Love Is A Wondrous Thing
Title: Love Is A Many Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating: G
Summary: Aiba falls in love and fate fulfills it.
“Are you okay, Aiba-kun?”
Aiba looks up from where he’s fallen to give that deep, wondrous voice a face.
“Baka.” The pitch much higher this time and Nino’s hands make contact with the top of his head and he flinches. By the time he recovers, there’s another hand in front of his face, much bigger, more muscular than the one that hit him.
He takes it and is helped to stand up, for the first time seeing the spikey blond hair in total mess with the round face from whose head it sprouts from. Aiba smiles but with the way their still holding hands, he actually blushes and suddenly the boy is pulled from in front of him and Nino is chiding him for taking up his time.
He’s seen him around the corridors before. Sakurai Sho. But Somehow seeing him from up close Aiba felt like it was the first time he’s actually met him.
Aiba notices Sho from then on. In fact he’s with Nino many times. Why hasn’t he noticed him before? So strange. He wants to make acquaintances now but Nino’s not the sort to actually initiate a relationship between two people. He leaves them to their business.
If he wants to make friends either of them would have to approach each other. He’s heard Sho is really smart so he couldn’t muster up the courage.
Love is a many wondrous thing. Aiba thinks. Actually he quotes the only thing he’s ever read about love. Actually, he’s heard it being sung by his mother. With Johnny’s, slam dunk, school and Initial D, Gundam one really does not have time for love stories unless of course it’s those Moe mangas with those really tiny girls with really big boobs.
But there’s a reason Aiba is thinking about love because he’s suddenly come back from Hawaii, had a great vacation and debuted with Sakurai Sho. (there are others he’s sure) Love really does magic, it’s a sign of his pure pure love that he’s ended up with Sho but then he notices Jun caressing Toma’s cheek softly, both looking at each other with regret and Aiba thinks that maybe it isn’t love but just fate. But he could turn it into love all the same.
But seriously how could he? If all Sho would do is study during breaks. He still can’t gather enough courage (or good excuses) to interrupt the completely focused Sakurai. But he’s taken to sitting around when Sho is there. Sometimes rejected Jun’s offer to do something more fun to be with Sho...more like beside him.
Sho asks him to get water one day. Strikes up a conversation when he does and Aiba is happy, deliriously so. It seems like they have a lot to talk about, when Aiba thinks about it he should have known. They share a life now, at least a part of their goals are one and that somehow brings people closer no matter how different they are inside.
Aiba later discovers that Sho can be a lot of fun too, once he’s used to being an idol, once it’s summer break, once they’re all comfortable and Aiba finds that now they can all communicate with each other. Even that shy Ohno-kun. Correction, their newly appointed leader is talking and joking and Nino makes fun of him for being leader and Aiba joins in the laughter that ensues due to the blush in Ohno’s cheek. Jun’s taken a habit of repeating everything Sho says. And Nino makes fun of that too and now everyone laughs as Jun blushes, threatens to go away when Ohno puts a comforting hand around him, saying he empathizes since they were in the same boat.
Sho holds his hand and Aiba is pleasantly and oh so joyously surprised. Aiba blushes but none of the other three notices as they’re busy tackling each other on the floor. Usually he’d be there with them but he sacrifices it in favour of tightening his fingers around Sho’s and this time it’s only Sho’s soft chuckle as he turned pink.
Title: Love Is A Much Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating:PG
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Please don't sue
Note: Sequel to Love is a Many Wondrous Thing
Sho’s hand was warm and he liked how Sho would casually wind it around his body. The warmth would spread around his skin until he felt happy and fluttery inside. They held hands often and Sho would often sit with his back against Aiba and read but they weren’t nearly as physical as Ohno and Nino.
He wondered what Sho would think if he tackled him to the ground. Aiba felt that Sho would like it but he never got to find that out practically. Nothing in his mind seemed like a good time or place to tackle Sho or jump onto his back or to kiss his lips.
Kiss.
That’s been missing.
Aiba wasn’t sure if he should be the one to make the first move. Sho seemed like the kind of person who wouldn’t like a domineering partner. But Aiba was getting impatient. Sometimes pressed knees and interlinked fingers weren’t enough to battle his insecurities. But his insecurities were never enough to overcome his uncertainty. What a mess.
In times like these he’d curl his fingers into the hair pooling around Sho’s nape and sidle suggestively close but the idiot would only smile and press their foreheads together before returning to a book or lyrics. Aiba would sigh and lean backwards onto his hands conjuring up images of kicking Sho then kissing the bruises better.
Aiba walked to a more deserted part of the Jimusho to sulk because Nino said Aiba openly sulking meant something was seriously wrong with this world and hence the tension in the dressing room would drop drastically. Trudging slowly and caught up in his thoughts Aiba didn’t notice the telltale signs of human activity to where he was headed. Therefore he was faced with the horrible, horrible shock of catching Jun devouring Toma’s face and neck.
What the HELL? Even the kids know how to make out and all that stupid, stupid Keio Boy of his can do are forehead presses. He hurried back towards the dressing room seething with anger and sexual frustration when aforementioned stupid, stupid Keio boy appeared suddenly.
“Ah...Aiba-kun I was looking for you. Could you look into th-
Aiba cut him off with his lips. Pressing hard into the unmoving lips he grabbed Sho’s hands, not caring if he crumpled up the paper in the process. Aiba would have loved for it to go on forever and ever but then all the idiot was doing was standing so he retracted unsurely. The stupid, really who are these people Keio accepts these days, only looked dazedly at Aiba for a second before straightening out his crumpled paper forlornly and walking away.
Disappointment washed over Aiba as he leaned dejectedly against the wall worried that he blew it in his rush. But then he was slammed fully against the wall, shoulders under a tight grip and plump full lips pressing into his.
So he had been wrong. Sho does like domineering partners. Or maybe his dense skull just needed a little push.
Title: Love is a Sort Of Wondrous Thing (JunMa SideStory)
Pairing: JunMa (mentions of Sakuraiba and established Ohmiya)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don’t claim nothing but the plot
Note: For Some Reason I like this verse. So I’ve made a sidestory. This particular one is for miquilis because she deserves fic. I’ll be doing an Ohmiya sidestory next which will NOT be dedicated to miquilis for fear of her rubbing her runny nose with it (if and when she gets a runny nose)
Jun wandered through the halls of his school very much aware of how he was the receiving end of all those admiring glances. He’s always wanted a high school romance but this admiration was so superficial it really seriously bugged him. Suffice to say his high school was almost ending and he still hasn’t had a romance.
