[oneshot] If rumors lead to break-ups...
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jamiesteban“What if I break up with him?” Kuroda Chiaki bluntly said to her friends. “Would the rumors die?”
Kuroda Chiaki, Fujimoto Miyako and Ishimaru Michiko were having their usual hangout at Michiko’s apartment. It became their routine that every Friday night, instead of going at bars or karaoke, to meet and have movie marathon. Today, it was scheduled at Michiko’s apartment.
They just finished watching Matsumoto Jun’s The Last Princess when Michiko lifted the latest celebrity news about Matsumoto caught holding hands with a woman. Apparently, that woman was Kuroda Chiaki.
“That rumor went for almost a month now.”
Michiko patted Chiaki’s thigh in comfort. “Aki-chan, you know how celebrity rumors work, right? They’ll eventually die.”
Fujimoto sighed. “It doesn’t solve the problem, Kuroda.” She glared at Chiaki while pointing at the television. “And do you think he will agree to it? Come on, Kuroda, that guy surely had a worse problem than this.”
“Miyako-chan!” Michiko angrily slapped Miyako’s shoulder. “I think there’s a nicer way to say those words!”
“I’m just telling the truth.” Fujimoto defended. She grabbed for the DVD remote and pressed the stop button. She stood and leaned at the wall opposite Chiaki and wrapped her arms in her chest. “You have years of experience in this kind of situation, Kuroda. Don’t let those stupid self employed paparazzi to get what they want.”
“I don’t care about the paparazzi.” Chiaki flexed her legs and hid her face between her knees. “What if Johnny-san thinks that the only solution to shut this rumor down is to cut his work for a week or two, or even worse, dismiss him!”
“He will never do that, Kuroda.” Fujimoto whispered.
“You never know what Johnny thinks, Fujimoto.” Chiaki glared.
Scratching her head, Fujimoto breathed deeply in hope that she will be able to convey her thoughts properly. “I never did. But let’s put Satoshi’s situation 5 years ago.” She rubbed her palms together rethinking of the scandal Satoshi was accused with. “I stayed with him, comforted and even messed with him just to let those scandalous pictures out of his head. Those days, I did my best not to make him sad. I made sure that the guys will lighten his mood when he started to frown.”
“Miya-chan…”
“I never pressured him because behind those forced smile and laughter he gave me, I knew he’s feeling down. I never said ‘You can’t keep your hands to yourself, I don’t want you anymore. Let’s break up.’ I never did because that time, I knew he needed my comfort badly.”
“Miyako.” Chiaki pulled Fujimoto to her and patted her back. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”
Fujimoto nodded. “It’s okay. So please, don’t break the tie you have with Matsumoto. Because I know, he loves you dearly.”
Chiaki hugged Fujimoto tight. “You’re strong. No wonder Ohno-kun loves you.” She chuckled when she heard Fujimoto snorted.
“Hello. How’s your day?”
Chiaki and Fujimoto looked at Ishimaru. The latter nodded her head in conveying each others thought on who she was talking to.
“I guess I have to go home. Satoshi might call any minute.” Fujimoto said, caressing Chiaki’s arm in comfort.
“Thank you for everything, Miya-chan.” Chiaki bowed her head. “And to you too, Michi-chan thanks.”
“It’s nothing. Glad to be of help!” Ishimaru posed her peace sign.
“Whatever, Ishima. You’re not cute at all.” Fujimoto said before closing the door.
“Oist!”
Chiaki laughed at the duo’s fight. Waving to Ishimaru, she thought on how grateful she was for having such friends.
_
Chiaki opened the door of her apartment. “I’m home.” She greeted even though she knew she lives alone. Toeing her shoes off, she was surprised to see another pair of man shoe at the foot step.
Opening the lights, she called for the name she knew who would invade her apartment without permission. “Jun-kun?”
Right to her suspicion, her 4 year boyfriend emerged from the kitchen wearing her flower-designed apron with a good smell of curry plate on his hands. “Welcome back. I made you light dinner.”
Dropping her purse to the sofa, Chiaki hugged Jun.
“I think it’s better if I should place these plates down first, right?” Jun said while giving Chiaki a small peck to her forehead.
Blushing, she pulled a chair and sat, waiting for her boyfriend to finish his preparation. “How’s your day?”
“Hmm? Everything went well.” Jun placed two cups and a pitcher at the table. “You know, we were again invited at Kouhaku. Isn’t that great?”
Kouhaku, a musical show that greets New Year and broadcasts on radio and television, national and international.
“That’s great! So you guys couldn’t attend the countdown, then?” She couldn’t help but asked since the girls planned to have the nearest stage seats.
“Well,” Jun sat opposite Chiaki, greeted ‘thank you for the food’ silently and started digging his food. “I asked the others about it and we all agreed that we could attend the countdown even if it’s just the ending.”
