16 posts tagged “fanfic”

Recipient:goblinbrodie
Author: Vanessa A
Title: Superiority Complex
Pairing(s):Shingo/Nakai
Rating: Pg-13  [Words: 1459]
Warnings:  This is mostly gen. Since I couldn't honestly figure out how to do a slashly Shingo/Nakai. I did the best I could!
Disclaimer: I don't own SMAP. Nor do I claim to. SMAP is SMAP!
Summary: Nakai and Shingo are at the airport. Shingo eats, Nakai sulks and Goro has all the luck.
Notes: This fanfic was written for the livejournal. A summer fanfic sign-up livejournal for fans of Johnny's Jimusho.

"I just don't understand you, Shingo." Nakai twisted his hat to a angle that he favored and checked his watch. It was a little after two p.m and this was their second layover from the states. Shingo and Nakai would be taking a flight to the Nagoya airport and from there meet with the other's for a photoshop. The flight would be easily over ten hours and Nakai silently cursed their scheduling manager who paired him up with Shingo. Nakai wanted nothing more than to take the flight alone, eat a good meal and catch up on his sleep.

Nakai didn't have that luck, strangely all that luck went to Goro.

"W-wait up!" Shingo was running across the airport terminal. His flop-flops were slapping on thefloor and it caused alot of attention.

Nakai winced when he noticed he saw a nearby security guard stand up and raised his hand to get Shingo to slow down. Nakai wanted nothing more than for the crowd to not know he was with him, but it was highly unlikely since they were the few Japanese at the terminal.

Shingo slapped one of his many man purse's on Nakai's left shoulder and complained with a mouthful of bubblegum in mid-chew, "They threw out all my drinks, and most of my candy. How was I suppost to know you can't bring it with you on a plane?" Nakai stared hard at Shingo and Shingo blew a bubble and dropped his bags to the floor. "We have at least another hour, we should get something to eat before we get on the plane." Shingo spotted out of the corner of his eye a McDonald's and dashed off to order, leaving Nakai with at least a dozen bags to watch over.

Nakai wiped his hands and bent down to look inside Shingo's bag's. He started to thin out his bags, some bags were filled with used candy wrappers  and some with empty boxes. Shingo came back holding a tray with three large fries and a twenty piece of chicken nuggets. Nakai looked up at Shingo who was drinking his soda with four straws in his mouth. Nakai took a few of the empty boxes he had already folded flat and slapped Shingo upside the head. "JUST WHAT DO YOU NEED THESE FOR!?!?!?" Nakai slid away, leaving Shingo to balance his bags and his tray of food.

Flopping down on one of the seats closest to the boarding gate, Nakai took out a magazine he wanted to finsh reading, beside him, Shingo placed his tray of food in one seat, sat in another and then left his bags all over the floor near his feet. Nakai glared at the floor and could feel the hard stares of the people who had no seat to sit on.

Shingo oblivious and was trying to fit more straws in his mouth, he was now on number sixteen.

Shingo kept a keen gaze on Nakai and tried hard to get Nakai to look at him. Shingo wanted the old Nakai back, the one that smiled and laughed and insisted that Shingo put even more things in his mouth. Shingo leaned close and tried to poke Nakai with the end of the straws that now were hanging straight out from his mouth. Nakai ignored and Shingo poked him again, and on the third time Nakai leaped from his seat and muttered something about needing a cigarette. Shingo cried, "I thought you were going to quit!" All of his straws feel to the floor. The woman at the terminal counter was furious. Shingo tripped over his bags when he ran after Nakai.

Nakai was standing in the designated smoking area, he took long drags of his cigarette. "Damn Shingo for buying the cheap brand.."

Nakai fiddled with his lighter and recalled the night he sent Shingo now to one of the convenience stores outside their hotel and said to buy him a new packet of cigarette's and to not get the girly kinds. Shingo still came back with the girly kinds and said he almost didn't have enough. Nakai was smart enough to check the shopping bag and sure enough Shingo bought himself bubblegum, chocolate and soda pop.

Shingo came running, flip-flops off so Nakai was caught off guard when Shingo ripped the cigarette out of Nakai's mouth. "Y-you said, you were going to quit." Shingo was breathless. The other smokers nearby looked on at the pair who were now glaring at each other.

Nakai tucked his lighter in his pocket and looked at the other smokers, who all looked at Shingo's bear feet. Nakai walked out of the designated smoking area and the smokers all flicked their used cigarette's on Shingo's bear feet and followed Nakai out. They all knew the unwritten smoker's code. No one, not even your mother can rip a cigarette that is being mid-smoked out of someone's mouth. Shingo screamed, fell to the ground, knocked over a heavy ash tray and the designated area was filled with smoke and sand all over the floor.

Nakai went and grabbed a cup of coffee and contiuned with his magazine. Shingo came back with an ice cream in hand. "Look, I bought this for you." Shingo held out the black cherry ice cream cone and smiled for his leader. Nakai winced, "You know I hate dairy products." Shingo with no second thoughts swallowed the dessert whole. Nakai watched and waited for that typical Shingo-brain-freeze-moment.

