BLURRED LINES
Rating: PG-13 to R
Genre: Drama,Angst
Pairings: Akame, PiKame, JinDa & JunDa
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5: Time was his only Enemy
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For a very long time, he had gotten used to always seeing Akanishi’s back. This was because he always stood behind the older man when they were younger. He was always standing behind him and was often overlooked. After all, he was nothing special, Jin was everything he wanted to be but never will be so it was only normal that the people’s gaze would only look upon Jin.
This was what he told himself everyday.
Years have passed and now, he found himself no longer hiding behind Jin’s shadow. He was now beside him, and people told him that he shone brightest amongst the crowd. It was strange though, these days he had began to miss the sight of Akanishi’s back. It seemed that, even if he radiated like a ball of fire in that crowd, if Jin would never be able to find him in that crowd, it really would make no sense.
If he were to say that he never loved Jin, it would be a complete and utter lie. He loved Jin. How could he possibly not? It was just that – time had been to powerful. Too many things have passed through change and he had grown weary of waiting. There was so much ahead of him. So he decided; there were just some things that he just had to give up on.
There were a lot of things waiting ahead for Kamenashi Kazuya and Jin Akanishi just wasn’t able to catch up anymore.
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“Kame, I— about me and her. Everything about this is just…”
“I’m sorry. Could you just wait a minute?”
He browsed through the messages in his cellphone pretending to open and read them. He lowered his head pretending to be intrigued by one particular message when the truth was he simply did not want to meet eyes with the man who sat before him across the small table.
A gossip magazine was between them. If one were to look closely, Akanishi was on the cover with a person that no one of them dared to talk about. The pages were slightly torn and were massively crumpled. To ask the two of what had happened to the said article seemed to be a grave mistake.
It wasn’t a large café and it only had a few people for customers, even fewer for workers. It was old-fashioned and the enticing aroma of coffee was constantly present, it was just the way Kamenashi liked it. Jin didn’t seem bothered with the way the younger man cut off their conversation. Like the other, he bowed his head and picked up his small spoon and stirred his decaf.
It wasn’t unusual that he be made a fool of. He knew Kazuya had purposely cut him off in the middle of his heartfelt apology. Akanishi was aware that Kamenashi had told him that he hated him but it in no way stopped him from pursuing the other.
After he had finished stirring that cup of coffee, he rested his arms down the wooden table leaning forward.
“Kame, please just let me finish.”
It was then Kamenashi rolled his eyes followed by an irritated sigh that sneered at Jin.
“Please, I know it may be late but please, just listen.”
“Too late, Jin. Whatever it is that you have to say, you might as well keep it for yourself. I am in no mood to listen.”
He said those words with such conviction it made Jin weak in the knees. Kazuya regretted he had ever come to see Akanishi that day, he was an idiot to think that there was a possibility they could fix that gap that had formed between them. He stood up and about to take leave, phone in his right hand the left grabbing for his bag. He was quite apprehended by Jin’s reaction, he now felt a strong tug on his arm that pulled him back to face the taller man.
“Everything I told you today…none of them were lies.”
“What are you talking about?!”
They spoke these words in low yet vicious sounding whispers. They spoke of it as if it were a disgusting secret that nobody should ever hear of. Jin could feel how much Kamenashi wanted to free himself from the restraining grip. The older man’s heart could only feel wrenching pain every time Kazuya tried to pull away.
“Could you say the same for me? Kame, could you?!”
“What? You’re not making any sense, Akanishi! Let me go!”
“You say that never, not once have ever you loved me. Yes, you even told me you hated me. But how are you to guarantee that that none those were lies?”
He said rather pleadingly, his harsh tone now swiveled down to a tone that merely beseeched a truthful answer. His eyes were no different; they were begging and searching for the answer in Kamenashi’s eyes.
Yes, of course they were lies. But Kazuya could never allow himself to tell the other now. It was too late. He had waited too long for Jin and there wasn’t enough time to look back now, if he did the future would overtake him and the past would devour him.
His heart had died along with the hope of Akanishi loving him back. It was too late for Akanishi to tell him he loved him back, too late for Jin to realize.
His mouth opened, forcing those dreaded word to come out no matter how hard it was. His eyes were now damp from tears that he wanted to cry out but he knew he shouldn’t.
“I don’t love you. I never did.”
The grasp had weakened and he pulled away slowly, only to rush out the door. He hailed for a taxi even though he really didn’t know where to go. He just called one and rushed to get in. Within his mind the memories of the events that had just passed were still fresh and the way they played was turbulent.
