Now and Forever...Itsumademo... - Chapter 15B
Title: Now and Forever…いつまでも…
Author: Mayonaka no Taiyou/Unare Haineko
Pairing: [Juntoshi] Matsumoto Jun x Ohno Satoshi
Rating: R-ish.
Summary: This story follows Ayumu, a more or less normal child born in 2012, three years after the ending of ‘Kodoku kara Umareta Ai’ (which you can read here). His parents, Jun and Ohno, are everything but ‘normal’ in their often unconventional attempts to deal with some of the challenges of parenthood as they try to ‘blend in’ with ‘normal people’.
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Daisuke was waiting in the dark corner next to the elevator when he heard a door suddenly open and a figure ran out into the hallway. It was Nino with his shirt open and his pants barely hanging onto his slim waist as he ran out of suite 11. Red lights were flashing as Nino slammed the door closed. Daisuke ducked into the shadows behind a plant. He watched while Nino searched frantically for the exit. Nino was running down towards the exit when suddenly a formidable woman seemed to appear out of nowhere in the doorway.
“Where are you going, hospes?” asked a large woman, blocking the exit.
“I’m done. I have another appointment I need to be at-“ panted Nino, stopping.
“Already? But surely your needs have not been satisfied and here at Host Club NOZOKI that is our utmost priority-“
“I don’t mind-“
“Nonsense…”
Fuck! It’s Kakia! Run, Kazu-san!
Then just when things could not get any worse, Daisuke heard the sound of Kei’s leather shoes coming down the metal fire escape.
Uh oh…!
Daisuke pressed himself against the wall and watched as Kei walked into the hallway from behind Nino.
“Ka...Kaki…Kakio…Kakia? Is that supposed to be a Japanese name?” asked Nino reading her name plate.
“Kakia is my new name.”
“Unusual name…” Nino said, trying to stall while he tried to think of a way out.
“It means ‘vice’.”
“Vice…? Like ‘second in command’?”
“Not that kind of ‘vice’! Vice as in the corruption of virtue!” snapped Kakia.
Kei was approaching Nino from behind and Daisuke felt his chest tighten.
“Thanks. I’ve never really had an assistant, but you’re pretty good….”
Kazu-san…
Daisuke scooted out the door Kei had come out of and let himself into the storage closet. He scanned the power panel and killed the power on that floor.
I’ve only got about 30 seconds before Kakia’s eyes will adjust…
Everything went dark and Daisuke sprinted out into the hallway and grabbed Nino by the hand.
“Shh. Follow me,” he whispered, pulling Nino away from Kakia and into a room to the left.
Daisuke pulled Nino through a passage that opened up in the wall. Nino barely had time to register what was happening. He could not see very well as he had lost one contact in his scuffle with Reiya. He followed his helper through the narrow pitch black passage. He bumped into the walls from time to time and finally after a few minutes, he was yanked forcefully forward. Daisuke slid open another panel in the wall and shoved Nino in front of him.
“Go and don’t come back,” whispered Daisuke, sinking back into the shadows and closing the door behind Nino.
“Wait!” Nino said turning around, but all he was met with was a wall. The opening had melted seamlessly back into the wall and Nino was alone.
The person who helped him escape was gone. Nino looked around. The room was dark, but a sliver of light underneath the door to the right. When Nino turned the knob, he found that he was outside of the club in a deserted alley.
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Daisuke ran down the stairs and out onto the main road, where he took a taxi back to Nino’s apartment.
What am I doing?! Why did I help him?! More importantly, I gotta get back there before Kazu-san…
Daisuke stared at his reflection in the window as it began to rain.
“This wasn’t what we agreed on!”
“But I just want a quickie-“
“No!”
“Aw, come on, I did what you told me at the restaurant! I treated you nice, said all the things you told me to say. I even improvised-“
“You weren’t supposed to improvise! You were supposed to stick to the topics I told you!”
“I tried to be romantic! It’s not my thing!”
“What is your ‘thing’?”
