[Multi-chapter] Mikazuki (Crescent moon) Chapter 17/??
Title: 三日月 (Crescent moon)
Authors: tsuchi8562
Bet: geminib ArigaPYON~!
Pairing: Matsumiya (main), Sakuraiba (side), Ohmiya (one-sided)
Genre: AU, Angst, Drama, Psychological
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: We don't own them. Not that we don't want to though...
A/N: A/N: Whole thing is freely based on movie "Girl, interrupted". We took title from Ayaka's song Mikazuki, which lyrics somehow fits the whole story. Enjoy ;)
*MASTERPOST*
Slowly the darkness surrounding him became brighter, the sounds clearer and the mattress so hard he wasn't able to bear it. Kazunari unhurriedly stood up, feeling how weak his muscles were from lying in one position for a long time. Nino didn't remember anything from his conversation with imaginary Jun on the beach. Well, maybe except one small detail… Apparently he got caught. He looked around his room and sighed. Wandering around his chamber he tried to find the small broken mirror he managed to hide in niche under the floor.
"Still safe here..." The blond man whispered and took a look at himself. Something was different, but he couldn't put a finger on it. Did he lose weight? He was always skinny, so losing a few kilos wouldn't make any difference. It has to be something else. Suddenly his eyes caught what he was looking for. His hair was fully blond again, the black roots disappeared. He didn't remember dying his hair, meaning it was done after he got here. And Ninomiya knew only one person who had guts to do this, while he was in this state.
"Sweetie pie felt guilty?" He whispered and giggled, combing the hair with his fingers. Thinking that a nice "thank you" would be polite, even though he didn't give a damn about it, he went out the room and headed to Matsumoto’s, but stopped in the middle of the way. It wasn't right not to make the right comeback? Smirking he turned to the living room, walking as quiet as he could and just when he was in the middle of the room, he took a deep breath and shouted.
"Tadaima!!!" A usual grin decorated his face as he looked at the startled people. Many of them were scared, some of them just surprised. Nobody was happy. Well, maybe except Ohno who came closer to Kazunari, whispered softly "Okaerinasai" and headed to his room. After a short while everybody got back to whatever they were doing. Nino looked at them, not really caring about anything and tried to find Jun but he was nowhere in the living room. The blond man turned around, shoved his hands in the pockets and went to Matsumoto's and Ohno's room.
"Yo, sweetie pie. Care to explain why did you dye my hair?" Nino came inside and sat on the taller man's bed. Jun turned around, surprised and shocked.
"What are you doing here? How...?" It seemed that the former actor can't find the words. He was stammering and trying to understand anything from Kazunari's sudden recover.
"I needed to rest and, you know... Got a shocking therapy..." Ninomiya smiled, not quite sure if they did use the electricity on him this time. "You didn't answer my question."
"Why do you want to know?" The taller man chuckled and sat next to Nino. "You looked ugly, I couldn't look at you."
"So you wanted to look at me?" Kazunari pointed out, leaning back a bit and staring at the latter with curiosity. "Interesting..."
"Why everything just has to spin around you? You are not the only one in this world, you selfish brat."
"No, but I am the only one you dyed a hair to and only because you couldn't look at me. Tell me, do you think I'm cute now?"
"You're insane..." Jun cut the subject off and looking somewhere above Nino's head he continued. "How are you feeling?" The question was unexpectedly gentle and soft, like if Matsumoto indeed cared about the older man. No matter how much he wanted to tease Jun, he bit his tongue and answered politely that he was fine. During this whole strange conversation, the burned man was quietly scribbling something in his sketchbook, but after a while he felt like a third-wheeler and disappeared somewhere in the hall.
"How sweet of him... Leaving us alone..." Nino smiled cutely looking at the door.
"Forget it. You won't get into my pants again." Matsumoto stated firmly and looked at the latter.
"I meant talking. I believe we have a few things to chat about." Kazunari didn't feel to be insane now; this was time to be serious and as normal as possible. He waited for some jokes from Jun’s side, but the taller man was quiet. “Don’t you think so too?” Ninomiya broke the silence that fell in the air like a heavy rock.
