i'm cold... and bored... and sad... :`(
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angelshill it's cold, really, freezing cold and i'm still waiting for that call...
which means one thing... i now offer a fanfiction again, two actually, just because i was bored and i don't feel like doing anything else much...
i guess what i'm saying is that... i'm sorry... i'm spamming...
TITLE: Mind Over Matter
CHARACTERS: Ohno Satoshi, Sakurai Sho, Aiba Masaki, Ninomiya Kazunari, Matsumoto Jun, Inoue Mao
PAIRING: JunxMao
RATINGS: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
SUMMARY: Aiba voice a question that awakens Nino's curiosity...i know it doesn't make sense... the summary i mean...
Most of the fans are aware that Aiba is the reason behind the craziest ideas that Arashi does on screen, and sometimes even off screen (non-concert wise of course, since it is, for a fact, Jun’s territory). But what they didn’t know (and are most probably curious to find out) would be why someone as intelligent as Sho, as sensible as Jun, as witty as Nino, and as laidback as Ohno (well, okay, maybe Ohno’s a given) would play along Aiba’s craziest antics, indulging him in his most ridiculous ideas.
It wasn’t really that much of a mystery to rest of them actually, because Aiba, after all, is the most innocent out of all of them (innocent being a term very loosely used). He’s almost like a kid, their kid, who’s always curious about so many things, and eager to learn so many things.
And like any other kids, there are questions that pop out of Aiba’s mouth that they’d rather not answer but would leave a lingering question in their minds. And one such question popped out that afternoon while they were preparing to leave after the shoot for Shiyagare, when Aiba continued to watch Jun closely.
“What is it Aiba-chan?” Jun asked without even turning around to face the older idol. He didn’t need to since could feel his stare through his back. “You’ve been staring at me ever since the shoot ended…”
Aiba didn’t even try to pretend.
“I’m confused…” he declared, making Jun, Sho and Nino slowly straighten up from where they were each preparing to catch each other’s eye in alarm. Even Ohno turned around to look at Aiba. After all, an Aiba who’s anything other than a happy Aiba is a scary thought since some crazy things are bound to happen.
“Confused about what Aiba-chan?” Sho asked, trying his best not to croak as they all turned to face Aiba, now sitting at the sofa, still staring at Jun.
“Wasn’t Jun-kun the one who was said to have an amazingly huge sexual appetite?” he asked, making Nino and Sho sigh in relief that Aiba’s focus seemed to be on Jun, while their youngest tensed up; Ohno simply nodded.
“So?”
“Then why is it that he’s the only one who’s never had a hard on while filming?” he mused.
None of them spoke for the next minute, their jaws slacked as they gaped at the bubbly idol. It was Nino who found his voice first.
“What the heck have you been watching while we were shooting?!” he exclaimed immediately followed by Jun’s “What the heck are you talking about?!”
“But it is true…” Aiba insisted. “And it’s not my fault if it’s easily noticeable… I mean really easily noticeable…” he added meaningfully at Nino.
“No it isn’t!” Nino objected immediately, making Jun and Sho turn to him questioningly. “What?! I can’t help it! It’s a bodily reaction!”
“Nino-kun’s the easiest to notice…” Aiba laughed. “He’d be sitting a little less comfortably on the couch although he’d pretend a bit too much that he’s comfortable and then he’d suddenly become sweaty…”
“Hey!” Nino growled, stopping Aiba mid-sentence as the other three turned to Nino with a smirk on their lips.
It didn’t completely stop Aiba though.
“Ohchan’s the most difficult to determine since he’s always spacing out anyway… But when he suddenly has this small smile on his lips that’s sort of weird… And then…” he continued but stopped the moment Ohno turned to him with a pout on his lips. “And Sho-chan—“
“Enough!” Sho immediately piped up before Aiba could elaborate. “What’s your point Aiba-chan?” he asked pointedly.
Aiba tried hard not chuckle as he looked at Jun again.
“Well, we’ve all had our moments… I mean, I had some too, especially when—The point is, I haven’t ever seen or noticed Jun-kun have one…” he said. “And he’s supposedly the one with the most sexual appetite…”
“And the question is?” Jun asked, his eyebrows furrowed.
“I think Aiba-chan is asking if you even get hard…” Nino smirked, determined to push Jun into the limelight in hopes that they’d forget what Aiba had just said about him and his reaction to it.
“We’re not all perverts Nino…” Jun deadpanned, making Sho and Ohno sniffle their laughter.
“But how do you do it?” Aiba asked, seemingly uninterested at Nino’s furious glares at Jun and him at the moment.
It was Jun’s turn to smirk when he looked at each of the other members first before turning to him. “Mind over matter Aiba-chan…” he said before slinging his bag over his shoulder. “I’ll wait for you guys at the van…”
No one spoke a word until Jun was completely out of the room after which Ohno shrugged and said “Maybe he’s really just satisfied…”
Aiba smiled while Sho ended up doubling over as even Nino’s lips curved up at the seemingly innocent but double-meaning-ed statement.
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Jun was already helping Mao wash their plates, dinner having finished minutes ago, when he remembered that conversation and the one that followed in the van.
“Seriously though… How do you do it?” Nino asked from the back of the van where the two smallest members were seated.
“Do what?” he growled from the front in hopes that the gamer was referring to something else (although the possibility is next to zero).
“That thing Aiba-chan asked at the greenroom…” Nino answered and he groaned. It seems like the conversation really wasn’t over, although he is a bit thankful that Nino didn’t mention what exactly it was.
“Why do you want to know?” Sho asked amusedly behind him.
“Searching for tips to hide yours, Nino-chan?” Aiba asked playfully.
“Funny, Aiba-chan…” Nino said sarcastically (and just a tad bit threateningly).
