tinyangl | [#96] Some of These Happy Points are Days Old.

[#96] Some of These Happy Points are Days Old.

But I hope you guys don't mind me cheating. lolol

i. Happy stuff! :D
+ Last Friday, the 9 hour marathon Skype call with Jennie and Peyton. I still don't know how we spent so much time just babbling about who knows what. Although two hours of that were spent on Peyton on her pizza, from deciding if she should get it to the point when it was delivered. Another couple of hours spent talking fic - both

je_ficgames and

je_holiday. (Mainly Peyton and I spazzing to Jennie about all she's missed since she hasn't been reading fic.) I think all of us got phone calls from various people at some points (Peyton was miss popular). God, and I think they helped me try to solve a crossword puzzle. That I don't think I finished on that note. lolol
+ Peyton invited me to her place. "I have an empty bed for you." Bow-chika-wow-wow.
+ The episode Rashomama played on Friday. And that is, hands down, my favorite CSI episode of existence. If you watch CSI and have never seen this episode, you are so missing out. :DDD Pimpimpim.
+ I managed to convince Cyn and Jennie (although the second one was a joint effort with Peyton) to get twitters. Who rocks? :D (AKA, if you do not have a twitter. you should get one now. And then friend me. I'm tinyangl.)
+ Yamapi and V6 are going to be on VS Arashi. Who's ridiculously happy? I AM I AM. January 10th can't come any sooner. *____________*
+ Tegoshi wanting to be flawless. Total A+.
+ Tegoshi asking Yamapi to Karaoke straight out. Even more A+.
+ J-Friends' I Will Get There. If you've never heard it, you should now. Amazing fucking song.
+ Just Peyton in general. :D She knows why.
+ Toda Erika on Domoto Kyoudai. I didn't used to like her, but after Ryuusei no Kizuna and this interview, she's really growing on me. Also, Koichi's magic trick was fucking awesome. Making her birthday with the cards? DUDE. WHO DOES THAT?! Holy shit. Even if it's raw, everyone should watch just for that, honestly. It's worth it. *______________*
+ This picture of Okada, Morita, Miyake. Hysterical. Be warned, Okada's in his tightie whities. lololol
+ Subbed K-chan Episodes: 1 ♥ 2 ♥ 3 ♥ 4. All are absolutely hysterical. I totally recommend checking them out.
+ Getting my week of jesummary posted. :DDDD
+ Oh! Almost forgot. Grades are starting to trickle in. :DD A- for Grammar! Honestly? That's the only one that I thought would come close to a B (Granted, I don't know how Creative Writing prof will grade, so who knows). But hearing that it's an A makes me giddy. Maybe I'll be able to boost my average with this semester. Ridiculously happy.
+ I love my twitter. That is the only reason I have most of this list. lolol Looking back at my twitters so helps. XD

ii. Galileo Zero.
Finally managed to watch this despite downloading it ages ago. Ohmygod, so amazing. It only served to remind me that I really liked the drama and then I really wished that I saw Yukawa and Kaoru together again. Random points!

+ Yukawa being lecherous. Hysterical. I love the assistant trying to get girls to "play" with Yukawa but failing miserably.
+ The guy who plays Kusanagi. I'd seen him in a couple of other things, but for some reason, he was just really hot to me in this. I don't even know why.
+ I was genuinely surprised when I suddenly saw Masami show up. With her glasses and white coat. She thoroughly amused me though. Loved her interactions with Yukawa, trying to hit on him and convince him to stay by saying she had a really tiny bikini and then Yukawa going off on how it'd be great if girls wore bikinis to class. I was like WTF. LOL Also, love at the end when she leaves and he's babbling about love (as always) and she's like, he doesn't get it. Yukawa never did get a clue.
+ LOVED MIURA. Ohmygod. He had Yukawa down, honestly. I thought it was brilliantly acted and just all around amazing. ;alskdjlkasfjd I was honestly waiting for him to show up on screen and when he did, I flailed hard. :DDDD
+ The cases were good. I mean, I liked them but it's not like I can say much about them. lolol
+ This just made me want to find out what happens in the dman movie. Wantwantwant. alsdkjalfksjdf
+ OH. At the end of the special, we got a performance of Shibasaki Kou and Fukuyama Masaharu. SO BEAUTIFUL. OHMYGOD. I knew they performed together for this, but I'd never actually seen them together so seeing Fukuyama in the back with the guitar made me flail ridiculously.
+ Honestly, a good watch for those who saw Galileo before. And if you've never seen Galileo, what the heck are you doing reading this?! lol Seriously. Thoroughly enjoyed myself. :DDDDD Plus Miura = A+.
+ OH, random note. For a split second, Sailor Venus was one of the assistants. I was like OH HAY. LOOK WHO'S ON MY SCREEN! :D

iii. It's the holidays! I thought I'd be nice and offer up some of my writing (as terrible as it is). The last time I ask for prompts, I know I failed. DDD: Sorry. But this time, I have more free time (aka right now) so prompt me something to write for you! Granted, I have no promises for length, so it may range from one sentence to .....Well, let's not go there. lol So prompt away! :D No deadline that I can think of. Hopefully, I'll be better about this one. *dies*

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...i.. HOW DID YOU READ SO FAST. mygod. lolol erm, it's tegomassuki. they're easy to me. sometimes. this time was easy. idek why. i'm glad you liked though~

iluforever~ <33333333

I AM A NINJA.

i also started reading before you posted part 2.

