[fic] To Quit This Act (3/14)
TITLE: To Quit This Act (3/14)
PAIRING: Ohmiya (Ohno SatoshixNinomiya Kazunari)
LENGTH: Multi-chaptered (14 chapters total)
BANDS: Arashi
GENRE: Drama? It's a roller-coaster, folks.
RATING: Overall R
WARNINGS: Language and sexual themes/situations in later chapters.
SUMMARY: He did the things he did as a joke, and for years that was fine... but turning it into a prank changed everything entirely.
PREVIOUS PARTS: 01 | 02 |
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“Sho, Sho we’re not really together.” Nino said quietly, catching the newscaster on the way to the bathroom and following him.
“What?”
“Ohno and I, it’s not really what you think.”
Sho frowned at him. “I don’t think anything. You’re just crazy.”
Nino didn’t know what to think. If Sho was pretending to be oblivious to cover for him then it was a kind gesture, but what he wanted right now was a chance to tell him the truth, not outright denial that he’d seen anything. “But you walked in on us ki-“
“-Ohno already told me he was just trying to get the candy back that you stole from him!” Sho exclaimed, frustrated by the other’s persistence when he rather had to pee.
Nino raised an eyebrow dubiously. “Wha-… You actually believed that?”
“You’re both insane, but I’m not crazy enough to think there’s actually anything going on between you two-“
“-I told Ohno I loved him as a stupid prank and now he thinks we’re dating.” Nino stated flat out. He was sick of beating around the bush.
Sho narrowed his eyes at him for a second, as if to tell him to stop messing with him. Nino continued to stare evenly and seriously at him, and watched as realization dawned on the older man’s face. His eyes went comically wide, mouth forming a large ‘O’ and chest swelling with a deep inhalation of shock and outrage. “Nino!” the air was forced back out again. “OH my-… Seriously?!”
“I’m terrible.” Nino moaned, Sho’s reaction only reinforcing his own opinion on the matter. “But in my defense, I had no idea he felt the way he did…”
Sho seemed to deflate in front of him, his shoulders slumping as he leaned limply back against the sink. “… This is bad. Have you told him it was a prank?”
“Obviously not!”
“Oh, right. He just kissed you.” Sho looked perturbed, and more than a little stunned by the whole situation.
“You’re supposed to be the smart one, Keio boy! Tell me what I should do!” Nino whined, beginning to pace.
“Hey, I’m not exactly skilled when it comes to giving out relationship advice, Nino.”
“What relationship?! The problem is that our ‘relationship’ is a total sham!”
“It’s not just love and whatnot that we need to be concerned about here, you know? I’m talking about your friendship. You don’t want to mess that up.”
“I know.” Nino grumbled. “But I don’t know how not to…”
“You’ve got to tell him, obviously. You’re not in love with him, are you? Well then you can’t let him go on believing you are. It’s cruel, and even more so the longer it goes on!”
“I know I know!” Nino exclaimed. “But I can’t just walk up and announce it to him, Sho! You didn’t see his face…” He sighed, running a hand through his hair agitatedly. “He’s really serious.”
Sho looked thoughtful and concerned, frowning deeply and fidgeting with obvious discomfort. He crossed and uncrossed his legs and then let out a soft distressed sigh that finally caused Nino to turn and glare at him.
“Are you coming up with a solution or what?”
“I really have to pee.”
Nino rolled his eyes, leaving the newscaster to relieve himself and resolving to come up with his own plan… and hopefully soon.
A staff member stopped him in the hall and dragged him back to the set where the photo shoot was taking place. They were done the singles shots and, after briefly messing with his hair, they shoved him out in front of the cameras to stand between Ohno and Jun.
“Hey,” Ohno said lowly as the three of them moved into a pose with their arms around each other’s shoulders. “I was talking to my mom a little while ago…”
Nino tried very hard not to look horrified, but he must have tensed because Jun winced and hissed at him.
“I’m sorry, Ninomiya-san, Matsumoto-san, could you try smiling please?”
Jun glared at him briefly before the two joined Ohno in smiling attractively at the photographer.