Jun snorted. “Keep it Nino-kun…That sort of image actually gives you some street credit…” he simply said.
“What’s wrong?” Mao asked, looking up at him, having noticed him snort at the memory.
“Huh? Ahm…. Nothing…” he replied, shaking his head. “I just remembered something Aiba-chan said earlier…”
“Another Ailand revival suggestion?” Mao chuckled, shaking her head as she reached for a towel to dry her hands. Aiba had, after all, been hinting that he wanted another chance for Ailand (they’re all still eternally grateful that none of their present shows would allow that).
“No…” he smiled, his hands moving fast before she could move away.
“Jun!” she exclaimed, feeling his still wet hands encircling her waist as he pulled her towards him, her hands landing on his chest.
“Aiba was asking why I never seem to get hard down there in our shows…” he continued as if Mao hadn’t said a word, or wrapping his wet hands around his girlfriend’s waist is a common occurrence, punctuating his statement by pulling her even closer to him.
“Really?” Mao challenged, an eyebrow of hers raised. “Maybe you’re just very good at hiding it…”
“Nope…” he smiled, his face now only a few centimeters away from hers. “I have another secret…”
“What is it?” Mao managed to gasp, her breathing already labored as an effect of their close proximity. He had also started tracing the arch of her back with his finger as his other hand found its way inside her shirt. Her breathing hitched at the contact of his wet, cold hands to her warm skin.
“I just keep in mind that I’m going home to you anyway…” he breathed.
That would have made her giggle in any other circumstance but the reaction was lost the moment she felt him nibbling at her earlobe. She simply clamped her mouth close. But the moment she felt his hand cup her through the lace of her bra, and his other hand move towards her buttocks to push her to him, making her feel his hardness, she couldn’t help but gasp.
The moment she moaned his name, he could have taken her there and then, against the kitchen table, or even at the floor. But he knew it’d be a bit uncomfortable for her (although the thought still excites him). Exercising all of his self control, he wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her towards the bedroom, his mouth still devouring her lips, as he chanted in his head “Mind over matter… Mind over matter…”
But the moment the corner of his eyes caught sight of the sofa, all thoughts ran out of his head as he changed direction, heading to the sofa instead.
To hell with mind over matter. His “matter” is in dire need of release at the moment.
-----FIN-----
TITLE: Lines
CHARACTERS: Morita Go, Ueto Aya, Akanishi Jin, Kuroki Meisa, Aiba Masaki, Becky, Nishikido Ryo, Toda Erika, Nagase Tomoya, Aibu Saki, Yamada Ryosuke, Shida Mirai with ninja!appearances/mentions of Yamashita Tomohisa, Kamenashi Kazuya, Matsumoto Jun, Yamaguchi Tomomitsu, Ninomiya Kazunari, the rest of Tokio, Inohara Yoshihiko
PAIRING: GoxAya, JinxMeisa, AibaxBecky, RyoxT.Erika, NagasexAibu, YamadaxShida
RATINGS: PG
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: in my mind it made sense... when i typed it down it made sense... now tell me if it actually did make sense...
SUMMARY: Pick-up lines are designed for various different reasons... to make you smile, to make you think, to flatter, or to grab attention... but it's primarily directed towards one goal... for it to work... the question is, can Johnny idols make it reach it's purpose...
Technically: Morita GoxUeto Aya
There was a small smile in both their lips as he walked her towards her car at the private parking lot of their favorite restaurant. They wouldn’t really call it a date, since they are technically not together at the moment. But even that is not technically true. Technically speaking, they are just on a time out. Kids call it “cool off”, they call it a “relationship void”. But to avoid confusion and all those technicalities, they’ve decided to just say that they’ve broken up (their agencies agreed that it was a good idea).
But they still go out occasionally, for dinner or snacks, or movies whenever they feel like it and their time and schedule permits.
“So, here’s me…” Aya smiled when they reached her car and he could only smile back as he opened the driver’s side door first before handing her the key. “Thanks…”
“Yeah… Thanks…” he said as she entered the car. “I almost thought you wouldn’t come…”
“I almost didn’t… But shooting ended early so I came…” she admitted as she started the engine. “Bye…”
Go hesitated for a moment, weighing if it really is worth it or not. But the moment the engine changed sound and she’s almost about to go, he mustered up enough courage to ask (thankfully her window was down) “Didn’t you forget something?”
Turning to glance quickly at her things on the passenger’s side seat for a check before turning to him, she asked “What?”
Go swallowed really, really hard. He almost didn’t say the word even.
“Me?” he asked in a small voice, rather like that of a child who’s trying to be cute. It sounded right too, because of his voice.
But when his face moved to the floor to her face, he knew it didn’t work right.
She is smiling, but it was a pained smile, like she wanted to really laugh. He knew that she really wanted to laugh. Thankfully, she didn’t although she came very close to it before she drove off.
“Bye Go…” she said with a smile before she left.
He waited for her car to be out of his sight before he pouted and groaned.
“I’m going to kill Nagase!” he declared as he stomped his way to his car. “This is his freakin’ idea!”
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Hot: Akanishi JinxKuroki Meisa
It was the opening night of Tokyo’s newest and hottest club and understandably, some of the hottest personalities in the industry had dropped by to check it out. Socialites, models, actors, actresses… Name it, one of them came to it. For the idol industry, it was Akanishi Jin who was the representative, dragging along a couple of his friends who obviously did not want to be there, Kamenashi Kazuya and Yamashita Tomohisa. Kuroki Meisa, for her part, was the one dragged there by a few of her model friends.