It was a relief to see Shingo have the common courtesy to not scream in the terminal, he took one of his bags and dashed to the bathroom. Nakai pulled out his cellphone and saw messages from the other's. Takuya said it was a handful to have Tsuyoshi with him, and the wife and the girls. Tsuyoshi left one saying it was a handful having Takuya's wife around. And Goro left a gushing text message that the air stewardess on his plane had on a short little skirt.

Nakai slammed his cellphone shut and noticed there was a line already fully formed to enter the plane, Nakai glanced around for Shingo but there was no sign of him. Shingo's bags were all over the floor and people in line, formed the line around his bags. Nakai blushed wih embarrassment and started to pick up Shingo's stuff and dial Shingo's number at the same time. The phone kept ringing and kept getting kicked over to Shingo's voice mail. The greeting of Shingo's voice mail was a clip of Nakai rambling and laughing.

Nakai fumed, he was getting aggravated and didn't like to hear himself laughing at himself.

"Nakai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Shingo was waving towards Nakai, "Bring my stuff and get over here!!!!!" The entire line followed Shingo and turned to look at Nakai was picking up the bags off the floor, the crowd shaked their heads and assumed the mess on the floor belonged to Nakai and watched Nakai struggle with the bags. Flipping some over his shoulder and holding some by wrist, Nakai dragged himself over to Shingo, "Just how did YOU get to the front of the line?" Nakai frozed as he walked up to Shingo who was in front of the line, "JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" 

Shingo gave a dazzling smile and reach for his bags.

Nakai whimpered  "W-what? Whaaaaa? Whyyyy?!"

Shingo was decked out as Shingo-Mama and blew the crowd kisses, "This is how you get first class! You need to show a little leg!" Shingo did his best to look sultry and the people at the gate ushered the pair in. The crew grabbed for their bags and handed Nakai a glass of wine as they were led inside the plane. Looking at the generous amount of space the first class seats had, Nakai finally smiled.

Nakai looked at the  air stewardess who struggled with putting their bags in the upper compartment and saw how her skirt rode up. Again, Nakai smiled. Shingo pulled out a carton of his favorite cigarette and handed them to Nakai, "For you, no more junk food on this trip, ok?"

Nakai grinned and slapped Shingo on the rear, Shingo giggled and threw himself on his seat. "Feel better now, Nakai-kun?" Shingo helped Nakai out of his jacket and even gave Nakai his own glass of wine and watched Nakai settle down in his seat smiling.

Nakai sat back in his seat and took a deep breath and then turned to look at Shingo and said, "Maybe later we can take a trip to the bathroom?"

Shingo squealed and fastened his seat and started to sing about bathroom trips with Nakai on the airplane, leaving the rest of the crowd oblivious to what Shingo was singing about in his native language.

END.

SMAP!Slash, the yahoo!group is running a drabbles challenge of 10 drabbles from all SMAP pairings. I have written six and want to post them, at least for time-date sakes. I will be post the next four as soon as they are written. Thank you.

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Title: In that Skirt.
Author: Vanessa A.
Info: Don't Own SMAP. 100 Drabble Challenge with SMAP. Every possible SMAP slash pairing!
Pairing: Goro/Takuya

We were both sweating visibly when the song came to an end. At the agency there was gym any of the talents could use when they had free time. On Friday nights it was always deserted because everyone had plans on Friday nights. Not me. And neither did Takuya.

"I like how you move in the skirt." I smile as I wipe the sweat off my forehead.

Takuya came out of the gym showers with a bright pink towel wrapped around his waist.

Takuya undid the towel and let it drop to the floor, "Really? I think I look better without it."

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Title: No Sense in Coming Back.
Author: Vanessa A.
Info: Don't Own SMAP. 100 Drabble Challenge with SMAP. Every possible SMAP slash pairing!
Pairing: Goro/Shingo

Shingo came rushing back into the house, "The package came, Goro!!" Shingo was only 12 at the time and always wore a pair of short blue shorts when he came to visit.

I grabbed the package from Shingo and ripped it open, Shingo was dashing around the kitchen table with his laughter and happy talk.

"Hey! What is it? Let me see!"

I grunted, it was a blanket my Mom had sent me, I told her the heat never worked in the dorms. Shingo grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around us.

Shingo laughed and I looked at his face, all pink and flushed.

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Title: Wasted Cake.
Author: Vanessa A.
Info: Don't Own SMAP. 100 Drabble Challenge with SMAP. Every possible SMAP slash pairing!
Pairing: Goro/Tsuyoshi

It took me a while to make it back into the hotel room. I had went to three different stores to find the right piece of cake that Tsuyoshi loved.

Tsuyoshi threw my boots at me and pushed me out of the hotel room, "I want Boston Cream and nothing else!" I held my breath as the door slammed in my face.

