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Title: Complications 1/?
Author: The Fantastic Me-sama
Rating: Er. PG for now, willalmost certainly go up in later chapters
Pairings:Hell if I know Past ShiroAi, hints of IreiAiba and Ryousuke/Irei, KazukiTakuya, and random D-boys thrown in because I like them. (AKA- ZuAd)
Summary: When his former castmate falls for a new member of the tenimyu cast Shiozawa takes it upon himself to remove any and all obstacles.
A/N - I don't think I'll spread this around till I get more written, I'm just trying to inspire myself to write more. Tell me what works, tell me what's crap, tell me that I'm obviously deranged.
Author: The Fantastic Me-sama
Rating: Er. PG for now, will
Pairings:
Summary: When his former castmate falls for a new member of the tenimyu cast Shiozawa takes it upon himself to remove any and all obstacles.
A/N - I don't think I'll spread this around till I get more written, I'm just trying to inspire myself to write more. Tell me what works, tell me what's crap, tell me that I'm obviously deranged.
Shiozawa buried his face in his pillow. There was an incessant tiny noise breaking into his allotted beauty sleep. It just would not do. Poking an arm out of his warm and fluffy covers he slapped around at his alarm clock. Hitting what Shiozawa knew was the off button he frowned, as the noise didn’t stop. Wait… he hummed a few bars. That was St. Rudolph’s song! “Oh.” Shiozawa pulled his cell phone under his covers, grumbling as he flipped it open and answered it. “Mosh-”
“Hide you have to help me!” Shiozawa flinched, pulling the phone away from his ear and blinking a few times. Placing it back on his ear he nuzzled his pillow. Really who was silly enough to call him while he was sleeping?
“Who is this and why’m I helping?” Slurring tiredly into the phone Shiozawa suppressed a yawn. He hoped whoever was calling him would be quick.
“It’s Ryou!” Oh. Ryou. Why was Ryou calling him at some god-forsaken hour? “I’m in love with a costar!” This caught Shiozawa’s attention, the black haired boy sat up, tossing off his covers to reveal silky purple pajama’s. He had bought them while attempting to get into Mizuki’s character and they were just too comfortable not to wear. Plus they had been expensive Shio planned to wear them until they wore out.
“A costar?” Shiozawa rubbed at his eyes with the hand not holding the cell phone then turned to glance at his alarm clock. “Ryousuke it’s 2 in the morning!” Shiozawa had… actually he did not really have anything tomorrow but it was the thought that counted.
“I know. I just….” Ryousuke made a frustrated noise that came across clearly over the phone. “A few of the guys from Rokkakku, Gaku-san, Kana and Shouma and I went out to grab something after detention. All of Rokkakku got held over. We monopolized a booth at a family restaurant and things happened and well… we started debating what sort of fanservice the girls might like from Rokkakku! Kana started going on about doing Saeki/Fuji and Shouma said that was just because Kana was crushing on Aiba!”
“Wait. Wait.” Shiozawa rubbed at his temples. It was too early to put up with Ryousuke’s excitement. Luckily he did not have to deal with Ryou’s excitement and KENN spazzing off to the side. Shiozawa was out of practice at dealing with Tenimyu boys. “Who’s Kana? Or Gaku-san? Or Shouma?” And which one of them was Ryousuke crushing on? It really was way too early for Shiozawa to have to invoke the T.A.F.R. (Tenimyu Actors for Functional Relationships).
“Oh. Kanata is Irei Kanata, the guy who plays Saeki. Gaku-san plays Kurobane, he’s Shindou Gaku. Shouma is Itsuki’s actor, Ikegami Shouma.” Shiozawa absorbed this, but the only names he could bring to mind were the ones of the actors in character. He was following this musical because Ryousuke was in it but he had been busy so Shio was not paying as much attention to things as a fangirl.
“Okay. Okay. So they said that Irei-san was crushing on Aiba?” Oh dear. “Isn’t Aiba still with Shirotan?” Shiozawa had helped set that one up, and last he had heard the three were still together. If the had broken up because Shirota had graduated he would be an unhappy person.
“Oh.” Ryousuke stopped to think about that, and he was quiet for so long that Shiozawa felt his eyelids droop. “I have not seen him around, and Aiba hasn’t really talked about him… And he and Kana are really close.” Ryousuke’s voice got a little softer. “Everyone seems to assume he has a chance.”
