The Baseball part three (edited)
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krystalkatzficzIt was Monday morning and Nino was back at school. He had spent all weekend, well up to when Jun had been dragged away by his manager, with his new lover and his body was still aching pleasantly in all the places that he had only ever imagined about before. He was trying to pay attention to his history teacher but instead of focusing on what the change from the Edo period meant to them he was staring into space thinking of his weird weekend. He had somehow gone from ‘Unpaid servant, read as: Slave’ to ‘lover’ and, even though his body was aching to prove it, he still couldn’t believe it.
“Holy sh-ugared crisps…” He cried out jumping wildly as somebody slammed their hand down hard on his desk. His heart was beating wildly like a drum as he looked up and saw his history teacher looking down at him with an almost amused smile on his large moon like face.
“Ninomiya-san, I know you’re hoping for a scholarship…” He said and Nino tried to ignore the pang of regret that was building up inside of him. He had already lost out on the scholarship he’d known that for a month. His skills weren’t good enough and if he was honest he could only say that he was disappointed because his grandma would be when she found out. She had wanted him to attend the same university as his father but he knew that that was now nothing more than a dream. Their household money couldn’t afford to send him anywhere. “But if you could you kindly pay attention to my lesson you might learn something…”
“Yes sir, sorry sir,” Nino stammered a little forcing away his depressing thoughts of not going to college and the sweeter happier thoughts of Jun away and looked down at his book well aware that Aiba was trying to catch his attention by giving him weird facial gestures. Aiba had been being funny with him since he had arrived at school and he knew why. They were meant to be studying together but his time with Jun had put a stop to that and although he felt guilty that wasn’t why Nino was avoiding his friend, he was avoiding him because he knew that as soon as they started talking he would babble like a school girl and he was terrified that Aiba would accidently let it slip. Jun’s career was only just taking off and he knew that there was no way that he would be able to survive a sex scandal.
By some miracle he managed to keep his thoughts on his book and he even managed to take a few notes on the subject. His heart sank though when the bell rang shrilly and he realised that he had to spend the next hour with his friend in practice so he wouldn’t be able to avoid him anymore. Scrapping his books and pens into his bag he rose from his seat and almost knocked straight into his friend who grabbed him by the shoulder to stop him falling backwards.
“Nino are you avoiding me?”
“What? No! Of course not! Why…Why would you ask that?” Nino stammered trying and unfortunately failing to keep his nerves in check. “You’re the one that’s been weird…”
“Hmm” Aiba grumbled his arms folding over his chest his eyes moving over him slowly like he was trying to search his soul and Nino squirmed a little unable to stop the blush that wanted to stalk up into his cheeks. He had never blushed so much in his life before and he was seriously hoping that it wasn’t going to be a permanent thing. “Where were you all weekend?”
“…Out…We should get going the coach…” Nino told his friend quickly gripping his bag and almost running out of the room leaving him to catch up and hating himself for turning into the little shy coward that he had become. Aiba followed behind him at a more sedate pace but with his long legs managing to out strip his it wasn’t long before they were falling in to sync with each other.
“See…You are avoiding me…” Aiba pouted as they reached the changing room and Nino sighed shaking his head his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air “You were meant to help me study”
“Ah sorry, I was with Ju-Matsumoto-san” Nino told him quickly praying that he didn’t blush as he went to his locker surprised when Aiba kicked out at his own locker causing a chain reaction of swaying as he spat out angrily;
“Humph! You’re always with him recently”
“I can’t help it” Nino said surprised at the anger in his friend’s voice. He and Aiba had been friends since they were both in nappies and not once had he seen him anything more than mildly irritated before and even then he had apologised for snapping at everyone. He hadn’t realised that it was so important to him and he did feel bad that he wasn’t telling him everything that was happening. It was only natural since they had used to do everything together. It wasn’t just on his part either recently he had been seeing a lot less of his cheerful friend. He didn’t want that to become the norm though. They had been through too much with each other for them to call it a day now and he sighed giving a smile “I’m sorry…I’m still working off that windscreen…”
“That should have been paid off by now! That man is treating you like a skivvy…”
“It was expensive glass…And then he added on...For that painting...” Nino mumbled wishing that he didn’t have to lie and could tell his friend about his change in relationship. Hell he wished that he could tell him that he had spent almost all weekend trapped in Jun’s bedroom with Jun’s mouth moving all over him like he was making a map. He shivered a little biting his lip to stop a moan when he was positive that he could still feel the model’s hot skilled mouth trailing over him over his nipples and then down the line of his stomach. He gave himself a mental nudge trying to stop his train of thoughts before he had to go and help himself in the toilet. He cleared his expression and muttered “Besides you’re rarely available either these day...”
“I…That’s…” Aiba flushed, the anger leaving his face immediately as his ears and cheeks started burning with embarrassment and Nino frowned at his friend surprised by his reaction knowing that it needed further study. Unfortunately he had picked that moment to pull off his shirt and a wolf whistle rang sharply around the room.
“Wow, Nino you have some serious hickeys all over your chest and back” one of his teammates said with another wolf whistle and Nino choked looking down at his body and sure enough dozens of little red and almost bruise like marks covered his skin. It would have taken somebody unbelievably stupid not to realise what they were. “You had a seriously hot date ne?”
“What? Fuck” Nino said quickly trying to pull his baseball jersey on his face as red as a beetroot. But it was too late his friend saw them and his overly plump mouth dropped open in a long gasp as his eyes widened for a moment and then flashed with something like understanding all anger fleeing from his face like it had never been there.
“You were with Matsumoto-san this weekend ne?” he whispered in his ear with a huge grin plastered on his face now and Nino had to admit that it suited him better than a glare. With a quick look around he nodded and replied in a whisper of his own;
“Y-yes...”
“So…You and him have worked everything out? Sho-chan said that he hoped you would…Ah that means that I lost our bet though!” Aiba pouted and Nino, still taken aback by the sudden change, was lost for a moment wondering who the hell Sho-chan was until he remembered that he had heart that name before. It was the first name of Jun’s manager. It was his turn to go bug eyed and stare at his friend in amazement as he croaked out;
“Sho-chan? You’ve seen Sakurai-san?” Aiba blushed brightly again and it was so much like his own reactions at the moment that understanding filled Nino’s mind and he hissed “You and Sakurai? No-way! How long?”