Life as an idol sucks. So many people love you for so many wrong reasons that it’s impossible to love them back, at least in that way. He bumps into someone then. Irritation bubbled slowly inside him and forming venom on his lips but then he realized to whom the cheerful smile belonged to.
Toma.
They had been friends before. Maybe even now they are friends. Jun’s anger dissipates and he accepts his notebooks as Toma walks away.
He had a crush on Toma when they were in MAIN together. At that time to his little self, boy or girl didn’t matter. He wasn’t aware of society then. There are some, he thinks with a shake of his head at his baka bandmates, to whom society doesn’t even matter now. Question was, did society matter to him?
He looked back and caught Toma’s back disappearing around the corner. Something had happened, they had grown apart in the last few years. Unmatched schedules, different bands, different commitments had forced them apart. If that hadn’t happened would things be different between them? Would then, Arashi be a 100% gay storm? He was a lone 20% struggling after all. Why was he? It would be so much easier to find someone within the Jimusho who would know how he’s feeling, how’s it like being an idol. He looks at the empty corner round which Toma disappear. He could find someone who he’s known for a long time, who he could trust.
Jun notices Toma more after that. Somehow even though he was just a scrawny little kid back then, he remembers so distinctly being with Toma, playing with him, napping with him during breaks, fighting with him and always wanting to be with him even if he tended to crawl under his skin and annoy him at times, actually most of the time. Maybe he was just a little kid but Toma was his first love and it comes back to him now that he had a chance to think about it. Maybe the fact that he’s never had a high school romance was because that at some level his heart had decided on one person already, his brain just took longer to decipher the decision, that and his gay bandmates sucked at giving relationship advice.
He observed Aiba struggle to push forward his relationship with Sho. Why was it so hard for Aiba to express what he wanted? They were already sort of together but Sho never seemed too comfortable with the part where Aiba was a guy. Jun didn’t doubt Sho loved Aiba but maybe the thought of being with a guy took some time to get used to, especially for someone who’s been straight all his life.
Like him.
But if he was love with Toma since he was thirteen was he really straight all his life? It was so easy to imagine being with him it scared Jun how much he’s grown to want it. Would he, like Aiba wait for the other party to come to him?
But if he did that, Toma would never notice him. And Jun wants to be noticed, now. Jun’s been told he’s impulsive and maybe a little stupid although he wouldn’t admit to the last one.
He storms right upto the 4tops rehearsal rooms and there’s music inside and what is undoubtedly Toma giving instructions. He stops and smiles at how much the kid has blossomed. Toma’s always been sort of leader-ish. That’s why they had clashed so much before. But deep down Jun knew Toma would make an awesome leader. Now especially that he had grown more mature and understanding and more knowledge and experience to pass on.
He waits for their break and somewhere between fidgeting outside their door and practising his confession Jun loses heart. He’s leaving when the door opens and he hears panting behind him and a ‘Matte.’ Before he turns around and faces him Toma in his sex appeal in all it’s glory. Has he mentioned in all of this how awesomely hot Toma’s gotten?
Hair wet and sweat dripping from the ends of his curls as he wipes his face with a towel and hangs it on his shoulder, ruffling up his hair with one end in a vain battle to dry it. He’s taken to wearing tank tops which just hugs his body shaping it in all it’s perfection, sinewy arms exposed that lead to a sinfully long, pale neck. His chest heaving Toma’saying something but it only registers in Jun head how low and husky that voice is, tired and exhausted. Heat pools in his stomach and when Toma approaches him he reaches a decision.
He grabs Toma’s hand faintly aware of the surprise and protests that fall from Toma’s lips but Toma follows him more or less willingly to the more unused part of the Jimusho that was kept dedicated to the DaiSempai.
He pushes him against a wall and Toma looks bewildered though doesn’t say anything to express it. Jun presses up against him making his intention clear and for one moment he caresses Toma’s cheek still damp, looking into his eyes for a permission he’s never before this thought he’d want. Toma looks back blankly and Jun’s fingers suddenly make contact with Toma’s lips, so very soft and smooth and for a moment Jun can only think how wonderful it would feel against his own.
It does and so much better than his imagination could have provided. Toma’s already worked up with all that dancing and hip shaking from before and Jun just naturally has a lot of sexual energy, the kiss builds heat pretty quick. Jun has his tongue up against Toma’s within seconds and Toma winds his hands around Jun bringing them closer as Jun grips his hip.
They angle their heads with Toma changing his tilt every few seconds, breaking the kiss repeatedly but Jun gripss the back of his dripping hair and tilted his head in a way that would give him maximum access to the sweetness of Toma’s mouth. Toma loses breath soon and Jun gives mercy, moving his ministration down to Toma’s neck.
Toma moans panting heavily as Jun takes nips all over the beautiful neck and admiring how accurate he had been in predicting the amazingness that was Toma’s skin.
“I thought **pant**pant** you hated me.”
“Does it feel like I hate you” Jun replies sucking on Toma’s collarbone, earning a giggle from him.
Some things never change. Like how Toma always ends up giving in to Jun. Some things do. Like how Arashi is now a 100% gay.
Title:Love is a Surprisingly Wondrous Thing (Ohmiya Sidestory)
Pairing: Ohmiya
Rating: G
Note: A sidestory to My Love Is A Wondrous Thing verse. It’s originally a Sakuraiba Story. With A JunMa Sidestory and now an Ohmiya one. ^_^
Nino was making use of the small television Sho’s father gave them in celebration of their debut by plugging in a Play Station and sparring in classic one-on-one, hard mode. His frustration was building as his life meter had already gone red, one more hit and he’d be dead whereas the game-player still had half his life meter full.
Nino became distinctly aware of a spectator that settled down beside him. At the back of his mind he could make the look of utter concentration with which his new spectator was watching him. Nino buckled up not wanting to make a fool of himself and gave up on defensive and put his hopes into attack mode as he backed away pressing the sequence of a particularly complicated special move. Fifteen presses of various buttons later his opponent on screen lay dead and he heard a clap from beside him.
“Satoshi get me water.” Nino said as the game chose his next opponent automatically and he got ready for the next fight. The boy beside him shuffled away and back and suddenly a straw was thrust in front of his face. Nino’s heart warmed with the gesture that Satoshi had thought about him to that extent. He opened his mouth to allow Satoshi to guide the straw into it. Once inside he closed his mouth and sucked letting the cool water quench the thirst in his dry throat. Satoshi held the bottle as he drank and put it away once he had dispelled the straw. Then he curled up with his knee pressed to his chest beside him as Nino’s character kept on aiming kicks and punches and shot fire at his opponent.