No no no no no! Nino’s internal voice screamed, but Nino knew he really shouldn’t have been surprised. Of course Ohno’s mother was going to find out… he just hadn’t thought of that before.
The photographer paused to change the lens on his camera and Ohno continued where he’d left off. “She’s making extra curry, she said, if you want to come over when we’re done here…”
The invitation hung in the air for a long moment as Nino pretended to squint at the time on his watch. Lying to Ohno was one thing, but lying to Ohno’s mother was rotten on a whole different level.
“I know it’s not fancy, but…” Ohno trailed off, looking uncomfortable and a little self-conscious. Nino was really starting to hate that expression, it made his insides feel droopy and ashamed. Besides, Jun was being held captive by hair and makeup at the moment, but Nino could feel his nosy eyes on them from across the set. If he noticed Ohno acting all glum he’d be over the instant they were done straightening his collar, demanding to know what Nino had done wrong.
Nino had done a lot wrong.
“No, no curry sounds great, Oh-chan.” Nino smiled, reminding himself that he’d joined Ohno’s family for meals on countless occasions in the past and there was no reason he had to think of this one as being any different.
Ohno beamed, and his genuinely sunny mood for the rest of the photo shoot made Nino decide that, though he liked neither expression, this completely blissful one made him feel even guiltier than the one before.
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Sho sighed pleasantly as he finally got himself in front of the nearest urinal. He was worried about the situation with Ohmiya, he really was, but currently he was more focused on how good it felt to let go of what he’d been holding in for most of the photo shoot. He jumped and nearly made a rather embarrassing mess a moment later, however, when the toilet in one of the stalls behind him flushed.
Looking over his shoulder with wide and petrified eyes, Sho watched as one Aiba Masaki swung the stall door open slowly, looking appropriately shamefaced for having overheard his and Nino’s earlier conversation. “Hi, Sho-chan…” He greeted with a wave, smiling sheepishly.
Sho gaped like a fish out of water, torn between panicking over what could possibly go further wrong now that the most meddlesome and overly enthusiastic member was in on the secret, yelling at the younger man, and perhaps bursting into tears. Instead he frowned. “Wash your hands, Masaki.”
There were worse people who could have overheard, he supposed. Aiba would probably try to fix the problem and make it worse, but people like… well, Jun, for example, would likely throw a bitch fit and make everyone upset and angry with each other and then still make the problem bigger (particularly when it came to problems of this sort of personal variety).
“So, Sho-chan…” Aiba started, drying his hands with a strip of paper towel as Sho did up his pants and busied himself at the sink. “What are we going to do?”
“First of all, we need to establish some rules about this…” Sho began, rinsing the soap bubbles from between his fingers.
“Rules? …Like ‘don’t tell Jun’?”
Sho blinked. “Uhm, yes. Exactly.” Aiba beamed. “But we shouldn’t let anybody else know the truth either, okay? And we definitely can’t let Ohno know… It’s better if Nino’s the one to tell him.”
“So all you plan on doing is keeping it quiet.”
“…Well, yes…” Sho frowned suspiciously, turning off the faucet and moving around the taller brunette to get at the automatic towel dispenser. “Why? What are you planning, Masaki?”
“Oh you know… I’ve just got a few little ideas to expand on…” The sparkle in Aiba’s eyes was anything but innocent.
“Don’t get involved! Nino’s just got to tell him the truth and everything will be solved. He doesn’t need us making things complicated.”
“Sho-chan!” Aiba exclaimed, sounding somewhere between exasperated, appalled, and teasing. “You don’t get it at all! What if you were in love with me, and I said I loved you too?” He draped his arms around the newscaster in a loose hug, resting his head on Sho’s sloping shoulder. “Wouldn’t you be suuuuuper happy?”
Sho’s cheeks flushed all the way up to his ears as he shrugged Aiba off and tossed his paper towel into the garbage bin. “W-well…-“
“And imagine if then I told you ‘hey, sorry Sho-chan but I was just messing around! Ha-ha, you fell for it, baka!’, wouldn’t you be really sad?”
“I think Nino plans to let him down gentler than that, Aiba!”
“You’d probably cry, ne Sho-chan…?” Aiba continued, giving the flustered newscaster a gentle shove.
