Hanasanaide Ai
Title: Hanasanaide Ai
Rating: PG
Pairing: Kameno (Taguchi/Kame)
Fandom: KAT-TUN
Genre: romance
Summary: Kazuya dances.
Notes : I have watched the PV so many times I think it's beginning to make sense.
Lyrics
He wakes to the beeping of machinery and to the tear soaked faces of his family and friends. For days he is wrapped in their affection, their embraces, but he feels nothing. He wonders if he had left his soul at the bottom of the lake, where he had most definitely left his heart.
Taguchi had never believed in the supernatural, in things that went bump in the night, but there had been something distinctly unnatural about the way his boat had overturned. There had been something distinctly forceful about the way he had been dragged downwards in the water, an invisible hand around his ankle, even when he had desperately tried to reach the water’s surface. When he could no longer find the strength to fight, he began to live another life. He began to dream.
In his dreams, at the bottom of the lake, there was a man. No, there was a being in the form of a man, with eyes as heated as fire. His skin was translucent and otherworldly; and when Taguchi touched him, his lips would curl into the barest of smiles. A spirit of the lake, Taguchi had thought and watched as the spirit danced freely in the water. With a simple flick of his fingers, the water current changed, swirling them both in circles until they were dancing together. Taguchi wanted nothing more than to hold the beautiful spirit forever.
Several days after he wakes, Taguchi sits on the hospital bed and closes his eyes. He remembers the way the spirit had moved, his body as fluid as the water that surrounded him and his eyes as heated as fire. Involuntarily, the words: I love you spill from his lips with an echo into the empty room.
Many years later, Taguchi picks up a man off the street, quite literally.
The man runs into him and falls back, crashing into garbage bins on the side of the street. When Taguchi reaches out to help him, his hand is slapped away and all he sees are eyes as heated as fire.
Taguchi takes him home. The man’s name is Kazuya, although he remembers little else about his life. Taguchi tries hard to integrate Kazuya into his life, into the mortal world, but Kazuya struggles. Kazuya tugs at the clothes covering his skin and presses his face against foreign textures; against the fur of Taguchi’s pillow, the lace of his curtains. He breaks things and he runs away, but Taguchi calmly straightens the furniture Kazuya pushes over, replaces the things Kazuya breaks and searches the streets all night to bring Kazuya home again. The only time Kazuya seems to be at peace is in the bath when he is surrounded by water.
Even so, Taguchi pulls him close and does not let go. You are here now, he whispers against Kazuya’s lips, dance for me. And Kazuya does.
As the years pass, Kazuya grows more accustomed to Taguchi’s world. He puts on a suit in the morning and goes to work. He takes the subway home after work. Sometimes, when Taguchi watches him, he almost believes Kazuya is just like him -
Until he sees him dance, sees both water and fire in Kazuya’s body, all in the single movement of his outstretched hand. Kazuya dances under the night sky, basked in moonlight. He dances for Taguchi.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Kameno (Taguchi/Kame)
Fandom: KAT-TUN
Genre: romance
Summary: Kazuya dances.
Notes : I have watched the PV so many times I think it's beginning to make sense.
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He wakes to the beeping of machinery and to the tear soaked faces of his family and friends. For days he is wrapped in their affection, their embraces, but he feels nothing. He wonders if he had left his soul at the bottom of the lake, where he had most definitely left his heart.
Taguchi had never believed in the supernatural, in things that went bump in the night, but there had been something distinctly unnatural about the way his boat had overturned. There had been something distinctly forceful about the way he had been dragged downwards in the water, an invisible hand around his ankle, even when he had desperately tried to reach the water’s surface. When he could no longer find the strength to fight, he began to live another life. He began to dream.
In his dreams, at the bottom of the lake, there was a man. No, there was a being in the form of a man, with eyes as heated as fire. His skin was translucent and otherworldly; and when Taguchi touched him, his lips would curl into the barest of smiles. A spirit of the lake, Taguchi had thought and watched as the spirit danced freely in the water. With a simple flick of his fingers, the water current changed, swirling them both in circles until they were dancing together. Taguchi wanted nothing more than to hold the beautiful spirit forever.
Several days after he wakes, Taguchi sits on the hospital bed and closes his eyes. He remembers the way the spirit had moved, his body as fluid as the water that surrounded him and his eyes as heated as fire. Involuntarily, the words: I love you spill from his lips with an echo into the empty room.
Many years later, Taguchi picks up a man off the street, quite literally.
The man runs into him and falls back, crashing into garbage bins on the side of the street. When Taguchi reaches out to help him, his hand is slapped away and all he sees are eyes as heated as fire.
Taguchi takes him home. The man’s name is Kazuya, although he remembers little else about his life. Taguchi tries hard to integrate Kazuya into his life, into the mortal world, but Kazuya struggles. Kazuya tugs at the clothes covering his skin and presses his face against foreign textures; against the fur of Taguchi’s pillow, the lace of his curtains. He breaks things and he runs away, but Taguchi calmly straightens the furniture Kazuya pushes over, replaces the things Kazuya breaks and searches the streets all night to bring Kazuya home again. The only time Kazuya seems to be at peace is in the bath when he is surrounded by water.
Even so, Taguchi pulls him close and does not let go. You are here now, he whispers against Kazuya’s lips, dance for me. And Kazuya does.
As the years pass, Kazuya grows more accustomed to Taguchi’s world. He puts on a suit in the morning and goes to work. He takes the subway home after work. Sometimes, when Taguchi watches him, he almost believes Kazuya is just like him -
Until he sees him dance, sees both water and fire in Kazuya’s body, all in the single movement of his outstretched hand. Kazuya dances under the night sky, basked in moonlight. He dances for Taguchi.