A comfortable silence fell around them disrupted only by the gore-ey sounds from the screen and the click of the controller buttons. During this time Satoshi sat beside him watching silently and Nino sidled unconsciously over to the ball of warmth that Satoshi was, leaning against him as he concentrated fully on the game. Eventually Satoshi shifted so that he was now behind him, legs on wither side and hand wrapped around his waist making a makeshift armchair for Nino.
Having been at it for two hours straight Nino’s eyes started to burn and he felt dizzy. Finally giving in he paused the game and leaned his head back on the shoulder of his improvised armchair with a sigh. Satoshi’s finger’s immediately curled through his hair combing it back and Nino sighed in the sheer comfort of it.
“I like you.” It fell so easily from his lips as Satoshi’s fingers continued sifting through his hair and with his eyes closed and body enveloped in warmth it felt like the perfect scenario from one of his fantasies.
“I like you too.” Came the easy reply and Nino put a hand on Satoshi’s knee, caressing it softly.
“Satoshi doesn’t understand.” He said sadly.
A chuckle resounded from behind him and a kiss graced his cheek.
“Maybe, it’s Kazu who misunderstands.” And Nino’s heart jolts with the implication not ready to believe it yet. Satoshi’s arms wrap tighter around him, pulling him close to his chest and he repeats it a second time, voice lower and husky.
“It’s definitely Kazu who misunderstands.”
And Kazu doesn’t anymore.
Title: Love is a Terrifyingly Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba and Junma (this chapter)
Rating:PG-13
When Sho walked into the room he found Arashi’s couch occupied with Jun, mouth working furiously on a Toma underneath. He really could have done without the aural aid of the purr of a zipper being pulled down or Toma moaning.
“OY! Why don’t you go traumatize 4tops or something?” Sho screamed at Jun who ignored him and continued pushing Toma’s shirt further and further up his stomach. Sho could guess that Jun was an exhibitionist but Toma too? Somehow the scrawny guy with that freakishly huge smile didn’t seem like the type.
Sho picked up a cushion (that Jun had kicked off the couch to make space) and threw it at the two, a befitting retribution for the disregard with which the cushion had been thrown away in the first place. Sho was feeling happy to have done the pillow (and his eyes) a great service when Jun finally looked up with a scowl, “Stop being such a prude. It’s nothing you haven’t done to Aiba.”
Sho’s face paled. He had never done such things with Aiba. But Jun had gone back to his ministrations before he could notice the change in the colour of Sho’s face. But Aiba did as he just entered the room at that moment and he could connect it with the only other thing in the room that could make Sho pale like that; Jun and Toma in a compromising position. Maybe Sho wasn’t into the whole MalexMale relationship. He pulled Sho out of the room before Jun had fully taken off Toma’s pants (and his own) not wanting Sho to face the reality of a relationship with a guy in complete rush of a shock. Aiba had put in a lot of effort to break Sho’s shell bit by bit. He didn’t want to tear it off and damage the delicate beginnings of a relationship that, the shell nurtured.
Aiba sighed. Why was it hard when it was about them? He looked at the Sho lost deep in his thoughts on a stair above his and sighed again. Why did Sho make it so hard? Was it that confusing for Sho? Maybe, just maybe the decision was a hard one. On one side was a girlfriend, a wife, boobs, kids and on the other was Aiba plain and probably troublesome. Maybe the things to be sacrificed for them were too great.
Surprisingly it was Sho who broke the silence, “Ne, Masaki. How can you be so sure about this, about us?”
That earned a chuckle from Aiba. “I’m baka remember? I don’t think. But instead...” He curled his fingers around Sho’s clasped hands, “I feel and when we’re holding hands like this or when you’re beside me like now I know I’m doing the right thing.”
Sho seemed confused and Aiba sighed again, “Sho-chan for just one second stop thinking about the future and think about now, right now. Do you feel hesitation when I do this?” Aiba leaned in to kiss Sho softly.
“No.”
“Neither do I and that’s enough for me. Is it enough for you? Is now enough for you?”
Sho intertwined their fingers firmly together and seemed hesitant before he finally pressed his lips against Aiba’s again. Sho’s disentangled his hand from Aiba’s and slides it up his arm to his shoulder and Aiba leans forward. Sho tilts his head and licks Aiba’s lips softly and unsurely and Aiba’s tongue was about to come out and join Sho’s when a loud gasp caught their attention.
They immediately broke apart to face a highly scandalized cleaning lady and Sho quickly scrambles up and runs away.
Aiba doesn’t smile or apologize to the lady. Because of her the confidence he’s worked so hard to build in Sho all these times just fell apart with a loud crash that broke his heart. When would Sho stop being afraid of loving him?
Title: Love Is An Insecurely Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba.
Rating: G
Note: My titles make no sense. Ignore.
The choreographer just left, after making sure that all of them had more or less picked up the choreography. Since they had a filming soon they were asked to stay back and wait for it here. During this little time Arashi decided to self practice, go over everything by themselves to make sure they remembered. However after just one successful trial Jun slung his towel over his shoulder and left.
It was just the four of them now. Aiba was feeling a little out of breath and he took a little rest as Sho continued going over his part and Ohno decided to look over Nino’s steps albeit a little ‘affectionately.’
Ohno grabbed Nino’s hips and angled it correctly because it was tilted incorrectly. Aiba does admit that Ohno doesn’t really need to mould Nino against him like that to correct him but everyone has their own methods, right? And Nino seems to be enjoying, grinning ear to ear as Ohno smiled mischievously.
Suddenly Sho cleared his throat.
“Ano Riida, is it okay for Jun to slack of like this.”
Aiba felt annoyed at Sho, he knew his real intention was to break apart the two affectionate dancers. What was his problem and Jun wasn’t even slacking off.
“Jun isn’t slacking off Sho.” Way to go Riida. There are some things that make Ohno Satoshi a good Riida and one of them was to be able to keep Sho under his respect, “It’s free time. He can spend it anyway he likes.”
“Yeah but-
“I know your worried but it’s perfectionist Jun I know he’ll be better than any of us here.” Not to mention Riida’s confidence in his teammates.
“But he should at least be with his bandmates. What if manager-san comes now we don’t know where he is.”
