FINAL CHAPTER -> Together, Forever <- PART TWO
Title: Together, Forever
Chapter: Sequel || follow up to "Wrong Number….” & “Soliary Rose”
Rating: PG13
Genre: Angst
Pairing: Yuya Tegoshi/Yamashita Tomohisa
Word Count: 7.477~
Disclaimer: Maybe someday I will own those pretty sweet boys ^^;
PART TWO ~
The next morning I must have woken up very late because it was already light and noisy outside, people kept walking past the house and music from nearby could be heard. I wondered how could he do this, it’s like living next to a circus or well, tourist beach - which was exactly what it was. I got up and found the apartment to be empty, he must have gone out I thought, so I wandered around a little before taking a shower. I wasn’t really interested in snooping around but I couldn’t resist going through his things, just a little. There wasn’t anything outrageous or interesting I found, just some photos taken with friends so I guessed, and random books, DVD’s and the usual things you find in a young man’s apartment.
As I got out of the shower, a blue towel wrapped around my waist, I walked into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. I didn’t realize he was already back and lying on the sofa, it was only when he spoke to me I noticed him.
“Hey there, it’s 3 in the afternoon. Do you feel better today, after sleeping in?” he asked casually slightly looking up at me but not bothered lifting his head.
Feeling better? When was I not feeling good? He should be the one feeling better after last night.
“Uh, hey, yeah..” I wondered what he meant, “Where uh have you been?”
“I met a friend,” he got up from the sofa and pointed toward the kitchen table, “I brought you back a cup of coffee, better drink as long as it’s still hot.”
“Thanks. Eh..Why, I mean how did you know I was awake?”
“I didn’t” he said, “but if you weren’t I would have woken you already.”
He smiled at me and when I noticed I was only wearing a very short towel I blushed. He smirked and disappeared into the bedroom and soon after that in the bathroom, taking a shower. I found myself staring at the door he had disappeared to at least 5 minutes before I snapped out of it. I took the coffee and got back into the bedroom, wondering why he acted so friendly all of a sudden, last night he didn’t want to see me and now?
I wanted to get dressed before he got out of the shower so I searched for my clothes, I was sure I left them by the bedside table last night but now they were gone.
“Yamashita-kun?” I carefully knocked at the bathroom door, “Have you seen my clothes?”
After a short moment of silence he opened the bathroom door and looked at me with those big brown eyes, slightly covered by wet strains of hair stuck to his skin, the drops of water ran from his cheeks down his neck and chest and …
“I took them to the Laundromat” he said and I blushed looking back up into his eyes. Why did he have to walk out like that, wet and naked? Is that what you do when you have a guest sleeping in your bedroom?
Once I recovered I managed to talk properly again, asking “Why? I don’t have any other clothes with me…”
“Yeah that’s fine,” he walked pass me into the bedroom to one of his many drawers and opened it, looking back at me “here, socks and underwear, grab what you like.” He offered kindly.
“B-but…” I stared at him with wide eyes.
He ignored my attempted protest and casually pointed toward a tall closet.
“There are some pants and shirts, just take what you want alright?” he smiled at me with his warm smile that always made my knees wobbly and my heart pound faster, but..
“Wait..I’m not gonna wear your underwear…that’s like.. well it’s weird.” I grabbed hold of the towel around my waist when I got the feeling it might slip off every second, leaving both of us naked in a bedroom, which would be kind of…well even more awkward.
He then just walked past me smiling, “Don’t worry, they are all clean!” he winked as he turned around before disappearing into the bathroom again.
What is that supposed to mean?
“Moo ~ it’s not that I worry about them being used.. t-the thought alone of just wearing them is …weird.”
I took a few steps forward into the direction of the bathroom, not sure why because I had no intentions on disturbing the rest of his bathing time, I guess it was just out of instinct. Then he suddenly popped out his head again with a big smirk on his lips, “Well, then just don’t wear any at all, I don’t have a problem with that either ~”
Oh good lord…
I shook my head and turned around, hiding my flushed cheeks and walked toward the bed letting myself fall onto it. I took a deep breath I tried to erase any embarrassment off my mind before getting back up and get dressed with his clothes.
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After he got out off the shower, fully dressed and neatly styled, he joined me on the living room sofa.
“Ne Yamashita-kun, what are you working currently? And are you on vacation right now?” I asked curiously since we hadn’t spoken about much ever since I got here.
He plopped down on the sofa opposite me, “Uh yeah I am off until January 3rd and I am working at a dance school. I’m teaching there and take lessons myself.”
“Oh wow that is really cool! You must love your job?”
“Hm I guess, “ he smiled and seemed really at ease. “The best part of teaching is to see others improve and work hard, ne. It’s the best.”
I can understand his feelings although I haven’t felt ….
