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I have vague memories of writing this but that's about it
For the life of me I cannot recall why I wrote this. I found it hunting for a misplaced download--it was not in my writing folder at all. I'm actually not sure if I meant for anybody else to ever read this...but here it is anyhow!
and may tomorrow be wonderful too
The ringing of the phone woke Aiba out of a deep sleep and even deeper dreams. He fumbled blindly at his nightstand until he found the phone. "Hel—" he managed.
"Masaki, I need help," came Jun's voice. He sounded stressed and upset—like Nino was there and doing magic tricks at him or something. "Please. It's an emergency."
Aiba sat up and pushed the hair out of his eyes. "Tell me where you are and I'll be right there," he vowed.
Jun was waiting for him outside a run-down little strip mall, standing in front of a similarly run-down little pet shop. He was holding a ball of auburn fur that had a pair of big brown eyes. "She's mine," Jun said immediately. He still sounded freaked out. "I bought her."
Aiba held out his arms and it was a moment before Jun nodded and handed the puppy over. The puppy licked Aiba's chin, squirming her elongated little body in wriggles of pure, puppy joy. "A dachshund?" Aiba asked. Somehow whenever he pictured Jun owning a dog it was always something more…Jun-like.
"Her name is Momoka," Jun said as Aiba dodged a lick aimed at his eye. "I named her Momoka." Jun raked both hands through his hair.
And Aiba took in Jun's hair blowing wild around his face and the hat store next to the pet shop and he got it. "She caught you, huh?" he asked as the puppy licked his cheek. "Momoka-chan, yay!" he told the puppy.
"I don't know anything about owning a dog," Jun said, stuffing his empty hands in the pockets of his slumming-it-around skinny jeans.
"That's okay, Momoka-chan doesn't know anything about living with you, either," Aiba reassured him.
Jun rolled his eyes. "Masaki, you're the animal expert here. Help me."
"Okay." Aiba held out the puppy and watched the helpless way Jun's arms came up to cradle her. He slung an arm around Jun's shoulders. "Let's—" he started but was interrupted by the screech of brakes. "Oh," he said.
Sho and Nino tumbled out of Nino's car and on to the sidewalk. "Where is he?"
"Is he okay?"
Jun looked at Aiba. Aiba smiled back at him guilelessly. "You said it was an emergency so I called Sho-chan."
Sho and Nino skidded to a halt on the sidewalk in front of where Aiba was standing with Jun. "This is the 'emergency'?" Sho asked. "A lost dog?"
"I—" Jun sounded hopeless. "I bought it."
"Cute," said Ohno.
"I called Captain," said Nino.
Ohno reached out and stroked the puppy's muzzle. "Jun-chan is so cute," he said.
"Uh, excuse me," said the cameraman.
"I was filming for Himitsu," Ohno explained peacefully.
"Secret life of dogs, yay~?" Aiba tried hopefully.
"I'm Matsumoto Jun and this is Matsumoto Momoka," Jun said, smiling into the camera and making the puppy wave her paw.
"We're Arashi and this is the Secret Lives of Dog Owners!" The rest of them chorused.
"Cut!" called the director.
"I hate you guys," Jun told his band mates.
"No dog is fashionable without the right collar and leash," Jun told the camera.
"And Tokyo has some pretty strict leash laws," Aiba butted in.
"Tada! You can get a ticket for not having your dog on a leash," said Nino, brandishing a slip of paper at the camera. The yellow slip had Jun's name on it. "A ticket and a hefty fine!"
"Nino," scolded Sho.
"Six thousand yen!" Nino said. "It's definitely best to have your dog on a leash in the city!"
"So we've brought Momoka to 'Pretty Pups' to try on some collars and get her a leash, too," Jun went on determinedly. "They've very kindly set up a small runway for us for Momoka's first ever fashion show." He waved to a small, curtained stage. "And first up is a leather collar with tiger-eye beading!"
"Oooh, ahh," Aiba said obediently, peeking out through the curtain. "Very nice, Momoka-chan! And now, because we only have one Momoka-chan, we've got Leader in a collar with embroidered cherry blossoms!"