“Sho! Just Stop it.” This time it was Aiba. There are reasons why Ohno Satoshi is Riida and Aiba is not. That’s because Ohno Satoshi would never do what Aiba did next. “You know he’s with Toma. You and your homophobia is the reason why he can’t spend time here with him. He’s in 4tops dressing room. You know why? Because at least, at least there they don’t look down on gays. You’re the worst. Hypocrite!”
Aiba was at the verge of tears, his voice choking and he left the dressing room in his fit, coughing and feeling terribly out of breath. He stopped when he was far away from the rehearsal room, far away from three very bewildered (one of which was mildly hurt) bandmates.
He couldn’t stop panting. When had he become so weak? Was this mess with Sho really draining so much from him that he couldn’t handle a little yelling session? He felt bad for yelling at Sho and a sinking feeling overcame him. Honestly he should have kept his mouth shut and let Riida handle it but there was a part of him that felt Sho deserved it.
After having calmed down he heard footsteps, heavy ones and Sho was suddenly in front of him and he looked very angry.
“I AM NOT HOMOPHOBIC! I LOVE YOU AIBA! YOU IDIOT! But do you SEE why I was SO VERY reluctant? We’re not even officially in a relationship and it’s already affecting our friendship. I don’t want to lose you through some fling.”
Finally having expressed himself clearly to Aiba, Sho stormed off.
“You don’t need a fling to lose me just continue being an asshole and you’ll achieve it.” Aiba called after the disappearing Sho, who looked back with the dirtiest look possible, “Ditto Aiba, Ditto.”
Title: Love is An Instinctively Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba, Ohmiya and JunMa
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I only wish and imagine
All through the week a cold war prevailed between Sho and Aiba. Nino and Jun looked on with increasing worry at them as they’d just stopped rehearsals because Aiba refused to link hands with Sho during a step. Ohno was busy contemplating a new array of steps to replace the problematic one.
“So why are they fighting again?” Toma confused by his boyfriends absent during his break came to find him himself and was now part of the sombre audience.
“Because...I don’t really know. Why are they fighting?”
Jun sighed, rubbing his temples, “Because Sho’s too chicken to make things official between them.”
“Really? That stupid a reason?”
“Yeah.” Nino and Jun replied simultaneously.
As Aiba and Sho looked about ready to start at each other’s throats, Nino seemed to snap and was about storm up to them and make them kiss forcefully if need be when two pairs of arms closed around his middle.
“Cool it honey. You can’t force a fight to end.”
“Wanna see me try?”
Ohno chuckled, planting a kiss on the back of Nino’s hand, “ At least Kazu, you shouldn’t interfere.”
“But rehearsals!”
“I know, we’ll get them done in time but they need to come out of it by themselves. And when they will their relationship will be stronger for it.”
“How can you be so certain, smarty pants?”
“Cause they love each other, Kazu.”
From the corner Jun and Toma were looking at this exchange, “Ohno-san, you are amazing!” Toma exclaimed eyes shining bright in his admiration.
“Oy! I can say sappy things too.” Jun grumbled.
“I know.” Toma grinned at him, patting his head affectionately and Jun grumbled some more trying to hide his blush behind his annoyed glare.
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Next day saw two very ashamed idols apologizing profusely to their bandmates for having hampered rehearsals. Pats on the back and repeated reassurances later they started from where they had left of with Aiba finally agreeing to hold Sho’s hand.
His heart clenched, when he did reminiscing the times when they’d done it out of compassion rather than obligation; embarrassed touches, light ghosting caresses Aiba wasn’t ready to give that up but maybe it was not the time to breach the subject because they’d probably fight again and he’ll only end up missing Sho. He finally accepted Sho’s way of how things should be ad by the end of the day they were talking even if it was only to ask for a glass of water.
Aiba sighed as even his friendly conversation with Sho came to an end and he yearned for the retreating back to come to him and embrace him. But as expected it didn’t. Aiba’s mind replayed the time Sho had confessed in his fit of rage and wondered if Sho just said that or if he really meant it. Aiba ended up convincing himself that Sho’s word were full of bull crap because no way would Sho feel miserable like he was at not having Aiba around.
Aiba stretches his fingers out, being friends wasn’t bad. No, it was good. Who knows maybe in Sho’s ‘prudeness incorporated’ book friendship was the first step. A step he’d taken a few years ago but those were just details after all.
“Ohno-san.”
“Yes?” He turned to Nino who was playing with his gameboy. Nino reached out one hand distractedly groping the air for a moment before it made awkward contact with Ohno’s cheek and he pushed Ohno’s head to the other direction.
“Yes?” Ohno repeated now to the correct person.
“Ohno san,” Toma continued, “Ohno-san is it really alright to not do anything?”
Ohno scratched his head confusedly, “Uh...I’m not really very sure.”
Nino suddenly threw down his DS, “I KNEW Oh-chan coming up with a good idea was too good to be true.” Nino said smacking the back of Ohno’s head. Ohno rubbed the sore spot on his scalp before pouting down at the floor, “Love is supposed to prevail all.” He mumbled.
“Where do you come up with such sappy lines?” Nino sighed and Ohno looked about ready to cry.
“But Kazu why are you so sceptical of the power of love, isn’t that what brought us together?” Nino facepalmed before whispering through the corner of his lips, “Not here...it turns me on.”
Ohno grinned, he knew Kazu liked his sappiness. “If it’s turning you on then let’s go take a shower or something.” Ohno chirped dragging Nino with him who blushed muttering under his breath but let himself be dragged.
Toma still looked worried and Jun sighed speaking up for the first time, “Relax baby.” He whispered nuzzling into his neck, “Alone time.”
Jun grunted in annoyance when Toma pushed him away, “But Sho and Aiba-chan. I can’t help worrying.”
“You should worry about how you are in a compromising position on the floor of an unlocked and frequently used room.”
Indeed Toma found his back against the cold floor of Arashi’s rehearsal room with Jun’s body half draped over his and hands on either side of his head, “Now I feel uneasy for completely a different reason.” Toma grinned at Jun who grinned back kissing him softly. But to his surprise Jun didn’t attack his mouth; he simply put his head lightly on Toma’s chest and fingered his collar, “I can’t help worrying either.”
He sighed.
Toma chuckled, the reverberations rocking Jun slightly as Toma threaded his fingers through his hair.
“Let’s depend on Ohno’s instincts.”
“Last time we did that Aiba broke a thumb.”
“Are you sure you weren’t just following Aiba’s instincts?”
“...”
Toma chuckled again, “Thought as much.”