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you are a special one. lolol

i know. :gush:

OH GOD. I LOST ALL OF IT (okay, HALF of it). DDD: MY FIRST TRY GOT LOST BY ACCIDENT. here we go again. hopefully it's as good as the first one. T.T I really liked it too.

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i. Verse 1.

Kame doesn't regret anything in his life, not that he would ever let himself. He worked hard to get where he was, made decisions that he was happy with and got him where he was now. He honestly had no qualms with what he'd done.

Except he didn't know when he turned around and realized that somehow in the span of five, ten, fifteen years, everyone had all grown up and expanded--wives, children, families. (Husbands, lovers, affairs, pets, houses.) He doesn't know if he wishes he had the same kind of thing himself, or if he just wished he suddenly didn't feel so lonely. Kame doesn't let himself think on this for too long.

"Hey, let's go out to drink tonight," Kame invites the others after a shooting of KAT-TUN IV Every1 (Their third reincarnation of their previous Cartoon KAT-TUN).

Jin and Koki wave to him from the door as they say that they're going home to their respective families. Junno apologizes, saying he had a tournament to get to that evening--his billiards career having taken off about six years ago. Ueda says that he has to get to bed, saying he has an early match the next morning--his boxing career having taken off more than eight years ago. And even though Kame looks at Nakamaru with a hint of plea in his eyes--something Kame doesn't do often--Nakamaru apologizes weakly, mumbling something about a date that evening.

Kame's suddenly realizes why he doesn't invite them out anymore.

ii. Chorus.

Kame's nursing a glass in his hands as he sighs, thinking that maybe he's gotten a little to old for this kind of life if he's already wanting to call it quits and just go home after only one glass. Kame shakes his head, refusing to think on it and drains the rest of his glass, asking for a refill. The bartender gives him a small smile, doing as he's asked and placing a glass of water to the right of Kame's drink.

Kame gives him a thankful smile before taking another sip of his drink, sighing.

"Kamenashi-kun?" the sudden and surprised voice asks from behind him. Kame turns to see Shige sliding into the chair next to him, eyebrows scrunched together in curiosity.

"Kato-kun," Kame returns, frowning. Last he remembered, Shige had a wife--young too, half Shige's age, something that hadn't been so openly accepted by the public. "What are you doing here?"

Shige chuckles, ordering his usual with the bartender--Kame wonders what it means that Shige actually has a usual. "I asked you first," he says easily, his drink already in his hands. Shige takes a drink and Kame watches as he swallows, grimacing slightly and then sighing.

"No, you didn't," Kame snorts. "All you said was my name and left it at that."

"It was implied," Shige returns, twirling his straw in his glass. Kame thinks the sound of ice hitting glass has never sounded so entrancing as it does then.

"I never took you as the type to avoid questions." Kame quirks his eyebrows at Shige who only laughs lightly, holding up his glass to Kame.

"There are many things you don't know about me, Kamenashi-kun," he replies, a twinge of bitterness in his voice as he turns to stare at a point in front of him. Kame blinks, then exhales.

He doesn't press the issue.

iii. Verse 2.

Kame doesn't go back the next night--mainly because the next morning told him what a bad idea the last evening had been. But he does show up the night after, and it says something when Kame already expects to see Shige's back facing him as he enters the bar.

The chime of the door alerts Shige and as soon as Kame enters, Shige's eyes catch his. He raises his already half-empty glass to Kame with a half nod and swallows the remaining contents.

Kame chuckles slightly as he shrugs out of his jacket, hooking it on one of the hooks near the front before sliding into the seat he used the last time he'd gone. "Already getting started?" he asks after he calls the bartender over, giving his order.

Shige smirks. "Not going to wait for people who show up late to the party." He clinks his glass against Kame's drink that had already appeared without giving Kame even enough time to breathe.

"Depends when the party starts," Kame points out, taking a sip and sighing.

"I guess mine starts earlier than most," Shige says, chuckling slightly. The edges of his eyes are downcast, Kame notes all of a sudden, and his cheeks are already red from all the alcohol--a red that's spread to the edges of his ears and over his nose. Kame suddenly wonders how early Shige's really talking about.

Another part of him remembers suddenly with clarity the controversy over Shige getting married to his much too young co-star--they'd seemed happy in every interview they'd given though, but Kame knew better than anyone how happiness looked just on the surface.