But she was having fun, they all were, even after she caught sight of the three idols by the counter, having a drink. It turns out that they saw her too since all three acknowledged her by a simple nod of the head, a smile, or a raised glass. She didn’t go near them though, because she knew it’d be disastrous if she would. People knew all four of them, and it’d be easy to speculate that she went there with one of those three, or even worse, all three. And she was glad to see that they were smart enough not to come near her too.
It turns out that 2 of the 3 were smart at least, because the third one certainly wasn’t. He came to her when she was on her way to the ladies room after excusing herself from her friends. She would like to think that he just had one too many drinks to be that stupid but she also painfully knew that Akanishi Jin didn’t need to be drunk to be stupid. He can accomplish that on his own, without alcohol being blamed.
And he’s right on track in proving that to her.
“Hey!’ he smiled when he came up to her.
“Hey…’ she said back, trying hard not to be rude. But Jin was making it difficult for her, especially with what he said next.
“Is it hot in here, or is it just me?”
Meisa had three choices after hearing that line: to slap him, to laugh, or to leave. She chose the last one as she turned around without another word or action and without even looking back.
Behind her, Jin’s jaw dropped as he stared at her ignoring back. And way behind Jin, still at the counter, Yamapi and Kame were laughing hard as they watched their friend.
“Told you it’d be worth it, being dragged here…” Yamapi told Kame.
“Yeah it is…” Kame grinned. “This is just priceless…”
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Prank: Aiba MasakixBecky
The Tensai!Shimura Doubutsen cast were currently on break when Yamaguchi Tomomitsu and Aiba Masaki got into a friendly discussion.
“Of course it wouldn’t work!” Aiba was telling his older co-host. “Not even if Jun-kun used it…”
“Oh come on… Nothing’s impossible…” Gussan grinned. “Can’t Arashi’s miracle boy just believe?”
“But it’s just plain ridiculous!”
“Ye of little faith!” Gussan exclaimed, looking at Aiba in disbelief. “Come on, just give it a try…” he added. Right at that moment, their female co-star, Becky, passed by. “Becky-chan! Aiba-chan wants to talk to you!” he shouted immediately.
“What? No!” Aiba cried, looking at Gussan in panic. “No!”
Gussan, bigger than he was and as strong as his namesake, simply laughed when he pushed him towards where Becky stood, waiting for him to say something.
Aiba groaned, having already been pushed to her direction. When he saw her looking at him, he didn’t really have that much of a choice.
“What’s up?” Becky smiled when he was already standing in front of her.
Aiba swallowed before he looked into her big, sunflower-y (according to Ohno) eye.
“Uhm… Did it hurt?” he asked tentatively.
“What did?” she asked, getting thoroughly confused.
“Because here’s a long way down from heaven…” he said in a low voice, his eyes rooted to the floor as he felt his ears growing hot. “You know, even for an angel like you…”
He didn’t see what Becky’s immediate reaction was, but he wouldn’t have needed to look up to her face (which he did) to see what came next. Becky laughed. It wasn’t a giggle, it was a chuckle. It was a full blown laugh. She even had to hold onto his arms to stop herself from falling on the floor. And it took her a full minute to actually recover from that fit before she looked at him, smiled, said “That was funny Aiba-chan!”, and walked to the ladies greenroom, still chuckling.
Aiba’s face was still really red when he trudged back to where Gussan was seated, a wide grin pasted on the older guy’s lips.
“See! I told you it wouldn’t work!” he exclaimed.
Gussan kept his face straight long enough for him to say “But my plan did!” before he doubled down in a fit of laughter himself, leaving Aiba to pout.
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Weak, Just Weak: Nishikido RyoxToda Erika
“If you don’t ask her now, you’d never get the chance!”
Those words of Yoko, his group mate, had been a constant thought running through his head for the whole day, and even if he didn’t want to acknowledge it (which he never would anyway), he can’t help but admit to himself that the guy has a point. It would really be his last chance.
Ryusei no Kizuna would be wrapping up for good after one last shoot of the three siblings, and he knew he’d never get to see her again (unless of course, with some miracle, he’d get to act with her again).
You can do it! You’re the sexy Osaka man! You can do it! Remember what I told you!
He can almost hear the older Ossakan chant in his ear as he watched her converse with their director.
Go Ryo! Go Ryo! Go Ryo!
Yoko continued chanting, and it was really irritating him already. He wanted Yoko’s voice out of his head as much as he wanted to ask her out. He really does. He really desperately does.
Which is why, out of the blue, and without even warning, he suddenly blurted out, addressing her, “Do you have a map?”
“Huh?” Erika asked in confusion. “No, why?”
“Because I keep on getting lost in your eyes…” he said without thinking.
He saw her cheeks color the moment he uttered those words as she slowly bit the inner side of her cheeks. He knew she wanted to laugh, he could see it in her eyes. He already promised Yoko’s death in his mind.
But, thankfully, before she couldn’t contain her laughter, one of the P.A.s called “Toda Erika-san, they’re ready for you at the make-up trailer…”
He watched her as she stood up, obviously sighing in relief before she turned towards him and bowed, saying a polite “excuse me” before she left. He wanted to hit himself, for acting without thinking. For failing like that. Sexy Ossakans like him don’t fail like that!
But before he could berate himself (or Yoko for that matter), there was a light tap on his shoulder that almost made him jump.
Sitting on the other side of the seat that Erika vacated was his sempai, Ninomiya Kazunari, and there was an evil grin on his lips.
“Lost in her eyes huh…” he said through that grin before laughing full out and in his face.
He groaned and growled but couldn’t do anything about it. He is, after all, Ninomiya Kazunari, and he’s his sempai. The painful thing is, Nino hearing that exchange also meant that it wouldn’t be kept secret, at least to four other members of the jimusho.
There was nothing else he could do but sit back and let him laugh it out as he read tomorrow’s main story in his head.
