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The Lost 'Puppy' -chapter 7- Confessions with Stories
Title: The Lost 'Puppy'
Rating: PG
Chapter: 7/?
Pairing: None
Genre: Angst
Word Count: 1,083
Disclaimer: I own the plot. JE owns Arashi. And Arashi owns my heart. Its a never ending cycle!
Summary: Aiba Masaki is lost and confused. He doesn't know he is, or why he's in Kyoto. The only clues he has are a broken cell phone, 5 bucks in change weighting down his pockets, and a water logged letter from someone he doesn't know.
Previous Chapters: Where Things Start | Days Of A Wander | Questions Unanswered | Questions Questions Questions | Reasons Why Sho Didn't Answer His Phone -Chapter 4 extra- | Faces With No Connection Except to The Heart | Races Spaces Time Sure Flies
Sho got Aiiba to talk a bit but most of his answers where unsure as if je was nervious or had no idea how to respond to hi, This worried Sho a bit but he couldn’t dweel on that for long because he got a call from Nino. Upon ending the called He stood there looking at the phone before directing his attentino back to Aiba.
“Sakurai-kun?” Aiba said after a while bringin him back to earth.
“Hmm?” Sho put on a small smile hoping that Abia wasn’t catching onto his questioning mood change. “What is it Masaki?”
Aiba satred at his a bit before answering. “How do you…”
“You don’t remember me, do you Masaki?” Sho cut him off head hanging low. His gaze was fixed on the tan carpting in the aprtment, as if there was a script down there tellin him what to say. Sho didn’t see Aiba shake his head but he knew the answer. “I had a feeling…” He laughed lightly. “The look you gave me back in *Believe, I couldn’t help but think that.”
Aiba rubbed his hands over his knees and looked around the apartment a bit. “I don’t know what to say…sorry, doesn’t seem to fit but nothing else does either.”
“Sorry doesn’t help us, Masaki.” Sho lifted his head and looked at the confused man, “It helps no one.” There as an awkward pause between the two and it made Aiba feel that it would be better if he left but once again his body wouldn’t listen to him. “What would help is if you told me everything that has happened since you woke up in the alley.” There was a set look of determination in Sho’s eyes and it made Aiba feel at easy.
“Okay…” He said then started off on his story of three days of confusion in Kyoto. When He was done explaining Sho had long ordered pizza for both of them to eat since he could hear Aiba’s stomach growlling during the story having his cheeks redden each time.
“So, you woke up without knowing who you where?” Sho asked between bites of his 2nd slice of Pizza.
“With a terrible hang over.” Aiba added.
Sho nodded and folded his legs indian style turning his body completely towards Aiba. “Right, with a hang over. And you looked like shit….I mean crap since then?” Sho quickly corrected himself since majority of the time, even when Aiba was at his worst he never looked like shit, just like a wild puppy who had gotten into something he shouldn’t have.
Aiba nodded taking his 3rd slice of pizza. “Ah!” He put the slice down and stood put searching his pockets for the letter that had been bothering him for a while now. “This was in my pocket when I woke up…but its hard to read now. It must have gotten wet before I woke up.”
Sho took the letter from Aiba and looked over it seeing a few of his smugged letters and aiba scribble on the ones he could make out. Sho tired to say something then but his mouth was to full and he nearly chocked. The younger man took the letter and put it on the table and pat Sho’s back in hopes of getting his to stop coughing over his food. With a hand covering most of his mouth Sho mumbled, “That’s the letter I sent you about a week ago. I said that I would be here in Kyoto due to family issues and when I was done in a few days come see you in Chiba.”
Now it made a little sense to Aiba, when he was in Kyoto in the first place. Before he lost his memory he came to see Sho for some reason. But what was still missing from his head was why he couldn’t remember anything and why Sakurai Sho was making his heart race the way it was even though he knew nothing about the man.
A couple of days latter Sho had the extream okay that he was no longer needed in Kyoto and could take Aiba home by his father. Within the two days Sho told Aiba a lot in hopes of getting him to remember something but with little use. Aiba’s memorey was a blank as a new sheet of paper. Sho reassured him though, saying that even if Aiba didn’t remember anything now he cearently would soon, he promised him that.
