[Closed/Ongoing] In the night sky, we'll shine together, rush of light

[sixteenxseconds]

Who: Akanishi Jin (kakusanaide) and Kamenashi Kazuya (sixteenxseconds)
Where: It starts at Kazuya's place. And then, you'll see.
When: 5:50PM
Why: Because the premiere of Transformer 2 is finally here.
Rating: PG-13? Idk. Can't predict the future, you know.

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[kakusanaide]

Relief washed over him when Kame didn't pursue further; more than glad that he didn't have to step into a session of show and tell. It wasn't like he didn't enjoy the spotlight or was embarrassed of his job. In fact, it was the complete opposite. He liked being a model. It's just that, he didn't need everyone knowing everything about him. He just needed privacy and sometimes, a normal life where people can accept him for who he naturally is, not his career or the things that revolves around his life.

A laugh escaped his lips at Kame's words, the seriousness of the whole previous discussion just suddenly seemed to evaporate off the air. "If you do that, I'll tape your mouth throughout the whole movie." Jin smirked. "And I make sure you won't get even a glimpse of Megan Fox." He was joking, really. But there was still a hint of threat behind those voice.

[ooc: ...Omo. I give up trying to understand. Your logic's kinda screwed. xDD;; Exactly. I found the rant so funny. Pwned. xDD And the parody is so funneh. The other day I watched Big

[sixteenxseconds]

Kame smiled when the roses where removed by the waiter. They were nice, but a bit too much, and since it wasn't a real date, he'd like to keep it simple... Not that the candle belonged to the section 'simple', but, he just liked the way it made the atmosphere seem nicer. Snapping out of his thoughts when the waiter was already long out of sight, he glanced back at the menu, taking a look at the pasta sections. "I think I'll take fettuccine alfredo." he said after a small moment of pondering in silence. "What about you?" he asked Jin and looked up from his menucart. "Oh, and what about the drinks?" Personally, he was thinking about wine, but he had no idea what Jin wanted.

[kakusanaide]

It didn't take long for him to decide, used to Italian food as he was. When Kame mentioned of his choice, Jin nodded absentmindedly, his eyes focusing on the wine list. Two fingers raised, Jin casually prompted for a waiter to come to the table, now that they both had settled on their choices of food. "I'll have the filet mignon." Jin stated, closing the menu book and placed it aside. "For drinks, a bottle of Amarone, please." A quick glance at Kame - while ordering the wine - indicated his demand to have them both share the same wine, breaking off the glance only to look back at the waiter and made sure he got the right order. He then looked at Kame expectantly, waiting for the others to complete their orders.

[sixteenxseconds]

"Uh, and for me the fettuccine alfredo." Kame ordered as the waiter just nodded and wrote it down on his little notebook, walking away afterwards leaving the two of them alone again. He turned to sit straight again which made him face Jin, and he flashed a smile before looking around the restaurant. "Amazing how you managed to get a table when the place is packed." he stated, the room filled with talks and soft laughters, for which he was glad in this case because it would make up for the silence that usually fell upon them. And of course, his statement was a mere attempt to start a conversation.

[kakusanaide]

"Connections." Jin replied simply, shrugging. He gave the restaurant a glance over, comprehending the reason why his friends had recommended it to him. He was beginning to like the contemporary styling of the interior, finding it albeit too familiar to his own home. "So..." Jin began when he finished looking around, "How was it? The premiere?"

[sixteenxseconds]

"It was great. From the beginning till the end." he answered, a bright smile finding its way onto his face, and he look at Jin again. "Thanks for inviting me." Till now, he was still a bit surprised that Jin had actually asked him whether he wanted to come along, considering how they were before.

The waiter came with their drink, placing two glasses on the table before pouring them half-full with the wine. With a single bow, he left them again, and Kame picked up his glass twirling the wine around before taking a sip. "Nice," he mumbled to himself.

[kakusanaide]

The smile that etched across Kame's face made him smile automatically in return; he sank back onto his chair relaxingly as he listened to what Kame had to say. "I just had an extra ticket." he clarified sincerely. To be truthful, if it wasn't for Kame, he probably wouldn't go to the premiere despite the tickets - wasn't really a fan of the medias. But then again, he couldn't really tell Kame that. So he thought he'd keep it to himself

[sixteenxseconds]

The moment Jin began about resolving their issues, he glanced downwards at the table avoiding Jin's deep gaze, knowing that they had to. He nodded slowly. "I know." he said, though he'd rather much leave everything behind. But then again, ignoring unresolved issues would only bring more problems later, he figured.

He sighed and looked up to meet Jin's eyes again, determined to talk it out. "Where do you want to start?"