“2 months, about a month after you started working for Matsumoto-san...” Aiba admitted and Nino was almost positive that his legs were about to give way under him wondering how the hell his friend, somebody that had never been able to tell a lie in his life, was suddenly able to keep an entire relationship hidden. “We saw each other at a cafe and... Um well he asked me out...”
“You didn’t tell me!” Nino cried and Aiba shrugged running his fingers through his hair to smooth it out after changing.
“I was going too…But I’m not the only one that’s got secrets after all…You didn’t tell me you were getting hot and heavy with Matsumoto-san all weekend, you must have been having a seriously good time you didn’t even answer your mobile”
“Yeah well...” Nino said knowing that was the truth while still unable to believe that his best friend had been dating someone for two months let alone been able to keep it to himself for that long.
Aiba had shared everything with him, most of the time without even him asking or wanting to know, and now he understood why Aiba had been so angry that he hadn’t shared with him. It suddenly felt like his best friend was slipping away and he wasn’t sure how he was going to stop it. Almost everybody thought it was weird that they would be friends, even Nino couldn’t understand why the taller guy had put up with him for so long, as they were completely different personality types. Aiba was bright and shiny never having a bad word to say about anybody while his was dark and moody with very little trust in the human race. People often mistook Aiba for being stupid but he wasn’t he just saw the world in black and white there were never any shades of grey and everybody deserved a chance, or a second one…And sometimes a third or fourth. Whereas Nino refused to even give second chances. Nino loved Aiba’s view on the world, even if he couldn’t have it, but sometimes he was worried for his friend he was the type of person that would get hurt easily and Nino needed his ‘sun’ too much to allow that to happen.
“If you two have finished gossiping like, a couple of old fish wives, any chance you can get ready and get on the field?” The coach snarled from the doorway and the two friends quickly hurried to get their equipment and went out onto the field.
To his amazement the practice went smoothly despite the fact that Nino was thinking more about Jun than focusing on the practice game. He had lost interest in it after he had lost the scholarship but he still continued to play as he knew the time needed and wanted him around, even the new guy, Kamenashi had stopped being a jerk but he guessed that had more to do with whatever punishment the coach had given him more than a changed attitude. After they’d showered and changed they headed to the roof glad that, unlike most of the team, they head a free period to relax and eat their lunch.
The two friends sat in their normal spot, a space that they had claimed since his first year, with their backs against the wall staring out over the city and Nino was happy when his friend handed him a second lunch box that his mum had made for him. Pulling it open he wasn’t disappointed by the treats inside that included egg fried rice and shrimp.
“What’s wrong?” He asked his cheeks stuffed full of rice after he had watched Aiba shifting around nervously for a while. A nervous Aiba was quite a disturbing thing to watch, more so when all Nino wanted to do was eat his lunch and maybe text Jun before heading into class again. Aiba went silent for a moment absently chewing on a carrot stick his face paler than normal and his eyes wide. “Aiba…”
“It was your first time right?” Aiba asked quickly cutting over his rant his cheeks going a lovely shade of pink “…Were you the bottom?”
“…Y-yeah” Nino answered honestly almost chocking on the rice and grabbing his carton of apple juice to wash it down as he gave a nod wondering where this was leading. Aiba hummed for a minute and then shifted closer to him so their arms were pressing up against each other as he asked;
“Did it hurt?”
Nino gulped down his food and drink thinking it over in his mind, there had been pain, but he suspected that that was because Jun had fingered him so much and hadn’t used enough lube. The second and third time there had been no pain, just pleasure…The same as when he had taken the older man. He had been completely inexperienced and had come almost as soon as he was inside of him but Jun hadn’t cared keeping him trapped inside while pumping himself off.
“I guess…A little…” he answered pulling his mind away from yesterday morning and looking at his friend “Why?”
“Well, Sho-chan, he wants us to do it but...” Aiba trailed off burying his face against his arm and just when Nino was about to ask him to spit it out he started speaking again “Every time we get nearly there I panic and end up punching him”
“Ah…So that’s where his black eye came from?” Nino giggled as he remembered the black eye he’d seen Sakurai with on Friday. His laugh got louder as Aiba blushed a little nodding slowly;
“Yeah…But I mean, I can’t help it...I mean; he’s older than me, what if I’m not good enough for him? How did you decide to do it with Matsumoto-san?”
“I didn’t... It just sort of happened” Nino said not wanting to admit to his friend that their first time had been a drunken accident on Jun’s part “But if you over think it you’ll just get worked up…You should just take it slow…”
“I guess... But what if I don’t do it? What if he gets fed up and goes out with somebody else?” Aiba sighed banging his head on the wall slowly causing Nino to roll his eyes and wonder aloud;
“How many times have you punched him?”
“A few” Aiba admitted in a whisper another blush finding its way onto his cheeks and Nino gave another eye roll deciding that while Aiba was this clueless he wasn’t going to be losing his friend anytime soon.
“I’m going to guess now, but I’d say if he’s prepared to put up with being punched more than once he’s into you, I saw the bruise it wasn’t a light punch...” He laughed Aiba blushed yet again and then slowly he rested his head against the older boy’s arm taking his hand in his own. He had other guy friends and not a single one would he talk to like this but with Aiba it was different and it wasn’t because they were gay. He loved his friend whole heartedly and he would continue to do so for the rest of his life “It’ll happen when it happens don’t force yourself to do it okay?” He told him softly glad when Aiba gave a nod and a smile his cheek resting on top of his head. They stayed that way until his phone beeped loudly informing him that he had a message. Quickly he pulled his phone out of his pocket and clicked the little envelope that was flashing on the cracked screen smiling when he saw what was written.
>I miss you <3<
“Wow... So corny” Aiba scoffed and Nino quickly jabbed his friend in the ribs for reading it over his shoulder,
“Shut up” He grumbled ignoring the fact that his cheeks were going a soft shade of red as he quickly texted back a quick >me too <3< and then stared at his phone waiting for a reply. It did didn’t take long to come as with another beep the envelope was back flapping wings that were distorted by the crack.
>:D... What are you up to?<
>On lunch break, talking to Aiba...<
>Aiba? The loud, overly hyper one?<
“Hey!” Aiba pouted but Nino ignored him, but not before jabbing him in the ribs again.
