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[one-shot] Hope and Desire [Ryo/Shige]
Title: Hope and Desire
Rating: pg-13 (for implied situations and the 'fuck')
Pairing: Ryo/Shige
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 2,019
Disclaimer: I own the plot. JE owns Arashi. And Arashi owns my heart. Its a never ending cycle!
Summary: A photographer with more than enough talent, but couldnt catch a break. A musician with the will and desire to go for his dream, but no one wanted to give him the chance.
A/n: This my first attempt at Ryo/Shige so dont hate me. I just got on the whole Ryo/Shige band wagon, and I promised myself that I was going to wait till I finshed with The Lost Puppy before I tired Ryo/Shige, but i was reading...and then I got the amazing idea. Can you hate a girl for trying? Still I hope you all like it, even my Arashi fangirls that love my work for reasons I still cant understand but do not question. Enjoy!
He was a photographer
Or so he wished to be one
It was his dream
To one day be out there in the world
Taking the pictures that everyone admired so much
But it was a touch world out there
Freelancing wasn’t the best way to live
Photography became a hobby as apposed to an occupation
He was a musician
An aspiring one at that
Sure he hadn’t debuted yet
But it was going to happen, he could feel it
He was working on a demo CD…still
Things where getting to the point of giving up though
Being a musician wasn’t easy, not when you could barely make a break out into the world
Not when chances were going everyway but yours
He entered college as a way to do something better with his life
Have a better chance maybe
Though photography was still number one on his list
His parents wanted him to enter Aoyama Gakuin University
Become a law student, they said
He was apposed to the idea
He entered a Creative Arts College
Took up photography and writing
His parents sent him off
Go to school, they told him
You might get a better break
You just want to get rid of me, he thought
It was a bit more than obvious they didn’t want to hear his guitar anymore
He did as was told, went to College
His teachers where amazed, he had such a way with words
You should write a book, they suggested
He thought over the idea, told them he might if photography didn’t work out
Photography was amazing as well
They said he had potential
He could go places
If such was the case why was he stuck in such a place
At such a stand still
It was probably just flattery, they didn’t want to tell him the hard truth
Music was all he took up, he refused any other suggestions
Told them he had to make it as a musician
No exceptions
They said he was a little nuts, just not to his face, didn’t want to see that temper pop out
He started a small band…well tried to
It went to the dogs
His band mates had other things they where interested in
While the idea did last a few months after a while they said they couldn’t play anymore
He was pissed
He won first place in a contest
Photography no less
Got third in a writing one
Let’s celebrate, his roommate and best friend suggested
The went out for drinks
A local bar, not to far as they would have trouble getting back
Got forbid they got drunk stupid
He was annoyed, very much so
His roommate wasn’t paying attention that morning
Half asleep attempt in cleaning
His guitar was broken now
He had it for years; he couldn’t imagine life without it
Well now he would have to face such a life
I’ll make it up to you, his roommate said
How bout some drinks?
He wasn’t in the mood for drinks, he just wanted his guitar
Fine, he agreed anyway
But you still owe me a new guitar. I better get it
They agreed, he knew it wasn’t happening
He wanted a new guitar; he’d have to buy it himself
A few dinks into the night and about 2 hours later
He was beyond happy
And his accomplishment had nothing to do with it
It would be safe to say, he was drunk
Maybe we should go back, he said to his roommate
But he wasn’t there, no where to be found
Strange
He decided to look around for him
Nothing
Maybe he went to the bathroom; he mused and went to look
Nothing still
Odd…he brushed it off though and ordered another drink
He was wasted, or that could be an understatement
I think you had enough, his roommate said
He glared at the…three people before him
I…have not had enough, he slurred
When I’ve had enough, I’ll let ya know
He ordered another
But Ryo, I have no money left, you drank it all up
He growled and slammed the glass down rather annoyed and walked off
He was annoyed, very much so
He couldn’t find his best friend anywhere; it was no fun drinking without him
Forgetting about drinking he wandered around a bit still slightly out of it
Maybe that was an understatement since he could no longer walk in a straight line
He bumped into someone
Assumed it was his roommate
Koyama…. He mumbled leaning on the man
I’ve been looking all over for you!