[kakusanaide]

Eyes flicked up at the response, and Jin moved to lean back into his own seat, an arm flung over the headrest. He picked up his glass and took another sip. "From you." Jin said in earnest, not peeling his gaze even once from the man before him. "You can say whatever you want. Ask me, tell me, why, what. Anything that you're not pleased with. Anything that you're mad at. Tell me everything. And I'll answer them all." Even as he sipped his drink, he looked at Kame through the rim of his glass, seriousness seemed very afloat in the air.

This was probably going to take a while. But so will their food.

[sixteenxseconds]

Kame bit his lower lip, hands playing with the napkin as he pondered on what to ask. It was not like he had no idea what to ask, he just didn't know which question to ask. Ever since Jin left high school, so many unanswered questions lingered in his mind for so long that it was still a wonder he never became insane because of it. He took a deep breath and picked up his wine glass to take a sip of it.

"What made you leave?" he asked, now looking into Jin's eyes.

[kakusanaide]

He should've expected the question. He did. But despite that, he was still taken aback at it. The fact that he finally heard it from Kame himself, probably had caught him off guard. Damn it. All his words seemed to flew off the window. At this rate, he might actually say something that could blow his cover. Jin placed the glass back on the table, and took a deep breath. "Parents. My dad got moved up to a different post." he said, almost nonchalantly. It wasn't the whole truth, but it wasn't a lie, either.

A silent glance at the other, and Jin felt like he needed to say something more. His words were insufficient, weren't they? "And I...I never got the chance to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." Jin paused for a while before continuing. "I'm sorry, Kazuya."

[sixteenxseconds]

Kame felt like he wasn't completely pleased with Jin's answer to his question - was that really all? - but he kept silent, eyes on the napkin he was playing with. What to say, what to say. It seemed that he didn't need to think about that for too long, because Jin spoke up again, and he only looked up when he heard 'sorry'. He felt tears welling up in his eyes, but he fought them back, biting his lower lip. "Why?" he asked, his voice almost a whisper. "Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?"

[kakusanaide]

The sight before him was enough to make his heart drop; even though the other was trying so hard to hide it, Jin could see the vulnerability in his eyes, and that made his heart throb. For a moment there, he could see the person that used to be his junior, the honest, fragile Kamenashi. There was no more hiding behind the wall of ego, no more playing under the mask of fake pretence. For a moment, it was just them and their old high school selves.

"I...I couldn't." No, of course not. He couldn't tell that he was supposed to move away a long time ago, but he was stalling his parents' move just because he didn't want to leave his old school. He couldn't tell that, the night after they did that, he finally said 'yes' to his father's decision to move away. He couldn't tell that he was actually running away from the night's revelation; that he decided to leave when he realized that he was falling for Kame. That he left, because of Kame. "I'm sorry. The move was too abrupt. I didn't get to tell you." His own calm voice surprised even

[sixteenxseconds]

Kame looked downwards, his gaze fixed on his hands again, still trying his hardest to not let the tears fall. They were at a restaurant, and besides, he never liked showing his tears in front of someone else. But just thinking about the past brought heavy emotions up again, and it was like he was back to being the little Kame that lost Jin. The little boy who lost his everything. "You could've left a note, at least. Or you could've written a letter." he mumbled in a low voice, not noticing a tear escaped until it fell on his arm. Quickly, he wiped the trail on his cheek away and put up a fake smile to hide his true emotion. "You know, I've always wondered. You didn't talk to me after we did.. it, and even left. It doesn't have anything to do with that? Or is it just a coincidence that you had to move afterwards?"

[kakusanaide]

"It's..." Jin tried to say something to refute, but words seemed to die in his throat. He couldn't say it; Kame's words had hit the bull's eyes, and it stabbed his heart, knowing that it was the truth. "It's..." Jin tried again, his fingers running across his jaw in an almost massaging manner. "It has got nothing to do with it." His eyes raised to look at Kame's. Confident. "Nothing." If he were to tell and spill the bean now, then there would be no point in all those running, wouldn't there? He couldn't say it. Not now. Not even now. Not ever. Not when all he knew was that his feelings were going to waste

[sixteenxseconds]

There was a small moment of relief when Jin said it had nothing to do with it, and he let out a small sigh, somewhat glad. All those years he'd thought that Jin leaving high school had to do with him. At one point, he even blamed himself for ever agreeing to do it.

"Oh." So he was too busy for him? Cleaning up was more important than him? "I see." he said, not daring to look up to meet Jin's eyes. His own eyes were so weak compared to the other's. He himself was weak compared to Jin. "If you'll excuse me for a moment." his voice trembled, and he stood up to go to the restroom, taking his steps in a calm manner even though he wanted nothing more than to make a run for it. Tears were falling down uncontrollably, and he frowned while wiping them away as quickly as he could while searching for the restroom - he didn't want to ask someone in this condition - and when he finally did, he stepped inside and rushed to the nearest sink to wash his face.

Stop crying. It's all in the past.