Sho’s mouth fell open indignantly. “I would not!”
“Anyway, it doesn’t matter if he’s gentle about it or if he screams it at him, Sho. Either way, Leader’s gonna be really hurt.” He paused thoughtfully and then his eyes went almost comically wide. “And he’s our Leader! Sho, what if he’s so hurt and embarrassed that he can’t stand staying in the same group as Nino!? What if Arashi breaks up!? What are we going to do?!” He grabbed his older friend by the shoulders, eyes round and shining as he almost shook him in his panic.
Sho would have liked to say that Aiba was overreacting… but he gulped instead. There was something about Aiba that was infectious. If he laughed you laughed too -whether you’d heard or understood the joke or not-, his very presence could raise the tension of a room to his enthusiastic level, and if he was having a down day -which he tried very hard not to have, ever- then everyone around him felt it. As a result, Sho couldn’t stop a bit of Aiba’s panic and worry from transferring over to him… It didn’t help that that worry was for their closest friends, and for Arashi. “Arashi isn’t going to break up.” He said, knowing he couldn’t let Aiba continue to panic or else the whole Jimusho would know about the problem by the day’s end. “Calm down, okay? We’ll think of something.”
Aiba closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and releasing his death grip on Sho’s shoulders. Sho reminded himself not to wear anything sleeveless for a couple of days as he was probably going to have bruises.
“Okay…” Aiba said, taking another moment to relax before sighing and giving Sho a reassuring smile. “Okay. I’ll work really hard and come up with a plan.”
“Oh boy…” Sho murmured, but Aiba either didn’t hear him, or A no Arashi had really gotten him used to ignoring Sho’s skepticism.
“And since Sho-chan is so logical, you can be the voice of reason when you’re helping me put it into action!” He beamed like he believed nothing could possibly go wrong.
Despite his worst fears, Sho found himself smiling back.
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Note;
Wow! Thanks everybody for the comments! I'm glad the response has been so positive thus far. Haha
The Sakuraiba duo is in on the problem now~ Will they help things or make it worse?
Also, I love Jun. I really do. I just enjoy picking on him... xD
Next part >> HERE!<<
PAIRING: Ohmiya (Ohno SatoshixNinomiya Kazunari)
LENGTH: Multi-chaptered (14 chapters total)
BANDS: Arashi
GENRE: Drama? It's a roller-coaster, folks.
RATING: Overall R
WARNINGS: Language and sexual themes/situations in later chapters.
SUMMARY: He did the things he did as a joke, and for years that was fine... but turning it into a prank changed everything entirely.
PREVIOUS PARTS: 01 | 02 |
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
“Sho, Sho we’re not really together.” Nino said quietly, catching the newscaster on the way to the bathroom and following him.
“What?”
“Ohno and I, it’s not really what you think.”
Sho frowned at him. “I don’t think anything. You’re just crazy.”
Nino didn’t know what to think. If Sho was pretending to be oblivious to cover for him then it was a kind gesture, but what he wanted right now was a chance to tell him the truth, not outright denial that he’d seen anything. “But you walked in on us ki-“
“-Ohno already told me he was just trying to get the candy back that you stole from him!” Sho exclaimed, frustrated by the other’s persistence when he rather had to pee.
Nino raised an eyebrow dubiously. “Wha-… You actually believed that?”
“You’re both insane, but I’m not crazy enough to think there’s actually anything going on between you two-“
“-I told Ohno I loved him as a stupid prank and now he thinks we’re dating.” Nino stated flat out. He was sick of beating around the bush.
Sho narrowed his eyes at him for a second, as if to tell him to stop messing with him. Nino continued to stare evenly and seriously at him, and watched as realization dawned on the older man’s face. His eyes went comically wide, mouth forming a large ‘O’ and chest swelling with a deep inhalation of shock and outrage. “Nino!” the air was forced back out again. “OH my-… Seriously?!”
“I’m terrible.” Nino moaned, Sho’s reaction only reinforcing his own opinion on the matter. “But in my defense, I had no idea he felt the way he did…”
Sho seemed to deflate in front of him, his shoulders slumping as he leaned limply back against the sink. “… This is bad. Have you told him it was a prank?”
