77 posts tagged “arashi”

Since I had so much fun making the first one (here), and everyone seemed to enjoy it, I thought I'd take another stab at writing a sequel -- this one based on New Moon (or in this case, New MatsuMoon). I hope you guys enjoy it. I had a harder time making this one funny, but I hope it was cute and nice. Also, I totally recommend checking out Kytana's Arashi/Twilight parody mix-up. It's very cute and awesome, too! Plus, she gave me the ideas to write these in a first place.

 

Disclaimer: I niether own Twilight, or Arashi (although I'd LIKE to own Arashi).

 

 

Arashi Twilight Fail – THE SEQUEL
New MatsuMoon

Ohno: Nino?
Nino: Yeah?
Ohno: Have you noticed Matsumoto’s eyebrows lately?
Nino: Shh! Don’t let him hear you talking about them. You know he’s very sensitive about it.
Ohno: That’s the thing. I’m worried. Have you noticed how much hairier they’re getting?
Nino: Yeah. Maybe he missed his threading appointment or something.
Ohno: No, I think it’s something more. I think that he’s-

[Enter Aiba]

Aiba: Hey, guys! Do you have a dog running around in here? There’s been a lot of shedding on the studio furniture lately.
Nino: Probably just Shimura zoo creatures shedding on you, Aiba, and you bringing it here.
Aiba (scowls): I’ll have you know, I wear a jump suit as protection from the shedding, and the peeing, and the pooping–
Ohno (impatiently): ANY WAY, guys! Why I’m trying to say here is that that I think Matsumoto is becoming-

[Enter Sho]

Sho: Hey, Aiba. Are wolves native to Japan?
Aiba: I don’t think so… Why do you ask?
Sho: Last night when I was about to go to bed, I thought I heard –
Ohno (furious already, bursts): I THINK MATSUMOTO IS TURNING INTO A WEREWOLF!

[everyone blinks and stares]

Sho: …and?
Ohno (blinks): You don’t seem very surprised.
Jun (from behind Ohno, sounding bored, but really very pissed): It’s so cheering to hear your band members questioning your humanity.
[Ohno is struck and horrified by his appearance]
[Jun scratches his head]
Jun (upset and trying not to show it): Well, anyway, later guys.

Ohno: Oh… no! What have I done?
Nino: You didn’t sound very surprised, Sho-kun.
Sho: Well, I wouldn’t be. I’m a vampire, remember?
[Sho flashes his shiny, pointy teeth]
[Everyone just laughs, not believing in him]
Sho (a little upset): What? Well I am.
Aiba: No offense, Sho – but I don’t think any writer could have dreamed up a vampire with so much fail.
Nino: Aiba’s right, Sho. Vampires are way too cool for you to even consider being one.
[Ohno nods]
Sho (frowns, sarcastically): Thanks, guys.
Aiba (glomps): It’s okay, Sho. We still love you.
Sho (under his breath, whining): But I really am a vampire…
Nino: Any way, here’s the question – how can we get on Jun’s good side now? Even though he seemed calm, he was actually really pissed.
Ohno (upset): I know. I didn’t mean it – it’s just that, well… I really DID think he was a werewolf. The bushy eyebrows, and the shedding, and howling-
Nino: The HOWLING?
Ohno: Well, he was in the bathroom, and next thing I know, I hear him howl…
Sho (goes pale): I think I remember hearing it too. I thought it was… an animal outside.
Nino: But they’re got to be a reasonable explanation for this. Like maybe he stubbed his toe in the shower? Remember Aiba and the glitters, and how we thought he'd turned into a Twilight vampire?
Aiba (nods): Yep. (scowls) I’m never using glitter again!
Ohno: -except for when it’s on our con outfits!
Aiba (nods): Except for our con outfits.
Sho (giving a small smile): Right.
Ohno: So now what do we do – about MatsuJun’s bad mood, I mean.
Nino: Now… we plot.

