[Fic] Things we do for money: Chapter 1
Title: Things we do for money
Author: me
Pairing: Akame [ i'll bring more if you want other pairings too]
Rating: PG - 18 [ will go up ]
Genre: Comedy, Romance, etc.
Beta: none
Disclaimer: The characters are, unfortunately, not mine :(
Summary: They both have reasons to do that sort of job. Their desires brings them together for a new job that takes a completely unexpected turn and complicates their lives. What is each of them hiding? When they are fighting with each other, ready to kill the other in their sleep, can they actually fulfill their purpose? What if it tuns out to be more than hate?
Author Note: I decided to make a story about a very bitchy Kame with a rather bad temperament and the usual Bakanishi.
Warning: Bad language[ for now ]
Chapter 1
A pretty feminine looking guy was standing in front of the apartment door 206, listening to the noises that came from within the place, trying to hold back a laughter. He could hear shouts coming from the apartment and that made him feel nostalgic. Years passed since the last time he heard such a lively atmosphere so maybe it wasn't a good idea to stop whatever was going on inside.
- I'll come later, he chuckled, placing a bag next to the entrance door. He turned around on his toes and left the place with a really big smile on his face.
~~~~~~~~~-
- I'm going to fucking kill you! Kazuya shouted while throwing a book straight into Jin's head.
- Not if I kill you first! Jin muttered back, taking the book and slamming Kazuya with it right in the pinky toe.
Kazuya bit his lower lip and hit the couch with his foot, cursing while at it. He was seriously pissed off and wanted to strangle the older one. He was going to enjoy it. To laugh while the other chocked in pain and begged for forgiveness. He could imagine Jin, tied up to a chair, with a chain wrapped around his neck, and himself, pulling that chain tightener around the idiot's neck. Akanishi would bleed to death and beg him with tears to release him from the pain. Kazuya grinned for himself and then let out a wide smile, giving the other a " fuck you" smile.
- What the hell is wrong with you? Jin muttered, pissed because the other was now smiling and grinning by himself giving out a dangerous vibe.
- Shut the fuck up. Clean up this place! Kazuya shouted again, this time hitting the plates that were down on the floor and the few book that they threw at each other since they started fighting.
- Why would I? You threw the pasta on my head, Jin pouted, looking at his surroundings, frowning at the mess made around the table.
He wasn't planning on helping clean up the place but it got far too close to the couch and he was going to sleep there. Sleeping on a filthy couch was definitely not on his liking. He shook his head a few times and then pouted some more, crossing his arms on his chest, adopting an opposing attitude, trying to rebel. He let out a sigh and bend down, picking his plate up and then, using the spoon, he put some of the pasta back on it. Kazuya watched with a satisfied look on his face, considering it his win since the other was obeying without saying another word.
Jin started picturing something of his own. Kazuya being in an empty, dark room, tied to some chair, tomato sauce filling the room, close to covering his neck, then covering the younger one completely until he drowns in it. Jin chuckled while whipping the sauce off the floor. He looked up to the young one that was still grinning, and stood up slowly. As Kazuya entered his room, Jin pulled his collar a bit and slipped something inside. Kazuya quickly turned around and saw Jin holding a pot with a red liquid inside, smiling like an idiot.
- Now...I'll go take a shower,he smiled happily, putting the pot on the table, picking the towel on the top of the fourth box, heading towards the bathroom.
Jin left the room and entered the other, leaving Kazuya still frozen on the spot, mouth open, processing all that happened. As he took off his shirt in a rush, he felt the sauce running down his back, close to getting on his jeans and sticking to his hair. He squeezed the shirt in his fists and then walked to the bathroom door.
- Open the door, you asshole! he shouted with all his might, hitting the door with his fist.
He grit his teeth and cursed one, then looked around the living room. He spotted something on the coffee table and smirked. He took it and went back to the bathroom door, knocking this time.
- Jin-kun, he began on a lovely voice. If you don't come out of the bathroom, your cellphone, he continued just as lovely, showing it despite no one being able to see the cellphone. I'll fucking smash it into pieces! he shouted with a grin on his face.
A loud "bam" was heard from inside, then, few seconds later, the door opened with a slam. A dripping wet Akanishi came out, with a very scared look on his face. He quickly took the cellphone and looked at it with a blissful face, relieved to see it safe and sound.
- You!! he shouted right away, stepping out of his trance, looking at the younger one. He popped his head around and around, then felt himself being pushed in the living room.