When Sho and Aiba got to Chibi train station it was after 12 in the afternoon and Sho mentioned that he was dying. Why? Because it was so fucking hot, that’s why. He never understood why Chiba was so hot, just didn’t make sense, but he got over it seeing as how Aiba had no problem what-so-ever. But still he did complain a bit. Upon reaching the place they said they would meet Jun, Nino, and Ohino, the pair saw a less shocking sight. Jun and Nino going at it in an arugment plus a pair of Super Soakers in hand. Sho immediately questioned how old his friends where silently wondering if it would just be best to move on.
When trying to back up a bit he felt something poke him and he froze. “Not a smart choice, Sho-kun.” Ohno said softly also having a Super Soaker in his possition.
Sho slowly put his hands up. “Not you too…” He groaned causing Aiba to turn back questioning. When he eye widened Sho shook his head. “Calm down Masaki, Ohno wouldn’t dare…” Sho stop talking when he felt the back of his shirt become wet. Turning his head Sho saw a smile on Ohno’s face as he pulled back the headed back over to Nino and Jun.
Untying the other shirt from his waist and handing it to Aiba, Sho walked over to Jun and Nino to get in on the action but mostly to get back at Ohno for wetting his shirt. Losing in every possible way Sho soon found his self more or less soaked and begging for mercy. Aiba on the other hand had taken a seat in the grass to watch this crazy sight. Normally the younger man wouldve taken part in such a thing, but seeing as he still was lost within himself he rather watch.
* Believe - yes it is an arashi song, but I also named the café that they ran into each other in Kyoto that.
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Im getting into some hard situations with this fic it seems.
Writers block X.X
Thats been happening a lot lately....=/
I'll try my best though.
I hope to bring you guys a one-shot by the middle of this week at the latest!
And I wanna warp this one up soon too. Get Aiba-chan's memories back. Dont know how thats gonna happen but it will, just like with Jun's in BWT >.<
I hate the title of this chapter...seemed good at the time..not I wonder.
Have a good night/day guys! <3
EDIT: I forgot to do spell check on this one and by the time I noticed it was to late for me to go edit...so forgive me this once!! GOMEN >.<"
Rating: PG
Chapter: 7/?
Pairing: None
Genre: Angst
Word Count: 1,083
Disclaimer: I own the plot. JE owns Arashi. And Arashi owns my heart. Its a never ending cycle!
Summary: Aiba Masaki is lost and confused. He doesn't know he is, or why he's in Kyoto. The only clues he has are a broken cell phone, 5 bucks in change weighting down his pockets, and a water logged letter from someone he doesn't know.
Previous Chapters: Where Things Start | Days Of A Wander | Questions Unanswered | Questions Questions Questions | Reasons Why Sho Didn't Answer His Phone -Chapter 4 extra- | Faces With No Connection Except to The Heart | Races Spaces Time Sure Flies
Sho got Aiiba to talk a bit but most of his answers where unsure as if je was nervious or had no idea how to respond to hi, This worried Sho a bit but he couldn’t dweel on that for long because he got a call from Nino. Upon ending the called He stood there looking at the phone before directing his attentino back to Aiba.
“Sakurai-kun?” Aiba said after a while bringin him back to earth.
“Hmm?” Sho put on a small smile hoping that Abia wasn’t catching onto his questioning mood change. “What is it Masaki?”
Aiba satred at his a bit before answering. “How do you…”
“You don’t remember me, do you Masaki?” Sho cut him off head hanging low. His gaze was fixed on the tan carpting in the aprtment, as if there was a script down there tellin him what to say. Sho didn’t see Aiba shake his head but he knew the answer. “I had a feeling…” He laughed lightly. “The look you gave me back in *Believe, I couldn’t help but think that.”
Aiba rubbed his hands over his knees and looked around the apartment a bit. “I don’t know what to say…sorry, doesn’t seem to fit but nothing else does either.”
“Sorry doesn’t help us, Masaki.” Sho lifted his head and looked at the confused man, “It helps no one.” There as an awkward pause between the two and it made Aiba feel that it would be better if he left but once again his body wouldn’t listen to him. “What would help is if you told me everything that has happened since you woke up in the alley.” There was a set look of determination in Sho’s eyes and it made Aiba feel at easy.
