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Fic ~ When Miracle Boy Wakes Up on the Wrong Side of the Bed
Title: Spiral (Chapter 01 ~ Parallels)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Sakurai/Aiba
Word Count: 2,600
Type: Multi-Chapter/Series
Summary: Sakurai has always been a good person and a devoted son. He really can’t say ‘no’ to the people he cares about. But when two people he loves want two different and opposite things from him, who will he choose to obey?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Arashi. I’m just using them to entertain myself. (Just like Jonny) ¬_¬ Neither did I come up with the basic concept of this story; I have simply written it at the request of jenny_desu. I took your idea babe, and I ran with it!
Spiral
Chapter 01 ~ Parallels
It was still early when the incessant ringing next to his ear woke the young news caster from his pleasant dreams. Rolling over in the bed he reached blindly for his cell phone and answered groggily. “Hmm?” Beside him, Aiba stirred restlessly. “This is Sakurai.” He continued quietly.
“Sho-kun? It’s your mother.”
Suddenly fully awake, Sakurai sat up against the pillows. Moaning softly in slumber, his companion reached out for him. “Uh, good morning.” He replied softly. Absently, he stroked the forehead of his slender bedfellow soothingly; the young man could sleep through anything, but was prone to nightmares from which he also had trouble waking. It would not be good to have his mother hear Masaki crying out in sleep next to him.
“You don’t have any work tonight or tomorrow do you?” The soft contralto of his mother crackled over the line.
“No, I don’t…” He admitted. “But I do have plans for this evening.” He did not feel it was appropriate to mention what exactly he had planned. Doing things in private with other members of the Idol group he was a part of was nothing unusual. Spending an evening, night and the following morning at another members’ home, however, was hardly normal.
He heard his mother sigh. “You know I hate to ask this but…” She paused indecisively.
Sakurai Sho barely heard the words. Aiba had curled himself into a tight ball and whimpered softly. Biting his bottom lip he watched the younger man in concern. He wanted so badly to reassure his boyfriend with the sound of his voice, but did not dare say anything that might be overheard. “What is it?” He asked impatiently; he found himself eager to end the conversation and give his full attention to the sleeping man.
Sounding slightly put out by Sho’s uncharacteristically inattentive tone, his mother went on. “Would you cancel your plans please?” Before her son could object, she added in a rush: “Your father and I would like to talk to you. We were expecting you home last night, but…. Well, never mind that now, we would like to talk to you tonight. You’re always so busy, and this is quite important. We really don’t think it would bee too much trouble for y-”
“All right, all right.” Sakurai cut in, interrupting her spiel. “I’ll be there tonight.” He assured her, in a hurry to get off the phone. The moment he hung up, Sho carelessly tossed the device aside and put his sculpted arms around the young man alongside him. He knew it was unnecessary for him to comfort the younger man, Aiba never let his dreams affect his waking moments, yet Sakurai could not help himself.
Aiba had a vivid imagination and an active lifestyle that often manifested itself as nightmares in sleep. When Sakurai had first witnessed the man in the midst of his night terrors, they had been teenagers. Sharing a hotel room, Sho had woken up to the sound of the boy tossing and turning. Alarmed, he had tried to wake his friend only to have the young man scold him. Masaki had claimed that he did not really mind his nightmares; that they always made him happy to wake up the next morning. Sakurai had thought that it explained perfectly why Aiba was so hyper in the mornings.
Over the following years of their acquaintance, the older man also learned that Aiba did not dream at all if he went to bed exhausted. Thusly, the lanky young man never showed this side of himself to the other member during concert tours. Although, for some time, Masaki did sleep with a stuffed animal – just in case.
For Sakurai, however, who did not like seeing anyone suffer, the nightmares were a concern. On the nights he spent with his boyfriend, he usually tried to make sure the energetic man was thoroughly worn out before falling asleep. But evidently, Aiba’s excitement from his surprise last night had kept his energy level beyond that of rapper.
Time spent with his boyfriend, however, had taught him an alternative. Holding Masaki’s long frame in his arms, Sakurai spoke to the man. He did not say anything in particular; mostly he repeated nonsense words and sounds. It was just his voice, soothing and gentle, whispered into the mans ear that seemed to calm him. Tenderly, he stroked Aiba’s brow until the lines of tension finally melted away and the man slept peacefully.
