Fic : Five Essential Akame Questions
Title: Five Essential Akame Questions
Rating: PG-13 (implied sex)
Genre: Humor
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer applied
Summary: Answers five essential Akame questions.
Five Essential Akame Questions
Question #1: Does Kazuya drool when asleep?
“Where the hell are the others?” Akanishi Jin wondered as he stepped inside their dark bedroom and could make out that the beds were empty.
After the day's rehearsal, they all decided they needed to unwind and went to the nearest bar. Several rounds of drink later, Jin went to the men's room. When he returned, his band mates were gone and the bill had been paid. He thought they had all gone back to their suite but apparently not.
Jin trudged towards his bed, the fifth one. Through his fogged mind, he realized how amazing their manager's skill was in coming up with the cheapest accommodation without it actually looking cheap. Currently, they are billeted in a hotel suite impersonating a dormitory - it had one large bedroom with six beds. One more bed, Jin thought, and he'd expect Snow White to come knocking. Jin snickered.
He sat on his bed and kicked off his shoes when he noticed a movement from the bed next to his. He flicked open the lamp on his bedside table. Of course, Jin thought wryly.
Kamenashi Kazuya was sound asleep. Their youngest bandmate did not join them that night saying that he needed to rest. He needed to rest because, Kazuya claimed, they needed all the energy to make perfect their performance.
“Tight ass,” Jin muttered. “Probably why guys go crazy over you.” He chuckled.
Jin took off his coat and threw it on the floor then laid down on his bed.
After a few minutes, the other boys had not returned but Jin was still awake. He had turned for the umpteenth time. Still, he could not sleep. He should have been asleep. He had gotten drunk after a tiring day. The director, choreographer -- and most especially Kazuya -- won’t let up until everyone got every note and every step down to pat.
Thinking about it - about how Kazuya obsessed and how the he drove others crazy - made Jin sit up and look at Kazuya. The lamplight was still on and Jin could fully see the sleeping form of Kazuya. Jin groaned inwardly.
This is too much! Kamenashi Kazuya even sleeps perfectly!
Kazuya was lying on his side, facing Jin. His left arm rested on the pillow, partly hiding his face. His right arm hugged another the large pillow clutched between his bent legs. Jin frowned.
Kazuya's face was…was…alluring as ever. Damn!
Jin's frown deepened. Why must he sleep like an angel? Why couldn’t he sleep like the rest of them - mouth open and snoring?
Maybe he drools, Jin thought hopefully. A thought occurred to him.
He took his mobile phone and kneeled in front of Kazuya. He was about to inspect Kazuya closer but Kazuya moved. He turned his back on Jin and faced the window. Jin quickly crawled to the other side, phone in hand. He sat on the floor, watched Kazuya, waiting to take a picture should Kazuya drool.
“We’ll see who’s perfect now,” Jin mumbled maliciously.
Seconds turned into minutes but no drool. At one point, boredom getting into him, he decided to just take pictures of the sleeping Kazuya. After 30 minutes, Jin got sleepy and decided to just rest his head on the mattress and close his eyes for a few minutes.
♥
Jin was hearing voices. Voices of men talking. Voices of men talking nearby. Must be the radio, he thought. He didn't want to wake up yet. He loves to sleep. For some reason, this particular sleep was by far the best for him.
There was this warm, comfortable, secure feeling about him he hadn’t felt since he was a young boy and sleeping with his favorite teddy bear. In fact, there’s the familiar fuzzy feel about his throat. The fur felt longish, though, for a teddy bear and smelled of shampoo. And the bear was quite big, probably just a few inches shorter than he is. One of its legs was draped over his crotch and one of its arms rested on his belly. And it was exhaling warm breaths on his chest.
Wait…teddy bears don’t breathe.
Jin slowly opened his eyes and the first thing his saw was Koki sitting on the window ledge and beside him, talking, was Yucchi. Sitting on the floor was Junno, playing with a PSP; beside him was Tatsuya, head resting on the wall, eyes closed, listening to his iPod.
Okay, voices not radio but band mates. And teddy bears not teddy bear but…Where’s Kazuya?
