[fic] This Saturday morning

Feb 20, 2008 19:27

Title: This Saturday morning
Author: windy
Genre: no idea.
Rating: PG
Pairing: TegoKame.. TegoMe? ;D;D
Summary: just read it. not long.
Disclaimer: Guess twice? no. no.

A/N: clearly, mujun hates me. like whoa. and she owes me cupcakes too.

Kame sighed. He was waiting for the bullet train to arrive. He had made a TV-appearance in an Osakan talk show to promote his boxing-drama in Kansai-area too, and the 3-hour ride to Tokyo didn't interest him the slightest. Especially when it was only.. he checked, 7.15 in the Saturday morning.
The only bright side he could find was that at least the train wouldn't be too packed. It would arrive to Tokyo after 10 AM, so most people had already taken earlier trains to get to work.

Kame's phone beeped. He didn't recognize the number, but picked up nonetheless.
"Hello?"
"Kame? Great! It's Yoko" and some miscellaneous screeching in the background and "Hina, no, come down! Don't do that!"
Kame rubbed his eyes.
"You're still in Osaka, right? We were just watching you on TV and thought that maybe you wanted to come to our after-party. You see, yesterday we.."
"It's 7 AM. And I'm waiting for the train because I need to be back at work today in Tokyo." Kame didn't have the slightest clue why the Kanjani-members would call HIM of all the people. They were kind of a group of bullies, when it came to the people within the agency. Unless, he reminded himself, it was about Tegoshi. Somehow the noisy and nosy kansai-group seemed to dote on the boy.
Kame didn't really understand it. He was also the youngest in his group. No one had doted on him. Ever.
He didn't even notice he had hung up on Yoko.

The train arrived and Kame went off to search for his place. He took of his jacket and hat, and rubbed his hands together to gather some warmth. His fingers were freezing. That's when the person sitting next to him, in the window-seat, reached out hands and replaced Kame's cold fingers with his own warm ones.
Kame stared. The stranger had a black cap, stylish dark sweater and ordinary jeans. Then the cap was discarded.
Kame gasped.
"Tegoshi?"
"Hi, Kamenashi-kun. You shouldn't let your fingers reach the point when they're practically icicles." Tegoshi flashed a tired smile. The boy had dark bags under his eyes and even if the smile was sincere and wide in the normal scale, when comparing to Tegoshi's normal ones, it was lame.
Kame was worried and that helped him overcome the desire to snatch his hands away from Tegoshi's.
"What happened? You don't seem like yourself." Kame smacked himself mentally.
"Nothing much. I was visiting Ryo-tan and then the rest of Kanjani8 wanted to take me out. We went, but I did't drink and they did. So I ended up sending them home from the bar and taking Ryo-tan home." Tegoshi yawned and leaned a little towards Kame.

So that's why. Didn't the osaka-people have any decency? If they wanted to take their kouhai out, the least they could do was to make sure the said kouhai didn't end up taking care of his elders.
Takki had always made sure he and Jin and... everyone else were fine. Or taken them to sleep over to his big house...
Kame glanced down at Tegoshi, whose head was now  lightly on his shoulder, eyes closed, hands still holding Kame's. The boy was really cute.
..He just did NOT think that. No way. Absolutely no.
Then Kame promptly gave up and lifted his hand so that it curled around Tegoshi's shoulder, the boy's head now resting in the crook of his neck. Tegoshi smiled softly in his sleep, burying his nose in Kame's neck.

An hour later the seller lady came up to Kame with her trolley.
"Would you like something from the trolley?"
"No thanks, I'm fine." Kame continued to browse through his schedule for next week with his phone.
"What about your girlfriend, sir? She looks like she is little cold."
Kame glared. One of the glares he had perfected during the junior-period. The lady fled with her trolley.
Somehow, Kame's jacket was soon spread out on Tegoshi like a blanket.

When the train breaks down, Kame wakes up just in time to hear the announcement. It's not likely they're moving in four hours. The passengers in hurry can take a bus or another train.
Kame thinks about it. Glances at the sleeping Tegoshi. He doesn't really have to show up at the office today, he'll have time for it tomorrow too. So he just assures the train staff that he is fine and fishes his phone out again.
"Yo, whazzup." Jin says yawning. "You better have a good reason to wake me up."
"I'm stuck in the train so I won't be coming to the costume-fitting today. I'll show up straight in tomorrow morning.
"WHAT!?" Jin shrieks. It's so loud that Kame has to distance the phone from his ear.
"Don't shout, idiot. You're waking Tesshi up." This is the first time when Kame wants to bite his tongue off.
"WHAT!?" and then, quieter "You're sleeping with Tegoshi? Ryo will KILL you."
"No. No I'm not. He's just sleeping on my shoulder." And this the second.
"I can't believe you. You always complain how the kid gets special treatment and now you're being a nice senpai to him... Wait. What are you on? Did they feed you some weird Osakan food on the show?" Jin is definetely grinning.
"Shut up. You know Ryo will punch you for that. He was tired. It had seemed like a good idea at the time."
"Sure it did. I like Tegoshi too. Bring him over when you get here. If you get here and you don't end up doing him in a doorway."
"I do not want to do him in a doorway. And even if I did, I wouldn't have time." This time, Kame really bites his tongue.
Jin snickers. Loudly.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll keep your dirty little secret." And then he hangs up on Kame.

Tegoshi is still sleeping, breathing warm puffs of air to Kame's neck, smiling contently.
Kame pulls Tegoshi a little closer and decides that it's a good time for him to take a nap too.

The both wake up a little before the train arrives to Tokyo in the late afternoon. Kame has his arm wrapped around Tegoshi and they are quite tangled into eachother.
Tegoshi blushes cutely and apologizes, but Kame just shrugs it off. He thinks that it's oddly cold without the younger boy cuddling close.
They end up heading for Kame's apartment together, since Kame has a nice new couch and all.

Kame's flat can already be seen, when Tegoshi tugs at Kame's sleeve lightly.
"Kame-kun.." his voice drifts away. Kame ignores that he just shortened his senpai's name without asking.
"Yes?" Kame turns to look at Tegoshi, who lifts his twinkling eyes to meet the gaze.
Kame anticipates something, and he's not so sure whether he'll like it or not.
"What kind of a doorway do you prefer?"
Kame chokes.

A/N2: this is not posted anywhere because it honestly sucks. bad ;p and it was for the challenge anyway.

fic, tegoshi/kame

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