The Black and White of Things Chapter 6

[arashijun]

Title: The Black and White of Things
Raiting: Still PG13/Pg16 [is that a raiting?] Because I get into the who sex thing, but dont go into detail...I don't do smut.
Chapters: 6/??
Pairing: Sakumoto,
Genera: Angust, Drama, ROMANCE
Summary: Matsumoto Jun just woke up in the hospital one day without any memory as to what happened. He doesn't even remember who his friends are. All he knows is his name, and that something is wrong. Its up to Sakurai Sho and the others to help him remember what it is that truly happened.
A/N: I have no witty rants for you today. Its just another chapter, posted because Im tired and I have from this chapter to 9 already written so yeah, what the hell! Haha, enjoy. 
Previous Chapter -  arashijun.livejournal.com/4321.html

Chapter 6

 

I was remembering things now, not much or anything important, but small things like how long I’ve known Ninomiya, or what his nick name was and who came up with it. I also remembered a bit about Aiba, the crazy experimental one of the group, he was responsible for when most of us got hurt [but he reassure me that he was not the reason as to why I was in the hospital.] Things about Ohno were still fuzzy, minus that he had always been a very quiet person and was the oldest of the group.

 

Sho on the other hand…I was just remembering things about him. It started out strangely, we got into a fight one day and hadn’t spoke for a full day after that, but there was a strange retching pain in my heart that told me I needed to be with him that I wanted to be with him. I didn’t fully understand but decided to act on this feeling.

 

That’s when things started to get complicated. When I showed up at his apartment he looked at me with this look of ‘what do you want form me no? Haven’t you killed me enough?’ Seeing this look a few things came back to me, like this had happened before.

 

Staring at Sho I began to believe that I was doing the right thing by coming here. I also believed that I was doing the right thing by kissing him. But when he told me that he just me to be able to smile more than anything and take my time in remembering, I believed that I missed something and took a wrong turn.

 

Now I was sitting in my apartment, three months later, January 25^th with nothing to do. I was still on a leave from school until next April, which made absolutely no sense to me because then I would just have to do the year over again. But Sho insisted on it, saying that he would help me with anything. But that left me bored everyday. I was finally given my freedom when Sho deemed me able to take of myself and convinced that I no longer need supervision 24/7 by them. Now that I was alone though, I missed the company.

 

I walked into my kitchen to get something to drink; maybe I would take a nap until later, maybe. As I closed the fridge I noticed the calendar that Aiba had put up. Stopping to look over this month’s date I noticed something. “January 25^th….Sho-chan’s birthday…” I read Aiba fast sloppy script. But today was the 25^th… I started at the date for a while slowly remembering something.

 

“Eh? Why didn’t t you tell me?” I asked Sho one January day. “I didn’t see the reason.” He laughed sitting back at the table drinking a soda. I rolled my eyes putting my head into my hands. He was being unreasonable.

 

Looking back up at him I smiled. “Then can we make a deal?” He raised an eyebrow, as if my next words surly were scary. “From now on, every year on the day after your birthday, you have to have sex with me.” He chocked on his soda coughing up a storm his face as red as a tomato. “I’m sorry….what?” He breathed. I smirked. “You heard me.”

 

He started at me for a moment taking in what I had just said. “What does that have to do with-”I cut him off, “But, on your birthday, since you are hopeless, Ill make you dinner.” I knew Sho wouldn’t turn this offer down; after all he couldn’t cook for his life and always enjoyed my food.

 

His expression changed many times as he contemplated over the idea, but with each change his expression got softer and softer showing his defect. “Fine.” He said, “I agree to it. But it better be something good.” And every year we stuck to that agreement.

 

Remembering that now I felt as if I should still stick with that agreement. Surely it would make him happy, and with everything going on lately it was obvious he was under a lot of streets since not even his smiles were full anymore. I had to do this, not for myself, but for Sho, he would definitely want something good on his birthday.

 

I checked my wallet only to see it was empty except for a note from Aiba. ‘Sorry, needed to borrow some money for pizza, Ill pay you back next week. Aiba – 10.24’ Seeing the date and no money it was more than obvious that he still didn’t pay me back, but Aiba was broke now, and would be until next Monday. I sighed, this wasn’t my day.

 

But then I remembered that Nino’s job wasn’t far from me. Grabbing my cell phone and jacket I ran out of the house and down to see if he was there. I ran into the game store he worked and looked all around until I saw him restocking a shelf. “Nino!”  I called out. “Nino, can I borrow some money.” Once I asked this question I knew it was going to be trouble. “No.” He said walking past me over to the register. “Please! I know you have money. You never pay for anything yourself if you can help it or its video games. So I know you have money.” He looked at me then away. “No, Jun.” He said ringing someone up. “Why do you need mine anyway?”

 

 I sighed leaning on the counter. “Because Aiba took the money out of my wallet back in October and has yet to pay me back.” He laughed handing someone their receipt. “Then just go ask him…oh wait has broke. Ask Oh-chan.” He offered looking down in the showcase/counter of video games. “I don’t have time to look for him.” He eyed me for a second. “And don’t say Sho either.” A smirk immediately appeared on his face making me want to eat my words. “And why should I not mention Sho?”

 

Maybe I should leave before I get myself into something that could make this even longer. “Just don’t.” He looked at me with that stupid smirk still and waited for an actually answer. “Fine, its because I’m doing this for him.” Nino took out his wallet as he stepped away from the cash register. “What are you doing?” He said handing me 30 bucks. Taking the money I started for the door. “Making him dinner for his birthday.” I saw his expression change into shock. “I promised!” I called back before the door shut.