Ohno came out of the back room from a door beside the stage, sporting a pink leather collar around his neck. "Tight," he mumbled, striking a pose.
"What the hell?" asked Jun.
"Hey, they have choke chains," came Sho's voice from off-camera, over by the rack of obedience leashes. "Nino, come over here. And take off that metal-studded collar."
Aiba ignored that and faced the camera. "They also make personalized collars like this one!" He pulled down the collar of his shirt to display a blue, rhinestone encrusted collar that spelled out 'Lucky' in green glass gems. "You can match the gems to the leash."
"Coordinate," Jun corrected.
"Sho's trying to put a leash on me!" Nino complained from the back.
"But you look so cute~!" Sho protested.
"Cut," called the band's manager. "Cut, please."
"What's for dinner, mama?" Sho asked the camera in a baby voice.
"That's what your dog wants to know, too," Ohno said, leaning in to the frame.
"So what do you tell your precious Momoka-chan?" asked Aiba, leaning in to the frame from Sho's other side.
The camera turned and focused on Jun. "A responsible pet owner knows what goes in to their dog's food and makes careful consideration based on the breed, age, and weight of their pet. So we've come to 'Made Right', the makers of Tokyo's best gourmet dog food to find out what's best for Momoka."
"I always just gave Haru a scoop of store brand dry kibble," said Nino.
"That's because you have no taste," said Jun.
"Speaking of taste, said Aiba, motioning to the camera to follow him. "We've got some bowls all set up and ready to be tested!"
"This doesn't taste like chicken at all," Sho gagged.
"Mine doesn't taste like lamb but it's not bad," crunched Ohno.
"Oh hell no," said Nino.
"But I made yours specially," Aiba protested.
"It's mabo-dog-food, isn't it?" Jun asked wearily.
Aiba tucked the bowl behind his back. "And after the kibble, we move on to the tinned food!" he announced to the camera. "So stay tuned, okay?"
"Now that we've had lunch, it's time to really hit the town," Nino said to the camera. Then he stopped. "This is just lame. Dog clothes? Really?"
"I'm already wearing the sweater so just shut up," barked Sho.
"I don't fit this skirt at all," Aiba called out. "Somebody come do my buttons."
"Cut," Nino called, tossing his cue cards to the AD.
"So that's the Secret Life of Dog Owners!" Arashi chorused, waving at the camera. Aiba lifted Momoka's paw and waved it at the camera, too as Jun smiled against her ears.
"Cut!"
"Oh, thank god," sighed three fifths of Arashi.
"Jun-chan, you want me to give you and Momoka a ride home since you can't take her on the subway?" asked Aiba as the group broke up and scattered.
Jun nodded tiredly. "Thanks."
Nino attached himself to Aiba's back. "Give me and Sho and Captain a ride back to my car," he directed in lieu of asking.
"She's peeing everywhere," Nino howled.
"We should have got some puppy pads. I knew we were forgetting something important," said Aiba, completely unperturbed by his car being used for a bathroom.
"We forgot to get Momoka-chan a bed, too," he said as he and the others followed Jun in to his apartment.
"She already has one," said Jun. He was smiling his soft smile, the one he tried not to show because Arashi had declared it 'too cute for public'.
Aiba looked at the little dog trying to leap on to the end of Jun's bed and he smiled too. "I guess so," he said.
"Cute," Ohno, Nino, and Sho admired in varying melting tones.
"Momoka-chan, yay," Aiba said as Jun helped his dog on to her bed.
Jun flashed him a smile and the peace sign. "Yay."
and may tomorrow be wonderful too
The ringing of the phone woke Aiba out of a deep sleep and even deeper dreams. He fumbled blindly at his nightstand until he found the phone. "Hel—" he managed.
"Masaki, I need help," came Jun's voice. He sounded stressed and upset—like Nino was there and doing magic tricks at him or something. "Please. It's an emergency."
Aiba sat up and pushed the hair out of his eyes. "Tell me where you are and I'll be right there," he vowed.
