SMAP Fanfic: Kimura Takuya and Takeuchi Yuko

Author: Vanessa A
Title: Sense of Control
Fandom: SMAP / HET
Rating: Strong PG-13
Notes: Takeuchi Yuko and Kimura Takuya crossover! A small valentine's day fanfic for the morbid and the shameless.

Takeuchi Yuko was speechless for a moment, "You want to take me out for Valentine's Day? I t-think you have the wrong number." This made Kimura Takuya angry. It took him ages to even consider calling his former co-star, and then guilt set in about Shizuka, his wife and the news about Yuko's divorce to that scum bag Nakamura Shido AND then he had to be sly about getting her phone number from staff.

"You hung up the first time I asked, I wouldn't get a wrong number TWICE!" Takuya barked in the phone, he was standing outside his townhouse, a second home he used when he was fliming on location. He had finshed fliming Karei-naru Ichizoku but didn't bother moving out of the townhouse. He was furious with his wife, who had gone and leased out some retail space in hopes of starting up her jewelry shop again.

Yuko shook her head and said, "I think maybe you think this is Kudo-san's number?"

"What a pain!" Kimura was angry but played with his hair and gave a weak smile, as someone passed him to get to the elevator. "Just meet with me, I have things I want to tell you."

Yuko felt a sharp pain in her chest, her voice shaking, "Will you pick me up?"

Kimura snapped his fingers and knew she couldn't resist, "Maybe..." He purred and hung up.

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The night before Valentine's day, Yuko felt cold all over but that morning she felt even colder and looked sorrowful. She received no other phone calls from Kimura and out of fear she didn't leave her house for the next two days. She spent them cleaning out the kitchen and washing all the blankets. She couldn't get his voice and just how upset he sounded but at the end of their conversation he sounded all charming and cute. Yuko couldn't think of any reason he would want to see her, it was easily over three years since they last worked together.

There was knocking on her window. Yuko looked up from the hallway and saw Kimura knocking on her window waving, his hair was cut short and he had on a pair of large sunglasses. Yuko went to open the door and Kimura slipped in and handed her a small pink box, it was warm to the touch and Yuko noted it was sweet bread. Yuko turned to first set it aside on her small table by the door, but in seconds Kimura snapped the door shut and held her by the waist and had his lips to her ear. Yuko let out a whimper and shoved him away, she wanted to start sobbing, not because this was wrong, but because she wasn't in control.

Kimura took off his sunglasses and gave a big grin, "I could never forget your old greeting for me!" Yuko had a hand to her face and bit her lip trying hard not to cry, she thought back during the PRIDE taping, and how she got into this mess.

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 Yuko loved attention, even with her being married and Takuya almost into four years of marriage, she couldn't hide the fact she loved the press's attention on her "relationship" with Takuya. She always got attention from the staff and fans. The press loved to write how she was infamous for being popular, really POPULAR with her castmates and how she left a string of them wanting more. But Yuko didn't get any of that from Takuya, he was professional and  straight edge with his co-workers and didn't want to socialize with Yuko anymore than he had to.

Two weeks into the taping, Yuko stumbled upon Takuya and his wife Shizuka in his dressing room, he had left the door slightly open and the pair was talking, Yuko listened in and then Takuya slammed his fist on the table and Shizuka started to cry, Yuko will never forget the exchange that went on.

"All you have to do is lift up your dress." Yuko looked on, in the dressing room she saw Takuya and Shizuka standing close to each other, Takuya's back was to Yuko so she couldn't see his face, but she saw Shizuka's who was crying and she held a hand to her mouth to keep herself quiet as possible.

"It's been weeks." Yuko still couldn't see Takuya but heard the all to known sound of a man unzipping his pants, "I haven't been home and I don't have any freetime coming up." Shizuka's face grew red and with one hand still covering her mouth she said, "If this is the things that make you happy..." Her hands went to his waist and Yuko backed up away from the open doorway and slammed up against the wall. She heard Takuya laugh and Shizuka crying and Yuko still didn't walk away.

"If you keep crying, I'm just going to leave."

Yuko didn't hear Shizuka say anything else.

"I'm not forcing you, right?"

It was still slient. After a few moments Shizuka threw herself on the floor and cried. Takuya zipped up his pants, "I said, If you keep crying, I'm just going to leave." Shizuka started to wail and pound the floor and Takuya went to the door and spat to his wife, "I'm taking the day off tomorrow, I want you at the townhouse." Outside the hall Takuya came face to face with Yuko, who was  so ashamed to be caught  eavesdropping, he didn't wait for her to make an excuse and pulled out a cigarette out of his pocket.

Yuko felt she had some dirt on Takuya and would use this to get him to pay attention to her.

During a break of taping that day, Yuko pulled Takuya aside and went straight to the punch, "So your not getting any from you wife?" Takuya contiuned to smoke and didn't make any eye contact with Yuko, "Going to visit her tomorrow? What if you dont' get the time off? Just do what highschool boys do..."

Takuya leaned close to Yuko and blew the smoke in her face and flicked the cigarette on the dress and walked to his dressing room. Yuko trailed him and started to shout obscenities. Knowing it would bring unwanted atttention, Takuya pulled her in his dressing room and slammed her up against the door, "You need to shut up about things you don't know."

Yuko held her ground, "I know enough. Your relationship with your wife is demented."

Takuya let her go and laughed, "Are you angry because I don't fawn over you like everyone else does?"

Yuko stood up against the wall and spat out, "I don't care about things like that."

"Sure you don't. All you women are the same. Gotta live up to what the press writes about."

Yuko came close to him, "Why not? It gets me more work."

Takuya sneered at Yuko, "Your marriage won't last if you contiune to parade yourself like this."

Yuko came close to Takuya and laughed, "Now you need to shut up about things you don't know." Now holding his waist, she pulled him down and started to nibble on his ear, "I can save you a trip from that townhouse tomorrow..."

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With his sunglasses off, Takuya stopped grinning and pushed Yuko down the hallway, "Remember when you wanted to save me that trip?" Yuko stood in the hallway and watched Takuya remove his shoes, 'Don't look so guilty, your divorced, right? I remember reading about it in the papers. Husband left you and you haven't had any new work lately, all washed up, right?"

Yuko threw her shoe at him, "Shut the hell up."

Takuya had in one hand that small pink box he bought with him and in the other he dragged her down the hallway by the waist, "Don't tell me you don't like the attention?" Inside her bedroom he pulled her close and she didn't really put up a fight. Takuya pushed her on her bed, the blanket was warm from just coming out of the dryer and he mused, "You were expecting this, right? All you women are the same.." Yuko cursed and scrambled to be on top, to give her some sense of control.

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