‘Yeah…’ he sighed. Yokoyama Yu is dead.
[S.O.M. stands for Sexy Osaka Man]
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Just Plain Stupid: Nagase TomoyaxAibu Saki
“I can’t believe it didn’t work!” Nagase told Taichi who sat across him.
They were at a toned-down bar at Ginza where the two Tokio members met up for a drink after they were unable to get hold of their other group mates (Mabo had a shoot, Gussan was too engrossed with his two sons to even bother coming, and Leader, actually, they didn’t try Leader).
Go had already told him, furiously and over the phone, about the failed advise he gave the younger idol with regards to his relationship.
“I was so sure it would have worked!” he exclaimed. “It should have worked! I know it would!”
“Maybe not always…” Taichi simply supplied as he downed the contents of his beer.
“Of course it would!” Nagase objected. “Always! One hundred percent! A good line would always work…”
“Yeah? And how’d you know?” Taichi challenged, getting tired of their youngest’s complaints.
“Of course I know!” Nagase said, outraged. “And I’ll prove it to you!”
With that declaration, he stood up to scan the room, searching for a woman to use a line one. Just at that moment, Aibu Saki passed by their table and he smiled.
“Ai-chan!’ he called, addressing the woman who was introduced to them through a common friend. “What are you doing here?!”
“Tomoya-kun… Oh, I came here with my friends…” she smiled. “Tai-chan…”she added, seeing Taichi there (Taichi simply smiled).
“Oh, yeah… I need to ask you something…” Nagase asked in a serious tone all of a sudden.
“What?”
“If I follow you home, would you keep me?” he asked, looking directly at her with a straight face.
Saki opened her mouth to say something but closed it immediately again. She looked at Taichi questioningly, who was already wearing his trademark annoying-but-cute smug smirk of his, and then she sighed.
Reaching out her hand to tap Nagase lightly on the shoulder, she deadpanned “Good night Tomoya-kun…” before turning to Taichi and saying “It’s nice to meet you again… Please say hello to the others for me…” and then she left.
She was already outside the door but Nagase was still on his feet, apparently shocked.
“Oi!” Taichi poked him lightly. But when he still did not budge, he decided for a shove. “Are you all right?”
“I failed…” Nagase stuttered. “I can’t believe I failed…”
“Yeah…” Taichi smirked. He added “Me too…” before breaking into a hearty good laugh.
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Snowflake: Yamada RyosukexShida Mirai
Most of the people working at Ikuta Studios sighed in relief as they watched the snow slowly fall outside. Due to the building’s conditioning, they wouldn’t have to feel the cold (at least until they go home).
But a few floors above, two young people still opted to sit by the fire exit despite the cold, the door leading towards it wide open for them to hear their names being called. Honestly speaking, even though it was snowing, they wouldn’t get that cold anyway since they were wearing quite a thick turtleneck sweater that matches almost to the color but wouldn’t really be easily noticed since he topped it off with a leather jacket. That leather jacket though, at the moment, was carefully draped on the girl’s back to keep her warm.
They were sitting quite close to each other too as they watched the snowflakes fall outside.
The two of them weren’t really talking, they needn’t too. They were just content to sit there, in their so-called special place as they spend the only time they get to spend with each other that wasn’t part of a drama or in school.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Mirai suddenly piped up.
“What?” Ryosuke asked, turning to smile at her.
“The snowfall…” she said, her eyes still trained outside.
Ryosuke chuckled lightly as he followed her line of sight. A little while later he suddenly said “I must be a snowflake…”
“Huh?”
“Because I’m falling right now…” he said, turning again to face her almost at the same time she turned to face him. “I’m continuously falling for you…” he added, looking at her straight in her eyes.
Mirai didn’t say anything at first, and then her lips broke to a smile.
“That’s sweet, Yama-chan…” she said before leaning over to give him a quick kiss at his cheeks. After that she laid her head on his shoulder as he moved to drape his arm over her shoulder. Both of them looked outside again, with identical smile on their lips, as they watched the snow to continue to fall.
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“I can’t believe that worked on her!” Nagase gaped.
He, Mabo and Innochi were heading towards the cafeteria from Tokio’s shooting studio to buy for everyone else’s food (they pulled Innochi when they passed by him where they were having a cast meeting). Mabo had been grumbling about cold the moment they set foot on the corridor, it being colder than usual at that point. When they caught sight of the open fire exit door, his grumbling became about stupid idiots who didn’t know how to close doors as they headed towards it.
That’s when they saw the two people outside, Innochi easily recognizing the male half of the pair even if their backs were turned to them, and overheard that conversation.
They ended up being caught too much in surprise that they left the two immediately before either could notice their presence.
“Lines like that shouldn’t work! It shouldn’t!” Nagase continued to drone.
Mabo and Innochi caught each other’s eye as they continued to walk towards the cafeteria, both men already aware of what happened between Nagase and Aibu Saki the previous night, courtesy of course of Taichi.
Mabo was signaling his best friend to comfort his group mate while Innochi signaled him to do it himself. Mabo won of course.
“Well, you have to admit, it was a good line…” Innochi started, in efforts to mollify the younger idol. “It was actually kind of cute…”
“But I am cute!” Nagase complained.
There was a pained look in Innochi’s eye when he caught Mabo’s again. Mabo sighed.
“There… There…” Mabo ended up saying, patting Nagase lightly at the back. “You can’t have it all…”
-----FIN-----
so there... sorry for the spam... =)
seriously though, how was it? coz i think i'm being a bad judge of my own work...
by the way, One Chance and Learning from the Yoda would be updated tomorrow... the second one most probably, the first one, hopefully...
readers? comments/critics are very much welcome... =D
which means one thing... i now offer a fanfiction again, two actually, just because i was bored and i don't feel like doing anything else much...
i guess what i'm saying is that... i'm sorry... i'm spamming...