[plotting]

Aiba (approaches Jun): Heeey, Jun-kun?
Jun (looks up from his newspaper, cranky): What?
Aiba: Have you seen my razor? I seem to be getting a bit hairier than usual lately.
Jun (blinks). What are you talking about?
Aiba: You know, the usual… I just feel so dog-gone hairy lately.
Jun (tentatively): Then maybe you should get a hair cut?
Aiba (starts, the idea just hit him, and gets excited): Hey! You’re right! Thanks for the idea Jun, you’re the best.
(Aiba turns to leave… then at the last second, turns around and glomps Jun)
Aiba: Thanks! Bye! (runs away before Jun can catch him).
Jun (mutters something under his breath)

[Enter Sho]
Jun (mutters): Oh, great.
Sho: Hey, Jun! Did you recently hear a wolf howling outside your window last night?
Jun (freezes): What? Oh. (Sarcastically) I see what you mean. “Jun is a werewolf”. Very funny, Sho. I’m sure you guys had a real ball with that one.
Sho (plops down on the couch beside Jun, pouting): Aw, I’m sure Ohno didn’t mean it that way. He was worried for you. I think all the sun exposure in fishing must have addled and fried his brains a little. He wasn’t thinking straight. Besides. I wouldn’t mind if you were a werewolf.
Jun (freezes again): You… wouldn’t?
Sho (shakes his head and smiles): Nope! And neither would the other guys. It wouldn’t change who you are, inside.
(Jun starts to smile at that)
Sho (continues, happily): You’d still be the same, sadistic, DoS Hime Princess of Arashi that always wears nail polish and hair extensions-
(Jun, furious, gets up off his chair and smacks Sho on the head with his newspaper before walking away)
Sho (calls out after him): See what I mean?

[Sho returns to Nino, rubbing his head]
Sho: Our plan failed, by the way.
Nino (looks up from playing his Nintendo DS] What?
Sho: Jun. He’s still mighty pissed.
Nino: Oh. Well of course he’d be pissed. You guys called him a werewolf.
Sho (scowls): Yeah, duh. That’s why we came up with a plan - to make him feel better about being hairy, and being called a werewolf. That’s why Aiba and I talked to him, right?
Nino (distracted, playing the game): Huh? Oh, no. I just gave you guys something to do, so you’d leave me alone and I could finish my game. And hey: it worked!
Sho (scowls): Great. Thanks to your “plan”, Jun hit me in the head with a newspaper.
Nino (looks up): Did he? (laughs)
Sho: You brat!

[Enter Aiba]

Aiba: Hey! What are you guys talking about?
Sho: The plan. It failed.
Nino: Is Ohno still in hiding?
Sho: Yeah. He’s afraid of what Jun might say or do if he saw him.
Aiba: You know, he might just be using Jun as an excuse to go fishing.
Sho: No, Ohno seemed genuinely upset over it. He said he couldn’t even think of fishing because Jun was that angry with him.
Aiba: Oh…
Nino: Can you guys keep it down? I’m trying to beat level 15 here, and the monster is kicking my -- arggh!! I just died. (Puts away his DS game) Okay, now what’s up, again?
Sho: Ohno. He’s in hiding from Jun. And Jun’s still pissed.
Nino: Well, first things first. Let’s find Ohno. And then we’ll take care of Jun.
Sho and Aiba: Yosh!

[Later]
[Sho, Aiba, and Nino are trying to drag Ohno out of a closet]
Nino: You can’t stay in there all your life, Ohno.
Ohno: I can and I will. (clinging to the closet doorway)
Aiba: What about cons?
Sho: What about fishing?
Ohno (gets a longing look in his eyes): I guess I can… always just read fishing magazines for the rest of my life.
Nino (annoyed): You’re being so melodramatic. It’s just Jun.
(The rest stare at him like he’s stupid).
Nino: Then again, you guys are right. He’s Jun.
Ohno: You see? See what I mean? And why I can go back? I know! I’ll live like a hermit. Yeah… or a Buddhist monk. Where do hermits live anyway?
Sho: The woods. (Teasingly) With the wolves .
Nino (shoots him a dirty look, mutters to Sho):  Not helping…
Aiba: Uh… guys? I hear footsteps.
Ohno: Oh no! It’s Jun!
(Ohno dives back in the closet)
Jun: Hey guys.
Nino (tentatively): Hey… Jun. Wow, you seem to be in a better mood.
Jun: Yep. I had a lot to think about today.
Sho (gives a deep bow): We are truly sorry if we made you feel bad, and called out a werewolf.
(Nino drags Ohno out from the closet, who comes and bows deeply to Jun)
Ohno: Yes. And I’m also truly sorry, Jun, for thinking that in the first place.
Jun (gives a small smile): That’s okay. I really had a lot to think about, about what Sho said to me today. About how you guys wouldn’t care if I really was a werewolf. Well - that meant a lot to me.
Sho (taken aback): Oh. Well… Glad I could help.
Jun: About how you guys accept me for who I am - although, yes, the speech as a bit rude (he gives a quirky smile). All is forgiven. So… I guess I can finally tell you guys.
Nino: Tell us what?
Jun (takes a deep breath): I really am a werewolf.
(Big pause of silence. Everyone except Jun and Sho starts laughing)
Aiba (laughing): That’s SO funny, Jun! I didn’t realize how funny you were.
Nino (laughing): Yeah! This is even better than my Ni No Arashi pranks segment. That’s classic, Jun! Really.
Ohno (laughing): Okay, you got me! You really did. I am sorry for accusing you… and thank you for taking it with a bit humor!
Jun (confused, and a bit helplessly): But I - I really…
(Sho puts a hand on his shoulder)
Sho (wisely): It's okay. Trust me.

