moon_catcher | [fic] Unexpected Birthday Gift

Title: Unexpected Birthday Gift

Author: gina84
Pairing: Akame
Disclaimer: In my dreams I can own anything… otherwise they belong to each other
Rating: PG-15 (?? just to be safe ^_^;;;)

Summary: Enough of lies, let’s tell the truth XDD

A/N1: Excuse the huge failure at trying to find a suitable title >.< Yup, it ended up as a huge cliché *sighs* because it’s my random fic to celebrate you know what lol HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAME-CHAN!!!
~~I’ve been working on another one but was not able to finish it on time because of some rl issues. But I hope this one is not that bad either~~
A/N2: Big thanks go to annezack and elizabeth092289 for sharing the translations which inspired me to write this.

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If someone had asked Ueda Tatsuya about his band mate Kamenashi he would have probably said the quality describing the youngest KAT-TUN member the most was his ability to adapt himself to any situation without showing any possible uneasiness. If it had been Nakamaru Yuichi, the one being asked about Kame, the answer would have been all about the younger man keeping the whole group together, being the link between other members, about his professionalism and devotion to both the work and fans putting all of that above everything else, his personal life included. Tanaka Koki would have been enthusing about how cute yet cheeky Kame-chan could be, spilling out endless stories about his skill to say even the naughtiest thoughts with the most angelic expression ever. And if the same someone had been able to make Taguchi Junnosuke put aside his game console and answer the question as well, the answer would have been about Kame always finding a moment in his full schedule to sit down and play with Junno a game or two, or to go to a cinema with him.

And if – well, just a hypothetical situation since the agency handled everything for this to never happen – if had someone asked the former member of KAT-TUN Akanishi Jin about the quality he thought was describing Kamenashi-kun the most, Jin would have answered without thinking twice (or actually without thinking at all) it was Kamenashi’s stubbornness.

But no one had ever asked. No one ever would.

Definitely not Jin – for obvious reasons not now and for not that much obvious yet easily guessed reasons back then when he used to be a part of the group and he and Kamenashi used to be presented as the best friends on public.

And the truth?

Kamenashi Kazuya was a good actor (and not only on the screen) always ready to do whatever he was asked to do without showing any hint of protest. His work was important to him and he didn’t know what else to do if not being an idol (of course there was his love for baseball but in his twenties he was kind of old for starting a professional baseball player career) so he did his best to make the fans like him. He had grown up to be a real beauty and he had learned how to act on public – yet nothing could have suppressed his frisky sense of humor and liking of words with double meaning, because watching all the shocked faces of people around was giving him a mischievous pleasure inside… He liked hanging out with Junno because everything seemed to be easier with the pun king near and just sitting there and automatically pressing buttons of a remote control was a good way to relax once in a while when he didn’t have time enough for a trip to Okinawa or somewhere else.

His band mates knew him well, Kame had to admit (but never to them), but if the question should have been about the quality describing him the most then the truth was – as always it was no one else than Akanishi Jin who knew him the best.

Above all, Kamenashi Kazuya was one hell of a stubborn guy to start with.

“I’m going to do it, Jin,” Kame said one evening sitting on a balcony watching Jin who was standing not more than two steps from him leaning against a railing and slowly inhaling from a cigarette. The lit tip was glowing against the darkening sky with hazy silhouettes of skyscrapers in the background.

They were silent again, as if no words had escaped Kame’s lips.

Words were overrated anyway, or at least they thought so. During the years of being together, being friends and lovers, through the times they were trying to comply with the demands of the society and with the obligations of the agency pretending they hated each other and didn’t talk at all, and back to the realization they just couldn’t breathe when the other wasn’t around, they couldn’t sleep without feeling the other’s body, during all the good times and also the bad times both Kame and Jin had learnt to understand each other without words.

