coming home part 26
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krystalkatzficzTitle: Coming Home
Author: krystalkatz
Rating: pg
Length: Chaptered
Genre: Au,
Pairings: Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya Kazunari
Disclaimer: I only own the plot
Nino’s hand was shaking as he tried to put his key into the lock, Sakurai’s car was in their car parking space so there was a very strong chance that his ex-boyfriend would be in. He knew he had to do this, he had to let go of Sakurai for Jun… No it wasn’t that he had too, it was tha he wanted to. He knew that while he was continuing along with these half-hearted feelings towards both of them he was just hurting Jun. He hadn’t realised how much he was hurting the doctor until his little speech in the car. They way Jun’s voice had been shaking when he had admitted how much he was scared of losing him had touched him inside. Taking a deep breath he guided the key into the hole and unlocked the door having to take another breath before he could push it open.
Memories where threatening to over whelm him as he stepped inside. He was positive that he could hear gasps and moans but he knew that it was just his mind. The apartment was as silent as it was dark. He almost dropped his key into the bowl but stopped his hand short stuffing the key into his pocket when he had finished collecting his stuff he would hand the key back and he wouldn’t even think about how happy and excited he had been when Sakurai had nervously first given it to him.. He flicked on the light and boldly pushed open the door to the living room aware that somewhere behind him Jun and Aiba were following in some kind of agreed silence.
Nino’s nose wrinkled as a disgusting smell reached his nose and something clinked against his shoe which he had refused to take off. The thick blood red curtains were closed making the room almost pitch black even though it was only about 2 in the afternoon. His shin connected with the coffee table as he moved to open them and he swore as he almost tripped on what was obviously a bottle. Pulling open the curtain as he rubbed he shin Nino looked around the living room in horror. Empty alcohol bottles and half eaten takeaways were creating a carpet over the top of the soft brown carpet they had picked out when they had redecorated a year ago.
On the sofa there was a makeshift bed surrounded by photo’s, there were some of him, some of him and Sakurai and there were some of Sakurai with him. His heart clenched tightly as he saw the photos of Ohno mixed in with the ones of him, it showed clearly that no matter what Sakurai had said about it just being a ‘fuck buddy’ thing there were feelings there. He guessed that because the painting and decorating guy had been included into the little shrine that Sakurai had going that he had left him as well. Nino wasn’t sure how he felt about that had he pulled his eyes away quickly, looking instead at the TV cabinet where his games machines had been kept. Only his playstation and xbox controllers were still there and with a sigh he tried to ignore how painful it was to see the tell-tale clear patch in the dust which showed how long the machines had been there before being disturbed.
A quick look around the living room told him that besides the pictures it was pretty much a ‘Nino free zone’ and he hurried past Jun and Aiba who had matching carefully blank expressions on their faces. The next stop was the kitchen which was once again full of boxes and bottles, the dining table obviously hadn’t been cleaned in the two weeks as it still had the plates covered in thick hairy mould which was going a long way to explain the smell that was filling his nostrils since they had arrived.
“Wow…You would think he would clean up a little” Aiba mumbled in a harsh voice, breaking the funeral type silence that had hung over them since they had arrived. Both Nino and Jun turned to look at him and the manager gave them a shrug “What? This place is a shrine of self-pity! He’s the one the cheated, but if you look at this place it looks like Nino left him!”