“I’ll get back to you Ryousuke.” Shiozawa frowned, his mind spinning with plots and plans and phone numbers. “Grab some sleep I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Thanks Hide.” Ryousuke said softly before ending the call. Grumbling about teammates who are always in need of help Shiozawa flipped through his cell phone’s phonebook and punched in a number he had not dialed in a while.
“Katou Kazuki here.” Shiozawa sighed. It had been around a year and Katou still had not changed his answering machine? “I’m either sleeping or off doing wonderful things. If this is Shirota hang up now. If not leave a message at the beep.”
“You really should change that message Katou.” Shiozawa smirked slightly. “Or does Takuya never get calls?” That should get his attention. “This is Shiozawa, apparently our pet project is in danger. Or over. If they’ve broken up I’d like to know. Same cell number, bye.” Turning off his phone Shiozawa cuddled back under his covers. His free day tomorrow would be spent enacting his plans. For now he would sleep.
--
Katou woke up, poking Takuya beside him before shuffling out of his room to the kitchen. First things first, coffee, and then he’d make Takuya his oatmeal. Katou himself couldn’t stand the stuff but then Takuya hated Katou’s morning bowl of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs. Takuya said that they would rot his teeth, Katou said it gave him as much energy as those white chocolate mocha’s with two shots of expresso that Takuya liked so much. Takuya would usually just kiss him quiet at that point. Sipping on his pure black coffee Katou wandered through the kitchen, first pulling out Takuya’s favorite blue bowl and then hitting the blinking light on the answering machine. Grabbing the makings for oatmeal he listened to Shiozawa’s message… and spilled his coffee.
Looked like the T.A.F.R. was being called back into action.
--
Aiba twitched during practice, glancing over his shoulder again. It wasn’t his imagination, there had definitly been someone spying on him from the doorway. “Aiba!” Aiba shook it off and turned to blink at Irei.
“Yeah Kana-kun?” He smiled, they had just finished up another practice of Genius and Gymnastics. Aiba really liked this song, since he had never gotten many solo’s in the old musical, much less such a cool and fun song.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go out for tonkatsu.” Irei had a really nice smile, Aiba had decided this the first time he met the other. Irei did not really look Japanese, and so Aiba had not been surprised to find out he was Argentinian. Aiba had found Irei really growing on him. Kana-kun was nice, and not only did he have a great smile he was not exactly that hard on the eyes. He was also really smart. Kanata had an awesome sense of humor and he played the guitar!
It was not said aloud that Aiba had a type, because he would deny such a thing fullheartedly. He had never been involved with another singer who played guitar, had a winning smile, and wasn’t completely Japanese. Ever. Really. There certainly had not been any hearts broken.
“Tonkatsu sounds good.” Aiba easily agreed then frowned. “I promised to go out with Seto though…”
“That’s okay Aiba-chii!” Seto appeared over his shoulder and Aiba jumped a little. “We can all go together!” Aiba blinked, missing the slightly evil gleam in Seto’s eyes.
“All?” Aiba blinked behind Seto who nodded enthusiastically.
“I’ll ask Takki.”
Aiba considered that, Takki was pretty fun to hang out with. “That sounds fine.”
“Great!” Seto gave Irei a significant glance and then moved away. “It should be fun right Aiba-san?”
“Yeah.” Aiba liked Seto, he was a really nice boy. Aiba had thought he was going to be very shy at first but he had been surprised. Maybe it was a Kikumaru thing, since Adachi had been slow to warm up to him too. He looked back at Irei, hoping the other did not notice the slight blush coloring his cheeks. It was almost like a double date. “Well, I should grab my stuff.” Aiba grinned and bounced off towards the door.
“Hey, I have to get mine too!” Irei followed Aiba, grin widened as he watched the other head off.
In the shadow’s someone frowned. Things did not look good. He must report back.
--
“Hello this is Shirota’s voicemail, please leave a message for my fabulous self after the beep. If you can make it lyrically pleasing extra points!” You could almost hear Shirota’s big dorky grin and the thumbs up that acompanied this statement. Katou rolled his eyes. Things were going down hill and of course Shirota wasn’t there! And how come he had not heard anything about Shirota and Aiba breaking up? He had helped bring them together after all.
“Hey Kazuki.” Takuya grinned, tugging the collar of his shirt up. “Ready to go? I’m hungry.”
“Oh.” Katou flipped his phone shut without leaving a message. “Of course Takuya.” He ruffled Takuya’s hair then pulled him close. “You cooking tonight?”
“Hell no, you know I’d burn the apartment down.”