He realized only then that the bathroom door was closed and he was left in the living with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
- You little..., he mumbled to himself, seriously pissed off. You stupid turtle! he hissed, looking for some clothes to dress up with. Jin looked through his boxes and picked some new clothes to dress up. He was already starting to feel a bit chilly so he dressed up as soon as he could, then picked the remaining food off the ground and cleaned the rest up.
Kazuya was leaning, shirtless, towards the bathroom door, looking at the ceiling. He might have hated the guy but he had to admit he looked damn hot. His curly hair was all wet, water dripping on his chest, the skin a bit tanned, pretty tempting nipples, a broad chest with some showing muscles, slim body, pretty legs. And that towel, covering such an important part of the body, made him look more tempting. Coming from a guy, it might have sounded yucky, but , then again, Kazuya never claimed to be straight. He had actually slept with some guys although he never let them go more than sucking him off. He did top a few, though.
A grin appeared on his face as he realized that could be the perfect way to get rid of the guy. He snuggled and walked to the bathtub, unzipping his jeans. He was glad with he idea he came up with. Maybe that could actually work and make the guy go away. At the same time, he could have some fun and get laid too. He stepped inside the tub and sat down, licking his lips. He seriously wanted to get the ob done and go back to his normal, weird, life. Why did he have to do all that, anyway? The 5 million yen he could get for the job was going to be shared with the idiotic guy. That meant he would only get 2.5 million yen. It really wasn't worth dealing with the idiotic guy.
He wanted to stay more in the bathroom but he thought he would find his house torn apart if he stays too long, so he reluctantly stepped out and wrapped himself in a towel, ready to face the disaster he thought he would find his house in. He slowly rubbed his hair while walking to the couch. He found the place cleaner than before, Jin sleeping on the couch and the boxes spread all around the couch. Jin looked really uncomfortable sleeping there. all crumpled, but his face was as peaceful as before.
Some locks were covering his yes, more than half of his abdomen showed because the shirt got lifted up, his boxers popped out from the pants and his position was quite sexy too. It could have gotten sexier only if he wouldn't stuck his hand inside his boxers. Kazuya bit his lips and licked them again. Maybe he could use the moron for something, after all. That, only if the guy was good at it. Otherwise, he would have been just as useless as before, maybe even more. But by the looks of the dude, Kazuya figured he was probably an idiot in bed too.
Kazuya let out a sigh and returned to his room, wishing he could get it over with as soon as possible.
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He woke up with a painful backache He could not even stretch since the place was too small for him. Jin breathed in and out, then finally stood up. He ruffled his hair and clicked his tongue, then looked around, trying to have a clear picture of where he was. He thought it was all a dream, that he couldn't possibly be crashing at the place of such a testy person. He hoped he could finish this one as soon as possible and go back. Ryo-chan was waiting for him.
With that thought, he fully woke up.
Kazuya stretched like a cat, enjoying the feeling his comfortable bed gave him. It felt so warm and nice that he wished he could stay there forever. Unfortunately, there was one guy in the house, the thought of whom made Kazuya seriously annoyed. God knows what the moron would do if left alone, so he forcefully got himself out of bed and started getting dressed. It was the first time he had to get out of bed because of some idiot.
- Hey, moron, he smirked while opening the door, stepping in the living room. He stopped as soon as he saw the other fully awake. " Tsk...can't kick him awake, anymore " he thought to himself as he approached the other.
Jin looked different than before. He was wearing glasses, looking at some papers spread over the coffee table in front of the couch he slept on, holding a cup of coffee in his right hand. A pack of cigars was on the left side of the table and the ashtray was close by, with an already burnt cigar inside. Kazuya frowned and took the pack, thinking it was his, but right away his hand was strongly hold and stopped.
- What'da? he wanted to shout but stopped.
- That's mine. I didn't touch yours, Jin calmly spoke, taking is pack back and continuing reading whatever was written there.
Kazuya frowned a bit more and let the pack slide through his fingers and then quietly sat down on an armchair. Something was wrong with the idiot. Jin was acting like a normal human being, not shouting, not hissing. Just being quiet and standing still.
- I think it's best if you never speak again. You look less of an idiot this way, he mocked, wanting to know how easily could Akanishi revert to his stupid self.
- If things could work like that...you should buy yourself a new personality, Jin spoke on the same tone, smiling a bit more, teasing around more then actually making fun of the other.