Jin finished the cigarette then joined Kame on the wooden bench the younger one was sitting on. “You…” Jin was chafing his hands, a bit nervously. This wasn’t the kind of conversation for him to be eager about to have. Not now when his first solo single had been officially announced and he was going to go back to America soon to hold a concert tour there. “We already talked about it and I told you –”

“I know,” Kame nodded, “and I understand, really. You are starting anew and your position is unsteady. Well, from what I know maybe overseas it would be cool for you to be officially gay but here,” a conciliated sigh slipped his lips and Kame finally looked up at Jin, “I know you are afraid and I’m not asking you anything. I’m just saying I’ll do it.”

Even through the dim light of the falling night Jin could catch the determination sparkling in Kazuya’s eyes and he unwittingly shrugged. With the damn stubbornness of his Kame could easily just come up to the stage of the forthcoming Shounen Club and somewhere between his Kazuko-chan-sweet-talks simply utter a confession of being gay as if nothing happened. And all Jin could do about it was hoping Kame would be reasonable enough to choose the right time and place.

A few weeks later Jin was speechlessly staring at a colorful page of a magazine. He knew he should have already got used to it but he somehow hadn’t and Kame kept surprising him over and over again. Maybe it was really actually Tanaka Koki, after all, the one knowing Kamenashi Kazuya the best. The damn teaser always pushing the limits in his secret and a bit twisted way, without most of people even noticing it.

“So?” Kame was standing right behind Jin, his hands gently massaging Jin’s shoulders. He was waiting for the latter to go through the magazine and find what he had been said to look for and then read it.

Jin read the little column once again and then closed the magazine putting it aside. He turned to Kame and soon his dumbfounded expression turned into a grin. “Someone in jimusho had to have a heart attack because of this,” Jin chuckled.

“Maybe,” Kame shrugged his shoulders then easily climbed over the backrest of the couch and straddled the other one circling his arms around Jin’s neck. “But who cares, ne?” He leaned in kissing Jin sloppily, his fingers playing with the soft hair above his nape.

“Who do you think will believe it? Ueda pretty much turned it into a joke with his ‘my real name is…’” Jin frowned, “what the hell was the name he used again?”

Kame fidgeted to sit right at Jin’s crotch, teasing him with the unexpected body contact. “You are not going to talk about Ueda now, are you?” the younger one whispered seductively licking the outline of Jin’s ear.

“No,” was all Jin managed to press through his gritted teeth feeling all his blood already rushing downwards.

“Or anyone else,” Kame continued blindly finding the bottom of Jin’s t-shirt and pulling it up.

Jin helped him and then began with his part of stripping the other one. “Nope.”

“Good.” Both the t-shirt and the shirt were already thrown away and when Kame once again leaned against Jin the contact was just skin on skin, body on body, making them wanting and aroused. “You know, I don’t care who, or actually if someone, will believe it or not. I did it only for myself, at least once saying the truth without hiding,” was the last Kame could say before all his thoughts turned into a mess and his words into moans.

“I’m sorry I won’t be able to make it for your birthday.” Jin’s apology was the first thing Kame heard after the other picked up the call. He didn’t have actually any time to even take a breath when Jin started on and now all Kame could was listening because Jin really sounded honest and down. It was one of those times Kame hated he couldn’t be next to the other one to hug him and stroke his hair, place a tender kiss onto his forehead eventually. It was one of those times he had nothing but Jin’s low and a bit husky voice. “They called a meeting and my manager said there is no way for me not coming there, too, and actually I really think I should be there as well. I don’t want them to agree on something I wouldn’t like and –”

“Jin,” Kame interrupted the torrent of words feeling Jin was losing himself in all the rambling.

“– and I know I promised you… and you have to believe me I already have a ticket and I found the flight departure on my own and I should have been there to wish you happy birthday and I found a great gift, you will love it, and…”

“JIN!”

Jin shut up. At the moment he was not sure how much mad Kame could be. No idea. At all. And of course Kame had all the rights to be mad because Jin had promised to be there for his birthday as always. He had never missed Kazuya’s birthday, not once, not even during the times when they were not together Jin was simply around, not saying more than a polite congratulation – but still there. Not on the fucking other side of the world!