I ran up the hotel stairs with that small little pink box, eager to feed Tsuyoshi that overpriced piece of cake.

Tsuyoshi didn't speak, just held open the door and held his mouth open waiting for that first piece.

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Title: A Used Hat
Author: Vanessa A.
Info: Don't Own SMAP. 100 Drabble Challenge with SMAP. Every possible SMAP slash pairing!
Pairing: Goro/Nakai
"How do you know when you are in love?" Nakai sat beside me during sound check.

"What? How I'm supposed to know? I'm not married."

Nakai pulled out the set list and looked it over, "Because I think I'm in love with you."

I slipped off my chair and backed away, "Hardly, just because I buy you ONE hat, doesn't mean love!"

Nakai slipped down to the floor next to me, "But I wear it all the time." he said this in that sing-song voice that made me weak.

I ripped off his hat and Nakai did't flinch. Maybe this was love?

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Title: Free Limo Rides
Author: Vanessa A.
Info: Don't Own SMAP. 100 Drabble Challenge with SMAP. Every possible SMAP slash pairing!
Pairing: Tsuyoshi/Takuya

"I'm going to Korea." Takuya annouced after a Smasma taping looking directly at Tsuyoshi. "I'm leaving in an hour, I'm doing the taping for the Hero movie." Takuya glanced outside to the lobby, a limo was waiting. Had an hour already passed. "I'm going alone but have an extra ticket."

"What about Shizuka-chan?" Nakai asked. Takuya ignored the question and watched Tsuyoshi as he left to the lobby.

Takuya slid into the Limo's seat. A moment passed and Takuya still held the limo door open. Goro pushed Tsuyoshi, "Will you go? He needs a 'translator'. Geez."

Tsuyoshi stumbled as grabbed his favorite jacket.

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Title: I absolutely deny it.
Author: Vanessa A.
Info: Don't Own SMAP. 100 Drabble Challenge with SMAP. Every possible SMAP slash pairing!
Pairing: Tsuyoshi/Nakai

Shingo always took thursday's off to wait for Tsuyoshi. Shingo made a great effort to get on Tsuyoshi's good side, with beer and snacks.

Tsuyoshi came out of the studio with a stack of books. Expecting Shingo, he tossed Shingo his books and went for the goods. Snaping the beer open, he finshed in no time.

"Take my things home, I'm busy tonight."

Shingo looked surprised, "But I thought you would spent the night with me?" Shingo blushed.

Nakai slipped outside the door, zipping up his pants.

Tsuyoshi grunted, "Not with you." Taking Nakai by the arm, they walked pass Shingo with naughty smiles.

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Title: Dressed in White
Author: Vanessa A.
Fandom: SMAP / Takuya/Tsuyoshi. Slash. Pg-13/ Light R
Thoughts: Takuya bored with his wife, shows no respect towards Goro and remembers life as a teenager with Tsuyoshi.
Notes: None of this is real. I don't own SMAP, nor do I claim to. This was written in regards to their latest MS performance and with the group dressed in white.

Takuya started to strut in one direction and then stopped and turned to face his bandmate. Tsuyoshi Kusanagi was having a quick lunch of soup and soda pop. It was his favorite to combine hot and cold fluids in his meal. The pair were alone in their personal dressing room, while the taping for today was huge, they were one of the few groups to not be sharing a dressing room with other talent.

Takuya stopped with his hand on his hip and watched Tsuyoshi eat, with one hand holding his bowl to his mouth and the other holding the can of soda in mid air. "Will you slow down? Your just going to get a stomach ache?" Tsuyoshi looked up from his bowl of soup and with raised eyebrows spoke with a mouthful, "Didn't get a meal this morning."

Takuya wiped his hands on the black vest he was wearing, "Should I wear this vest or maybe a small scarf?"

"Goro's doing the scarf, he'll get mad if you copy him." Tsuyoshi said with another mouthful. "Do the vest, it makes you look taller."

"I'm tall." Takuya removed the vest and dropped it the floor and went to play with the scraft in the mirror. Tsuyoshi got up and took his dishes to the tray and container it arrived in and went to pick up the vest, "The clothes aren't our's, remember? We should remember to hang them back up." he walked faster to the rank that had many samples of white and black article of clothing.

There was a knock at the door and Goro slipped in, "H-hey, Kimura-kun, you have a phonecall up front." Goro stood and watched Takuya sway his hips in front of the large dressing mirror. "You can't wear that, I already have it on!" Goro pointed to himself and stood infront of the same mirror. Takuya contiuned to sway his hips and contiuned to do some of the hand movements from the dance routine. "I don't think I'll learn it in time, think you can call Nakai in?" Takuya spoke to the mirror, but it's reflection was ment for Tsuyoshi.

Goro pressed the issue, "You have a phonecall? It's her. She wants to know -"

Takuya raised his hand, "I'm so bored with her, you need to tell her I will call her back when I get a chance, tell her I'm in the bath."

"There are no baths here." Goro didn't take the hint, nor the tinge of anger in Takuya's voice.