What? He asked rather annoyed
Who was this person, he looked a few sheets to the wind; not that he should talk
Koyama? I’m not this so called Koyama
He looked up at the person from his slouched posture
Oh…sorry
He got off the other man and started to walk off
He grabbed the man’s wrist
Wait, he mumbled
He looked back confused, his eyes where focusing anymore, maybe he should go home for the night
Hmm? Was all he could get out, he wished his eye sight would clear up just a bit
You…I’ve seen you before
He said sobering up a bit
But I can’t remember where
What’s your name?
Shigeaki
He said trying to focus his eyes
It helped a bit, just a bit though
He took a step closer to the man in hopes of getting a better look of him
He’d never seen him before but he wasn’t scared to admit he was attractive
He let go of his wrist
Hmm, maybe it’s not you then
And started to walk off
This time it was his turn to be pulled back
Only into a kiss
It wasn’t demanding like most drunken kisses are
It was simple and sweet
Tasted bitter, maybe it was due to the alcohol, he didn’t know though
And you are? He asked breathlessly
He might be drunk but still this feeling he had to the man before him wasn’t fake
Ryo
He tried to catch his breath
But it happened again
Shigeaki pressed up mouth against his again
It was an all out battle for dominance in the kiss now
They where moving backwards
Though who was leaning, neither of then knew
That is until Shigeaki’s back hit a wall
He mumbled a small, ow, but didn’t break away form the kiss
If you can add two and two together you can guess where things where from there
In the back of a bar, right next to the bathroom
He groaned the next morning upon waking up
This was bad
He had no idea what happened after Koyama went missing
He didn’t even know how he got back to his room
Rubbing his eyes a bit trying not to make any sharp movements
He looked around the room
He froze
This wasn’t his room
He gulped and looked next to him
Oh dear god… He mumbled trying not to over react
Quickly and swiftly he grabbed his clothes that where somehow on the floor next to the bed
After being fully dressed he left as quietly as possible, like a ninja if you will
Once out of the room he tripped over air in the hall
It sends pain all through out his body
What the fuck happened?
He awoke with a splitting headache
The night’s events playing over in his head
What had he done
It was so shameless
He couldn’t even tell his own roommate of his actions
Pulling boxers and jeans that where thrown on the floor he shuffled off
Grabbing pain killers out of the bathroom
He texted his roommate noticing his absents
When he stumbled into his own room no more than 15 minutes later
He was met with a very unpleasant sound
Shige! His roommate called out all too loud for such an early time
I’ve been worried sick about you!
Why did you just up and disappear?
He looked at his roommate, it would’ve been a glare but that was too much work
Please be quiet he whispered holding his head
He grabbed some pain killers
I have a terrible headache
A few weeks passed and he tried his best to forget his shameless night
It worked for the most part
He didn’t give his roommate all the details about his night after stalking off
Just saying he got back alive was enough, and left it at that
His parents bought him a new guitar
It didn’t make him happy really
But it was better than not having one at all
He spent most of his time playing outside now and keeping away from his roommate
He had entered another photography contest, a bigger one this time
The results where do out anyway now and he was anxious
He decided to go out and just take his mind off it
Pictures would do the trick
He wanted to do another project anyway
One that incorporated his writing and photography this time
He took mostly pictures of the plants around him, it was to beautiful not to
He heard it, soft and faint
A guitar
He moved closer to the music and listened closely until it stopped
He looked at the source and his heart stopped
He wasn’t really in the mood to play anything set, just a random tune floating through his head
When he finished it he looked around until his eyes met another pair
This pair made him freeze, his blood ran cold
He remember those eyes
They confronted each other
They apologized for that one night
Blaming it all on the drinks
What’s your major?