TITLE: Mind Over Matter
CHARACTERS: Ohno Satoshi, Sakurai Sho, Aiba Masaki, Ninomiya Kazunari, Matsumoto Jun, Inoue Mao
PAIRING: JunxMao
RATINGS: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
SUMMARY: Aiba voice a question that awakens Nino's curiosity...
Most of the fans are aware that Aiba is the reason behind the craziest ideas that Arashi does on screen, and sometimes even off screen (non-concert wise of course, since it is, for a fact, Jun’s territory). But what they didn’t know (and are most probably curious to find out) would be why someone as intelligent as Sho, as sensible as Jun, as witty as Nino, and as laidback as Ohno (well, okay, maybe Ohno’s a given) would play along Aiba’s craziest antics, indulging him in his most ridiculous ideas.
It wasn’t really that much of a mystery to rest of them actually, because Aiba, after all, is the most innocent out of all of them (innocent being a term very loosely used). He’s almost like a kid, their kid, who’s always curious about so many things, and eager to learn so many things.
And like any other kids, there are questions that pop out of Aiba’s mouth that they’d rather not answer but would leave a lingering question in their minds. And one such question popped out that afternoon while they were preparing to leave after the shoot for Shiyagare, when Aiba continued to watch Jun closely.
“What is it Aiba-chan?” Jun asked without even turning around to face the older idol. He didn’t need to since could feel his stare through his back. “You’ve been staring at me ever since the shoot ended…”
Aiba didn’t even try to pretend.
“I’m confused…” he declared, making Jun, Sho and Nino slowly straighten up from where they were each preparing to catch each other’s eye in alarm. Even Ohno turned around to look at Aiba. After all, an Aiba who’s anything other than a happy Aiba is a scary thought since some crazy things are bound to happen.
“Confused about what Aiba-chan?” Sho asked, trying his best not to croak as they all turned to face Aiba, now sitting at the sofa, still staring at Jun.
“Wasn’t Jun-kun the one who was said to have an amazingly huge sexual appetite?” he asked, making Nino and Sho sigh in relief that Aiba’s focus seemed to be on Jun, while their youngest tensed up; Ohno simply nodded.
“So?”
“Then why is it that he’s the only one who’s never had a hard on while filming?” he mused.
None of them spoke for the next minute, their jaws slacked as they gaped at the bubbly idol. It was Nino who found his voice first.
“What the heck have you been watching while we were shooting?!” he exclaimed immediately followed by Jun’s “What the heck are you talking about?!”
“But it is true…” Aiba insisted. “And it’s not my fault if it’s easily noticeable… I mean really easily noticeable…” he added meaningfully at Nino.
“No it isn’t!” Nino objected immediately, making Jun and Sho turn to him questioningly. “What?! I can’t help it! It’s a bodily reaction!”
“Nino-kun’s the easiest to notice…” Aiba laughed. “He’d be sitting a little less comfortably on the couch although he’d pretend a bit too much that he’s comfortable and then he’d suddenly become sweaty…”
“Hey!” Nino growled, stopping Aiba mid-sentence as the other three turned to Nino with a smirk on their lips.
It didn’t completely stop Aiba though.
“Ohchan’s the most difficult to determine since he’s always spacing out anyway… But when he suddenly has this small smile on his lips that’s sort of weird… And then…” he continued but stopped the moment Ohno turned to him with a pout on his lips. “And Sho-chan—“
“Enough!” Sho immediately piped up before Aiba could elaborate. “What’s your point Aiba-chan?” he asked pointedly.
Aiba tried hard not chuckle as he looked at Jun again.
“Well, we’ve all had our moments… I mean, I had some too, especially when—The point is, I haven’t ever seen or noticed Jun-kun have one…” he said. “And he’s supposedly the one with the most sexual appetite…”
“And the question is?” Jun asked, his eyebrows furrowed.
“I think Aiba-chan is asking if you even get hard…” Nino smirked, determined to push Jun into the limelight in hopes that they’d forget what Aiba had just said about him and his reaction to it.
“We’re not all perverts Nino…” Jun deadpanned, making Sho and Ohno sniffle their laughter.
“But how do you do it?” Aiba asked, seemingly uninterested at Nino’s furious glares at Jun and him at the moment.
It was Jun’s turn to smirk when he looked at each of the other members first before turning to him. “Mind over matter Aiba-chan…” he said before slinging his bag over his shoulder. “I’ll wait for you guys at the van…”
No one spoke a word until Jun was completely out of the room after which Ohno shrugged and said “Maybe he’s really just satisfied…”
Aiba smiled while Sho ended up doubling over as even Nino’s lips curved up at the seemingly innocent but double-meaning-ed statement.
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Jun was already helping Mao wash their plates, dinner having finished minutes ago, when he remembered that conversation and the one that followed in the van.
“Seriously though… How do you do it?” Nino asked from the back of the van where the two smallest members were seated.
“Do what?” he growled from the front in hopes that the gamer was referring to something else (although the possibility is next to zero).
“That thing Aiba-chan asked at the greenroom…” Nino answered and he groaned. It seems like the conversation really wasn’t over, although he is a bit thankful that Nino didn’t mention what exactly it was.
“Why do you want to know?” Sho asked amusedly behind him.
“Searching for tips to hide yours, Nino-chan?” Aiba asked playfully.
“Funny, Aiba-chan…” Nino said sarcastically (and just a tad bit threateningly).
Jun snorted. “Keep it Nino-kun…That sort of image actually gives you some street credit…” he simply said.
“What’s wrong?” Mao asked, looking up at him, having noticed him snort at the memory.