"Just go." Takuya waved him away, "Give Nakai the phone, that'd keep her busy."

Goro looked at Tsuyoshi who didn't say anything and lowered his head and left the room.

"I feel sorry for the way you talk to Goro, he's really a means well and if you don't want to talk to your wife, than don't have Goro be the middleman. Just leave your cellphone on once and a while and tell her yourself."

"That see-through shirt really does suit you." Takuya looked at Tsuyoshi's reflection from the mirror. "I never once noticed just how slender you have become." Takuya brought his hand to his chin and smiled, "You really have become my biggest competition."

Takuya's smile felt like a knife to Tsuyoshi's pounding heart.

"Don't start this. We are one the same. We are SMAP, the only competition we have is with the younger talent in the agency." Tsuyoshi gave a weak laugh and ran his hand through his short cropped hair.

Takuya turned and stepped close to Tsuyoshi and with one hand, slapped it on Tsuyoshi's rear and pulled him close to where the pair were inches away. Tsuyoshi could feel Takuya's legs touches his own, he almost was stepping on his feet. "We aren't 15 anymore."

"But we could be." Takuya slipped his other hand to Tsuyoshi's hip and slowly inched it up from his waist to his chest. Takuya turned his head and mused like a schoolgirl biting her lip, "I never forget the way you make me feel." Takuya touched Tsuyoshi's chest in a heart shaped motion and smiled, "Should I lock the door?"

"For what?" Tsuyoshi asked cautiously.

Takuya bit his lip and rocked on his heels for a moment before leaning in close for a long kiss, Tsuyoshi kept his hands on his side and wondered just when Takuya would loosen the grip he had on his rear. Takuya kissed again and again in the same manner and Tsuyoshi grew bored. This typical assault on his face was nothing new. Back when the pair were young, in the back of the tour bus Takuya would practice kissing on Tsuyoshi.

In mid-kiss Tsuyoshi spoke up and Takuya pulled away frowning. "You still kiss like a kid. Hasn't your wife taught you anything worthwild?"

Takuya smirked, "Oh, it's always back to her, isn't it?"

Tsuyoshi loved taking little stabs at Takuya's current relationship with his wife. He loved this almost as much as seeing Goro and Miho getting along and being a picture perfect couple, but he wouldn't admit this to anyone.

"This is boring. And besides, we have to go, taping should start soon."

"Boring?" Takuya dropped to his knees, his right hand gripping Tsuyoshi's rear, tight and the left fumbling with his belt bucket, "Let me show you what my wife does best." Takuya tore at Tsuyoshi's pants and growled as he took a mouthful. Tsuyoshi loved having the semi-god Kimutaku himself at his most desperate and frantic.

Tsuyoshi said nothing as he noticed Goro watching from the mirror's reflection.

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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Acting Lessons
Goro and actress Miho Kanno have a moment and Goro realizes just how much he hates his life.
  PG-13 • Chapters: 1 • Words: 491 •  Published: 29th July 2005

In my dressing room.
Takuya's a married man but never forgets his first.
PG • Chapters: 1 • Words: 439 •  Published: 15th January 2006 •

Written by: Vanessa
Title: In my Dressing room.
Pairing: SMAP, Inagaki Goro/Kimura Takuya
Rating: PG - slight language

We both tried to not talk about the two girls we met after the concert. But every once and a while when the radio paused to change songs; we'd both look at each other. I noticed a million words in his eyes and fought hard to not cry.

It was really difficult to sleep that night.

What had happen is that after the concert, Takuya usually calls me over and we sit really close and we just talk. I know. He's married, got the two kids under his belt and Shizuka is totally larger than life but Takuya never wants to let go of what he's had.

He's had me. And I long and wait for those moments after the concert when it's just us and we're sitting so close and then there are times when he runs his hand through my hair and makes fun of my poor attempt at growing some facial hair. I don't really gotta worry about what Nakai or the other's think. They all know, they're all aware and maybe don't accept it but they do know better than to not tell Shizuka.

But after that one show, Takuya had his hand on my inner thigh and it felt nice. It's been months since we've gone at it. But before I know it he's got the button of my pants undone and I hold my breath.

But these two girls stumble in my dressing room. They kinda stop and take it all in. Takuya leaps off me and I sit and fumble with my zipper. I think he's shouting at them and these girls just laugh and take their time leaving.

My phone rings but I don't answer it. Takuya just glares at the floor and gets his car keys. Guess he's going to drop me off at the hotel and maybe see Shizuka. Whenever he does something wrong he makes it a point to see her right away, the guilt just drives him mad. Like as if seeing her and taking her out will somehow make it all better. I laugh at the press who always write about how he keeps the marriage on fire with their late night dinner dates or when they sneak in a movie or play.

Anyway, at the hotel I wake up and my phone rings, I check the caller ID and it's him. I answer and he tell me those two girls at the end of the concert weren't fans but Shizuka's friends. He tells me it's over and hangs up.