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating: G
Summary: Aiba falls in love and fate fulfills it.
“Are you okay, Aiba-kun?”
Aiba looks up from where he’s fallen to give that deep, wondrous voice a face.
“Baka.” The pitch much higher this time and Nino’s hands make contact with the top of his head and he flinches. By the time he recovers, there’s another hand in front of his face, much bigger, more muscular than the one that hit him.
He takes it and is helped to stand up, for the first time seeing the spikey blond hair in total mess with the round face from whose head it sprouts from. Aiba smiles but with the way their still holding hands, he actually blushes and suddenly the boy is pulled from in front of him and Nino is chiding him for taking up his time.
He’s seen him around the corridors before. Sakurai Sho. But Somehow seeing him from up close Aiba felt like it was the first time he’s actually met him.
Aiba notices Sho from then on. In fact he’s with Nino many times. Why hasn’t he noticed him before? So strange. He wants to make acquaintances now but Nino’s not the sort to actually initiate a relationship between two people. He leaves them to their business.
If he wants to make friends either of them would have to approach each other. He’s heard Sho is really smart so he couldn’t muster up the courage.
Love is a many wondrous thing. Aiba thinks. Actually he quotes the only thing he’s ever read about love. Actually, he’s heard it being sung by his mother. With Johnny’s, slam dunk, school and Initial D, Gundam one really does not have time for love stories unless of course it’s those Moe mangas with those really tiny girls with really big boobs.
But there’s a reason Aiba is thinking about love because he’s suddenly come back from Hawaii, had a great vacation and debuted with Sakurai Sho. (there are others he’s sure) Love really does magic, it’s a sign of his pure pure love that he’s ended up with Sho but then he notices Jun caressing Toma’s cheek softly, both looking at each other with regret and Aiba thinks that maybe it isn’t love but just fate. But he could turn it into love all the same.
But seriously how could he? If all Sho would do is study during breaks. He still can’t gather enough courage (or good excuses) to interrupt the completely focused Sakurai. But he’s taken to sitting around when Sho is there. Sometimes rejected Jun’s offer to do something more fun to be with Sho...more like beside him.
Sho asks him to get water one day. Strikes up a conversation when he does and Aiba is happy, deliriously so. It seems like they have a lot to talk about, when Aiba thinks about it he should have known. They share a life now, at least a part of their goals are one and that somehow brings people closer no matter how different they are inside.
Aiba later discovers that Sho can be a lot of fun too, once he’s used to being an idol, once it’s summer break, once they’re all comfortable and Aiba finds that now they can all communicate with each other. Even that shy Ohno-kun. Correction, their newly appointed leader is talking and joking and Nino makes fun of him for being leader and Aiba joins in the laughter that ensues due to the blush in Ohno’s cheek. Jun’s taken a habit of repeating everything Sho says. And Nino makes fun of that too and now everyone laughs as Jun blushes, threatens to go away when Ohno puts a comforting hand around him, saying he empathizes since they were in the same boat.
Sho holds his hand and Aiba is pleasantly and oh so joyously surprised. Aiba blushes but none of the other three notices as they’re busy tackling each other on the floor. Usually he’d be there with them but he sacrifices it in favour of tightening his fingers around Sho’s and this time it’s only Sho’s soft chuckle as he turned pink.
Title: Love Is A Much Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating:PG
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Please don't sue
Note: Sequel to Love is a Many Wondrous Thing
Sho’s hand was warm and he liked how Sho would casually wind it around his body. The warmth would spread around his skin until he felt happy and fluttery inside. They held hands often and Sho would often sit with his back against Aiba and read but they weren’t nearly as physical as Ohno and Nino.
He wondered what Sho would think if he tackled him to the ground. Aiba felt that Sho would like it but he never got to find that out practically. Nothing in his mind seemed like a good time or place to tackle Sho or jump onto his back or to kiss his lips.
Kiss.
That’s been missing.
Aiba wasn’t sure if he should be the one to make the first move. Sho seemed like the kind of person who wouldn’t like a domineering partner. But Aiba was getting impatient. Sometimes pressed knees and interlinked fingers weren’t enough to battle his insecurities. But his insecurities were never enough to overcome his uncertainty. What a mess.
In times like these he’d curl his fingers into the hair pooling around Sho’s nape and sidle suggestively close but the idiot would only smile and press their foreheads together before returning to a book or lyrics. Aiba would sigh and lean backwards onto his hands conjuring up images of kicking Sho then kissing the bruises better.
Aiba walked to a more deserted part of the Jimusho to sulk because Nino said Aiba openly sulking meant something was seriously wrong with this world and hence the tension in the dressing room would drop drastically. Trudging slowly and caught up in his thoughts Aiba didn’t notice the telltale signs of human activity to where he was headed. Therefore he was faced with the horrible, horrible shock of catching Jun devouring Toma’s face and neck.
What the HELL? Even the kids know how to make out and all that stupid, stupid Keio Boy of his can do are forehead presses. He hurried back towards the dressing room seething with anger and sexual frustration when aforementioned stupid, stupid Keio boy appeared suddenly.
“Ah...Aiba-kun I was looking for you. Could you look into th-
Aiba cut him off with his lips. Pressing hard into the unmoving lips he grabbed Sho’s hands, not caring if he crumpled up the paper in the process. Aiba would have loved for it to go on forever and ever but then all the idiot was doing was standing so he retracted unsurely. The stupid, really who are these people Keio accepts these days, only looked dazedly at Aiba for a second before straightening out his crumpled paper forlornly and walking away.
Disappointment washed over Aiba as he leaned dejectedly against the wall worried that he blew it in his rush. But then he was slammed fully against the wall, shoulders under a tight grip and plump full lips pressing into his.
So he had been wrong. Sho does like domineering partners. Or maybe his dense skull just needed a little push.
Title: Love is a Sort Of Wondrous Thing (JunMa SideStory)
Pairing: JunMa (mentions of Sakuraiba and established Ohmiya)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don’t claim nothing but the plot
Note: For Some Reason I like this verse. So I’ve made a sidestory. This particular one is for miquilis because she deserves fic. I’ll be doing an Ohmiya sidestory next which will NOT be dedicated to miquilis for fear of her rubbing her runny nose with it (if and when she gets a runny nose)
Jun wandered through the halls of his school very much aware of how he was the receiving end of all those admiring glances. He’s always wanted a high school romance but this admiration was so superficial it really seriously bugged him. Suffice to say his high school was almost ending and he still hasn’t had a romance.