Jin’s heart started to beat faster. “Kazuya…?” Jin softly mumbled. Teddy bear groaned.
Jin was now wide awake. His band mates had noticed he has awakened and were now watching him: Koki and Yucchi with mischief in their smiles, Tatsuya expressionless and Junno, as always, beaming like an imbecile.
“Kazuya…” Jin repeated. Teddy bear groaned again and shifted, almost climbing on top of him. Koki and Yucchi’s smiles widened, Tatsuya raised a brow and Junno covered his mouth in seeming delight.
“Kazuya, wake up,” Jin said, his voice a little louder. He, himself though, for some reason, refused to move.
“Hmmm,” was the reply. Jin felt eyelashes flutter against his skin.
Jin started counting.
One, two...teddy bear’s heartbeat quickened. Four, five…teddy bear stiffened. Six, seven…teddy bear’s furry head slowly moved upward. Eight, nine…
“Jin?” teddy bear nervously asked. Ten! “What the…?” teddy bear a.k.a. Kazuya exclaimed as he quickly pulled himself away from Jin and sat up.
“Ohayo, Kazuya-chan, Jin-chan!” Junno said.
Startled, Kazuya turned and saw his other band mates.
“Had a good sleep?” Koki asked, teasing.
“What? Yeah…No!” Kazuya exclaimed, still dazed. He looked at Jin then he looked down at himself as if checking something.
Jin’s eyebrow rose.
Kazuya turned and saw the clock on the bedside table. “Shit! It’s 8!” Then he jumped off the bed and went straight to the bathroom.
“Oi, Jin,” Yucchi called, holding up a mobile phone. “This is yours, right?”
Jin looked and nodded.
“Then what’s that in your pocket?”
The others snickered. Even Tatsuya could not help a smile.
“Fuck you guys!” Jin said and turned away from his now laughing band mates.
♥
Another show, another town…
“Okay,” the manager started as soon as the boys dropped their bags on the floor. “Who is sleeping with whom? Akanishi? Kamenashi?”
Jin choked on his drink. Kazuya was stupefied and turned beet red.
“How’d you know?” Yucchi softly said and Koki burst into snickers.
“What?” their manager asked but Yucchi was too busy laughing. He chose to ignore the beat boxer. “I said who is sleeping with whom?”
“We did not!” Kazuya exclaimed defensively, all indignant.
“Yeah, you did…” said Koki. He turned to the manager and said, “Jin and Kame did.”
Kazuya’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. “We did not,” Kazuya repeated but with less indignation.
“Of course, you did,” the manager said. The boys simultaneously turned to look at him. “You two have shared a room several times…” he added.
“Oh…you mean…that...,” said Kazuya. Jin gave out an audible sigh of relief.
“What else would I mean?” the manager asked, honestly mystified at Kazuya’s reaction.
The manager has had enough of the boys pretending to be the Six Dwarves (the seventh, Sneezy, they claimed, had, in fact, died of pneumonia). His head now hurts from listening to their rendition of “Heigh Ho” all through out their trip. It compelled the stingy manager to billet the boys by pair in two-bed rooms.
“So are you two sleeping together?” he asked looking at the two vocalists.
“No!” Kazuya exclaimed, his face a clear mask of dread.
Jin was insulted. “No way! I'd rather share a room with a thousand chickens,” he said, feigning disgust. When the other boys looked at him questioningly, he added, “Kazuya drools!”
“What?!” Kazuya asked. “I do not!”
“You drool,” Jin repeated.
“I doubt that,” the manager said. “And even if he does, why should it matter? It isn’t like you sleep in each other’s arms.”
“Oh, they do,” Yucchi mumbled softly enough only the boys could hear. Jin and Kazuya glared at him.
Ueda cleared his throat. “I’m rooming with Junno. He sleeps with his mouth wide open but doesn’t drool,” he volunteered. Junno laughed.
“I’m rooming with Koki,” said Yucchi. “He snores but he doesn’t put his phone in his pocket.” Koki blurted out a guffaw.
“Okay,” said the still oblivious manager, eyeing the boys suspiciously. “That’s settled then.”
“What?” Jin asked.
“No…” Kazuya whined.
Question #2: Why George W. is better than Jin?