Jun was waiting for him outside a run-down little strip mall, standing in front of a similarly run-down little pet shop. He was holding a ball of auburn fur that had a pair of big brown eyes. "She's mine," Jun said immediately. He still sounded freaked out. "I bought her."
Aiba held out his arms and it was a moment before Jun nodded and handed the puppy over. The puppy licked Aiba's chin, squirming her elongated little body in wriggles of pure, puppy joy. "A dachshund?" Aiba asked. Somehow whenever he pictured Jun owning a dog it was always something more…Jun-like.
"Her name is Momoka," Jun said as Aiba dodged a lick aimed at his eye. "I named her Momoka." Jun raked both hands through his hair.
And Aiba took in Jun's hair blowing wild around his face and the hat store next to the pet shop and he got it. "She caught you, huh?" he asked as the puppy licked his cheek. "Momoka-chan, yay!" he told the puppy.
"I don't know anything about owning a dog," Jun said, stuffing his empty hands in the pockets of his slumming-it-around skinny jeans.
"That's okay, Momoka-chan doesn't know anything about living with you, either," Aiba reassured him.
Jun rolled his eyes. "Masaki, you're the animal expert here. Help me."
"Okay." Aiba held out the puppy and watched the helpless way Jun's arms came up to cradle her. He slung an arm around Jun's shoulders. "Let's—" he started but was interrupted by the screech of brakes. "Oh," he said.
Sho and Nino tumbled out of Nino's car and on to the sidewalk. "Where is he?"
"Is he okay?"
Jun looked at Aiba. Aiba smiled back at him guilelessly. "You said it was an emergency so I called Sho-chan."
Sho and Nino skidded to a halt on the sidewalk in front of where Aiba was standing with Jun. "This is the 'emergency'?" Sho asked. "A lost dog?"
"I—" Jun sounded hopeless. "I bought it."
"Cute," said Ohno.
"I called Captain," said Nino.
Ohno reached out and stroked the puppy's muzzle. "Jun-chan is so cute," he said.
"Uh, excuse me," said the cameraman.
"I was filming for Himitsu," Ohno explained peacefully.
"Secret life of dogs, yay~?" Aiba tried hopefully.
"I'm Matsumoto Jun and this is Matsumoto Momoka," Jun said, smiling into the camera and making the puppy wave her paw.
"We're Arashi and this is the Secret Lives of Dog Owners!" The rest of them chorused.
"Cut!" called the director.
"I hate you guys," Jun told his band mates.
"No dog is fashionable without the right collar and leash," Jun told the camera.
"And Tokyo has some pretty strict leash laws," Aiba butted in.
"Tada! You can get a ticket for not having your dog on a leash," said Nino, brandishing a slip of paper at the camera. The yellow slip had Jun's name on it. "A ticket and a hefty fine!"
"Nino," scolded Sho.
"Six thousand yen!" Nino said. "It's definitely best to have your dog on a leash in the city!"
"So we've brought Momoka to 'Pretty Pups' to try on some collars and get her a leash, too," Jun went on determinedly. "They've very kindly set up a small runway for us for Momoka's first ever fashion show." He waved to a small, curtained stage. "And first up is a leather collar with tiger-eye beading!"
"Oooh, ahh," Aiba said obediently, peeking out through the curtain. "Very nice, Momoka-chan! And now, because we only have one Momoka-chan, we've got Leader in a collar with embroidered cherry blossoms!"
Ohno came out of the back room from a door beside the stage, sporting a pink leather collar around his neck. "Tight," he mumbled, striking a pose.
"What the hell?" asked Jun.
"Hey, they have choke chains," came Sho's voice from off-camera, over by the rack of obedience leashes. "Nino, come over here. And take off that metal-studded collar."
Aiba ignored that and faced the camera. "They also make personalized collars like this one!" He pulled down the collar of his shirt to display a blue, rhinestone encrusted collar that spelled out 'Lucky' in green glass gems. "You can match the gems to the leash."
"Coordinate," Jun corrected.
"Sho's trying to put a leash on me!" Nino complained from the back.
"But you look so cute~!" Sho protested.