- If only brains were on sale..I would buy you one! Kazuya hissed, raising hiss feet on the armchair, slightly pouting.
Jin chuckled, for Kazuya's surprise.They wre really hissing at each other but no shouts came out of their mouth. Yet.
- People often tell me that. If they were for sale I'd buy one for myself, Jin joked at himself, picking up a file and handing it to Kazuya. I doubt I can afford it, though. That's why we are doing this, right? he asked but was not awaiting any reply. The answer for why was Kazuya doing that was more than obvious so there was no need to spell out.
Kamenashi took the file and carefully looked at it. A single picture of a woman was attached and then a lot of information about her was listed.
- Is that her? The target? Kazuya asked curiously, reading the first lines.
- No. She's just the middle person. We'll handle her here, then I'll take care of it, he explained, taking a cigar, ready to light it up.
- Huh? Aren't we working on it together? Kazuya frowned. Jin looked up and smiled, taking one smoke out of his cigar before placing the files he hold back on the table.,
- I am here in Tokyo because it is safer to approach her here. Once we get the info, I'm going back home and handle it from there, he slowly spoke, taking another smoke before putting o a smile. Kazuya frowned more and stood up, glancing at the older one, demanding some serious explanation.
- What the fuck? So I'm gonna be left out? Kazuya muttered.
- Not really. Your job ends there, that's all. After all, you are just accompanying me on this since I don't know the city.
- I'm not a fucking tour guide! Kazuya shouted, throwing the file on the table then hitting the table.
- I know that. But you are the only one that can help me while I'm here. Don't worry, you'll be paid properly. I promise you that.
- What are you..., Kazuya began but the other cut him off.
- This is a job, right? Do your job and that's it. The rest isn't any of your concern. Turtle! Jin grinned.
His tone was far too serious but the "turtle" was surely spoken on a sing song voice. Kazuya snapped and leaned forward, pulling Jin's collar. And then they went again. Now there was plenty of shouts and what do you know? It wasn't Jin that started it but Kamenashi himself. He was actually starting to like fighting with Jin.
A/N: Been writing this ever since I came back home from the exam. Please comment if you read.
They will make me smile :D
thanks!
Author: me
Pairing: Akame [ i'll bring more if you want other pairings too]
Rating: PG - 18 [ will go up ]
Genre: Comedy, Romance, etc.
Beta: none
Disclaimer: The characters are, unfortunately, not mine :(
Summary: They both have reasons to do that sort of job. Their desires brings them together for a new job that takes a completely unexpected turn and complicates their lives. What is each of them hiding? When they are fighting with each other, ready to kill the other in their sleep, can they actually fulfill their purpose? What if it tuns out to be more than hate?
Author Note: I decided to make a story about a very bitchy Kame with a rather bad temperament and the usual Bakanishi.
Warning: Bad language[ for now ]
Chapter 1
A pretty feminine looking guy was standing in front of the apartment door 206, listening to the noises that came from within the place, trying to hold back a laughter. He could hear shouts coming from the apartment and that made him feel nostalgic. Years passed since the last time he heard such a lively atmosphere so maybe it wasn't a good idea to stop whatever was going on inside.
- I'll come later, he chuckled, placing a bag next to the entrance door. He turned around on his toes and left the place with a really big smile on his face.
~~~~~~~~~-
- I'm going to fucking kill you! Kazuya shouted while throwing a book straight into Jin's head.
- Not if I kill you first! Jin muttered back, taking the book and slamming Kazuya with it right in the pinky toe.
Kazuya bit his lower lip and hit the couch with his foot, cursing while at it. He was seriously pissed off and wanted to strangle the older one. He was going to enjoy it. To laugh while the other chocked in pain and begged for forgiveness. He could imagine Jin, tied up to a chair, with a chain wrapped around his neck, and himself, pulling that chain tightener around the idiot's neck. Akanishi would bleed to death and beg him with tears to release him from the pain. Kazuya grinned for himself and then let out a wide smile, giving the other a " fuck you" smile.
- What the hell is wrong with you? Jin muttered, pissed because the other was now smiling and grinning by himself giving out a dangerous vibe.
- Shut the fuck up. Clean up this place! Kazuya shouted again, this time hitting the plates that were down on the floor and the few book that they threw at each other since they started fighting.