Ryo asked him he wasn’t really interested but it left better than a awkward silence
Photography, he answered
And writing
He glanced at the guitar
I’m assuming you’re into music?
Stupid question, Ryo responded with a small smile despite himself
They sat there for a while in silence
Neither had much to say
After a while Shige got a text
It was from his roommate/best friend
He said that the results came for the contest
He opened them, if he didn’t mine (which he didn’t)
Second place, he mumbled with a snort
He closed his phone and put it back in his pocket
Sure it was on a technicality, but still second place wasn’t acceptable after his last contest
Ryo shot him a questioning look
Photography contest, he said dryly
I got second place, he shrugged
He’d just have to try harder next time
He nodded, could relate, he use to partake in things like that, just for his music
Maybe next time, was all he could offer
He took that though, it was better than hearing a, but second place is really good
After my next project I hope
He smiled a bit looking around for something to take a picture of
What is it? Ryo asked curious
A story
He raised an eye brow
It’s for my writing class, he said
Incorporate something outside of this class that you love along with your project
He held his camera close, so photography goes along with it
Ryo nodded, what’s it about?
He thought that one over, Haven’t decided yet
Maybe…Wagahai can come to life for once
He snorted
Wagahai?
He nodded
A fictional cat, he plagues my dreams at times, with his crazy adventures
He laughed despite himself
Maybe I’ll tell a few of his stories, and add pictures that I believe should go along with it
Sounds fun, he mused
Shige shrugged, won’t know till I start
Can I read it? When it’s finished that is
He as taken back and looked at the man questioningly
Sure… He said, If you want to
Maybe things don’t go they way you want them to for a reason
Maybe this is so because god has better things in store later on in life
He didn’t know, neither of them did
Wagahai sure as well didn’t
But here’s one thing he did know
Something wonderful was going to happen, something amazing
And that was good enough for the both of them
Rating: pg-13 (for implied situations and the 'fuck')
Pairing: Ryo/Shige
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 2,019
Disclaimer: I own the plot. JE owns Arashi. And Arashi owns my heart. Its a never ending cycle!
Summary: A photographer with more than enough talent, but couldnt catch a break. A musician with the will and desire to go for his dream, but no one wanted to give him the chance.
A/n: This my first attempt at Ryo/Shige so dont hate me. I just got on the whole Ryo/Shige band wagon, and I promised myself that I was going to wait till I finshed with The Lost Puppy before I tired Ryo/Shige, but i was reading...and then I got the amazing idea. Can you hate a girl for trying? Still I hope you all like it, even my Arashi fangirls that love my work for reasons I still cant understand but do not question. Enjoy!
He was a photographer
Or so he wished to be one
It was his dream
To one day be out there in the world
Taking the pictures that everyone admired so much
But it was a touch world out there
Freelancing wasn’t the best way to live
Photography became a hobby as apposed to an occupation
He was a musician
An aspiring one at that
Sure he hadn’t debuted yet
But it was going to happen, he could feel it
He was working on a demo CD…still
Things where getting to the point of giving up though
Being a musician wasn’t easy, not when you could barely make a break out into the world
Not when chances were going everyway but yours
He entered college as a way to do something better with his life
Have a better chance maybe
Though photography was still number one on his list
His parents wanted him to enter Aoyama Gakuin University
Become a law student, they said
He was apposed to the idea
He entered a Creative Arts College
Took up photography and writing
His parents sent him off
Go to school, they told him
You might get a better break
You just want to get rid of me, he thought
It was a bit more than obvious they didn’t want to hear his guitar anymore
He did as was told, went to College
His teachers where amazed, he had such a way with words
You should write a book, they suggested
He thought over the idea, told them he might if photography didn’t work out
Photography was amazing as well
They said he had potential
He could go places
If such was the case why was he stuck in such a place
At such a stand still
It was probably just flattery, they didn’t want to tell him the hard truth
Music was all he took up, he refused any other suggestions
Told them he had to make it as a musician
No exceptions
They said he was a little nuts, just not to his face, didn’t want to see that temper pop out
He started a small band…well tried to
It went to the dogs
His band mates had other things they where interested in
While the idea did last a few months after a while they said they couldn’t play anymore
He was pissed
He won first place in a contest
Photography no less
Got third in a writing one
Let’s celebrate, his roommate and best friend suggested
The went out for drinks
A local bar, not to far as they would have trouble getting back
Got forbid they got drunk stupid
He was annoyed, very much so
His roommate wasn’t paying attention that morning
Half asleep attempt in cleaning
His guitar was broken now
He had it for years; he couldn’t imagine life without it
Well now he would have to face such a life
I’ll make it up to you, his roommate said
How bout some drinks?