>That’s the one, what are you doing?<
>It’s raining, we’re waiting to carry on so I’m sat thinking about our weekend you were so hot<
“Argh gross!” Aiba said his voice muffled around a shrimp that he was eating “I don’t need to see that!
“Well stop reading!” Nino grumbled under his breath even though he was laughing, happy that Jun had thought to text him at all while he was working, and his thumb flew over the keys as he quickly texted back >shut up princess...but I was earlier... You too<
>;D sorry babe, I’ve got to go :(... I’ll phone you tonight<
>Okay, take care<
>You too, <3<
> <3<
“Aww, so sweet” Aiba laughed mockingly before pretending to make gagging noises while Nino rolled his eyes and put his phone away. He tried to glare, he really did, but the smile on his face stopped any of his embarrassment or mild anger from showing as he asked;
“What so Sho-chan doesn’t text you?”
“Not when I’m at school, he says he doesn’t want a baka-boyfriend so I need to focus on my school work” Aiba answered in a sulky tone as he finished the last of his lunch, Nino laughed counting down the time in his mind until he could hear Jun’s voice.
*~*~*~*~**~*~*~
Nino lay on his bed his head in his arms looking up at the ceiling, he was more worried by Aiba’s revelation that he was seeing Sakurai than he had let on in front of his friend. He had seen the older man around a lot when he was working in the apartment but he really didn’t know Jun’s manager all that well. He had spoken to him a few times and he seemed okay but, he was a few years older than Aiba, what if he was just using his friend? He chewed his lip looking at the clock on his phone wondering when Jun would call, it was well after 10 but he had no idea if Jun would still be working. He had said that there might be night time shoots. Just as he was thinking that the phone started ringing flashing the models name and his fingers slipped over the buttons as he tried to answer it quickly;
“Hello, J…”
“Wow, baby, so fast were you holding your phone waiting for my call?” Jun asked with a laugh and Nino almost choked at how right he was. He wasn’t going to admit that though and instead he let out a growl snapping;
“Shut up, I was looking at the time”
“Sure you were…“ Jun laughed again and the teenager was glad that his boyfriend couldn’t see the expression on his face. He was tempted to hang up to prove a point but he was almost convinced that Jun wouldn’t phone him again out of spite and he wanted to hear his voice and get his answers more than fight with him.
“How old is Sakurai-san?”
“Huh?” Jun said sounding surprised by the sudden change in topic but he did give a thoughtful hum working it out “Hmm… He’s a couple of years older than me, so about 28, 29… Why?”
“So he’s at least 10 years older” Nino mused thoughtfully his eyes closing as he rested back against his pillow positive that there was something wrong with their relationship but at the same time not seeing it. Aiba looked happy enough even if he was having a panic attack over sex that was fairly normal.
“Is something wrong?” Jun asked reminding him that he was still on the phone with his boyfriend and he sat up again determined to get this conversation over so he talk about other, happier, things.
“No… Not really, did you know he’d been seeing Masa?”
“Masa? Who’s Masa?” He could easily picture the frown that would be on Jun’s face and Nino rolled his eyes wondering if he was pretending to forget Aiba’s name or if he really had. Not wanting to play along he sighed a little saying;
“My friend Aiba…” There was still no response from the other man and Nino smirked knowing something that would jog his memory “The loud one that scuffed your painting…”
“Oh that one” Jun growled and Nino knew that he had been right, the damaged painting was still fresh in his mind. Aiba had insisted on coming with him once to Jun’s apartment and had accidently scratched what Jun claimed to be an almost priceless painting. By some miracle he hadn’t punished either of them but Nino supposed that that was why he had stuck around longer at first. “No, I didn’t, I knew he was seeing somebody, he’s been acting ‘happy’ for a while. So he’s dating your friend? For how long?”
“2 months” Nino answered still unable to believe that Aiba hadn’t told him. He should have realised something was going on with his friend but he also knew that he hadn’t been paying attention recently. He had been so focused on Jun and his crush that now he felt like a really crappy friend. He wanted to be happy for Aiba but he was worried that Sakurai was only using him. Wasn’t he a little old for him? He thought staring at a collage of photos of him and Aiba growing up. Aiba had made it as a birthday gift last year carefully tracking down photos and pasting them onto a large poster sized sheet of paper. At the time he’d rolled his eyes at the girly cheesiness of it, knowing for a fact that Aiba had gotten the idea from some American teenaged chick flick, he had said several times that he would have been happier with a new game but the gift was typically ‘Aiba’, emotional and more thoughtful than any shop bought game, that it now took pride of place on his wall. Not that Aiba knew that, Nino thought with a smirk, whenever his friend came around he covered it with a poster a dragon.
“And so you’re worried about the age difference?” Jun asked calmly cutting through his thoughts drawing his attention back to the phone and he nodded forgetting that Jun couldn’t see him as he muttered darkly;
“A little 10 years is a big gap”
“I’m about 6 years older than you” Jun pointed out with a laugh and Nino had to admit that he was surprised by that even though he knew that he shouldn’t be “Kazu, it’s cute that you’re worried but… Sho-san, he’s a good guy if they’re dating he’s serious about him… And there will be nobody better to look after your friend”
“Jun…” He sighed before completely changing the subject determined that he wasn’t going to let his worry get the better of him. Earlier Aiba had looked perfectly at ease and in love, he had no right to try and stop that “When do you get back?”
“Wednesday afternoon…”Jun answered promptly and Nino sighed clicking his tongue a little he already knew that part.
“I meant what time?”
“About 3… Why are you missing me already, Kazu?”
“What?” He spluttered his cheeks flushing brightly as he scrambled to deny it even though it was clearly the truth “Of course not”
“That’s a pity I’m missing you” Jun sighed. It was a soft irritated/tired sound and Nino’s heart went out to him wishing that he could be there with him. They had talked as well as fucked over the weekend and although Jun hadn’t told him exactly why he was so lonely he knew that it was true “I never realised how boring hotel rooms were before…”
“You make it sound like I’m the first guy you’ve dated” Nino said cursing his heart for thumping slightly, Jun gave a laugh that sounded musical to Nino’s ears and whispered;
“You’re not the first guy I’ve been, but you are the first guy that I’m with not just because I don’t want to be alone” The muffled confusion caused Nino to blush wildly knowing that it was almost like he was telling him that he loved him but that was impossible as they had only just started dating. “I’m surprised myself at how much I’m missing you”
“… Don’t be so corny” Nino snapped hating the soft laughter that Jun let out, even if his heart was feeling the same thing he would never admit it. He couldn’t admit it, which was frustrating when he thought how intimate he could be with Aiba. He guessed and hoped that the reason was time and that as soon as he had spent enough time with Jun it would become easier for them.