“Obviously not!”
“Oh, right. He just kissed you.” Sho looked perturbed, and more than a little stunned by the whole situation.
“You’re supposed to be the smart one, Keio boy! Tell me what I should do!” Nino whined, beginning to pace.
“Hey, I’m not exactly skilled when it comes to giving out relationship advice, Nino.”
“What relationship?! The problem is that our ‘relationship’ is a total sham!”
“It’s not just love and whatnot that we need to be concerned about here, you know? I’m talking about your friendship. You don’t want to mess that up.”
“I know.” Nino grumbled. “But I don’t know how not to…”
“You’ve got to tell him, obviously. You’re not in love with him, are you? Well then you can’t let him go on believing you are. It’s cruel, and even more so the longer it goes on!”
“I know I know!” Nino exclaimed. “But I can’t just walk up and announce it to him, Sho! You didn’t see his face…” He sighed, running a hand through his hair agitatedly. “He’s really serious.”
Sho looked thoughtful and concerned, frowning deeply and fidgeting with obvious discomfort. He crossed and uncrossed his legs and then let out a soft distressed sigh that finally caused Nino to turn and glare at him.
“Are you coming up with a solution or what?”
“I really have to pee.”
Nino rolled his eyes, leaving the newscaster to relieve himself and resolving to come up with his own plan… and hopefully soon.
A staff member stopped him in the hall and dragged him back to the set where the photo shoot was taking place. They were done the singles shots and, after briefly messing with his hair, they shoved him out in front of the cameras to stand between Ohno and Jun.
“Hey,” Ohno said lowly as the three of them moved into a pose with their arms around each other’s shoulders. “I was talking to my mom a little while ago…”
Nino tried very hard not to look horrified, but he must have tensed because Jun winced and hissed at him.
“I’m sorry, Ninomiya-san, Matsumoto-san, could you try smiling please?”
Jun glared at him briefly before the two joined Ohno in smiling attractively at the photographer.
No no no no no! Nino’s internal voice screamed, but Nino knew he really shouldn’t have been surprised. Of course Ohno’s mother was going to find out… he just hadn’t thought of that before.
The photographer paused to change the lens on his camera and Ohno continued where he’d left off. “She’s making extra curry, she said, if you want to come over when we’re done here…”
The invitation hung in the air for a long moment as Nino pretended to squint at the time on his watch. Lying to Ohno was one thing, but lying to Ohno’s mother was rotten on a whole different level.
“I know it’s not fancy, but…” Ohno trailed off, looking uncomfortable and a little self-conscious. Nino was really starting to hate that expression, it made his insides feel droopy and ashamed. Besides, Jun was being held captive by hair and makeup at the moment, but Nino could feel his nosy eyes on them from across the set. If he noticed Ohno acting all glum he’d be over the instant they were done straightening his collar, demanding to know what Nino had done wrong.
Nino had done a lot wrong.
“No, no curry sounds great, Oh-chan.” Nino smiled, reminding himself that he’d joined Ohno’s family for meals on countless occasions in the past and there was no reason he had to think of this one as being any different.
Ohno beamed, and his genuinely sunny mood for the rest of the photo shoot made Nino decide that, though he liked neither expression, this completely blissful one made him feel even guiltier than the one before.
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Sho sighed pleasantly as he finally got himself in front of the nearest urinal. He was worried about the situation with Ohmiya, he really was, but currently he was more focused on how good it felt to let go of what he’d been holding in for most of the photo shoot. He jumped and nearly made a rather embarrassing mess a moment later, however, when the toilet in one of the stalls behind him flushed.
Looking over his shoulder with wide and petrified eyes, Sho watched as one Aiba Masaki swung the stall door open slowly, looking appropriately shamefaced for having overheard his and Nino’s earlier conversation. “Hi, Sho-chan…” He greeted with a wave, smiling sheepishly.
Sho gaped like a fish out of water, torn between panicking over what could possibly go further wrong now that the most meddlesome and overly enthusiastic member was in on the secret, yelling at the younger man, and perhaps bursting into tears. Instead he frowned. “Wash your hands, Masaki.”