--
Shiozawa frowned, he had not heard back from Katou today. The other had promised to contact Shirota for him. Also his spy had said that Aiba had gone out to dinner with Irei and two others. This meant trouble, from everything Shiozawa could gather Irei was Aiba’s type. He had done a breif peruse of the internet and saw that, worryingly, girls who had previously created fanfic about Shirota and Aiba were now switching over to Irei and Aiba. It seemed Irei was ‘just Aiba’s type’ or something. Grabbing his phone Shiozawa wrote a breif text message; ‘Shiro<3 split? – Nfu’. Flipping through his phone book he pressed send.
--
Zukki opened his phone up when he heard it beep. “Who is it Zukki?” Adachi questioned, scooting closer in the dark kareoke booth.
“Um.” He read through the message, blinking when he spotted the ‘nfu’. “Shiozawa.” His tone was puzzled. Shiozawa had not even spoken to him since Hyotei.
Oh wait, this must be T.A.F.R. business.
“Why’s he texting you?” Adachi leaned closer, trying to see the message.
“O-chan!” Araki grabbed Adachi’s arm, tugging the teen with him. “Sing a duet with me.”
“Ah! But! Arayan! I can’t sing!” Quickly Zukki texted Shiozawa back. ‘DL3, Shiro dumpd Ai. Bc grad.’ Waiting for a reply he slanted a look to make sure Araki was behaving himself. Sometimes Araki’s hands tended to wander, especially with Adachi. He looked down at the barely heard beep.
‘Idiots. Can SK be trusted for TAFR?’ Zukki thought. SK was probably Seto, which meant Shiozawa was planning on recruiting the other into the elite squad for relationship fixing. But why? Shirota and Aiba had already gone their separate ways. No one had tried to stop Shirota and Aiba when they seperated because no one knew at the time. It had not seemed like there had been any hard feelings either. Had something come up? Or maybe Aiba was in the way of another relationship and Shiozawa was trying to get him out of the way.
‘SK trustworthy’ he sent back. He considered Seto a really good friend, and he knew the other could keep some powerful secrets. Plus Seto had an evil side, Zukki thought he and Shiozawa would get along well.
--
Seto felt a little uncomfortable as he was watched during practice. He could not tell who was doing it, only that someone was watching him. It was just a little disturbing. “Seto-kun.” He blinked, turning aroudn to look at Katou Ryousuke. The other boy smiled brightly, shifting on his feet. “I’d like to know if you wanted to grab lunch with me?”
Something had to be up. Ryou-chan usually stuck with the Rokkakku or Hyotei guys, he rarely ventured over to Seigaku. “Sure.” Seto smiled shyly. “Um. I usually bring mine…”
“I was gonna go to the convenience store across the street.” Ryou motioned outside and Seto nodded. “I’ll buy you something.”
Now something was definitly up. As a rule offering to pay was only offered in the most dire circumstances, because everyone had long ago found out that certain members of the musical had bottomless pits in place of stomachs. Seto himself did not, but no one had to know that.
“I’ll follow you then.” Seto nodded, heading after Ryousuke. When he got back he would have to talk with Takki. It appeared some plans may have to be adjusted.
“Hide you have to help me!” Shiozawa flinched, pulling the phone away from his ear and blinking a few times. Placing it back on his ear he nuzzled his pillow. Really who was silly enough to call him while he was sleeping?
“Who is this and why’m I helping?” Slurring tiredly into the phone Shiozawa suppressed a yawn. He hoped whoever was calling him would be quick.
“It’s Ryou!” Oh. Ryou. Why was Ryou calling him at some god-forsaken hour? “I’m in love with a costar!” This caught Shiozawa’s attention, the black haired boy sat up, tossing off his covers to reveal silky purple pajama’s. He had bought them while attempting to get into Mizuki’s character and they were just too comfortable not to wear. Plus they had been expensive Shio planned to wear them until they wore out.
“A costar?” Shiozawa rubbed at his eyes with the hand not holding the cell phone then turned to glance at his alarm clock. “Ryousuke it’s 2 in the morning!” Shiozawa had… actually he did not really have anything tomorrow but it was the thought that counted.
“I know. I just….” Ryousuke made a frustrated noise that came across clearly over the phone. “A few of the guys from Rokkakku, Gaku-san, Kana and Shouma and I went out to grab something after detention. All of Rokkakku got held over. We monopolized a booth at a family restaurant and things happened and well… we started debating what sort of fanservice the girls might like from Rokkakku! Kana started going on about doing Saeki/Fuji and Shouma said that was just because Kana was crushing on Aiba!”
