the way, I didn't forget to send you guys the anime or dramas. Like I said before, I've been really busy so only yesterday got the time to send it. Hope you receive it soon. Also, I told my cousin that I didn't want all those DVD's (I made them into ISO DVD's, meaning they play on a DVD player X3...I also made the covers so it'd all look pretty) and she said I should sell them XD I was like "1€ each?"
Now onto the long forgotten fic.
Title: If I see you in my dreams ch4
Pairings: Akame
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, angst , fantasy
Summary: What would you do when you discover that the person you always thought granted by your side forever is going to die soon?
What would you do to change the future? Search desperately for an way to make things differently or choose to forget?
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3
With no dramas or anything, but the album to work on, KAT-TUN got a full free day, for a change.
It feels good to be here with Jin. Hokkaido…the weather is a little warmer now, but his body still shivers from the low temperature until he’s skated enough around the ring and becomes a little warmer. I still don’t know why this was one of the things he said he’d want to come to, but I’m not complaining, though I’m curious about where he’ll want to go next.
“Kame, why are you standing there?” he asks me as he skates elegantly backwards.
I smile and go after him. When was the last time we ice-skated together? Right…so long ago, along with Koki on one of Hadaka no Shounen’s little adventures. Jin was much clumsier back then and he’d easily fall down. Maybe he had some practice during all these years. Something I had not.
“You remember that time we went skating with Koki for Hadaka no Shounen?” Jin asked, as if reading my mind “Koki fell lots of times including once because his shoelaces were untied,” Jin laughs.
“You’ve got a lot to say about that. You fell a couple of times yourself.”
“I was unsteady. And I’d have lost my balance again if the teacher hadn’t told us to hold hands,” he laughs and the sound fills my heart “I swear she had a crush on you.”
“What? Don’t complain because I was better than you and Koki,” I tell him matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, you’re always good at whatever you do.”
I quirk a questioning eyebrow at his statement “And what exactly do you mean by that?”
“Nothing. It was a compliment,” I eyed Jin suspiciously and a laugh escaped his lips again “I’m serious!” he exclaims. I think he’s actually mocking me, but then what follows has me thinking otherwise.
“I’m not like you. If I’m introduced to something the first time, I can’t become a pro at it right away. That’s your specialty,” Jin explains and for a second, his expression changes to a forlorn one.
“Maybe you don’t try hard enough,” I say, and the second it leaves my lips, I repent it. Jin can take that as an offense. He doesn’t seem to.
“Maybe…”
“Time to change then,” I say, but I don’t want to keep talking about this. I want a cheerier mood right now so I decide to challenge him to a race - an entire lap to the ring.
The adrenalin of him catching up to me curses in my veins and I get myself screaming when he’s getting too close. He makes fun of me, telling me I sound like a girl but he’s actually screaming highly-pitched himself when I forget about the race and start chasing after him instead.
Then I see him lose his balance, his ice-skates scrapping desperately on the ice as he searches a steady pose, but he doesn’t seem to be able to, and almost without noticing, I run to him in hope of catching him, but before I realize it, I’m the one falling back and onto the hard floor.
There’s a burst of laughing that I recognize as Jin’s when I’m finally over the shock and take note of everything that happened just now.
“Who’s the one falling now?” Jin asks, tears spilling from his eyes as he extends his hand to me to take.
I pout at him, but the effect is the total opposite from what I expect and he laughs harder, wiping his tears to the sleeve of his warm coat. But he’s smiling, laughing even, so I guess I can forgive him.
I finally take his hand, but instead of hoisting myself up, I tug on his hand hard and he slips to the floor as well, not on the best position I realize as I get myself squished under his body, the cold floor freezing my skin through the many layers of clothing.
“Idiot,” Jin says as he props himself up on his hands, lifting some of his weight off me, and he’s got that same tender expression of the other day as he gazes down at me; that one that makes my heart beat faster and my breath get stuck in my throat.
“J-Jin,” I say nervously, trying to avoid eye-contact because it’s hard to focus and find my voice when his eyes are like that “we should go.”
“Can’t we stay for lunch?” he asks as he finally helps me up for real.
“No, we can’t. Don’t even think about taking advantage of those nice people here to feed you again for free, you glutton,” I warn him.
“Aren’t you the one that played the fat boxer? You’re the glutton!” he accuses, poking my cheek.
“I was not fat. And I could never eat like that if it wasn’t acting,” I offer.
“Fine, you win,” Jin says with a sigh “Let’s grab something to eat before we fly back to Tokyo.”
I smile victoriously as Jin bends to my will, making whiny sounds as we pass by the place where he and Nakamaru had eaten the last time they had been there.
It’s my turn to laugh.
***
“Why are we here again?” I glance sideways at Jin that seems to be pondering about my question “It’s so late already. I thought we were done for the day but the park…?”
“At night, it’s even better.”
“For what?” I questioned when a sudden thought crossed my mind “Don’t tell me you intend to go to a haunted house? You’re not getting me inside any of those, I can guarantee you,” I warn in advance but Jin just chuckles, shaking his head.
“No, I’m not taking you to a haunted house. I’m taking you to that,” my gaze follows his outstretched finger.
“The ferris wheel?”
-
“You’re a weird guy, you know that?” I joke, teasing Jin a little too much for a day “The ferris wheel? What got into you?”
“Nothing…there’s no special reason. I just wanted to come here…”
He looks as if something has been left unspoken, and we fell silent for a while. Jin keeps mysteriously watching the blank sky - there isn’t even a star in the dark sky, not even a single shining dot to adorn it.
Again, I wonder what’s going on, on that mind of his. I could have asked to read minds to the angel, instead. That’d be useful in these situations. But I’m not a mind-reader and I feel my chest tighten when Jin doesn’t say a thing, his unblinking stare still on the distance.