"You can ask, you know."

Kame blinks at Shige, startled. "What?"

"I do have a wife," Shige mumbles, his head dropping to stare into his newly filled glass like it'll give him all the answers and all the questions and just anything he thinks of.

Swallowing, Kame combs a hand through his hair. "Where is she?" Kame asks, trying to gather his thoughts together.

"Home," Shige replies with ease before taking a sip of his drink.

A beat. "Why aren't you home then?" Kame asks, after gathering much of his courage.

Shige turns to look at him, eyes filled with tears that wouldn't fall. "Because I'm not the one she's waiting for." He gives Kame a crooked and painful smile before cocking his head to the side, raising his glass up to Kame for the third time that night.

Kame stares and can't wipe the sight of Shige's face from his head for the next week (or two--Kame's lost track). A part of him is glad he's never fallen in love for this reason--for that moment when love just stops. He only wishes that he didn't suddenly feel so lonely when he actually thinks that.

iv. Chorus.

Kame falls into this routine of meeting Shige at the bar after work every night--no matter how late because more often than not, Shige's sitting at the bar, waiting for him with a filled glass of whatever he drank. So when Shige doesn't show up one evening, Kame feels so awkward sitting there by himself that when the bartender asks him--with this half-smile that looks more tinged with sadness than with glee--if he wants a refill, Kame refuses and leaves the bar without a second glance.

He hops on the train, his thoughts filled with how Shige's suddenly taken up a large part of his life--it's not a proper night until he's sitting with Shige talking about how the sky is blue to whether or not they regret becoming idols. His thoughts turn over in his head as the train lulls him to a slow and steady sleep.

Kame dreams of a life with Shige--not the life they have now, but a strangely domestic life with them living together (or at least that's what Kame figures). They move around in the kitchen, dressed in dorky aprons that have their names emblazoned across the front (Kame thinks it's a bit of a dorky idea, but most of him thinks that it was probably him who'd had the idea in the first place). Their knees knock against each other as they move from one side to the other, laughing as Shige stumbles and spills some flour onto the floor. Kame laughs until Shige thumbs a streak of flour on his cheek and that just calls for payback to Kame.

They're talking at the dinner table, smiles and laughter behind glasses of water--no need for alcohol in their lives after all--and plates that are piled with home-cooked food (when was the last time Kame had home-cooked food for that matter?) and more laughter that bounces off the walls and echoes in Kame's mind for days on end.

Kame dreams of Shige's breath against his, lips pressed against the others' and hands fumbling through layers of clothes. Shige's mumbling something under his breath and pressed against Kame's skin that Kame can't quite catch, doesn't know if it's really that important. Shige's hand darts underneath Kame's shirt and cold on warm practically burns against his skin--imprints a mark that only Kame can remember. Kame squeezes his eyes shut, trying so hard to keep feeling as alive as he does right now. He gasps, only in the dream, still in the dream, and throws back his head as Shige presses kisses down his throat.

It's only the train jerking to a stop at the end of the line that finally wakes up. Kame curses as he opens his eyes, realizing that he's far from his stop, too far from his stop. He sighs, shifting in his seat to get comfortable again and waiting for the train to start up again around to get home. He makes sure not to fall asleep, unsure of what he'd see behind his eyes, unsure if it was telling him what he wished for or what he wanted right now.

v. Bridge.

It's a week before Kame talks to Shige again, a week after Kame's last visit to the bar, a week after his dream. So when he picks up his phone to an unknown number--usually a bad idea in Kame's eyes--and finds Shige greeting him on the other end, it takes all of Kame's willpower not to hang up and pretend he hadn't heard Shige at all.

"Hey, Kamenashi-kun. I asked Yamashita-kun for your number. I hope you don't mind," Shige says with ease.

Kame closes his eyes, exhales, combs a hand through his hair before responding. "It's no problem, Kato-kun."

Shige chuckles on the other end. "I thought I told you to call me Shige."

"And I told you to call me Kame. See how well we follow orders," Kame jokes, heart thumping harshly in his chest. He's not sure why he's suddenly so nervous--no, he knows exactly why, but he doesn't know why he's taking his dream so seriously all of a sudden.

"I haven't seen you lately," Shige says; Kame can just imagine the frown on his lips as he does so.

Kame chuckles awkwardly. "Early mornings, gotta get my beauty sleep. You know how it is."

Shige laughs. "That's too bad! I miss having someone to talk to at the bar. It's kinda silly sitting there by myself just drinking."

"Haven't you been doing that for ages before?" Kame points out.

"And I felt silly back then. Nothing's changed." Kame can see Shige's crooked smile at this and somehow, that makes Kame's resolve break. He licks his lips.

"I don't know," Kame fumbles, trying to focus on an invisible speck in front of him that refuses to move, no matter how much he bats at the air.

