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And by 'fic' I mean SHORT fic. And by 'continuation' I kind of mean it's an afterthought of fic, a throwaway after moment of fic. Namely, it follows after Chord: a.k.a. the one where Aiba and Jun confess to each other in a major and public spazfestival.

No, I don't know why I wrote this. I just wanted to write something and I had a few minutes.



Grace Notes

Approximately sixteen seconds after nearly sitting on Nino Aiba jumps to his feet. Nino takes a bite of lunch and doesn't look up. Sho does not look as Aiba fumbles the door open and Ohno doesn't so much as blink as Aiba flings himself out the now open door. They—Ohno and Sho and Nino—can hear him running down the hall, the pounding of his footfalls getting fainter and faster until they fade out entirely.

Nino spits his rice out. "Oh my god," he says. "Did you see that?"

"Aiba nearly put my eye out flailing," Sho says, swallowing hastily. "So, yeah."

Ohno takes a bit of his lunch and chimes in, "Jun almost tripped over me as he backed toward the door." He says it in a tone that would be placid but for the underlying note of confused shock.

Nino is staring at the spot where 'that' happened. "Seriously, did they really just do that right in front of us?"

"They did," Sho confirms. And then, "Jesus, at first I thought Aiba had popped his lung again. His face."

Ohno takes yet another bite of his lunch. "I worry about Jun-kun's heart health," he says.

"Really?" Nino says skeptically.

"Abstractly," Ohno replies. "But he kind of looked like he was going to faint."

Sho rubs his hands over his face. "You know they mean it, don't you?"

"What gave it away?" Nino asks sarcastically. "The stuttering or the blushing or the kissing?"

"Nino," says Sho in aggrievement.

"Behave," Ohno admonishes softly. "We know you're worried for them."

Nino's face sets. "Am not."

They could sit and talk all afternoon but Sho takes the expedient route of thumping Nino on the temple with the heel of his hand. "We're all worried," he says. "What if they break up? What if they get found out? What if things get awkward?"

"What if we get left out," Ohno adds.

"They could really fuck each other up," Nino admits on a sigh. Then his face creases. "They could really fuck each other," he says in a tone of unwelcomed discovery.

Sho digs at his eyes. "You son of a bitch!" he curses. "I can't un-mentally see that!"

Ohno tilts his head and puts more food in his mouth. "Huh."

Nino grins at Sho, all foxy and sly, but gives Ohno a bemused look. "You're thinking about it. You're weird."

"You're a pervert," Ohno returns. "You thought of it first."

"You're both weird perverts," Sho says, stopping his attempts to remove his own eyes in a better attempt to settle things. "The thing is...now what do we do?"

They fall silent.

"The options," Sho says uncomfortably. "We can pretend we didn't see or we can object or we can—"

"We can just let them be," Nino offers. He sounds hopeless.

Ohno goes back to his lunch. "We can do our best to support them, no matter what. That's what I'm going to do." And he really sounds like he doesn't care what the other two do. It's the same tone of voice and the same face that got a coffee can launched at his head years ago.

Sho looks at Nino and shrugs. "Or that."

Nino shrugs too. "I guess it's gotta be that."

Because somehow when Leader says to do your best and be supportive, that's what you do. Because that's what Arashi is.

"Even if it means dealing with our idiot bandmates and their stupid, stupid love," he adds.

Sho and Ohno nod feverently, mouths too full of food to answer. Nino picks up his own lunch just as Aiba comes in again, so happy he's almost glowing.


Scene that didn't fit when Nino spit out his rice!

"Gross," says Sho, pointing at the rice. "Did you have to do that? It's a waste."

"Oh-chan will eat it," Nino says dismissively.

"I will not!" Ohno protests around his mouthful of food.

"You'll forget and eat it," Sho agrees, patting him. "Or at least you'll try. I'll stop you."

"He usually doesn't," Nino tells Ohno.

"It was one time!"

Ohno makes a face like a kicked puppy.

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Date: 2011-03-03 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] littlealex.livejournal.com
So cute ♥ I think what I love most about your fic is that it doesn't matter if I remember where the origins come from, it's always enjoyable because you get the interactions just right ♥♥♥

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Date: 2011-03-03 03:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] faiee.livejournal.com
The original was cute and sweet and lovely butbut -

"They could really fuck each other up," Nino admits on a sigh. Then his face creases. "They could really fuck each other," he says in a tone of unwelcomed discovery.

Sho digs at his eyes. "You son of a bitch!" he curses. "I can't un-mentally see that!"


This made me grin like a silly idiot. I've come to realise that part of what I really like about Arashi pair fics are what the other members do about the pairs <3 And you bring out their dynamic so so well

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Date: 2011-03-03 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doctoggy.livejournal.com
That was awesome. I needed a laugh. And your stories are always such fun.

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Date: 2011-03-03 04:03 am (UTC)
satoyan: (je: Aiba and Jun glee)
From: [personal profile] satoyan
So good as always. ♥

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Date: 2011-03-04 06:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] victustempestas.livejournal.com
I needed this after today. ♥

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Date: 2011-03-04 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackines.livejournal.com
The bandmates of love!
Sho trying to bleach his eyes, Oh-chan being unusually leader-like and supportive and Nino whining because he cares about his stupid friends and their stupid, stupid love♥

A great follow-up!

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Date: 2011-03-05 06:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] r-1-ss-a.livejournal.com
I adore this. I love your continuation fics. You always write Arashi so well. <3

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