“But let’s not talk about work, how about we go out since you are already here and later I can drop you off at the airport and so you can get yourself a ticket back home, ne?”
I didn’t say anything in reply I just stared at him, I know it was rather rude but it hit me hard when he said those words. I guessed he wanted me to leave but I hoped he wouldn’t be so straight forward about it especially after he acted so nice today.
“..of course if you need to stay another night you can spend it here. Now let’s go ~” he stood up from the sofa and pulled me along outside the door and toward his car that was parked around the corner of his apartment. I didn’t wanna tag along pretending nothing happened knowing I will have to leave soon, most likely defeated, but I also didn’t wanna stay behind. I felt torn between two worlds, a war that would not see a victorious end.
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We drove past countless palm trees on Canon Drive as he took me down to the world famous Rodeo Drive, a place packed with exclusive shops and full of gawkers who come to enjoy the excess. On the way there we saw a lot of funny dressed guys along the streets selling ‘Star Map’s’ for ten bucks. Though, as I was told, the maps they’re hawking are less than accurate. At best, they'll lead you to places where stars used to live and at the worst, they may be totally wrong.
We passed the ‘Witch’s House’ which was built in 1921 for a movie, this house was seen in several silent films, and moved to Beverly Hills in 1926. It is now a private home, located at 516 N. Walden Ave. We also drove by the Anderson Court Shops and the City Hall which shows up in the Beverly Hills Cop films…
Yes he did knew a lot about where he lived and I was happy watching him talk about anything with those big sparkling eyes, I was also happy to have had my very own and private tour guide driving me down the hectic roads of Los Angeles.
After he treated me for dinner at a posh restaurant he suddenly thought of “brilliant” things to see so he dragged me along some more until it was already dark and we drove back through the busy roads. The whole time I had wondered why he brought me here. Did he want to impress me? I mean it’s friggin Beverly Hills, its posh it’s hot and impressive, and not to mention movies like Pretty Women were filmed here, not that I have particularly watched this one, it’s just something you happen to know. Anyways as I fell asleep on the way back to his apartment he didn’t even bother waking me to stop at the airport. Wasn’t that just lucky? Well I figured he would insist on driving me there the next morning anyways but I didn’t really give a damn about it that moment, I was just too tired and dozed off with a smooth song on the back of my head and my face against the window.
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When I woke up the next morning I can say I was surprised to find myself back in Yamashita-kun’s bed but soon remembered what had happened the day before and how I must have gotten back here. I slowly crawled out of bed, sighing, I still wondered why he didn’t wake me and got rid of me already.
I stepped out of the bedroom to check on the time, coffee and Yamashita-kun.
Yamashita-kun, I found immediately once I opened the door. He just walked toward the kitchen, talking to someone.
Talking to someone?
As I peeked around the corner I saw a tall, pretty blonde women sitting on the sofa on top of Yamashita-kun’s blanket. She wore a very short blue skirt and a white shirt, and did I mention she was really pretty?
Who is she?
I realized I had been staring at the women when Yamashita-kun greeted me cheerfully with a loud, “Good Morning ~”, before turning to the pretty girl on the sofa, he smiled at her.
Said girl looked at me surprised, “Tom, who’s that…boy?” She was probably just as surprised to see me as I was to see her.
Ey, that’s my line… Chotto - TOM?
“That’s Tegoshi - a friend from back home. He came to visit.”
She looked back at me, brushing hair behind her ear, “I see. Is he going to come along today?”
“Eh, Are you coming with us?” Yamashita-kun walked up to me.
“Who? Me?.. where?”
Why I am the only person who doesn’t know what is going on?
Wait. Tom? What in the world.. that’s the worst nickname I’ve ever heard. And so so …American?
“You can come along if you want Tegoshi; Melanie and I are just going down to the studio and work.”
“So, eh.. that means… you take his classes?” I asked her and she winked at me.
“Yeah I visit his course and he’s my private teacher as well as my friend.”
She said friend, not boyfriend right?- chotto, can someone please confirm?
“Is everything alright? Tegoshi?” Yamashita-kun asked, holding up a cup saying something else but I didn’t follow his words for some reason…
“Eh? Sorry, what did you say?”
“Do you want some coffee?”
“Uh - yeah thank you.”
He then walked back to Melanie and wrapped his arm around her and I wanted to smack either of them that moment. Yamashita-kun then said, “I’m sorry Tegoshi but since I didn’t know you were coming I haven’t taken off my private classes so I will still need to spend some hours at the Studio today.”
“But don’t worry, he’ll be in good hands.” She said, letting her hand run through his hair.
“Yeah you always take good care of me, right?” he patted the women’s legs and I felt how the air became thicker and thicker and made it so hard to breathe.