Slipping carefully out of the bed and pulling on his jeans, Sakurai left the room. Aiba might wake up groggier than usual later, but the caster thought it was a small price to pay for his own piece of mind. In the main room, Sho turned on the news quietly. Listening to the headlines, he helped himself to breakfast. Since they had started dating, Aiba had taken to keeping his refrigerator stocked with some of Sakurai’s favourite foods.
Some twenty minutes later, while the caster washed his few dishes, Aiba Masaki shuffled into view. Still in his boxers, he ran his hands through his unkempt hair. Sho smiled at the sight. “Good morning.” He greeted the sleepy man brightly.
“You did it again, Sho-chan…” Masaki stated tonelessly. Taking a bottle of mineral water from the fridge, he drank deeply. “You know I don’t wake up well when I’m having good dreams.”
“But you weren’t having a good dream.” He countered with mock indignation. “You were having a nightmare.”
“No, no, no. It changed; it became good. That only happens with Sho-chan.”
“Seriously!?” Somehow, this information made him happy, despite his boyfriends’ apparent displeasure.
Masaki grunted wordlessly in response.
“Ah… don’t be mad Ma-chan.” Sakurai could not help but tease.
“I’m not mad.” The young man insisted irritably. “I’m tired.”
“Then why don’t you go back to bed?” The rapper suggested solicitously. “You’re not meeting your manager until lunchtime anyway, right?”
“Mmm.” Aiba replied vaguely as he stretched his long frame. “What about you?” He asked a little more alert than before. “What are you doing today?”
“Ah, well, I have to finish that report from last night then I have a magazine interview at eleven.”
“What time will you be over later?” The lithe man gave a yawn. “You might have to let yourself in if I’m not home by then.”
“Actually…” Sakurai regarded his friend guiltily. “I promised to see my parents tonight.” He confessed.
“Oh.”
At Aiba’s crestfallen expression, the shorter man cringed. “But-” He added quickly. “Neither of us is working tomorrow; we can still spend the day together like we planned.”
The younger man perked up immediately. “Well, in that case, I suppose it doesn’t matter. You did come last night.”
Sakurai was relieved. “Really?”
“Uh-huh.” Aiba assured him. “It’s disappointing, but you said it, right? We have all day tomorrow.” He shrugged wryly. “It’s just one night; it’s not the end of the world.”
Laughing self-consciously, Sho agreed. “That’s true.” Drying his hands on a dishcloth, he glanced at the clock. “I’m going to take a shower.”
“Hang on, Sho-chan.” The tall man stepped in front of him and put his arms around him. “I’m awake now.” He said, leaning in to plant a kiss on Sakurai’s mouth. Automatically placing his own hands at Aiba’s bare waist, Sho pulled him closer. The younger man slanted his mouth over his boyfriends’ full lips and probed gently with his tongue.
Sho moaned pleasurably and rocked against the hard body that was pressed so closely to him. His hands explored the taut sinew of Masaki’s back. Sliding down, the caster rested his fingertips just inside the waistband of the slender mans boxers. “Masaki,” Sho withdrew only enough to get the words out; their lips brushed together as he spoke. “I really do need to get that shower: I have a lot to get done today.” He reminded his boyfriend. His attempt at an easy smile could not quite hide the hunger in his eyes.
Aiba’s full, wide mouth broke into a knowing grin. Arching his eyebrow brazenly, he took a step back. “Lead the way.” He motioned, with a sweeping gesture of one hand, for Sakurai to precede him. “And I will follow.”
Sho grasped that outstretched hand and pulled his giggling companion behind him. Laughing, the two men disappeared into the bathroom.
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Despite running a little late that morning, the young news caster had managed to successfully complete his work. He had conducted his interview without a hitch and met with old school friends for a late lunch afterwards. It was early evening by the time Sakurai pulled into the driveway of his family home.
As he let himself through the door, the Idol was accosted by his exuberant little brother. “Welcome home!” The young teenage boy barrelled into the unsuspecting man and threw playful punches at his grown brother.
“OI!” Laughing, Sho pretended to flinch away from the flailing fists. “At least wait until I say ‘I’m home’!” Crouching suddenly, the man charged. Casually his folded the teenager over one shoulder and carried him into the air in an approximation of a fireman’s’ lift. While his little brother protested loudly and beat ineffectually at his back, Sakurai slipped out of his shoes. “Where are our parents?” He asked as he took a few steps into the hall.
At his question, the boy became still and Sho – sensing that the game was over – put his brother down. “Living room.” He answered with as scowl when he regained his feet. “They want to talk to you.” He spat the word like it was a curse.