THE END

Ruff!

[After the credits]
[Jun and Sho having coffee… chatting]
Sho: So, Jun, what kind of wolf do you turn into anyway?
Jun (embarrassed): Well… it’s more of type of dog.
Sho: Oh, well that’s cool. What kind?
Jun: A poodle.

The REAL End!

Aiba: Hey, guys! I found a poodle!

Okay, this video, I had never seen it before. I can't stand this song, since it's so much rap. I don't like their rap songs. Mostly because I can't understand what they're saying. While I can't understand what they're saying ANYWAY, at least with melodic songs, I enjoy the music. Rap is all about the words... which fail me. lol. But anyway.

This PV I'd never seen before, but now that I seen it, and LOLed at it so much for it's trying-to-be-cool thing.

Jun rapping was my personal high point, lol. Jun, seriously buddy. You're hot and stuff, but rapper material? Not so much.

But in the end for me, this PV was still so much love. It's definately gonna be one for my iPod to watch on.

http://www.jpopasia.com/play/1287/arashi/all-or-nothing.html

First,

 

ARASHI!!

Concert!! (highlight to read, I guess)

NEW BEST ALBUM with 32 songs!!!!

 

 

In more somber news,a FORMER Johnny's, Yuta Enomoto, is arrested. O_O

 

 

After some banter back and forth with Kytana... b/c my facebook profile pic makes me look like bella, she mentioned having Aiba that "sparkles" <3 And that inspired the both of us to write a fic with Aiba that sparkles! ^_^ So here's mine, and I can't WAIT to read Kytana's! <3 Much love, girl! This one is dedicated to you. And to Aiba that Sparkles. <33

 

TWILIGHT FAIL
Starring Arashi (Minus Sho, until the very end)

Scene 1

(Aiba enters room where Nino is sitting, not paying attention to him)
Aiba: Nino.
Nino: (mildly annoyed, not looking up) What?
Aiba: I'm sparkling.
Nino: (looks up, sees Aiba sparkling, and jumps up) Holy --! What happened to you, Aiba?
Aiba: (looking at his arms as they sparkle) I dunno, I woke up and I was sparkling in the sun.
Nino: (starts pacing around) Oh my God. I know what this is. (runs fingers through hair) This is terrible, this is - AIBA! What do you think you're DOING??
(Aiba is running around outside in the sun, yelling, "Weeee!")
(Nino tackles Aiba down, and drags him back inside the house)
Nino: THIS IS NO TIME TO PANIC!
Aiba: (reasonably) Then why are you panicking?
Nino: Pfft. I'm not. I'm merely trying to save you from your own stupidity.
(Nino sits Aiba down, sits accross from him, and look him in the eyes)
Nino: Do you know what this means?
Aiba: Err... now I'll match our con outfits? (grins)
(Nino smacks him on the forehead)
Aiba: Ow (rubs spot on forhead)
Nino: Don't be obtuse. It means... (cue horror music) This is a really bad Twilight fic.

[Enter title Credit: the word "Twilight" is crossed out and next to it is writing "Sparkly Aiba"]

Scene 2

(Nino walks up to Jun)
Nino: (darkly) We have a problem?
Jun: (looks up from doing nails) Eh? Don't tell me your nail polish ran out again.
Nino: (hisses) I TOLD you never to mention that again! It was only that one time.
Jun: (smirks) Sure.
Nino: Actually, the problem is...
(Half-naked Aiba appears in the background, running around in the sun, shouting, "I SPARKLE!")
Nino: (darkly) THAT.
Jun: (drops nail polish) Oh... my.
[enter Ohno]
Ohno: What's up, guys?
Jun: (runs hand through his hair) Nothing. Only the fact that Aiba is turned into the victim of a really bad Twilight-slash fic.
Ohno: (bites into apple) Really? Do you think he might wanna come fishing with me?
(Jun and Nino stare at Ohno, dumbfoundly)
Ohno: What?
Jun: Your tan...
Ohno: (eyerolls) Yes, I know I'm tanned-
Nino: (grabs Ohno's right wrist) No, LOOK!
(Ohno's arms, up to his elbows, are pale white)
(Nino and Jun look up at each other in horror)
Ohno: (holds out apple with both hands, and laughs) Hey, look guys! This reminds me of a book cover I saw at Borders-
(Jun snatches Ohno's wrist this time) Oh, God. we've got to get some help this time.
Nino: (nods) Yes, this is desperate. Only one person can save us now.
Jun: (eyes narrow) The author.