He had always told himself that it was time to let go. But he never thought it would so difficult. He sat there stunned, his head leaning on the car window, still thinking how everything could go so wrong, so fast. His cellphone beep once, then twice before he looked up the message.
It was Nakamaru reminding him of a photo shoot. He stared at the message emptily as if it hadn’t registered in his mind. His phone beeped again, and he lazily opened his inbox, it was Nakamaru again, again reminding him of the photo shoot. It was getting in his nerves, why did this guy have such bad timing?
He had worse timing than Jin, he told himself making it as a joke. He chuckled before he had time to notice how much he was breaking down.
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He was running late, he had overslept for the same photo shoot Nakamaru bugged him about. He ran the corridors and climbed upstairs in so much haste that his face had turned into a shade of red.
He rushed in almost colliding with the plastic chair, eyes still red and swollen as the looked for the source of his misery only to find him absent.
“Eh? Where are Akanishi and Ueda?”
“Jin had to call in sick, he wasn’t feeling very well, so Ueda decided to go and look after him.”
Junno replied.
“Really? That’s so nice of Ueda.”
He said, pretending to shake his head as if it were only a trivial matter. He walked up to Nakamaru who was busy cracking a joke nobody found amusing and in a harsh tone whispered to him.
“You have really bad timing do you know that?”
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Author’s Notes: Wow, I wrote this last night on my notebook and now I just typed it up. I was really excited putting this chapter up because this is the last of the five introduction chapters. Yes, FIVE, one for each main character of this demented ploy. This fan fiction is taking so mighty time to develop, but don’t worry as each introduction chapter was written the story is also moving onward. I was resisting the urge to make references to Shakespeare’s Hamlet because I was the script writer for the whole thing in our class. Thank goodness I don’t have that mental capacity. While I was writing the exchange between Kame and Jin I was there sitting there and thinking oooohhh—OPHELIA AND HAMLET. AHAHHAHA OMGZ. Anyway, thank you so much for reading; I hope you enjoyed this chapter despite the long-assed Author’s Notes. I swear…I like abusing this corner. Like always, comments and criticism muchly loved!
Rating: PG-13 to R
Genre: Drama,Angst
Pairings: Akame, PiKame, JinDa & JunDa
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5: Time was his only Enemy
----------------------------------------
For a very long time, he had gotten used to always seeing Akanishi’s back. This was because he always stood behind the older man when they were younger. He was always standing behind him and was often overlooked. After all, he was nothing special, Jin was everything he wanted to be but never will be so it was only normal that the people’s gaze would only look upon Jin.
This was what he told himself everyday.
Years have passed and now, he found himself no longer hiding behind Jin’s shadow. He was now beside him, and people told him that he shone brightest amongst the crowd. It was strange though, these days he had began to miss the sight of Akanishi’s back. It seemed that, even if he radiated like a ball of fire in that crowd, if Jin would never be able to find him in that crowd, it really would make no sense.
If he were to say that he never loved Jin, it would be a complete and utter lie. He loved Jin. How could he possibly not? It was just that – time had been to powerful. Too many things have passed through change and he had grown weary of waiting. There was so much ahead of him. So he decided; there were just some things that he just had to give up on.
There were a lot of things waiting ahead for Kamenashi Kazuya and Jin Akanishi just wasn’t able to catch up anymore.
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“Kame, I— about me and her. Everything about this is just…”
“I’m sorry. Could you just wait a minute?”
He browsed through the messages in his cellphone pretending to open and read them. He lowered his head pretending to be intrigued by one particular message when the truth was he simply did not want to meet eyes with the man who sat before him across the small table.
A gossip magazine was between them. If one were to look closely, Akanishi was on the cover with a person that no one of them dared to talk about. The pages were slightly torn and were massively crumpled. To ask the two of what had happened to the said article seemed to be a grave mistake.
It wasn’t a large café and it only had a few people for customers, even fewer for workers. It was old-fashioned and the enticing aroma of coffee was constantly present, it was just the way Kamenashi liked it. Jin didn’t seem bothered with the way the younger man cut off their conversation. Like the other, he bowed his head and picked up his small spoon and stirred his decaf.
It wasn’t unusual that he be made a fool of. He knew Kazuya had purposely cut him off in the middle of his heartfelt apology. Akanishi was aware that Kamenashi had told him that he hated him but it in no way stopped him from pursuing the other.