“One-night stands! Flings with married women for money! I don’t do commitment. It’s part of the job. I have to be available or at least appear that way. Haven’t you ever seen ‘Tokyo Tower’?”
“Huh?”
“Do you even know who I’m supposed to be?”
“Matsu…moto…Jun…?”
“Do you even know anything about him?”
“No. They just told me to pick whichever of the lookalikes I wanted and that you would help me.”
“Why didn’t you pick 008?”
“He was too real. I didn’t want to seem obvious! You’ve never had plastic surgery have you?”
“No, but that’s not the point-“
“It is! I just needed someone who looked like him. Kazu-san doesn’t like him for some reason. I thought if I went on a date with you-“
“What about Ohno Satoshi?”
“Huh?”
“Don’t tell me you never knew whose face you have!”
“Then it was you who brought the guy with the kid-“
“Pft! That wasn’t me! I thought that was part of your plan or your stupid employer’s plan. Imagine my shock when I saw the real Ohno Satoshi with his kid. I was almost traumatized. Good thing I recover quickly. Now about my reward…the least you could do is give me a blow job or something. Oh, don’t make that face. If you don’t wanna do it, then let me fuck your ass…”
Daisuke ran into the apartment after he paid the driver and into his room. He unlocked the drawer and wrapped his precious box in a towel, stuffing it under a pile of clothes. He knew that Nino would never do a load of laundry on his own. No sooner had he moved his box that he heard the front door open.
“Oh-chan!” yelled Nino.
Daisuke quickly finished changing his clothes and sprayed himself with cologne.
“Yes?” asked Daisuke, running out into the hallway.
“Cook me something,” he commanded crankily.
“Okay. What would you like?” asked Daisuke, pulling his apron off the door.
“I dunno. I don’t care,” Nino sighed.
“Kazu-san, what happened?” asked Daisuke in horror as he looked at Nino.
The celebrity gamer flopped himself onto the chair at the dining table and lit up a cigarette.
“Had a small run-in with someone…”
Daisuke had not realized it at the host club, but Nino’s shirt was completely lacking in buttons. He had scratches on his chest and bruises on his wrists. There was a giant hickey on his neck and a few drops of blood on his trousers.
“Are you alright?” asked Daisuke, taking out a package of yakisoba noodles and a packet of chazuke seasoning from the refrigerator.
“Yeah…” exhaled Nino, flicking his ashes into a tin can on the countertop.
Daisuke chopped up a small section of cabbage and some thinly sliced pork before stir-frying the two in some hot soybean oil.
“Do you want me to fix your shirt?” asked Daisuke, adding the noodles.
“Can you?” asked Nino, looking at the ripped shirt, holding out hope that his shirt might be saved.
“I can try,” Daisuke offered, placing the seasoning in and covering the noodles. “Let’s see…”
Daisuke moved to Nino and helped him out of his shirt.
“I’ll try.”
Daisuke turned around and lifted the frying pan from the stove. He flipped the noodles onto a plate and set it in front of Nino.
“Water?”
Chazuke yakisoba?
“Something wrong, Kazu-san?” asked Daisuke, after bringing Nino some water in a glass.
“Why did you make this?”
“You don’t like yakisoba?”
“Who makes chazuke yakisoba?!”
“Sorry. I’ll make something else-“
“No, it’s fine. Just tell me why you used the chazuke seasoning,” ordered Nino.
“I dunno. I thought it would taste good. Does it taste bad?”
We did this on ‘Shukudai-kun’ with Hokuyou…Sho made this…
“No…this reminds me of someone I knew…” Nino sighed and ate what had been placed in front of him.
“Oh, does it bring back a bad memory?” asked Daisuke, going to his room and bringing his sewing kit into the kitchen.
“Bittersweet…” mumbled Nino as he stuffed the noodles into his mouth.
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To be continued… Sooo, I’ve been kicked out of my house by my father *sigh* Anyone got a spare closet I can run to? Lol.
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