"Cut," called the band's manager. "Cut, please."
"What's for dinner, mama?" Sho asked the camera in a baby voice.
"That's what your dog wants to know, too," Ohno said, leaning in to the frame.
"So what do you tell your precious Momoka-chan?" asked Aiba, leaning in to the frame from Sho's other side.
The camera turned and focused on Jun. "A responsible pet owner knows what goes in to their dog's food and makes careful consideration based on the breed, age, and weight of their pet. So we've come to 'Made Right', the makers of Tokyo's best gourmet dog food to find out what's best for Momoka."
"I always just gave Haru a scoop of store brand dry kibble," said Nino.
"That's because you have no taste," said Jun.
"Speaking of taste, said Aiba, motioning to the camera to follow him. "We've got some bowls all set up and ready to be tested!"
"This doesn't taste like chicken at all," Sho gagged.
"Mine doesn't taste like lamb but it's not bad," crunched Ohno.
"Oh hell no," said Nino.
"But I made yours specially," Aiba protested.
"It's mabo-dog-food, isn't it?" Jun asked wearily.
Aiba tucked the bowl behind his back. "And after the kibble, we move on to the tinned food!" he announced to the camera. "So stay tuned, okay?"
"Now that we've had lunch, it's time to really hit the town," Nino said to the camera. Then he stopped. "This is just lame. Dog clothes? Really?"
"I'm already wearing the sweater so just shut up," barked Sho.
"I don't fit this skirt at all," Aiba called out. "Somebody come do my buttons."
"Cut," Nino called, tossing his cue cards to the AD.
"So that's the Secret Life of Dog Owners!" Arashi chorused, waving at the camera. Aiba lifted Momoka's paw and waved it at the camera, too as Jun smiled against her ears.
"Cut!"
"Oh, thank god," sighed three fifths of Arashi.
"Jun-chan, you want me to give you and Momoka a ride home since you can't take her on the subway?" asked Aiba as the group broke up and scattered.
Jun nodded tiredly. "Thanks."
Nino attached himself to Aiba's back. "Give me and Sho and Captain a ride back to my car," he directed in lieu of asking.
"She's peeing everywhere," Nino howled.
"We should have got some puppy pads. I knew we were forgetting something important," said Aiba, completely unperturbed by his car being used for a bathroom.
"We forgot to get Momoka-chan a bed, too," he said as he and the others followed Jun in to his apartment.
"She already has one," said Jun. He was smiling his soft smile, the one he tried not to show because Arashi had declared it 'too cute for public'.
Aiba looked at the little dog trying to leap on to the end of Jun's bed and he smiled too. "I guess so," he said.
"Cute," Ohno, Nino, and Sho admired in varying melting tones.
"Momoka-chan, yay," Aiba said as Jun helped his dog on to her bed.
Jun flashed him a smile and the peace sign. "Yay."
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*off to read*
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oh, poor Jun and Aiba's remarks always cracks me up. a very nice read before bedtime, Mam. thank you so much..
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The leashes and collars, oh GOD.no subject
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completely adorable fic x)
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thank u
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"I don't know anything about owning a dog."
"That's okay, Momoka-chan doesn't know anything about living with you, either," Aiba reassured him.
It may sound dumb for a second, and then you realize that TRUER WORDS WERE NEVER SPOKEN. Aiba Masaki: Animal expert and accidental philosopher. Yay!! \O/
... Though I'd say with Momoka-chan living the life of a celebrity already and getting through such a stressfull first day without biting anyone, it's obviously a match made in heaven. XD
Now excuse me while I go and look for the Jun with Dackel photoshoot that I know I have here somewhere. *__*
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I'll be back later for better replies but I wanted to thank you for that right away!
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Jun and the puppy remind me of Jun's Hitachi CM.
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METAL-STUDDED COLLAR. I SEE A CHIHUAHUA WEARING A BLACK LEATHER COLLAR WITH SPIKES ON IT NOW.
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..."Sho's trying to put a leash on me!"
WHY IS THIS SO PERFECT.
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Thank you for writing this! (And posting it, too)
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