“Huh? Ahm…. Nothing…” he replied, shaking his head. “I just remembered something Aiba-chan said earlier…”
“Another Ailand revival suggestion?” Mao chuckled, shaking her head as she reached for a towel to dry her hands. Aiba had, after all, been hinting that he wanted another chance for Ailand (they’re all still eternally grateful that none of their present shows would allow that).
“No…” he smiled, his hands moving fast before she could move away.
“Jun!” she exclaimed, feeling his still wet hands encircling her waist as he pulled her towards him, her hands landing on his chest.
“Aiba was asking why I never seem to get hard down there in our shows…” he continued as if Mao hadn’t said a word, or wrapping his wet hands around his girlfriend’s waist is a common occurrence, punctuating his statement by pulling her even closer to him.
“Really?” Mao challenged, an eyebrow of hers raised. “Maybe you’re just very good at hiding it…”
“Nope…” he smiled, his face now only a few centimeters away from hers. “I have another secret…”
“What is it?” Mao managed to gasp, her breathing already labored as an effect of their close proximity. He had also started tracing the arch of her back with his finger as his other hand found its way inside her shirt. Her breathing hitched at the contact of his wet, cold hands to her warm skin.
“I just keep in mind that I’m going home to you anyway…” he breathed.
That would have made her giggle in any other circumstance but the reaction was lost the moment she felt him nibbling at her earlobe. She simply clamped her mouth close. But the moment she felt his hand cup her through the lace of her bra, and his other hand move towards her buttocks to push her to him, making her feel his hardness, she couldn’t help but gasp.
The moment she moaned his name, he could have taken her there and then, against the kitchen table, or even at the floor. But he knew it’d be a bit uncomfortable for her (although the thought still excites him). Exercising all of his self control, he wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her towards the bedroom, his mouth still devouring her lips, as he chanted in his head “Mind over matter… Mind over matter…”
But the moment the corner of his eyes caught sight of the sofa, all thoughts ran out of his head as he changed direction, heading to the sofa instead.
To hell with mind over matter. His “matter” is in dire need of release at the moment.
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TITLE: Lines
CHARACTERS: Morita Go, Ueto Aya, Akanishi Jin, Kuroki Meisa, Aiba Masaki, Becky, Nishikido Ryo, Toda Erika, Nagase Tomoya, Aibu Saki, Yamada Ryosuke, Shida Mirai with ninja!appearances/mentions of Yamashita Tomohisa, Kamenashi Kazuya, Matsumoto Jun, Yamaguchi Tomomitsu, Ninomiya Kazunari, the rest of Tokio, Inohara Yoshihiko
PAIRING: GoxAya, JinxMeisa, AibaxBecky, RyoxT.Erika, NagasexAibu, YamadaxShida
RATINGS: PG
DISCLAIMER: The only thing i own in this story is the plot...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: in my mind it made sense... when i typed it down it made sense... now tell me if it actually did make sense...
SUMMARY: Pick-up lines are designed for various different reasons... to make you smile, to make you think, to flatter, or to grab attention... but it's primarily directed towards one goal... for it to work... the question is, can Johnny idols make it reach it's purpose...
Technically: Morita GoxUeto Aya
There was a small smile in both their lips as he walked her towards her car at the private parking lot of their favorite restaurant. They wouldn’t really call it a date, since they are technically not together at the moment. But even that is not technically true. Technically speaking, they are just on a time out. Kids call it “cool off”, they call it a “relationship void”. But to avoid confusion and all those technicalities, they’ve decided to just say that they’ve broken up (their agencies agreed that it was a good idea).
But they still go out occasionally, for dinner or snacks, or movies whenever they feel like it and their time and schedule permits.
“So, here’s me…” Aya smiled when they reached her car and he could only smile back as he opened the driver’s side door first before handing her the key. “Thanks…”
“Yeah… Thanks…” he said as she entered the car. “I almost thought you wouldn’t come…”
“I almost didn’t… But shooting ended early so I came…” she admitted as she started the engine. “Bye…”
Go hesitated for a moment, weighing if it really is worth it or not. But the moment the engine changed sound and she’s almost about to go, he mustered up enough courage to ask (thankfully her window was down) “Didn’t you forget something?”
Turning to glance quickly at her things on the passenger’s side seat for a check before turning to him, she asked “What?”
Go swallowed really, really hard. He almost didn’t say the word even.
“Me?” he asked in a small voice, rather like that of a child who’s trying to be cute. It sounded right too, because of his voice.
But when his face moved to the floor to her face, he knew it didn’t work right.
She is smiling, but it was a pained smile, like she wanted to really laugh. He knew that she really wanted to laugh. Thankfully, she didn’t although she came very close to it before she drove off.
“Bye Go…” she said with a smile before she left.
He waited for her car to be out of his sight before he pouted and groaned.
“I’m going to kill Nagase!” he declared as he stomped his way to his car. “This is his freakin’ idea!”
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Hot: Akanishi JinxKuroki Meisa
It was the opening night of Tokyo’s newest and hottest club and understandably, some of the hottest personalities in the industry had dropped by to check it out. Socialites, models, actors, actresses… Name it, one of them came to it. For the idol industry, it was Akanishi Jin who was the representative, dragging along a couple of his friends who obviously did not want to be there, Kamenashi Kazuya and Yamashita Tomohisa. Kuroki Meisa, for her part, was the one dragged there by a few of her model friends.
But she was having fun, they all were, even after she caught sight of the three idols by the counter, having a drink. It turns out that they saw her too since all three acknowledged her by a simple nod of the head, a smile, or a raised glass. She didn’t go near them though, because she knew it’d be disastrous if she would. People knew all four of them, and it’d be easy to speculate that she went there with one of those three, or even worse, all three. And she was glad to see that they were smart enough not to come near her too.