Shige pauses on the other line. "Kamenashi-kun, did something happen? Did I do something?" There's a twinge of confusion in his voice that Kame doesn't blame him for having--Kame's a little confused himself.

"No, no you didn't," Kame finally says honestly--because it's the truth. It's all Kame, his paranoia, his confusion. He exhales. "I don't think I'll be going to the bar again." He tries to chuckle, but he wonders if it sounds as fake to Shige as it does to his own ears. "Too much alcohol, probably was a bad idea to go as often as I was."

"Oh," Shige says on the other line, voice catching. "Er. Okay, well, that's too bad, Kamenashi-kun. I was enjoying talking with you."

Kame licks his lips. "Yeah, to me too." There's a pause of awkward silence that makes Kame shut his eyes and exhale. "Listen, I have to get back to work. I'll, um. Later."

"Bye, Kamenashi-kun." Shige's voice is softer than Kame ever remembers. The ring tone echoes in his ear for another minute before Kame shuts his cell phone, his eyes catching his other members' eyes.

"What?" Kame snaps.

Jin gives him a soft smile, slightly sad. "Nothing," he says. A part of Kame wants him to expand on that, but he stamps down the desire and tells them that they should get back to work.

vi. Verse 3.

It's a couple of weeks before Kame suddenly realizes that all he's been doing is working, going home, sleeping, and then repeating the same thing the next day and then the next. Kame is at home, a bottle of beer in his hands and the imprint of his ass on his couch getting more and more defined. He feels really pathetic at this moment--lonely and craving for human interaction other than the usual people.

It's not as though staying away from Shige helped much of anything anyway. Kame still dreams of a life together with Shige, every night a possible scene of their life together--they range from something like just sitting down and fighting over the remote, to actual intimate scenes that Kame almost feels embarrassed for looking in on.

Each night though, the image of Shige gets fuzzier and fuzzier--like Kame's forgetting what Shige's like, what'd he say. Or maybe just the little stuff like the quirk of Shige's smile, the twinkle in his eye when Kame said something funny.

Kame curses himself in his head as he gets up off the couch, pulling on his jacket--thankful that he hadn't changed as soon as he'd gotten home. Without another thought, Kame makes his way to the bar at 1 in the morning, hoping that Shige will still be there, at the same time hoping that he won't be there.

He swings open the door and the bell chimes like it's always done before, and Kame sees a familiar back to him. Shige's talking animatedly to the bartender whose eyes quirk upwards when he sees Kame walk through the door.

The bartender nods in his direction and Kame freezes in his spot as Shige turns around slowly, his eyes meeting Kame's. Kame licks his lips as Shige's eyes light up with recognition, beaming as he stumbles off the stool and into Kame's arms.

"Kamenashi-kun!" Shige says bubbly, breath reeking of alcohol. "I didn't think I'd ever see you here again."

Kame chuckles awkwardly, leading Shige back to his seat and shouldering most of Shige's weight. "I didn't think I'd come back again," Kame says honestly.

Shige beams at him brightly, raising his glass to Kame. "A toast to Kame's return!"

Kame stares. "Haven't you drank enough already?"

"Never," Shige says with a chortle. "Not until after the divorce is finalized."

"What?" Kame starts, half choking around the sip he'd just taken. The alcohol burns twice as much on the way down.

Shige tilts his head to the side. "I didn't get to tell you, huh?" He laughs loudly. "I'm getting a divorce. Me. A Johnny's boy. Who thought something like this would ever happen."

"I--" Kame swallows hard. "But why?"

"I told you, didn't I, Kamenashi-kun? I wasn't the one she was waiting for at home." Shige throws back his head and Kame suddenly gets very vivid images of him kissing a line down his throat; Kame blinks.

"Oh."

Shige smiles at him, even his eyes are glimmering at this point. Kame wonders if he has enough self-restraint not to take Shige right now and just do what he's been dreaming of for weeks. Kame licks his lips. "So-" he starts.

Shige yawns exaggeratedly cutting Kame off completely, throwing his hand over his mouth and then stumbling off the stool. His other hand tugs on Kame's arm and he leans into Kame's grasp. "Ne," he murmurs. "Can I crash at your place? I think it's too late to go to Koyama's. His family's probably already asleep."

Kame's eyebrows furrow. "So why were you here so late?"

Shige chuckles, looking up at Kame. "Out of hope."

A beat before Kame gives Shige a shaky smile, hoping that with how close Shige is, he can't feeling the pound of Kame's heart. "Sure. You can crash at my place." Shige beams up at him and Kame thinks he had no real self-restraint to begin with.

vii. Chorus.

Of course they don't come together easily; it's not that Kame likes to complicate things, it's just that he thinks everything through--almost everything anyway. Shige has to go through his divorce first before he officially moves into Kame's, before Kame even thinks to make a move on Shige.

It's the second after Shige gets the phone call from his lawyer saying that he's a divorcee that Kame turns to Shige and presses his lips against his. When Kame pulls back, Shige sighs and shakes his head. "Took you long enough, you know."