Scene 3

(Liz, in her room, in front of the computer, typing.
There is a knock at the door.
Liz jumps up out of her seat, leaves the computer, and opens it.
There, standing by the door is a furious, and glowering Nino and Jun. Behind them is a bemused Ohno, and Aiba, who looks like he wants to run around in the sun,
is actually wearing black clothes - long sleeved, with a hoodie, hat, sunglasses, sunscreen, long black pants, and black doc martins. Obviousy he was made to wear these
by Jun and Nino)
Liz: (neverously) He...llo?
(Nino and Jun push their way into the house)
Jun: What are you doing here?
Liz: (mildly annoyed) I was gonna ask you guys the same question. You're ARASHI. What are YOU guys doing here?
(Nino shoves Aiba in front of Liz, who bumps into her, and they nearly topple over)
Nino: HE'S the reason we're here.
(Aiba gives a sheepish smile)
(Nino takes off Aiba's hoodie, and they all gasp as they see the glitter on his body)
Liz: Oh... my.
Jun: We figured out YOU are the fic author.
Nino: Yeah! So DO something about this.
Liz: This isn't MY fault.
Nino: Um, yes. It is.
Liz: (stares at Aiba carefully) Just wondering, what were you doing last night?
Aiba: (surpised by the question) Oh! Hum... (thinks about it) I was working on a birthday card to the Age-jo girls.
(Aiba's eyes widen in revelation)
Aiba: Ahh!!! That's right! I was putting the glitter on the cards before I fell asleep. I think I fell asleep into a pile of glitter on the table.
Liz: (looks smugly at Nino) Mm-hm..
Nino: (narrow's his eyes) Well, that still doesn't explain OHNO'S pale, white arms.
Liz: (pulls a confused-looking Ohno forward by the arm) It rubs off, see? (rubs white powdery stuff off)
(Nino and Jun look at each other, amazed)
(Ohno looks from one boy to the other)
Ohno: I was gonna tell you guys, before you dragged me on an Airplane and brought me to the U.S., that I was baking a cake.
Jun: Pfft! Who bakes a cake up to their elbows in flour?
Ohno: (sheepish) I heard certain tackle-fish like cake for bait.
(Jun and Nino are dumbfounded).
Liz: (loops her arm through Aiba's) Shall we go and have some dinner?

THE END

Sho: what about me? I wasn't in this movie!!
Liz: (pats him) It's okay, Sho. Next time.
(shot of Sho with golden eye-contacts)
Sho: Aww, man. And I was gonna tell everyone I was a vampire. (sniffles)

THE [REAL] END

These are based on the bases from sharlmiya here.

Please credit if taking. ^_^ Much appreciated. :)

OMG, I just found out that on Channel 18.2 (on digital TV, if you've finally gotten your converter box), they are showing Ryusei no Kizuna!  This is if you're living in the Southern California area. :)

http://utbhollywood.com/en/drama/ryuseinokizuna/story/1/index.php

It's gonna be on Fridays, from 9 to 10 pm, on channel 18.2, they'll be showing one episode per week. This week they'll be showing Episode 2!!!

It's amazing! It's incredible! It's Aiba-tastic!

 

 

This is Michelle's fanfic, as promised, and LONG over due!! I'm so sorry! I just hope I can make it worth the long wait. :)

Chapter 1

 

Mitsuki was walking down the street during her lunch break from working at the library in Tokyo. It was a long day, kind of slow. Mitsuki smiled as she thought – during the afternoon, when the children were out of school, some liked to come by. Mitsuki loved reading to them stories that made the children gasp, giggle, and wonder.

 

Suddenly, her eyes were arrested at the sight of a man walking down the street, and she gasped. Coincidentally, the man raised his eyes and met her gaze, both of them feeling a jot of electric shock and recognition. 

 

“Satsosh-kun,” she said, barely aware that she’d said the name aloud.

