jamiesteban

POV/ARASHI members
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A small white door, second floor located at the farthest grey wall of the fifth studio in Tokyo, with a written ‘ARASHI-sama Rehearsal’ pasted on the side caught Jamie and Madeline’s attention. The two arrived at the studio ten minutes ago and presented their special IDs on the guard-on-duty. Madeline kept rubbing Jamie’s back for comfort, giving-in her instinct that the woman, a head taller than her, wearing a casual jeans and shirt might get an impression as a stalker. With her glaring eyes and gritted teeth, added that both of her hands were hidden inside her jeans pocket and hair messily tied, Jamie acted like a rebel who’s ready to punch someone who stole her favorite blue eye-mirror given by her precious Satoshi.

“Do you think it’s wise to enter without their permission?” Their means the staff, meaning, if the other halves visited or accidentally encountered Arashi on public or private with their presence, might as well act as a toddler and present their butts for a hard slap. It was known and directed by Johnny himself, three years after witnessing the consistent strong bond within the couples. Shielding the boys’ features by mirroring a hard wall and raising their eyebrows for emphasis that no private lines are welcome to enter, the big security staffs made Madeline, Steffi and Casey shiver. Jamie, on the other hand, gave the different vibes and it made the men acted stronger despite the fact that they’re all women. It was all due to Satoshi’s soft plead to follow the order and not to open any scandals that made Jamie stopped her sense of masculinity.

We’ve not seen each other for almost three and a half months! Do you think it’s healthy for a couple when the other’s just less an hour away from the other!? No, right! To think of no hi-hellos even on the phone would not let me explode knowing they’re just rehearsing for the concert on the fifth studio, which I highly calculate is just a kilometer away!?!

Knowing very much the schedule of Steffi and Casey, Madeline almost made a mental note to suppress her fears of the big staffs. If not for Steffi’s big case with incoming suicidal tendencies to help the government lessens the figures and Casey’s six-day international appointment with the P&G VIPs, it was normal and a hundred percent of chance that Jamie would choose her as her company. But Madeline, accidentally twice caught by the two different security staff, hesitated to indulge with Jamie’s insistence on visiting her Satoshi.

Wearing her casual mild pink blouse with a small right purple heart beads design on the middle curve of her neckline that perfectly hides the in-between of her chest, a white lacy-at-the-edge skirt just below her knees and an open-toe heels gave away how pretty petite looking she was to everyone. Very much contradictory to Jamie’s appearance, this made her more protective of her friend.

“We’re not in public; hence it made the points of visiting higher.” Jamie said, fists closed in attempt to either knock or just punch open the door. “Don’t you dare think of leaving me alone, Madeline.”

Madeline. No one uses that name aside from her parents who lives abroad and Jamie, when she’s frustrated or angry. It made her nod absent-mindedly. Jamie gave a deep sigh before turning the knob.

A loud song of Attack It filled the room. Madeline followed behind Jamie but creased her forehead in confusion when Jamie suddenly stopped.

“Well what do we have here?”

Madeline’s heart skipped. A security! She raised her to look at a big man wearing ragged jeans and white shirt. Mads swallowed a lump in her throat.

“We’re here to make a small visit, Kagata.” Memorizing all the security staffs and other staffs made Madeline in awe with Jamie. She, for once, only remembered George-san’s name from the difference in built and race in all securities. But it didn’t help that Kagata, the second to the biggest and all-muscle man security Arashi have, shadowed Jamie and glared at her. Jamie, on the other hand, crossed her arms in her chest and let out a long sigh.

“I notice that, J.J., but can you notice that they are to rehearse for the next day’s concert?”
Madeline snorted. J.J. was the name given to Jamie by the male staffs, in link with her acting all masculine when Satoshi’s not looking. That explains that when her man’s on her side, she’s all too feminine. They all wanted to puke at her gayness to Satoshi Ohno. “If it’s okay, Kagata-san, we’re just here to take a glance at her beloved Ohno.” She said, waving her hand to lessen the tight tension between the two. “Jamie just missed him since it’s been four months they last saw each other.”

“Madi, in all fairness, if J.J. can beg, I’ll take it to consideration.”

“Beg my ass, Kagata. If you can just stop being an ass to me, then I’ll also take into consideration with your stupid begging.”

“Jamie.” Madi made a face to calm herself and pulled Jamie from Kagata. “I’m sorry, Kagata-san. She’s having her period.”

“Madeline!”

The music suddenly stopped and neither Jamie nor Madeline noticed it until the boys gathered in front of them.

“Sakkun!”

“What’s wrong?” Sho Sakurai asked, wiping the sweat in her face.

“We’re here to visit.” Madeline stepped towards Sho and tiptoed to kiss his cheeks. “Jamie’s aching for Satoshi.” She whispered at his ears and chuckled. Sho laughed.

“Yo, girls.” Masaki Aiba waived and grinned. Apparently, he looks like he needed a break, at least five minutes, from the continuous dancing. Madeline cannot blame though, it’s already past 4 in the afternoon.

Kazunari Ninomiya and Jun Matsumoto waived and smiled at them, greeting them feet away and seated at the floor. Satoshi Ohno looked dazed but smiled when he saw Jamie.

“Jamie!” The loud yet soft boyish voice of Satoshi made Jamie’s tensed shoulders to slump. In his red jogging pants, black shirt and black cap, Satoshi’s all grin lighted the tension between Kagata and Jamie. He walked towards Jamie and hugged her, never minding the sweat that runs in his body.
Silence filled the room and Jamie continuously hanged herself to Satoshi’s arms. “I’m angry at you.” Jamie started, but voice toned down that only the two of them could hear. “You didn’t make any signs of being alive.”

Satoshi laughed. “I’m sorry but with all the upcoming second art exhibition, concert, drama and variety shows, I always seem to leave my personal phone. Mother might have it by now. I’m using my manager’s for better access.” He caressed her back, running a thumb on it like drawing something heart-filled picture. It made Jamie shiver.

“Fine. But please at least once a week, do something that I know you still think of us, okay?” Jamie mumbled, face hidden on the crook of Satoshi’s neck. Madeline and Casey once said Jamie was full of confidence with her relationship with Satoshi Ohno, but in all honesty, she was trembling with fear that one day, he will compile all her faults and negative vibes and throw it her face. A sign that he’s fed off with her personality. “You better go back to practice. Mads and I will leave now.” Jamie said once her eyes caught the slightly irritated dance choreographer beside the napping Masaki Aiba.

“It’s nice of you to visit but please refrain from getting any fight with them, okay?” Satoshi moved his head to the side and pointed at Kagata. “Please visit again if you have time. And oh, mom said she already missed your ramblings.”

Jamie punched Satoshi shoulders and pouted. “I miss aunt, too.” She leaned and kissed Satoshi’s cheeks. Bowing to the choreographer in apology and waiving at the other guys, Jamie pulled Madeline to her side. They made their selves to the door, but before closing it, Jamie yelled that Casey’s going home by the next two days and Steffi’s case will be on hold tomorrow, giving a big hint that the other women also wanted to see their other halves.

“That’s not hard, right?” Jamie grinned and sigh with relief. Humming to Arashi’s Troublemaker, she made her way out the studio.

“But you have your ramp rehearsals, right?” Madeline shouted, pointing at the clock at the street. 5 in the afternoon.

Stupid shit. “I’m late!”

Madeline laughed at her friend, slightly amused with her actions when the woman is a top soon-to-be international model. Understanding nothing with Jamie’s thinking, she made her way to her clinic.

FIN



AN: So this was actually done few years ago written for my friends, still unedited. ^^