Kame frowns. "Shut up, you weren't single till just now."

Quirking an eyebrow, Shige chuckles. "The things you focus on."

"The things you don't," Kame retorts, eyes burning a hole into the television in front of them. Shige leans against Kame's shoulder, a faint smile pressed against his shirt. Kame thinks suddenly that it's better late than never. He smiles again, his fingers tangling with Shige's.

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OH GOD, SARAH. I DON'T EVEN KNOW. AS;DLKFJASLDKFJAKLSDJ 1) I don't know why this is so damn long. 2) ;askdrjalskdjf That song is now on repeat on my computer and i blame you. 3) ...HOW IS THIS SO LONG. ~_~;; Hopefully you enjoyed.

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(sorry for the premature comment earlier... hehe)

OMG I LOVE THIS AND YOU AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU HEHE~
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i just noticed i was called awesome in this post... why? *blink*

oh wait. i just remembered. nevermind. XD

Edited 2008-12-24 07:55 (UTC)

cracks up. i was just about to respond too. lolol

AHAHA this was so cute! :D ♥

is it fine if I ask for one too? :D;

::llaughs:: go right ahead, yo. :D

Yay, thank you! :D ♥

uhh... Ryo/Koyama, forever young :)) too much The Academy Is... in my head, lol.

Oh Kami. I've just woken up and this is the first thing I've seen in my inbox, so apologise for me taking so long to reply! I knew this would sort of ache when I gave you the prompt--the lyrics aren't exactly fluffy--but I love what you've done with this.
First; KAT-TUN in the future *___* I adore the idea of them being married and normal and having a life outside of JE--I think that's one of the reasons KAT-TUN are so fascinating to me, because they do have this entire life outside of JE (bar Jin to a certain extent) and everything about the first part made me go :D/:[ because Kame. Oh Kame. I love his desperation when he asked the other to go out with him, how incredibly lonely he is. And how he meets Shige in the bar and Shige's just as lonely as he is, he's just a little bit better at hiding it.

Second, the jasdjt the way you give us a little bit about their pasts, about who they are as people--Shige's marriage to a younger co-star, how she's having an affair, Kame and the dreams. And the dreams. Oh the dreams. So dorky and domestic and Kame. He's such a dork Kami and you really bought this through.

AND THE ENDING!!! OH MY GOD THE ENDING. I thought it would end tragically because you had Kame telling Shige he wasn't going back to the bar, but then Kame goes back and they kiss and jansjd it’s so normal *____*

Really Kami, you spoil me. I really adored this, really, really so. Thank you for writing it for me <3

Oh, and do you want the Kanye West album? I dl it the other day :D

is it ok if i also ask for a story?

if so, koyama/ueda yes, we can fall in love

if you can't then still, your entries are funny to read

I still don't have any other ideas aside from the lame ones I've already thrown at you. I'm fail at it.

Shige is Piro and Koyama is Largo and they're working in Akiba and hilarity ensues. ;)

I don't think I've asked for one yet right? I must have missed this entry! D=

Hmmm....I don't really know what pairing I want, though RyoDa comes to mind but I'd take Pin too...I just want fighting over the tree and some snark. Snark is good. xdD

okay so...this was actually an idea i got from a one line meme i had ages ago, but i liked the idea. so i'm using it. tegoshi's a rich socialite, massu's his doorman. XD Obviously tegomass.

After writing: Oh god, this got really OOC. I'm sorry. I'll write another one if you want. T.T

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i. Say Hello

"Good afternoon, Tegoshi-san."

Tegoshi always gives Masuda a nod, maybe a warm smile if he can manage it--more often than not, he's too busy talking about something or another on the phone that he only manages a nod--but he always notices the bright smile that Masuda has on his face as he holds the door for Tegoshi on his way out.

Not that that's hard to miss. Masuda has this smile that people would have to be blind not to nice--warm, bubbly, kind--qualities that people around Tegoshi need more of.

So when Masuda's sporting a weak smile that doesn't reach his eyes--heck, doesn't even reach half his face--Tegoshi stops himself for a second and blinks.

Masuda blinks back at him. "Te---Tegoshi-san?" he asks, head tilted.

Tegoshi's eyes narrow. "Are you okay?"

"I-" Masuda starts before frowning. "Um, yes, sir. Thanks for asking though." His eyes shine a little bit more and Tegoshi nods, satisfied.

"Okay, well, have a good day," Tegoshi tells him before heading out the door, his cell phone back to his ear.

It's when Tegoshi's already halfway to his car that Masuda says urgently, "And a good day to you too, sir!" Tegoshi turns, gives Masuda a bright smile and then disappears into his limo.

On the phone, Ryo snaps, "Are you listening? What was that all about?"

Tegoshi chuckles. "Just a little conversation with a normal person, Ryo-tan. Now what were you saying?"

