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cupcake4mafia) wrote2009-02-13 03:18 pm
cupcake4mafia) wrote2009-02-13 03:18 pm
[fic] arashi/arashi - au - "ikeman storm (i wear my sunglasses at night)" [1/2]
Title: Ikeman Storm (I Wear My Sunglasses At Night) [1/2]
Pairing: Arashi/Arashi
Rating: R
Disclaimer: In no way do I claim the following is/has/will happen. This is only fiction written for fun!
Summary: AU. When Sho's decisions could compromise his future, the top GV actors in the business decide that, sometimes, the end does not justify the means.
A/N: Oh, yes. They are porn stars. I definitely was not going to get this done in time for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fivesomeaday challenge D: So, I'm sharing it with you here!
Jun calls Nino as soon as he gets the e-mail.
“Ikeman Storm,” he reads aloud. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
Nino snorts.
“What, like Surprisingly Perverted Volleyball Team was some kind of masterpiece?”
“Well at least there was a theme,” Jun grumbles, scrolling through the rest of the letter but not really registering the contents. “What’s the point of this one? Are we fucking in the rain?”
“5P.”
“Five?” Jun repeats, surprised. “I only see you, me, Ohno, and Aiba.”
“Sho’s going to be in the last scene.”
“Which Sho?”
“Our Sho.”
“But our Sho wears those stupid little sunglasses.”
“Not as of Ikeman Storm,” Nino responds, monotone.
Jun leans back in his computer chair and frowns at the group photo on his bulletin board.
“His dad kicked him out,” Nino adds.
“Shit.”
Jun twists the ring on his middle finger with his thumb.
“Doesn’t he have a scholarship?” Jun asks.
“It only covers tuition.”
“Shit.”
“Ohno and I are going out for dinner,” Nino says, yawning. “You could join us.”
“Aiba’s going to be there too, isn’t he?”
“Don’t be such a pussy, Matsujun.”
“I didn’t say I wasn’t coming!” Jun snaps, pushing away from his desk and eyeing the piles of clothes on his floor with disdain.
---
Jun is more than certain that it’s unhealthy for them to hang out like this. Aiba insists that making friends at work is an important part of adult life. Jun thinks this probably isn’t true if your job is sexing up your coworkers. Still, somehow, the five of them get along so well that it seems too weird to ignore it.
“We already ordered for you,” Nino says with a bright, fake smile as Jun slides next to him in the booth.
“Gee, thanks,” Jun deadpans.
Ninomiya “It Pays the Bills” Kazunari entered the company just before Jun, and for a short while they were paired up in a series of cutesy “couple” scenes that ended after they developed a bad habit of giving each other unsightly large “love” bites. Takizawa rewrote Jun into his own series (Do-S Dungeon 1-3) and found someone else for Nino to play devoted boyfriend to.
“I’ll eat it if you don’t want it,” Ohno kindly offers, looking up from where he is carefully tearing his paper napkin into a spiral.
Ohno Satoshi is the real enigma of the group. Jun can’t figure out how someone so talented in so many ways could end up in their line of work. Sure, the money goes to paints and dance classes, but, after several years, Jun wonders where the paints and dance classes are leading. Currently, Ohno’s popularity is second only to Jun’s (and probably tied with Nino’s, since their sickeningly sweet Married Life is on its fifth installment).
“Jun-chan can still order,” Aiba insists. “I want to add something to mine.”
“You’ve ordered three courses already!” Nino reminds him, incredulous.
Aiba Masaki, former host with no polish to show for it, spends nearly every penny he earns on his girlfriend, Rui. Hosting paid much better than porn, but Aiba couldn’t handle the hours and Rui was too jealous of the girls. Jun remembers when he first met Rui, he didn’t believe for a second Aiba’s insistence that she “just doesn’t get jealous of guys.” Then, Rui proceeded to sit in the corner during filming, purse in her lap, and watch the whole process with an unmistakable expression of boredom, occasionally texting her friends. Jun had to beg Aiba not to bring her to the set again.
“What are we going to do about Sho?” Rui asks, pouting down at her phone as she types.
“What do you mean, what are we going to do?” Nino asks, always ready to out-bitch any women in his proximity. “He’s a grown man. He can make decisions.”