 

It was time for me to actually move. It was 4 o’clock, Sho got off of work at 6 and I had to get to his place and cook. This could work. I could make this…probably.

 

 

When cooking this time I just followed my heart. I decided to buy some pretty random things and cook however it came out. And I just happened to finish just in time. Because Sho walked in just as I put food on the plate. Taking off his shoes and jacket he looked at me never taking his eyes off me. “What are you doing?” He asked walking into the kitchen. I looked back over to the plates to finish putting food on them. “Making you a birthday dinner.” He nodded and opened the fridge as if what I was doing would be no surprise. But then he stopped and looked at me. “Wait, what? But I thought…”

 

“That I didn’t remember, and I didn’t at first.” I smiled handing him a plate. He took it with caution letting the fridge door close. “But then I saw the calendar on my fried and remembered, with a little help from Aiba though.” He looked at the food and nodded before I pushed him along to his sit and eat.

 

He took his time eating my food. I was scared that it wouldn’t taste good or that he wouldn’t like it. But he soon got more animated telling me that it was enjoyable. It was a fairly simple meal. I had cooked some Angle Hair pasta [very, very simple], Bought some shrimp [courtesy of Nino], and seasoned it with whatever Sho had in the kitchen, which was actually surprising to how much there was. I found things like Parsley Flakes, Dill Weed [which I have no idea what that is], Paprika, Garlic Powder, then I found things from take out food. Like packets after packets of Soy Sauce [never a full bottle], sweet and sour dipping sauce, honey mustard and a bunch more stuff. It eventually got to the point where I didn’t know what I as using. But obviously it came out good.

 

Sho leaned back in his chair full after he finished eating. There was a satisfied smile on his face. “That was amazing.”  He looked at me. “Really. I had almost forgotten that you could cook so well.” He laughed looking down at the empty plates, his smile soon faded. I wondered if something was wrong, but before I could ask he got up taking the plates into the kitchen to wash the dishes. “You don’t have you…” I said getting up to follow him. “I can take care of it.” I tried to take the plate from his hands but he just turned to look at me with this melancholy smile. “Jun, do you know what I would love right now? Some wine. Do you think you could get me some?”

 

I stared at him for a moment, I didn’t thing it was possible since I was out of money again, but when he reached to take out his wallet I shock m head saying that I would take care of it.

 

Heading out into the cold trying to think of how I would come back with wine was a problem. But then I remembered that I had a bottle stashed away at my place for something special, now special what exactly. I have no clue, but Sho’s birthday was special enough right? And surely I would forgive myself later…right?

 

Back at Sho’s, when I had acquired the wine, he was sitting on the couch looking out the window just staring into space. I didn’t want to disturbed him, so I quietly opened the bottle and poured two glasses. When I brought the glass over, not two seconds after I gave it to him, Sho had drunk the whole think and asked for another. I gave it to him reluctantly.

 

 

Sho was drunk, completely wasted, and making no sense what-so-ever. Now this was a problem. I couldn’t possible leave him like this. It was then that my feeling of wanting to be with him grew ever stronger.

 

Sho as flapping around and talking incoherently about topics that made absolutely no sense. He looked at me at one point with his eyes and squinted. “I see you.” He said with a straight face. “See who…?” I asked weakly backing up a bit leaning on the couch arm. “Jun-pyon. My Jun-pyon.” I raised an eyebrow, “care to explain.”

 

He hiccupped. “The Jun-pyon here now is not mine. He only remembers small details of Sho….” He paused looking at the window. “He doesn’t remember all about Sho and his relationship….” He turned back to me, “But Jun-pyon that is poking his head out every now and then does. He’s questioning on coming back or not. Nee, Jun-pyon…current Jun-pyon…Please let the real Jun come back….” He pleaded looking sad, tears forming into his eyes. This sight bothered me so much, it made my heartache and want to cry, cry my eyes out until there was nothing left. “But current Jun-pyon. Please, if you do stay, care for me, love me like you do now. Just don’t….Don’t leave me.”

 

I couldn’t hold it any longer. Tears started to over flow from my eyes. I didn’t know all about Sho’s and my relationship, that was true, but I did know, that no matter what happened in my life, something in me would always tell me to care for Sho. There was no question about it. I could not, not care for him. My heart was his; I knew that, even if I wasn’t fully there, it would always be his.

 

I hugged Sho crying into the crook of his neck as he did the same to me. My hands gripped the back of his shirt tight wrinkling it up. “I promise…” I mumbled into his shirt still crying along with him. “I promise…that no matter what…I’ll always care for you, no matter what…because…” we pulled back from each other as he looked at me, still drunk but obviously more than aware. “I love you Sho. I love you.” I said bursting into tears rubbing my face into his chest as he started to cry again.

 

Things were clearing up for me in some aspects, but still things were hazy. The reason as to why this had all happened was still a mystery to me, and no one would tell me exactly what happened, saying that I had to discover that one on my own. There was always something in the back of my head telling me that said reason was not something I should push to find out, but I had to know, I had to. My life was becoming more complicated without knowing. While light was being finally shown on one side of my life, the darkness engulfed me on the other…trying to drag me into the lonely abyss that was the actually truth, making things no longer black and white...but just pitch black. And out of all the things going on…that’s was scared me most of all.