“Okay…” He said then started off on his story of three days of confusion in Kyoto. When He was done explaining Sho had long ordered pizza for both of them to eat since he could hear Aiba’s stomach growlling during the story having his cheeks redden each time.
“So, you woke up without knowing who you where?” Sho asked between bites of his 2nd slice of Pizza.
“With a terrible hang over.” Aiba added.
Sho nodded and folded his legs indian style turning his body completely towards Aiba. “Right, with a hang over. And you looked like shit….I mean crap since then?” Sho quickly corrected himself since majority of the time, even when Aiba was at his worst he never looked like shit, just like a wild puppy who had gotten into something he shouldn’t have.
Aiba nodded taking his 3rd slice of pizza. “Ah!” He put the slice down and stood put searching his pockets for the letter that had been bothering him for a while now. “This was in my pocket when I woke up…but its hard to read now. It must have gotten wet before I woke up.”
Sho took the letter from Aiba and looked over it seeing a few of his smugged letters and aiba scribble on the ones he could make out. Sho tired to say something then but his mouth was to full and he nearly chocked. The younger man took the letter and put it on the table and pat Sho’s back in hopes of getting his to stop coughing over his food. With a hand covering most of his mouth Sho mumbled, “That’s the letter I sent you about a week ago. I said that I would be here in Kyoto due to family issues and when I was done in a few days come see you in Chiba.”
Now it made a little sense to Aiba, when he was in Kyoto in the first place. Before he lost his memory he came to see Sho for some reason. But what was still missing from his head was why he couldn’t remember anything and why Sakurai Sho was making his heart race the way it was even though he knew nothing about the man.
A couple of days latter Sho had the extream okay that he was no longer needed in Kyoto and could take Aiba home by his father. Within the two days Sho told Aiba a lot in hopes of getting him to remember something but with little use. Aiba’s memorey was a blank as a new sheet of paper. Sho reassured him though, saying that even if Aiba didn’t remember anything now he cearently would soon, he promised him that.
When Sho and Aiba got to Chibi train station it was after 12 in the afternoon and Sho mentioned that he was dying. Why? Because it was so fucking hot, that’s why. He never understood why Chiba was so hot, just didn’t make sense, but he got over it seeing as how Aiba had no problem what-so-ever. But still he did complain a bit. Upon reaching the place they said they would meet Jun, Nino, and Ohino, the pair saw a less shocking sight. Jun and Nino going at it in an arugment plus a pair of Super Soakers in hand. Sho immediately questioned how old his friends where silently wondering if it would just be best to move on.
When trying to back up a bit he felt something poke him and he froze. “Not a smart choice, Sho-kun.” Ohno said softly also having a Super Soaker in his possition.
Sho slowly put his hands up. “Not you too…” He groaned causing Aiba to turn back questioning. When he eye widened Sho shook his head. “Calm down Masaki, Ohno wouldn’t dare…” Sho stop talking when he felt the back of his shirt become wet. Turning his head Sho saw a smile on Ohno’s face as he pulled back the headed back over to Nino and Jun.
Untying the other shirt from his waist and handing it to Aiba, Sho walked over to Jun and Nino to get in on the action but mostly to get back at Ohno for wetting his shirt. Losing in every possible way Sho soon found his self more or less soaked and begging for mercy. Aiba on the other hand had taken a seat in the grass to watch this crazy sight. Normally the younger man wouldve taken part in such a thing, but seeing as he still was lost within himself he rather watch.
* Believe - yes it is an arashi song, but I also named the café that they ran into each other in Kyoto that.
-----
Im getting into some hard situations with this fic it seems.
Writers block X.X
Thats been happening a lot lately....=/
I'll try my best though.
I hope to bring you guys a one-shot by the middle of this week at the latest!
And I wanna warp this one up soon too. Get Aiba-chan's memories back. Dont know how thats gonna happen but it will, just like with Jun's in BWT >.<
I hate the title of this chapter...seemed good at the time..not I wonder.
Have a good night/day guys! <3
EDIT: I forgot to do spell check on this one and by the time I noticed it was to late for me to go edit...so forgive me this once!! GOMEN >.<"