[One-Shot] Side Effect
Title: Side Effect
Author: Kira_Shadow
Fandom: JE, Kis-My-Ft2
Pairings: Hirosuke (Kitayama Hiromitsu, Fujigaya Taisuke)
Rating: PG 15+
Warnings: Unbeta-ed...uncreative...and a few mature themes...nothing bad...
Disclaimer: Not mine...*sigh*
Comments: I wanted to start a fic with a typical cliché thing...XD
Summary: Everyone knew that the side effects of alcohol were...well...not very good in most cases...
Usually, when you woke up and couldn’t remember a thing about what you did the previous day is a really, really bad thing in itself already. If you wake up to find somebody lying in bed with you and you can’t remember how you ended up with that person - or who that person is - well, that is even worse.
Kitayama Hiromitsu experienced two of those things when he woke up. He couldn’t remember what had happened the previous night, except that he’d been at some kind of party with a few of his fellow JE members. And…there was somebody lying in bed with him…
He didn’t know if he should be relieved about the fact that he knew the person or panic.
A sudden chill made him shiver and he noticed his lack of clothes. Or at least…a shirt or top…he still had his shorts on, he had lifted the blanket to check that.
The sleeping figure next to him turned over and snuggled closer into the pillow and - holy shit was that a hickey? Instinctively his hand flew up to his own neck and he froze. He had one to match.
/Shit…Think, Hiromitsu…THINK…what happened last night??/
Scanning the room, he found the rest of their clothes lying on the floor. He had to crawl over the other to grab them…now, how to go on about this without waking the other occupant of the bed up?
Leaning over, he was about to push himself up when the door opened.
“Hiro have you se- oooh! Sorry! Nevermind!” Nikaido turned around and closed the door again.
Resisting the urge to bang his head against a solid surface, Hiromitsu sunk back onto the bed. It looked like somebody hated him today…this was so not his day…
“Nnya?” the person next to him stirred. “Mitsu? You already up?”
Since when had the other called him ‘Mitsu’? And why was he thinking that the way the other rubbed his eyes sleepily was cute? And that he looked utterly adorable with his hair messed up like that?
“Er…yeah…Morning, Taipi…”
“Morning…” Fujigaya Taisuke, his fellow Kis-my-Ft2 member continued to stretch until he stopped, when he noticed something, “…hey…this isn’t my room…”
Okay…not good…Hiromitsu looked around. It was his room alright…well, the single room at the onsen resort which had been given to him. Yes…they had had a party at an onsen over the weekend. He had remembered that much now…but back to the problem at hand…
“Must’ve taken the wrong door last night…oh well…we both had a single anyway…” Taisuke rose. “I need a shower…see you later!” and with those words, the other grabbed his clothes and left the room.
Why did Taisuke seem to be so calm about all of this?
Did that mean the other knew what had happened the previous night??
If so…what HAD happened???
Letting out a frustrated moan, he let himself fall back into the pillows.
A little later, Hiromitsu joined the others for lunch. Most of the Juniors were present and a few of their seniors, like Takki and Tsubasa, Yamapi, Murakami, MatsuJun, Nino…
“…the one on Taipi’s neck definitely IS bigger…so I win…”
HIromitsu choked on his tea. “Wataru!”
“What, Hiro? It IS true…and here I thought I knew you…”
Nikaido snickered, “I told you people can change when they drink…”
“He didn’t drink THAT much, Nikko…”
“Well, some people have a low tolerance…”
“…not THAT low?”
“Ask him…not me…”
Slowly, the veil of not-knowing lifted slightly. So there had been alcohol involved…hence the ‘can’t remember a thing’ part. Yet, that still didn’t explain everything else…
“Wataru…?” he started.
“Hai?”
“…can you tell me what happened last night?”
“So you DID get drunk?”
“I don’t know! Or I wouldn’t ask…”
The other frowned, “I have to disappoint you…I don’t know…I think the last I’ve seen of you was when you were practically hanging all over Taipi and the two of you sort of walked out of the party room…”
While Wataru had spoken, Hiromitsu had sunken lower and lower, trying to vanish in a non-existing whole in the ground. He didn’t…he couldn’t have…but…
“Hiro?”