“Wait. Wait.” Shiozawa rubbed at his temples. It was too early to put up with Ryousuke’s excitement. Luckily he did not have to deal with Ryou’s excitement and KENN spazzing off to the side. Shiozawa was out of practice at dealing with Tenimyu boys. “Who’s Kana? Or Gaku-san? Or Shouma?” And which one of them was Ryousuke crushing on? It really was way too early for Shiozawa to have to invoke the T.A.F.R. (Tenimyu Actors for Functional Relationships).
“Oh. Kanata is Irei Kanata, the guy who plays Saeki. Gaku-san plays Kurobane, he’s Shindou Gaku. Shouma is Itsuki’s actor, Ikegami Shouma.” Shiozawa absorbed this, but the only names he could bring to mind were the ones of the actors in character. He was following this musical because Ryousuke was in it but he had been busy so Shio was not paying as much attention to things as a fangirl.
“Okay. Okay. So they said that Irei-san was crushing on Aiba?” Oh dear. “Isn’t Aiba still with Shirotan?” Shiozawa had helped set that one up, and last he had heard the three were still together. If the had broken up because Shirota had graduated he would be an unhappy person.
“Oh.” Ryousuke stopped to think about that, and he was quiet for so long that Shiozawa felt his eyelids droop. “I have not seen him around, and Aiba hasn’t really talked about him… And he and Kana are really close.” Ryousuke’s voice got a little softer. “Everyone seems to assume he has a chance.”
“I’ll get back to you Ryousuke.” Shiozawa frowned, his mind spinning with plots and plans and phone numbers. “Grab some sleep I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Thanks Hide.” Ryousuke said softly before ending the call. Grumbling about teammates who are always in need of help Shiozawa flipped through his cell phone’s phonebook and punched in a number he had not dialed in a while.
“Katou Kazuki here.” Shiozawa sighed. It had been around a year and Katou still had not changed his answering machine? “I’m either sleeping or off doing wonderful things. If this is Shirota hang up now. If not leave a message at the beep.”
“You really should change that message Katou.” Shiozawa smirked slightly. “Or does Takuya never get calls?” That should get his attention. “This is Shiozawa, apparently our pet project is in danger. Or over. If they’ve broken up I’d like to know. Same cell number, bye.” Turning off his phone Shiozawa cuddled back under his covers. His free day tomorrow would be spent enacting his plans. For now he would sleep.
--
Katou woke up, poking Takuya beside him before shuffling out of his room to the kitchen. First things first, coffee, and then he’d make Takuya his oatmeal. Katou himself couldn’t stand the stuff but then Takuya hated Katou’s morning bowl of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs. Takuya said that they would rot his teeth, Katou said it gave him as much energy as those white chocolate mocha’s with two shots of expresso that Takuya liked so much. Takuya would usually just kiss him quiet at that point. Sipping on his pure black coffee Katou wandered through the kitchen, first pulling out Takuya’s favorite blue bowl and then hitting the blinking light on the answering machine. Grabbing the makings for oatmeal he listened to Shiozawa’s message… and spilled his coffee.
Looked like the T.A.F.R. was being called back into action.
--
Aiba twitched during practice, glancing over his shoulder again. It wasn’t his imagination, there had definitly been someone spying on him from the doorway. “Aiba!” Aiba shook it off and turned to blink at Irei.
“Yeah Kana-kun?” He smiled, they had just finished up another practice of Genius and Gymnastics. Aiba really liked this song, since he had never gotten many solo’s in the old musical, much less such a cool and fun song.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go out for tonkatsu.” Irei had a really nice smile, Aiba had decided this the first time he met the other. Irei did not really look Japanese, and so Aiba had not been surprised to find out he was Argentinian. Aiba had found Irei really growing on him. Kana-kun was nice, and not only did he have a great smile he was not exactly that hard on the eyes. He was also really smart. Kanata had an awesome sense of humor and he played the guitar!
It was not said aloud that Aiba had a type, because he would deny such a thing fullheartedly. He had never been involved with another singer who played guitar, had a winning smile, and wasn’t completely Japanese. Ever. Really. There certainly had not been any hearts broken.
“Tonkatsu sounds good.” Aiba easily agreed then frowned. “I promised to go out with Seto though…”
“That’s okay Aiba-chii!” Seto appeared over his shoulder and Aiba jumped a little. “We can all go together!” Aiba blinked, missing the slightly evil gleam in Seto’s eyes.
“All?” Aiba blinked behind Seto who nodded enthusiastically.
“I’ll ask Takki.”
Aiba considered that, Takki was pretty fun to hang out with. “That sounds fine.”