- Why would I? You threw the pasta on my head, Jin pouted, looking at his surroundings, frowning at the mess made around the table.
He wasn't planning on helping clean up the place but it got far too close to the couch and he was going to sleep there. Sleeping on a filthy couch was definitely not on his liking. He shook his head a few times and then pouted some more, crossing his arms on his chest, adopting an opposing attitude, trying to rebel. He let out a sigh and bend down, picking his plate up and then, using the spoon, he put some of the pasta back on it. Kazuya watched with a satisfied look on his face, considering it his win since the other was obeying without saying another word.
Jin started picturing something of his own. Kazuya being in an empty, dark room, tied to some chair, tomato sauce filling the room, close to covering his neck, then covering the younger one completely until he drowns in it. Jin chuckled while whipping the sauce off the floor. He looked up to the young one that was still grinning, and stood up slowly. As Kazuya entered his room, Jin pulled his collar a bit and slipped something inside. Kazuya quickly turned around and saw Jin holding a pot with a red liquid inside, smiling like an idiot.
- Now...I'll go take a shower,he smiled happily, putting the pot on the table, picking the towel on the top of the fourth box, heading towards the bathroom.
Jin left the room and entered the other, leaving Kazuya still frozen on the spot, mouth open, processing all that happened. As he took off his shirt in a rush, he felt the sauce running down his back, close to getting on his jeans and sticking to his hair. He squeezed the shirt in his fists and then walked to the bathroom door.
- Open the door, you asshole! he shouted with all his might, hitting the door with his fist.
He grit his teeth and cursed one, then looked around the living room. He spotted something on the coffee table and smirked. He took it and went back to the bathroom door, knocking this time.
- Jin-kun, he began on a lovely voice. If you don't come out of the bathroom, your cellphone, he continued just as lovely, showing it despite no one being able to see the cellphone. I'll fucking smash it into pieces! he shouted with a grin on his face.
A loud "bam" was heard from inside, then, few seconds later, the door opened with a slam. A dripping wet Akanishi came out, with a very scared look on his face. He quickly took the cellphone and looked at it with a blissful face, relieved to see it safe and sound.
- You!! he shouted right away, stepping out of his trance, looking at the younger one. He popped his head around and around, then felt himself being pushed in the living room.
He realized only then that the bathroom door was closed and he was left in the living with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
- You little..., he mumbled to himself, seriously pissed off. You stupid turtle! he hissed, looking for some clothes to dress up with. Jin looked through his boxes and picked some new clothes to dress up. He was already starting to feel a bit chilly so he dressed up as soon as he could, then picked the remaining food off the ground and cleaned the rest up.
Kazuya was leaning, shirtless, towards the bathroom door, looking at the ceiling. He might have hated the guy but he had to admit he looked damn hot. His curly hair was all wet, water dripping on his chest, the skin a bit tanned, pretty tempting nipples, a broad chest with some showing muscles, slim body, pretty legs. And that towel, covering such an important part of the body, made him look more tempting. Coming from a guy, it might have sounded yucky, but , then again, Kazuya never claimed to be straight. He had actually slept with some guys although he never let them go more than sucking him off. He did top a few, though.
A grin appeared on his face as he realized that could be the perfect way to get rid of the guy. He snuggled and walked to the bathtub, unzipping his jeans. He was glad with he idea he came up with. Maybe that could actually work and make the guy go away. At the same time, he could have some fun and get laid too. He stepped inside the tub and sat down, licking his lips. He seriously wanted to get the ob done and go back to his normal, weird, life. Why did he have to do all that, anyway? The 5 million yen he could get for the job was going to be shared with the idiotic guy. That meant he would only get 2.5 million yen. It really wasn't worth dealing with the idiotic guy.
He wanted to stay more in the bathroom but he thought he would find his house torn apart if he stays too long, so he reluctantly stepped out and wrapped himself in a towel, ready to face the disaster he thought he would find his house in. He slowly rubbed his hair while walking to the couch. He found the place cleaner than before, Jin sleeping on the couch and the boxes spread all around the couch. Jin looked really uncomfortable sleeping there. all crumpled, but his face was as peaceful as before.
Some locks were covering his yes, more than half of his abdomen showed because the shirt got lifted up, his boxers popped out from the pants and his position was quite sexy too. It could have gotten sexier only if he wouldn't stuck his hand inside his boxers. Kazuya bit his lips and licked them again. Maybe he could use the moron for something, after all. That, only if the guy was good at it. Otherwise, he would have been just as useless as before, maybe even more. But by the looks of the dude, Kazuya figured he was probably an idiot in bed too.