Chiaki chewed her food in thoughts. In honesty, she was half listening to her boyfriend, half thinking about the rumors spreading. Technically, it’s not a rumor.
“Jun-kun,” she whispered. She already felt relieved after confronting the girls, but she just wanted to hear something from Jun. “Can we talk about something else?”
“Ungh.” Jun nodded. “What is it?”
She felt nervous. “The… the rumor?”
“It’s nothing.”
Chiaki glanced at Jun. Nothing? “B-but…”
“Don’t take it wholeheartedly, Chi-chan.” Jun eyed her with a smile. “It’s not a problem at all.”
“It is! I mean…”
But she her words were cut. “Don’t take it as a problem, Chi.” Jun grabbed her hands. “You don’t need to think about it all.”
Pulling her hands from his grip, she blurted her thoughts. “The problem lies within us, Jun.” Her stomach suddenly felt full. She stood, walked to the living room and plopped herself to the sofa.
Jun washed his fingers and followed her. Leaning at the tall table beside the sofa, he scratched his face. “What are you trying to imply?”
“You are the Matsumoto Jun who’s loved by everyone. I… I can’t take that away from you!” Chiaki grabbed a pillow and gripped on it.
“You’re not taking it away from me!”
She glared at him. “Am not? So you want to take it further until either Johnny calls and dismiss you or …"
“Or what?” Jun almost yelled. “I don’t get you any more!”
Angrily, she stood and grabbed a newspaper and shoved it to Jun’s chest. “This! I am sick of seeing myself on the front page with some hidden anger on the texts!”
“B-but Chi…” Jun took a leap and pulled Chi to his arms. “We’ve had this talk, right? I… I mean we had decided that we would just ig-ignore those? Right?”
Chiaki wanted to just agree, surrendered herself again in the world of hidden life of Matsumoto Jun. But she doesn’t want to be always questioned by her colleagues, some people who managed to catch her glance.
“Chi?”
She felt tears forming around her eyes. “I’m happy. I’m super happy that the Matsumoto Jun actually became my boyfriend.” Clutching the shirt of Jun, she buried her face in his neck. “But I also want to enjoy being yours.”
“You have me. I’m always there when you need me.”
“But never on public, right?” She felt Jun tighten his hug. “I want those, Jun-kun. I crave those moments. But I know, I will never have that chance.”
“I love you so much, but I don’t think I could last forever hiding behind you.” She sobbed. “Can… can we end this r-rumor?”
“No!” Tears started falling. “And it’s not a rumor!”
Chiaki tried to push herself away from Jun’s grip. “Let me go, please!” She started struggling. She did not mind the tears flowing nor her heart feeling crushed. She just wanted to be away from the man who holds her heart. “For Pete’s sake you’re already 31! Grow up!”
“Never! If I had to announce to public how much I love you, I will do it. Just…” Jun hiccupped. “Just don’t let go, I beg you.”
Chiaki pushed Jun. Glaring at the man, she wiped her tears in despair. “I don’t want this kind of life, Jun. Don’t you understand that? I want you to hold hands with me when we go out, kiss me anywhere without pulling your cap to hide your face!” She hid her face with her palms, crying her hearts out.
“Chi. Please look at me.” Jun’s soft words made Chiaki’s heart melt. She waited for the complete disappearance of Jun on her life, but when she opened her eyes her heart jumped.
On his knees, Jun took her left hand and kissed it. “If you want, as much as I wait, will you become mine forever?”
Chiaki was stunned. They were just discussing about the possibility of suspension, and now?
“I know what you’re thinking.” Jun wiped his tears and stared at Chiaki with determinacy. “As much as I care and loves Arashi, I never imagined you out of my life. I love you so much that I almost lose control when you want a break up.”
“Jun…”
“We already had this kind of discussion with Johnny last year.” Jun smirked. “Because Sho-chan wanted to settle down. And Johnny agreed to it, but with limits of course.”
Chiaki wanted to pinch herself. “W-what?”
Jun kissed the back of her hand. “I still don’t have the rings yet but I planned to buy after Sho-kun proposed. So will you please marry me?”
Maybe it was her confusion state that she didn’t managed to catch half of Jun’s message. Marriage. She sobbed hard. Looking at her boyfriend, she nodded. “Yes.”
Chiaki was surprised when Jun pulled her hard to his chest and carried her around the apartment. “Yes! Yes! I’m so happy!”
“Jun-kun, please put me down!” She squealed in happiness.
When she was placed on the sofa, Jun kissed her. “I never thought that stupid news would lead me to propose! I’m going to thank those reporters!”
“Hey!” Chiaki pouted. Grabbing the front shirt of Jun, he pulled the man and kissed him hard. “So when did you say Sho-chan would propose?”