“Okay, sorry Kazu…” Jun chuckled before giving what sounded like a loud healthy yawn “Sorry…They had me up at four for some sunrise shots and they want some more tomorrow…”
“Then you’d better go get some sleep…” Nino said kicking himself for keeping him on the phone for so long when he was working.
“Yeah, I guess…you too…” Jun muttered reluctantly “…Kazu, don’t over worry about Sho-san and your friend even if there is a big age gap”
“Okay…I’ll text you tomorrow…”
“Yeah, bye Kazu…Good night…” Jun whispered and Nino smiled clicking off the phone and staring at the wall knowing that he probably had a huge dorky grin on his face but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He was happy and there was only two days before he got to see Jun again. He couldn’t wait.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next day followed the same pattern as most days in school, waking up almost late to his grandma calling him and then darting out of the apartment half dressed with fruit energy bar sticking out of his mouth. He made it to the bus stop without a minute to spare and he wasn’t surprised to see that Aiba was already sitting there his nose in a new manga. He had made a promise to himself that he would start listening to his friend more and so at lunch instead of going down to the field to practice his throw they went straight to the roof and settled in watching all of the other student milling around below them.
“So spill…Where did you get this warped idea of sex from?” He asked as they sat with their legs dangling over the edge drinking their juice boxes and he was surprised when his friend tensed for a second before saying softly;
“Keita…”
“You dick head of a cousin?” Nino growled his fists clenching tightly knowing that he should have known. Aiba’s cousin had tormented them both for most of their lives but he seemed to take extra special delight in making his friend’s life hell. More than once Nino had threatened to kill the boy and more than a few times he had been punished for punching him. The guy was a loser but he was the only person that could wear Aiba down so much that he was just raw with nerves and almost crying. “You know, whatever he’s told you it is not really that bad…It doesn’t even hurt as much as it feels a little uncomfortable…”
“What if he leaves me after?” Aiba asked in a small fearful voice and the muscle in Nino’s jaw tensed as he promised himself that he would be punching Aiba’s cousin again soon.
“I would have thought it was more likely that he’d leave you for punching him…” Nino smiled trying to drain away as he drained his juice. It didn’t work and he tried again nudging his friend’s arm and telling him “I talked to Jun about Sakurai-san… He said that he thought something was happening because he’s been happy since you got together…”
“Really?” Aiba asked finally grinning as his very pretty almond eyes shone dancing happily in his face and Nino nodded proud of his efforts as he said;
“Yeah… Um aren’t you worried about the age difference?”
“No, he’s older and smarter than me about some things, but others he’s shy” Aiba answered before plunging into a full on gush about all of the charms his lover had. Nino let his mind wander throughout that his eyes going down to the crowd of students below surprised when he saw Kamenashi, the newbie from the baseball team, going into one of the old art rooms that he knew for a fact were closed off to students.
“What’s he doing in the art rooms?”
“I don’t know…Painting a picture?” Aiba shrugged squishing his carton in his hands and letting out a hum saying “He’s been acting strangely for a while though…”
Nino was tempted to follow him but then decided it wasn’t worth it. If he did follow he knew for a fact that things would get sticky between them and he would just end up getting detention. That would be the last thing he wanted as it would mean less time to spend with Jun. With a sigh he pushed Kame out of his mind turned and jumped down from the wall throwing his rubbish he sighed and waited for his friend to catch up as he said
“Come on, Masa let’s get to class”
The rest of the day dragged by as if it was on the back of a snail and it was with great reluctance that he dragged himself into the changing room knowing that Aiba’s argument that he had nothing else to do. The night was spent in his bedroom speaking to Jun and then very carefully playing with himself trying to get some release before falling into an uncomfortable sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*
The next morning Aiba was grinning when he met him at the bus stop and, although it was his normal look, Nino was a little suspicious of the look that was in his eyes and he asked nervously;
“What’s up with you?”
“I got you something” He grinned pulling out a brown paper bag “Here” Nino frown as he pulled out a magazine, that had a yellow paper book mark stuck between its pages. He flicked it open his mouth falling open as he saw a two page spread of Jun looking as sexy as hell, with his shirt off and trousers partly open. “So is he as hot half naked in real life?”
“Hotter” Nino mumbled honestly as his eyes running over the paper, trying to soak up the image. It was the truth after all. Jun in the magazine looked hot but he also looked…Sterile he had been airbrushed that much that a lot of his cute imperfections were gone. To his surprise though he was glad of that…That meant that he was the only one that knew his Jun had a birthmark in the shape of a horse shoe on his right hip. Or that there was actually a very cute mole almost on his nipple. He let out a loud groan deciding that it felt like forever since he had seen his lover. There was only a few hours left he could handle it, he told himself as he licked his lips praying that the day would finish quickly.
As the bus arrived he stuck the magazine in his bag, trying to ignore the other reactions he was having in his trousers. It didn’t work very well and he was yelled at several times for spacing out in class. During his English lesson the magazine was taken from him and he almost glared at the young female teacher as sat at her desk and flicked through it wondering what it was he was finding so interesting about the new fragrance. When the bell finally ran to alert him to the end of school, he was torn. Half of him wanted to ditch baseball practice and go straight to the models apartment and the other half was telling him that if he did then he would to appear too keen.
The choice was taken out of his hands when he came out of the school building and saw Jun standing beside his car his arms folded across his chest. The dark sunglasses were on his nose again and he was wearing a stylish pair of jeans and a jacket that clung to his body like a second skin. As Nino approached he pulled off his sunglasses and seemed to glare at him for a while before snapping waspishly;
“There you are…Come on…You’re meant to be washing my car…”
“Um…” Nino stammered for a second before he caught the half twist to the lips of his boyfriend and he knew that it was just an act to try and throw the small but enthusiastic crowd off of what was really happening. “I guess I’d better get going with him…” He told Aiba who was giving him a mildly horrified look and Nino knew that he would have to explain it later but right now he was too eager to get into the car with his boyfriend.