Life as an idol sucks. So many people love you for so many wrong reasons that it’s impossible to love them back, at least in that way. He bumps into someone then. Irritation bubbled slowly inside him and forming venom on his lips but then he realized to whom the cheerful smile belonged to.
Toma.
They had been friends before. Maybe even now they are friends. Jun’s anger dissipates and he accepts his notebooks as Toma walks away.
He had a crush on Toma when they were in MAIN together. At that time to his little self, boy or girl didn’t matter. He wasn’t aware of society then. There are some, he thinks with a shake of his head at his baka bandmates, to whom society doesn’t even matter now. Question was, did society matter to him?
He looked back and caught Toma’s back disappearing around the corner. Something had happened, they had grown apart in the last few years. Unmatched schedules, different bands, different commitments had forced them apart. If that hadn’t happened would things be different between them? Would then, Arashi be a 100% gay storm? He was a lone 20% struggling after all. Why was he? It would be so much easier to find someone within the Jimusho who would know how he’s feeling, how’s it like being an idol. He looks at the empty corner round which Toma disappear. He could find someone who he’s known for a long time, who he could trust.
Jun notices Toma more after that. Somehow even though he was just a scrawny little kid back then, he remembers so distinctly being with Toma, playing with him, napping with him during breaks, fighting with him and always wanting to be with him even if he tended to crawl under his skin and annoy him at times, actually most of the time. Maybe he was just a little kid but Toma was his first love and it comes back to him now that he had a chance to think about it. Maybe the fact that he’s never had a high school romance was because that at some level his heart had decided on one person already, his brain just took longer to decipher the decision, that and his gay bandmates sucked at giving relationship advice.
He observed Aiba struggle to push forward his relationship with Sho. Why was it so hard for Aiba to express what he wanted? They were already sort of together but Sho never seemed too comfortable with the part where Aiba was a guy. Jun didn’t doubt Sho loved Aiba but maybe the thought of being with a guy took some time to get used to, especially for someone who’s been straight all his life.
Like him.
But if he was love with Toma since he was thirteen was he really straight all his life? It was so easy to imagine being with him it scared Jun how much he’s grown to want it. Would he, like Aiba wait for the other party to come to him?
But if he did that, Toma would never notice him. And Jun wants to be noticed, now. Jun’s been told he’s impulsive and maybe a little stupid although he wouldn’t admit to the last one.
He storms right upto the 4tops rehearsal rooms and there’s music inside and what is undoubtedly Toma giving instructions. He stops and smiles at how much the kid has blossomed. Toma’s always been sort of leader-ish. That’s why they had clashed so much before. But deep down Jun knew Toma would make an awesome leader. Now especially that he had grown more mature and understanding and more knowledge and experience to pass on.
He waits for their break and somewhere between fidgeting outside their door and practising his confession Jun loses heart. He’s leaving when the door opens and he hears panting behind him and a ‘Matte.’ Before he turns around and faces him Toma in his sex appeal in all it’s glory. Has he mentioned in all of this how awesomely hot Toma’s gotten?
Hair wet and sweat dripping from the ends of his curls as he wipes his face with a towel and hangs it on his shoulder, ruffling up his hair with one end in a vain battle to dry it. He’s taken to wearing tank tops which just hugs his body shaping it in all it’s perfection, sinewy arms exposed that lead to a sinfully long, pale neck. His chest heaving Toma’saying something but it only registers in Jun head how low and husky that voice is, tired and exhausted. Heat pools in his stomach and when Toma approaches him he reaches a decision.
He grabs Toma’s hand faintly aware of the surprise and protests that fall from Toma’s lips but Toma follows him more or less willingly to the more unused part of the Jimusho that was kept dedicated to the DaiSempai.
He pushes him against a wall and Toma looks bewildered though doesn’t say anything to express it. Jun presses up against him making his intention clear and for one moment he caresses Toma’s cheek still damp, looking into his eyes for a permission he’s never before this thought he’d want. Toma looks back blankly and Jun’s fingers suddenly make contact with Toma’s lips, so very soft and smooth and for a moment Jun can only think how wonderful it would feel against his own.
It does and so much better than his imagination could have provided. Toma’s already worked up with all that dancing and hip shaking from before and Jun just naturally has a lot of sexual energy, the kiss builds heat pretty quick. Jun has his tongue up against Toma’s within seconds and Toma winds his hands around Jun bringing them closer as Jun grips his hip.
They angle their heads with Toma changing his tilt every few seconds, breaking the kiss repeatedly but Jun gripss the back of his dripping hair and tilted his head in a way that would give him maximum access to the sweetness of Toma’s mouth. Toma loses breath soon and Jun gives mercy, moving his ministration down to Toma’s neck.
Toma moans panting heavily as Jun takes nips all over the beautiful neck and admiring how accurate he had been in predicting the amazingness that was Toma’s skin.
“I thought **pant**pant** you hated me.”
“Does it feel like I hate you” Jun replies sucking on Toma’s collarbone, earning a giggle from him.
Some things never change. Like how Toma always ends up giving in to Jun. Some things do. Like how Arashi is now a 100% gay.
Title:Love is a Surprisingly Wondrous Thing (Ohmiya Sidestory)
Pairing: Ohmiya
Rating: G
Note: A sidestory to My Love Is A Wondrous Thing verse. It’s originally a Sakuraiba Story. With A JunMa Sidestory and now an Ohmiya one. ^_^
Nino was making use of the small television Sho’s father gave them in celebration of their debut by plugging in a Play Station and sparring in classic one-on-one, hard mode. His frustration was building as his life meter had already gone red, one more hit and he’d be dead whereas the game-player still had half his life meter full.
Nino became distinctly aware of a spectator that settled down beside him. At the back of his mind he could make the look of utter concentration with which his new spectator was watching him. Nino buckled up not wanting to make a fool of himself and gave up on defensive and put his hopes into attack mode as he backed away pressing the sequence of a particularly complicated special move. Fifteen presses of various buttons later his opponent on screen lay dead and he heard a clap from beside him.
“Satoshi get me water.” Nino said as the game chose his next opponent automatically and he got ready for the next fight. The boy beside him shuffled away and back and suddenly a straw was thrust in front of his face. Nino’s heart warmed with the gesture that Satoshi had thought about him to that extent. He opened his mouth to allow Satoshi to guide the straw into it. Once inside he closed his mouth and sucked letting the cool water quench the thirst in his dry throat. Satoshi held the bottle as he drank and put it away once he had dispelled the straw. Then he curled up with his knee pressed to his chest beside him as Nino’s character kept on aiming kicks and punches and shot fire at his opponent.