“Alright, let’s go.” He took half a step forward before he realised the teenager made no move to follow.
“I’m not allowed…” The boy complained in the tones of disgust that teenagers reserved for adults who treated them like children. “Mother said it’s private.”
Sho smirked at his little brothers’ obvious dissatisfaction. “Then go upstairs.” He teased, shoving the adolescent gently toward the stairs. “And let the grown-ups… talk.”
Halfway to the second floor, the teenager stopped to address his brother before his was out of sight. “♪~You’re in trouble~♪” He sang tauntingly.
“Just go!” Sakurai commanded affectionately as his brother scrambled up the remainder of the stairs. “And no eavesdropping!” He added as he opened the door to the family room and slipped inside.
While he greeted his parents, the Idol wondered what they so badly waned to discuss. His mother sat rigidly in her seat, a too pleasant smile fixed in place. His father simply met his eyes over the top of his glass of beer and nodded at his son in acknowledgement. Sho felt something was definitely wrong, but could not define what.
Mind racing, he wondered if they had somehow learned of his relationship with Masaki. It was unlikely; he and Aiba had always been very careful and discreet. But sometimes, he reminded himself, parents just knew things. Like how his mother had known Sho was the one to spill her nail polish on the floor when he was seven, and not his little sister as he had claimed.
Yet, if his parents knew about him and Masaki, how did they feel about it? Had they called him home to give their blessing? They certainly did not seem angry or upset. To the critical eye of the news caster, his mother seemed both nervous and excited. Conversely, his father appeared uncharacteristically apathetic. Sho, who knew and loved his parents well, was unsure how to take this atypical behaviour.
“Sit down son.” He father said at length, when Sakurai had stood at the entrance of the room a little too long. “Your mother wants to speak to you.”
“We, dear, we want to speak to him.” She directed her words to her husband while Sakurai warily took a seat opposite them. He took an effort on his part not to drop to his knees.
“Mmm…”
At her husbands’ non-committal response, she turned to her grown son. “We want to talk to you about your… um… relationships.”
“Eh…” The young man sat up straighter and tried to find the words to speak. Did his mother want an explanation from him? Was she disappointed in her son after all? Sakurai had worked hard his whole life, driven by the desire to never let anyone down. But, for the filial Idol, the fear of disappointing his parents was always foremost in his mind.
He had made mistakes in the past that had troubled his parents and had become determined never to do so again.
He could only stare helplessly as his mother continued. “I know that your agency does not allow you to date publically. Not that it ever stopped you in the past–” Without slowing down, his mother interrupted herself. “Whatever happened to that nice An-chan girl, anyway? I liked her.”
“Confused by his mothers’ swift turn in the conversation, Sakurai answered doubtfully. “We only dated for three weeks in university. I was too busy with work so we broke up.”
“A shame…”
“Mother...” Sho suddenly did not like the direction this talk was taking. “That was seven years ago. She got married in 2005 and has two kids now.”
“Exactly! I’m not saying that you should break the rules and get married, Sho-kun.” She continued oblivious to the blood draining from her sons’ face. “But when was the last time you brought a girl home? I am sure that it will only be a few more years before the rules are relaxed for you. Wouldn’t it be better to have someone ready for that day? You don’t want to leave it too late, you know.”
Finally, Sho found his voice. “Uh… but… you know, I–”
Forestalling any possible argument from her son, the woman spoke over him. She seemed to want to overwhelm him with words. “And what about family? You’re always saying you want a family, but if you wait too long it’ll be too late. You cannot let that happen Sho-kun, you’ll make such a good father someday. And I want to meet my grandchildren.” She paused briefly for breath and looked to her husband for support. “Tell him, dear.”
Rolling his eyes so his wife would not see, the man gave his son a wry smirk. “Your mother wants grandkids, son.”
At the first mention of children, Sakurai Sho had drawn up short. It was true that he wanted a family someday. He knew that Aiba did too. But they had never discussed it since they had become a couple. Honestly, the news caster had not even considered the issue. All at once, it occurred to him that, in his relationship with his younger colleague, not only was he denying himself and his parents the joys of offspring; he was depriving Aiba as well.
Staring blankly at his hands folded in his lap, the young man replied softly. “I’ll… I’ll think about it.” He promised.
His mother beamed triumphantly. “Good! And I have the perfect girl in mind for you.”
Sakurai’s head shot up, his eyes wide. “What!?”