“I think we said enough already. Oh… Wait… I do have something to tell you.” The former actor turned to Nino, so he could look straight in his eyes.
Aha, he is getting serious. Troublesome… Came across the blond man’s mind. Right now Matsumoto didn’t look like he was about to confess; on the contrary, he will probably say that they can’t see each other like they did before. As if it could change anything; they are stuck here together whether Jun likes it or not.
“I started my therapy. And I am serious about it. Therefore I can’t talk or hang out with you like we used to. I need to focus on myself now. That’s why I want to ask you not to come here that often.” The taller man finished his small monologue and Kazunari couldn’t help but clap, smiling.
“Nice one. You must be a really good performer.”
"Can't you be serious at least once?" Matsumoto sighed and closed his eyes for a while. When he opened them, they showed warmth and some kind of pity, but the one you can accept because it is given by the person who cares.
"I will be serious only when you are honest with yourself. Right now I can't see it. You just sold your soul to that devil, Soejima. And you have told me you want to be free."
"In order to be free I have to go out. And the only way is purification. I won't be free until..."
"Enough. I don't need to listen to that crap anymore. Ninomiya Kazunari won't allow anybody to fool him." The blond man stood up and pouted, looking like a bit too big eight years old boy, who just found out that there is no Santa. He turned around and without a word went to the door. Just before leaving the room, he looked at Jun with face so serious that it clearly scared the latter.
"Just to let you know, I fell for you too." The blond man said in the same way Matsumoto did earlier and shut the door quietly.
***
The next few days were strange. Kazunari was annoyed by the way Jun tried to avoid him as much as possible, getting in any interaction just during the calligraphy lessons. Soon Nino stopped any attempts approaching Matsumoto, focusing on his life which limited to attending the obligatory meetings and sitting in his room for the rest of the day. From time to time Aiba or Ohno peeked inside, asking if he will show some of his magic anytime soon. Nino was replying that he whether was busy or doesn't feel good enough to do so. Somewhere deep inside he gave up all hope and got some kind of depression. Like he hated being alone, now it was the only thing he desired. Around two weeks later, when he was sitting on his bed after a big fight with Goto about not going to calligraphy classes he heard a loud knock.
"Go away, Goto-chan, I won't go there."
"It's me... I want to talk to you. Can I come in?" A familiar voice asked from behind the door, making his heart skip a beat.
"Go to your room, sweetie pie. I'll be right there." Kazunari shouted and sighed with relief when he heard Jun's steps, as he went back to his chamber. Nino took a few deep breaths and slowly followed the taller man, after staring at the walls of his room. In the past few days he decorated it with some of his thoughts regarding Matsumoto. The shaky letters showed all he felt or thought about the former actor, including the small sign when he confessed.
"You wanted to talk, then talk." Ninomiya mumbled as soon as he got inside of the room next door.
"What's going on with you? You are different than before..."
"What do you care? You said you will focus on yourself now." Nino wanted to act like a hurt little creature, he had the right to do so.
"Satoshi said I broke you and you are not fun now, so I should go and fix you." The taller man chuckled nervously and looked at the blond one in front of him. Ninomiya sat on Jun's bed and sighed.
"Even then it's a matter between me and the gang. You said you wanted to talk. So talk." Kazunari stared at the latter, waiting for any reply. The younger one was silent for a while, then, maybe burned by Nino's gaze, he looked away.
"Did you hear everything I said when I was dying your hair?"
"No. Just the last part. I know you know that I feel the same. So we have a problem."
"Yes we have. Any ideas how to solve it?"
"You will go out soon and I will stay here forever. This problem will be solved by itself. Anything else you wanted to say to me?"
"You're cold. Towards everybody. They didn't do anything wrong, so can you be nicer to them?"
"Don't you think that model-chan and friends should say this? Listen, this shouldn't concern you. You are going to the therapy, talking with Soejima. Do something for me. Go out of here and never come back. I don't want to see you here again." Ninomiya stood up and wanted to leave but Jun grabbed his wrist and stopped him.