I dress quickly trying hard not to cry.

Lies
Kimura realizes his relationship with Shizuka is falling apart.
G • Chapters: 1 • Words: 343 •  Published: 8th February 2006

Title: Lies
Author: Vanessa A
Pairing: Kimura/Shizuka

“Sometimes you can be so clueless!” Shizuka Kudo screams at her husband of five years. She quickly grabs her purse and the car keys and leaves the house the pair of them has shared for over seven.

“I just want it to be over!” Kimura Takuya recalls her yelling at him, after he makes a comment at how lucky and happy he is to be working with Matsu Takako again.

Kimura sits. He does wish for that. Just end it all. Get it done with for good. Shizuka Kudo has always been hysterical whenever Kimura talks about other women. It was a part of his job, in the drama’s to be close with his female counterparts. When Shizuka found out he would be working with Matsu again she threw a fit. Can’t really blame her, they did have a long time working relationship and for a while there it was something more, but Matsu was always looking out for number one, her career.

That’s why Kimura liked Shizuka best, he was her number one. Call it a bit unfair but Shizuka put her career and life on hold for him and at the same time, Kimura wanted no one but her. But the little things that they usually fought over seemed to be getting bigger and although neither seemed to voice it, He was getting a little scared.

Kokomi came from down the hallway and took a hold of her father’s hand. She smiled and asked where her Mother went. Kimura took a hold of her and held her close and said she went out for the mail. And Kokomi gave her father a kiss.

Later that night Shizuka came home and undressed and got on the bed beside Kimura.

“I love you. I’m sorry”

Kimura shut his eyes and held his breath. Her words. They meant nothing.

“Are you awake?”

“No.” Kimura answered and turned to look at her, she gave a dazzling smile and stroked his face. “Don’t you love me?”Shizuka asked.

“Yes.” He lied. Even the way he said it, it sounded like a lie.

I think it's nice.
Nakai thinks Shizuka Kudo likes him; but Kimura feels she has an agenda.
G • Chapters: 1 • Words: 967 • Published: 23rd March 2006 •

"I think it's nice that she asked me to go." Nakai said as he stared into the mirror and brushed his hair. He was dressed in a new suit. It was dark colored a bit formal for where he was going off to, but he did want to look his very best.

Kimura Takuya sat on the bed and watched his bandmate, "Well I'm glad she didn't ask me to go. I hate going to places like that." He folded his arms across his chest and gave a hard look at Nakai who stared back at him from the mirror.

"Don't make such a face!" Nakai laughed and turned to look at Kimura, "Your so jealous and you can't even hide it!"

There was a knock at the door and before either of them could answer in, Shingo Katori their bandmate walked in with a newspaper and threw it over at Kimura. "Check out the front page, for some reason it's news."

There was a headline of Shizuka Kudo's apperance with SMAP at a chinese talk show a few days ago and people reported they over heard Shizuka asked when Nakai had free time. Kimura read out loud pieces but stopped and folded the paper, "She only asked you because your the leader of the group."

Nakai laughed and took the newspaper from Kimura, "Oh stop it, now your just being mean." He turned to look at Shingo to give him his thanks for the newspaper who in turn said to Nakai, "It's true. She must have a secret agenda."

Nakai took a hand to his chest, "STUPID! Why are both of you not liking her! Maybe she just wants to have a good time and neither of can handle that this super idol chick wants it with me!"

Shingo and Kimura just looked at Nakai with bored looks.

"I'm leaving!" Nakai turned to grab his car keys, "Don't wait up!" Nakai went laughing as he left the house and walked to his car.

Kimura watched from the window, "Stupid. She just wants attention and she thinks she can get it from us since we're selling alot of records right now."

The next day Nakai came home and had a story to tell.

"Don't want to hear it!" Kimura said as he turned on the radio later. Nakai went to lower the radio and wanted to share all the details. "She was sooooooooo cool. She wore this tight dress and had her hair down to HERE!" Nakai pointed to his rear, "She went ahead and ordered for us and took charge, she talked so much I wanted to take notes!" Kimura rolled his eyes and Nakai contituned, "You know how she has that super cute voice when she sings, it's like that when she talks, all like a little girl!" Nakai turned his hands to fists and shook them in the air with glee.

"Sick" Kimura said, "What? Since when did you like the sound of a ten year old?" Kimura turned up the radio and it just happen to play one of Shizuka's songs, "What? This so early in the morning!" Kimura turned it off and Nakai rushed to the radio, "Don't turn it off! I think this is her new song! Listen! Now how cute is that!" Nakai swayed to the music and Kimura left the kitchen. Nakai followed and wanted to tell Kimura more, "And she talked about you, Kimura-kun! She said when she does smapxsmap next week, she really wants to know what song you want to sing of her's." Kimura froze in his tracks, "I don't think I'll show up that day."