After he had finished stirring that cup of coffee, he rested his arms down the wooden table leaning forward.
“Kame, please just let me finish.”
It was then Kamenashi rolled his eyes followed by an irritated sigh that sneered at Jin.
“Please, I know it may be late but please, just listen.”
“Too late, Jin. Whatever it is that you have to say, you might as well keep it for yourself. I am in no mood to listen.”
He said those words with such conviction it made Jin weak in the knees. Kazuya regretted he had ever come to see Akanishi that day, he was an idiot to think that there was a possibility they could fix that gap that had formed between them. He stood up and about to take leave, phone in his right hand the left grabbing for his bag. He was quite apprehended by Jin’s reaction, he now felt a strong tug on his arm that pulled him back to face the taller man.
“Everything I told you today…none of them were lies.”
“What are you talking about?!”
They spoke these words in low yet vicious sounding whispers. They spoke of it as if it were a disgusting secret that nobody should ever hear of. Jin could feel how much Kamenashi wanted to free himself from the restraining grip. The older man’s heart could only feel wrenching pain every time Kazuya tried to pull away.
“Could you say the same for me? Kame, could you?!”
“What? You’re not making any sense, Akanishi! Let me go!”
“You say that never, not once have ever you loved me. Yes, you even told me you hated me. But how are you to guarantee that that none those were lies?”
He said rather pleadingly, his harsh tone now swiveled down to a tone that merely beseeched a truthful answer. His eyes were no different; they were begging and searching for the answer in Kamenashi’s eyes.
Yes, of course they were lies. But Kazuya could never allow himself to tell the other now. It was too late. He had waited too long for Jin and there wasn’t enough time to look back now, if he did the future would overtake him and the past would devour him.
His heart had died along with the hope of Akanishi loving him back. It was too late for Akanishi to tell him he loved him back, too late for Jin to realize.
His mouth opened, forcing those dreaded word to come out no matter how hard it was. His eyes were now damp from tears that he wanted to cry out but he knew he shouldn’t.
“I don’t love you. I never did.”
The grasp had weakened and he pulled away slowly, only to rush out the door. He hailed for a taxi even though he really didn’t know where to go. He just called one and rushed to get in. Within his mind the memories of the events that had just passed were still fresh and the way they played was turbulent.
He had always told himself that it was time to let go. But he never thought it would so difficult. He sat there stunned, his head leaning on the car window, still thinking how everything could go so wrong, so fast. His cellphone beep once, then twice before he looked up the message.
It was Nakamaru reminding him of a photo shoot. He stared at the message emptily as if it hadn’t registered in his mind. His phone beeped again, and he lazily opened his inbox, it was Nakamaru again, again reminding him of the photo shoot. It was getting in his nerves, why did this guy have such bad timing?
He had worse timing than Jin, he told himself making it as a joke. He chuckled before he had time to notice how much he was breaking down.
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He was running late, he had overslept for the same photo shoot Nakamaru bugged him about. He ran the corridors and climbed upstairs in so much haste that his face had turned into a shade of red.
He rushed in almost colliding with the plastic chair, eyes still red and swollen as the looked for the source of his misery only to find him absent.
“Eh? Where are Akanishi and Ueda?”
“Jin had to call in sick, he wasn’t feeling very well, so Ueda decided to go and look after him.”
Junno replied.
“Really? That’s so nice of Ueda.”
He said, pretending to shake his head as if it were only a trivial matter. He walked up to Nakamaru who was busy cracking a joke nobody found amusing and in a harsh tone whispered to him.
“You have really bad timing do you know that?”
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Author’s Notes: Wow, I wrote this last night on my notebook and now I just typed it up. I was really excited putting this chapter up because this is the last of the five introduction chapters. Yes, FIVE, one for each main character of this demented ploy. This fan fiction is taking so mighty time to develop, but don’t worry as each introduction chapter was written the story is also moving onward. I was resisting the urge to make references to Shakespeare’s Hamlet because I was the script writer for the whole thing in our class. Thank goodness I don’t have that mental capacity. While I was writing the exchange between Kame and Jin I was there sitting there and thinking oooohhh—OPHELIA AND HAMLET. AHAHHAHA OMGZ. Anyway, thank you so much for reading; I hope you enjoyed this chapter despite the long-assed Author’s Notes. I swear…I like abusing this corner. Like always, comments and criticism muchly loved!
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