"Wait."
"Why? Wanna say something else?"
"No... I just..." Matsumoto somehow didn't seem to end this sentence. His hand was also wrapped tightly around the latter's wrist. When the silence was unbearable Kazunari opened his mouth to ask Jun to let him go but he was pulled for a breathtaking kiss. He was astonished, but when the first shock passed, he returned the kiss, losing himself in it. When they broke apart to catch some air Nino's eyes met the latter's filled with desire and something he couldn't put a finger on.
“Don’t…” Kazunari whispered, not believing in his own voice.
“This is the last thing I can give you…” Jun stated firmly, still looking at the latter. “Last time? For the good times…”
“Don’t make it sound like some kind of toast.” The blond man smirked and sighed. Last time? Why not? It can be a good memory for him; who knows when he will be able to make love after the taller man gets released from here? “Last…” He whispered against Matsumoto’s lips and joined them in slow kiss. They had at least an hour before the classes will over, so there was no reason to hurry. The younger one gently lay down on the bed, pulling Nino on top without breaking the kiss. Kazunari felt the blood in his veins boil when their crotches brushed against each other and a soft moan left his throat. None of them noticed when they clothes disappeared, thrown somewhere on the floor and their naked bodies clashed. Jun’s hands were exploring the latter’s body, making Ninomiya moan and tremble. He slid down the taller one’s body, leaving wet trail until he reached semi-hard flesh. Without thinking twice, he started to lick it, closing his lips around the head and sucking softly. Soon he started to swallow more and more Matsumoto’s member, till he felt the tip hitting the back of his throat.
“Kazu…” The former actor moaned and tangled his fingers in the blond hair, probably trying to feel even more. When Nino tasted salty precum, he moved away and looked at Jun from behind his lashes. A distant click woke the blond one from admiring the naked body underneath him and he knew that the taller one wants to fuck him.
“Wanna top again?” Ninomiya laughed gently and then he got serious again. Suddenly memories from the old house came back and hit him, not hard at first. He pushed them away successfully and moved a bit up, spreading his legs to make sure Jun will have better access. While the younger man was stretching the walls, Kazunari sucked his right nipple, licking the beauty mark under it. His hand was wrapped around Matsumoto’s hard member, stroking him slowly - just to give him pleasure, but not making him come yet. When they both felt that Jun’s fingers are moving freely inside the older man, they were pulled out and drowsily replaced by the taller’s aching member. Nino stilled when he felt the cock deep inside him and looked at the man underneath him. No words were spoken and the blond man started to ride his lover without hurry. Moans filled the air which became hotter with every move. Kazunari sped up, leaning against Matsumoto’s chest and lifted his hips up just to sit back down hard. Soon he felt a hand, stroking his already leaking dick.
“More… C-close” He whispered, closing his eyes and feeling the orgasm approaching.
“Me too… Can’t you feel it?” Jun moaned and just then everything came back. His fear mixed with pleasure, loneliness with touch of person he loved, the image of his future, closed in this walls… Nino threw his head back, riding Matsumoto as wildly as he could, feeling the hot semen filling him up while his own stained the former actor’s stomach and chest. Both men, exhausted fell on the bed. With last piece of strength Jun cleaned himself using some old T-shirt and lay on bed, falling asleep soon.
“Sweetie pie?” Ninomiya whispered, checking if the other man doesn’t fake to get rid of him but when he noticed the even breath of the latter, he knew he was deep in a dreamland. The shorter man sighed, got up and pulled his clothes back on. He decided to look for the one last time at the man he finally admitted he loves. “I love you…” He tried the taste of the words and smiled gently, turning around. Nino wanted to go out, when his gaze was caught by some small object, lying on the floor. He quickly picked it up and just then he noticed it’s some kind of notebook. Quickly he riffled the pages, catching his name a few times. Without hesitating he hid the diary under his T-shirt and left Jun’s room, heading to his own to delve into reading. This has to be interesting, right?