Nakai grabbed Kimura by the shoulder, "You never miss any days, don't joke like that! She really wants to know what you think! She's cool, she thinks of all of us as leaders, she said that's what makes us last so long, I mean I know I'm the leader or whatever, but she likes how all of us take charge and get things done right." Nakai nodded with a goofy smile on his face.

Kimura could only walk away.

Later on in the week, the schedule of Smapxsmap was changed and since Shizuka had free time her taping came sooner than expected and everyone was preparing for her arrival.

"You shaved?" Kimura pointed at Goro, who gave a weak smile, "Yeah! And look, new shoes!" He lifted his left foot and pulled his pants up a bit for Kimura to see.

"Don't tell me it's because of her?" Kimura asked, but he started to get up, he didn't want to wait for the answer. He found Nakai in the kitchen with her. She had already arrived and she wore this summer dress and was smiling at Nakai and looked at him as if he was the only one in the world. Nakai looked at Kimura, "Your here!" he waved Kimura over to the pair and told Kimura, "I gotta go change, tell her what song you think is best."

Nakai bounced out of the room and Kimura was left alone with Shizuka who looked at him from head to toe and said in the sing-song voice, "So.. What song would you like to sing me with?"

"None." Kimura said quickly and tired to avoid her gaze.

Shizuka stepped close and went to fix his tie and Kimura froze and tired to look at anybody but her, but she only got closer and only kept her eyes on him.

"Don't you blink." Kimura said as he looked away from her.

"What's that? Look at me." Shizuka said and with her right hand turned Kimura's face towards her's. "I like Nakai, but I love you." Before Shizuka could say anything she went and kissed him softly on the lips and before Kimura could push her aside, Nakai was already there watching it all with a sad look on his face.

One of Two things.
1st part of story where Shizuka takes control of her marriage to Kimura Takuya the only way she knows how. Through his children.
PG-13 • Chapters: 1 • Words: 1180 • Published: 30th July 2006 •

Title: One of two things.
Author: Vanessa A.
Summary: Just a drabble of shorts that I did while on the flight back from Hawaii.
Rating: PG-13. Some harsh language
Warning: Don't own SMAP. Adore the Kimura/Shizuka marriage. I think I'm the only one that does.

"I'm worried," the housekeeper said "this is scaring me. It's all so sudden."

Shizuka ignored the look and kept on packing, "It's alright, we're only going to be gone for a week. He's knows all about it, so there isn't a reason for concern." She buttons up her coat and tilts her head and gives a smile to her housekeeper Meiko. "I'll call as soon as we get to the airport." She pats Meiko's shoulder and signals for her to carry the luggage downstairs.

"I really wish you weren't going." Meiko says as she struggles with the bags.

"You know I have to do this."

"What? Do what?"

Shizuka smiled and pressed the issue, "The trip. I need a vacation, dear." She took the car keys out of her pocket and opened the trunk. She went to the driver's side and looked inside, Kokomi and Mitsuki both were sitting and waiting for their mother to get in. She waved hello to them and got into the vehicle. "Wave goodbye to Meiko." she told her childern as she drove away.

At the airport the wait felt like hell. Shizuka sliently wished she didn't wear her heels. Kokomi begged for a drink and Mitsuki had fallen asleep in her arms. The trio waited in line for over thirty minutes; she couldn't get out of line to buy Kokomi her drink. She felt drained and wished she had her hired help, but knew she had to do this alone.

When security did their checks, Shizuka bought Kokomi her favorite flavored drink and Mitsuki had woken up startled and started to cry. "You told me Daddy was going to be here when I woke up. Where is he?" Shizuka felt lost. She hated to admit it, but whenever Mitsuki cried or grew upset, she would hand her over to Meiko who would calm her down. Kokomi was never one to grow anxious and often sat and watched everything.

"Darling, please. Daddy is at work," Shizuka purred as she stroked her hair, "Take another nap and he'll be here next time." Mitsuki didn't look at her mother but watched Kokomi with the drink, "I want that! Where is mine?" Shizuka handed Kokomi some money and asked her to buy another. Shizuka watched her daughter walk off for another drink and wished she didn't feel such guilt.

After an hour, they boarded the plane. Mitsuki sat in the window seat, Shizuka was to the left of her, and Kokoki was stuck sitting in front of Shizuka. She refused to put on her seat belt and stood on the seat to make faces at Mitsuki who only cried for her Father. Shizuka was busy touching up her makeup and didn't notice that a woman was speaking to Kokomi.

"You look familar? I could swear it by the eyes." The woman looked closely at Kokomi, she stared a little long and Shizuka shut her makeup case and barked at the woman, "Your holding up the aisle, move along." The woman almost dropped her purse when she caught Shizuka's eye. " Y- your his wife.." she stuttered . Shizuka waved her hand to move her along, "I'm more than his wife, I have a name." and the woman was at a lost of words at how stern Shizuka acted.

"Mommy..." Kokomi stood on her seat and looked at her mother, "Daddy says to be nice to the girls, Daddy says their important in his life too." Shizuka scoffed, "Well Daddy should know there is only one important girl in his life."