A comfortable silence fell around them disrupted only by the gore-ey sounds from the screen and the click of the controller buttons. During this time Satoshi sat beside him watching silently and Nino sidled unconsciously over to the ball of warmth that Satoshi was, leaning against him as he concentrated fully on the game. Eventually Satoshi shifted so that he was now behind him, legs on wither side and hand wrapped around his waist making a makeshift armchair for Nino.
Having been at it for two hours straight Nino’s eyes started to burn and he felt dizzy. Finally giving in he paused the game and leaned his head back on the shoulder of his improvised armchair with a sigh. Satoshi’s finger’s immediately curled through his hair combing it back and Nino sighed in the sheer comfort of it.
“I like you.” It fell so easily from his lips as Satoshi’s fingers continued sifting through his hair and with his eyes closed and body enveloped in warmth it felt like the perfect scenario from one of his fantasies.
“I like you too.” Came the easy reply and Nino put a hand on Satoshi’s knee, caressing it softly.
“Satoshi doesn’t understand.” He said sadly.
A chuckle resounded from behind him and a kiss graced his cheek.
“Maybe, it’s Kazu who misunderstands.” And Nino’s heart jolts with the implication not ready to believe it yet. Satoshi’s arms wrap tighter around him, pulling him close to his chest and he repeats it a second time, voice lower and husky.
“It’s definitely Kazu who misunderstands.”
And Kazu doesn’t anymore.
Title: Love is a Terrifyingly Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba and Junma (this chapter)
Rating:PG-13
When Sho walked into the room he found Arashi’s couch occupied with Jun, mouth working furiously on a Toma underneath. He really could have done without the aural aid of the purr of a zipper being pulled down or Toma moaning.
“OY! Why don’t you go traumatize 4tops or something?” Sho screamed at Jun who ignored him and continued pushing Toma’s shirt further and further up his stomach. Sho could guess that Jun was an exhibitionist but Toma too? Somehow the scrawny guy with that freakishly huge smile didn’t seem like the type.
Sho picked up a cushion (that Jun had kicked off the couch to make space) and threw it at the two, a befitting retribution for the disregard with which the cushion had been thrown away in the first place. Sho was feeling happy to have done the pillow (and his eyes) a great service when Jun finally looked up with a scowl, “Stop being such a prude. It’s nothing you haven’t done to Aiba.”
Sho’s face paled. He had never done such things with Aiba. But Jun had gone back to his ministrations before he could notice the change in the colour of Sho’s face. But Aiba did as he just entered the room at that moment and he could connect it with the only other thing in the room that could make Sho pale like that; Jun and Toma in a compromising position. Maybe Sho wasn’t into the whole MalexMale relationship. He pulled Sho out of the room before Jun had fully taken off Toma’s pants (and his own) not wanting Sho to face the reality of a relationship with a guy in complete rush of a shock. Aiba had put in a lot of effort to break Sho’s shell bit by bit. He didn’t want to tear it off and damage the delicate beginnings of a relationship that, the shell nurtured.
Aiba sighed. Why was it hard when it was about them? He looked at the Sho lost deep in his thoughts on a stair above his and sighed again. Why did Sho make it so hard? Was it that confusing for Sho? Maybe, just maybe the decision was a hard one. On one side was a girlfriend, a wife, boobs, kids and on the other was Aiba plain and probably troublesome. Maybe the things to be sacrificed for them were too great.
Surprisingly it was Sho who broke the silence, “Ne, Masaki. How can you be so sure about this, about us?”
That earned a chuckle from Aiba. “I’m baka remember? I don’t think. But instead...” He curled his fingers around Sho’s clasped hands, “I feel and when we’re holding hands like this or when you’re beside me like now I know I’m doing the right thing.”
Sho seemed confused and Aiba sighed again, “Sho-chan for just one second stop thinking about the future and think about now, right now. Do you feel hesitation when I do this?” Aiba leaned in to kiss Sho softly.
“No.”
“Neither do I and that’s enough for me. Is it enough for you? Is now enough for you?”
Sho intertwined their fingers firmly together and seemed hesitant before he finally pressed his lips against Aiba’s again. Sho’s disentangled his hand from Aiba’s and slides it up his arm to his shoulder and Aiba leans forward. Sho tilts his head and licks Aiba’s lips softly and unsurely and Aiba’s tongue was about to come out and join Sho’s when a loud gasp caught their attention.
They immediately broke apart to face a highly scandalized cleaning lady and Sho quickly scrambles up and runs away.
Aiba doesn’t smile or apologize to the lady. Because of her the confidence he’s worked so hard to build in Sho all these times just fell apart with a loud crash that broke his heart. When would Sho stop being afraid of loving him?
Title: Love Is An Insecurely Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba.
Rating: G
Note: My titles make no sense. Ignore.
The choreographer just left, after making sure that all of them had more or less picked up the choreography. Since they had a filming soon they were asked to stay back and wait for it here. During this little time Arashi decided to self practice, go over everything by themselves to make sure they remembered. However after just one successful trial Jun slung his towel over his shoulder and left.
It was just the four of them now. Aiba was feeling a little out of breath and he took a little rest as Sho continued going over his part and Ohno decided to look over Nino’s steps albeit a little ‘affectionately.’
Ohno grabbed Nino’s hips and angled it correctly because it was tilted incorrectly. Aiba does admit that Ohno doesn’t really need to mould Nino against him like that to correct him but everyone has their own methods, right? And Nino seems to be enjoying, grinning ear to ear as Ohno smiled mischievously.
Suddenly Sho cleared his throat.
“Ano Riida, is it okay for Jun to slack of like this.”
Aiba felt annoyed at Sho, he knew his real intention was to break apart the two affectionate dancers. What was his problem and Jun wasn’t even slacking off.
“Jun isn’t slacking off Sho.” Way to go Riida. There are some things that make Ohno Satoshi a good Riida and one of them was to be able to keep Sho under his respect, “It’s free time. He can spend it anyway he likes.”
“Yeah but-
“I know your worried but it’s perfectionist Jun I know he’ll be better than any of us here.” Not to mention Riida’s confidence in his teammates.
“But he should at least be with his bandmates. What if manager-san comes now we don’t know where he is.”