Kazuya let out a sigh and returned to his room, wishing he could get it over with as soon as possible.
~~~~~~~~
He woke up with a painful backache He could not even stretch since the place was too small for him. Jin breathed in and out, then finally stood up. He ruffled his hair and clicked his tongue, then looked around, trying to have a clear picture of where he was. He thought it was all a dream, that he couldn't possibly be crashing at the place of such a testy person. He hoped he could finish this one as soon as possible and go back. Ryo-chan was waiting for him.
With that thought, he fully woke up.
Kazuya stretched like a cat, enjoying the feeling his comfortable bed gave him. It felt so warm and nice that he wished he could stay there forever. Unfortunately, there was one guy in the house, the thought of whom made Kazuya seriously annoyed. God knows what the moron would do if left alone, so he forcefully got himself out of bed and started getting dressed. It was the first time he had to get out of bed because of some idiot.
- Hey, moron, he smirked while opening the door, stepping in the living room. He stopped as soon as he saw the other fully awake. " Tsk...can't kick him awake, anymore " he thought to himself as he approached the other.
Jin looked different than before. He was wearing glasses, looking at some papers spread over the coffee table in front of the couch he slept on, holding a cup of coffee in his right hand. A pack of cigars was on the left side of the table and the ashtray was close by, with an already burnt cigar inside. Kazuya frowned and took the pack, thinking it was his, but right away his hand was strongly hold and stopped.
- What'da? he wanted to shout but stopped.
- That's mine. I didn't touch yours, Jin calmly spoke, taking is pack back and continuing reading whatever was written there.
Kazuya frowned a bit more and let the pack slide through his fingers and then quietly sat down on an armchair. Something was wrong with the idiot. Jin was acting like a normal human being, not shouting, not hissing. Just being quiet and standing still.
- I think it's best if you never speak again. You look less of an idiot this way, he mocked, wanting to know how easily could Akanishi revert to his stupid self.
- If things could work like that...you should buy yourself a new personality, Jin spoke on the same tone, smiling a bit more, teasing around more then actually making fun of the other.
- If only brains were on sale..I would buy you one! Kazuya hissed, raising hiss feet on the armchair, slightly pouting.
Jin chuckled, for Kazuya's surprise.They wre really hissing at each other but no shouts came out of their mouth. Yet.
- People often tell me that. If they were for sale I'd buy one for myself, Jin joked at himself, picking up a file and handing it to Kazuya. I doubt I can afford it, though. That's why we are doing this, right? he asked but was not awaiting any reply. The answer for why was Kazuya doing that was more than obvious so there was no need to spell out.
Kamenashi took the file and carefully looked at it. A single picture of a woman was attached and then a lot of information about her was listed.
- Is that her? The target? Kazuya asked curiously, reading the first lines.
- No. She's just the middle person. We'll handle her here, then I'll take care of it, he explained, taking a cigar, ready to light it up.
- Huh? Aren't we working on it together? Kazuya frowned. Jin looked up and smiled, taking one smoke out of his cigar before placing the files he hold back on the table.,
- I am here in Tokyo because it is safer to approach her here. Once we get the info, I'm going back home and handle it from there, he slowly spoke, taking another smoke before putting o a smile. Kazuya frowned more and stood up, glancing at the older one, demanding some serious explanation.
- What the fuck? So I'm gonna be left out? Kazuya muttered.
- Not really. Your job ends there, that's all. After all, you are just accompanying me on this since I don't know the city.
- I'm not a fucking tour guide! Kazuya shouted, throwing the file on the table then hitting the table.
- I know that. But you are the only one that can help me while I'm here. Don't worry, you'll be paid properly. I promise you that.
- What are you..., Kazuya began but the other cut him off.
- This is a job, right? Do your job and that's it. The rest isn't any of your concern. Turtle! Jin grinned.
His tone was far too serious but the "turtle" was surely spoken on a sing song voice. Kazuya snapped and leaned forward, pulling Jin's collar. And then they went again. Now there was plenty of shouts and what do you know? It wasn't Jin that started it but Kamenashi himself. He was actually starting to like fighting with Jin.
A/N: Been writing this ever since I came back home from the exam. Please comment if you read.
They will make me smile :D
thanks!