 

“Mitsuki-chan,” he raised a corner of his mouth up in a half-smile – one that was filled with happiness, yet bitter self-depreciation. “I forgot you’re now working at the Tokyo Library.”

 

“Yes,” she breathed again, recovering from the shock as he approached her. “And you?”

 

Satoshi Ohno scratched the back of his head ruefully, “Still working with Arashi. You know: the same as always.” He suddenly stopped, and his eyes grew tender as he gazed at her. “I guess I should say almost always.”

 

Much to her surprise, Ohno took both of her hands in hers, and whispered gently, “Things haven’t been the same without you, Mitsuki.”

 

Mitsuki, robbed of breath, tried to control her heart rate as it sped up a notch. She turned her head away and looked down, willing herself not to be entranced by the beautiful man’s kind words and soft eyes. “You know why we broke up.”

 

“Still doesn’t mean I don’t think of you every waking second,” he took a step closer to her. “I miss you,” he whispered.

 

“Mitsuki-chan!” a voice called out from the distance, making Mitsuki jerk her hands away, out of Ohno’s. She looked up to see one of her coworkers calling her name.

 

“I-I,” she stuttered. “Have to go.” She turned and hastily walked away before giving him a chance to reply.

 

Before she got more than a few yards away, he called out to her. “Mitsuki!” She stilled her footsteps and willed herself to turn around.

 

He looked broken hearted, but determined as he called out, “Can I still call you?”

 

Unable to repress a smile, Mitsuki decided to play it cool, “You can,” she replied, and joy lighted Ohno’s face, until she added, “But I’ll only pick up when I’m ready to forgive you.”

 

He looked a little sad, but then smiled with a determined grin. “Hai, then I’ll make sure you do forgive me.”

 

We’ll see about that, she thought, but the determination in his eyes made her heart speed up regardless. Ignoring her traitor of a heart, she hurried to meet her coworker for lunch.

 

“Who was that cute guy you were talking to?” asked Kara-chan as they ate sushi.

 

“My ex,” she admitted, too unwilling to say more.

 

She was in for a surprise when she got back to work and saw a bouquet of beautiful, multicolored flowers waiting for her at the front desk. Mr. Takamoto, an elderly librarian had worked there since before Mitsuki was born, said, “They were delivered fifteen minutes ago by a good-looking young man.”

 

“Thanks, ji-chan,” Mitsuki said affectionately, and looked for a note, her heart drumming in anticipation, have afraid to see if her guess was wrong– or worse, right.

 

The note said, “I’m infinitely sorry for what I did. If you’ve forgiven me after all, please come to the Atsu-Nami club tonight at 9. I’ll be waiting for you. Love, O”

 

“Well?” her friend Kara peeked over her shoulder, reading the lines. “Are you going to go?”

 

Mitsuki thought about it. “I’m not sure if I’m ready to forgive him.”

 

“Aw, come on, Mitsuki-chan!” Kara nudged. “I saw the way you looked at him today… and the sparkle in you eyes when you saw the bouquet. Obviously you’re still in love with this guy – or at least a part of you has forgiven him. Come on!! What could go wrong?”

 

Mitsuki thought about it, “Well…”

 

“Besides!” Kara interrupted. “If you change you mind, you can walk out any time you like and go home.”

 

“Well,” Mitsuki said after thinking it through. “When you put it like that, yeah, sure!”

 

----

 

Mitsuki hadn’t been clubbing in a long time. Although she liked to go dancing, it kind of sucked when there was no one to really go clubbing with. Her friends were more homebodies. It was only with Satoshi that she really went dancing – him and… well, her other ex. Jun.

 

But she hadn’t talked to Jun – just like she hadn’t talked to Ohno until today when they saw each other – since they had broken up.

 

She had dressed her best, with a sexy red-halter top and black, flaring jeans. Her hair and make up done, Mitsuki had to admit, she cleaned up well.

 

Lots of young people had lined up to get in the club, their IDs out so that the man at the door could check their age.

 

She entered the dimly-lit club; the music was pounding, throbbing in the air, which was not yet heavy with smoke yet but would be.

 

Glancing at her watch, she saw that she was five minutes early when a low voice called out her name. Startled, she turned around shocked to see not Ohno but Jun standing there, stunned as she was to see him.

 

            He was there with two of his friends, both who looked between Jun and Mitsuki before saying they were going to get drinks. They disappeared without waiting for Jun’s answer.

 

            “What are you doing here?” he asked, his dark eyes clouding over to an unreadable expression.