There were worse people who could have overheard, he supposed. Aiba would probably try to fix the problem and make it worse, but people like… well, Jun, for example, would likely throw a bitch fit and make everyone upset and angry with each other and then still make the problem bigger (particularly when it came to problems of this sort of personal variety).
“So, Sho-chan…” Aiba started, drying his hands with a strip of paper towel as Sho did up his pants and busied himself at the sink. “What are we going to do?”
“First of all, we need to establish some rules about this…” Sho began, rinsing the soap bubbles from between his fingers.
“Rules? …Like ‘don’t tell Jun’?”
Sho blinked. “Uhm, yes. Exactly.” Aiba beamed. “But we shouldn’t let anybody else know the truth either, okay? And we definitely can’t let Ohno know… It’s better if Nino’s the one to tell him.”
“So all you plan on doing is keeping it quiet.”
“…Well, yes…” Sho frowned suspiciously, turning off the faucet and moving around the taller brunette to get at the automatic towel dispenser. “Why? What are you planning, Masaki?”
“Oh you know… I’ve just got a few little ideas to expand on…” The sparkle in Aiba’s eyes was anything but innocent.
“Don’t get involved! Nino’s just got to tell him the truth and everything will be solved. He doesn’t need us making things complicated.”
“Sho-chan!” Aiba exclaimed, sounding somewhere between exasperated, appalled, and teasing. “You don’t get it at all! What if you were in love with me, and I said I loved you too?” He draped his arms around the newscaster in a loose hug, resting his head on Sho’s sloping shoulder. “Wouldn’t you be suuuuuper happy?”
Sho’s cheeks flushed all the way up to his ears as he shrugged Aiba off and tossed his paper towel into the garbage bin. “W-well…-“
“And imagine if then I told you ‘hey, sorry Sho-chan but I was just messing around! Ha-ha, you fell for it, baka!’, wouldn’t you be really sad?”
“I think Nino plans to let him down gentler than that, Aiba!”
“You’d probably cry, ne Sho-chan…?” Aiba continued, giving the flustered newscaster a gentle shove.
Sho’s mouth fell open indignantly. “I would not!”
“Anyway, it doesn’t matter if he’s gentle about it or if he screams it at him, Sho. Either way, Leader’s gonna be really hurt.” He paused thoughtfully and then his eyes went almost comically wide. “And he’s our Leader! Sho, what if he’s so hurt and embarrassed that he can’t stand staying in the same group as Nino!? What if Arashi breaks up!? What are we going to do?!” He grabbed his older friend by the shoulders, eyes round and shining as he almost shook him in his panic.
Sho would have liked to say that Aiba was overreacting… but he gulped instead. There was something about Aiba that was infectious. If he laughed you laughed too -whether you’d heard or understood the joke or not-, his very presence could raise the tension of a room to his enthusiastic level, and if he was having a down day -which he tried very hard not to have, ever- then everyone around him felt it. As a result, Sho couldn’t stop a bit of Aiba’s panic and worry from transferring over to him… It didn’t help that that worry was for their closest friends, and for Arashi. “Arashi isn’t going to break up.” He said, knowing he couldn’t let Aiba continue to panic or else the whole Jimusho would know about the problem by the day’s end. “Calm down, okay? We’ll think of something.”
Aiba closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and releasing his death grip on Sho’s shoulders. Sho reminded himself not to wear anything sleeveless for a couple of days as he was probably going to have bruises.
“Okay…” Aiba said, taking another moment to relax before sighing and giving Sho a reassuring smile. “Okay. I’ll work really hard and come up with a plan.”
“Oh boy…” Sho murmured, but Aiba either didn’t hear him, or A no Arashi had really gotten him used to ignoring Sho’s skepticism.
“And since Sho-chan is so logical, you can be the voice of reason when you’re helping me put it into action!” He beamed like he believed nothing could possibly go wrong.
Despite his worst fears, Sho found himself smiling back.
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Note;
Wow! Thanks everybody for the comments! I'm glad the response has been so positive thus far. Haha
The Sakuraiba duo is in on the problem now~ Will they help things or make it worse?
Also, I love Jun. I really do. I just enjoy picking on him... xD
Next part >> HERE!<<