“Sho! Just Stop it.” This time it was Aiba. There are reasons why Ohno Satoshi is Riida and Aiba is not. That’s because Ohno Satoshi would never do what Aiba did next. “You know he’s with Toma. You and your homophobia is the reason why he can’t spend time here with him. He’s in 4tops dressing room. You know why? Because at least, at least there they don’t look down on gays. You’re the worst. Hypocrite!”
Aiba was at the verge of tears, his voice choking and he left the dressing room in his fit, coughing and feeling terribly out of breath. He stopped when he was far away from the rehearsal room, far away from three very bewildered (one of which was mildly hurt) bandmates.
He couldn’t stop panting. When had he become so weak? Was this mess with Sho really draining so much from him that he couldn’t handle a little yelling session? He felt bad for yelling at Sho and a sinking feeling overcame him. Honestly he should have kept his mouth shut and let Riida handle it but there was a part of him that felt Sho deserved it.
After having calmed down he heard footsteps, heavy ones and Sho was suddenly in front of him and he looked very angry.
“I AM NOT HOMOPHOBIC! I LOVE YOU AIBA! YOU IDIOT! But do you SEE why I was SO VERY reluctant? We’re not even officially in a relationship and it’s already affecting our friendship. I don’t want to lose you through some fling.”
Finally having expressed himself clearly to Aiba, Sho stormed off.
“You don’t need a fling to lose me just continue being an asshole and you’ll achieve it.” Aiba called after the disappearing Sho, who looked back with the dirtiest look possible, “Ditto Aiba, Ditto.”
Title: Love is An Instinctively Wondrous Thing
Pairing: Sakuraiba, Ohmiya and JunMa
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I only wish and imagine
All through the week a cold war prevailed between Sho and Aiba. Nino and Jun looked on with increasing worry at them as they’d just stopped rehearsals because Aiba refused to link hands with Sho during a step. Ohno was busy contemplating a new array of steps to replace the problematic one.
“So why are they fighting again?” Toma confused by his boyfriends absent during his break came to find him himself and was now part of the sombre audience.
“Because...I don’t really know. Why are they fighting?”
Jun sighed, rubbing his temples, “Because Sho’s too chicken to make things official between them.”
“Really? That stupid a reason?”
“Yeah.” Nino and Jun replied simultaneously.
As Aiba and Sho looked about ready to start at each other’s throats, Nino seemed to snap and was about storm up to them and make them kiss forcefully if need be when two pairs of arms closed around his middle.
“Cool it honey. You can’t force a fight to end.”
“Wanna see me try?”
Ohno chuckled, planting a kiss on the back of Nino’s hand, “ At least Kazu, you shouldn’t interfere.”
“But rehearsals!”
“I know, we’ll get them done in time but they need to come out of it by themselves. And when they will their relationship will be stronger for it.”
“How can you be so certain, smarty pants?”
“Cause they love each other, Kazu.”
From the corner Jun and Toma were looking at this exchange, “Ohno-san, you are amazing!” Toma exclaimed eyes shining bright in his admiration.
“Oy! I can say sappy things too.” Jun grumbled.
“I know.” Toma grinned at him, patting his head affectionately and Jun grumbled some more trying to hide his blush behind his annoyed glare.
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Next day saw two very ashamed idols apologizing profusely to their bandmates for having hampered rehearsals. Pats on the back and repeated reassurances later they started from where they had left of with Aiba finally agreeing to hold Sho’s hand.
His heart clenched, when he did reminiscing the times when they’d done it out of compassion rather than obligation; embarrassed touches, light ghosting caresses Aiba wasn’t ready to give that up but maybe it was not the time to breach the subject because they’d probably fight again and he’ll only end up missing Sho. He finally accepted Sho’s way of how things should be ad by the end of the day they were talking even if it was only to ask for a glass of water.
Aiba sighed as even his friendly conversation with Sho came to an end and he yearned for the retreating back to come to him and embrace him. But as expected it didn’t. Aiba’s mind replayed the time Sho had confessed in his fit of rage and wondered if Sho just said that or if he really meant it. Aiba ended up convincing himself that Sho’s word were full of bull crap because no way would Sho feel miserable like he was at not having Aiba around.
Aiba stretches his fingers out, being friends wasn’t bad. No, it was good. Who knows maybe in Sho’s ‘prudeness incorporated’ book friendship was the first step. A step he’d taken a few years ago but those were just details after all.
“Ohno-san.”
“Yes?” He turned to Nino who was playing with his gameboy. Nino reached out one hand distractedly groping the air for a moment before it made awkward contact with Ohno’s cheek and he pushed Ohno’s head to the other direction.
“Yes?” Ohno repeated now to the correct person.
“Ohno san,” Toma continued, “Ohno-san is it really alright to not do anything?”
Ohno scratched his head confusedly, “Uh...I’m not really very sure.”
Nino suddenly threw down his DS, “I KNEW Oh-chan coming up with a good idea was too good to be true.” Nino said smacking the back of Ohno’s head. Ohno rubbed the sore spot on his scalp before pouting down at the floor, “Love is supposed to prevail all.” He mumbled.
“Where do you come up with such sappy lines?” Nino sighed and Ohno looked about ready to cry.
“But Kazu why are you so sceptical of the power of love, isn’t that what brought us together?” Nino facepalmed before whispering through the corner of his lips, “Not here...it turns me on.”
Ohno grinned, he knew Kazu liked his sappiness. “If it’s turning you on then let’s go take a shower or something.” Ohno chirped dragging Nino with him who blushed muttering under his breath but let himself be dragged.
Toma still looked worried and Jun sighed speaking up for the first time, “Relax baby.” He whispered nuzzling into his neck, “Alone time.”
Jun grunted in annoyance when Toma pushed him away, “But Sho and Aiba-chan. I can’t help worrying.”
“You should worry about how you are in a compromising position on the floor of an unlocked and frequently used room.”
Indeed Toma found his back against the cold floor of Arashi’s rehearsal room with Jun’s body half draped over his and hands on either side of his head, “Now I feel uneasy for completely a different reason.” Toma grinned at Jun who grinned back kissing him softly. But to his surprise Jun didn’t attack his mouth; he simply put his head lightly on Toma’s chest and fingered his collar, “I can’t help worrying either.”
He sighed.
Toma chuckled, the reverberations rocking Jun slightly as Toma threaded his fingers through his hair.
“Let’s depend on Ohno’s instincts.”
“Last time we did that Aiba broke a thumb.”
“Are you sure you weren’t just following Aiba’s instincts?”
“...”
Toma chuckled again, “Thought as much.”