TNC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
“Holy sh-ugared crisps…” He cried out jumping wildly as somebody slammed their hand down hard on his desk. His heart was beating wildly like a drum as he looked up and saw his history teacher looking down at him with an almost amused smile on his large moon like face.
“Ninomiya-san, I know you’re hoping for a scholarship…” He said and Nino tried to ignore the pang of regret that was building up inside of him. He had already lost out on the scholarship he’d known that for a month. His skills weren’t good enough and if he was honest he could only say that he was disappointed because his grandma would be when she found out. She had wanted him to attend the same university as his father but he knew that that was now nothing more than a dream. Their household money couldn’t afford to send him anywhere. “But if you could you kindly pay attention to my lesson you might learn something…”
“Yes sir, sorry sir,” Nino stammered a little forcing away his depressing thoughts of not going to college and the sweeter happier thoughts of Jun away and looked down at his book well aware that Aiba was trying to catch his attention by giving him weird facial gestures. Aiba had been being funny with him since he had arrived at school and he knew why. They were meant to be studying together but his time with Jun had put a stop to that and although he felt guilty that wasn’t why Nino was avoiding his friend, he was avoiding him because he knew that as soon as they started talking he would babble like a school girl and he was terrified that Aiba would accidently let it slip. Jun’s career was only just taking off and he knew that there was no way that he would be able to survive a sex scandal.
By some miracle he managed to keep his thoughts on his book and he even managed to take a few notes on the subject. His heart sank though when the bell rang shrilly and he realised that he had to spend the next hour with his friend in practice so he wouldn’t be able to avoid him anymore. Scrapping his books and pens into his bag he rose from his seat and almost knocked straight into his friend who grabbed him by the shoulder to stop him falling backwards.
“Nino are you avoiding me?”
“What? No! Of course not! Why…Why would you ask that?” Nino stammered trying and unfortunately failing to keep his nerves in check. “You’re the one that’s been weird…”
“Hmm” Aiba grumbled his arms folding over his chest his eyes moving over him slowly like he was trying to search his soul and Nino squirmed a little unable to stop the blush that wanted to stalk up into his cheeks. He had never blushed so much in his life before and he was seriously hoping that it wasn’t going to be a permanent thing. “Where were you all weekend?”
“…Out…We should get going the coach…” Nino told his friend quickly gripping his bag and almost running out of the room leaving him to catch up and hating himself for turning into the little shy coward that he had become. Aiba followed behind him at a more sedate pace but with his long legs managing to out strip his it wasn’t long before they were falling in to sync with each other.
“See…You are avoiding me…” Aiba pouted as they reached the changing room and Nino sighed shaking his head his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air “You were meant to help me study”
“Ah sorry, I was with Ju-Matsumoto-san” Nino told him quickly praying that he didn’t blush as he went to his locker surprised when Aiba kicked out at his own locker causing a chain reaction of swaying as he spat out angrily;
“Humph! You’re always with him recently”
“I can’t help it” Nino said surprised at the anger in his friend’s voice. He and Aiba had been friends since they were both in nappies and not once had he seen him anything more than mildly irritated before and even then he had apologised for snapping at everyone. He hadn’t realised that it was so important to him and he did feel bad that he wasn’t telling him everything that was happening. It was only natural since they had used to do everything together. It wasn’t just on his part either recently he had been seeing a lot less of his cheerful friend. He didn’t want that to become the norm though. They had been through too much with each other for them to call it a day now and he sighed giving a smile “I’m sorry…I’m still working off that windscreen…”
“That should have been paid off by now! That man is treating you like a skivvy…”
“It was expensive glass…And then he added on...For that painting...” Nino mumbled wishing that he didn’t have to lie and could tell his friend about his change in relationship. Hell he wished that he could tell him that he had spent almost all weekend trapped in Jun’s bedroom with Jun’s mouth moving all over him like he was making a map. He shivered a little biting his lip to stop a moan when he was positive that he could still feel the model’s hot skilled mouth trailing over him over his nipples and then down the line of his stomach. He gave himself a mental nudge trying to stop his train of thoughts before he had to go and help himself in the toilet. He cleared his expression and muttered “Besides you’re rarely available either these day...”
“I…That’s…” Aiba flushed, the anger leaving his face immediately as his ears and cheeks started burning with embarrassment and Nino frowned at his friend surprised by his reaction knowing that it needed further study. Unfortunately he had picked that moment to pull off his shirt and a wolf whistle rang sharply around the room.
“Wow, Nino you have some serious hickeys all over your chest and back” one of his teammates said with another wolf whistle and Nino choked looking down at his body and sure enough dozens of little red and almost bruise like marks covered his skin. It would have taken somebody unbelievably stupid not to realise what they were. “You had a seriously hot date ne?”
“What? Fuck” Nino said quickly trying to pull his baseball jersey on his face as red as a beetroot. But it was too late his friend saw them and his overly plump mouth dropped open in a long gasp as his eyes widened for a moment and then flashed with something like understanding all anger fleeing from his face like it had never been there.
“You were with Matsumoto-san this weekend ne?” he whispered in his ear with a huge grin plastered on his face now and Nino had to admit that it suited him better than a glare. With a quick look around he nodded and replied in a whisper of his own;
“Y-yes...”
“So…You and him have worked everything out? Sho-chan said that he hoped you would…Ah that means that I lost our bet though!” Aiba pouted and Nino, still taken aback by the sudden change, was lost for a moment wondering who the hell Sho-chan was until he remembered that he had heart that name before. It was the first name of Jun’s manager. It was his turn to go bug eyed and stare at his friend in amazement as he croaked out;
“Sho-chan? You’ve seen Sakurai-san?” Aiba blushed brightly again and it was so much like his own reactions at the moment that understanding filled Nino’s mind and he hissed “You and Sakurai? No-way! How long?”
“2 months, about a month after you started working for Matsumoto-san...” Aiba admitted and Nino was almost positive that his legs were about to give way under him wondering how the hell his friend, somebody that had never been able to tell a lie in his life, was suddenly able to keep an entire relationship hidden. “We saw each other at a cafe and... Um well he asked me out...”
“You didn’t tell me!” Nino cried and Aiba shrugged running his fingers through his hair to smooth it out after changing.
“I was going too…But I’m not the only one that’s got secrets after all…You didn’t tell me you were getting hot and heavy with Matsumoto-san all weekend, you must have been having a seriously good time you didn’t even answer your mobile”
“Yeah well...” Nino said knowing that was the truth while still unable to believe that his best friend had been dating someone for two months let alone been able to keep it to himself for that long.
