[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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[sixteenxseconds]

"Oh. Oh." Kame said and chuckled to himself, until Jin pulled him closer, and he tried to not look surprised by that. Of course, he should've expected it but there was still the bit of jumpiness from the close contact. But it was all hidden beneath his smiles in front of the camera - his smiles that did not feel awkward and forced to him.

But it stopped when the reporter asked another question, to which Jin just turned around and dragged him away from her. He easily followed in understanding, repeating the question from the reporter in his mind, along with what Jin had said earlier. The media could really be sharks. Even though Jin introduced him as a childhoodfriend, they still questioned their relationship.

Entering the hall, he slowly shook his head at the ridiculousness. But now that he thought about it, even he had no idea what their true relationship was. It was all vague, and a bit of a mess, but at the moment he didn't dare to give it much thought. He was there and then for the fun, and that's all he should think about

[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.

[kakusanaide]

It was probably his own imagination, but he could almost hear the tremble in Kame's voice, the small vibration in his words. He wasn't exactly the analytical type, but judging from Kame's words and actions, Jin had a feeling that the other wasn't going to the toilet to do the usual thing. Logically thinking, in this sort of conversation, would anyone even have the feeling to go to the toilet? He frowned slightly at the thought. Perhaps he could be thinking too much.

Deciding to just stay (he respected Kame's privacy as much as he did his) Jin sat there, silently glancing around the restaurant while taking a sip now and then from his glass of wine. Out of coincidence, he noticed a waiter peeking at their table, and that piqued Jin's interest. He kept watching for a while - totally forgetting the fact that Kame still hadn't returned - his fingers tapping slowly on the edge of his table.

[sixteenxseconds]

He glanced at his own reflection in the mirror, feeling rather pathetic for letting his emotions get the best of him. Here he was, crying like an idiot over something that happened years ago. It was time to let go of it. Why was it so hard? He wished he was stronger than this. A lot stronger. Jin was able to keep his calm (so it seemed) so why couldn't he?

Grabbing a napkin, he wiped his face from any trails of wet, hoping that it would seem as if nothing was wrong with him despite the bit of red eyes. But those were barely noticable, he thought. Besides, if he'd just smile enough, then he'd be safe.

He sighed. Now that he got the answers he'd always wanted, it was time to move on, right?

You're not alone anymore. You do not live at that orphanage anymore. Those times are over. You have it better now. Right. And with those last thoughts, he exited the restroom to go back to the table, calmly taking a seat. Looking up at Jin, he smiled - a fake one - and placed his arms on the table to lean on. "So, do you want to hear anything