Oretachi no Omoide - Chap 14
Chapter 14: In which when you think everything is alright, life tricks you…
The next Sho as he promised called Ikuta-san to say him they agree on his conditions they talked about before. So a few days later Sho and Aiba went to the Ikuta Group’s center building to sign the contract and get the money for the constructions.
Not long after they left Toma walked into his father’s office.
“Ah, Toma, I’m glad you came! I have good news to you…” his father said as he entered.
Toma lifted an eyebrow at this. He highly doubted that anything that comes from his father’s mouth can be ‘good news’ to him.
“What’s up?” he asked as he sat in an armchair.
“Sakurai-san and his partner just left after singing our contract. They agreed on all the conditions we talked about” the older said contentedly.
Toma tsk-ed at it.
“I wonder with what you blackmailed them to agree on it… Last time Sakurai-san didn’t look like he’ll ever sign this…” Toma said and glared at his father.
Ikuta-san thought it was beneath his dignity to answer at this assumption s they just glared at each other for a while, father and son. In the end, Toma was the first who turned away his glance. His father smiled mockingly at this.
“You know, I like this Sakurai kid… He’s clever; cleverer than I first thought him to be…” he mused aloud. Toma cautiously looked at his father. “Do you know what could we achieve if he would work here?... With a boy like him on my side…” he continued.
Toma at first thought he heard it wrong. He watched his father dumbfounded then stood up angrily.
“I don’t know what’s on your mind, but whatever it is, forget it that I’ll help you in it!” he announced determined then turned on the heels and headed for the door.
“Toma! Come back this instant!” his father shouted at him. Toma stopped but didn’t turn back to him. “As long as you’re my son, you do as I told you to! And I won’t start an argument over it…”
Toma frowned annoyed at this.
“Then I wish you wouldn’t be my father…” Toma said and didn’t care if the man heard it or not.
He shut the door hardly after he left the office make the young secretary jump and she blinked at him in fear but Toma didn’t even bother to look at her.
As he stormed down the corridors toward the exit, his phone started to ring. He pulled out the small machinery from his pocket and declined the call without looking at the caller ID…
More than half an hour later Toma laid on a bench in a park a few stops from his father’s office and tried to forget even the memory of the former meeting. He failed with this awfully… Then his mobile rang again. He sighed and put the phone on his ear.
“Moshi-moshi?”
“Don’t you dare decline my call again after I am the one who does a favor to you!” the caller snapped as soon as Tome answered the call.
Hearing this voice Toma immediately sat up.
“Matsumoto-san?” he said surprised, of all people, Jun was the last one he expected to call him.
“Yeah, it’s me; what did you think?... Anyway… I’ll be at home this weekend so you can bring all the shitty-shiny stuff you can’t live without…” Jun said.
Toma could say nothing at this for minutes.
“You mean… you mean I can…” he stuttered confused.
“Yeah, I mean that. But if you’re really this dumb that I think you are after this conversation, I might change my mind about it… Jya… see you…” with this Jun hang up on him but five minutes later Toma still sat there mouth open in surprise…
Ohno knocked softly on the door, though it was open, before he entered the office.
Hearing the sound Sho jumped a bit and blinked sleepily as he raised his head from his desk. He needed a few minutes till he recognized Ohno then smiled at him.
“What’s up, Ohno-kun?” he asked and rubbed his eyes yawning.
Ohno chuckled a bit at the sight as he walked to the desk and gave a folder to the younger architect.
“Here are the files you asked earlier…” he said when he saw Sho had no idea what he should do with it.
“Oh! Thanks…” he muttered and yawned again.
“What’s with Aiba-chan’s shelter?” Ohno asked and sat comfortably in a chair in front of Sho’s desk, he looked not to be in a hurry to go back his own office.
“Don’t even ask! I should go to the construction tomorrow to supervise their work but I also have tomorrow a meeting with the customers to my project. And Masaki wants to come too no matter what…” Sho sighed. “I don’t know how I will dissuade him about it… I don’t even know when I will have time to take breath tomorrow, let alone when I can go to the construction!” Sho whined.
Ohno looked at him sympathetically.
“Oh! If you want me, I can go to supervise the construction works… and I can take Aiba-chan too… I’ll have tomorrow day-off and Kazu is away at some game-conference or something…” Ohno pouted a bit at the end.
Sho’s eyes lit up at this and he jumped from his desk to run and hug Ohno tightly.
“That would save my life!”
Ohno just smiled at this.
“Your welcome! But if you don’t mind, I should go back to my office…” Ohno said and let him free from Sho’s paws and left the room.
“Ah, okaeri nasai, Matsumoto-kun!” Tome smiled at Jun when the model arrived home that night.