 

            “Same thing as you, I imagine,” she held her head up high. “Clubbing. Do you have a problem with that?”

 

            He scowled and said, “That’s not what I meant. I mean, you don’t usually go clubbing – not unless-”

 

            “I can do whatever I want now,” she retorted. “I don’t have to ask you for permission for anything, do I? It’s not like you’re my boyfriend anymore, or any-” she gasped as Jun grabbed for her upper arm.

 

            “I said I was sorry,” he brought her face close to his as he glowered.

 

            “No you didn’t,” she exclaimed, flinching. “You never did – until now.”

 

            “Well I am,” he released her in stunned surprise. “I always was.”

 

            “You have a funny way of showing it,” she threw back, rubbing her arm.

 

            “It’s only because Ohno was there and-”

 

            “I was where?” A sober voice came from behind them. They whirled around to see Ohno standing there, a little sad, and seeming upset – but trying not to show it. “What are you doing here, Jun?” he snapped, grabbing Mitsuki by the hand.

 

            “I don’t have to explain myself to you,” Jun glared.

 

            “Well, you do now, since you’re talking to my date and all,” Ohno took a fierce step in Jun’s direction.

 

            “She’s not yours,” Jun took a step forward at him too, until they were toe to toe. “Not by half! And never will be.”

 

            “You selfish bastard!” Ohno shoved first, and then the fists came flying. Mitsuki gasped, and so did the rest of the club-goers until security was forced to separate the two fighting men, threatening to throw them out of if they did it again.

 

            Since the men couldn’t keep from fighting at each other, security was then forced to throw them both out after all.

 

            Mitsuki, watching this whole thing in horrified silence, stomped right up to them. “You see!” She cried, as the crowd stared. “This is why I broke up with you – both of you! You guys, I’m sick of you fighting over me like little kids fighting over a toy. Well I’m not a toy,” she trembled, hugging herself. “And until you guys mature up, I’m not talking to either of you.”

 

            “Mitsuki-” they both called out, but she turned away, heedless of their voices, and stormed off into the night.

 

           

Jun was the first to call. She didn’t want to pick up, but figured he owed her an apology for ruining her night – along with Ohno – and if he was going to apologize fine. It would be a nice change.

 

            And he did, “I’m so sorry,” he said humbly. “I dunno, it’s just that, every time I imagine him with you I…”

 

            “You what?” Mitsuki retorted. “Lose your temper? Come on, Jun! I know you can be more cool and calm than that.”

 

            “Not where you’re concerned,” Jun admitted lowly. “It’s just that, I never felt this way about any girl. I admit it, I was jealous. I still am.”

 

            “Look, I can’t take this,” she said. “Both of you guys! I mean, can’t you just accept my choices, Jun? And the same goes for Ohno.”

 

            “Not when your choice isn’t me,” he said, shocking Mitsuki. “I can’t sit back and do nothing. I… I love you, Mitsuki. Even now, after you’ve broken up with me. Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same.”

 

            “I… I have to think about this,” Mitsuki said, confused.

 

“Fine. But I’ll be waiting for your answer, don’t’ forget.” And they hung up.

 

            Ohno called next. “Mitsuki… I’m so sorry.”

 

            “For ruining my night or starting a fight with Jun?”

 

            “Both,” he said. “After all, if I hadn’t fought Jun, your night wouldn’t have been ruined.”

 

            “You’re right about that,” Mitsuki replied, unwilling to be too kind.

 

            “Look, is there a way to make it up to you? How about we go out clubbing again, like we planned? No fights this time, I promise!”

 

            Mitsuki laughed, “That sounds tempting.”

 

            Ohno said in a low voice, “I truly am sorry, Mitsuki. I never would do anything deliberately to hurt you.”

 

            “I know,” Mitsuki replied. “Apology accepted.”

 

            Ohno sighed of relief. “So, we on for next weekend?”

 

            Mitsuki smiled, “Okay, next weekend.”

 

            They hung up. She was willing to give Ohno a second chance – but was that fair to Jun that simply because Ohno came back that she was picking Ohno over Jun? She thought this over. Did she still care about Jun? Had she really forgiven both? She sighed and went to bed with these conflicting feelings, hoping some sleep by clear things up.   

I bought an Aiba clear-file from the AAA08 series.it was $12.75. Gah. But oh well, it's so SHINY!!!

The Castle's Curse ~ Chapter 3
[BANNER COMING SOON!]