Aiba had shared everything with him, most of the time without even him asking or wanting to know, and now he understood why Aiba had been so angry that he hadn’t shared with him. It suddenly felt like his best friend was slipping away and he wasn’t sure how he was going to stop it. Almost everybody thought it was weird that they would be friends, even Nino couldn’t understand why the taller guy had put up with him for so long, as they were completely different personality types. Aiba was bright and shiny never having a bad word to say about anybody while his was dark and moody with very little trust in the human race. People often mistook Aiba for being stupid but he wasn’t he just saw the world in black and white there were never any shades of grey and everybody deserved a chance, or a second one…And sometimes a third or fourth. Whereas Nino refused to even give second chances. Nino loved Aiba’s view on the world, even if he couldn’t have it, but sometimes he was worried for his friend he was the type of person that would get hurt easily and Nino needed his ‘sun’ too much to allow that to happen.
“If you two have finished gossiping like, a couple of old fish wives, any chance you can get ready and get on the field?” The coach snarled from the doorway and the two friends quickly hurried to get their equipment and went out onto the field.
To his amazement the practice went smoothly despite the fact that Nino was thinking more about Jun than focusing on the practice game. He had lost interest in it after he had lost the scholarship but he still continued to play as he knew the time needed and wanted him around, even the new guy, Kamenashi had stopped being a jerk but he guessed that had more to do with whatever punishment the coach had given him more than a changed attitude. After they’d showered and changed they headed to the roof glad that, unlike most of the team, they head a free period to relax and eat their lunch.
The two friends sat in their normal spot, a space that they had claimed since his first year, with their backs against the wall staring out over the city and Nino was happy when his friend handed him a second lunch box that his mum had made for him. Pulling it open he wasn’t disappointed by the treats inside that included egg fried rice and shrimp.
“What’s wrong?” He asked his cheeks stuffed full of rice after he had watched Aiba shifting around nervously for a while. A nervous Aiba was quite a disturbing thing to watch, more so when all Nino wanted to do was eat his lunch and maybe text Jun before heading into class again. Aiba went silent for a moment absently chewing on a carrot stick his face paler than normal and his eyes wide. “Aiba…”
“It was your first time right?” Aiba asked quickly cutting over his rant his cheeks going a lovely shade of pink “…Were you the bottom?”
“…Y-yeah” Nino answered honestly almost chocking on the rice and grabbing his carton of apple juice to wash it down as he gave a nod wondering where this was leading. Aiba hummed for a minute and then shifted closer to him so their arms were pressing up against each other as he asked;
“Did it hurt?”
Nino gulped down his food and drink thinking it over in his mind, there had been pain, but he suspected that that was because Jun had fingered him so much and hadn’t used enough lube. The second and third time there had been no pain, just pleasure…The same as when he had taken the older man. He had been completely inexperienced and had come almost as soon as he was inside of him but Jun hadn’t cared keeping him trapped inside while pumping himself off.
“I guess…A little…” he answered pulling his mind away from yesterday morning and looking at his friend “Why?”
“Well, Sho-chan, he wants us to do it but...” Aiba trailed off burying his face against his arm and just when Nino was about to ask him to spit it out he started speaking again “Every time we get nearly there I panic and end up punching him”
“Ah…So that’s where his black eye came from?” Nino giggled as he remembered the black eye he’d seen Sakurai with on Friday. His laugh got louder as Aiba blushed a little nodding slowly;
“Yeah…But I mean, I can’t help it...I mean; he’s older than me, what if I’m not good enough for him? How did you decide to do it with Matsumoto-san?”
“I didn’t... It just sort of happened” Nino said not wanting to admit to his friend that their first time had been a drunken accident on Jun’s part “But if you over think it you’ll just get worked up…You should just take it slow…”
“I guess... But what if I don’t do it? What if he gets fed up and goes out with somebody else?” Aiba sighed banging his head on the wall slowly causing Nino to roll his eyes and wonder aloud;
“How many times have you punched him?”
“A few” Aiba admitted in a whisper another blush finding its way onto his cheeks and Nino gave another eye roll deciding that while Aiba was this clueless he wasn’t going to be losing his friend anytime soon.
“I’m going to guess now, but I’d say if he’s prepared to put up with being punched more than once he’s into you, I saw the bruise it wasn’t a light punch...” He laughed Aiba blushed yet again and then slowly he rested his head against the older boy’s arm taking his hand in his own. He had other guy friends and not a single one would he talk to like this but with Aiba it was different and it wasn’t because they were gay. He loved his friend whole heartedly and he would continue to do so for the rest of his life “It’ll happen when it happens don’t force yourself to do it okay?” He told him softly glad when Aiba gave a nod and a smile his cheek resting on top of his head. They stayed that way until his phone beeped loudly informing him that he had a message. Quickly he pulled his phone out of his pocket and clicked the little envelope that was flashing on the cracked screen smiling when he saw what was written.
>I miss you <3<
“Wow... So corny” Aiba scoffed and Nino quickly jabbed his friend in the ribs for reading it over his shoulder,
“Shut up” He grumbled ignoring the fact that his cheeks were going a soft shade of red as he quickly texted back a quick >me too <3< and then stared at his phone waiting for a reply. It did didn’t take long to come as with another beep the envelope was back flapping wings that were distorted by the crack.
>:D... What are you up to?<
>On lunch break, talking to Aiba...<
>Aiba? The loud, overly hyper one?<
“Hey!” Aiba pouted but Nino ignored him, but not before jabbing him in the ribs again.
>That’s the one, what are you doing?<
>It’s raining, we’re waiting to carry on so I’m sat thinking about our weekend you were so hot<
“Argh gross!” Aiba said his voice muffled around a shrimp that he was eating “I don’t need to see that!
“Well stop reading!” Nino grumbled under his breath even though he was laughing, happy that Jun had thought to text him at all while he was working, and his thumb flew over the keys as he quickly texted back >shut up princess...but I was earlier... You too<
>;D sorry babe, I’ve got to go :(... I’ll phone you tonight<
>Okay, take care<
>You too, <3<
> <3<
“Aww, so sweet” Aiba laughed mockingly before pretending to make gagging noises while Nino rolled his eyes and put his phone away. He tried to glare, he really did, but the smile on his face stopped any of his embarrassment or mild anger from showing as he asked;
“What so Sho-chan doesn’t text you?”