Seeing his sons’ distress, the older man addressed his wife firmly. “Now, don’t rush the boy.” He warned her.
“I am not.” The woman insisted stoutly. “I just think he should try meeting her. It’s still his choice, after all.” She returned her attention to her eldest child. “She’s very bright and pretty, you know. She was named after the wife of King Arthur and she studied Ancient Literature in Germany.” His mother, a professor of English Literature herself, was obviously very impressed by this fact.
Somehow, Sho found it difficult to achieve the same level of excitement.
“You will meet her, won’t you Sho-kun?” And the Idol flinched because his mother was very nearly pleading with him. “You will at least give her a chance?”
“….Yeah.” He breathed at lasted, defeated. “Yeah, I will. When?”
“Well, you’re off tomorrow. There’s no point in wasting time. I’ll call and arrange it now.” She stood to do just that.
Numbly, Sakurai nodded. Aiba had been wrong; for Sho, this one night was the end of his world.
To be continued…
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Next update is Fri. 07th August.
Chpater 02 : HERE
If you want to keep track of this story and its progress, check out my post [HERE] I’ll keep it updated with any new information.
Comments, criticisms, opinions and ideas are all welcome! ♥
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Sho mama!!! Give him a break!! And sho! Tell them that you already have aiba!
Oh damn! Sakuraiba is so cute in the morning... XD
Aiba is so girly and yea!!! I love their talk before going to take a bath... Oh this part reminded me that i haven't take a bath yet *8pm here* and i paused reading to go shower XD,
Ah, random comment again... So sorry, HAHAHA...
I love this XD
Haha. . . And i have to admit that i need loooot of time to read fic wit less dialog... XD
*oh my poor english*
Hahahaha. . . Oh i love you XD
*hugs*
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And Sho mama isn't really to blame. She just wants lots of little Sho babies to show off to her friends. (I would too) ^.^ And everyone knows that Sakurai is a GOOD boy.
Don't worry about taking your time. The fact that you read it at all is flattering. To actually take your time to understand it properly is amazing. And I don't exactly write in the easiest style.
Now, now... Are we going to have the 'who loves who more' arguement again? ;p
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Oh damn! Now that you mentioned bout babies.... I WANT BABY OHCHAN!!
Hahaha...
Rite... You... Don... Write... It... In... Easiest... Way... BUT still i love it, that i could give my best in reading it XD...
Hkwkwkw...
We don have to argue bout that,
See, bcause i don mind saying it over and over again...
ILU ILU ILU ILU. . . XDDD
*see, i'm stubborn*
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Baby Oh-chan would be soooo cute!
GAH! So sorry! OK, from now on, I will try to keep my comments at least, fairly simple. XD
Fine. I won't argue.
I will just shower you will love right back!
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
♥ HUGGLES ♥
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
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*cries*
Sho-chan ;.;
Aiba-chan ;.;
Ok, I know, it was my idea, but.... noooooooooo!!!!!!
XD
I'm really excited now XD
I want to know more XD
I can't wait 'til Friday XD
Luv ya <3
~jenny~
PS: I'm back XD
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Stay strong, jenny, it's only just started.
And at least you have a rough idea of how it's gonna end. ^.^
Oh, and just a bit of trivia for you:
I'm half Welsh (and living in Wales)-->
King Arthers' wife was Guienvere -->
Guienvere is the Welsh form of Jennifer.
WELOME BACK!!!!!
*GLOMPS*
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But... First I want DRAMA XD
Awww~
Thank you XD
You even use my name XD
I don't know what I should say...
I <3 you
Here are pictures of my new room XD
I have a stuffed bear and it's name is:
Aibabear XD
And there is a yellow sign where you can read:
Prohibited area
Jenny
Enter at your own risk
XD
Well, here is the link:
http://jenny-desu.livejournal.com/7708.html
I hope you like it^^
~jenny~
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And it all kicks off next week. (dun~ dun~ dun~) XD
Aibabear is adorable btw. I WANTS <3
And how wierd is it that I don't know ANY German but could totally understand the sign on you door? Must be the design. Eveyone knows yellow+black means DANGER, I guess.
And on an utterly random note, I have the exact same dustbin in my room. LOL.
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Drama baby XD
I really can't wait XD
But I have to XD
Don't you mean VERY VERY DANGER????