“He’s not a grown man,” Ohno corrects, quietly. “He’s a college kid.”
“He’s a political science major,” Jun continues, staring Nino down. “He’s making the worst decision of his life.”
“Oh, God, you’ve all already decided to play white knight,” Nino groans.
“If you want to pretend that’s not why you invited us here, it’s okay, we’ll let you,” Aiba assures Nino warmly, a knowing smile on his face.
“I don’t see what we can do,” Nino huffs.
“We could match Takizawa’s offer,” Ohno says with a shrug.
“What? How?”
“I have some money put aside,” Ohno replies. “I could probably sell some stuff, too.”
Jun fingers his watch instinctively.
“Not the Gucci,” Nino says, turning to Jun with wide eyes and shrinking back against Ohno.
“You don’t know brand names,” Jun responds, confused.
“He knows money,” Ohno answers for Nino, resting his hand on Nino’s thigh under the table in a way that Jun imagines must seem to them very secret.
“Could we help, too, Rui?” Aiba asks.
Jun’s side of the table is united in horror this time, as they never have been able to get used to the sound of Aiba’s Girlfriend Voice.
“I guess you could give Princess her baths instead of taking her to the groomer,” Rui offers with a sweet smile.
“Awesome!”
“Is Takizawa really planning on paying him enough for a year’s worth of school supplies and cup ramen?” Jun asks, trying to add up their contributions in his head.
“Sho wouldn’t give me the details, but it’s a lot of money,” Nino answers. “He’ll probably have his own series after this.”
“If that’s the case, then what’s the point of finishing his degree? No one’s going to vote for Representative Gay Porn Star.”
“He can still do something behind the scenes, I guess. He just wants to finish what he started,” Nino says, defensive on Sho’s behalf.
“He wants me to kick his idiot face in.”
“Well, what about us, then? Sho’s too good for this job, but we’re not?”
“What do we spend our money on?” Jun asks, well aware of his own pathetic answer, because he knows that jewelry and designer clothes and perms are going to add up to nothing when he’s too old to do this anymore.
Their waitress interrupts them, bringing appetizers, and Aiba doesn’t speak up to order anything else. A grim mood hangs over the five of them as they eat, even Rui looking a bit guilty. By the time Aiba finishes his last serving, they’ve all scribbled out figures on napkins.
Pairing: Arashi/Arashi
Rating: R
Disclaimer: In no way do I claim the following is/has/will happen. This is only fiction written for fun!
Summary: AU. When Sho's decisions could compromise his future, the top GV actors in the business decide that, sometimes, the end does not justify the means.
A/N: Oh, yes. They are porn stars. I definitely was not going to get this done in time for the
fivesomeaday challenge D: So, I'm sharing it with you here!Jun calls Nino as soon as he gets the e-mail.
“Ikeman Storm,” he reads aloud. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
Nino snorts.
“What, like Surprisingly Perverted Volleyball Team was some kind of masterpiece?”
“Well at least there was a theme,” Jun grumbles, scrolling through the rest of the letter but not really registering the contents. “What’s the point of this one? Are we fucking in the rain?”
“5P.”
“Five?” Jun repeats, surprised. “I only see you, me, Ohno, and Aiba.”
“Sho’s going to be in the last scene.”
“Which Sho?”
“Our Sho.”
“But our Sho wears those stupid little sunglasses.”
“Not as of Ikeman Storm,” Nino responds, monotone.
Jun leans back in his computer chair and frowns at the group photo on his bulletin board.
“His dad kicked him out,” Nino adds.
“Shit.”
Jun twists the ring on his middle finger with his thumb.
“Doesn’t he have a scholarship?” Jun asks.
“It only covers tuition.”
“Shit.”
“Ohno and I are going out for dinner,” Nino says, yawning. “You could join us.”
“Aiba’s going to be there too, isn’t he?”
“Don’t be such a pussy, Matsujun.”
“I didn’t say I wasn’t coming!” Jun snaps, pushing away from his desk and eyeing the piles of clothes on his floor with disdain.
---
Jun is more than certain that it’s unhealthy for them to hang out like this. Aiba insists that making friends at work is an important part of adult life. Jun thinks this probably isn’t true if your job is sexing up your coworkers. Still, somehow, the five of them get along so well that it seems too weird to ignore it.