“Mh, and afterwards we could have some fun; just the three of us how does that sound to you?”
She stared at me with her huge blue eyes; it was scary - really scary. I didn’t know what to say or think so I just looked at her in disbelieve until both of them started to burst out in laughter.
“Haha you should’ve seen your face just now,” Yamashita-kun said laughingly,” though I think since you are already here I could also show you my work place.”
“Of course I will keep Tom here for myself, sharing was never my strength.” She added, jokingly I guessed, though I didn’t find it really that funny.”You’re not jealous are you?”
“eh? …why eh would I be?” I stuttered and felt how my cheeks started to burn as she kept on staring at me.
“Hm just wondering, you have to know your rivals right?” she said before she got up, winking at me and pulling Yamashita-kun with her toward the door. He then sighed as he got up and told me to grab some clothes or whatever I would need and that they were waiting outside for me. And so we went down to his dance studio, he showed me around proudly and I watched them dance. It was a long 2 hours course and I felt like it would never end, not that I didn’t enjoy watching him dance but mostly it was her that moved and enjoyed being touched by him. Hm after all I was jealous, of course.. who wouldn’t be the way she looked at him and just waited to be touched again and again and gawd finally we headed out again as soon as they were done. I expected her to ask to be driven around and go from bar to bar and from club to club but instead she just wanted to be dropped off at a small golf club nearby where she met with her fiancé ~
Uh I felt kinda bad for being jealous over her, but seriously who could have guessed she was going to get married in two month!? So instead Yamashita-kun drove us to Olive Garden, where we had dinner and afterwards we went ‘sightseeing’ and headed back to his apartment quite late just to fall into bed tired. Well I did, he obviously slept on the sofa again. Despite I was really worn out again, which I blamed on the change of weather, time and everything around me, I still couldn’t fall asleep and probably was awake for hours until I found some peace for the night. It bugged me that I couldn’t talk to him like I wanted and it even bugged me more that he acted the way he did. He didn’t want to talk about him or me or us or anything related to it, we just spent the time like friends, which was weird after all that time we hadn’t seen each other but strangely worked out somehow. It wasn’t what I had hoped for when I got here and probably he was right, I wasn’t thinking it through properly, still I felt grateful that he tried to spend time with me after all I put him through, and I knew he knew that I was aware of his pain. I just hoped he would also see the pain that was still written in my eyes. I wished for him to see what I really wanted and what I needed and that all I could think of was him. Back then until now.
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We spent the next days in almost perfect harmony, nothing seemed to bother Yamashita-kun and he tried to be like a good friend to me, never mentioning the airport or Japan again. I was surprised, obviously, but didn’t protest and instead enjoyed the time we had together. Even though that was all there was and if it would’ve been all there could be, those days I was happier than ever. And since I did not understand him back then when we were together in a band, I wasn’t really too surprised that I still could not read him after all those years - I would never understand the way his mind would work.
All we did was just roam around town and eat out. We walked along the famous Hollywood Boulevard, checked out some theatres, virgin megastores and of course Ripley’s which was pretty fun. There were some pretty neat shops and second hand clothing stores that had famous People’s styled clothes and lots of trucker wear. We also went back for shopping or rather watching the high end stores of Rodeo Drive, they were definitely a bit too much for my wallet but only walking around was a lot of fun and definitely something to remember. But simply hanging out with Yamashita and eating the simplest foods by the beach were the best times after all.
The last day before New Year’s we went to watch a football game at the Staples Center. I had not known those teams who played but it was a pretty incredible feeling just to be there and see them fight. The day seemed to fly by just as fast as the others and after the game we went for some grocery shopping and then back to Venice and Yamashita’s apartment. He said he wanted to cook something delicious and Japanese that night, but we failed to get all ingredients needed. Therefore he suggested we go to Little Tokyo to get Ramen, but I said could get Ramen any time in Japan and therefore I’d prefer just some random American food. He agreed and happily prepared us a big portion of Macaroni and Cheese, which tasted pretty much like a bowl of melted cheddar cheese with noodles - not really going to be on my top 10 list but I appreciate his afford.
“Come, it’s nicer to eat over there!” He said, pointing outside and so I followed him to sit down on a bench by the ocean where we ate our noodles in silence, watching the sun disappear behind the endless ocean. It was a beautiful view, the sand and palm trees surrounding us were colored a deep orange mixed with pink and purple before everything slowly went a dark blue and eventually almost black. Well it didn’t get that dark thanks to the many street lights and restaurants close by.
“Ne, Yamashita-kun,” Like always I broke the silence when both of us were done eating, “thank you for today and yesterday and everything. I had a lot of fun and...”
But he suddenly interrupted me, “Don’t worry. What do you want to do tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow?... I-I eh.. don’t know..!?”