XD
XD
XD
It's DESTINY XD
Well, I don't like my dustbin, because it's too small XD
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It's totally fate. Most of my rubbish ends up on the floor because I can't be bothered to empty the bin every 24 hours. XD
And Oh, yes.... The Drama!
If I said 'Tabloid Scandal' what would you think?
(... that's not until later though.)
[IS EVIL]
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I... I don't know...
I don't know what I think...
8O
I think... this...
Ok, it's harmless...
Then...
I think... that...
OMG NO
And I think of more...
worse things...
And...
OMG NOOOOOOOO
I have my reason why I don't say/write anything now XD
(I don't want to blame myself XD XD XD)
OMG I want to read now...
The next chapter... *cries*
I can't wait...
Onegai~
XD
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now I feel kinda guilty XD
Don't worry about it too much, I promise not to torture anyone *too* much.
Although, I'm having entirely too much fun writing Angst!Aiba.
*whimbles*
It is your story after all, I wouldn't mind sending you an advanced draft or sharing my notes. I'm halfway through chapter 3 right now, but I've 'bullet-pointed/outlined' 9 chapters out of twelve.
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I love angst!Aiba XD
And all the other ...!Aiba XD
You can send me chap two XD
Joke XD
Even if I can't wait, I will. (Does it make sense? XD)
Your really fast, you know?
I really want to write a fanfiction, too, but I'm too lazy. I started one but I can't move on with it ;.;
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Actually, I'm never usually this fast at all. It's probably because I'm enjoying writing your idea so much, that I can't stop myself. Plus, I don't read at bedtime anymore - I write, instead. I wrote chapter 2 entirely by hand over the course of 3 nights.
I am in fact a chapion procrasinater. Even writing is an excuse not to go to sleep! XD
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Well, the first one or two pages are always fun, but then...
I'm just too lazy XD
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Leave theeeeemm, they're just good together!!! Naughty mom!!
So...one week...aaah that's long, but I'll wait!
Very interesting story *_*
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XD
Hmm.. yeah, it is a little long, sorry. It's just because I want to stay on track with this story, so it gives me a chance to get a headstart. Although, if things go well, I might speed up the posts a little later on.
I'm glad you're enjoying it so far! Thanks for reading.
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i can't wait for the updates!
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Parents are always interfering, poor Aiba, when he knows sho is meeting the girl...
And, Sho, I hoped you had more guts... Say no to mum! XD
thanks for writing, I'll be waiting friday^^ XD
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I know, Sho came off a little cowardly, but he probably does think he's doing the right thing.
Thanks for reading!
Hehehe, the reall drama starts next week! >BD
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I'm sorry for not commenting on the prologue, I don't think I caught it :/, but I'm commenting now, so it's okay, right? :D xD
Anyways, I'm loving it so far, and I feel major angst coming ;~;
Just don't hurt them too bad, ne? >.< Nothing is worse than a Broken!Sakuraiba ]:
Looking forward to the update <3
Thanks so much for writing ^-^v
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*waves*
Ah, don't worry, I didn't post the prologue to the comm on it's own. I only posted them together today. so there's nothing to forgive ^.^ and no need to apologise in the first place, anyway.
Yes... angst. >,< (I really don't know why I do it to myself; Broken!Sakuraiba upsets me too!)
Thanks for reading, and I look forward to sharing the rest of the story. 8D
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i cant wait until the 7th!!!
i cant wait to read what's next!
you write such a good plot.~
<3
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I'm sure next week will be upon us before either of us is really ready for it. But at least there is a set date, right? So you don't have to wonder if it's ever going to be posted! ;)
The basic outline was a request from jenny_desu. I'm just abusing her plot-bunnies >,<
Thank you for reading, and feel free to stick around!
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I'm really loving your story so far! That part where Sho had to go meet his parents gave me goosebumps... it really did! See? That's how much your story's affecting me! >.<
*skulks off to chapter two*
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Goosebumps are good. I'm glad you're enjoying.
I didn't want to demonize his parents too much; Mama!Sakurai just wants lots of little Sho!babies... I would too. ^_^
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Ahaha~ Sho!Babies <3
Oh! Just read your comment on Babysitting DoS! wanted to drop by and say THANK YOUUU *glomps you* :D
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and sho you must say something to your mum~~~
the talk before the bath was kya~~
thanx alot
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Of course, this is an angst story, so yeah, there is some heartbreak on the way. ^_^ Whether it stays that way, you'll have to read to find out.
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I just found your story
sorry for not keeping up with each chapter when it was released and I already love it