“Next time you should bring your girlfriend here. People say this is romantic,” I shrug. Not the conversation I really want to have, but I needed to break the silence.
My heart clenches when I hear a sound of agreement leave Jin’s lips “Maybe even confess my love,” he adds.
“Maybe…” I trail off. Why did I start this conversation anyway? And why does it hurt to hear Jin say those things?
“I mean, you said I should do everything I never had the chance to, right? I should confess to the one I love,” he concludes and he’s right. I did tell him that and he should do it. After all, Jin has to be happy no matter what. He has to live no matter what.
“You should cherish the person you like more than anything, then, and make sure she knows,” I advise wisely, but when I lift the gaze that had fallen to my feet, I see Jin gazing at me with the dreamiest expression on his face.
“I agree,” he says and stands up only to sit down beside me, edging a knee on the seat to turn to me “How would you like to be confessed to, Kazuya?”
“M-me? Why ask me?” I stutter.
And why the hell am I stuttering? Maybe it’s because he called me Kazuya. Jin doesn’t usually call me by my given name…nor does he stand so close to me to the point I can feel him breathing against my lips.
I wish he’d put some distance between us, because honestly, I’m starting to get nervous. Then I realize he’s still waiting for me to answer.
“I-I think I’d like to be the one confessing.”
“Oh,” it’s the only thing Jin utters, but before I realize, his hand is weighting over mine and I jump in surprise “But isn’t it nice to have someone you like confessing to you and wanting to touch you; know you’re wanted and loved?” I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and I’m all jittery inside when he leans closer, his breath warming my face.
What exactly does he mean with that?
But before I have the chance to ask him, the ride comes to an end and the doors swung open for us to get out.
I hear Jin sigh and his hand quickly slips away from mine. We get out and I fall into pace with him, my hands shoved in my pockets to stop them from trembling and my hand hanging low, though I have to admit that it’s rather because my cheeks are burning than because I have to hide my identity.
I stare at Jin’s broad back.
What exactly do you want, Jin?
***
“Jin…”
Jin doesn’t look back, just keeps walking ahead without halting once. I follow him, but for some reason, the distance keeps getting longer, so I pick up the pace until I’m running.
Jin’s still far away and becoming smaller to the sight. Smaller and smaller until he’s just a small dot.
“Jin!” I call out but he doesn’t seem to listen “Jin! Don’t leave me behind!” I yell at him, but Jin is nowhere near to listen and I keep running, but I can’t see him anymore, I can’t even hear his steps, nor mine…nor even my own breathing.
And then there’s a jingle that pulls me from the dark and onto a place I somehow know. As I open my eyes, I see - my room. My future room.
Why am I here again?
Something on my desk catches my attention and I jump from under the covers to examine it closely. It turns out to be a picture, of cherry blossoms to be more precise.
I’m about to discard it as useless to my attempt to save Jin, when I catch sight of the small note tucked under it. It reads: He wanted to go see it, but a new spring didn’t come for him.
I’m confused. Was the me in the future the one that left it there? Then there has to a reason for it to be here, right? I keep pondering about it when I hear yet again another sound calling me from this dimension. This time, I can swear it’s my alarm clock ringing.
It’s morning already?
But when I get myself back home, in my real bed, I start to realize that sound is not from my alarm clock and as my mind clears, my hand darts out to pick my ringing phone from the nightstand.
“Hello?” my voice sounds groggy even to myself.
“Kame? Do you want to come with me somewhere?” Jin’s voice sounds on the other line.
“Jin…” I glance at the clock which marks 2:37am and I groan “it’s almost 3 in the morning. Can’t we do that later?”
“Oh…ok. I just thought it’d be nice to see the cherry blossoms since they told me it was beautiful.”
He wanted to go see it, but a new spring didn’t come for him.
Was that…?
“I’ll be at your house in a couple of minutes.”
***
“It’s…”
“Beautiful, right?” Jin took the words out of my mouth and I simply nod.
He walks down the street, petals falling here and there to keep him company.
Somehow the sight of Jin’s back striding away from me, reminds me of my dream and before I know it, I’m holding him tightly in the circle of my arms.
“Kame,” he whispers, but makes no move to get away “won’t you tell me what’s wrong?”
“Nothing is,” I answer, but for some reason, the tears are stinging my eyes.
“Are you sure?” he keeps asking in a gentle voice, like he’s handling a child.
I nod against his back and quickly release him before this turns awkward “Listen, Jin…let’s make a promise,” I say and extend my pinky in his direction.
“That again?” he mocks “Kid,” then accuses, but as I leave my pinky stretched in his direction as a proposition, he finally gives in and encircles his own with mine “What now?”
“Promise me that no matter what, you won’t leave me behind. That when you leave, wherever you go, you’ll take me with you.”
“Do you perhaps want to go to America with me?” he prompts.
“Jin! I’m serious!”
His face seems to turn serious as well “Fine. I promise to take you with me anywhere…as far as we can.”
You better not break that promise.
A/N: If you haven’t noticed yet, yes, I do use rumors about Akame on this fic. Also, you might know Jin’s last sentence “dokodemo”/”dokomademo” ne~ X3
Now I don’t have anything interesting to say D: something is definitely wrong with me XD
Anyway, enjoy and thanks for the encouragement until now for me to continue writing this fic. I think I actually have something to write about without it just being the end XD
And comments always make me happy~ well, duh! XD
I can’t wait to stop locking my entries ;__;
Ne~ sorry for not replying the comments again. I've been studying for the exam and not really around. Apparently, it was for nothing *sighs*
Jin's laughter is contagious~ ARE YOU READY? HELL YEAH *SHOT*