Title: The Castle's Curse
Genre: AU
Pairing: members with original characters, although AU Jun/ AU Inoue Mao, and some hints of Sakurai/Aiba and Ohno/Nino
Rating: PG
Warnings: none, really.
Summary: In 19th Century England lies Mastumoto Estate, which is surrounded by an air of mystery, and those who live there are each under a mysterious curse. Sho Sakurai, a businessman from London, goes to Matsumoto's castle, which he does every year to help with the financing. There, he meets Jun's sleepy butler, Ohno, and his eccentric stableboy, Aiba. What he doesn't know is that his ward, Inoue Mao, with her maid Martha, has decided to follow him there. What neither of them know is that no woman is allowed on the estate, and Jun is furious. Why? And what happens when Dectective Ninomiya shows up on the doorstep as well? Each member's storyline parallels a fairy tale with a cursed character. 

(Chapters 1&2)

Chapter 3

                Exactly four minutes after Sakurai Sho had returned to the desk in the library, there came the sound of pounding footsteps and voices – one female, and one male – echoed in the hallway.

                “No, no – do not – do not-!”

                “I insist on seeing him right this moment!”

                “Ma’am, please!”

                The library door burst open in a flurry, and through it entered his huffed-looking cousin, her attendant maid, and perturbed looking servant.

                “Miss, you cannot enter through here! If the master finds out about this-“

                Ignoring this speech, Inoue Mao, Sakurai’s 22-year-old cousin – and ward – put her hands on her hips and glared at Sakurai.

                Sho, too stunned in seeing his ward there, sat frozen, with his pen poised in the air. “Yes?” He asked politely. “How may I help you?”

                “You!” She fumed, and slammed her hands in the desk, leaning forward in a decidedly unladylike manner. “How dare you leave me behind this time, Sho-kun? I explicitly told you we weren’t done fighting on the subject matter, and next thing I know, you’ve left town for… this place!” she waved her hand in the air, half-disgusted.

                “Ma’am,” the butler sounded pained. “Really, if you must argue, I suggest you do it-”

                “SHUSH!” Mao held up her hand up to the face of the butler without looking at him, her eyes pinning down Sho. “Sho Sakurai,” she hissed. “Mother was right when she said you would be the worst guardian ever. But did papa listen? No, he specifically said that ‘Sakurai is the most responsible, most mature member of this family’. Bah!”

                At this point, Sho felt compelled to stand up. “Mao-chan, really-”

                Ohno fretted, “Miss Inoue! Mr. Sakurai! Really, if you two do not move this argument outside soon, I’m afraid-“

                But what Ohno was afraid of, no one really did find out, because there was as sudden overcast of light outside, and at the door stood a shadow, which made everyone still.

                “Mr. Sakurai,” Matsumoto emerged from the shadows of the doorway. “Care to explain what this is about?”

                Sho looked slightly annoyed at Mao before explaining. “It seems, sir, that my cousin has decided to follow me here – to your castle grounds – quite without my permission, I must add.”

                Master Jun took a few slow steps approaching Mao. He looked down her with a domineering command, his eyes blazing in barely-restrained fury – which was at odds with his calm tone. “And just what, miss, where thinking to do?”

                Mao had the presence of mind to try not to look flustered. “I was looking for my cousin, sir.”

                “I see,” his eyes furrowed before he said lightly, his voice chipped with ice. “And just what made you think you would be welcome to a home that you were not invited to?”

                Mao took a sharp, intake of air.  “Why, one would hope,” she try to say demurely. “That a gentleman would not turn a lady out on to the street – especially when there nearest lodgings are not within a day’s travel. Besides, as you see, sir,” she looked out into the window as the billowing clouds rolled over, clouding the sun. “Even if I did go, it would not be easy travel.”

                “Fact of the matter is,” he replied with a cold seer.  “I can, and I will. No woman is to be tolerated in this house,” his voice rose as he leaned in towards her. “And has not been since I became master of this castle.” He snarled. “That’s not about to change any time soon!”

                “Master!” Ohno exclaimed, shocked.

                “Sir!” Sakurai strode to Jun. “I’m sorry, but that I cannot allow. She is my cousin – and not in the least my ward, she must have somewhere to stay for the night.”

                “She can sleep in Satoshi’s house with his family!” Matsumoto barked savagely.

                “Sir!” Ohno exclaimed again, now uncomfortable. He removed his hat. “With all due respect, sir, my humble cottage is not fit for such genteel girls to remain in.”