“Not when I’m at school, he says he doesn’t want a baka-boyfriend so I need to focus on my school work” Aiba answered in a sulky tone as he finished the last of his lunch, Nino laughed counting down the time in his mind until he could hear Jun’s voice.
*~*~*~*~**~*~*~
Nino lay on his bed his head in his arms looking up at the ceiling, he was more worried by Aiba’s revelation that he was seeing Sakurai than he had let on in front of his friend. He had seen the older man around a lot when he was working in the apartment but he really didn’t know Jun’s manager all that well. He had spoken to him a few times and he seemed okay but, he was a few years older than Aiba, what if he was just using his friend? He chewed his lip looking at the clock on his phone wondering when Jun would call, it was well after 10 but he had no idea if Jun would still be working. He had said that there might be night time shoots. Just as he was thinking that the phone started ringing flashing the models name and his fingers slipped over the buttons as he tried to answer it quickly;
“Hello, J…”
“Wow, baby, so fast were you holding your phone waiting for my call?” Jun asked with a laugh and Nino almost choked at how right he was. He wasn’t going to admit that though and instead he let out a growl snapping;
“Shut up, I was looking at the time”
“Sure you were…“ Jun laughed again and the teenager was glad that his boyfriend couldn’t see the expression on his face. He was tempted to hang up to prove a point but he was almost convinced that Jun wouldn’t phone him again out of spite and he wanted to hear his voice and get his answers more than fight with him.
“How old is Sakurai-san?”
“Huh?” Jun said sounding surprised by the sudden change in topic but he did give a thoughtful hum working it out “Hmm… He’s a couple of years older than me, so about 28, 29… Why?”
“So he’s at least 10 years older” Nino mused thoughtfully his eyes closing as he rested back against his pillow positive that there was something wrong with their relationship but at the same time not seeing it. Aiba looked happy enough even if he was having a panic attack over sex that was fairly normal.
“Is something wrong?” Jun asked reminding him that he was still on the phone with his boyfriend and he sat up again determined to get this conversation over so he talk about other, happier, things.
“No… Not really, did you know he’d been seeing Masa?”
“Masa? Who’s Masa?” He could easily picture the frown that would be on Jun’s face and Nino rolled his eyes wondering if he was pretending to forget Aiba’s name or if he really had. Not wanting to play along he sighed a little saying;
“My friend Aiba…” There was still no response from the other man and Nino smirked knowing something that would jog his memory “The loud one that scuffed your painting…”
“Oh that one” Jun growled and Nino knew that he had been right, the damaged painting was still fresh in his mind. Aiba had insisted on coming with him once to Jun’s apartment and had accidently scratched what Jun claimed to be an almost priceless painting. By some miracle he hadn’t punished either of them but Nino supposed that that was why he had stuck around longer at first. “No, I didn’t, I knew he was seeing somebody, he’s been acting ‘happy’ for a while. So he’s dating your friend? For how long?”
“2 months” Nino answered still unable to believe that Aiba hadn’t told him. He should have realised something was going on with his friend but he also knew that he hadn’t been paying attention recently. He had been so focused on Jun and his crush that now he felt like a really crappy friend. He wanted to be happy for Aiba but he was worried that Sakurai was only using him. Wasn’t he a little old for him? He thought staring at a collage of photos of him and Aiba growing up. Aiba had made it as a birthday gift last year carefully tracking down photos and pasting them onto a large poster sized sheet of paper. At the time he’d rolled his eyes at the girly cheesiness of it, knowing for a fact that Aiba had gotten the idea from some American teenaged chick flick, he had said several times that he would have been happier with a new game but the gift was typically ‘Aiba’, emotional and more thoughtful than any shop bought game, that it now took pride of place on his wall. Not that Aiba knew that, Nino thought with a smirk, whenever his friend came around he covered it with a poster a dragon.
“And so you’re worried about the age difference?” Jun asked calmly cutting through his thoughts drawing his attention back to the phone and he nodded forgetting that Jun couldn’t see him as he muttered darkly;
“A little 10 years is a big gap”
“I’m about 6 years older than you” Jun pointed out with a laugh and Nino had to admit that he was surprised by that even though he knew that he shouldn’t be “Kazu, it’s cute that you’re worried but… Sho-san, he’s a good guy if they’re dating he’s serious about him… And there will be nobody better to look after your friend”
“Jun…” He sighed before completely changing the subject determined that he wasn’t going to let his worry get the better of him. Earlier Aiba had looked perfectly at ease and in love, he had no right to try and stop that “When do you get back?”
“Wednesday afternoon…”Jun answered promptly and Nino sighed clicking his tongue a little he already knew that part.
“I meant what time?”
“About 3… Why are you missing me already, Kazu?”
“What?” He spluttered his cheeks flushing brightly as he scrambled to deny it even though it was clearly the truth “Of course not”
“That’s a pity I’m missing you” Jun sighed. It was a soft irritated/tired sound and Nino’s heart went out to him wishing that he could be there with him. They had talked as well as fucked over the weekend and although Jun hadn’t told him exactly why he was so lonely he knew that it was true “I never realised how boring hotel rooms were before…”
“You make it sound like I’m the first guy you’ve dated” Nino said cursing his heart for thumping slightly, Jun gave a laugh that sounded musical to Nino’s ears and whispered;
“You’re not the first guy I’ve been, but you are the first guy that I’m with not just because I don’t want to be alone” The muffled confusion caused Nino to blush wildly knowing that it was almost like he was telling him that he loved him but that was impossible as they had only just started dating. “I’m surprised myself at how much I’m missing you”
“… Don’t be so corny” Nino snapped hating the soft laughter that Jun let out, even if his heart was feeling the same thing he would never admit it. He couldn’t admit it, which was frustrating when he thought how intimate he could be with Aiba. He guessed and hoped that the reason was time and that as soon as he had spent enough time with Jun it would become easier for them.
“Okay, sorry Kazu…” Jun chuckled before giving what sounded like a loud healthy yawn “Sorry…They had me up at four for some sunrise shots and they want some more tomorrow…”
“Then you’d better go get some sleep…” Nino said kicking himself for keeping him on the phone for so long when he was working.