They lived together more than two weeks now but Jun was still as cold with Toma as the first day they met. The younger tried everything to revise their relationship but Jun dodged all his attempts to be friends. Though for some reason the younger boy still didn’t give up and tried again and again…
“Tadaima…” Jun mumbled reluctantly and without even looking at his flatmate he went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.
“How was your day?... You must be tired… I made dinner, I put away some of it to you, it’s on the top shelf in the fridge, if you’re hungry…” Toma chattered about anything and everything that popped into his mind while he followed Jun like an obedient puppy.
Suddenly Jun dumped the water bottle on the kitchen counter and grabbing Toma’s collar pulled him close to his face. The younger babble died in his throat as soon as his face was only inches away from Jun’s starring into the model’s dark eyes which burnt with not just anger…
“Now listen to me carefully! I don’t care what do you think, why I let you live here but I think we might make the things clear. We’re not friends, I don’t care what you’re doing and you don’t ask questions about me too! And before you think otherwise, as soon as Ma-chan wants to move back, I’ll kick you out sooner than you can even realize it! Did you understand me or should I repeat it so someone as dumb as you can understand it? - Jun asked with burning eyes.
“Wa… waka…ri… mashita…” Toma stuttered with dry lips.
“Good” Jun said and pushed away the boy and stomped into his room.
Tome fell to the wall next to the kitchen door, holding his chest, as it could help him slow down his explosive heartbeat, and slid down slowly till he was sitting on the floor. For some crazy, baffling reason he thought that the model might kiss him… that he wanted Jun to kiss him…
Jun shut his room’s door closed flustered. He ruffled up his hair and started to pace up and down.
Almost… he almost kissed Toma… For a second... he wanted to kiss Toma… And he couldn’t understand why. He loves Aiba and none else; he’s the only one he wants to kiss, then…
Jun suddenly stopped when he dawn on the answer…
When Aiba moved in with him years before, they weren’t friends yet. They didn’t even know each other before that. But Jun wasn’t as successful as now and he needed a flatmate to share the expenses. Those days Aiba was following him to everywhere babbling about nonsense non-stop till Jun not just accepted him as his friend but fell for him. Though, he didn’t know it…
And earlier Toma was just like Aiba when Jun started to fell for him…
“No! No, no, no! Muri! Zettai muri!” Jun shook his head violently…
A/N: okay, I wanted to post it in the morning (in the morning to me - now it's evening over here...) but just now, I had a lot things to do at work so I couldn't post my fic instead of working XD
At first, there was just Jun and Toma in this chapter but then I thought I might write someone else into it so I had to re-write it a bit... I hope you're happy with it^.^
The next Sho as he promised called Ikuta-san to say him they agree on his conditions they talked about before. So a few days later Sho and Aiba went to the Ikuta Group’s center building to sign the contract and get the money for the constructions.
Not long after they left Toma walked into his father’s office.
“Ah, Toma, I’m glad you came! I have good news to you…” his father said as he entered.
Toma lifted an eyebrow at this. He highly doubted that anything that comes from his father’s mouth can be ‘good news’ to him.
“What’s up?” he asked as he sat in an armchair.
“Sakurai-san and his partner just left after singing our contract. They agreed on all the conditions we talked about” the older said contentedly.
Toma tsk-ed at it.
“I wonder with what you blackmailed them to agree on it… Last time Sakurai-san didn’t look like he’ll ever sign this…” Toma said and glared at his father.
Ikuta-san thought it was beneath his dignity to answer at this assumption s they just glared at each other for a while, father and son. In the end, Toma was the first who turned away his glance. His father smiled mockingly at this.
“You know, I like this Sakurai kid… He’s clever; cleverer than I first thought him to be…” he mused aloud. Toma cautiously looked at his father. “Do you know what could we achieve if he would work here?... With a boy like him on my side…” he continued.
Toma at first thought he heard it wrong. He watched his father dumbfounded then stood up angrily.
“I don’t know what’s on your mind, but whatever it is, forget it that I’ll help you in it!” he announced determined then turned on the heels and headed for the door.
“Toma! Come back this instant!” his father shouted at him. Toma stopped but didn’t turn back to him. “As long as you’re my son, you do as I told you to! And I won’t start an argument over it…”
Toma frowned annoyed at this.
“Then I wish you wouldn’t be my father…” Toma said and didn’t care if the man heard it or not.
He shut the door hardly after he left the office make the young secretary jump and she blinked at him in fear but Toma didn’t even bother to look at her.
As he stormed down the corridors toward the exit, his phone started to ring. He pulled out the small machinery from his pocket and declined the call without looking at the caller ID…
More than half an hour later Toma laid on a bench in a park a few stops from his father’s office and tried to forget even the memory of the former meeting. He failed with this awfully… Then his mobile rang again. He sighed and put the phone on his ear.
“Moshi-moshi?”
“Don’t you dare decline my call again after I am the one who does a favor to you!” the caller snapped as soon as Tome answered the call.