“We already ordered for you,” Nino says with a bright, fake smile as Jun slides next to him in the booth.
“Gee, thanks,” Jun deadpans.
Ninomiya “It Pays the Bills” Kazunari entered the company just before Jun, and for a short while they were paired up in a series of cutesy “couple” scenes that ended after they developed a bad habit of giving each other unsightly large “love” bites. Takizawa rewrote Jun into his own series (Do-S Dungeon 1-3) and found someone else for Nino to play devoted boyfriend to.
“I’ll eat it if you don’t want it,” Ohno kindly offers, looking up from where he is carefully tearing his paper napkin into a spiral.
Ohno Satoshi is the real enigma of the group. Jun can’t figure out how someone so talented in so many ways could end up in their line of work. Sure, the money goes to paints and dance classes, but, after several years, Jun wonders where the paints and dance classes are leading. Currently, Ohno’s popularity is second only to Jun’s (and probably tied with Nino’s, since their sickeningly sweet Married Life is on its fifth installment).
“Jun-chan can still order,” Aiba insists. “I want to add something to mine.”
“You’ve ordered three courses already!” Nino reminds him, incredulous.
Aiba Masaki, former host with no polish to show for it, spends nearly every penny he earns on his girlfriend, Rui. Hosting paid much better than porn, but Aiba couldn’t handle the hours and Rui was too jealous of the girls. Jun remembers when he first met Rui, he didn’t believe for a second Aiba’s insistence that she “just doesn’t get jealous of guys.” Then, Rui proceeded to sit in the corner during filming, purse in her lap, and watch the whole process with an unmistakable expression of boredom, occasionally texting her friends. Jun had to beg Aiba not to bring her to the set again.
“What are we going to do about Sho?” Rui asks, pouting down at her phone as she types.
“What do you mean, what are we going to do?” Nino asks, always ready to out-bitch any women in his proximity. “He’s a grown man. He can make decisions.”
“He’s not a grown man,” Ohno corrects, quietly. “He’s a college kid.”
“He’s a political science major,” Jun continues, staring Nino down. “He’s making the worst decision of his life.”
“Oh, God, you’ve all already decided to play white knight,” Nino groans.
“If you want to pretend that’s not why you invited us here, it’s okay, we’ll let you,” Aiba assures Nino warmly, a knowing smile on his face.
“I don’t see what we can do,” Nino huffs.
“We could match Takizawa’s offer,” Ohno says with a shrug.
“What? How?”
“I have some money put aside,” Ohno replies. “I could probably sell some stuff, too.”
Jun fingers his watch instinctively.
“Not the Gucci,” Nino says, turning to Jun with wide eyes and shrinking back against Ohno.
“You don’t know brand names,” Jun responds, confused.
“He knows money,” Ohno answers for Nino, resting his hand on Nino’s thigh under the table in a way that Jun imagines must seem to them very secret.
“Could we help, too, Rui?” Aiba asks.
Jun’s side of the table is united in horror this time, as they never have been able to get used to the sound of Aiba’s Girlfriend Voice.
“I guess you could give Princess her baths instead of taking her to the groomer,” Rui offers with a sweet smile.
“Awesome!”
“Is Takizawa really planning on paying him enough for a year’s worth of school supplies and cup ramen?” Jun asks, trying to add up their contributions in his head.
“Sho wouldn’t give me the details, but it’s a lot of money,” Nino answers. “He’ll probably have his own series after this.”
“If that’s the case, then what’s the point of finishing his degree? No one’s going to vote for Representative Gay Porn Star.”
“He can still do something behind the scenes, I guess. He just wants to finish what he started,” Nino says, defensive on Sho’s behalf.
“He wants me to kick his idiot face in.”
“Well, what about us, then? Sho’s too good for this job, but we’re not?”
“What do we spend our money on?” Jun asks, well aware of his own pathetic answer, because he knows that jewelry and designer clothes and perms are going to add up to nothing when he’s too old to do this anymore.
Their waitress interrupts them, bringing appetizers, and Aiba doesn’t speak up to order anything else. A grim mood hangs over the five of them as they eat, even Rui looking a bit guilty. By the time Aiba finishes his last serving, they’ve all scribbled out figures on napkins.
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P-PORNSTARS.