He wasn’t in the mood for drinks, he just wanted his guitar
Fine, he agreed anyway
But you still owe me a new guitar. I better get it
They agreed, he knew it wasn’t happening
He wanted a new guitar; he’d have to buy it himself
A few dinks into the night and about 2 hours later
He was beyond happy
And his accomplishment had nothing to do with it
It would be safe to say, he was drunk
Maybe we should go back, he said to his roommate
But he wasn’t there, no where to be found
Strange
He decided to look around for him
Nothing
Maybe he went to the bathroom; he mused and went to look
Nothing still
Odd…he brushed it off though and ordered another drink
He was wasted, or that could be an understatement
I think you had enough, his roommate said
He glared at the…three people before him
I…have not had enough, he slurred
When I’ve had enough, I’ll let ya know
He ordered another
But Ryo, I have no money left, you drank it all up
He growled and slammed the glass down rather annoyed and walked off
He was annoyed, very much so
He couldn’t find his best friend anywhere; it was no fun drinking without him
Forgetting about drinking he wandered around a bit still slightly out of it
Maybe that was an understatement since he could no longer walk in a straight line
He bumped into someone
Assumed it was his roommate
Koyama…. He mumbled leaning on the man
I’ve been looking all over for you!
What? He asked rather annoyed
Who was this person, he looked a few sheets to the wind; not that he should talk
Koyama? I’m not this so called Koyama
He looked up at the person from his slouched posture
Oh…sorry
He got off the other man and started to walk off
He grabbed the man’s wrist
Wait, he mumbled
He looked back confused, his eyes where focusing anymore, maybe he should go home for the night
Hmm? Was all he could get out, he wished his eye sight would clear up just a bit
You…I’ve seen you before
He said sobering up a bit
But I can’t remember where
What’s your name?
Shigeaki
He said trying to focus his eyes
It helped a bit, just a bit though
He took a step closer to the man in hopes of getting a better look of him
He’d never seen him before but he wasn’t scared to admit he was attractive
He let go of his wrist
Hmm, maybe it’s not you then
And started to walk off
This time it was his turn to be pulled back
Only into a kiss
It wasn’t demanding like most drunken kisses are
It was simple and sweet
Tasted bitter, maybe it was due to the alcohol, he didn’t know though
And you are? He asked breathlessly
He might be drunk but still this feeling he had to the man before him wasn’t fake
Ryo
He tried to catch his breath
But it happened again
Shigeaki pressed up mouth against his again
It was an all out battle for dominance in the kiss now
They where moving backwards
Though who was leaning, neither of then knew
That is until Shigeaki’s back hit a wall
He mumbled a small, ow, but didn’t break away form the kiss
If you can add two and two together you can guess where things where from there
In the back of a bar, right next to the bathroom
He groaned the next morning upon waking up
This was bad
He had no idea what happened after Koyama went missing
He didn’t even know how he got back to his room
Rubbing his eyes a bit trying not to make any sharp movements
He looked around the room
He froze
This wasn’t his room
He gulped and looked next to him
Oh dear god… He mumbled trying not to over react
Quickly and swiftly he grabbed his clothes that where somehow on the floor next to the bed
After being fully dressed he left as quietly as possible, like a ninja if you will
Once out of the room he tripped over air in the hall
It sends pain all through out his body
What the fuck happened?