It turns out that 2 of the 3 were smart at least, because the third one certainly wasn’t. He came to her when she was on her way to the ladies room after excusing herself from her friends. She would like to think that he just had one too many drinks to be that stupid but she also painfully knew that Akanishi Jin didn’t need to be drunk to be stupid. He can accomplish that on his own, without alcohol being blamed.
And he’s right on track in proving that to her.
“Hey!’ he smiled when he came up to her.
“Hey…’ she said back, trying hard not to be rude. But Jin was making it difficult for her, especially with what he said next.
“Is it hot in here, or is it just me?”
Meisa had three choices after hearing that line: to slap him, to laugh, or to leave. She chose the last one as she turned around without another word or action and without even looking back.
Behind her, Jin’s jaw dropped as he stared at her ignoring back. And way behind Jin, still at the counter, Yamapi and Kame were laughing hard as they watched their friend.
“Told you it’d be worth it, being dragged here…” Yamapi told Kame.
“Yeah it is…” Kame grinned. “This is just priceless…”
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Prank: Aiba MasakixBecky
The Tensai!Shimura Doubutsen cast were currently on break when Yamaguchi Tomomitsu and Aiba Masaki got into a friendly discussion.
“Of course it wouldn’t work!” Aiba was telling his older co-host. “Not even if Jun-kun used it…”
“Oh come on… Nothing’s impossible…” Gussan grinned. “Can’t Arashi’s miracle boy just believe?”
“But it’s just plain ridiculous!”
“Ye of little faith!” Gussan exclaimed, looking at Aiba in disbelief. “Come on, just give it a try…” he added. Right at that moment, their female co-star, Becky, passed by. “Becky-chan! Aiba-chan wants to talk to you!” he shouted immediately.
“What? No!” Aiba cried, looking at Gussan in panic. “No!”
Gussan, bigger than he was and as strong as his namesake, simply laughed when he pushed him towards where Becky stood, waiting for him to say something.
Aiba groaned, having already been pushed to her direction. When he saw her looking at him, he didn’t really have that much of a choice.
“What’s up?” Becky smiled when he was already standing in front of her.
Aiba swallowed before he looked into her big, sunflower-y (according to Ohno) eye.
“Uhm… Did it hurt?” he asked tentatively.
“What did?” she asked, getting thoroughly confused.
“Because here’s a long way down from heaven…” he said in a low voice, his eyes rooted to the floor as he felt his ears growing hot. “You know, even for an angel like you…”
He didn’t see what Becky’s immediate reaction was, but he wouldn’t have needed to look up to her face (which he did) to see what came next. Becky laughed. It wasn’t a giggle, it was a chuckle. It was a full blown laugh. She even had to hold onto his arms to stop herself from falling on the floor. And it took her a full minute to actually recover from that fit before she looked at him, smiled, said “That was funny Aiba-chan!”, and walked to the ladies greenroom, still chuckling.
Aiba’s face was still really red when he trudged back to where Gussan was seated, a wide grin pasted on the older guy’s lips.
“See! I told you it wouldn’t work!” he exclaimed.
Gussan kept his face straight long enough for him to say “But my plan did!” before he doubled down in a fit of laughter himself, leaving Aiba to pout.
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Weak, Just Weak: Nishikido RyoxToda Erika
“If you don’t ask her now, you’d never get the chance!”
Those words of Yoko, his group mate, had been a constant thought running through his head for the whole day, and even if he didn’t want to acknowledge it (which he never would anyway), he can’t help but admit to himself that the guy has a point. It would really be his last chance.
Ryusei no Kizuna would be wrapping up for good after one last shoot of the three siblings, and he knew he’d never get to see her again (unless of course, with some miracle, he’d get to act with her again).
You can do it! You’re the sexy Osaka man! You can do it! Remember what I told you!
He can almost hear the older Ossakan chant in his ear as he watched her converse with their director.
Go Ryo! Go Ryo! Go Ryo!
Yoko continued chanting, and it was really irritating him already. He wanted Yoko’s voice out of his head as much as he wanted to ask her out. He really does. He really desperately does.
Which is why, out of the blue, and without even warning, he suddenly blurted out, addressing her, “Do you have a map?”
“Huh?” Erika asked in confusion. “No, why?”
“Because I keep on getting lost in your eyes…” he said without thinking.
He saw her cheeks color the moment he uttered those words as she slowly bit the inner side of her cheeks. He knew she wanted to laugh, he could see it in her eyes. He already promised Yoko’s death in his mind.
But, thankfully, before she couldn’t contain her laughter, one of the P.A.s called “Toda Erika-san, they’re ready for you at the make-up trailer…”
He watched her as she stood up, obviously sighing in relief before she turned towards him and bowed, saying a polite “excuse me” before she left. He wanted to hit himself, for acting without thinking. For failing like that. Sexy Ossakans like him don’t fail like that!
But before he could berate himself (or Yoko for that matter), there was a light tap on his shoulder that almost made him jump.
Sitting on the other side of the seat that Erika vacated was his sempai, Ninomiya Kazunari, and there was an evil grin on his lips.
“Lost in her eyes huh…” he said through that grin before laughing full out and in his face.
He groaned and growled but couldn’t do anything about it. He is, after all, Ninomiya Kazunari, and he’s his sempai. The painful thing is, Nino hearing that exchange also meant that it wouldn’t be kept secret, at least to four other members of the jimusho.
There was nothing else he could do but sit back and let him laugh it out as he read tomorrow’s main story in his head.
Yokoyama Yu, member of Johnny’s idol group Kanjani8, was found strangled in his apartment early this morning. No signs of burglary are visible although the investigators are investigating a piece of parchment left not too far from the body that bore three letters, S, O, and M.