"Are you implying I'm not normal?" Ryo says gruffly.

"Never. Now what's this about a merger?" Tegoshi asks sweetly. Ryo pauses and Tegoshi can just see his eye roll. He would know Ryo pretty well; they were business partners after all.

ii. GanGanGanbatte.

"Massu. Massu." The voice pulls him out of his thoughts. "Ne, Massu."

Massu blinks, shaking his head slightly to get his focus back. "Huh?"

Koyama stares at him, frowning. "Are you okay? You've been distracted lately."

"Ah," Massu says softly, gathering his stuff up and standing from the seat he sits in day after day. Koyama takes his place, still frowning up at Massu. "It's nothing," he chimes, trying to sound cheerful. "Just a little of family problems."

"Did your dad lose his job again?" Koyama asks, frowning.

"Yeah," Massu says, leaning against the table on the other side of the counter. He sighs. "They didn't want to tell me at first since I've moved out, but I think it's getting bad." He frowns again.

Koyama sighs. "What do you think you're going to do?"

Massu shrugs nonchalantly, even though he feels nowhere near it. He smiles brightly--fake, he knows it's fake and he hates that it's fake--and tells Koyama, "Play it as it plays. Maybe work extra." He claps a hand on the counter before turning on his heel. "Have a good shift, Kei-chan."

"Have a good night, Massu!"

Massu gives Koyama a wave as he heads to the locker room to change and head home to his roommate, and hope that maybe he'll figure something out on the way there.

iii. Devil or Angel.

Tegoshi rolls his eyes as Ryo and Shige bicker over the dinner table like they always do. He takes a small sip of his wine before sighing again. "Really, do you guys always have to argue every second?"

Ryo and Shige say simultaneously, "We're not arguing."

Tegoshi holds his hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay." He goes back to his meal as the two continue to go over the pluses and minuses of their company's newest merger. Tegoshi finds that while he enjoys dinner at Ryo and Shige's (they're roommates--even though Tegoshi constantly wonders if they're more than that), all their debating--debating, not arguing--tends to leave a sour feel in Tegoshi's mouth. Suddenly, Masuda's frown pops into his head and Tegoshi frowns slightly, wondering why the image would appear.

He takes another sip of his wine.

"What are you distracted by?" Shige asks out of the blue--or maybe not out of the blue, Tegoshi hadn't been paying attention for the past ten minutes.

"Huh?" Tegoshi blinks, looking up at Shige. "Um, nothing really." He smiles brightly. "I'm glad you guys stopped though. Maybe now we can actually talk business."

Ryo chuckles, leaning forward on his elbows. "Are you always just business, Tegoshi?"

Tegoshi grins. "Only when I can be."

"Isn't that just 24/7?" Shige snorts.

Tegoshi sends him a wicked grin. "Like I said, when I can."

iv. Boom! Boom! Power!

Massu enters his apartment to find Yamapi on the couch watching television, yawning and scratching places that probably shouldn't be scratched so publicly (even if it was their apartment) and holding a bottle of beer. "Hey, Massu!" he greets with a smile that reaches up all the way to his eyes even though the bags are heavy and he's obviously exhausted.

"Hey!" Massu greets, throwing his bag into the nearest open chair and then falling into it with a sigh.

"Anything interesting happen at work?" Yamapi asks, leaning forward to grab an unopened bottle of beer off the table and handing it to Massu.

Massu chuckles. "What could happen when I'm opening doors for multi-millionaires?"

"You could get a hundred dollars randomly. Just for smiling at someone."

"That was Kato-kun on the 3rd floor and I just helped him pick up some papers before they flew away," Massu explains, taking a sip of his beer.

Yamapi laughs. "Only one of those rich snobs would give you a hundred bucks just for that."

"We're only saying that because we're not rich."

"Isn't that a shame," Yamapi bemoans before taking another sip. He clunks his empty bottle of beer on the table before getting up and stretching. "Well, I'm going to turn in. Shooting's early in the morning and the extras have to get there an hour earlier than the stars."

Massu gives Yamapi a nod before blurting out, "Hypothetically, what would you say if I said I wanted to move back home?"

Yamapi spins on his heel, giving Massu a firm stare. "Are you for real?"

"No. That's why I said hypothetically."

"You're one of the best roommates I've ever had. You're neat, you can cook. Well. You pay all your bills on time and you don't seem to mind when I'm being particularly annoying. It'd be a shame, but." Yamapi pauses. "If you need to, I understand."

Massu gives Yamapi a bright smile. "I'm one of your best roommates? Awww, Pi."

Yamapi flushes. "That's what you take away? Thanks," he grumbles, heading into his room.

"If it helps, you're one of my best roommates too!" Massu laughs lightly as Yamapi shuts the door loudly behind him. The smile on Massu's face brightens as he takes a sip of beer and stares mindlessly into the television with its dramatized scene with Rescue Rangers. His decision wasn't being made easier in the least.

v. Alibi.