"Don't you mean three?" The stewardess said off hand as she buckled Kokomi's seat belt.

Shizuka said nothing as the stewardess checked the trio's seat belts.

Back at home Meiko tried to call first Shizuka who had her phone off. It's been over three hours and she didn't call like she said she would. And while that was nothing new, it was well known in the household that whatever Shizuka said was to be taken with a grain of salt, but what concerned Meiko is that she took both of the childern with her or any other help. She tried her call their Father but the calls were only lead to his voice mailbox. She grew restless and while upstairs she cleaned up the master bedroom and noticed and she had taken off her wedding ring. It wasn't hard to miss; it was massive and pink and she'll never forget the argument the pair had gotten in about the size. She was upset that he didn't agree with the cut and he was furious over the fact she didn't want to accept the ring he had presented to her at their engagement. It was a ring his father had gotten from his father and had been kept in the family for years. So for Shizuka to not accept it, at least to wear through the engagement and save him face, it drove him mad. The day they bought the ring, Meiko witness the two going at it and Shizuka threating to flush the family heirloom down the toilet and Kimura ripping the new ring off her finger and throwing it out the bathroom window. She'll never forget the look on Shizuka's face. It was a look of rage, Shizuka's face was shiny with sweat as she barked at the maid to go hell and get the ring from outside while she was at it.

As a last resort Meiko did have this number, it was a number that she kept track of, since the owned of the number called at bizarre hours and asked only for Kimura. She didn't want to doubt the relationship of her bosses but she was aware both had someone on the outside. She dialed the number and a woman answered after six rings. "Is something wrong?" the female voice said. "I can call you, you don't call me." Meiko didn't know what to think and the phone almost slipped out of her grip.

"I have a problem.. I need to speak to .."

"Sorry. You've got the wrong number." the female said quickly in her deep voice.

"PLEASE. Don't hang up! It's a family problem!" Meiko shouted.

"I don't have a family."

There was only slience.

Meiko waited almost a few minutes. She didn't know if the woman was still on the line. She could hear some background noise.

"Shizuka is that you?" Kimura was on the phone, his voice sounded soft, almost tender.

More slience.

"Shizuka? Why did you call this number?" Kimura spoke slowly. Meiko could hear the woman singing in the background.

".. Kimura, this is Meiko. I called because of Shizuka." Meiko managed to choke out a response.

Kimura was silent. Then he asked quietly, "What did she do?"

"She's taken them!" Meiko cried and sobbed, "To the airport! She said you knew about it."

"That bitch," he muttered "I'm on my way to the house."

Prelude 12/21
Shingo wants to throw a party and during the planning he realizes he has no real friends at all.
  R • Chapters: 1 • Words: 1390 • Published: 21st August 2006 •

Title: Track #1: Prelude 12/21
Author: Vanessa A
Rating: R
Summary: Shingo wants to throw a party and during the planning he realizes he has no real friends at all.
Notes: This is title is part of a series called ' Decemberunderground' a short set of around 15-18 fanfiction short stories/drabbles that really vary with length where you take an album you've listen to from start to end and with each song/title your work your short piece around that. I have chosen the album 'Decemberunderground' from AFI, and while all of these stories can be read at random, all stories will lead up to an ending where all with be worked in together. Hope you like it. - Vanessa

This is what I brought you
This you can keep
This is what I brought
You may forget me

Shingo Katori was planning on throwing this huge party at his parents house but it was a no-go. His parents said he was too young and they didn't like his friends anyway. Shingo was only 13 and he didn't have many friends, only these five other guys that he worked with. He was working hard to make his band work and his parents said that his bandmates weren't really his friends.

Shingo pouted, "They are my friends!"

His Father sneered, "Seems like they only want you when it's time to work."

Shingo looked away, "Kimura-kun and I are really close, infact, he said if you won't let me have the party here, I can have it at his house!"

His Father said nothing, knowning all to well, Kimura would refused.

*******

"Are you insane?" Kimura screamed at Shingo, "And just who would you invite anyway?"

Shingo looked at his feet and tried to keep his voice from cracking, "Well I figure you and the guys could come."

"Blah, we're together enough as it is.. Listen, forget about parties and do some of your school work. The old guy says if you keep getting getting low marks, he's just going to rotate you and maybe get someone else for the band."

"And just who could they get to take my place?" Shingo yelled getting to close to Kimura.

"Lots.I hear that Mabo guy over at Tokio wants to take a chance, always going on about how he's pretty good on rollerskates." Kimura started to lead Shingo out the entry way of his apartment.

"But, b-ut.." Shingo said as he walked out the door, "You don't get it, it's not just any party - "

"Kid, go ask Nakai, he's out a bigger place anyway."

*******

Shingo went to Nakai's house.

He didn't even answer the door.

Nakai merely looked out the window, saw Shingo and went back to his business.

"YOUR HOME! OPEN UP! THIS ISN'T FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!" Shingo banged on the door.