“Yeah, I guess…you too…” Jun muttered reluctantly “…Kazu, don’t over worry about Sho-san and your friend even if there is a big age gap”
“Okay…I’ll text you tomorrow…”
“Yeah, bye Kazu…Good night…” Jun whispered and Nino smiled clicking off the phone and staring at the wall knowing that he probably had a huge dorky grin on his face but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He was happy and there was only two days before he got to see Jun again. He couldn’t wait.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next day followed the same pattern as most days in school, waking up almost late to his grandma calling him and then darting out of the apartment half dressed with fruit energy bar sticking out of his mouth. He made it to the bus stop without a minute to spare and he wasn’t surprised to see that Aiba was already sitting there his nose in a new manga. He had made a promise to himself that he would start listening to his friend more and so at lunch instead of going down to the field to practice his throw they went straight to the roof and settled in watching all of the other student milling around below them.
“So spill…Where did you get this warped idea of sex from?” He asked as they sat with their legs dangling over the edge drinking their juice boxes and he was surprised when his friend tensed for a second before saying softly;
“Keita…”
“You dick head of a cousin?” Nino growled his fists clenching tightly knowing that he should have known. Aiba’s cousin had tormented them both for most of their lives but he seemed to take extra special delight in making his friend’s life hell. More than once Nino had threatened to kill the boy and more than a few times he had been punished for punching him. The guy was a loser but he was the only person that could wear Aiba down so much that he was just raw with nerves and almost crying. “You know, whatever he’s told you it is not really that bad…It doesn’t even hurt as much as it feels a little uncomfortable…”
“What if he leaves me after?” Aiba asked in a small fearful voice and the muscle in Nino’s jaw tensed as he promised himself that he would be punching Aiba’s cousin again soon.
“I would have thought it was more likely that he’d leave you for punching him…” Nino smiled trying to drain away as he drained his juice. It didn’t work and he tried again nudging his friend’s arm and telling him “I talked to Jun about Sakurai-san… He said that he thought something was happening because he’s been happy since you got together…”
“Really?” Aiba asked finally grinning as his very pretty almond eyes shone dancing happily in his face and Nino nodded proud of his efforts as he said;
“Yeah… Um aren’t you worried about the age difference?”
“No, he’s older and smarter than me about some things, but others he’s shy” Aiba answered before plunging into a full on gush about all of the charms his lover had. Nino let his mind wander throughout that his eyes going down to the crowd of students below surprised when he saw Kamenashi, the newbie from the baseball team, going into one of the old art rooms that he knew for a fact were closed off to students.
“What’s he doing in the art rooms?”
“I don’t know…Painting a picture?” Aiba shrugged squishing his carton in his hands and letting out a hum saying “He’s been acting strangely for a while though…”
Nino was tempted to follow him but then decided it wasn’t worth it. If he did follow he knew for a fact that things would get sticky between them and he would just end up getting detention. That would be the last thing he wanted as it would mean less time to spend with Jun. With a sigh he pushed Kame out of his mind turned and jumped down from the wall throwing his rubbish he sighed and waited for his friend to catch up as he said
“Come on, Masa let’s get to class”
The rest of the day dragged by as if it was on the back of a snail and it was with great reluctance that he dragged himself into the changing room knowing that Aiba’s argument that he had nothing else to do. The night was spent in his bedroom speaking to Jun and then very carefully playing with himself trying to get some release before falling into an uncomfortable sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*
The next morning Aiba was grinning when he met him at the bus stop and, although it was his normal look, Nino was a little suspicious of the look that was in his eyes and he asked nervously;
“What’s up with you?”
“I got you something” He grinned pulling out a brown paper bag “Here” Nino frown as he pulled out a magazine, that had a yellow paper book mark stuck between its pages. He flicked it open his mouth falling open as he saw a two page spread of Jun looking as sexy as hell, with his shirt off and trousers partly open. “So is he as hot half naked in real life?”
“Hotter” Nino mumbled honestly as his eyes running over the paper, trying to soak up the image. It was the truth after all. Jun in the magazine looked hot but he also looked…Sterile he had been airbrushed that much that a lot of his cute imperfections were gone. To his surprise though he was glad of that…That meant that he was the only one that knew his Jun had a birthmark in the shape of a horse shoe on his right hip. Or that there was actually a very cute mole almost on his nipple. He let out a loud groan deciding that it felt like forever since he had seen his lover. There was only a few hours left he could handle it, he told himself as he licked his lips praying that the day would finish quickly.
As the bus arrived he stuck the magazine in his bag, trying to ignore the other reactions he was having in his trousers. It didn’t work very well and he was yelled at several times for spacing out in class. During his English lesson the magazine was taken from him and he almost glared at the young female teacher as sat at her desk and flicked through it wondering what it was he was finding so interesting about the new fragrance. When the bell finally ran to alert him to the end of school, he was torn. Half of him wanted to ditch baseball practice and go straight to the models apartment and the other half was telling him that if he did then he would to appear too keen.
The choice was taken out of his hands when he came out of the school building and saw Jun standing beside his car his arms folded across his chest. The dark sunglasses were on his nose again and he was wearing a stylish pair of jeans and a jacket that clung to his body like a second skin. As Nino approached he pulled off his sunglasses and seemed to glare at him for a while before snapping waspishly;
“There you are…Come on…You’re meant to be washing my car…”
“Um…” Nino stammered for a second before he caught the half twist to the lips of his boyfriend and he knew that it was just an act to try and throw the small but enthusiastic crowd off of what was really happening. “I guess I’d better get going with him…” He told Aiba who was giving him a mildly horrified look and Nino knew that he would have to explain it later but right now he was too eager to get into the car with his boyfriend.
TNC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
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Date: 2014-06-04 11:30 am (UTC)Aaaaaawn, I always love to see Nino and Aiba's friendship! But he really deserved to be left behind, right? Friends are supposed to share everything!
Waiting for their hot reunion!
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Date: 2014-06-05 10:34 am (UTC)hehehe I can never resist AiMiya friendship...Yup they've been keeping a lot of secrets from each other...>.<
Sorry...It's more of a sweet reunion sex will be soon I promise you :D
Thanks for reading ^_^
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Date: 2014-06-04 12:43 pm (UTC)Aww matsumiya is missing each other <3
Thanks for this update!
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Date: 2014-06-05 10:34 am (UTC)hehe they're very lonely boys without each other ne :D
Thanks for reading ^_^