“Great!” Seto gave Irei a significant glance and then moved away. “It should be fun right Aiba-san?”
“Yeah.” Aiba liked Seto, he was a really nice boy. Aiba had thought he was going to be very shy at first but he had been surprised. Maybe it was a Kikumaru thing, since Adachi had been slow to warm up to him too. He looked back at Irei, hoping the other did not notice the slight blush coloring his cheeks. It was almost like a double date. “Well, I should grab my stuff.” Aiba grinned and bounced off towards the door.
“Hey, I have to get mine too!” Irei followed Aiba, grin widened as he watched the other head off.
In the shadow’s someone frowned. Things did not look good. He must report back.
--
“Hello this is Shirota’s voicemail, please leave a message for my fabulous self after the beep. If you can make it lyrically pleasing extra points!” You could almost hear Shirota’s big dorky grin and the thumbs up that acompanied this statement. Katou rolled his eyes. Things were going down hill and of course Shirota wasn’t there! And how come he had not heard anything about Shirota and Aiba breaking up? He had helped bring them together after all.
“Hey Kazuki.” Takuya grinned, tugging the collar of his shirt up. “Ready to go? I’m hungry.”
“Oh.” Katou flipped his phone shut without leaving a message. “Of course Takuya.” He ruffled Takuya’s hair then pulled him close. “You cooking tonight?”
“Hell no, you know I’d burn the apartment down.”
--
Shiozawa frowned, he had not heard back from Katou today. The other had promised to contact Shirota for him. Also his spy had said that Aiba had gone out to dinner with Irei and two others. This meant trouble, from everything Shiozawa could gather Irei was Aiba’s type. He had done a breif peruse of the internet and saw that, worryingly, girls who had previously created fanfic about Shirota and Aiba were now switching over to Irei and Aiba. It seemed Irei was ‘just Aiba’s type’ or something. Grabbing his phone Shiozawa wrote a breif text message; ‘Shiro<3 split? – Nfu’. Flipping through his phone book he pressed send.
--
Zukki opened his phone up when he heard it beep. “Who is it Zukki?” Adachi questioned, scooting closer in the dark kareoke booth.
“Um.” He read through the message, blinking when he spotted the ‘nfu’. “Shiozawa.” His tone was puzzled. Shiozawa had not even spoken to him since Hyotei.
Oh wait, this must be T.A.F.R. business.
“Why’s he texting you?” Adachi leaned closer, trying to see the message.
“O-chan!” Araki grabbed Adachi’s arm, tugging the teen with him. “Sing a duet with me.”
“Ah! But! Arayan! I can’t sing!” Quickly Zukki texted Shiozawa back. ‘DL3, Shiro dumpd Ai. Bc grad.’ Waiting for a reply he slanted a look to make sure Araki was behaving himself. Sometimes Araki’s hands tended to wander, especially with Adachi. He looked down at the barely heard beep.
‘Idiots. Can SK be trusted for TAFR?’ Zukki thought. SK was probably Seto, which meant Shiozawa was planning on recruiting the other into the elite squad for relationship fixing. But why? Shirota and Aiba had already gone their separate ways. No one had tried to stop Shirota and Aiba when they seperated because no one knew at the time. It had not seemed like there had been any hard feelings either. Had something come up? Or maybe Aiba was in the way of another relationship and Shiozawa was trying to get him out of the way.
‘SK trustworthy’ he sent back. He considered Seto a really good friend, and he knew the other could keep some powerful secrets. Plus Seto had an evil side, Zukki thought he and Shiozawa would get along well.
--
Seto felt a little uncomfortable as he was watched during practice. He could not tell who was doing it, only that someone was watching him. It was just a little disturbing. “Seto-kun.” He blinked, turning aroudn to look at Katou Ryousuke. The other boy smiled brightly, shifting on his feet. “I’d like to know if you wanted to grab lunch with me?”
Something had to be up. Ryou-chan usually stuck with the Rokkakku or Hyotei guys, he rarely ventured over to Seigaku. “Sure.” Seto smiled shyly. “Um. I usually bring mine…”
“I was gonna go to the convenience store across the street.” Ryou motioned outside and Seto nodded. “I’ll buy you something.”
Now something was definitly up. As a rule offering to pay was only offered in the most dire circumstances, because everyone had long ago found out that certain members of the musical had bottomless pits in place of stomachs. Seto himself did not, but no one had to know that.
“I’ll follow you then.” Seto nodded, heading after Ryousuke. When he got back he would have to talk with Takki. It appeared some plans may have to be adjusted.