He wanted to cry. He wasted a whole day and it was his only day off for a while. He had classes to attend to tomorrow morning and a meeting with the old guy after classes. Shingo glazed out. He hated the neighborhood Nakai lived in anyway.

*********

Shingo was back at home, reading some comics he his mother shouted for him to get a phone, he rushed down stairs to get the phone from his Mother and he was a little nervous. Being on the phone made him nervous, "Hello?" Shingo said. There wasn't an answer. But he did hear some static.

"Hey? Hey, you there?" It was Goro.

"GORO-CHAN!"

"Hey, it's sempai to YOU."

"Goro-chan, I think this is the first time you ever called my house!"

"It's SEMPAI, dammit!"

"So, what's up? Hey - listen, I wanted to do this party."

"Yeah, the party. Listen I already heard about it. It's going to happen, tomorrow. After classes, just come to my house."

"FOR REAL? WOW! And everyone knows!"

"Sure, everyone. Just get here as soon as possible."

**********

After classes, Shingo dashed home, he was home before his Mother came back from her usual gossip-filled errands and he changed out of his school uniform and dressed in jeans and t-shirt and he wore a bright red baseball cap. He looked really happy to go to this party, he never knew Goro would take the time to make it all work out. He took the train line he took to Goro's house and in little than 30 minutes he arrived in Goro's neighborhood and soon came to his doorstep. The door was wide open and he could hear music playing. Shingo peered into the loft and called out for Goro but there was no answer.

He wanted a few minutes and played his his baseball cap. He thought maybe he was too early and considered taking a walk around the block to pass some time.

Shingo then heard some paper being ripped up, he called out to Goro who shouted back at him, "Shingo? Is that you, get in here!"

Shingo slipped off his shoes and dashed across the fancy marble floor Goro had installed around his place.

Shingo couldn't believe his eyes, PRESENTS! At least a dozen!

"You knew?" Shingo cried out, he ran to gifts and looked at them, on the dinner table they looked larger than life. What could be in them? No way could it be clothes! Shingo eyed the gifts and then Goro would looked painfully shy.

"Where's everyone else?" Shingo looked around

"You should have kept the uniform on.." Goro mumbled to himself and came close to Shingo, "Well, there isn't anyone else? You wanted a party right?"

Shingo nodded, "YES! And it's a BIRTHDAY PARTY!"

Goro nodded and held Shingo close, "Yes, yes. A birthday party. What is now, 15?"

Shingo playfully pushed Goro away, "NO! I'm 14 now! And look getting taller!" Shingo was the same height as Goro.

"How nice." Goro said and took off Shingo's hat.

Shingo watched Goro throw his hat across the room on the sofa. Goro smiled. "I bought you nice things. The kinda things he bought me."

"Who? Johnny?" Shingo felt really uncomfortable.

"Yes, when I turned 15, he gave me something special." Goro took off his jacket and pointed to the gifts, "Shingo-chan. Open them. See the things I bought for you."

Shingo really wanted the gifts but didn't really like Goro's smile.

Goro left to close the front door while Shingo started on the gifts.

It was everything he wanted, new rollerskates in navy blue. A really cool sweatshirt that matched the one Kimura wore constantly at the gym and a handful of comics. He felt really happy.

"These are awesome. Are these things Johnny-san gave you as well?" Shingo smiled as he sat on the floor, Goro sat close on his knees, Goro only watched Shingo for a few moments before he answered.

"We gave each other something. He said it was special, something I could only give to one person and one person only."

Shingo was busy with the sweatshirt, he had his half way over his head and laughed, "It's stuck, Goro-chan! TOO SMALL!"

With Shingo not looking, Goro came close to Shingo and held him by the waist, causing Shingo to lie back and laugh as he tired to take the sweater off all together, "Goro-chan, your too close!"

"Sure close. Let me get closer." Goro said as he lifted Shingo's shirt up a bit and saw the plush of his stomach. Shingo had his sweater off and his arms above his head only looking at Goro with no words.

"Your healthy." Goro muttered as he lied on top of Shingo. Now face to face, Goro smiled softly at Shingo and Shingo was racing to catch his breathe.

"This isn't good. Kimura said these things were bad."

"What things?" Goro screamed as he held both of Shingo's wrist.

"These things, the things you do with Johnny-san."

"What does Kimura know? What does he tell you?"

Shingo started to cry. His eyes were red. He couldn't catch his breathe. Goro started to unzip his pants, he pulled Shingo's shirt up and asked Shingo to take it off. Shingo took it off, his face flushed, he only stared at the ceiling as Goro kissed him all over. Soon Shingo realized his pants and underwear were off and Goro slipped them in his mouth.

Shingo stared at the ceiling and thought of his Mom and Dad. Maybe they were right. Friends don't do these things to each other.

Now on his stomach. Shingo felt lifeless. His body moved with Goro's as Goro took him from behind. He couldn't cry anymore.

Goro started to sing him Happy Birthday.

Shingo merely looked at the gifts scattered on the floor.

END