FIN
Kuroda Chiaki, Fujimoto Miyako and Ishimaru Michiko were having their usual hangout at Michiko’s apartment. It became their routine that every Friday night, instead of going at bars or karaoke, to meet and have movie marathon. Today, it was scheduled at Michiko’s apartment.
They just finished watching Matsumoto Jun’s The Last Princess when Michiko lifted the latest celebrity news about Matsumoto caught holding hands with a woman. Apparently, that woman was Kuroda Chiaki.
“That rumor went for almost a month now.”
Michiko patted Chiaki’s thigh in comfort. “Aki-chan, you know how celebrity rumors work, right? They’ll eventually die.”
Fujimoto sighed. “It doesn’t solve the problem, Kuroda.” She glared at Chiaki while pointing at the television. “And do you think he will agree to it? Come on, Kuroda, that guy surely had a worse problem than this.”
“Miyako-chan!” Michiko angrily slapped Miyako’s shoulder. “I think there’s a nicer way to say those words!”
“I’m just telling the truth.” Fujimoto defended. She grabbed for the DVD remote and pressed the stop button. She stood and leaned at the wall opposite Chiaki and wrapped her arms in her chest. “You have years of experience in this kind of situation, Kuroda. Don’t let those stupid self employed paparazzi to get what they want.”
“I don’t care about the paparazzi.” Chiaki flexed her legs and hid her face between her knees. “What if Johnny-san thinks that the only solution to shut this rumor down is to cut his work for a week or two, or even worse, dismiss him!”
“He will never do that, Kuroda.” Fujimoto whispered.
“You never know what Johnny thinks, Fujimoto.” Chiaki glared.
Scratching her head, Fujimoto breathed deeply in hope that she will be able to convey her thoughts properly. “I never did. But let’s put Satoshi’s situation 5 years ago.” She rubbed her palms together rethinking of the scandal Satoshi was accused with. “I stayed with him, comforted and even messed with him just to let those scandalous pictures out of his head. Those days, I did my best not to make him sad. I made sure that the guys will lighten his mood when he started to frown.”
“Miya-chan…”
“I never pressured him because behind those forced smile and laughter he gave me, I knew he’s feeling down. I never said ‘You can’t keep your hands to yourself, I don’t want you anymore. Let’s break up.’ I never did because that time, I knew he needed my comfort badly.”
“Miyako.” Chiaki pulled Fujimoto to her and patted her back. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”
Fujimoto nodded. “It’s okay. So please, don’t break the tie you have with Matsumoto. Because I know, he loves you dearly.”
Chiaki hugged Fujimoto tight. “You’re strong. No wonder Ohno-kun loves you.” She chuckled when she heard Fujimoto snorted.
“Hello. How’s your day?”
Chiaki and Fujimoto looked at Ishimaru. The latter nodded her head in conveying each others thought on who she was talking to.
“I guess I have to go home. Satoshi might call any minute.” Fujimoto said, caressing Chiaki’s arm in comfort.
“Thank you for everything, Miya-chan.” Chiaki bowed her head. “And to you too, Michi-chan thanks.”
“It’s nothing. Glad to be of help!” Ishimaru posed her peace sign.
“Whatever, Ishima. You’re not cute at all.” Fujimoto said before closing the door.
“Oist!”
Chiaki laughed at the duo’s fight. Waving to Ishimaru, she thought on how grateful she was for having such friends.
_
Chiaki opened the door of her apartment. “I’m home.” She greeted even though she knew she lives alone. Toeing her shoes off, she was surprised to see another pair of man shoe at the foot step.
Opening the lights, she called for the name she knew who would invade her apartment without permission. “Jun-kun?”
Right to her suspicion, her 4 year boyfriend emerged from the kitchen wearing her flower-designed apron with a good smell of curry plate on his hands. “Welcome back. I made you light dinner.”
Dropping her purse to the sofa, Chiaki hugged Jun.
“I think it’s better if I should place these plates down first, right?” Jun said while giving Chiaki a small peck to her forehead.
Blushing, she pulled a chair and sat, waiting for her boyfriend to finish his preparation. “How’s your day?”
“Hmm? Everything went well.” Jun placed two cups and a pitcher at the table. “You know, we were again invited at Kouhaku. Isn’t that great?”
Kouhaku, a musical show that greets New Year and broadcasts on radio and television, national and international.
“That’s great! So you guys couldn’t attend the countdown, then?” She couldn’t help but asked since the girls planned to have the nearest stage seats.
“Well,” Jun sat opposite Chiaki, greeted ‘thank you for the food’ silently and started digging his food. “I asked the others about it and we all agreed that we could attend the countdown even if it’s just the ending.”