“Hm since its new years eve, why don’t we go to some really nice place?”
“Sure I would love to! Where do you want to spend it Yamashita-kun? Oh wait.. it’s not like .. well didn’t you make plans to go to a party or so..with your friends or someone?”
“Ah right, I actually am invited to a friend’s party, I almost forgot. I thought we could go to Disney Land though, what do you say? “
“Disney Land?” I asked surprised. “Is this a good place to go to on New Years?”
He looked at me with big eyes, “Why not?” and smiled his warmest smile, “I always wanted to go and actually I thought it would be most fun to bring you along.”
“What ..what about your friends, won’t they be offended if you don’t come?”
“Nah, they can do fine without me.”
He looked down into the sand beneath our feet; I moved closer and leaned my head against his shoulder. I smiled to myself as we sat there; it was truly a wonderful moment just the two of us, the sand the sea the night.
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So it was decided, the next day we drove to Disney Land in Anaheim. It was a one hour and a half’s trip by car, thanks to the busy traffic; once we got there we had a great time though. We checked in one of those fancy hotels, the Disney Paradise Pier® hotel to be precise; a tall 480 room hotel that overlooked the whole Disney's California Adventure® Park.
We spent a warm and sunny day going on rides, having all kinds of foods including ice cream and coffee, watching some live shows and acts and just walked around leisurely. At the time we reached our limits we went back to the hotel and I fell into bed like a stone. I wasn’t able to get the rest I had longed for just yet though because suddenly Yamashita-kun came running back from the hotel lobby right when I was about to undress. He grabbed me by the hand and dragged my tired body out of the room in a rush. Without asking where we would go I kept following him until we reached a crowded park outside the hotel, when I noticed that he still held on to my hand felt how my chest was suddenly starting to boil on the inside. He didn’t seem to bother about the fact that our fingers were entangled and kept pulling me along through the crowd of people until he found a spot that he seemed to like. It overlooked the whole place, the park, the lake, the fountain at the end of it and every bit of the prettiest decoration I had ever seen - lots of colorful neon lights, flowers and other sparkling things in the distant. But that was not all there was to see, because just a few moments later there was a music band starting to play and a fantastic firework display appeared out of nowhere. It was huge, colorful and the most beautiful display I had ever witnessed.
As we stood close to each other we watched the fireworks, and at one point he squeezed my hand tightly so I turned and looked at him.
He stared at me with his deep brown eyes and that soft smile that never fails to make my heart skip a beat.
“You know I’m really happy that you came.” He whispered with his incredibly sweet voice, sending shivers down my spine.
I didn’t know what to reply so all I could ask if he was sure because he had said many things that didn’t indicate happiness the slightest. But he just smiled at me and gave my hand another tight squeeze before saying, “Mh I said a lot of things I didn’t mean. But those things I wrote I meant, just like I wrote them, word for word and letter for letter.”
And with that last sentence I felt my heart stop for sure and my whole world seemed to explode with happiness. But when I was about to reply he pulled me closer until our bodies brushed against each other’s and our faces almost touched. From the way he looked slightly down at me, the way his eyes sparkled and he bit his lip I literally felt that it was about to get even better and I feared to actually lose my consciousness and faint into those strong arms of his. He then placed his hands on my cheeks and the next moment our lips touched and pressed gently against each others. Once I realized that I didn’t faint I replied the kiss deeply, with lips brushing, tongues tangling, noses rubbing and hands touching I pulled him under my spell and he did the same to me - completely falling into our little world, forgetting about the people around us.
And that, well this was the end of your new beginning.
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“Ey, who are you talking to sweety?” the voice coming from behind grows louder with every single word and I turn around, smiling at the person walking up to me, wearing a white apron and holding a some kind of slightly burned roast turkey.
“Nobody,” the smile on my lips grows wider as I take a closer look at the poor burned poultry and back into those deep brown eyes I love so much, “I was just remembering last Christmas and especially New Years Eve.”
I walk up to the man who owns my heart and soul and place a sloppy kiss on his cheek.
“Dinner is.. well, done.” He says with his sweet voice, slightly laughing at the burned meat. “We won’t forget last year, will we?”
Of course I agree, we can’t ever forget the best night that finally changed everything. After we had spent the first days of the New Year together we decided to come back to Tokyo, together. Yamashita-kun wasn’t too sad about leaving his dancing career behind, he said, after all he didn’t really belong there.
Tokyo was where he belonged to, Tokyo and me.
As soon as we got back here we bought a small house and moved in together, he quickly found a job as part time dance teacher and some acting roles. And I just kept doing what I had always been doing, but since we were together now it didn’t even matter what we did, we were happy just being there for each other.
[END.]
That’s it.
Mushy I know.
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