He awoke with a splitting headache
The night’s events playing over in his head
What had he done
It was so shameless
He couldn’t even tell his own roommate of his actions
Pulling boxers and jeans that where thrown on the floor he shuffled off
Grabbing pain killers out of the bathroom
He texted his roommate noticing his absents
When he stumbled into his own room no more than 15 minutes later
He was met with a very unpleasant sound
Shige! His roommate called out all too loud for such an early time
I’ve been worried sick about you!
Why did you just up and disappear?
He looked at his roommate, it would’ve been a glare but that was too much work
Please be quiet he whispered holding his head
He grabbed some pain killers
I have a terrible headache
A few weeks passed and he tried his best to forget his shameless night
It worked for the most part
He didn’t give his roommate all the details about his night after stalking off
Just saying he got back alive was enough, and left it at that
His parents bought him a new guitar
It didn’t make him happy really
But it was better than not having one at all
He spent most of his time playing outside now and keeping away from his roommate
He had entered another photography contest, a bigger one this time
The results where do out anyway now and he was anxious
He decided to go out and just take his mind off it
Pictures would do the trick
He wanted to do another project anyway
One that incorporated his writing and photography this time
He took mostly pictures of the plants around him, it was to beautiful not to
He heard it, soft and faint
A guitar
He moved closer to the music and listened closely until it stopped
He looked at the source and his heart stopped
He wasn’t really in the mood to play anything set, just a random tune floating through his head
When he finished it he looked around until his eyes met another pair
This pair made him freeze, his blood ran cold
He remember those eyes
They confronted each other
They apologized for that one night
Blaming it all on the drinks
What’s your major?
Ryo asked him he wasn’t really interested but it left better than a awkward silence
Photography, he answered
And writing
He glanced at the guitar
I’m assuming you’re into music?
Stupid question, Ryo responded with a small smile despite himself
They sat there for a while in silence
Neither had much to say
After a while Shige got a text
It was from his roommate/best friend
He said that the results came for the contest
He opened them, if he didn’t mine (which he didn’t)
Second place, he mumbled with a snort
He closed his phone and put it back in his pocket
Sure it was on a technicality, but still second place wasn’t acceptable after his last contest
Ryo shot him a questioning look
Photography contest, he said dryly
I got second place, he shrugged
He’d just have to try harder next time
He nodded, could relate, he use to partake in things like that, just for his music
Maybe next time, was all he could offer
He took that though, it was better than hearing a, but second place is really good
After my next project I hope
He smiled a bit looking around for something to take a picture of
What is it? Ryo asked curious
A story
He raised an eye brow
It’s for my writing class, he said
Incorporate something outside of this class that you love along with your project
He held his camera close, so photography goes along with it
Ryo nodded, what’s it about?
He thought that one over, Haven’t decided yet
Maybe…Wagahai can come to life for once
He snorted
Wagahai?
He nodded
A fictional cat, he plagues my dreams at times, with his crazy adventures
He laughed despite himself
Maybe I’ll tell a few of his stories, and add pictures that I believe should go along with it
Sounds fun, he mused
Shige shrugged, won’t know till I start
Can I read it? When it’s finished that is
He as taken back and looked at the man questioningly
Sure… He said, If you want to
Maybe things don’t go they way you want them to for a reason
Maybe this is so because god has better things in store later on in life
He didn’t know, neither of them did
Wagahai sure as well didn’t
But here’s one thing he did know
Something wonderful was going to happen, something amazing
And that was good enough for the both of them
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