Tegoshi frowns when he enters the lobby to find Masuda staring intently at what has to be his checkbook. Masuda frowns. Then the frown deepens.

"Masuda-kun," Tegoshi greets cordially, leaning against the counter. Masuda fumbles with his book, stuffing it underneath his bag, and then greets Tegoshi with a bright smile.

"Tegoshi-san!" Masuda greets cheerfully. "What can I help you with today?"

Tegoshi pauses, a little uncertain with why he stopped in the first place. But he was always really good at thinking on his feet. "It's nothing much, Masuda-kun, but I heard you're a good cook, right?"

Masuda blinks. "Um. I guess a little? I don't know enough to really say I'm good."

"Listen, my main cook is out on vacation. Something about a family thing, I don't know. But I'm having some company over tonight and I need someone to properly prepare dinner," Tegoshi explains. "I'll pay you, of course. A set price even if the food's not exactly up to par."

"I-" Masuda starts, the surprise obviously on his face. "I don't think--Don't you have someone you can call? That might be better, Tegoshi-san."

Tegoshi shakes his head. "No. I have good instincts. When does your shift end?"

"Um, at 4, Tegoshi-san."

"I know you have the key so just let yourself in." Tegoshi starts fumbling in his bag before pulling out his check book. "Now, what sounds like a good price?"

"Aa, Tegoshi-san! Maybe you should pay me after? I mean, what if what I make isn't good?" Masuda fumbles, biting at his lower lip--Tegoshi thinks it's kinda cute in that "he's looking a big teddy bear" kind of way.

Tegoshi chuckles, putting the book away. "Well, I trust you to do well, but if you insist." He starts towards the door and Masuda rounds the counter quickly, appearing beside Tegoshi and holding the door in a second. "Thanks, Masuda-kun. And I'll see you tonight."

"Um, sure." Masuda nods shakily, although the smile has never really left his face. "Tonight."

As he walks towards his limo, Tegoshi thinks that he might get to see Masuda's real smile again instead of the one he's been pulling for the past few days.

vi. Nandex2 Dame.

"Massu!" Koyama calls out, flying towards the counter. "What's this rumor that you're going to Tegoshi-san's place?"

Massu pales. "I'm not really sure myself. He just said something. I kinda said yes." Massu pauses. "Wait, did I say yes? I don't know. I must've. I have to go there and cook. How did he even know that I could cook?"

Koyama shrugs. "Grapevine. You know how loud some people are."

Pause. Massu raises an eyebrow. "Kei-chan. Have you been saying things?"

"What?!" Koyama starts, flushing. "Why would you think I had something to do with it?"

"Because you can be a babblemouth when you want to be. Did you tell Kato-kun things again?"

Koyama pouts. "Shige-chan doesn't gossip."

"Shige-chan? Since when were you close to Kato-kun?"

"We're buddies. Nothing big. Besides, he has it in for his roommate." Koyama's eyes go wide and he claps a hand over his mouth. "I wasn't supposed to say that."

Massu snickers. "And you wonder my suspicious."

"Whatever. Are you going to do it?"

"Yeah, might as well. I mean, if I'm getting paid. I could use the money."

"Good. Now get out of my chair and go up." Massu blinks before looking abruptly at his watch.

"Crap!" Massu hisses as he moves to pack up his things. "Didn't realize it was over my time already."

Koyama chuckles. "Go go. Maybe if you can get extras, save some for me. I haven't had anything but ramen for days."

"That's what happens when your family owns a ramen restaurant. I'll let you know how it goes," Massu calls out before he enters the elevator. Koyama waves at him from the desk, grinning and calling out to give him luck. Massu thinks he needs all the luck he can get.

vii. Smile Maker.

When Tegoshi gets home, he can smell good--and he means good food--wafting from his kitchen to the front door. Tegoshi thinks he was right to believe in Masuda as he takes every step deeper into his apartment, a bottle of wine nestled underneath his arm as he struggles to pull out his checkbook.

The first thing Tegoshi sees when he enters the kitchen is Masuda in a pink frilly apron that Tegoshi doesn't ever remember owning, holding a tiny dish to his mouth and then beaming brightly as he pulls away. His eyes catch Tegoshi's at the doorway and he grins wider.

"Tegoshi-san! Welcome back!" Masuda greets as he shuts off the stove.

Tegoshi blinks again. "Um, hey! The food smells good," he comments, walking up to the kitchen counter and putting his things down. Masuda rounds the table, helping Tegoshi as he grabs the wine and places it down carefully.

"Thanks, Tegoshi-san!" Masuda reaches over to grab the dish he'd been holding when Tegoshi entered the room and holds it up to Tegoshi's mouth. "Why don't you taste a little? Let me know what you think."