“I did leave him” Nino whispered and Aiba nodded scrapping his hair away from his face with his fingers
“Yeah because you came home from work to find his cock buried in another guy… If he wanted to keep you he should have kept it in his pants…” He huffed looking around with obvious disgust in his eyes “Leaving it like this… It’s like he’s trying to get you to feel sorry for him…Its stupid…”
Nino stared at his friend in silence for a long time before flicking his eyes to Jun who was doing his best to keep his face clear but Nino caught the slight flicker of agreement in his eyes. Nino took a painful breath and then smiled with a nod
“You’re right, it is” He said his voice somehow staying amazingly calm even though his heart was thudding and almost pounding against his ribs “Come on, it looks like he actually packed my stuff away at least…”
“Ka-“ Jun started but Nino shook his head, he could feel tears prickling in his eyes so he looked away, not wanting Jun to see him shed any more tears for another guy. He strode into the spare bedroom that Sakurai had been converting into an office. Now that he thought about it, that must have been when Sakurai and Ohno had first met, he really should have guessed when he had been taking more and more trips to the store even though he had already picked out paint after paint. He hadn’t realised though, he had been too busy to realise so stupidly focused on showing himself and Jun… The rest of the village that he wasn’t just a silly little fag that he hadn’t noticed that Sakurai was slipping away.
Somehow now though he wondered if he really had Sakurai at all, right from when Jun had confessed to him he had been able to ‘feel’ that love, Jun continuously showed him and reassured him. Over and over again with just his actions Jun had said ‘I am in love with you…’ with Sakurai it was different , his presence had been different, he had oozed self confidence that had said ‘be in love with me’. It was so strange that only now Nino was just learning which one he wanted. Seeing that the room was empty, save decorating supplies Nino slammed the door closed and turned towards the bedroom. He was hoping that he wouldn’t have to go in there but by process of elimination it was the only room left. He took several deep relaxing breaths as his hand went to the door handle, trying not to picture the scene from two and a half weeks ago, but it was there startlingly clear in his mind as he pushed the door open.
Piled high on the bed was everything he owned, his clothes, games and other stupid things that he brought and had been brought over the four years. A double bed of things really didn’t seem a lot, but almost every little thing had a memory or a story. Packing boxes were stuffed down one side of the bed and Nino saw the photo that he had kept beside the bed was still there crusty with he knew what. He reached out grabbing a hold of Jun’s hand needing the confidence boost that he got from the warmth that surrounded his short fingers for a few moments
“Right!” Aiba said briskly clapping his hand together and grabbing three of the boxes and handing one to each of them “Let’s get started!”
Nino knew that Aiba was being cheerful on purpose, there were probably only three people on the planet that could tell the difference between real cheerful Aiba and the fake one that he was showing now. Nino, Becky and Sakurai. Aiba and Sakurai had been friends since they were teenagers, though they had lost touch a little when Sakurai had gone to Keio university and Aiba had done evening classes while working part time, they said that when you break up with someone you didn’t just lose your partner but you lost your friends too, Nino was glad that in the case of Aiba, he had picked his side though he felt terrible that they had put him in that position.
They worked steadily, with Nino only looking at the stuff briefly before sticking it into the boxes. They had just finished the first 2 when there were the soft sounds of a key in the lock and then the door opening.
TBC
A/N: Yay I was sun bathing for most of yesterday, and I’m all booked in for having my tattoo touched up this afternoon so hopefully I’ll be able to post the picture tomorrow
Sorry I thought Sakurai was in this part but it’s the next… I hope you enjoy ^,^
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Date: 2012-09-16 08:41 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-09-16 09:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-16 09:23 am (UTC)I want moooooooore!!!
Pictures of Ohno?
I wonder if he left Sho as well...
In a way, I pity him the most!
He most be really head over heels for him to agree on something like this...
I'd like to see Nino taalking to him...
Kyaaaaaah!
See you tomorrow!
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Date: 2012-09-16 11:17 am (UTC)Thanks for your hard work and waiting impatient for the next!!!!!!
PS: I want to se your tattoo!!^^
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Date: 2012-09-16 01:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-16 02:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-16 05:53 pm (UTC)As much as I didn't want Nino to encounter Sho, it can't be helped.
Thanks for the update!
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Date: 2012-09-16 09:02 pm (UTC)He had the support of Jun and Aiba, so yeah, he must be strong.
Sho came home, how he will face the other 3?
Can´t wait for the next chapter.
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Date: 2012-09-17 08:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-17 11:35 pm (UTC)Hope Nino won't fall for that.
Sorry, couldn't read it before, going to next chapter right now XD
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