“Kazuya…?”

Finally noticing Jin calmed down, Kame smiled. He could clearly imagine Jin’s puzzled face right now, eyes narrowed, a little frown right above the nose root, the perfect lips slightly parted.

“I would like to tell you something, can I?”

“O-of course,” Jin breathed out still confused. But since Kame hadn’t been already yelling at him, maybe the whole situation wasn’t as bad as he had thought.

Kame let out a content sigh, pleased with Jin’s unusual obedience. “I’m calling you to say thank you, Jin,” Kame’s voice was soft with a loving overtone, almost caressing Jin with every sound. “Thank you for the best present you could have given me.”

“Eh?” Now it was official. Jin was confused.

“I am in love. But I don't have a girlfriend. Sounds familiar?”

The words repeated in Jin’s head a few times in a loop before his brain was able to proceed them completely to the point to really understand what Kame had said just now. He gradually remembered he had said it in an interview. And a smile plastered over his face. Back then he hadn’t been thinking about it at all when they had asked him, he had just given them the first answer his head had made up… and only then added something about lying about girlfriends once in a while…

“Sounds like something I could say,” Jin finally said after a moment of silence between them.

“You did,” the other one replied in a breaking voice. “You didn’t have to, though, I told you –”

Now when the whole situation had settled Jin felt a relief spreading through his body and he could return to his usual self. “I did it for myself, wanted to know how it feels like…telling the truth aloud,” he almost repeated the words Kame had used a few weeks ago.

“And?” Kame swallowed all the gathered emotions. Of course he was not going to be a cry baby. Anyway, a part of him still couldn’t ditch a worry whether Jin hadn’t done a mistake nevertheless. The whole world was still too oversensitive over everything Jin Akanishi did and said and there was still a possibility they would be searching for hidden meanings behind way more innocent statements of his. But then there was the other part of Kame, the bigger one, which couldn’t suppress the delight in what Jin had done.

“And now I really wish to be with you,” Jin avoided to answer, his voice hoarse and breathing fitful.

Kame caught up with the sudden change of the atmosphere between them pretty quickly. “Oh, really? Would you mind telling me the reason?” he teased, but already going through the empty apartment to the bedroom and lying down onto the bed. “Or should I guess? Maybe to unbind the belt of my yukata?”

“Which one?” Jin rasped.

“The blue…” Kame was holding the phone at his ear while the free hand was playing with the belt until he somehow managed to really untie it. “Or maybe you would like to touch –”

Jin gulped. “Could I kiss you first?” he pleaded silently and the answer he got was Kazuya’s equally silent moan of approval.

If someone had asked Ueda Tatsuya about his former band mate Akanishi-kun, he would have told them everything about how great artist Jin was, about his given gift to write amazing lyrics. Being the question aimed to Nakamaru Yuichi, the beat boxer would have most probably told them about Jin’s bakaness but at the same time wouldn’t have forgotten to mention what a great friend Jin was to him, even now when their professional lives had taken different paths. Talking about Akanishi wouldn’t have been the best topic for Tanaka Koki since the two of them had never been too close, but even Koki would have never said anything to harm Jin in any way. Taguchi Junnosuke would have most probably admitted, in his naivety and light-mindedness, he was missing Jin and his endless teasing.

And if – well, just a hypothetical situation since the agency handled everything for this to never happen – if had someone asked Kamenashi Kazuya what the quality to describe his former band mate Akanishi Jin was, he would have kept silent. He would have apologized for not being able to answer because he and Jin had never been close enough to actually get to know each other, or maybe he would have just uttered something random and unbelievable because he and Akanishi hadn’t been in any touch since the other one had left to America last summer.

And the truth?

The quality Kame had been always connecting to Jin the most was how easily Jin had crept into his heart all those years ago and never left and how like this they could always be together no matter the distance and the different continents and the time-zones… Jin had always been with him.

~ THE END ~

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: Kame's birthday celebration
Current Music: Kamenashi Kazuya - Kizuna

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