"Sure." Tegoshi leans over, takes a sip and flavor--rich, strong flavors that just overwhelm him--that he doesn't really know explodes in his mouth. "Wow," Tegoshi mumbles, pulling back. He blinks up at Masuda. "How--Are you always this good?"

Masuda shrugs, putting the dish back down. "It's all self-taught so I don't really know if you could compare me to other people." He wipes his hands on the apron, moving to untie it. "But as long as you think it's good." He smiles brightly at Tegoshi--this time, it reaches his eyes and Tegoshi thinks that the sight makes everything worth it. Tegoshi blinks and then refocuses on his checkbook.

"You did great. How much should I pay you?" Tegoshi asks, smiling as he opens his checkbook to an empty check and then looks up to meet Masuda's eyes.

"Um," Masuda freezes. "I. Whatever you think is best, Tegoshi-san."

Tegoshi stares. "You do know that's not really a safe answer to give people."

Masuda blinks. "What?"

"You could get seriously gypped that way," Tegoshi says seriously. "These are things you have to pay attention for Masuda-kun. Be firm. It'll get you places." He starts filling out the check, signing it in the same huge cursive that he always used. Tegoshi rips it out and hands it to Masuda with a smile. "Here."

Masuda looks down at the check, furrows his eyebrows and then looks back up. "Um, Tegoshi-san. I think that's too many zeros."

"No, it's well deserved," Tegoshi says with a wave of his hand. "Would you like to join us for dinner, Masuda-kun?"

"I-" Masuda stumbles with his words. "I don't think that'd be very polite of me."

Tegoshi shakes his head. "It's nothing formal. Just a meal between my close friends. You should stay. Reap your own rewards. I don't take no for an answer." He grins widely.

"I-Sure," Masuda ends up saying, albeit reluctantly. "Thanks for inviting me."

"Great! Ryo-tan and Shige should be coming any minute now." Tegoshi leads Masuda towards the dining room, nodding at his butler to prepare the table. "I can't keep calling you Masuda-kun, what's your full name?"

"Masuda Takahisa?"

"Hmm."

"Most people call me Massu though," Masuda add.

"Ooh! Massu! That sounds really nice! Can I call you that too?"

"Sure," Masuda--Massu--says with a half-smile.

"And I just go by Tegoshi, you don't have to keep being formal with me."

"Um, sure, Tegoshi-s--" Massu bites his bottom lip and Tegoshi laughs heartily.

"Don't worry about it." Tegoshi beams brightly, arm around Massu's shoulders. "So tell me about yourself!"

viii. Change The World.

By the time Massu gets home, he still feels a little dazed and confused, and more than a little weirded out. Although Nishikido and Kato bought knew Massu as the doorman, they were still more cordial to him than he would ever expected them to be. Hell, if he was honest, they were acting like he was a friend--like a normal friend that always spent dinner with them.

Okay, their bickering (or flirting as Tegoshi had whispered at one point) was a little off-putting to sit through, but after the first two arguments, Massu was starting to believe that they actually liked when they argued.

"Hey! Late night, huh?" Yamapi greets at the couch. There's no beer in his hand this time, but he does have another person sitting there.

Massu chuckles as he slumps into his usual chair, energy spent. "A little. You got my message though, right?"

"How was dinner with the millionaires?" Jin asks--Jin being Yamapi's close friend that was trying to make his break in acting just like Yamapi was.

Massu shrugs. "I'm not sure. Good. Weird. I surprisingly didn't feel out of my skin for a third of it."

"Only a third?" Yamapi asks, eyebrow raised.

"Tegoshi likes to talk business at the dinner table. Nishikido and Shige say it's normal for him, but I think it's a little strange for a person to be so focused on work." Massu wrinkles his nose.

"But did they like your food?" Jin asks, grinning.

Massu flushes. "Yeah. Actually, Nishikido and Shige insisted that I should become a chef. I'm not sure if that was them or the whine talking though," Massu chuckles faintly.

"See!" Yamapi pumps his fist into the air. "I told you you could totally become a chef with your skills. You should do it!"

"Nobody's going to hire me when I have no training, Pi. I told you that before."

Jin rolls his eyes. "And we have no training too, but we're still getting through."

Shrugging, Massu doesn't elaborate. "Well, doesn't matter. This was a one time thing anyway."

"Maybe. I don't think that Tegoshi guy will leave you alone. This is the second day," Yamapi points out.

"Ooh! You know what they say about the third day!" Jin chimes enthusiastically. Massu blinks and Jin takes that as a sign to continue. "It's a charm!"

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i know this is going to be long omg.

AHAHAH I'M LAUGHING TO MYSELF. PART 2

OH GOD. PART 3

OH YAY. PART 4. OF HOW MANY. DDD:

Part 5. I don't know where to break anymore.

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I LIKE AUS A LITTLE TOO MUCH. I ELABORATE LIKE WHOA.

UM. i'm a little scared for how long this will be. part 2.

i wonder if i have enough icons. part 3.

ooh right. massu too. part 4.