‘Yeah…’ he sighed. Yokoyama Yu is dead.
[S.O.M. stands for Sexy Osaka Man]
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Just Plain Stupid: Nagase TomoyaxAibu Saki
“I can’t believe it didn’t work!” Nagase told Taichi who sat across him.
They were at a toned-down bar at Ginza where the two Tokio members met up for a drink after they were unable to get hold of their other group mates (Mabo had a shoot, Gussan was too engrossed with his two sons to even bother coming, and Leader, actually, they didn’t try Leader).
Go had already told him, furiously and over the phone, about the failed advise he gave the younger idol with regards to his relationship.
“I was so sure it would have worked!” he exclaimed. “It should have worked! I know it would!”
“Maybe not always…” Taichi simply supplied as he downed the contents of his beer.
“Of course it would!” Nagase objected. “Always! One hundred percent! A good line would always work…”
“Yeah? And how’d you know?” Taichi challenged, getting tired of their youngest’s complaints.
“Of course I know!” Nagase said, outraged. “And I’ll prove it to you!”
With that declaration, he stood up to scan the room, searching for a woman to use a line one. Just at that moment, Aibu Saki passed by their table and he smiled.
“Ai-chan!’ he called, addressing the woman who was introduced to them through a common friend. “What are you doing here?!”
“Tomoya-kun… Oh, I came here with my friends…” she smiled. “Tai-chan…”she added, seeing Taichi there (Taichi simply smiled).
“Oh, yeah… I need to ask you something…” Nagase asked in a serious tone all of a sudden.
“What?”
“If I follow you home, would you keep me?” he asked, looking directly at her with a straight face.
Saki opened her mouth to say something but closed it immediately again. She looked at Taichi questioningly, who was already wearing his trademark annoying-but-cute smug smirk of his, and then she sighed.
Reaching out her hand to tap Nagase lightly on the shoulder, she deadpanned “Good night Tomoya-kun…” before turning to Taichi and saying “It’s nice to meet you again… Please say hello to the others for me…” and then she left.
She was already outside the door but Nagase was still on his feet, apparently shocked.
“Oi!” Taichi poked him lightly. But when he still did not budge, he decided for a shove. “Are you all right?”
“I failed…” Nagase stuttered. “I can’t believe I failed…”
“Yeah…” Taichi smirked. He added “Me too…” before breaking into a hearty good laugh.
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Snowflake: Yamada RyosukexShida Mirai
Most of the people working at Ikuta Studios sighed in relief as they watched the snow slowly fall outside. Due to the building’s conditioning, they wouldn’t have to feel the cold (at least until they go home).
But a few floors above, two young people still opted to sit by the fire exit despite the cold, the door leading towards it wide open for them to hear their names being called. Honestly speaking, even though it was snowing, they wouldn’t get that cold anyway since they were wearing quite a thick turtleneck sweater that matches almost to the color but wouldn’t really be easily noticed since he topped it off with a leather jacket. That leather jacket though, at the moment, was carefully draped on the girl’s back to keep her warm.
They were sitting quite close to each other too as they watched the snowflakes fall outside.
The two of them weren’t really talking, they needn’t too. They were just content to sit there, in their so-called special place as they spend the only time they get to spend with each other that wasn’t part of a drama or in school.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Mirai suddenly piped up.
“What?” Ryosuke asked, turning to smile at her.
“The snowfall…” she said, her eyes still trained outside.
Ryosuke chuckled lightly as he followed her line of sight. A little while later he suddenly said “I must be a snowflake…”
“Huh?”
“Because I’m falling right now…” he said, turning again to face her almost at the same time she turned to face him. “I’m continuously falling for you…” he added, looking at her straight in her eyes.
Mirai didn’t say anything at first, and then her lips broke to a smile.
“That’s sweet, Yama-chan…” she said before leaning over to give him a quick kiss at his cheeks. After that she laid her head on his shoulder as he moved to drape his arm over her shoulder. Both of them looked outside again, with identical smile on their lips, as they watched the snow to continue to fall.
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“I can’t believe that worked on her!” Nagase gaped.
He, Mabo and Innochi were heading towards the cafeteria from Tokio’s shooting studio to buy for everyone else’s food (they pulled Innochi when they passed by him where they were having a cast meeting). Mabo had been grumbling about cold the moment they set foot on the corridor, it being colder than usual at that point. When they caught sight of the open fire exit door, his grumbling became about stupid idiots who didn’t know how to close doors as they headed towards it.
That’s when they saw the two people outside, Innochi easily recognizing the male half of the pair even if their backs were turned to them, and overheard that conversation.
They ended up being caught too much in surprise that they left the two immediately before either could notice their presence.
“Lines like that shouldn’t work! It shouldn’t!” Nagase continued to drone.
Mabo and Innochi caught each other’s eye as they continued to walk towards the cafeteria, both men already aware of what happened between Nagase and Aibu Saki the previous night, courtesy of course of Taichi.
Mabo was signaling his best friend to comfort his group mate while Innochi signaled him to do it himself. Mabo won of course.
“Well, you have to admit, it was a good line…” Innochi started, in efforts to mollify the younger idol. “It was actually kind of cute…”
“But I am cute!” Nagase complained.
There was a pained look in Innochi’s eye when he caught Mabo’s again. Mabo sighed.
“There… There…” Mabo ended up saying, patting Nagase lightly at the back. “You can’t have it all…”
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so there... sorry for the spam... =)
seriously though, how was it? coz i think i'm being a bad judge of my own work...
by the way, One Chance and Learning from the Yoda would be updated tomorrow... the second one most probably, the first one, hopefully...
readers? comments/critics are very much welcome... =D