Hearing this voice Toma immediately sat up.
“Matsumoto-san?” he said surprised, of all people, Jun was the last one he expected to call him.
“Yeah, it’s me; what did you think?... Anyway… I’ll be at home this weekend so you can bring all the shitty-shiny stuff you can’t live without…” Jun said.
Toma could say nothing at this for minutes.
“You mean… you mean I can…” he stuttered confused.
“Yeah, I mean that. But if you’re really this dumb that I think you are after this conversation, I might change my mind about it… Jya… see you…” with this Jun hang up on him but five minutes later Toma still sat there mouth open in surprise…
Ohno knocked softly on the door, though it was open, before he entered the office.
Hearing the sound Sho jumped a bit and blinked sleepily as he raised his head from his desk. He needed a few minutes till he recognized Ohno then smiled at him.
“What’s up, Ohno-kun?” he asked and rubbed his eyes yawning.
Ohno chuckled a bit at the sight as he walked to the desk and gave a folder to the younger architect.
“Here are the files you asked earlier…” he said when he saw Sho had no idea what he should do with it.
“Oh! Thanks…” he muttered and yawned again.
“What’s with Aiba-chan’s shelter?” Ohno asked and sat comfortably in a chair in front of Sho’s desk, he looked not to be in a hurry to go back his own office.
“Don’t even ask! I should go to the construction tomorrow to supervise their work but I also have tomorrow a meeting with the customers to my project. And Masaki wants to come too no matter what…” Sho sighed. “I don’t know how I will dissuade him about it… I don’t even know when I will have time to take breath tomorrow, let alone when I can go to the construction!” Sho whined.
Ohno looked at him sympathetically.
“Oh! If you want me, I can go to supervise the construction works… and I can take Aiba-chan too… I’ll have tomorrow day-off and Kazu is away at some game-conference or something…” Ohno pouted a bit at the end.
Sho’s eyes lit up at this and he jumped from his desk to run and hug Ohno tightly.
“That would save my life!”
Ohno just smiled at this.
“Your welcome! But if you don’t mind, I should go back to my office…” Ohno said and let him free from Sho’s paws and left the room.
“Ah, okaeri nasai, Matsumoto-kun!” Tome smiled at Jun when the model arrived home that night.
They lived together more than two weeks now but Jun was still as cold with Toma as the first day they met. The younger tried everything to revise their relationship but Jun dodged all his attempts to be friends. Though for some reason the younger boy still didn’t give up and tried again and again…
“Tadaima…” Jun mumbled reluctantly and without even looking at his flatmate he went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.
“How was your day?... You must be tired… I made dinner, I put away some of it to you, it’s on the top shelf in the fridge, if you’re hungry…” Toma chattered about anything and everything that popped into his mind while he followed Jun like an obedient puppy.
Suddenly Jun dumped the water bottle on the kitchen counter and grabbing Toma’s collar pulled him close to his face. The younger babble died in his throat as soon as his face was only inches away from Jun’s starring into the model’s dark eyes which burnt with not just anger…
“Now listen to me carefully! I don’t care what do you think, why I let you live here but I think we might make the things clear. We’re not friends, I don’t care what you’re doing and you don’t ask questions about me too! And before you think otherwise, as soon as Ma-chan wants to move back, I’ll kick you out sooner than you can even realize it! Did you understand me or should I repeat it so someone as dumb as you can understand it? - Jun asked with burning eyes.
“Wa… waka…ri… mashita…” Toma stuttered with dry lips.
“Good” Jun said and pushed away the boy and stomped into his room.
Tome fell to the wall next to the kitchen door, holding his chest, as it could help him slow down his explosive heartbeat, and slid down slowly till he was sitting on the floor. For some crazy, baffling reason he thought that the model might kiss him… that he wanted Jun to kiss him…
Jun shut his room’s door closed flustered. He ruffled up his hair and started to pace up and down.
Almost… he almost kissed Toma… For a second... he wanted to kiss Toma… And he couldn’t understand why. He loves Aiba and none else; he’s the only one he wants to kiss, then…
Jun suddenly stopped when he dawn on the answer…
When Aiba moved in with him years before, they weren’t friends yet. They didn’t even know each other before that. But Jun wasn’t as successful as now and he needed a flatmate to share the expenses. Those days Aiba was following him to everywhere babbling about nonsense non-stop till Jun not just accepted him as his friend but fell for him. Though, he didn’t know it…
And earlier Toma was just like Aiba when Jun started to fell for him…
“No! No, no, no! Muri! Zettai muri!” Jun shook his head violently…
A/N: okay, I wanted to post it in the morning (in the morning to me - now it's evening over here...) but just now, I had a lot things to do at work so I couldn't post my fic instead of working XD
At first, there was just Jun and Toma in this chapter but then I thought I might write someone else into it so I had to re-write it a bit... I hope you're happy with it^.^