                “I don’t care! She could sleep with the dogs, for all that matters.” Jun gave a Mao sardonic smile. “I am just trying to be polite.”

                The air rang with the slap of Mao’s hand striking Jun’s cheek.  Nobody moved, much less breathed.

                Only Mao panted in barely-restrained rage. “You, sir, are a monster!  Not fit for noble company – no sir, staying in your castle would be the equivalent of sleeping with the dogs. Or one dog, I should say.”

                Jun looked absolutely livid. “You have a lot of spitfire for a mere slip of a girl. Perhaps you would not be so bold if your dear cousin was not in the room.” He inclined his head at Sho, and then couldn’t help but adding with another, different sort of fire in his eye. “Trust me, sleeping with me would be nothing like sleeping with any dog. Pity you will never be so lucky as to know.”

                Mao and her maid, Martha, let out a scandalized gasp as Jun turned in a whirl to leave. “As I said before, I highly recommend you staying at Ohno’s cottage for the night,” he waved behind his back as we walked away. “But I admire your audacity.  You are free to stay here for the night if you so wish to. I caution you, however. Sleeping with the ‘dogs’ will be unlike anything you’ve dare imagined,” his laughter fading away along with his footsteps. No one could mistake the marked point in his speech.

                As soon as his master was gone, Ohno released the breath he had been holding. “I am so sorry, my lady, and good sir. I assure you, he is not usually like this. He just does not like unexpected guests very much and-”

                Sakurai was about to point out that this was inexcusable, but Mao cut him off.

                “It’s quite alright,” Mao assured Ohno kindly. “I’m sure the sudden surprise of our arrival caused your master to become a bit temperamental.”

Personally, Sho very much doubted that Master Jun was not always as temperamental as today, and Ohno knew for a fact that Jun was almost always this temperamental. However, both stayed silent on the subject out of politeness in front of the ladies.

“If it’s alright with you,” Ohno finally extended out his hand shyly. “I’m sure my wife and I would have no trouble offering you both a cozy room to stay for the night.” He paused and hesitated. “I’m sure it’s not quite as lavish and comfortable as what you are used to, Miss. But it’s warm, and dry, and my wife keeps a good table.” He looked up at Sakurai for permission.

Sho was a bit uneasy about the situation. Although he had not let it on earlier, it was actually rather upset at his cousin for coming here. But now was not the time or the place to argue about this. There would be tomorrow morning – provided Mao and Martha had a place to sleep tonight. He was also rather worried about Master Jun. He did not know the man well enough, but from what he knew, his gut told him to stay away from.  

“Mao-chan?” he told hold of Inoue’s shoulders and looked at her in the face. “Will you be alright with sleeping at this man’s cottage for the night?”

Mao looked uncomfortably under his brotherly, concerned gaze, and looked back in the direction Master Jun had left. She bit her lip and looked over at Martha, who gave a neutral curtsey.

Mao fixed her gaze on the floor, filling her mind with resolve before looking up at Sho and giving a quick nod.

“Martha will be there with you, won’t you Martha?” he asked her tenderly. She blushed and nodded.  Sho looked back at Mao, “So you will be properly chaperoned. I myself would offer to come too… but I’m afraid of tipping Master Matsumoto’s mood any further than you already have.” He gave a quirky, indulgent grin.

Mao smiled shyly. “I’m so sorry, Sho-chan.”

“Oh, no you aren’t,” he tweaked her nose. “Or, not yet. But you will be.”

Sho let her go, and Mao bobbed in a curtsey before taking Martha by the hand, and heading out the library.

“With your permission, sir,” Ohno approached Sakurai. “I can take your ward’s luggage and clothes from the carriage and move them to my cottage.”

Sho frowned. The man was certainly very amiable and obliging. Nothing at all like his master. Would the good Lord had it that the two men’s stations in life were switched, certainly this man would make a much better Marquis than the present master. However, fate did not always fix such things as they should be. Still, Sakurai was not about to belittle this man simply because he was not born to birth and rank. He extended out a hand. “Thank you so much for your obliging kindness, sir. What is your name, may one ask?”

Ohno, knowing that gentlemen didn’t usually address servants with such undue respect, was surprised by the goodwill gesture. “Ohno, sir. Satoshi Ohno. But you do not have to be so polite. I am merely doing my duty,” he added formally.

Sho smiled. “Well, it wouldn’t have been your duty had not your master done his – and put up my spontaneous cousin and her maid for the night. As it is, I’m much obliged, sir.” He put a hand on Ohno’s shoulder and said seriously. “I am in your debt.”

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