“Shut up and let me wallow in guilt, shame and misery…”
“…okay…just so you know…we’re going to go and have a soak in the pools later before we have to leave again…in case you want to join…Taipi’s already gone ahead…”
“…”
Did that mean that Taisuke was already sitting in the hot water, only wearing a thin to-
What he hell was he thinking???
“Kitayama-kun? Are you alrigh? You look kinda…red…?”
He jumped slightly when he heard Tsubasa’s voice next to him.
“Ah…I’m okay…”
“Sou ka…well, do you want to go and tell the others that we’ll have to leave a little earlier than expected? The bus will come to pick us up in an hour…”
“Ha…hai…”
So Hiromitsu ended up in the baths after all.
“Guys…we have to…leave earlier than planned…the bus will be here in an hour…” he tried not to look in Taisuke’s direction but it didn’t quite work. True, they had seen each other almost naked before…or even completely naked…but…somehow…it was different now…but that wasn’t surprising…
A chorus of “Okay!” answered him.
“Aah~ I better go and get the rest of my stuff packed then…” Taisuke climbed out of the tub.
Hiromitsu fled.
He thought eh worst part of the day was over…but he was wrong. His torture continued on the way back to Tokyo in the bus he shared with his band-mates.
“I heard you two last night…and damn…Nikko was happily snoozing away, listening to the songs on his iPod…and me…I didn’t bring any earplugs…” Senga complained, sitting down in front of Hiromitsu.
The elder opened his mouth to say something, when Taisuke too his seat next to him. “Complaining again, Ken-chan?” he grinned and nudged the other playfully.
“Shut up…!”
“Here…you can borrow my MD player for the ride back…Try to sleep a little…” Taisuke handed the player and a few discs over to the younger with a smile.
Smiling back, Senga replied, “I MIGHT forgive you…thanks…”
Waiting until everyone else had dozed off or at least, until nobody was paying any more attention to him, Hiromitsu leant over to Taisuke. He had to know…
“Ne…Taipi…about what happened last night…”
“It’s alright, Mitsu…after all…I wasn’t exactly sober myself…”
“Well…I…to be honest…I don’t really…remember…”
Why didn’t Taisuke look the least bit troubled? This was almost worst than what had happened in the morning when they had woken up…
“Somebody spiked your drink…or the sempai had simply forgotten that there were still some of us in the room, who were still underage…” Taisuke recounted, “And I think alcohol and sugar do not really make a good mixture in your blood, Mitsu…”
He sighed. “Well…I noticed you were acting a little funny and immediately put down my own drink…even though I guess…I had sipped on it a few times already…so…well I walked over to you and you practically threw yourself onto me…I decided I’d try to sober you out in my room - I didn’t want to spoil the party - give you water an all so that you wouldn’t get a hang-over…”
Taisuke paused to think for a few moments, “…on the way there we had an argument of some sort…and we got a little loud…Senga complained about it, right? …well, when we reached the room - which was, as I noticed this morning, was yours instead of mine - the argument ended with me stubbornly proclaiming “so bite me!”…don’t ask me what exactly it was we were arguing about…I forgot…since…well, the next thing you did was bite me!”
When he said that, he rubbed the swollen spot on his neck. “I swatted you away and we stumbled onto your bed…well…I wanted to get back at you for that…so I bit you back - remember, I wasn’t exactly sober myself - …we wrestled on your bed…and well, it got kinda warm…moving around and with the alcohol in our blood…so we took off our clothes…and I remembered to make you drink some water…and I guess somewhere along the way we dozed off…end of story…”
“That’s it????? …and here I thought I raped you or something…”
“Well…you did do something else aside from biting me which did intrude my privacy a bit…” Taisuke looked at Hiromitsu, his eyes glinting a little.
“What was th-“
…
“…but I have to admit…you’re one hell of a kisser, Mitsu…”
“I think I can say the same about you…but I am not quite sure since I still can’t remember…and that just now…wasn’t really enough to make me remember…”
“Let me help you with that then…”
The two of them didn’t notice how Senga had woken up and had turned around to return the MD player to Taisuke. Said younger boy was now staring with his mouth agape at what was happening. Still staring, he gently tapped Nikaido’s shoulder, who looked up and pulled a plug from his ears.
“Hai?”
Senga pointed to the back.
“Wha-…oh! O-“ Nikaido’s mouth was clamped shut by Wataru.
“Shh! Don’t interrupt!”
A quiet moan came from the back.
“Ok…maybe now…”
OWARI