Chiaki chewed her food in thoughts. In honesty, she was half listening to her boyfriend, half thinking about the rumors spreading. Technically, it’s not a rumor.
“Jun-kun,” she whispered. She already felt relieved after confronting the girls, but she just wanted to hear something from Jun. “Can we talk about something else?”
“Ungh.” Jun nodded. “What is it?”
She felt nervous. “The… the rumor?”
“It’s nothing.”
Chiaki glanced at Jun. Nothing? “B-but…”
“Don’t take it wholeheartedly, Chi-chan.” Jun eyed her with a smile. “It’s not a problem at all.”
“It is! I mean…”
But she her words were cut. “Don’t take it as a problem, Chi.” Jun grabbed her hands. “You don’t need to think about it all.”
Pulling her hands from his grip, she blurted her thoughts. “The problem lies within us, Jun.” Her stomach suddenly felt full. She stood, walked to the living room and plopped herself to the sofa.
Jun washed his fingers and followed her. Leaning at the tall table beside the sofa, he scratched his face. “What are you trying to imply?”
“You are the Matsumoto Jun who’s loved by everyone. I… I can’t take that away from you!” Chiaki grabbed a pillow and gripped on it.
“You’re not taking it away from me!”
She glared at him. “Am not? So you want to take it further until either Johnny calls and dismiss you or …"
“Or what?” Jun almost yelled. “I don’t get you any more!”
Angrily, she stood and grabbed a newspaper and shoved it to Jun’s chest. “This! I am sick of seeing myself on the front page with some hidden anger on the texts!”
“B-but Chi…” Jun took a leap and pulled Chi to his arms. “We’ve had this talk, right? I… I mean we had decided that we would just ig-ignore those? Right?”
Chiaki wanted to just agree, surrendered herself again in the world of hidden life of Matsumoto Jun. But she doesn’t want to be always questioned by her colleagues, some people who managed to catch her glance.
“Chi?”
She felt tears forming around her eyes. “I’m happy. I’m super happy that the Matsumoto Jun actually became my boyfriend.” Clutching the shirt of Jun, she buried her face in his neck. “But I also want to enjoy being yours.”
“You have me. I’m always there when you need me.”
“But never on public, right?” She felt Jun tighten his hug. “I want those, Jun-kun. I crave those moments. But I know, I will never have that chance.”
“I love you so much, but I don’t think I could last forever hiding behind you.” She sobbed. “Can… can we end this r-rumor?”
“No!” Tears started falling. “And it’s not a rumor!”
Chiaki tried to push herself away from Jun’s grip. “Let me go, please!” She started struggling. She did not mind the tears flowing nor her heart feeling crushed. She just wanted to be away from the man who holds her heart. “For Pete’s sake you’re already 31! Grow up!”
“Never! If I had to announce to public how much I love you, I will do it. Just…” Jun hiccupped. “Just don’t let go, I beg you.”
Chiaki pushed Jun. Glaring at the man, she wiped her tears in despair. “I don’t want this kind of life, Jun. Don’t you understand that? I want you to hold hands with me when we go out, kiss me anywhere without pulling your cap to hide your face!” She hid her face with her palms, crying her hearts out.
“Chi. Please look at me.” Jun’s soft words made Chiaki’s heart melt. She waited for the complete disappearance of Jun on her life, but when she opened her eyes her heart jumped.
On his knees, Jun took her left hand and kissed it. “If you want, as much as I wait, will you become mine forever?”
Chiaki was stunned. They were just discussing about the possibility of suspension, and now?
“I know what you’re thinking.” Jun wiped his tears and stared at Chiaki with determinacy. “As much as I care and loves Arashi, I never imagined you out of my life. I love you so much that I almost lose control when you want a break up.”
“Jun…”
“We already had this kind of discussion with Johnny last year.” Jun smirked. “Because Sho-chan wanted to settle down. And Johnny agreed to it, but with limits of course.”
Chiaki wanted to pinch herself. “W-what?”
Jun kissed the back of her hand. “I still don’t have the rings yet but I planned to buy after Sho-kun proposed. So will you please marry me?”
Maybe it was her confusion state that she didn’t managed to catch half of Jun’s message. Marriage. She sobbed hard. Looking at her boyfriend, she nodded. “Yes.”
Chiaki was surprised when Jun pulled her hard to his chest and carried her around the apartment. “Yes! Yes! I’m so happy!”
“Jun-kun, please put me down!” She squealed in happiness.
When she was placed on the sofa, Jun kissed her. “I never thought that stupid news would lead me to propose! I’m going to thank those reporters!”
“Hey!” Chiaki pouted. Grabbing the front shirt of Jun, he pulled the man and kissed him hard. “So when did you say Sho-chan would propose?”
FIN
